Demon Recovery: Demolishing the Town Demon Temple at the beginning

"I'll tell you why I gathered all of them and stopped fighting with you." Chuhe looked at the crowd and shook his head.

"Because your opponent is me!"

Chu He looked at everyone with contempt, "Why do you need others to deal with you?"

"I alone is enough!"

mad!

Absolute madness!

To be able to say such things in front of Lei Yinshan and many Daoist leaders can only be described as crazy!

After Chuhe finished speaking, everyone remained silent for a long time.

Host Lei Yinshan's face twitched slightly.

After Chuhe destroyed the Demon Slaying Platform, he stood on the ruins of the holy land of Leiyin Mountain and said such words, which is undoubtedly a slap in the face!

And it's not using hands, but hitting the face with thorns, mercilessly!

The people standing behind Chuhe, such as Granny Baihua and others, all looked at Chuhe with adoration.

Long Weiling, the leader of the Five Immortals Sect, dressed in a wedding dress, looked at Chuhe excitedly. She was already Chuhe's nominal wife.

Although Chuhe didn't admit it, according to the rules of the five immortals, she already thought so.

Of course she was a little worried about Chuhe, but she believed more in the weight of what a man like Chuhe said.

"All members of the Five Immortals Sect obey orders, and no one is allowed to act without Chuhe's order." Long Weiling issued the order.

The girls from the Five Immortals Sect responded one after another.

Grandma Baihua nodded slightly.

Leaving the battlefield to a powerful person, and they only need to hide aside, is the greatest respect for that person!

Although Ah Qing can't understand some things now, she has absolute confidence in Chuhe.

But he didn't hide his worry, "Chuhe, if you can't beat them, I will shoot."

Ah Qing said behind Chuhe, "Then, kill them all to avenge you."

Chuhe didn't look back, but a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Can't beat them?" Chu He chuckled, "Ah Qing, you think too highly of these bald donkeys."

Chuhe turned his head to look at Wenjian and Fakong, and said calmly, "You didn't listen to my advice, you hurt Xiaohei, and even tried to kill Xiaohei in vain, I must settle this account with you."

"Now, enter the liquidation time!"

Chapter 125 Two Tigers

"You are too arrogant!"

Wen Jian immediately jumped up, and smashed down the Eight Treasures Zen Staff in his hand!

"Evil heretics, do you really think that you are invincible? Today, I will let you experience the consequences of my Buddha's angry words!"

Wen Jian, as the Holy Son of Leiyin Mountain, is very powerful, it can be said that he is second only to Abbot Fakong.

Moreover, he still held the Buddhist Supreme Treasure Eight Treasures Zen Staff in his hand, which raised his strength to a higher level.

Who among the people present can easily block this?

Yes, Chuhe!

I only saw that this looked earth-shattering, but it was directly blocked by Chuhe's gently raised Xiangfei flute.

boom!

There was a loud noise, followed by a shock wave that made people unsteady.

The Demon Slaying Platform, which lost the protection of the formation, suddenly became dusty!

Although Chuhe was attacked by such a huge force, he was still unmoved, not even bending his arms.

It's just that the ground under his feet was cracked open!

Ka Ka Ka!

The Monster Slaying Platform, which was already in ruins, was completely destroyed and turned into a pile of debris!

Just the power of the eight-treasure Zen stick completely shattered the Monster Slaying Platform!

Everyone exclaimed.

"So strong!"

"Is Chuhe dead?"

"No! He's not dead yet!"

After the smoke cleared, Chuhe was still standing there, looking like he was lifting weight lightly, this shocking blow didn't hurt him at all!

Hearing that his face changed, he quickly backed away.

But it was still too late.

Chuhe spit out a fixed word.

The Spirit-Binding Curse was issued instantly, and Wen Wen's originally smooth movements also stagnated for a moment.

And it is this moment that is fatal in a master's fight.

Subconsciously felt a chill in my heart when I heard it.

next moment.

Chuhe has appeared on his chest.

A palm mixed with the power of breaking mountains and cracking rocks, slapped him hard on the head!

"Boom!"

This time, he didn't slap Wenjian's head into his stomach, nor smashed Wenjian's head into pieces.

Instead, when it was patted on Wenjian's head, it made a melodious and magnificent sound like it was patted on a big clock.

Wen Jian also took this opportunity to retreat crazily.

Chuhe looked at his hands, and looked at Wenjian with some amusement.

All I saw was a huge red slap print on Wen Jian's head, and this slap print was still bulging.

It looks very funny.

Even the people who are watching the battle feel a little obedient.

Being scrutinized by so many people, I was even more annoyed when I heard it, "Chuhe! I will kill you!"

Chu He muttered to himself, "Golden Bell Cover?"

Regarding the golden bell cover, in the memory of Chuhe's previous life, it was a defensive martial art.

Although it can be regarded as powerful and superior in defensive martial arts, it is by no means a method of cultivating immortals.

And looking at the golden bell cast by Wenjian, it was able to block his full blow.

Although he only used his body's strength and did not use any other tricks, Chuhe thought that this shot was definitely not light.

How could it still block it?

It seems that this golden bell jar has some tricks.

Wen Jian heard the words "golden bell cover" from Chuhe's mouth, and his face changed, "Humph! Since you know that there is no Buddhist sect that I cultivated, and you forced me to use it, then you should know, You did not die unjustly!"

Chuhe had a strange expression on his face, "You have practiced a sandbag skill, and you are still very arrogant, aren't you?"

Since you want to be beaten, let you be beaten!

Chuhe didn't talk nonsense, and directly performed the five thunders!

There is no need for too many media, and there is no need for complicated formulas. In the hands of Chuhe, the Daomen's extinct five thunders are just like a small magic spell that can be cast directly and instantly!

No matter how fast Wenjian's speed is, it is impossible to be faster than lightning, and after Wenjian cast the golden bell cover, the speed also dropped a lot, and he simply couldn't resist the rapid lightning bolts!

As Chuhe launched the five thunders rectification method, the onlookers stepped back again.

Everyone looked at Wen Jian worriedly.

The abbot Fakong looked unhappy, and said in a deep voice, "The five thunders are just a small way, and they can't break through the defense of hearing and seeing."

He deliberately emphasized the name Wuleizhengfa, so that people who are still watching the live broadcast can easily think that this is a Taoist spell.

Ran Chenzi over there didn't say much, but his eyes became more and more serious.

Suddenly someone asked, "Let's go together! What morals are we talking about with this monster? Let's go together!"

That man yelled the most, but no one followed, and he himself didn't rush up.

Several cameras took close-ups of this person, another person in priestly robes.

This makes people who are watching the live broadcast can't help but say the word hypocrisy.

In fact, this person was only arranged by Lei Yinshan.

Fakong said at this time, "Although he is a demon, we must defeat him with dignity, and we are absolutely sure of defeating him!"

The reason why they don't rush forward is of course the consideration of superior speed. In fact, it is to give people in the world a concept.

That is, there are so many people from Chuhe Daomen that they can't solve it, but my Buddhist Leiyinshan can solve it with only one person!

Fakong wasn't too worried about hearing it, although it didn't look so smooth.

But he still believed in Wen Jian's strength, and even more believed in the Eight Treasures Zen Staff in Wen Jian's hand.

Chuhe didn't bother to listen to what they were saying, the controller thunder and lightning kept hitting Wen Jian's body.

After each thunderbolt hit Wen Jian's body, there would be faint invisible ripples, which seemed to have no harm to him.

But there was a sound like a bell striking.

Boom boom boom!

The sound came out continuously, even rhythmically.