The Condor Heroes: The Quanzhen Sect has produced a vengeful master!

Wang Jiuling snorted coldly, not bothering to waste words with this hypocritical old monk.

He just looked at the roof.

There, Ma Guangzuo was still peeking around. "Hey! Qingyangzi! Wait for me!"

Ma Guangzuo didn't have Wang Jiuling's lightness skill, so he could only slide down the pillars of the main hall to get to Wang Jiuling's side.

"Brother Ma, please tell these three guys to tell me who Huanxi Miller is and what they're doing in Silent Valley."

Ma Guangzuo nodded, about to speak, when he heard Xuan Tong say with a gloomy face:

"No need! I understand Chinese!"

He pointed at Wang Jiuling. "Taoist! My Vajra Sect has no past grievances with you, nor any present enmity!"

"I've already given you the travelogue, why are you still meddling in other people's business?!"

"Who are you? What do you want?"

Wang Jiuling stood with his hands behind his back, quietly watching Xuan Tong.

He had killed far too many villains. He appeared kind on ordinary days, but once he started fighting, the murderous aura emanating from him was almost tangible.

"I'm too lazy to talk, and you're not worthy to listen."

"If you don't want to die a horrible death, you'd better tell me what I want to know now."

My patience is limited.

Xuan Tong's eyelids twitched.

Earlier in the arena, this Taoist priest was domineering, but he was also very polite.

Is this how it is now?

Xuan Tong didn't consider himself a good person, having taken many lives, but at this moment he seemed to smell a strong stench of blood on Wang Jiuling.

What sect does this Taoist belong to? The Vajra Sect is known for its misdeeds, but he really doesn't remember offending such a powerful figure.

This is really weird!

Xuan Tong had no choice but to bite the bullet and speak:

"You have quite the audacity..."

At the same time, he secretly gave Khenpo a wink, and Khenpo's eyes flickered as he was about to open the door to call someone.

Wang Jiuling shook his head silently upon seeing this.

"Brother Ma, could you please go and stop that old monk? Don't let him get away!"

After saying that, Wang Jiuling moved his feet and headed directly towards Xuan Tong and the other two.

If they wouldn't listen to reason, Wang Jiuling wouldn't mind taking a hard line.

Ma Guangzuo had long disliked the Khenpo, and he charged forward, sword in hand. "You old bald monk! Where are you going!"

Khenpo turned around in fright, but stepped on the prayer beads that had just fallen and fell face-first into the mud.

Ma Guangzuo rushed over, kicked the other monks to the ground, and blocked the doorway.

On the other side, Wang Jiuling was also suppressing and beating the three monks.

boom!

One ascetic monk was struck on the shoulder by Wang Jiuling and sent flying more than ten steps away. He lay on the ground, spitting blood, unable to get up.

Xuantong and the remaining ascetic monk were terrified and could only keep dodging.

Just when Xuan Tong and his two companions were about to be completely defeated.

The small door in the corner of the side hall opened silently, and a figure flashed out.

He moved incredibly fast, his footsteps were silent, and he reached the two monks in plain clothes in just a few steps.

The monk in plain clothes was still wondering why Wang Jiuling had saved them when he sensed the presence behind him and suddenly turned around.

Then, the monk with thick eyebrows stood behind them, his hands outstretched.

The hard finger touched the two monks' chests, and they immediately felt a tightness in their chests, and their strength went limp for a moment.

By the time they realized what was happening, it was too late to fight back.

The monk with thick eyebrows grabbed the two men by the collar, pulled them to his side, and placed his hands on their necks.

"Don't move!"

This sudden scene caused everyone to stop what they were doing.

Wang Jiuling frowned, inwardly cursing these two monks for being so stupid. How could they get caught like this?

Xuan Tong and the others quickly showed expressions of surprise and delight.

"Taoist priest! Don't move! Otherwise, those two guys are dead!"

The Khenpo also got up from the ground. "Fachang! Quickly hand him over to Master Xuantong!"

Fachang was the Dharma name of the monk with thick eyebrows.

Xuan Tong sneered. "Quickly, grab those two! If this stinking Taoist dares to lay a hand on them, strangle them both!"

Ma Guangzuo stood frozen at the door. Seeing that Wang Jiuling had stopped, he also refrained from making any rash moves.

Wang Jiuling sighed inwardly, but did not show any fear on his face.

"Ha! You're the one holding them hostage, what right do you have to tell me to stop?"

Having said that, Wang Jiuling's inner energy surged, and he looked ready to kill without a care in the world.

But he had already secretly increased his strength with his feet, and he would immediately make his move if the monk Fachang relaxed even slightly.

Xuan Tong was dumbfounded when he saw this.

No, is this Taoist priest crazy?

You jumped down to save them, didn't you? Now you don't care whether they live or die.

"madman!"

But Wang Jiuling never expected that the two monks in plain clothes were truly honest. When they heard Wang Jiuling say this, they really thought that Wang Jiuling would not save them.

The two exchanged a glance.

Do it!

At the worst possible moment, they both moved, striking at Fa Chang's chest together.

Before Wang Jiuling could even make a move, Fa Chang had already taken action.

The two monks in plain clothes had no idea that Fachang had been hiding his true abilities from the very beginning.

He grabbed the two men by the neck with both hands and pushed them to the sides, forcing them to shift their positions and causing their attack to miss.

Instead, Fa Chang choked them so hard they couldn't breathe, their faces turning red as he squeezed their necks, making a cracking sound.

Now, Wang Jiuling didn't dare to actually make a move. If Fa Chang used even a little more force, their necks would break.

"stop!"

Wang Jiuling spoke up to stop Fa Chang.

At the same time, he cursed those two stupid monks in his heart.

You believe everything people say? Can't you be a little more honest? No wonder you were tricked into going on stage...

Wang Jiuling was truly impressed.

At this moment, Xuan Tong realized what was going on.

"Hahahaha!! You stinky Taoist priest!"

"You acted so convincingly! I really thought you didn't care about their lives!"

"Go ahead and do it! Go ahead and do it if you dare! Hahahaha!"

After quickly analyzing the current situation, Wang Jiuling sighed inwardly.

The matter cannot be resolved amicably today.

Wang Jiuling understood that, under no circumstances could he be controlled by others.

Clues are important, but actually obtaining them is what truly matters.

Human life is important, but if you compromise with evil people in order to save lives, you lose your bottom line and change your original intention to do good. That is no longer good.

Even if we don't lift a finger, will they let those two monks go?

Obviously impossible.

If you hesitate, the end result will be that you will not be able to save people, and it will also cause even bigger trouble.

Thinking of this, Wang Jiuling's eyes changed. He looked at Xuan Tong, his killing intent now completely undisguised.

"What do you want to do?!"

Seeing that things were going wrong, Xuan Tong took a step back and pointed at Wang Jiuling. "If you dare to lay a hand on them, those two idiots are dead!"

But no sooner had he finished speaking than Wang Jiuling moved his feet and made his move.

"They died because you wicked people owed them, not because of me. I have a clear conscience!"

Wang Jiuling was on his way, his long sword already drawn.

Master Wang doesn't feel pressured.

Xuan Tong quickly dodged, but a gash was slashed across his chest, causing him to cry out in pain:

"Fa Chang! Do it!! What are you all standing there for!?"

"You don't want the antidote anymore?!"

Xuan Tong still felt that Wang Jiuling was just bluffing them.

Wang Jiuling ignored this and swept his longsword across the room. This was the second strike, which had already forced Xuan Tong to stagger.

The ascetic monk standing nearby wanted to step forward, but was so frightened by the sword energy that he didn't know where to start.

"Kill one, spare one! Force him to stop!" Xuan Tong shouted in a panic towards Fa Chang.

At this moment, Khenpo sat cross-legged on the ground, bowing his head and chanting "Amitabha Buddha" repeatedly.

Ma Guangzuo held the knife to his neck, hesitating whether to strike.

On the other side, Fa Chang had his hands around the necks of two monks in plain clothes. Beneath his thick eyebrows were a pair of deep eyes, and it was unclear what he was thinking.

The force applied gradually increased, and one of the monks in plain clothes was about to suffocate completely.

The next second, he suddenly released his grip, and the two monks fell to the ground, coughing incessantly. Fa Chang didn't even glance at them; he closed his eyes and clasped his hands together in prayer.

"Amitabha!"

"Khenpo! I don't want to make the same mistake again!"

(Deduct 1 to receive the same virtues as Master Wang)