Supreme Beauty, I summon the heroes to establish the Supreme Divine Dynasty

Jiang Hao walked past the two pretty nuns and walked forward leisurely.

He hadn't walked far when two swords flashed like rainbows, hitting the vital points on his body.

He didn't stop, and swung his hands casually. His sleeves were like screens, and with a bang, he hit the two sword-wielding figures hard.

Without even a scream, the two nuns spurted blood and fell heavily into the jungle on both sides, without a sound.

""Good devil, look at the sword!"

Another fierce shout was heard, shaking the void.

A strong wind rose, murderous aura was born, and the sword roared like thunder.

An old nun rushed from the back mountain, broke through the void, and arrived at the front mountain in the blink of an eye.

Before she arrived, the sharp sword light had already blocked the sky and the earth. The branches and leaves on the top of the mountain were flying, and sword marks began to appear on the ground within a radius of dozens of feet around Jiang Hao.

"At the beginning of Tianyuan Realm, a decent opponent finally appeared, but it was far from enough!"

Jiang Hao chuckled, and with a flick of his sleeves, he covered the sky and the sun, with the supreme magical power - the world in his sleeves.

No matter how great your swordsmanship is, I can control it with just one sleeve.

"What?" Before the old nun finished her exclamation, her eyes suddenly went dark, and she had completely lost consciousness.

A moment later, when she began to regain consciousness, she saw a white hand gently falling on her head, bang~ her sea of consciousness exploded, and her soul flew away.

With a supreme physique, realm oppression, and peerless magical powers, Jiang Hao was like a man in an empty space. He continued to move forward leisurely. Within a few dozen steps, he killed thirteen strong men from Ci Xin Temple who either attacked by surprise or by force, and killed the enemy so frightened that everything was silent.

When he arrived in front of another small courtyard, he saw the wooden door closed quickly, and even the windows fell at the same time.

The people inside suppressed their breathing, controlled their heartbeats, and dared not make a single movement.

Jiang Hao smiled as he passed by, and did not stop.

As long as you don't take the initiative to attack him, you won't kill him. After all, He is the benevolent Emperor of Great Xia, not a demon who kills without blinking an eye.

In the future, the Jinyiwei will slowly identify them, and those who have done many evil things will certainly not escape death.

But those who have not done any evil should be given a break.

After all, they are all beauties who have achieved success in cultivation. Even if he cannot take all of them into the palace, he can still hold a blind date conference to help those meritorious soldiers solve the major events in their lives.

As for staying to be a nun, forget it, it is too much of a waste of resources and is not conducive to population development.

Although he always has a smile on his face and is handsome and powerful, Jiang Hao is already an absolute big demon in the eyes of everyone in Cixin Temple. He is ferocious, with raging demonic flames, ruthless, and kills without blinking an eye.

Many young disciples were so scared when they saw him approaching that they collapsed to the ground, holding back their sobs, and their faces were bleak.

"We are clearly here to save you from the fire pit and bring you heroes who love us, but how come we act like villains who kill and rob? This is really outrageous.

These little nuns are so shortsighted that they should be taught a lesson."

He raised his head and spoke loudly, complaining in his heart.

"Abbot Fanhui, a distinguished guest is visiting, why don't you come out to meet him?"

The voice was not loud, but it instantly spread throughout the entire Dita Peak, echoing for a long time.

After a long while, no one answered, and he couldn't help but sneer.

"Abbot Fanhui, as the head of Cixin Temple, when an enemy comes, are you going to hide and not dare to show up? Do you really not care about the lives of these pitiful fellow disciples?

Most of them are still young, at the age of flowers. They died tragically in the sect to protect you, the abbot. Don’t you feel a little bit uneasy and guilty? Are you still the master of the holy land? Are you still their elder?

Abbot Fanhui, how can you be so cruel! Was your previous kindness and justice all an illusion? Is it your nature to be afraid of death and ignore the danger of your fellow disciples?

You are a heartless, selfish old thief nun, how can you live in this world with the face you deserve?"

Jiang Hao's tone was neither hurried nor slow, but every word he said was as sharp as a knife.

Not to mention Fanhui, even those young disciples who were frightened changed color one by one, with complex light flashing in their eyes, and even their fear and panic faded for a while.

""Namo Great Compassionate Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva!"

A low but melodious Buddhist chant sounded, and a graceful figure walked slowly from the back mountain.

She was tall and light. She moved like a willow swaying in the wind and like flowing clouds reflecting on the water.

Her black robe could not hide the majestic mountain scenery, and her small monk's hat did not reduce her beautiful face.

"Tsk tsk tsk, no wonder he could suppress the five great dynasties of Tianjiao Territory with his own strength, and a few clever words could make the powerful Tianyuan masters who were feared by all to come forward and die....This pretty nun is really attractive."

Jiang Hao's eyes flickered, and a faint light curtain appeared out of thin air.

【Name: Fan Hui】

【Realm: Peak of Tianyuan Realm】

【Identity: Master of Cixin Temple】

【Charm: 10】

【Qualification: 9】

【Talent: Silver tongue】

【Hobbies: Doing sneaky things in the name of justice】

【Friendly: 3】

【Comment: A perfect appearance cannot hide an evil heart. Why not try the eloquent one? It has more than one meaning.】

"Damn! The old thief is really not a good guy."

Originally, Jiang Hao's impression of Fan Hui changed slightly after seeing him in person. After all, people are visual animals, and seeing beautiful things will inevitably make people feel cheerful.

But after seeing that evaluation, especially the friendliness that hit a new low, a trace of different emotions instantly disappeared.

The friendliness is a magical thing, and it is also the most intuitive.

It allows him to clearly understand other people's attitude towards him.

With 50 as the boundary, this is the standard for strangers, not good or bad, and the most balanced. If the number goes up, there is a good impression, and if it goes down, there is malice.

Now there are only three points of friendliness. Good guy, this is the rhythm of wanting to cut him into pieces and grind his bones to dust!

"I didn't expect that such a distinguished guest as the Lord of Great Xia would come to my humble residence in the deserted mountains. I am honored. I wonder what the Emperor Xia is here for?"

���She was gentle, neither humble nor overbearing, and faintly revealed a hint of intimacy.

If it weren't for the fact that the friendship number had not changed, Jiang Hao would have mistakenly believed that this old nun welcomed him very much.

"Don’t you know why I am here, Master?"

"Amitabha, the Emperor Xia is joking. You are the emperor of the nine-five, with a high status. Your words and actions must have deep meaning.

I am a poor nun sitting in the mountains, away from the disturbances and disputes of the world.

I really don’t know why your majesty has come here. Please enlighten me."

"Really? I think the nun is really good at joking. You, the chosen emperor, actually said that you are far away from the world.

This is the biggest joke I have heard this year.

Forget it, I won’t talk nonsense anymore. I don’t have time to play wit with you.

Fan Hui, you are guilty. The tens of thousands of poisonous insects at the foot of Liubo Mountain have been eradicated.

You manipulated the countries, poisoned the lives of the people, and cultivated the eight-winged blood silkworm with the blood of millions of soldiers from the five countries.

The evil in your heart is unbearable to the heaven and earth, and the poison of your deeds is too numerous to mention. Now that the matter has been exposed, what else can you say, what can you say to defend yourself."