Just when the knees of the master worshiped by the Han family touched the monk in black, Monk Cizhou suddenly stretched out his hands, put them on the man's legs, and used his strength to perform a move he had just learned secretly, "Take off your robe and give way."

Weird move.

In an instant, the broken monk swam out from behind the worshiping master like a slippery loach. The offensive and defensive positions of the two people were exchanged. I saw Monk Cizhou spreading his five fingers, bending his fingers inward hard, and shooting from a distance, there was a burst of energy.

The huge suction force grasped all the corners of the cloak, like a piece of furoshiki, wrapping the master of martial arts inside on the spot.

That's not all, since the Han family minister used the Thousand Jin Drop technique to make up for the final blow, Monk Cizhou didn't want to see such a powerful killing move wasted in vain, so he grabbed the "big package" in his hand and picked it up at the bottom.

, with the strength of a thousand-jin arm, he forcefully reversed the falling position and swung it like a heavy war hammer.

"Bang...bang" was heard twice, and there was a dragon wagging its tail on the wall. The two of them worked together to kick the Han family's altar off the wall. Monk Cizhou knocked him unconscious. With a snap, the whole person slipped to the ground.

He was thrown upside down, his head was bruised and bleeding, but he never woke up.

At this moment, the eldest son of the Han family, who took a whole bottle of anti-epidemic pills and claimed that he was not afraid of miasma, became more confident. For some reason, blue-gray scars appeared on his hands, which looked very much like the corpse spots on the body of the deceased.

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He wiped his hands in disbelief, and the calm and composed look on his face disappeared. For the first time, he showed an expression of collapse as his life was no longer under his control and he was at a loss.

Han Gang and Han Kunyu wiped the floor too hard, and the skin on the back of his hands was broken. As a result, more and more strange scars appeared, and they continued to spread to other parts of the body. He grabbed the skirt of his clothes with both hands and suddenly tore them apart.

The worship master next to the eldest son of the Han family took a curious look, and then turned his head away unbearably, as if he didn't want to take a second look, because the scars on Han Gang's body had spread to his arms, and the color became darker and darker, towards his neck and chest.

Parts emerge quickly and continuously.

In addition to the eldest son of the Han family, those worship masters who had prepared anti-epidemic pills in advance and had taken them long ago also suffered from attacks one after another. It seemed that those pills were not effective at all, at least they could not deal with the miasma that was spreading in the courtyard of the Han family at this time.

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At the critical moment of life and death, Han Gang's mind calmed down. He knew that no matter how anxious he was, it was useless. So, the eldest son of the Han family quickly racked his brain, trying to find a way to solve the crisis from his past experience and life experience.

Perhaps it was fate that favored him, or perhaps he really remembered something. Han Gang's panicked eyes suddenly became clear. He recalled the seven nursing homes that he had taken refuge in not long ago. At that time, there was no anti-epidemic pill, and his second brother Han Li

He once used his fingernails instead of knives to extract effective blood from someone's body and saved a dying girl in the inner courtyard.

"If you eat Tang Monk's meat, you will live forever... No, if you drink the evil monk's blood, you will be able to get rid of diseases on your body. This is what my brother Han Li said, he is a great doctor who is proficient in the art of Qi Huang."

Everyone present saw that the anti-epidemic pill had lost its effectiveness and could not suppress the highly poisonous miasma. They were already in a mess and looked like they would collapse at any time. At this time, after hearing Han Gang's words, many worshiping masters immediately froze their eyes.

The light aroused a question that had been buried in my heart for a long time.

Why could the eminent monk in the Luze Garden predict that a major epidemic would break out in Jincheng? Why could he walk freely in the streets of Jincheng where corpses were everywhere? Why was he never afraid of miasma with different symptoms?

There are roughly two reasons! First, the monk in black has practiced his martial arts to the point where he is invulnerable to cold and heat, and invulnerable to all poisons. After all, Monk Cizhou can practice the iron cloth shirt that is widely spread in the world to become invulnerable. This shows that

His martial arts achievements are extremely high.

Secondly, this eminent monk had previously taken the "Five Poisons" inner elixir, which is also known as the Five Poisons elixir. It can ward off evil and suppress evil. He is not afraid of any miasma or plague at all, and the flesh and blood in his body has considerable

Effective.

Many martial arts masters present unanimously concluded that Monk Cizhou's foundation was the latter, which is what the eldest son of the Han family said. Drinking the blood of the monk in black can eliminate the threat of miasma.

Unfortunately, the toxins in Han Gang's body had completely exploded. He had just taken a few steps and fell forward to the ground. His face was pale and bloodless, with an ominous grayish look on his face, and his expression was extremely decayed.

In order to detoxify and escape from death, the worship masters from several nearby courtyards, as well as the "Shadowless" Han Lin, the head of the Han family, all used their skills to rush towards the black-clothed monk from different directions.

Facing the "human hammer" wielded by Monk Cizhou, several martial arts masters worked together to resist it. After a struggle, they finally took it back, opened the mouth of the bag, and released the friends inside.

However, he had been tossed and played with by the monk in black for so long. As a result, his muscles and bones were broken, his head and face were bloody and bloody, and he was completely out of shape. He only had a breath of resentment hanging on his life, but he didn't even have the strength to stand up.

Monk Cizhou felt his scalp numb for the first time since he lost his weapon. He saw the ministers of the Han family and even the masters in the nursing home rushing towards him from all directions. The crazy expressions on their faces were at their peak.

"Ha..." The monk who broke the precepts exhaled loudly. After a series of battles, there was not much pure Yang Qi left in his body. At this time, all the pure Yang Qi was stimulated. The boundary-breaking martial arts Tiger Roar Iron Cloth Shirt once again made the muscles and bones roar, and let out

The king of beasts roars with the momentum of the mountains and forests.

However, some strange tiger roars could not deter the will of those who were desperately trying to survive. Those who ran into the arms of the monk in black, hugged Monk Cizhou tightly, opened their mouths and went up to gnaw, suddenly felt soft.

The coarse cloth monk's robe is like a door panel made of steel, which cannot be bitten into.

What is shocking is that the force of the counter-shock was quite impressive. Many people had their teeth broken immediately. Even if the upper and lower rows of teeth were not bald, they were still very loose at this time and could not be used at all.

I'm afraid I'll have minor problems with eating and drinking in the future.

Fortunately, the parts that a monk's robe can cover are very limited. The exposed hands, neck, head and face, etc., have become the targets of many people's competition.

There was a crazy woman who rushed up from behind Monk Cizhou, hugged the shiny bald head, opened her big mouth, and wanted to take a bite.

As a result, as soon as she smelled the faint fragrance of lotus, her position was taken by someone later. After all, the monk in black had very limited flesh and blood, and in order to compete for the spiritual blood in his body that could cure diseases and evil spirits, another

The round of cannibalism has begun.

The monk who broke the precepts looked at the flash of swords and shadows around him, and the flesh and blood splattered everywhere. Many innocent lives disappeared quickly, faster than the miasma killing people. He couldn't help but clasped his hands together and sighed softly: "Good, good!"

I don’t know how long it took, but there were fewer and fewer martial arts masters around the monk in black. Even if he was still breathing, he was probably seriously injured and died. He was soon infected by the miasma, and countless scars appeared all over his body, and then turned into pustules.

, and his soul returned to the underworld in an instant.

When Monk Cizhou strolled out of the pile of corpses and came to the current head of the Han family, "no shadow" Han Lin had been infected with miasma, and the skin on the back of his hands had what looked like age spots. Although the power of the tiger was still there, this family style was not enough for him.

For a monk, what does it mean?

The monk who broke the precepts smiled and bowed: "Donor Han, you must be feeling very painful at this time! Come, the poor monk will personally save you and ascend to heaven!" After saying that, the monk Cizhou stretched out his hand and struck a powerful Vajra Palm to kill the dying man.

Han Lin was beaten to death on the ground, and the famous century-old family in Jincheng was completely cut off.

Tonight, the monk who broke the precepts did not kill many with his own hands, but there were too many people who died because of him. The blood gathered together and rushed toward him like a surging ocean tide, which made him feel a bit suffocated.

He glanced at the body of the head of the Han family for the last time, then leaped up the wall in three steps and two steps at a time. With the help of the ubiquitous moonlight, he looked down at the undulating courtyard at his feet and extended forward. He couldn't help but sigh at the century-old family's continuous management.

, just because of a wrong thought, it was ruined. I couldn't help but ask myself.

"What are good and evil? What are merits and demerits?"

After a moment of silence, Monk Cizhou suddenly showed his face and said with a smile: "Naturally, those who are good to me are good, and those who are evil to me are evil. Helping the world and saving people is my belief and the result of my merits. As for faults, cause and effect, they all belong to me.

Just bear it with all your strength and that’s it!”

After thinking through this section, the monk who broke the precepts was greatly invigorated. For the first time, he felt that his thoughts were extremely clear. He made up his mind to completely abandon the pretense of being a "holy monk" in front of others. His aura of being alienated from the worldly world has weakened the
Chapter completed!