Chapter 1754: Let my mother go

The red-robed master saw that Zen Master Maipong was injured and was stabbed in his chest, bleeding. He thought it was his opportunity to get a chance to make great achievements, so he walked forward rashly and wanted to bear the result of Zen Master Maipong.

But there is a saying that a lean camel is bigger than a horse. Even if Zen Master Maipong is seriously injured, he is not as good as a red-robed master who can bully him at will.

So when he thought he would kill with one blow, he was slapped on the head by Zen Master Maipong.

With a palm, the gods and Buddhas pressed the head, and the red-clothed master bleeded in seven orifices, half of his head was retracted into his neck, and his legs fell more than ten centimeters, and he was killed on the spot.

Zen Master Maipeng killed the red-robed master, slowly withdrew his hand, and did not care about the pain on his shoulders. He looked at the three purple-robed masters with deep eyes, but his eyebrows were trembling slightly.

At this time, Song En, like a cat playing with a mouse, was fighting with Tila, and laughing with Zen Master Maipong, "Zen Master Maipong, didn't you expect it? This time we came for Tila and Master Maipong. You also know that my adoptive father Wulong has been looking for experts in the martial arts world to increase his cultivation and skills by devouring the other party's cultivation. Just now, Tila led us to Zen Master Maipong, so I had to push the boat and take Zen Master Maipong away. Don't worry, my adoptive father will definitely be gentle to you and make you die happily, haha..."

"Don't think that even if the old monk dies, he will not help the evildoer." At this time, Master Maipeng knew that he was at a loss.

The three purple robe masters have extremely high cultivation levels, and each one is almost the same as him. The three purple robe masters attack together. Even if they are powered by the Buddha, they will probably find it difficult to compete with these three masters.

At the same time, Zen Master Maipong was upset that this guy named Songen was too sinister and vicious. At the beginning, he used the seven red-robed masters to destroy his cultivation and used the lives of the seven red-robed masters to fight to the death. When he was exhausted, he released the three purple-robed masters so that he could take him down 100%.

In his eyes, human life is like a mustard of grass, a cruel man who does not fail to achieve his goal.

Such people are indeed rare.

At this point, Zen Master Maipong can only fight with his life. He is willing to sacrifice his life for his promise.

"Zen Master Maipong, you can't help but live and die now. Take him down for me, I want to live!" The spear in Na Songen's hand shook, and suddenly increased its strength, swept across, and swept Natila out.

He pulled a muffled groan, his pretty face turned red, and he staggered backwards, and his heart suddenly became clear.

Song En, who was just an unknown little character, had already reached the realm of a master in the past or two years, and he was even no match for himself.

The seven red-robed masters were all killed by Zen Master Maipong, but suddenly three more purple-robed masters came. I don’t know if Zen Master Maipong is their opponent.

Tira was very guilty. If she hadn't come to join Zen Master Maipong, she wouldn't have attracted the ungrateful wolf Songen, which would have brought about a catastrophe to the Reclining Buddha Temple.

Tira didn't even dare to think about what happened next, so she had to raise her two swords again and continue to slap at Na Songen.

When Tira rushed towards Songen, the three purple-robed masters slaughtered at Zen Maipong from different angles again.

Three swords slashed at Zen Master Maipong at the same time, but saw the great monk shouting and swept the Zen staff in his hand over. A powerful force was blessed on the Zen staff, for the time being forced to retreat. The other man's long sword was narrowly avoided by Zen Master Maipong.

However, the three purple-robed masters had too high cultivation, and Zen Master Maipeng was already at the end of his strength, and it was becoming more and more difficult to fight, especially the sword wound on his chest, which was too late to clean up. As soon as he tried his best, the blood surged out.

After fighting with the three purple-robed masters for more than a dozen rounds, Zen Master Maipong felt more and more difficult. He felt that every move the other party used, he was wandering on the edge of life and death, and there were murderous intent everywhere.

Finally, a purple-robed master caught a chance and another knife came from Zen Master Maipong's back.

Although this sword did not kill Zen Master Maipong, most of his energy was lost and he was unable to fight again.

Zen Master Maipong had heard of the name of Wulong, the most bloodthirsty and cruel. Once it fell into the hands of the other party, his cultivation would be absorbed by the great devil of Wulong, which was tantamount to helping the evil.

Even if you die, you cannot let the other party get any benefits from you.

Thinking of this, Zen Master Maipong retreated quickly, and the Zen stick in his hand suddenly disappeared out of thin air. With a wave of his hand, he slapped heavily on his forehead, hoping to break his body with a happy self.

At this moment, a purple-robed head master shook his body, and with a blade passing by, he directly cut off half of Zen Master Maipong's arm. Another purple-robed head master threw something at him, which was a centipede that fell onto the neck of the Maipong's head master.

As soon as the multi-legged centipede landed on his neck, it instantly penetrated into his neck. The head master Maipeng stiffened, his eyes widened, his face suddenly turned blue and purple. His body shaking for a few times, and he sat on the ground.

The multi-legged centipede quickly controlled Zen Master Maipong's body.

The three purple-robed masters did things in an orderly manner. One of them was in charge of guarding the controlled Zen Master Maipong, and the other two purple-robed masters rushed into the great monks of the reclining Buddha temple. They rushed over and the remaining monks were killed and quickly fell into a pool of blood.

At the same time, Song En waved the spear in his hand and whipped Tila's lower abdomen at a tricky angle, knocking it away. As soon as it landed here, two black-robed sacrificial masters came over and placed the knife on Tila's neck.

As soon as he pulled, one of the surrenders said viciously: "Don't struggle, I don't want to kill you, a pretty little girl, with my knife."

The spear hit Tila's lower abdomen, and the blood surging, and a thin line of snow slid down from Tila's mouth.

Songen took away his spear, walked slowly towards the tread, straight to her side, squatted down, smiled at her, and said, "Sister, I said, you will be my woman sooner or later, and you will not be able to escape."

"You let my mother go, you guys!" A tender voice came over. Tila turned around and saw that Wu Silu picked up a knife from somewhere and rushed straight towards this side.
Chapter completed!