"This monk is difficult to deal with.……"

Yan Yuntian did not launch a second attack rashly for a while.

Jingrong didn't say anything, but the few"horse boys" beside him were chattering non-stop.

Jingsong sneered and said:"Boy, you only have this little ability. Where is the courage to shout just now?"

Jingruo clasped his hands together and said with compassion on his face:"Senior Brother Jingrong is kind and gives you the opportunity to convert to Buddhism. Don't be disrespectful.."

Yan Yuntian let out a"poof" and waved the fly whisk, his aura rising sharply,"What I can't bear the most is being provoked. You bunch of bald donkeys, don't underestimate me!"

After he finished speaking, his whisk turned into thousands of white threads and flew out, each white thread contained a sharp sword energy.

Jingrong said calmly:"The Taoist priest should be slapped if he speaks rudely. The poor monk, who is not a violent and vicious person, has no choice but to bear the pain and do justice for heaven."

As he spoke, the Buddha's light on his body surged.

"It's really hypocritical, even to deal with me, you still have to say such high-sounding words."

Yan Yuntian snorted coldly, and poured a lot of spiritual power into the sword energy.

Jingrong frowned,"Jingruo, Jingsong, help me!"

Jingruo and Jingsong looked at each other and nodded, then stood behind Jingrong and held out their palms.

Nie Feng said angrily:"Are you just bullying the minority with more?"

Jingrong disagreed,"We didn't intend to use force when we came here. He was the one who started the dispute.

Nie Feng said:"In that case, don't blame us for being rude!""

He ordered, and everyone took out their spiritual guns.

The other monks who were not of the"Jing" generation naturally would not let them cause trouble. Although they were not as strong as the"Jing" generation monks, they were not ordinary people who wanted to suppress them. It is not difficult for Nie Feng and others

"Damn it……"

Yan Yuntian gritted his teeth and felt the tremendous pressure. He was sweating profusely and the whisk threads broke one after another!

"No more!"

Just when he couldn't hold on anymore, a golden spiritual power fell from the sky and merged into his whisk threads.

Boom!

The sword energy surged!

Every whisk thread was glowing with golden light, and it cut through the net easily. The Buddha's light appeared on Rong's body!

Accompanied by shrill screams, blood splattered everywhere!

Jingsong and Jingruo flew out directly!

Jingrong was still standing on the same spot, but his body was covered in blood!

Yan Yuntian's eyes lit up and he subconsciously raised his head..A figure entered his field of vision.

Besides Su Yue, who else could it be?

The monks saw a man wearing a golden mask falling in front of Yan Yuntian, and they knew that the situation just now must have been his handiwork!

Although Jingrong was injured, his foundation was not damaged and he was in pretty good condition. At this moment, he stared at Su Yue and said in a deep voice:"Are you that person? Su

Yue did not deny it,"Masters, don't leave, just stay here forever!""

Jingrong was no longer calm at first, and he obviously felt tremendous pressure from Su Yue.

He made a gesture quietly, and a young monk tried to leave quietly.

Su Yue raised his hand and grabbed it, and the monk moved towards him on the spot. Su Yue flew over, unable to control his body.

Jing Rong's expression changed, and he wanted to take him back. However, with a wave of Su Yue's hand, an unparalleled impact poured on him, and he released the Buddha's light again on the spot. He was beaten to pieces.

Jingrong flipped in the air countless times before falling to the ground in a panic! The situation of the battle was instantly reversed.

Because of the arrival of this person!

All the monks looked at Su Yue with fear in their eyes, and they dared not speak in anger. , Even if he has all kinds of hatred, he doesn't dare to express it!

Su Yue turned back and looked at Nie Feng and others,"You guys step back and leave us outside."

Nie Feng agreed and immediately led his men back to the base.

Someone asked in confusion:"Captain Nie, why is that man?……"

Nie Feng sighed softly and said:"He doesn't want to involve us in this matter and wants to solve it himself.""

"But……"

"But, even if we stay outside, we can't help at all, and we may even become a burden."

"He has been very kind to us, yet he still thinks of us so much at this time……"Some tough-minded men could not help but feel deeply grateful and moved at this moment.

Outside.

Su Yue didn't expect them to think so much. He simply didn't want them to get in the way. If the people in the way were gone, he would go on a killing spree! boom!

A ball of blood mist exploded!

The little monk who tried to escape was dead the moment he came into contact with Su Yue!

Even Yan Yuntian couldn't help but shudder when he saw this scene.

This guy really kills without blinking an eye!

However, in his eyes, Su Yue was still many times better than these hypocritical monks!

At least, Su Yue was very principled and would not kill innocent people indiscriminately.

In a way, this is a very lovable guy!

Otherwise, even if there is a clue to fall into the hands of the other party, Yan Yuntian will not work for him so seriously!

When Jingrong and others saw this, they were furious and did not bother to continue their hypocrisy.

"I, Lingzong Temple, will never let you go!"

"You will pay for what you have done!"

"The door to the eighteenth level of hell will be opened for you!"

Su Yue looked indifferent, with undisguised contempt and disdain in his eyes.

"It seems that you haven’t figured out the situation yet. It’s not that your Lingzong Temple won’t let me go, but that I won’t let your Lingzong Temple go!"

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