Dragon Sword Emperor

Chapter 85 Garbage, what's the use of keeping it (three more)

Without even looking straight at him, Han Yueying took advantage of the trend and threw her out of Yong'an Pavilion.

"what!"

After being stunned for a moment, those who came to burn incense and worship Buddha suddenly let out a sharp scream, and then all fled towards the outside of Yong'an Pavilion.

"what happened?"

At this moment, more than a dozen monks holding long sticks ran in again from the outside, looking aggressive.

"This is the man, maybe he has something to do with the old man Wuchen, kill him!" The monk said coldly, without any hesitation at all, although he is a monk, it can be seen that he has done a lot of murder, and he covered it up with a murderous look Can't live.

Several monks showed sinister smiles, they couldn't help but step forward together, and the long sticks in their hands slammed towards Han Yueying fiercely, with extremely fast speed and the sound of howling wind.

A cold look flashed across Han Yueying's eyes, she stood on the spot without retreating half a centimeter, caught the two long sticks coming first with both hands, pulled back forcefully, and kicked suddenly sideways, so powerful that the person who was kicked The monk flew out and bumped into another person beside him.

The few remaining monks looked shocked, and aimed at Han Yueying with all their strength.

Dangdang!
The long stick hit the ground fiercely, making a small crack, but the faces of the three of them were pale.

Because Han Yueying was still standing where they laid down just now, but now she disappeared like a ghost.

"I don't think your hands will be used for meditating and hunting wooden fish, so what's the use of keeping them."

A devil-like sound sounded behind the three of them, click, click, a few crisp sounds sounded, and the two monks screamed in pain, their hands fell on both sides of their bodies like puppets, and they were completely unconscious.

"Little boy, do you know that this is the territory of the Jiang family, and you are reckless here, no matter how many lives you have, it is not enough for you!"

"damn thing!"

Han Yueying snorted coldly, and saw sword shadows covering the sky and covering the ground, and even the surrounding air became ice-cold. Countless sword shadows pierced through the monk's body, and instantly blood splattered everywhere, staining the entire ground red.

"Help!"

The remaining monk was so frightened that he was at a loss and wanted to run out the door with a loud cry.

Taking advantage of the situation, Han Yueying kicked behind the two of them, and with a bang, slammed into the two doors, closing the doors just in time, blocking the way of the fleeing monk.

"Answer the question if you don't want to die." Han Yueying said coldly, there was absolutely no room for negotiation in the words, and the supreme aura was irresistible.

"I'll listen to you, young master. Let me go." The monk immediately knelt in front of Han Yueying and begged for mercy.

"When was Master Wuchen's Spirit Tablet removed?"

"We don't know too well. But at least it has been decades."

Another monk said: "I heard that it seems that the old man, no, no, after he fell from the Shadow Saint, Master Wuchen's spirit card was removed, saying that it is not allowed to display the murderous demons like Han Yueying." spiritual position"

When Han Yueying heard the words of these monks, her heart felt a sudden pain.

It's all because of my own reasons, so the dust-free spiritual tablet no longer exists. For a hundred years, let alone accepting people's incense and offerings, even the spiritual tablet is not here.

Han Yueying grabbed the collar of a monk in front of him and lifted it up, and said coldly, "Then, is Master Wuchen's spirit tablet still in the temple now?"

"This" the monk was a little hesitant, his eyes wandering away and he didn't dare to look at the shadow of the cold moon.

Puchi!

The Ghost Coiled Sword pierced through the man's heart fiercely, and then threw it aside like trash.

At this time, all the monks seemed to be in the cold ice pool, trembling all over, knelt forward one after another, and said: "It was the abbot of Jianghua who was burned this time. He said that this kind of garbage left It occupies a place in the ancestral hall. So just"

"Where are the others now?"

"The abbot is usually not in the temple, maybe in which restaurant, because we usually don't dare to ask, so we are not sure."

"Jiang Hua." Han Yueying repeated in her heart, and had already put this person on the must-kill list.

"Young master, we've already told you everything we know, let us go."

Several monks were crying and crying with tears streaming down their faces, and they still had no trace of their arrogance at the beginning.In the past hundred years, the appearance of this Golden Kong Temple has become more and more resplendent, but the people here have turned into dog-like things one by one, turning the Golden Kong Temple into a smoky place, and those who worshiped All the incense money was spent on spending time and wine.

"Let's let you go? What's the use of you doggy things."

As soon as Han Yueying finished speaking, the bloody light flashed across the Yong'an Pavilion, and the bright red blood was like a rain of blood, turning Yong'an Pavilion into a blood-red area, with scattered corpses lying on the ground, everyone's eyes They were all staring wide, and before everyone came back to their senses, they were still in shock and lost their breath.

"What exactly happened?"

Not long after, monks from many temples before Yong'an Pavilion came here, and all of them were terrified to see the scene before them.

The corpses on the ground were lying on the ground in all directions, more than a dozen monks were lying in a pool of blood, and all the walls on the ground were covered with blood.

However, the spiritual tablets placed on the altar were not stained at all, and Han Yueying had a familiar name on them, so Han Yueying would not let the blood of those monks stain those spiritual tablets, because they were not worthy.

"Quickly inform the abbot."

"Yes."

At the same time, Han Yueying had already left the Golden Kong Temple.

A hundred years have passed, and in fact, when Han Yueying was above the Nine Heavens, Han Yueying never thought that she would be able to come back here.

But now that I am able to come back here, I feel that it is God's favor, but time flies and the world is fickle.It was because of his own reasons that Wuchen didn't even place the spiritual seat in the Golden Kong Temple where he had lived all his life, so that Han Yueying not only blamed himself, but also felt that there was something that had never happened before in his heart. past anger.

A hundred years ago, the Shadow Sage revered by the world had no father or mother, and was brought up by Wuchen. Since Hanyueying can remember, that kind smile has always been by his side. Until his death, Wuchen missed the most in his heart It's Han Yueying.

Therefore, Wuchen is the only close relative that Han Yueying cannot forget. Although there is no blood relationship, no one can replace Wuchen's position in Han Yueying's heart!

Now that the spiritual positions are all destroyed, how can Han Yueying not be angry.

"Master, do you want to go to the man named Jiang Hua?"

Bai Yujing could feel Han Yueying's killing intent, it was a restrained killing intent, far more terrifying and horrifying than the revealed killing intent.

A cold look flashed across Han Yueying's eyes, and she said in a deep voice, "His life must be taken!"

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