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On the ground, the monks of the Lotus Temple, the Embroidery Division, and the Tenglong Army all died a lot.

But as time goes on, the death rate of monks in Lotus Temple is getting higher and higher.

Because they don't understand war at all.

Killing, fighting, especially mass warfare, are all the military's specialty.

Their existence is as the war machine of the empire.

Bang!

Wangkong's corpse smashed heavily on the roof.

Su Xun also immediately landed beside him.

Let... let them go...

After all, it is a half-step Martial Saint, even if the heart is penetrated, Wangkong has not died for a while.

Do you think it's possible? If I lost, you didn't think about letting me go.

Su Xun mocked without hesitation.

He doesn't like to leave hidden dangers for himself, so it's better to destroy the whole family.

Wangkong showed unwillingness, a trace of resentment flashed in his eyes, and he stopped talking.

He didn't say that he was still in seclusion for the ancestor.

Because as long as the patriarch is still there, they still have the hope of revenge at Lianhua Temple, and it is also the hope that Lotus Temple will come back again.

If he was disturbed in the middle and forced to exit, even if Su Xun was killed on the spot, he would die afterward due to the infuriating riot.

But the next second Su Xun's words ruthlessly broke his fantasy.

I heard that your Lianhua Temple has a martial sage who is in seclusion? It just so happened that I was looking for a fight with the martial sage. The Taoist martial sage is missing, so let's take your Buddhist sage to practice.

You... Wangkong's eyes widened suddenly, and then a mouthful of blood spurted out, completely dying.

However, in order to prevent him from dying completely, Su Xun stabbed his heart and neck again.

After all, who knows if there is any practice of pretending to be dead in this world.

Kill them all, no chickens and dogs will be left.

Su Xun ordered the Embroidery Division and Tenglong Army.

Everyone runs separately and rushes down the mountain. As long as there are still people alive, the roots of our Lotus Temple will not be broken, and there will be opportunities for revenge.

An elder roared loudly, and the next second he was beheaded by the commander of the Embroidery Division.

The monks who are still alive are no longer in love with each other, and they are all finding opportunities to escape.

But just as it flew up, several broken crossbows with the thickness of a baby's arm roared and shot them in the opposite direction.

Therefore, this group of people has no chance to run at all.

After half an hour, everything was over, and there were corpses all over the ground in front of the lotus temple and in the courtyard.

There are embroidered clothes and guards, as well as Tenglongjun, and more are monks from Lotus Temple.

The pungent smell of blood filled the air, and even the blue bricks on the ground were dyed blood red.

Reporting to the national teacher, Lotus is a monk, no one escaped, and all of them have been beheaded here.

The commander looked at the voice on the roof, knelt down on one knee, and said in a loud voice.

He was full of excitement.

After all, in the past, scholars, Buddhists, and Taoist people were the masters of people when they were doing it.

But now, Su Xun took them to kill the scholars first, and now he killed the Buddhist leader Lotus Temple.

It really made him feel free and dripping, and he was full of admiration and reverence for Su Xun.

Cleaning the battlefield, there is still one person alive.

Su Xun said lightly.

Anyone else? The commander was taken aback.

Su Xun didn't explain, he stepped out and disappeared in place.

Immediately afterwards, a huge sword beam slashed at a Buddhist pagoda on the mountain behind the Lotus Temple.

Martial Saint of Lotus Temple!

The commander reacted instantly.

The pagoda was directly cut off by Su Xun's sword.

Who is arrogant in Lotus Temple!

With an angry shout, a figure flew out from the ruins of the stupa.

This person is not bald, with long messy gray hair, and the cassock on his body is torn, thin, and his eyes are deep but radiant.

He is the ancestor of Lotus Temple, a martial sage who has lived for more than 400 years.

The reason why I closed the deadlock is because there are still decades to go, so I want to try if I can break through.

After entering the Martial Saint Realm, he has a life expectancy of 500 years, and every time he breaks through a small stage, it will increase by a hundred years.

Therefore, the peak of the Martial Saint Realm can live for at least nine hundred years.

But in the Martial Saint Realm, every breakthrough is as difficult as reaching the sky. For example, this Lotus ancestor entered the Martial Saint Realm for hundreds of years, but it has been stuck in the initial stage, and it is difficult to advance.

I specially called you out, just to tell you that Lotus Temple is finished.

Su Xun looked at the Lotus ancestor and said lightly.

Smelling the faint blood in the air, Ancestor Lotus stared at Su Xun with crimson eyes.

Who did it!

What do you think? Su Xun smiled, his voice fell, and his figure instantly turned into a streamer and shot, and punched out: Anyway, forcing out of the customs will definitely kill you, just let me see Wu Sheng's life before he dies. Strength is good.

Shuzi is arrogant!

Ancestor Lianhua was furious, his true anger was violent, and he punched him directly.

Forced out, he would soon die, so he wanted to avenge the Lotus Temple before he died.

boom!

The fists of the two collided in the air, and an air explosion erupted from the collision of infuriating energy and divine power. Yu Wei spread out to the surroundings, several big trees collapsed directly, and the houses in the two halls were directly blown away.

Martial Saints are so terrifying.

Looking at this scene, the faces of the four royal consecrators, the commander of the embroidered clothing guards, the commander of the Tenglong Army and others all turned pale.

Yu Wei alone can make them feel palpitations.

Although there is only a big difference between the master realm and the martial saint realm, it is like the difference between a god and a mortal, and it cannot be surpassed.

Wu Sheng!

Ancestor Lianhua was also horrified. What happened to him during the years of seclusion?

Why is there such a young Martial Saint in the world?

Wu Sheng? What a piece of shit!

Su Xun smiled arrogantly, the fear when he first entered this world was instantly dissipated.

Because he just fought, he has already tested the strength of Wu Sheng.

Not as good as myself, and far less than myself.

It seems that he still overestimated the force value of this world.

No, to be precise, this world is already very strong, because warriors are running everywhere.

But who made him a god?

Meeting him is the most desperate thing for a warrior in this world.

You are useless, so you can die.

Su Xun looked at Ancestor Lotus with killing intent in his eyes.

Ignorance junior, today the Buddha will let you know that there is a difference between Wu Sheng and Wu Sheng!

Ancestor Lotus was furious and took the initiative.

Su Xun was not afraid and went straight to meet him.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The two fought each other in the void, and the surrounding houses and trees collapsed, and the range continued to expand.

The Xiuyiwei and Tenglong Army on the mountain kept retreating to prevent Yu Wei from affecting them.

My God, give you death.

A voice resounded through the heavens and the earth, and the mighty gods were like ocean waves surging and swallowing everything in the world, causing everyone on the Lotus Mountain to kneel uncontrollably.

A giant sword appeared behind Su Xun, pointing straight at the sky, as if it was about to split the whole world.

After knowing that the highest force in this world is not his opponent, Su Xun is too lazy to pretend.

He is a god emperor, and he doesn't need a vest.

Ancestor Lotus looked pale.

The middle stage of Wu Sheng? Or later? peak?

He guessed Su Xun's strength over and over again in his heart, and was already desperate.

boom!

The great sword fell.