The first monk was ashamed and angry. When he wanted to shout, he was picked up by Duan Xin.

Hissing a few times, he looked down again. Well, he had only a pair of fancy underwear left.

What's wrong with this boy? He doesn't offer chrysanthemums!

Duan Xin sneered: "don't imagine that your fat meat can sell at a good price. If you don't want to run, show me the way."

The first monk wanted to scold back, but Duan Xin's cruel smile made his legs tremble, so he said pitifully, "I, I'll take you!"

Duan Xin said: "well, remember, although I don't want to kill today, it's not absolute. I noticed that there was an ambush in front of me. You'd better pray that they don't pick anything, otherwise you will be the first to die, and then they."

The first monk complained incessantly. He suddenly found that although the boy in front of him was smiling, there was a full ruthlessness in his bones. He said who should die, but he just said that the eighth floor of the man was not good.

Under the deterrence of Duan Xin, the first monk led the way with his trouser head.

Just after entering the gate, five or six Indian monks flew to block Duan Xin's way like wolves. Everyone's eyes are sharp and their body methods are flexible. It is obvious that they have worked hard in their skills.

Seeing them make a move, he ran to his vital point. Duan Xin narrowed his eyes and said, "kill!"

Wucheng immediately pulled out his knife. The bloodthirsty light in his eyes suddenly became strong. Rusha knew he would never be merciful. He jumped out first and said, "let me come!"

While she was talking, she put on her fist and sword, pointed the sword tip obliquely, and the murderous spirit flowed out. She stood in front of Wucheng and met the monks.

Duan Xin has always felt that the most intoxicating things in the world are good wine and rusha's dance.

She even fights like dancing.

At this time, rusha is like a flower branch swaying in the wind, gorgeous and eye-catching. Every twist of her waist and every move of her slender thigh present pleasing lines and contain the beauty of flexibility. Her whole person is just as firm and gorgeous as a flower, which is amazing.

Unfortunately, although beauty is beautiful, beauty is poisonous.

Under the braking of the beauty, these monks lost their rhythm like puppets involved, and the passive battle made them lose their stability. In a moment, their wrists were scratched by fists and swords. If Rosa had not been benevolent, I'm afraid they would have lost their lives.

Duan Xinwei expressed his approval, and then carried the monk forward.

After the rockery, three more people were killed. Everyone held a long knife. The knife style was like wind and electricity. He violently cleaved to Duan Xin, which was strong enough to swallow rivers and mountains. Duan Xinwei turned sideways and threw a shield without hesitation.

When the monk died three times in a row, three more monks were killed in front of him.

Duan Xin sighed gently and said, "the Buddha says to stop killing, I say killing is like me, and hell cultivates Buddha."

"Go to hell!" As soon as the six people heard him mention Buddha, they became more angry and quickly killed Duan Xin. Six knives fell fiercely. Duan Xin breathed quietly and pulled out the demon wing knife. The sharp flash flashed, threw five knives in a row, and the knife rushed to the edge.

In the continuous golden sound, five monks were shaken out.

Before they could stand firm, Wucheng shot out like an evil ghost, and the tip of the knife pointed out continuously. It seemed smart and weak, but Wucheng's strength was really powerful. As soon as the five monks picked the knife block, they felt an inexplicable evil force running through their arms, and screamed and retreated one after another.

The blood of the front heart shot under the body.

Duan Xin was a little late and kicked the remaining monk in the thigh, using him as a shield to move on.

Along the way, there were several waves of monks blocking. However, although they all had some skills, they were as fragile as primary school students in front of Duan Xin and Wucheng. In ten minutes, they either died or screamed.

When they had just stepped into the Wuyuan Pavilion, they saw five more figures. From their light body method, it can be seen that they should be the main masters today. Judging by their clothes, Duan Xin knew that these were the legendary Temple guardians and genuine.

Because their murderous spirit is blocking the way like a wall. The ruthlessness honed in the killing field can not be pretended by twisting their eyebrows and staring.

One of the big eyed guardians said, "friend, stop and take three more steps, you will die!"

He spoke deeply and confidently, so Duan Xin stopped obediently.

When they looked at each other, Wucheng came to Duanxin and asked in a low voice, "will I have a chance to become a Buddha when I go to hell? I think I must be an evil ghost. I haven't heard that evil ghosts become Buddhas. "

He asked very seriously, as seriously as a child.

Duan Xin smiled and said, "Buddha says everything is illusory."

Wu Cheng blinked and said, "what's the difference between being a ghost and being a Buddha?"

He frowned and thought. The big eyed Guardian had taken the first two steps and said sternly, "friends, what do you want to do when you broke into the Wuyuan Pavilion and killed so many younger martial brothers?"

Duan Xin smiled and said, "if my friend loses, I don't guarantee that Wuyuan Pavilion won't flow into a river. You can accuse me of being overbearing and find a way to sue me!"

The big eye guardian was furious and said, "you bastard, your exit is foul language. You don't pay much attention to us. It seems that you are making trouble on purpose today. I advise you to put down your weapons and tie your hands."

Just then, rahan ran from behind, touched the back of the big eye guardian and said, "elder martial brother, these boys are the culprits who killed two younger martial brothers before. Today they killed so many of us and disturbed the temple. We can't tolerate these evil people any more!"

Duan Xin sneered, "so they kill me to eliminate harm for the people, and I kill them to do evil?"

The big eye Guardian stared at Duan Xin and said angrily, "you are really stubborn. I didn't want to fight. It seems that I have to deal with evil with violence."

Duan Xin sighed secretly, for fear that he would really shout out a way for heaven.

He said: "considering that you are the guardians of the temple, I can not be embarrassed, but if you persist, don't blame me, no matter what is right or wrong."

"Presumptuous!" The big eye Guardian waved with a gloomy face, and the other four jumped out. The four long knives turned over, giving birth to a dazzling light. Each seems to be enough to take people's lives.

Duan Xin hasn't moved yet, and Wucheng has stepped forward to meet each other.

There was no fancy style. He picked his knife into a sweeping trend. With a simple action, he deliberately forced them to connect. Sure enough, the four people each set their knives and slashed, and the golden song sounded immediately.

However, seeing that Wucheng was like an upside down kite sliding backward, he was shocked and withdrew for eight meters, while the four people stood up and did not step back. Seeing Wucheng's embarrassed appearance, they all showed sarcasm.

However, Duan Xin noticed that their hands holding the knife were trembling. Obviously, their hearts were not as relaxed as they seemed.