Super death chest system

Chapter 1058 Killing

"The monks in the Putuo Temple pretend to be eminent monks on the surface. Who would have thought that they are actually a group of filthy and innocent monks."

Su Jin looked indifferently at the gorgeous and majestic temples on the top of the mountain. Through the information from the Zhenhai Security Bureau, he knew how unbearable this Putuo Temple is. women.

In fact, many women who came to ask for a child were insulted by the monks in the temple. Some women committed suicide due to the humiliation, but most of them chose to hide it. There was a brave woman who dared to ignore the eyes of the world. He revealed the truth about Putuo Temple, but the obscene monks of Putuo Temple colluded with the government to silence him, and even his family members died as a result.

Over time, I don't know how many women have been victimized, and this Putuo Temple is still at large.

"Don't leave chickens and dogs."

Su Jin gave the order lightly, and in no time, 81 warriors walked like flying, and within a few ups and downs, they had already rushed into the temple.

The next moment, Su Jin smelled the smell of blood, and knew how many lewd monks were still sleeping, so they were beheaded.

Su Jin does not intend to intervene in this operation.

He personally trained them for a month, if even a small Putuo Temple can't be wiped out, what's the use of this group of people.

Even with his strong blood energy, he could sense that deep in the temple, there was a very powerful existence, and he was indeed a strong master.

But he was getting old, and his blood energy began to fail.

Such a grandmaster, how could it be more suitable for those seven best people to practice their hands.

"Presumptuous, who dares to be good at my Putuo Temple!"

In the middle of the night, a furious roar resounded through the sky, and someone finally discovered the intruder.

"Kill!"

"An enemy is coming!"

"Beast, no matter who you are, if you kill my Putuo Temple disciples, you will never return."

Countless monks woke up from their sleep and took up weapons to meet the enemy.

However, even with the preparations, under the killing of the men in black, these obscene monks were still like wheat blown by the autumn wind, killing one after another.

On the corridors of the temple, between the courtyards, and in the square, there are corpses dripping in pools of blood everywhere. The lewd monks who used to bring countless nightmares to those good women in the past are full of fear and despair on their faces.

"Who are you? My Putuo Temple has no grievances or enmities with you. Why do you want to attack my Putuo Temple!"

The abbot of Putuo Temple, an old innate master, with a compassionate face and the temperament of a great virtuous monk, clasped his hands together, and slowly said to a man in black wearing a cloak.

His eyes were calm, but there was a hint of anger in the depths. Putuo Temple is the top sect in Lizhou. There are masters sitting in it.

What shocked him even more was that although there were not many people in this group of men in black, they were all first-class masters, especially those men in black who were wearing capes, who were innate masters far beyond the same level.

When did such a force emerge in Lizhou?

Could it be that the forces of other states are not successful?
The abbot of Putuo Temple had an ugly face, and asked the man in black in the cloak in front of him: "Who are you?"

To the abbot's surprise, the voice of the man in black was charming and moving: "The concubine's name has long been abandoned, and now the abbot can call the concubine number six."

"Number six?"

The abbot was taken aback for a moment, he didn't expect that this innate master was actually a woman.

The next moment, he had no time to be distracted, his vision suddenly went dark, and the figure of the woman rushed towards the abbot like a cheetah. With a flick of the cloak, he spun violently, and the hood that covered the sky and the sun fell down.

"Presumptuous, this old man is going to cast down demons today!"

The abbot was furious, his palms were like catching a dragon, and he grabbed the cloak through the air, trying to pierce the cloak and at the same time tear the woman in front of the cloak to pieces.

Not only the next moment, he sensed that the tyrannical aura in front of him suddenly disappeared.

"not good!"

The abbot's face changed drastically, and the next moment, he sensed the woman's aura appearing behind him.

"You've been fooled, obscene monk." The woman smiled charmingly, and slapped out her palm, but her gentle energy easily dispelled the abbot's fierce and boundless blood, and hit him on the abbot's body.

The abbot had already mobilized his whole body to meet the enemy, even if a big mountain hit his body, it would not be able to hurt his body, but after being hit by this palm, his fierce blood was unable to resist There was no room for him, blood gushed out of his mouth, and he slammed into the spinning cloak.

Ah!
The abbot's body was immediately engulfed by the cloak, and he let out an incomparably shrill scream. The violently spinning cloak was like a meat grinder, grinding the abbot into countless pieces of meat.

The strength dissipated, and the cloak was not even stained with blood. The last bit of strength was exhausted, and it flew towards No. [-].

No. [-] didn't look at it, but turned around, and the cloak happened to fall on No. [-]'s back, and it was put on No. [-]'s body.

"Abbot of Putuo Temple, that's all."

Number Six stuck out his tongue and licked the alluring red lips, a bloodthirsty gleam appeared in his beautiful eyes, and he walked into the depths of the temple.

At this moment, the entire Putuo Temple is already screaming for killing, and killings are everywhere.

However, the Sutra Pavilion was extremely quiet.

There were only a few monks leaning on the ground as if they were sleeping.

If someone checks their pulse, it will be found that these people are already dead.

Su Jin just walked slowly in the Sutra Pavilion, flipping through the books in the Sutra Pavilion one by one.

"There are 26 books of innate martial arts, 72 books of high-grade martial arts, and none of king-level martial arts?"

Su Jin frowned. It seemed that Wang-level martial arts was hidden elsewhere.

"Forget it, let's get all these martial arts first."

Su Jin shook his head. Although the monks in Putuo Temple are scumbags, their martial arts come from Buddhism after all, and they have their own merits. They are worth learning.

Su Jin's collection of martial arts now, in addition to completing the task, is actually of great help to himself.

If one wants to become a master of martial arts, of course one has to study hundreds of schools, even some low-level martial arts have essences worth absorbing.

In this way, he slowly and calmly flipped through the martial arts here.

In the outside world, at this moment, an old figure had to appear.

"Amitabha, this old monk has been closed to death for many years. Today, Putuo Temple is facing the disaster of being destroyed, but he has to go out of the mountain to subdue the devil."

The old monk sighed, but the majestic Qi and blood swept wildly, like a raging beast.

Opposite him, the people in black looked wary and slowly dispersed. Then, seven figures in cloaks came out and looked at the old monk. There was no fear in their eyes, but a fighting intent.

The old monk looked at the seven figures, and his eyes became serious. Although these seven were only innate masters, each of them was full of energy and blood, extremely solid, and even among the innate, they were top-notch.

Although he is a master and strong man, he is already old and exhausted, so he may not be able to easily take down these seven people.

(End of this chapter)