I take the unicorn to the world

Chapter 2842

The Fatong monk glanced at the big monks behind Wu Feng, and suddenly, the monk named Miaoqing stepped forward cautiously, picked up the Seven Star Longyuan Sword that Wu Feng had dropped on the ground, As soon as the weapon was put away, the monks immediately became more courageous. They knew that Wu Feng could not be trapped with ordinary ropes, so they found an iron chain as thick as an arm, and four or five monks He stepped forward and tied Wu Feng's five flowers together, and wrapped them around several times, almost the entire upper body was covered with iron chains.

Wu Feng stood there motionless, staring blankly at Zhou Ming who was on the ground. He had a cut in his head, and the blood kept flowing, but his chest was heaving slightly, which was enough to prove that he was still alive. After a while, Wu Feng said angrily: "If there is something wrong with my elder brother, I, Wu Feng, swear, I will wash Lingyin Temple with blood!"

The hatred in Wu Feng's eyes made Monk Fatong tremble in his heart. He believed that Wu Feng had this ability, so he couldn't help but look at Zhou Ming more, and then said: "Don't worry, Lingyin Temple doesn't want to kill him yet. You two, after all, our Lingyin Temple is also an authentic Buddhist sect, even if we want to kill you, we must let the heroes of the world know what unforgivable sin you have committed."

Just as the monk Fatong was talking, a big monk began to rummage through Wu Feng's belongings. The first thing that caught his attention was a black cloth package hanging from Wu Feng's waist. He exclaimed in surprise: "Master... Look at you, old man. They said they didn't kill Uncle Fawu. They just opened their eyes and said nonsense. This head is clearly Uncle Fawu's."

Master Fatong and the other great monks looked down, but saw that the bloody head was indeed the head of Master Fawu. When they raised their heads again, their eyes were full of murderous intent.

"Wu Feng! What else do you have to say? There are all human and material evidence, and my Uncle Fawu's head is on your body, yet you still keep denying that you didn't kill him!" Monk Miaoqing said viciously.

"Don't talk nonsense with him, murder to pay for life, debt to pay back money, this kid just kill him!" A big monk stood up directly, raised the Jie Dao in his hand, and chopped off at Wu Feng's head.

"Miaokong, stop!" Master Fatong sternly shouted.

Afterwards, his eyes fell on Wu Feng again, and he said gloomyly: "Wu Feng, originally you and Zhou Ming both said that you didn't kill Abbot Wu, and I also think that it is impossible for you to do such a thing. You stayed here only to find out the real culprit, and now, Abbot Fawu’s head has been found on your body, what else do you have to say? Do you still insist that you didn’t kill Abbot Fawu?”

"We didn't kill Abbot Fawu, and this head didn't belong to Master Fawu either." Wu Feng said lightly.

All the great monks were taken aback, and the monk Miaokong immediately picked up the human head and put it under the firelight for a closer look, his face was full of doubts, and finally turned into anger: "Wu Feng, you are too deceitful! Yes, the poor monk and Uncle Fawu have known each other for more than 20 years and get along day and night. The poor monk will not admit his appearance. This is definitely the head of my uncle Fawu. Things have come to such a point. Mouth full of orpiment!"

(End of this chapter)