Poor monk does not understand love

Chapter 133 Panic
The scene became dead silent.

When the dust fell to the ground, the already devastated ground appeared.

The ground of this compound collapsed nearly half a meter deep without any dead ends. The rockery, big trees, pavilions and pavilions all exploded and smashed into the earth, and the thirty people... none were spared.

The cool void began to smell thick and bloody, and blood began to soak out through the dust in the collapsed ground, showing a viscous state.

And in the center of the courtyard, Wang Mu was standing quietly, his smile unchanged.

"Aren't Buddhists supposed to be merciful? Why..." On the roof, Ah Hua frowned, unable to bear to look directly at the scene.

Wuwei was expressionless, only fixed his gaze on Wang Mu, and then slowly said after a while: "I think he did this to maintain his mercy, maybe...these people will not die, and more people will die."

The four people in the retro hall were stunned, what are you kidding, is this the strength that the Yuanshen period should have?God damn it!

The four of them were all pale, with their mouths slightly open, looking at Wang Mu in horror, their foreheads were sweating.

"What? Are you scared?" Wang Mu chuckled, and moved forward like a cloud. He looked at the sky, the ground, and the four people in the room, smiling even brighter, "Are you talking with them? Like everyone, because they are afraid of me, they kill me and my friends?"

"Amitabha..." Standing still at the door, Wang Mu nodded slightly again, standing with one palm on his chest, and muttered leisurely: "The poor monk shouldn't be contaminated with killing, but it doesn't mean that the poor monk is afraid of killing."

The four people inside couldn't understand what Wang Mu said, they just felt that they had encountered a psychopath whose cultivation was out of proportion to his strength!

"Stinky boy, don't be complacent!" Taking a deep breath, Long Xing drank tremblingly, and after finishing speaking, he took out a black token the size of a palm, and made a gesture to display his cultivation on the token.

The flame totem of the gate of hell is clearly engraved on the token.

"Peach Blossom Man!"

At the same time Long Xing raised his finger, Wang Mu's voice also came.

"Boom!" The strong wind suddenly blew up, and the strong wind pressure made the four of them unsteady and staggered backwards.

And on the way back, they stared again, the panic in their eyes seemed to burst the eyeballs.

Wang Mu moved.

All of a sudden, the colorful light and mist bursting around him turned and condensed, forming gorgeous peach blossoms. The lifelike and abundant peach blossoms spun wildly along Wang Mu's outstretched arm, and Wang Mu rushed towards the person holding the token. Longxing.

At lightning speed, the distance of a few meters can be reached in the blink of an eye, and a string of phantoms condensed by colored light and mist appeared in the hall.

"噗..." There was a creepy voice.

Long Xing stared blankly at the spot, and before he could summon the helper of the gate of hell, he slowly lowered his head, and found that Wang Mu's arm had pierced his chest, and the colorful brilliance was crazily rushing toward his body.

Fang Locke and Old Snake were completely shocked. They were distracted, and they just got hit in seconds?
"withdraw!"

"father……"

Fang Locke and Old Snake resolutely oiled the soles of their feet, but Long Xiaoyuan rushed forward roaring.

"Boom!" The dagger in her hand slashed straight at Wang Mu's forehead, but when she was half a foot away from Wang Mu's head, a ball of colored light suddenly exploded and flew away.

The dagger flew out of his hand, Long Xiaoyuan flew upside down without any suspense, knocked over a table and chair, and hit the wall.

The dense cracks in the wall cracked, and Long Xiaoyuan looked at her father who was still standing there in a daze, spitting blood and bursting tears, but she couldn't get up again.

Ignoring Long Xiaoyuan, let alone the two guys who ran away, looked at Long Xing whose pupils were starting to slacken with a smile, and said softly: "This is the reason why I killed you, and it is also the reason why I want to make you lose your mind."

After finishing speaking, he stretched out his hand and easily took the token in Long Xing's hand, then slowly withdrew the palm inserted into the other's chest, Long Xing just watched, the fear of dying completely appeared in his eyes, with the passing of life , His entire face was distorted and out of shape.

"Boom!"

The moment Wang Mu's palm left Long Xing's chest, the big hole in Long Xing's chest suddenly glowed with colorful brilliance, and then his whole body exploded, leaving no bones left, his soul scattered, and only diffuse spots of light remained.

The smell of blood became stronger, but the colorful Buddha light was still peaceful.

"Hoo...plop!" At this moment, the sound of a pig's head falling to the ground came from the yard.

Fang Locke, the old snake who had escaped earlier, plunged down from the air like a punctured balloon.

The two fell into the corpses on the ground at the same time, stained with blood.

"Master, it's over now. That monk is also at the primordial stage, and that woman... I, I can't see her cultivation. She is very strong, very powerful." Ignoring the pain in his body, the old snake got up, Looking at the two people who were landing in the sky ahead, they spoke tremblingly.

The old snake who has always claimed to be extremely smart and confident that he has few opponents in this mortal realm is completely panicked, with a sense of fear that is as hard as iron.

Fang Locke panicked even more. He was also looking at the sky in front of him. Ah Hua and Wuwei, whose bodies were covered with white and golden brilliance, were slowly descending from the sky. The sound of the wind was blowing their clothes.

Leaving aside the inaction, Fang Luoke felt as if he was suffocated by the huge aura of A'hua's immortal cultivation, and he couldn't even summon up the courage to resist.

They wanted to run, but their legs were too weak to walk.

Wang Mu was still in the room, exerting force in his hand, the token of the gate of hell became shattered, he raised his eyes, and looked at Long Xiaoyuan who was lying on the corner of the wall.

Long Xiaoyuan was staring at Wang Mu with a look of fear and hatred.

Grinning, Wang Mu was confused, why is it a woman, and he has seen this woman several times.

I don't know how much blood stained Wang Mu's hands in the reincarnation of all generations, but to be honest, he has never felt sorry for a woman.

Shaking his head, he laughed at himself, turned around and walked into the courtyard without saying a word.

There is no way, Wang Mu is not a professional killer, and he doesn't kill everyone.

He is not afraid, in the reincarnation of all ages, he has done a lot of things of letting the tiger go back to the mountain because of meeting a woman, and it has long become a habit.

Not to mention, this woman is really strange. In my memory, Wang Mu let go of many female enemies. Some became his friends and fought with him. At that moment, some of these women cried for him.

It's really strange, what are you thinking.

"Wang Mu, why don't you kill me? Don't think that I will let you go, we will never live together!" Looking at the back of Wang Mu walking out, Long Xiaoyuan froze for a moment, then sternly angrily drink.

"Amitabha," came Wuwei's quiet voice, looked at Long Xiaoyuan in the room sympathetically, and softly comforted: "Female benefactor, you'd better go, don't try to provoke me, my junior. His temperament is complicated and unpredictable, The poor monk is afraid that he may change his mind at any time."

As soon as this remark came out, Long Xiaoyuan's unspoken voice was stuck in her throat, she swallowed, stared at Wang Mu resentfully, then struggled to go out, and staggered away in another direction.

In the huge courtyard, apart from Wang Mu and the other three, only Fang Locke and Old Snake were left.

Wang Mu came behind the two, feeling the raging momentum behind them, Fang Locke and Old Snake's eyes flickered, and they struggled to look back at Wang Mu.

"You two, the poor monk asked himself that he never offended you. It was you who forced each other hard to achieve today's evil results. Don't be afraid. Your soul will fly away and return to ashes." Wang Mu smiled lightly.

Fang Locke and Old Snake were even more afraid, they didn't hurt their backs while standing and talking!

"Ah... I'll fight with you!" The old snake suddenly shouted and rushed towards Wang Mu, he really couldn't bear the extreme fear anymore.

"Bang!" Before he could make a move, Wang Mu's palm was imprinted on Old Snake's chest, and dense afterimages of his arms appeared around his arms, each of which was an extremely tricky and exquisite move trajectory.

A colored * flashed on the old snake's chest, looking at Wang Mu in horror, the old snake froze for a moment, then flew upside down, vomiting blood wildly in the air.

"Buddha Eyesight." Staring at the direction where the old snake was flying away, Wang Mu frowned, and the colored * characters in his eyes were condensed, and then he chased it out.

After the old snake fell to the ground, there was no more sound, but Wang Mu still slashed backhand into the air, and a colorful light shot into the sky, followed by a burst of screams.

Looking at this scene, Fang Locke collapsed on the ground. Although he couldn't see it, he could guess that Wang Mu just smashed the old snake's soul away.

"Wang Mu, I, I promise you that I will never be your enemy in the future, and I will never disclose any information about you. Let me go."

Fang Locke, who had a high self-esteem, also compromised, looked at Wang Mu who was walking slowly, and said tremblingly.

Wang Mu took a deep breath, looked up at the sky, looked at the ground under his feet, and then looked at Fang Locke and said, "I can trust you, but I don't trust the whole world. If you don't tell them, they have their own way to make you Say. Besides, without you, the Duan Group would not be in the current situation."

After finishing speaking, Wang Mu slowly raised his hand, and began to accumulate colorful brilliance in his hand.

Under the light, Wang Mu looked calm, as if he was used to the killing that night.

A Hua instinctively retreated behind Wuwei, not only the Buddha light on Wang Mu made her uncomfortable, but also Wang Mu's appearance, looking at the handsome face with a smile from the beginning to the end, A Hua couldn't bear it. She couldn't help trembling in her heart, she couldn't imagine what kind of experience could make a person have such a terrifying mind.

Wuwei also frowned, thinking to himself that his speculation was good, and Wang Mu's heart was indeed so deep that it was incomprehensible.

However, Brother Wang wants to say that he actually has the simplest heart in the world, otherwise, how could he sit under a peach blossom tree for 3 years?How can it be done without a light and quiet heart?
But for some reason, everyone said they couldn't see through him...

"Stop!" Just as Fang Locke was about to pee in fear and Wang Mu was about to finish him off, a thunderous voice came from the sky.

(End of this chapter)