Supreme Soldier King City Tour

Chapter 436 The Old Monk's Overbearing
"Buddha, after this incident, the disciple will definitely apologize by chanting sutras for three days."

The old monk was enveloped by a skynet intertwined with gunfire, and no one in the Black God Mercenary Corps had wiped out countless difficult opponents with this special formation.

Their Black God Mercenary Corps can achieve today's reputation, all thanks to their hard work with these brutal methods.

Jack Luo also participated in it. He was slapped by the old monk, and his chest still feels tight and painful.

This qi must come out with the blood of the old monk.

As the deputy head of the Black God Mercenary Corps, he maintained his position thanks to his own ferocity and strength.

If he was wounded by an inconspicuous old monk in Huaxia, how would he gain a foothold in the mercenary organization if it got out.

Only by killing this old monk can he relieve his hatred and at the same time preserve his reputation.

And Wu Xuan and that woman were probably hiding in the temple.

After he got rid of the old monk, he burned the whole temple to see whether they would die or not.

Jack Luo made the gunfire net more intense and turbulent, filling the air with gunpowder smoke.

He even took out two hands and threw them to the old monk.

The old monk didn't care about this, he narrowed his eyes slightly, kept that indifferent smile on his cheeks, and clasped his hands in front of his chest.

At this moment, these pear blossoms rained bullets, as if he was in control of them alone.

The old monk seemed to be standing still, but actually he was on the battlefield.

With an imperceptible terrifying and miraculous pace, it landed everywhere.

The bullets shot the ground full of holes, but the old monk was unscathed.

"boom."

The violent explosion of the grenade caused the mountain to cry, and the dust and smoke cleared away, but Jack Luo's pupils shrank.

Where they fought for a long time, there was no sign of the old monk at all.

"Amitabha."

Jack Luo reacted quickly. He drew out his long knife and slashed at his back with a backhand.

The muzzles of the five members of the Black God Mercenary Corps fell on the old monk's body in an instant, and then the tongues of flames burst out.

The clasped palms of the old monk suddenly parted, like a fierce long stick, hitting Jie Luo's wrist.

Jack Luo's face changed suddenly, he felt a numbness coming from his wrist, and he lost control of his palm in a short time.

The old monk understated it, and the other palm contained the meaning of Buddha, which was printed on the back of Jie Keluo's hand.

Jack Luo flew backwards in an instant, but the terrifying force did not cause him to suffer multiple injuries.

Wu Xuan was amazed in the dark, this old monk is definitely an eminent monk.

The splitting and closing of the clasped palms all contain the Buddha nature of the Dao, without any murderous intent, full of kindness.

He knew that the old monk had sympathy and support, otherwise he would be defeated by just relying on Jack Luo and these people, and he would be powerless to fight back.

The old monk finished dealing with Jack Luo and avoided the rain of bullets.

Then he even jumped out, with the aura of Buddhism, split into four figures, and his real body respectively attacked the five mercenary team members.

"Be careful." Jack Law yelled out immediately, but it was too late.

As soon as the five people found the figure of the old monk's big Buddha, they realized that they could not move, and then the old monk's clasped palms fell.

"The sea of ​​bitterness has no limit, if you turn your head and keep going, why bother asking for it?"

The old monk sighed, that voice seemed to come from the Western Paradise of Ultimate Bliss, which made people feel relieved.

It seems that people want to give up everything they are fighting for and go with the old monk.

His palm contained the power of compassion, and when it landed on the firearms of the five members of the Black God Mercenary Corps, the destructive weapon instantly collapsed.

The five members of the Black God Mercenary Corps were a little stupid, and then smiled in relief.

There was more Buddha nature on their faces, they discarded their guns and gave up their resistance.

Poseidon, the god of the sea, did not make a move, he observed quietly.

It was finally discovered that the old monk's strength was unfathomable, even stronger than him.

Poseidon didn't dare to act rashly, he knew that Buddhists didn't like to kill, but if he really provoked the other party, the consequences would be disastrous.

Jack Luo roared in astonishment: "Are you all fucking crazy?"

This voice was full of murderous intent, and the five of them came back to their senses in an instant, and their bodies were full of murderous intent.

The old monk sighed, and said: "Your murder is too serious, the Buddha is not willing to spare you, and the old monk can't save you."

Jack Luo yelled, he didn't believe in this evil.

With a sharp knife in hand, he surrounded and killed the old monk with five people.

The sharp knife exposed the forest light, and he attacked the old monk's side waist.

Under the moonlight, the sharp knife showed a strange arc.

Five people killed the old monk everywhere, since long-distance can't hurt him at all, how about melee.

The sharp knives of their Black God Mercenary Corps are all specially made.

On the tip of the knife, there are tiny jagged barbs arranged in rows, and there is a hidden blood-drinking groove.

Once a person is stabbed by a sharp knife, he will bleed continuously. If he tries to pull out the sharp knife, he will definitely bring out a large piece of flesh and blood.

It is precisely this kind of murderous weapon that gave their Black God Mercenary Corps a terrifying reputation, and thus gained a great reputation in the dark world of the West.

Wu Xuan also recognized these sharp knives, which were disapproved by many people, and were truly sharp weapons for killing.

The old monk remained indifferent, he was like a giant Buddha sitting like a bell, allowing Jack Luo and the others to kill him.

When the sharp knife was only an inch away from him, the palm stretched out, as fast as lightning, and bounced off the sharp knife.

All of a sudden, Jack Luo's expression changed drastically, and the sharp knife was out of control, and was thrown out by the old monk, directly sinking into the tree trunk.

Wu Xuan hid in the dark, already surprised: "Terrible, it's really terrifying!"

At this moment, Jack Luo felt that the danger was coming, and he intended to retreat.

However, he still hesitated for a step, but the palm of the old monk fell quietly.

This time there was no merciful intention, and Jack Luo flew upside down in an instant.

He felt that his blood was surging and he couldn't lift his strength.

The deputy head of the Black God Mercenary Group, who dominated overseas battlefields, was defeated just like that.

He was defeated by a monk!
This is extremely ridiculous!

All of a sudden, the five members of the Black God Mercenary Corps flew upside down and were defeated by the old monk's power.

"Amitabha, good is good."

The old monk put his hands together and stood in front of the temple.

Under the moonlight, the whole body exudes a faint light of Buddha charm.

Jack Luo looked at the invincible old monk in shock, and his heart was full of turmoil.

If it was said that he was too careless before and was attacked by the old monk, but now?

With his own strength, the old monk easily defeated the elite of the Black God Mercenary Corps.

Isn't this level of strength too terrifying!

Jack Luo rolled his eyes at the old monk in fear, and there was a look of madness in his eyes.

Since you can't deal with the old monk, then burn this ruined temple and see what else he can do.

He immediately ordered his men to prepare for a fire attack!
Jie Luo said ferociously: "Old monk, we don't have the same knowledge as you, so hand him over, otherwise I will burn down the temple and see what you can do."

The flames of evil were burning in the hands of the Black God Mercenary Group, waiting for Jake Luo's order at any time to bathe the temple in a sea of ​​flames and burn it to ashes.

The old monk slowly opened his eyes, and the Buddha's rhyme flowed, he said calmly: "The person you want is here, whoever dares to take a step forward... waste!"

(End of this chapter)