Shinto Dantei

The guard had hatred in his heart, so he naturally rushed to kill people when he took action.

This slap condensed the terrifying air waves in the void, and the vast spiritual energy formed a huge palm print, and slapped Monk Mingxin on the head.

After all, this guard is quite powerful.

With the strength of the Emperor of Life and Death, I will forcefully suppress you.

Faced with such an attack, if it were an ordinary cultivator, there would probably be no room for resistance.

The domineering nature of his actions is evident.

Monk Mingxin is somewhat dissatisfied in his heart. He didn't cause trouble, and he didn't use his power to bully others. He just wanted to meet the president of the Chamber of Commerce here. Even if you don't want to introduce him to me, there is no need to kill me!

We have no grievances, and after today, we won't even be able to meet each other.

Why are you so cruel?

Buzz!

There was a loud noise, and Monk Mingxin didn't move at all.

On the contrary, the guard was thrown away by the golden light blooming from Monk Mingxin's body.

The bones in his arm were broken directly, and his whole body was shaking in pain.

"Bald Donkey, how dare you fight back!"

The guard's eyes suddenly turned red.

In a rage, he didn't care about anything else. He raised his hand and drew out his magic sword, and stabbed at Monk Mingxin like lightning.

"Amitabha."

Monk Mingxin closed his eyes and clasped his hands together, "The donor will be saved when he comes back!"

laugh!

The magic sword pierced Monk Mingxin's heart at once. It looked extremely fierce, but in fact it only pierced the clothes and did not even hurt the skin.

"Not dead yet, not dead yet!"

The guard was furious, and his spiritual energy burst out one after another.

The sound of mountains collapsing and ground cracking was heard, and the guard held the magic sword in both hands and slashed at him like crazy!

It's like Mount Tai pressing down on the top, shocking the soul.

boom!

The magic sword struck Monk Mingxin's bald head, but he was not injured at all. Instead, the magic sword collapsed and opened a gap.

The guard's hands went numb and he took several steps back.

His pupils were full of horror.

"This is impossible……"

He looked down at his cracked hands and muttered to himself.

What happened in front of him was beyond all his cognition.

This bald donkey looks like he is only in his early twenties. If he can kill six or seven times, he is already a genius.

Why can't even his own attacks hurt him at all?

"Please ask the donor to go in and announce that the young monk wants to see your president."

At this time, Monk Mingxin spoke again.

The voice was still so gentle and calm.

It's like, there is no temper at all.

"This bald donkey is getting excited, what should I do?"

"We are not rivals."

The two guards exchanged quick glances.

If the previous shot was blocked by him by chance, how should we explain it later?

He directly used his head to create a gap in the magic sword... that was a holy magic sword!

"Report it to the elders and kill this bald donkey."

The two communicated with each other and quickly reached an agreement.

One of them quickly rushed into the Chamber of Commerce to ask for reinforcements.

Seeing this scene, Monk Mingxin was quite pleased.

It seemed that the young monk was sincere enough and finally impressed them.

A smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and he turned to look at Ye Chen and Wang Dacai, "You two can see that there is not only one way to go: fighting and killing, but you can also convince people with reason like me!"

"Yeah, that's right."

Ye Chen suppressed his smile and waited for the next good show.

When the guard left, the fierce light in his eyes made him want to skin and bones the monk Mingxin.

In this case, he would never go in and inform the president.

Maybe they were going to move reinforcements.

Sure enough, after a while, an old man walked out of the Chamber of Commerce.

His eyes were mixed with impatience, and his eyes fell on Monk Mingxin, "Is this the bald donkey coming to make trouble in our Chamber of Commerce?"

"Back to the elder, it's him. They are from Tiandao Sect. The president has said before that he will not meet them no matter what, but we have driven him away over and over again, but this bald donkey refuses to leave and just stays here!"

The guard who had gone in to report earlier gritted his teeth, his eyes filled with murderous intent.

"Bald Donkey, are you here to cause trouble?"

The elder's eyes narrowed into a slit, and there was a dangerous luster in them.

Monk Mingxin clasped his hands together and said, "Amitabha, this is a misunderstanding. The young monk just wants to meet the president of your chamber of commerce. He has no intention of causing trouble. I hope the donor can go in and report it!"

"Inform your uncle that you are seeking death!"

The elder suddenly got angry and slapped Monk Mingxin on the face.

boom!

In the palm of his hand, spiritual energy was flowing out.

The extremely terrifying force was like hitting a mountain head-on.

The sound of the explosion caused the ground to collapse.

Click! Click!

A large gap opened under the feet of several people.

Smoke and dust filled the air, picking up flying sand and rocks.

"Tsk, you're looking for death, right? I'll let you get what you want."

The elder took back his hand, looking proud.

Even a strong person who has experienced the transformation of life and death cannot withstand his palm.

Even if the little bald donkey really has some abilities, he will definitely die!

However, when the dust cleared, Monk Mingxin was still sitting cross-legged in front of the door.

The ground around him cracked violently, and there was no point of support underneath him, but he was still floating there, motionless.

"Amitabha."

Monk Mingxin felt dissatisfied and wanted to get angry.

But he quickly suppressed this anger and warned himself in his heart not to break the precept.

Convince people with reason, convince people with reason.

"You bald donkey, you're not dead?"

The elder was shocked when he saw it.

"Xiao Monk just wants to..."

Monk Mingxin spoke gently and wanted to continue to 'convince people with reason'.

However, without saying a word, the elder punched him in the face again.

Well, it doesn’t hurt at all, it just makes me angry!

After all, if you are 'beaten' like this and you can't fight back, you will definitely get angry.

"Come on, beat this bald donkey to death!"

The elder was a little frightened, but the opponent didn't seem to have any injuries after this punch.

On the contrary, it was his fist that hurt so much, as if the bones were about to burst.

I heard that in Buddhism, there is a technique called Vajra Indestructibility. Once you practice it to the state of Dacheng, you can transform into a magical weapon that cannot be shaken by all kinds of attacks and is as powerful as Vajra Arhat.

Is it possible that the bald donkey in front of me has practiced this method?

The other two guards, as if awakening from a dream, each used their killing moves to kill Monk Mingxin.

"The young monk is just..."

"Bang! Bang!"

"The little monk only..."

"Crack! Click!"

"Little monk..."

"Pfft! Pfft!"

"that……"

"Boom! Boom!"

"Bald Donkey, go to hell!"

"Why are you so resistant to beating? My hands are numb."

Monk Mingxin's words were interrupted again and again.

All kinds of attacks fell on him crazily.

No matter how patient you are, you will inevitably get angry.

"you you……"

Monk Mingxin had blue veins visible on his forehead.

All tolerance and patience are exhausted.

The next moment, he suddenly burst out, "Aren't you bullying honest people?"