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With the first there is the second.

All kinds of strange sounds were heard.

When the Supreme Protector saw the appearance of these women, his face was full of pride.

"Boy, do you see it? This is the gap. If you don't want to die, just pay us a hundred times the loss and get out."

"Otherwise I don't mind letting you walk out sideways."

Jiang Chuan rubbed his temples and looked at the bald man with calm eyes.

"Are you done?"

"Now that we're done, can we get to the point?"

"I'm very busy. I don't have time to play with you idiots."

The proud look on the face of the Supreme Protector gradually faded away.

He waved his hand and pointed at Jiangchuan.

"Come on, let me see the results of your usual practice."

Hundreds of bald heads suddenly showed cruel smiles on their faces.

"Go to hell, kid."

"Watch the move, Jueyin Finger!"

They rushed from all directions, and some even jumped high, trying to attack from the air.

When the surrounding women heard Jueyin fingering, they all collapsed on the ground, not knowing what discordant scene they thought of.

The ground was still wet.

[Ding, do you want to copy the First Grade martial art Jueyin Finger? ]

Seeing that it was just First Grade garbage, I decisively refused.

And why does this skill sound weird and unseemly?

Otherwise, what do these women mean by this reaction?

The formation dagger pointed forward casually.

In an instant, a white shadow that looked exactly like him rushed out of his body.

The phantom was divided into nine parts and rushed out in nine different directions.

Then it rushed back in reverse.

Returning to his original nature, the dragon fights in the wild.

After reaching full level.

This spear skill can display considerable power when faced with a small-scale group attack.

Dozens of blood mist spread out.

The hundreds of people who had just rushed up were flying backwards at a faster speed.

And they all suffered varying degrees of injuries.

More than two-thirds of them were fatal injuries.

The screams were endless.

Many bald men on the ground were no longer moving.

Blood flowed from their bodies and flowed along the floor to the periphery.

The pungent smell of blood in the air made everyone's breath hitch.

No one thought that someone would die today.

And so many died at once.

The women, whose minds were filled with pornographic waste, screamed in fright and ran outside.

Some were frightened and fainted on the spot.

Some were even scared to the point of peeing and pooping.

The smell in the air is disgusting.

Mysterious energy surrounds him.

Isolated from outside airflow.

He looked coldly at the bald man who was still standing.

"It's your turn."

Xiong's face darkened.

He didn't expect that all the disciples who were on duty would be killed by him.

Although it will not shake their foundation.

But it also caused a lot of losses to them.

"Boy, you are very good, but you dare to kill so many of us."

"You have no chance of leaving here alive today!"

"That's long-winded. Do you only know how to talk?"

The face of the Supreme Protector Qi turned red.

With a sound, a mouthful of old blood spurted out, and the whole person fell back.

With a bang, the whole person became silent.

Jiangchuan was startled.

I didn’t expect this trash to have such poor mental quality.

But he soon discovered that was not the case.

Although this guy's aura is a bit confusing.

But not enough to faint.

Look to the other side.

At this time, an old monk wearing a yellow cassock rushed out.

Zhishan glanced at the Supreme Protector who was pretending to be dead on the ground.

Kicked him on the butt.

"He is a waste who fails to succeed but fails to accomplish anything. He can't handle even the smallest things well."

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As he spoke, he pretended to be an eminent monk.

"Ami Doufu. I wonder why this benefactor went on a killing spree in this temple?"

"Is there something about this temple that offended you?"

Jiang Chuan nodded.

Pointed in a direction.

"Wu Meiniang. My wife. Now you should understand the reason."

Zhishan's heart skipped a beat.

His eyes rolled, and his face was immediately filled with a harmonious smile.

With that look, those who didn't know would really think that he was an eminent monk from somewhere.

"This benefactor must be Mrs. Wu's husband. I have heard Mrs. Wu say it before."

"Now that the donor has come in person, our Zen sect has saved a lot of things."

"Someone, go and bring Mrs. Wu out."

A young monk quickly turned around and ran in the direction of Wu Meiniang.

inside the room.

Miss Wu heard the movement outside, but she was not sure what happened outside.

Feeling increasingly irritable.

It was obvious that Martial King was waving to her.

But now something like this has happened.

The more I thought about it, the more panicked I became.

But at this moment, a bald man left and came back.

"Mrs. Wu, please come with me."

Wu Meiniang was stunned.

Why is there such a big difference in attitudes?

With doubts, I followed him outside.

She saw the familiar figure at a glance.

There was a look of surprise on his face, and when he was about to step forward, he was pointed in the back by the abbot.

The bloodline was intercepted.

The whole person couldn't move.

Even breathing felt very painful.

"Haha, Mrs. Wu, please wait for a while. There is something I want to talk to your husband about."

The kind smile on his face disappeared.

A cold tone came out of his mouth.

"You killed so many people in my Zen sect. You don't think you can take people away so easily, do you?"

Jiang Chuan shook his head.

"No, I don't think so."

Only then did Zhishan's face show a look of confidence.

"In that case, how should you compensate me for the loss of Zen?"

But what he didn't expect was.

Jiang Chuan's thoughts were completely different from his.

"Bald man, have you made a mistake? What I mean is that I will kill your Zen sect today."

"So as not to cause me any trouble in the future. I don't like trouble the most."

"So, none of you can run away today. Including the one who is pretending to be dead on the ground."

The Supreme Protector suddenly jumped up from the ground.

"Abbott, this kid is too murderous. I'm afraid we are no match for him."

Zhishan glanced at this waste.

"So I am the abbot, and you are just a protector, right? No brains at all. Do you think you are reading a novel?"

He pointed at the hostage beside him.

"Why do you think I control her?"

Xeon scratched his bald head.

Two thick and long eyebrows are twisted together.

"Why?"

Zhishan was almost angry with him.

Why don't I have any normal people under my command?

"Hostage! This is a hostage!"

"With her at hand, we won't be afraid of him messing around."

The Supreme Protector nodded in hindsight.

Pointing behind him.

"But abbot, your hostage is gone."

"Fart! How could she do that?"

When he turned around, he saw that there was no one around him, and there were no other hostages anywhere.

For a moment, his expression froze.

Turning around, he looked towards the opposite side.

They saw Wu Meiniang standing next to the young man, gasping for air.

His expression suddenly changed.

"This donor, I want to say that I was joking with you just now. Do you believe it?"

"Haha, what do you think?"