Step Back! Master is Here!

The sledgehammer swept and the roar broke through.

Tang Luo patted down with his hand, Yi Yun felt the tremendous power passed on, he couldn't hold the hammer handle at all, and the hammer fell off the floor instantly and fell into the ground.

"The weapon is good, the martial arts are too bad." Tang Luo commented, the white sword shadow flashed.

The "brothers" who rushed up behind Yi Yun had their weapons broken, their bodies flew out and landed heavily, and they were basically dead.

Lin Qinglong's raised knife fell again.

Did not dare to do it.

"A group of evil barriers."

Tang Luo stabbed the sword into the ground at will, watching Lin Qinglong and Yi Yun said, "Listen to the poor monk first."

Yi Yun's hands dangled to his side. You can see that ten fingers were trembling constantly and had swelled.

The severe pain distorted his face.

Lin Qinglong said slightly: "His Excellency is Bai Yu Jian Zhuang?"

"Bai Yu Jian Zhuang?" Tang Luo said, "Don't the donor hear the self-proclaimed monk?"

What do you call yourself? Naturally claim to be a poor monk.

Yi Yun continued to chatter, but Lin Qinglong showed a strange face: "You mean, are you a monk?"

"The poor monk's method is Xuanzang." Tang Luo put his hand on his chest. "Here is a special way to help the heavens and gods to the Western Bliss world."

Lin Qinglong stared at Tang Luo: "Monk? There are still monks in the world?"

The tone was surprised, as if hearing a huge joke.

"Oh, the donor told the poor monk, why can't there be a monk?" Tang Luo said.

"So, the master can let me wait?" Lin Qinglong said.

Just now Tang Luo took Yi Yun and his brothers lightly, Lin Qinglong knew that this man's martial arts were unfathomable and invincible.

"Look at the donor," Tang Luo said.

"A few decades ago, the hatred of the God of Heaven destroyed the gate of the Tianfo Temple, and the chickens and dogs did not stay. The entire rivers and lakes, the last two or three Buddhist temples left the disciples overnight, and there is no Buddhist temple anymore." Absolutely, where are the monks? "

"Oh." Tang Luo said, the rivers and lakes still have this kind of past.

Lin Qinglong's remaining eyeballs turned around, and it should be a disciple who secretly taught Tang Luo what "the rest of the Buddha's door".

It is estimated that I did not fart without explaining the common sense to the disciples about to leave the mountain.

In this way, "Jianghu Shaoxia" taught by hermit masters will be produced several times a year, and most of them die terribly.

The reason is, on the one hand, the hermit is not necessarily really tall, and the real tall will not be hidden.

Such a true hermit master may not be able to produce one in ten years.

On the other hand, the young men who came out of the ravines had serious lack of experience in rivers and lakes, and they were better than the young men in the martial arts.

The heroes from the martial arts can lie to one or two times. Come out of the ravine, you can deceive it seven or eight times.

But this one is a little different.

He claims to be a monk and doesn't know much about rivers and lakes.

No liveliness!

Qingyun Village now has two heads, more than thirty people, and Lin Qinglong's brothers are dead.

This person is of a different kind.

"Then what?" Tang Luo continued to ask.

"Then ..." Lin Qinglong froze for a moment.

A hundred years ago, the Buddhist gate was extinct, so what else is there?

"The donor seems to be quite informed. If there are any demons in the rivers and lakes, it is better to come with the poor monks." Tang Luo said, what he wants is this and then.

Speaking of which, he was a little disappointed.

As far as he knows, there are no various lists! Not at all.

As we all know, people with mixed rivers and lakes have a lot of face and reputation, so there are various lists, such as heaven, earth, people list, ranking list, beauty list, and situation list.

The essence of humanity is to make a list and rank.

It's a pity there isn't, at least what Tang Luo knows so far is only one weapon spectrum, as well as the major powers passed on by word of mouth, all powerful.

How can this be done?

There is no "black list" of evil demons. Who does Tang Luo seek to earn money for?

So I can only find this Qingyunzhai head, this kind of old rivers and lakes understand the situation.

"What a demon is outside." Lin Qinglong said, "Whoever is strong, who is justice, who is weak, who is a demon. The winner is justice!"

"The poor monk is not interested in discussing the issue of philosophy with the donor." Tang Luo said, "the poor monk just wants to know how many other people in the rivers and lakes slaughtered the village like Qingyunzhai, and dragged ordinary villagers to death. This kind of bad person hangs his head in the village and on the road to deter others. "

"Yes, there are many." Lin Qinglong said.

"Can you write?"

"……meeting."

"Will write it, and write the poor monk to take you on the road." Tang Luo said.

"You can't kill us! We are the outer organization of Hei Tian Jing Gong, we are theirs!" Yi Yun shouted suddenly, saying that he would not kill anyone!

Are n’t you calling yourself a monk?

No wonder these people's weapons are quite sophisticated, and there are still big forces behind them.

"Okay." Tang Luo laughed. "Write down the information and news of the Black Temple. The more complete the better, the poor monks will spend it together."

What is self-confidence, this is it.

Yi Yun's face collapsed in an instant. When the monk said "good" just now, he thought that things had changed.

"You won't let us go, do you think I will provide you with information?" Lin Qinglong held the hand of Dadao, his fingers moved slightly, and his palms were all sweaty.

"Yes," said Tang Luo, "because a person like you must live if you can live. If you can't, it is also a good thing to foresee the death of your enemy.

Lin Qinglong's face was gloomy.

He is indeed a man who must report.

"You write, poor monks go, there is a certain probability that poor monks die in the hands of those people."

"You don't write, but you have no chance of revenge."

"Do you write or not?"

Yi Yun's eyes widened and he was wrong!

This monk is not a martial arts expert with short experience.

This person is obviously an old monster! Monk!

"Okay, I write."

Lin Qinglong's chest rolled up and down twice, with a smirk on his face, "At that time you will see what **** is, and regret what you did today."

As he said, the machete let go and let out a crisp sound.

This crisp sound concealed the sound of Lin Qinglong's hand-raising action, as well as the "click" sound of the small cylinder mechanism opening.

Numerous needles, like ox hair, radiated from the organs and covered towards Tangluo.

If your eyesight is excellent, you can also see that the fine needles are weird in color and obviously quenched the poison.

Aside from seeing the blood-sealed throat, a few of them will at least poison the hair and immediately lose their combat effectiveness.

Storm Pear!

Many of Lin Qinglong's opponents fell under his hidden weapon.

Who would have thought of a robber with a machete, who still possessed such a subtle hidden weapon?

Tang Luo did not expect it.

He just raised his hand, the shadow of his palm appeared in front of him, and the afterglow glanced. Every fine needle was gently moved by him, the direction of flight changed, and he flew towards Yi Yun opposite.

The next breath, Yi Yun gave a painful roar, his eyes had been blinded, and black blood flowed out from the fine wounds on his body.

The huge body shook twice, fell to the ground, and twitched slightly.

The exposed skin quickly turned black, and within a few seconds it turned into a stiff corpse.

"Write well." Tang Luo said to Lin Qinglong, who kept the "hidden weapon" posture, regardless of him, and walked towards the cottage.

I also want the loot, and maybe there are captives inside.

Nan Taisheng and Tang Yuhan are staring at Lin Qinglong, and dare not relax.

Master Xuanzang was very relaxed, and he left the people directly, regardless of their concerns. They were a little flustered.

What if Lin Qinglong dog jumps off the wall?

Fortunately, Lin Qinglong eventually did not jump over the wall with a dog. He stared at Tang Luo's bone-boned sword that penetrated into the ground, his hands slowly dropped, and he did not dare to move.

Qingyunzhai's house is quite good.

Tang Luo searched and quickly found the "treasure house", which contained a lot of money and weapons.

It means that Tang Luo can eat, drink, and spend a lot of money on the next journey, as long as it is not a sum of money, it will definitely last for three months.

The words of weapons, naturally, he did not fancy, try them one by one.

There is no equipment, perhaps there may be equipment on that weapon spectrum.

In addition to the treasure house, there is also a prison in the cottage, which contains a large number of corpses and three prisoners.

Both men and women are very young, standard Jianghuxiaxia.

Ragged, with a dull look, was clearly treated indescribably.

Tang Luo reached up and crushed the chain, opened the door of the prison, and asked, "Three people are Baiyu Jianzhuang?"

Just now Yi Yun fought wildly, apparently treating Tang Luo as the person of Bai Yu Jian Zhuang, and felt that this matter could not be done well, and kept doing it.

As for these three, needless to say, it is the young heroes who used the "Black Wind Village" to gain popularity and failed.

There is almost no chance that "victory or defeat is a matter of soldiers, please come again".

Hearing Tang Luo's words, the three failed young men had some reactions.

Two of them just looked at Tang Luo.

However, a man's complexion gradually receded: "Who are you ...?"

"The poor monk's name is Xuanzang, from the Great Leiyin Temple in Lingshan." Tang Luo said, "Passing here, I heard that Qingyun Village was a disaster party, and he saved the people for the skywalk. The three are also free."

The three held together at the same time.

Da Lei Yin Temple, monk? Also destroyed Qingyun Village? real or fake.

There was no Buddha in the world decades ago.

"The poor monk is Tang Xuanzhang, who is well-known for his good deeds. He is good at lengthening all kinds of demons." Tang Luo said, "Three can help the poor monk to publicize one or two."

There was a smile on his face, but the smile was strange in the eyes of the three.

Whether it is the other party ’s self-proclaimed identity, or this relaxed gesture of Shi Shi, it is too weird.

It doesn't look like it's going through a fierce battle ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ It destroys the righteous hero of Qingyun Village.

He said he did n’t leave a name for good things, but he ’s already given his name. Oh, in the French newspaper, do you want more publicity?

Is the extinct Buddhism going to start again?

Regardless of the three minds who have suffered severe physical and mental damage, what the young heroes who have not recovered are thinking, Tang Luo turned and walked out of prison.

Back outside, Lin Qinglong has written a lot of things he knows.

The words are crooked and extremely ugly.

But I can barely tell.

"I'll wait for you below." Lin Qinglong said to Tang Luo, and simply wiped his neck with his machete.

Not enough guys, to put aside life and death.

Rather, he was afraid of the torture of the white-haired demon monk, making him unable to survive.