Supreme Soldier King City Tour

Chapter 453

"There is no limit to the sea of ​​bitterness, turn your head and keep going, this old man will give you one last chance to reverse, if you don't retreat quickly, don't blame my ruthless subordinates!"

Monk Jingchen's voice was loud and resonant, as if coming from the great blissful heaven, the Sanskrit sound was gurgling, and an angry force spread to the ears of dozens of security personnel.

Their bodies trembled slightly, but the gunfire in their hands still did not stop, and instead became more ferocious.

"As Mr. Jin said, surround and kill the two of them, leaving no one alive, and set fire to them!"

The security personnel shouted, under the training of the Jin family's strong financial resources, they are extremely orderly, and they are all dead soldiers.

Wu Xuan was very surprised, even the old monk's heartfelt Buddhist voice only made the other party pause for a second, which showed his utter devotion to the Jin family.

He is merciless and not a Buddhist.

Wu Xuan was not like the old monk who was merciful again and again, and never tolerated the damned.

Dragon-scale blood daggers circled up, and under the mobilization of Wu Xuan's cold sharpness, they slit a person's throat.

"Senior, this group of people are all outlaws, they can't be converted, so there is no need to show mercy." Wu Xuan shouted.

The rain of bullets and fire was so dense that Wu Xuan had to try his best to dodge when he finished shouting, and the dragon-scale blood dagger shot out angrily.

The sharp rays pierced through several people and just stopped, Wu Xuan went on to charge out again.

"Amitabha."

Monk Jingchen let go of his folded palms, and his eyes opened suddenly, casting a ruthless light.

Compared with Wu Xuan's killing, he left room for every palm before, not fatal.

But the other party was still relentless, and when he stood up, he started to kill, which really angered Monk Jingchen.

Monk Jingchen waited for the opportunity to move, and the speed of the attack was faster than before, revealing a hidden move.

"The old monk said earlier that if you don't hand over my disciple, you will go to hell. Looking at it now, I have to kill the old monk!"

A wave of anger surged from Monk Jingchen, which frightened several security personnel.

Because behind the old monk, the looming golden Buddha appeared faintly. The golden Buddha was merciful, but at this moment his eyes were tightly closed.

Monk Jingchen moved, with every palm, his inner strength surged, and a person flew out backwards, vomited out all the blood, and his muscles and bones were shattered!
Wu Xuan was stunned, stunned in his heart, this old monk got angry, it was much more fierce than himself.

He laughed loudly and said: "Your Jin family are really good at making seniors angry!"

Monk Jingchen's eyes suddenly turned cold!
Wu Xuan didn't stop, and the first three moves of the Nine Transformations of the Sky were performed to the extreme. Based on the dragon scale blood dagger, he played with unparalleled momentum.

The security personnel were swept away, and blood stained the resplendent meeting hall red, revealing a miserable cloud under the lights.

"It's good, it's good. After I go back, I will definitely chant sutras for you for three days, wash away your sins, and go all the way."

Monk Jingchen made Wu Xuan dumbfounded. He clearly murdered without blood in his hands, and was very fierce, but his mouth faintly revealed words of intolerance and sorrow. His slightly squinted eyes showed no emotion.

"The lackey of the Jin family, death is not a pity."

Wu Xuan felt that he was much more real than the old monk, with one knife, one punch, one pair, killing people ruthlessly, even weapons were hacked to pieces.

He never showed mercy to his enemies, because the other party's purpose was to take the lives of the two of them. If he was more kind, he would be the one who died.

"puff."

After Wu Xuan's dragon-scale blood dagger drank the blood of the last security guard, the roaring battle finally subsided.

"Hmph." Wu Xuan breathed a sigh of relief quietly. The dozens of security personnel were killed by him and the old monk. If they failed to fulfill Mr. Jin's wish, the other party would probably be very disappointed.

He smiled easily and said: "Senior, it seems that I have a slight advantage over you in killing miscellaneous fish."

Monk Jingchen put his hands together quickly and said: "Amitabha, I have taken refuge in my Buddha. This is a battle, and I have never had any interest in it. It is understandable for the donor to win."

Wu Xuan waved his hands boredly, and said, "I just don't know, what else is this old man of the Jin family going to do?"

Monk Jingchen found a place not stained by blood and sat down, and said, "I think they will have some scruples."

At this moment, Mr. Jin was standing outside the conference hall. When he heard that there was no sound in the room, his eyes lit up.

Just as he was about to open the door for discussion, he suddenly felt something was wrong.

"Why is there no movement at all? If they are really killed, there should be a response." Mr. Jin frowned.

He was in a bit of distress, and he didn't know whether to go in to find out, and he began to feel uneasy in his heart.

Because he smelled a strong smell of blood!

"Jin Jiaer and others, why are you standing outside the door, can you come in and discuss a few words?"

The complexion of old man Jin changed suddenly, it was the old monk's voice, which means...

With anxiety in his heart, he pushed the door of the meeting open, and the bloody scene he saw made him furious and shocked!
There were corpses all over the floor, and blood dyed the meeting hall golden red, which was extremely bleak and full of more than 50 security personnel.

"You... I really underestimated you."

Mr. Jin was filled with emotion, that the opponent was not injured at all under such a fierce attack.

However, the Jin family lost more than [-] security personnel. It is conceivable which of them suffered the most.

Monk Jingchen snorted coldly: "If you dare to provoke me again, it will be the time when your Jin family will be wiped out!"

Mr. Jin said disdainfully: "Old monk, stop coaxing people, your disciple is in my hands, can you still turn the world upside down?"

Monk Jingchen glared angrily, and instantly landed on Mr. Jin.

Mr. Jin's heart suddenly rose to his throat, and he became uneasy.

Suddenly, he felt an oppressive sense of death throbbing. Being stared at by the old monk, he seemed to lose his life at any moment.

Monk Jingchen withdrew his gaze, put his palm lightly on the table, and said: "I have warned you about the Jin family, if I want to, I can take your life before you give the order, and turn the Jin family upside down. , can my disciple still be injured?"

After saying that, the huge and thick wooden table fell apart in an instant!
Wu Xuan gasped, and couldn't help admiring the old monk's strength, it was really terrifying.

Mr. Jin's heart twitched, he swallowed, as if the wooden table was his own Jin family, which was torn apart by the old monk.

He completely understood at this moment, this monk Jingchen is really amazing!
The former **** of hell was not something the Jin family could easily provoke.

Mr. Jin smiled awkwardly, and said: "Why did the old man make such a fuss? I just wanted to see the power of the senior. Now it seems that it is really powerful. How about it? I will immediately invite the little master to let you You are so well together."

(End of this chapter)