Shamanism kills the god

"Hehe, if you can't be fooled, you will use force to force you. Is this... the great compassion of your Tianchan sect?"

Facing the coercion of the two boys, Mu Feng smiled coldly, his figure tall and straight. .|

With a shock under his feet, a huge blood-colored wheel appeared again, and a pair of hideous blood-colored battle armor appeared on his body, full of blood, resisting the coercion of the two boys.

The three masters of Tianyin are powerful, just two young boys are already so powerful, let alone Master Tianyin who has practiced for an unknown number of years.However, no matter how powerful the three of them are, Mu Feng secretly swore that he must kill Jing Xu, that bald donkey today!

As a great blood-refining witch, he enters the Dao with killing and carries the Dao with blood, and there is no room for a grain of sand in his eyes.

Today, if you say you want to kill the Jingxu bald donkey, you will never let him live until tomorrow!It is absolutely impossible to let him linger on, and continue to do evil and stir up trouble in the future!

"Hold the lamp, hold the scriptures, both of you stand down!"

Just when the war was about to break out, Master Tianyin ordered the two boys to retreat.Looking up and down Mu Feng with great interest, looking at the blood wheels under his feet and the blood armor on his body, thoughtfully, "I didn't expect that the benefactor has such a profound attainment in Buddhism. He was born with Buddha's roots. It's a pity to join our Buddhist sect. I don't know how to call this benefactor?"

Faced with Mu Feng's rudeness, the boy holding the lamp and the boy holding scriptures were furious, but Master Tianyin remained calm.There is no anger, no anger, just feel the scorching blood in Mu Feng's body, only a faint doubt.

"Scholar Jianning, Mu Feng!"

Mu Feng bowed slightly to salute, did not change his surname while sitting, and did not change his name when walking, he was frank and frank.Seeing the two boys retreating, their flags and drums quieted down, their hearts moved, and the bloody blood wheels and blood armor quickly disappeared.

"Okay, okay, I really have the breath of a scholar on my body, and I have the strength of a scholar!"

Master Tianyin nodded, and looked Mu Feng up and down again, with a little more appreciation in his eyes.After a pause, he then asked, "The benefactor is neither arrogant nor humble, and his conversation is good. He must come from a rich family. I wonder what is the relationship with Mu Zhenren from Jianning Mu Mansion?"

Master Mu?

In Mu Feng's mind, he quickly thought of the old Patriarch who was blind and ruthless in sticking to the Dao.After hesitating for a moment, he said vaguely, "That's a late-born elder."

"Okay, okay, I see!"

Master Tianyin nodded, his eyes were deep, and he seemed to see through the hesitation in Mu Feng's heart at a glance.

Shaking his head, he sighed and continued, "Buddhism is merciful. Monks should be merciful. If you don't see death, you can't save it. However, Mr. Mu, what you said is also reasonable. The villain Jingxu has a lot of sins. After the Great Joy of the Chinese Forbidden Dharma, he escaped from the mountain gate and went to the mortal world to do evil. He deserved his crime. The poor monk has no way to teach him. He has retreated and meditated for many years, but he didn’t stop it in time. Yes. Young master Buddha root is extraordinary, and my Buddha is destined, before leaving, poor monk might as well give young master a word."

"Oh, what word?" Mu Feng was a little surprised.

Master Tianyin smiled and took off his cassock without saying a word.Not seeing him make any movements, the cassock in his hand quickly shrunk to the size of a palm, and he took out a blue candle from the lantern in the hand of the lantern boy.Using the cassock as paper and the cyan wax oil as the pen, write down a large character of 'kill'.

"To kill means not to kill, and not to kill means to kill! If you have time in the future, young master, you might as well read this word more!"

Master Tianyin handed the small cassock to Mu Feng, he laughed, rolled up his wide sleeves, and left with the two boys holding the lamp and holding the scriptures.Even the Heavenly Zen Wheel that rolled down on the ground disappeared, and there was only Jingxu who could not move in the secret room.

"No... Master, save me, save me..."

Looking at the secret room that was empty in the blink of an eye, Monk Jingxu let out a stern cry, his voice hoarse.

the more you hope, the harder you fall.

The moment Master Tianyin appeared, he was very excited and saw the hope of getting out of trouble and even recovering from his injuries.

No matter how powerful the killing god Mu Feng is, he is only a small mortal cultivator, can he still compete with an elder of the Tianchan sect?

The answer is obvious, absolutely impossible!

Monk Jingxu guessed the beginning, but he didn't expect the ending.

The master brought the two boys to appear at a critical moment, but he didn't take him away, leaving him to face Mu Feng, the murderous god, without moving!

From the beginning to the end, Mu Feng won the victory without making a move!

"Don't kill me, Mr. Mu, no, master, please don't kill me..."

Jing Xu, who fell from the clouds to the ground all of a sudden, begged again, "As long as you let me go, I can be your most loyal servant for generations to come! Mr. Mu, please, don't let me go!" Kill me, I don't want to die, I don't want to die..."

In order to survive, Monk Jingxu abandoned his dignity and could pay any price.

After hundreds of years of painstaking practice, the breakthrough to the second level of Great Joy Zen is only a little bit away.As long as you break through smoothly, you can reverse your fate once and reshape your golden body.At that time, he will be the emissary of the Great Joyful Buddha walking in the world, and the billions of beautiful women in the world will all be his copper furnace.

Seeing that he was about to break through, but he was about to die in Mu Feng's hands, he was not reconciled, really not reconciled!

"If I knew this earlier, why bother!"

Seeing Jing Xu begging bitterly and crying in pain, Mu Feng shook his head.A cold light flashed in his eyes, and he slammed down the heavy sword in his hand.

puff……

After a muffled sound, the world was cleared.

The evil monk Jingxu did not die with his eyes closed, because his eyes could no longer be seen, and his eyes, nose, mouth and ears were all patted together with his head into a pulp.During his lifetime, he committed a lot of crimes and ruined countless women from good families; after his death, he didn't even have a whole body!

Heart like a rock!

Mu Feng would not easily strike a person who should not be killed; a person who deserved to die, no matter how pitiful he looked, would never waver, without a trace of sympathy!

Sympathy for the wicked is the violation, even massacre, of the good!

The Poison Sect and his party made him more mature and determined!

ho...

After killing the old bald donkey Jing Xu neatly, Mu Feng shouted loudly, and stretched out his hand to grab Kong Kong.Jingxu's body withered quickly, and at the same time, a bloody bead appeared in his hand.A gust of cold wind blew by, and a booklet fell from Jingxu's dry body.When I picked it up, there were a few large characters "Da Huan Xi Zen" scrawled on the cover.

The handwriting is scribbled and the paper is yellowed. It seems that Jing Xu, an old bald donkey, secretly copied it when he escaped from the Tianchan gate.Mu Feng opened it and saw that there were some unsightly patterns inside. Arrows were drawn on the bodies of men and women.Below the pattern, there is also a record of the corresponding heart method.

"Great Joy Zen?"

Mu Feng muttered to himself, just about to set fire to burn this evil practice book; suddenly, there were faint calls from the ground, as if someone had rushed over.After pondering for a while, he quickly hid the blood beads and booklet next to his body, and rushed out with the black inscription epee.