The twenty or so disciples of the Buddhist sect had no room to fight back, so they were directly stepped into the ground by the big foot that appeared out of nowhere. After calming down in surprise, the fat man in the black Taoist robe stretched out his middle finger to gesture, and said fuck it.
Then the heads of the twenty or so disciples exploded, and blood mist flew everywhere.
The red-robed young monk sitting cross-legged on the chariot frowned slightly when he saw this scene, and then his face changed, and his figure suddenly disappeared. The second after he disappeared, a huge finger came out from behind the chariot. He poked it over and smashed the chariot to pieces with a bang.
The dozen or so blue-robed monks who were carrying the chariot were knocked to pieces by the force, and the four white-robed monks also disappeared in an instant. When it reappeared, it was already more than ten meters away. The four people stretched out their hands together to form a seat. The young monk in red robe was sitting on it, tilting his head and looking at Xiang Qingniu with interest.
"Han, are you a member of the Taoist sect of the Sui Kingdom?"
He spoke the language of the Han people, and his voice was very clear and pleasant.
Xiang Qingniu took a few steps forward, raised his chin slightly as he lifted some of the golden belts that were slipping down: "Please report your name first, and I'll see if you have the right to know who I am."
The young monk in red robe pursed his lips and smiled, like everyone is a lady.
But Xiang Qingniu was nauseated and wanted to vomit. In his opinion, a man who acts like a woman is disgusting even if he looks beautiful.
"You don't need to know who I am, but I will know who you are soon. After capturing you, send them back to the Daxue Mountain Discipline Academy. No one can survive those methods."
The young monk in red robe pointed at Xiang Qingniu: "If you can't catch him, then you should go die."
What he said was an understatement, as if he didn't care about the lives of those monks at all.
"Take him down!"
A white-robed monk shouted angrily.
All the remaining monks in yellow shirts squeezed forward, and quickly formed a circle enclosing Xiang Qingniu in the middle. Xiang Qingniu held the golden belt with one hand and rubbed his nose with the other, then smiled and said to himself: "No wonder the second senior brother likes to stay in the northwest so much, so the people who killed the Buddhist sect are so comfortable."
He didn't even look at the yellow-shirted monks, and raised his chin and asked the red-robed young monk, "I'd like to ask you something. Did an old man from among them kill himself on the Daxue Mountain?"
Hearing this sentence, the young monk's expression changed immediately: "Do you know that big demon?"
he asks.
"Damn you so fucking crazy!"
Xiang Qingniu scolded very rudely: "It seems that you know, tell me where he is now."
"died."
The expression of the young monk in the red robe quickly returned to calm. He looked at Xiang Qingniu and said seriously: "Anyone who dares to offend the majesty of my Buddhist sect has only one end, that is, to be thrown into hell and never reincarnated. All kinds of suffering are endless. You killed my Buddhist disciple just now, and you will end up in the same way."
"It is the weak who threaten people, and the strong are good at slapping people directly."
Xiang Qingniu sneered, glanced at the yellow-shirted monks surrounding him and said with compassion: "Aren't you afraid of death?"
"Take him down!"
The white-robed monk who gave the order before said angrily: "This is from the place where monsters are rampant in the Central Plains. You have also seen the cruel method just now. If such a monster is not caught, it will cause harm to the world. The disciples of the Buddhist sect belong to the world." Cangsheng, how can you not do your best to subdue demons?"
He froze before he finished speaking, because the monster he was talking about didn't give him a chance to linger.
"Great landing!"
Xiang Qingniu said three words in a low voice, and all the monks looked up subconsciously, nervously guarding against the reappearance of the big foot that had just trampled more than twenty monks into the ground, but they raised their heads and waited. But they didn't find anything. Just when they couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, the ground suddenly sank with a bang. Within a radius of 50 meters, even the location of the young monk in red was included. It suddenly sank, and a thick cloud of smoke rose up.
Chen Heng opened his mouth wide in surprise, and the fluffy grass he was holding fell down: "Oh... Xiaoha, this fat man is so good at hitting."
Chen Ha was also surprised. He rubbed his eyes and said, "I really didn't see it. I thought he would bully those two little Taoist boys."
After the dust and smoke gradually dissipated, a magnificent picture appeared in front of the Chen brothers. They couldn't help standing up, not hiding the shock in their hearts at all.
A huge footprint more than 50 meters long appeared, and the ground where this footprint was located sank by half a meter!
Within this footprint, all those monks in yellow shirts were squeezed into a pulp.
They died so thoroughly that they couldn't even see their corpses clearly. Not only were their flesh and blood squeezed into mud, but their bones were also shattered into powder. More than sixty monks were wiped out by Yishi Dadeng just like this. This kind of power is beyond the imagination of ordinary people.
Chen Heng looked at the fat man with the golden belt in the distance, swallowed and asked, "What are you here for..."
Xiang Qingniu turned his head back and said indifferently: "Killing people starts from the moment they leave the customs, and they will not leave any sympathy. The second senior brother is like this, the first senior brother should be like this, and I should be like this. Master taught me that the heart of Tao is the first to recommend benevolence." , but Dao Xin has already moved to kill..."
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It's just that the four white-robed monks carried the red-robed young monk to avoid it again, and they were not suppressed by this big landing. Apart from the five of them, even the dozen or so blue-robed monks also died. Although their practice is far better than that of the yellow-shirted monk, it's just that the corpse looks slightly intact.
The red-robed young monk's face had become solemn, he got off the armchairs built by the four and walked forward slowly. Every step, there will be glory. When his feet stepped on the ground, green grass quickly emerged from the dry and hard ground. After his feet left, the grass immediately withered and turned yellow. The grass seemed to exist only to keep the young monk's bare feet from getting dusty, so his life was extremely short.
The young monk walked towards Xiang Qingniu, was silent for a while and said: "I always thought that there would not be too many amazing practitioners in the oriental demon land, but today I realized that my vision was low. King Ming once said that the light shines everywhere. The place is vast and boundless, and the place shrouded in darkness is equally huge, you practitioners of the Sui people have come out of the darkness, although there are very few who dare to step into the light, each of you is impressive."
Xiang Qingniu twitched his lips: "Light and darkness... nonsense."
From the time he met these Buddhist disciples, he seemed to have become more and more vulgar.
"But King Ming also said... monsters are monsters after all, born in the dark, even if they are powerful, they can only survive in the dark, and once they step into the light, they will eventually be burned by karma."
He raised his finger to Xiang Qingniu: "Can you plead guilty?"
The moment he raised his hand, many colorful flowers suddenly appeared beside Xiang Qingniu. These flowers have no roots or leaves, and they float around Xiang Qingniu's body and rotate slowly one by one. This scene looks extremely beautiful, and if a woman sees it, she will be surprised and inexplicable. But make no mistake, these are flowers that kill.
Xiang Qingniu is not a woman, and she doesn't like flowers very much.
So he shook his head: "No wonder someone said that the biggest characteristic of you Buddhists is that you always condemn others, and no matter what you do, you must first put on an appearance of doing justice for the heavens, just like everything you said It is an irreversible truth..."
When he spoke, he turned his hands outward, and then there was a rain of flowers all over the sky.
I don't know how many invisible sword qi surged out, cutting every flower into pieces. There are thousands of flowers, and there are thousands of sword qi, no more, no less.
"The reason why the herdsmen in the Western Regions believe in the truth you say is because you are strong. But in front of people who are stronger than you, what reason do you have to say?"
He also stepped forward to meet the young monk in the red robe.
"My luck is really good. I met a rumored Buddha son just after I entered the grassland."
The expression of the young monk in red robe changed: "How did you know?"
Xiang Qingniu didn't bother to answer: "Since the Buddha is still alive, it means that the old bastard King Ming hasn't reached the right time to die. It's okay, I'll kill his successor first, and take your head to tell him. What's the point?"
"rude!"
The young monk in the red robe was obviously angry, and clasped his hands together: "Vajra's anger."
As soon as his words fell, his body suddenly changed. The body rose rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye, and it was twice as big as before in just a trance. It seemed that Xiang Qingniu only reached his waist. If ordinary people saw this change, they would have knelt down and kowtowed in fright.
"Angry ass!"
Xiang Qingniu cursed, still holding the golden belt that kept slipping down because of his big belly in one hand, and pinched a seal with the other hand and pointed forward. A sword qi surged out and pierced the Buddha's chest fiercely. The red robe on Fozi's body was torn apart, and the rags couldn't cover his metal-like skin. There was a crisp sound when the sword energy hit his chest, but it didn't break his chest.
"Knew it."
Xiang Qingniu was not surprised at all: "Buddhas are all indestructible vajra bodies, but your indestructible vajra body is too ugly..."
He opened his palms: "Xiao Zhoutian."
As soon as the three words fell, Buddha, who was already over three meters tall, suddenly froze and found it difficult to move forward. He only had time to be surprised for a moment, and suddenly his body was uncontrollably pulled forward by a huge suction force. When he saw that huge body was about to hit Xiang Qingniu, the suction force suddenly disappeared, replaced by A majestic and vigorous repulsion hit his chest heavily. The blow was so strong that even Buddha's vajra body couldn't bear it.
Before the Buddha could use his internal energy to break free from the shackles, the suction force appeared again, and the huge body that had been smashed out rolled and was sucked back, and then was blasted away by the repulsion force again. After doing this three times, there was a crackling sound from Buddha's body, and cracks appeared on his metallic skin.
"Surprised, shocked, scared, puzzled?"
Xiang Qingniu squinted his eyes and asked, where does the Buddha at this time still have the arrogance before.
"You are a disciple of Buddha, you are high above you."
Xiang Qingniu sneered and said, "I am a Daoist, no matter how tall you are, you are still under my feet."
He stretched his hand forward, and the huge body was pulled back again: "I won't ask what your name is, because more and more people from the Buddhist sect will die in my hands. I can't remember either."
He sucked the Buddha back, and put the palm of his hand on the hard muscle: "Buddha sect claims to have ten thousand dharmas, King Ming claims to have one dharma and ten thousand dharmas, your master is not bragging, he is indeed unparalleled in the world. But my master also taught me the same skill, which is called... Breaking ten thousand spells with one sword."
He spat out the power in his palm, and the Buddha was thrown out again. Just as the huge body was tumbling, the sword intent fell from the sky, invisible but sharp, tearing open a hole in the Buddha's chest with a puff, but the sword energy did not dissipate but turned into a ball of light and penetrated into the Buddha's chest. In the next second, Fozi's face suddenly distorted, followed by an extremely stern wail from his mouth.
"pain!"
Thousands of rays of light shot out from Buddha's body one by one, breaking his muscles continuously. In just a moment, the so-called indestructible golden body was torn apart by the sword intent, and the pieces of flesh flew all over the place. With a bang, the huge body was thrown into a meat grinder and shattered, and pieces of meat flew everywhere.
"Killed a Buddha."
Xiang Qingniu smiled and said to himself: "Sure enough, I feel a sense of accomplishment..."
He looked at the four frightened white robe monks and asked, "Are you running, are you running, or are you running?"
The four monks froze for a moment, turned around and ran away.
Chen Ha came over and was silent for a while Xiang Qingniu: "Why do you keep alive?"
Xiang Qingniu shrugged his shoulders: "Let them go call for someone... Let's find and kill them ourselves. It's always not as easy as they rush to die by themselves. Since I'm here, I can't walk all the way to Daxue Mountain in hiding, but It was all the way to the Daxue Mountain with blood."
Chen Heng asked: "Did he just say that Xiao Yijiu died?"
Xiang Qingniu shook his head: "I don't believe it, senior brother is so easy to kill?"