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On the ground, the monks of the Lotus Temple, the Embroidery Division, and the Dragon Army were all dead.

But over time, the death rate of monks in Lotus Temple is getting higher and higher.

Because they don't understand war at all.

Killing and fighting, especially group wars, are all things the army is good at.

They exist as the war machine of the empire.

"Hey!"

Wangkong's body smashed heavily on the roof.

Su Xun immediately landed beside him.

"Let... let them go..."

After all, it is a half-step martial arts sage, even if the heart is penetrated, Wangkong hasn't died for a while.

"Do you think it is possible? If I lose, you never thought of letting me go."

Su Xun mocked without hesitation.

He doesn't like to leave hidden dangers to himself, so it's better to kill the whole house.

Wangkong showed unwillingness, resentment flashed through his eyes, and stopped talking.

He did not say that there is still a retreat for the Patriarch.

Because as long as the Patriarch is still there, they even have hope of revenge even at the Hua Temple, and also hope for the Lotus Temple to come back again.

If he was disturbed and forced to leave the customs, even if he killed Su Xun on the spot, he would die afterwards because of Zhenqi riots.

But the next second Su Xun's words broke his illusion ruthlessly.

"I heard that there is a martial sage in Lianhua Temple? It just so happens that I was looking for a martial sage to fight against, and the Taoist martial sage is missing, so I will use your Buddhist sage to practice."

"You..." Wangkong's eyes widened suddenly, and then a mouthful of blood spurted out, completely dead.

However, in order to prevent him from dying incompletely, Su Xun made another knife in his heart and neck.

After all, who knows if there is any practice in this world that pretends to be dead.

"Kill all, don't keep the chickens and dogs."

Su Xun ordered the Embroidery Division and the Dragon Army.

"Everyone ran separately and rushed down the mountain. As long as there are people alive, the roots of our Lotus Temple will remain unbroken and there will be a chance for revenge."

An elder screamed loudly, and in the next second he was beheaded by the Embroidery Secretary.

The monks who are still alive no longer love war, they all find the right opportunity to escape.

But just after flying, several broken crossbows with the thickness of the baby's arms roared and shot them in opposite directions.

Therefore, this group of people has no chance to run.

After half an hour, everything was over, and there were corpses all over the ground in front of the lotus temple and in the courtyard.

There are embroidered clothes and guards, there are also dragon soldiers, and more are monks from the Lotus Temple.

The pungent smell of blood filled the air, and even the blue bricks on the ground were stained blood red.

"Enlighten the national teacher, Lianhua is a monk and no one has escaped, and all of them have been killed here."

The commander looked at the sound on the roof, knelt on one knee, and said loudly.

He was full of excitement.

After all, in the past, scholars, Buddhist schools, and Taoist schools were masters who were doing great work.

But now, Su Xun first led them to kill the scholars, and now they have killed the Buddhist leader Lotus Temple.

It really made him feel refreshed and full of admiration and respect for Su Xun.

"Clean the battlefield, there is still one person alive."

Su Xun said lightly.

"There is anyone else?" The commander was taken aback.

Su Xun didn't explain, he stepped out and disappeared in place.

Then a huge sword light slashed on a stupa on the back mountain of the Lotus Temple.

"Lotus Temple Wusheng!"

The commander reacted instantly.

The pagoda was cut directly by Su Xun with a sword.

"Who is presumptuous in the Lotus Temple!"

With a loud shout, a figure flew out from the ruins of the pagoda.

This person is not a bald head, with long messy gray hair, a tattered robes on his body, thin and thin, and his eyes are sunken but gleaming.

He is the ancestor of Lotus Temple, a martial sage who has lived for more than four hundred years.

The reason for the retreat is because there are still decades to burp, so I want to try to break through.

After entering the realm of Martial Saint, there is a life span of 500 years, and each time it breaks through a small stage, it will increase by a hundred years.

Therefore, the peak of Martial Saint Realm can live for at least 900 years.

But in the realm of Wusheng, every breakthrough is as difficult as reaching the sky. For example, this lotus ancestor has entered the realm of Wusheng for hundreds of years, but he has been stuck in the initial stage and it is difficult to advance.

"I specifically called you out, just to tell you that the Lotus Temple is over."

Su Xun looked at Lotus Ancestor and said lightly.

Sniffing the faint blood in the air, the eyes of the ancestor Lotus were red, staring at Su Xun.

"Who did it!"

"What do you mean?" Su Xun smiled, the voice fell, and his body instantly turned into a streamer and shot, and punched out: "Anyway, I will die if I force a pass. Just before I die, let me see and see Wu Sheng. The strength is good."

"Vertical arrogant!"

The lotus ancestor was furious and violent, and directly greeted him with a punch.

Being forced out of the customs, he will die soon, so he wants to avenge the Lotus Temple before death.

"boom!"

The fists of the two collided in the air, and the collision between the true energy and the divine power erupted out of an airburst. The remaining power spread out, several big trees collapsed directly, and the houses of the two halls were directly lifted off.

"Wusheng strong, horrible."

Watching this scene, the four royal worshippers and the commander of the embroidered clothes guard, the leader of the Dragon Army and others were all pale.

Just Yu Wei can make them feel palpitations.

Although the grandmaster realm and the martial sage realm are only a big difference, they are like the difference between gods and mortals, insurmountable.

"Sheng Wu!"

The ancestor of Lotus also showed horror. What happened to him during the years of retreat?

Why is there such a young Martial Saint in the world?

"Wu Sheng? What a fart!"

Su Xun smiled arrogantly, and the moments of fear when he first entered this world disappeared completely.

Because he had just played against each other, he had already tested out the strength of Wu Sheng.

Not as good as myself, and far inferior to myself.

It seems that he still overestimated the power of this world.

No, to be precise, this world is already very strong, because warriors run everywhere.

But who made him a god?

Meeting him is the most desperate thing for warriors in this world.

"You are useless, so you can go to death."

Su Xun looked at the ancestor of Lotus, with murderous intent in his eyes.

"Ignorance junior, today Buddha will let you know that there is a difference between Wu Sheng and Wu Sheng!"

Lotus ancestor was furious and took the initiative.

Su Xun was not afraid, and directly met.

"Boom!" "Boom! Boom!"

The two of them fought each other in the void, and the surrounding houses and trees collapsed, and the scope was expanding.

The embroidered clothing guards on the mountain and the Dragon Army kept moving back to prevent Yu Wei from spreading to himself.

"This god, bestows death on you."

A sound resounded through the world, and the mighty powers of the world swallowed up everything in the world like the waves surging, causing everyone on the Lotus Mountain to kneel down uncontrollably.

A huge sword appeared behind Su Xun, pointing straight at the sky, as if to split the entire world.

Knowing that the highest force in this world was not his opponent, Su Xun didn't bother to pretend.

He is the emperor, no vest needed.

The lotus ancestor looked pale.

In the middle of Wu Sheng? Or later? peak?

He guessed Su Xun's strength over and over again in his heart, already desperate.

"boom!"

The great sword fell.

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