Chapter 3008

How come today, the former king of the western desert bandits, is reduced to the tragic situation of being chased and killed by his men.

"Evil animal, you killed your father, and now you come back to kill me..." Hearing Jin Kun's words, Han laolongtou was so angry that he swore out loud: "I thought about betrothing BEI'ER to you at the beginning, but now I'm blind!"

"Trying to confuse me with Hanbei, old man, you've got the wrong idea." Hearing this, Jin Kun laughed and said in a cold voice, "that Han Bei is just a red skull. She is not here today. If she is, I will kill her as well! "

Is Jin Kun crazy? Ye Lingfeng was more and more surprised, and more and more felt that the scene was strange and interesting.

As the leader of the western desert bandits, they are chased and killed by their subordinates. It's OK, because these bandits often quarrel with each other because of uneven distribution of stolen goods or different ideas.

But Jin Kun said that Han Bei was a red pink skeleton. He even said that if Han Bei was here, she would be killed, too. This is something wrong. Because of Jin Kun's affection for Han Bei, ye Lingfeng saw it with his own eyes when he was in Langya Pavilion.

At the beginning, in order for Han Bei to worship Langya Pavilion, Jin Kun even emptied all his belongings at all costs, so that Han Bei successfully bought enough tokens from ye Lingfeng and became one of the few people to worship Langya Pavilion.

Such a deep feeling, can not help but move people, but this only how long time, Jin Kun has become like this.

Even if it is because of love and hate, it seems that it can't reach the point of calling each other a red skull and killing them with a knife.

"Crazy, you stupid brains are burned out..." Han laolongtou was also stunned. Then he rushed forward and yelled at him, as if he was no longer a bandit, but a group of madmen.

"Die However, Jin Kun didn't talk too much about Han laolongtou. His eyes were blazing. He combined with the three names of the Liukou group to create a golden pestle.

The shape of the pestle was quite strange. It was shining with gold, and it was inlaid with many green and red gems. It looked very sacred. Moreover, three relief figures are carved on the pestle body, one of which is smiling face, one is angry shape, and the other is scolding shape!

In terms of Ye Lingfeng's feeling, the golden pestle doesn't feel like a magic weapon, but more like something for sacrifice.

"Vajra subdues the devil with pestle!" At this time, monk Yongjian gritted his teeth and muttered, "those bald donkeys used to hurt me with a similar pestle in the past. I nearly died before I could get out of the West desert."

How can Vajra sect's magic weapons appear in the hands of the bandits? It seems that the well water does not invade the river between the bandits and Vajra sect! Ye Lingfeng frowns and stares at Jin Kun. When his eyes pass Jin Kun's, his mind suddenly flashes like lightning.

He suddenly remembered why he felt familiar with the look in Jin Kun's eyes, because along the way, he saw countless pairs of similar eyes. And those eyes were all on the monks who kowtowed to miaoguangshan, hoping to be worshipped at the gate of Lingshan.

Bang! At the moment when ye Lingfeng figured it out, the Vajra subduing pestle, which was shot by several people, was shining. Three Vajra virtual shadows with different expressions appeared in the air and blocked Han laolongtou in a fan.

Then, the three angry eyes of King Kong raised their hands, and the three huge palms fell on Han Longtou like a mountain. Although he tried to resist, the three palms still beat him to spit blood and fell into the yellow sand.

It's comparable to the magic weapon of the first strike! Such power makes Ye Lingfeng's eyes light. Just now, he had already felt that Han laolongtou's cultivation was in the post realm of transforming the spirit, and the only way to hurt him so easily was to ask about the realm combat power!

But the more so, the more difficult it is to understand. If you have such extraordinary magic tools, you must have a deep foundation in the King Kong sect. You may even have very powerful monks who are not under the eastern land God Dynasty and Langya Pavilion.

But why is the Vajra sect so low-key compared with the high-profile of the Eastern god Dynasty and the moderate peace of Langya pavilion?

If I had not seen it with my own eyes today, I would not have known that this sect had such a deep foundation.

Although Han laolongtou's strength is not bad, he can't resist under the pressure of asking for help. Half of his body is photographed deep in the yellow sand.

"Han lao'er, you have created boundless evils. Today is the time for me to defend the way and get rid of demons!" Seeing Han laolongtou coughing up blood, there was no more resistance, so Jin Kun jumped off his mount and strode away with a knife.

"I, Han Xie, have indeed made endless murders in my life, but I ask myself that the people I killed and the people I plundered should be killed and plundered. Moreover, countless people in the West desert have been sheltered by Han Xie. Am I a demon? I think you are the devil Although Han laolongtou coughed up blood in his mouth, his breath was weak, but he still swore and did not give in.

"When death comes, you dare to talk nonsense!" Jin Kun's eyes were cold. He raised the knife in his hand and flew into the air.

But at this time, a middle-aged man with a hat suddenly raised his hand and said, "Jin Kun, stop it!"A language falls, Jin Kun's body suddenly trembles, that is already the blade that waved to Han Xie's neck, unexpectedly born a stagnation.

Then, Jin Kun was very afraid of the middle-aged man. After hovering over the blade, he quickly and respectfully dodged to one side.

"Han Xie, you have a lot of sins and endless opportunities to kill, but my Buddha has a word. Put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha on the spot..."

After Jin Kun stopped drinking, the middle-aged man stepped forward slowly and looked at Han Xie with a faint look. He said, "today I will give you a chance to live. You can choose not to die if you want to join my Buddhism and be our protector."

"Let your mother's dog fart. Just like you, do you want your grandfather Hanye to become a Buddha? I, Han Xie, am the devil. I'm the devil against you. It's good to protect you and to kill you... "

Han Xie looks up and laughs wildly. Even when he is at the critical moment of life and death, he does not compromise, and does not lose the true qualities of a generation of heroes.

"My Buddha chose you instead of you. You have no room to disobey. If you don't want to, I'll have to help you... " The middle-aged man didn't take Han Xie's words seriously. He raised his hand slightly, and a brownish purple seed appeared in his palm.

Bodhi? Seeing the seed, ye Lingfeng's eyes suddenly moved slightly. He is no stranger to this seed as a Dan Zun. It's a kind of western desert's special medicine. It will have a miraculous effect if it is added when refining some pills to improve the mind.