"I want to melt the donor's head. I don't know if the donor is willing?"

As the old monk's voice fell, the atmosphere at the scene suddenly changed, and a gust of wind suddenly hung on the ground.

Countless air-conditioners were thrown at Ye Chen and others.

"Old thing, I found out you're wrong!"

Lin Tai was furious and took the lead to punch the old monk with a fist, his fist roaring, and his shadow unpredictable, like a shell.

However, the old monk didn't look at it, just took a step forward, and at this step, a tide-like momentum broke out from him.

"puff!"

Under the impact of this momentum, Lin Taiji took a few steps backwards, couldn't help spitting a blood, and looked at the old monk again with astonishment.

Ye Chen once said that he had "Soul Killing in Shura Town" and some elixir for practice. At this time, he had broken through to the early stage of the spiritual gathering.

However, the old monk shook him back with mere momentum and burned all the internal organs, as if he had been burned by fire.

With this in mind, he hurriedly reminded: "Respect the Lord, watch out, this old thing is a bit scary!"

Ye Chen shook his head slightly and looked at the old monk: "Who sent you to kill me? Wumeng?"

"It's not the Wumeng League, I'm only here for myself!"

The old monk shook his head.

"Wushuang, kill!"

Ye Chen said a moment, then turned and walked into the car, looking extremely indifferent, as if narrating a very common thing.

But his sense of consciousness felt that there were countless ancient warriors hidden around him, and everyone's strength was not low.

The voice fell.

Ye Wushuang, who was still motionless, suddenly erupted a sword, and the invisible sword air surrounded him, forming a terrible storm of sword air around him, and the sound of Jian Xiao was permeated in the air.

"This son is Jian Wushuang? Really amazing talent!"

"Yes, I learned the sword at a young age, and I was able to differentiate the sword. It seems that the rumors are true!"

"Just don't know how Rinpoche of Miyin Temple responded?"

"Rinpoche became famous 50 years ago, and now he is the innate peak, the person closest to the threshold of martial arts supremacy, and even today Yang Junlin, who is the second in the Tianbang list, is not an enemy of his three moves, and he is also good at Tantric hard qigong, sword Wushuang's sword energy can't break his defense! "

"..."

Almost at the same time, the powerful men who were hiding in various corners talked about each other. They also came for the broken sectarian dandan after learning that Wumeng's killing order against Ye Nankang.

But everyone was hindered by Ye Nankang's reputation, and they chose silence by accident. Only the old monk couldn't help but stood up first.

Now that the old and the new are at war, one in their nineties and one in the eighteen, can't help making them secretly look forward to it.

"The Immortal Buddha!"

The old monk clasped his hands together, his face was dignified, and then he saw the whole body of his body shocked, like an umbrella, and the tide-like energy wrapped him around.

Most importantly, a golden energy shadow was formed on the side of him, covering him like a bronze bell.

"If you can break open my bell jar, I'll retreat!"

The old monk was compassionate and compassionate.

"You don't have to go, save your life!"

Ye Wushuang looked indifferent.

As soon as this word came out, those hidden strong men sneered and felt very disappointed. The most famous tantras in the Tibetan area are the lion roar and the golden bell jar. Whenever every lama cultivates, he will use the tantra's secret recipe. Holy medicine to strengthen the body.

Although Ye Wushuang is strong, he can tie with Rinpoche at most and want to kill him? Purely delusional, even the old monk shook his head slightly, and seemed to disagree with Ye Wushuang.

next moment.

A thunderbolt lights up, this is a swordlight, but the swordlight looks like electricity!

This sword light is getting brighter and brighter, like a thundering thunder that brightens the day, and the remaining light refracted by that sword light is even extremely glare.

this moment.

Everyone closed their eyes subconsciously.

"Oh!"

With the sound of a cracked flesh falling.

Everyone hurriedly opened their eyes and saw that there was an additional skull on the ground, and a headless corpse in a stern suit. The corpse still held the bowl and remained motionless.

The whole world is silent like death!

The old abbot of Miyin Temple, which is closest to the Supreme Budo, is extremely good at Rinpoche in the Admiralty.

One sword!

Just a sword!

There was no extra action, and then this sword, not only broke Rinpoche's bell jar, but even cut his head with a sword!

Everyone's heart jumped, and a chill came from their backs.

"Oh!"

Long sword back to sheath!

Ye Wushuang walked straight into the car, and there was a little more red blood on the white and flawless white clothes. The young man calmly said, "Brother, he is dead!"

Ye Chen bowed his head slightly, and then an amazing killing intention erupted from him. This killing intention spread out around him, making countless powerful men hiding in the dark waiting for opportunity to feel cold!

An indifferent voice sounded, "Who else wants to kill me, Ye? Stand up and let me see!"

This sound trembled for thousands of meters, extremely arrogant, overbearing, and not forever!

The air was dead.

No one speaks, and no one dares to speak!

"Drive!"

Ye Chen glanced at Lin Tai.

Lin Tai woke up at first dream, quickly got into the driver's seat, and started his car to slowly get out of the street.

No one dares to shoot again!

Even if they are the characters on the list, even if they withdraw from the list, they have studied for decades and are regarded as strange.

But now!

Unanimously chose silence!

Watching the car disappear before and after, an old man in a tattered robe jumped to the ground. This man looked at the body of the old monk and the direction in which the car disappeared.

"Sinister two sinners!"

"Wu Meng, this time it's been too bad!"

...

After Ye Chen and Ye Wushuang got on the plane, the two sat straight by the window. At this time, the plane was full of people.

As Wushuang sat down, he immediately attracted countless stunning eyes. In the whole cabin, regardless of men and women, turned back to look at him.

Apparently, she was shocked by Wushuang's handsome looks.

However, Ye Wushuang did not seem to feel these generalities, stood still, looked cold, and all exuded a breath of rejection thousands of miles away, which surprised many people and did not dare to say hello.

Ye Chen gave him a strange look and couldn't help laughing: "Sit with you, I feel very stressed!"

He is like a green leaf, which is set against the many red flowers of Wushuang, and there is a feeling of sourness in his heart.

Ye Wushuang smirked with a smile.

At this moment, the sound of the plane taking off was heard in the aircraft broadcast. A woman in a beige dress came over and looked down at Ye Chen. "I buy your seat, five hundred dollars!"

(Ps: chapter four, one more chapter!)