Dragon Emperor, Martial God

Boom!

Ling Yun stopped in the square, and threw Kun Lunwei, who was already useless, on the ground

The whole Ten Thousand Buddhas Gate became a purgatory on earth. The square was strewn with corpses, blood flowed into rivers, and the screams of mournful screams kept coming and going, vividly showing the fear and despair of those who were seriously injured and dying.

Although it was a massacre, Ling Yun did not kill them all. Except for a few foundation-building peaks, nearly a hundred Wanfomen disciples who were in the late stage of Qi training, and those who wanted to escape in the chaos, he had to kill others. Almost most of those below the middle stage of Qi training survived.

Of course, these Ten Thousand Buddha Sect disciples who survived by luck only saved their lives. They were all sucked up by Ling Yun, and their cultivation bases were completely crippled. From now on, there is no possibility of re-cultivation.

Of course, Ling Yun also had his own purpose in doing this. He wanted to frighten the entire Nanyang Loose Cultivation Alliance, so that those who survived by chance would always remember the battle of this night, and let other Nanyang Loose Cultivation Alliance members see it with their own eyes. , I heard with my own ears, whoever dares to covet Huaxia, or even fight against Huaxia, will end up with what kind of fate!

In the huge square of Wanfomen, there were only three people standing.

Ling Yun, and Kun Ting, the master of the Ten Thousand Buddhas Gate not far from the opposite side, and Kun Zhanle, the protector of light.

Kun Ting and Kun Zhanle, the two of them were already exhausted. They had tried their best and tried their best just now, but in the end they couldn't resist Ling Yun, who was getting stronger and stronger with each battle. Like leeks, they fall down in pieces, but there is still nothing they can do!

Even if two eminent monks in the enlightened state work together, they can't break through Ling Yun's defense, let alone keep up with Ling Yun's speed. They can only let Ling Yun harvest the lives of the disciples of the Ten Thousand Buddhas. Fear has already completely defeated them!

Kun Ting's face was pale, trembling all over, his eyes were dazed, and he looked around, only one thought remained in his mind, Wanfomen was completely over!

Kun Zhanla had blood and tears in his eyes, and he described it as terrifying. He had already put life and death aside, looked at Ling Yun with grief and anger on his face, spread his hands, and muttered to himself: "Is it necessary? Is it necessary? Donor Are you not afraid of God's punishment for slaughtering my Ten Thousand Buddhas like this?!"

Ling Yun stood proudly, his eyes were clear, and his heart was not disturbed at all. Although he didn't understand what Kun Zhanla said, he could guess the same just by looking at the other party's expression.

After pondering for a while, Ling Yun still raised his hand and shot the half-dead Kun who was lying on the ground in the distance.

He said calmly, "Translate for us."

"I don't want this evil translator!"

When Kun Zhanla saw that Ling Yun had photographed Kun Puzha again, he immediately understood what he meant, and was trembling with anger.

puff!

Kun fluttered his brain and his body fell to the ground.

brush!

After Kun Zhanla personally killed Kun Pucha, who caused the disaster of Wanfomen, he raised his hand and took the dying Kunlunwei over.

First put a stream of pure Buddha power into his body, and then said sharply: "Kun Lunwei, you can translate!"

For what Kun Zhanle did, Ling Yun did not stop him at all, since the other party still wants to talk to him, so let's talk.

"Master, disciple... I know I was wrong. I regret that I didn't listen to your dissuasion and insisted on joining the Nanyang Loose Cultivation Alliance. I didn't expect to bring such a catastrophe to our Ten Thousand Buddhas..."

With Kun Zhanle's help, Kun Lunwei regained some strength temporarily. He spewed out a big mouthful of blood first, and then cried bitterly.

"Lun Wei, the matter has come to such a point, what's the use of telling me this now?"

Kun Zhanla interrupted Kun Lunwei coldly, and said simply: "I think you have already understood what he means, he is here to destroy my Ten Thousand Buddhas Sect. People have been completely killed by him, presumably me and the head of the sect will surely die later, but before going to die as a teacher, I still have some things to clarify with him."

"From now on, no matter what the two of us say, you have to translate it word by word for us, and you must never play tricks like Pu Cha again, can you write it down?!"

Kun Lunwei struggled and nodded: "The disciple has written it down."

"it is good!"

Only then did Kun Zhanle raise his head, stared at Ling Yun for a long time, and suddenly asked: "Benefactor, even though I, Kun Zhanle, have poor eyesight, I am still the light protector of Ten Thousand Buddhas. I know that what you are showing now is not your true face. I wonder if I can show it?" Zhenrong, let the poor monk see it?"

This request was not too much, anyway, Ling Yun had already beaten the opponent so much that he didn't even have the thought of resisting, he smiled lightly, and instantly recovered his true appearance.

"Just let you all understand, I am the Patriarch of Huaxia Ling Family, Ling Yun."

"what?!"

"So you...you are Ling Yun from the Ling family?! It really is you!"

Ling Yun didn't expect that after he showed his true face and announced his name, it would cause such a big reaction from the other three. Even Kun Ting, who had already been heartbroken, turned his head away.

"Uh……"

Ling Yun couldn't help but rubbed his head: "Why, am I so famous in Nanyang?"

Kun Zhanle smiled miserably, shook his head and sighed: "Hehe, Ling Yun, who rose up in China half a year ago, has gone through hundreds of battles without a single defeat, and is known as the God of Killing; The Chinese cultivation world regards it as the current devil master!"

"Besides, I heard that you are still a Chinese Buddhist, and Taoist recognized as a person who is destined to be robbed. I don't know if the poor monk is wrong?!"

"That's right."

Ling Yun nodded indifferently, but his heart was awe-inspiring. Although the things Kun Zhanle said had already been spread in the Chinese cultivation world, it was a top secret matter in the Chinese cultivation world. The understanding is so clear, it can be seen how much effort the Nanyang Loose Cultivation Alliance has made in secret to target Huaxia.

Kun Zhanla smiled wryly: "If that's the case, then my Wanfo Sect won't be wronged tonight."

"maybe."

Ling Yun just smiled.

Being able to say this sentence shows that Kun Zhanla is very familiar with Ling Yun's style of doing things.

"So you slaughtered all the disciples above the late stage of my Wanfomen's Qi training, just to prevent my Wanfomen from retaliating against Huaxia in the future?"

Kun Zhanle looked closely at Ling Yun and asked.

"good!"

Ling Yun admitted frankly: "Killing one is killing, and killing one is also killing. As a person, I don't like to leave troubles for myself."

"So……"

Kun Zhanla suddenly looked back at Kun Ting, then turned around and said, "Sect master Kun Ting and I are bound to die, too?"

"That's not necessary."

Ling Yun shook his head: "As long as you promise to withdraw from the Nanyang Loose Cultivation Alliance, abolish your cultivation and hand over your own magic weapons, I will let you two go and leave."

After Kun Zhanle finished listening, he and Kun Ting looked at each other again, and they smiled wryly at each other.

According to their understanding of Ling Yun, this is completely Ling Yun's style, the rumors are absolutely true!

Kun Ting stepped forward suddenly, and shouted sharply: "What if we don't agree?!"

Ling Yun smiled coldly, and patiently advised the other party: "Then you all die, anyway, except for two extra lives for you, the ending is the same for me."

"Uh, maybe it will be more beneficial to me..."

After a pause, Ling Yun added another sentence.

"Hmph! The Ten Thousand Buddhas Sect has been reduced to such a point. As the master of the Ten Thousand Buddhas Sect, what face do I have to live between heaven and earth?"

"Even if you die, I, Kun Ting, will fight to the death with you!"

boom!

After finishing speaking, Kun Ting's eyes were determined, and he no longer cared about it, and shot Ling Yun directly!

He is deliberately begging to die.

"Then I'll see you on your way!"

Ling Yun's eyes were indifferent, and he swung his knife calmly. He has now reached the peak of the eighth level of Qi training. He only slashed nine times, and killed Kun Ting on the spot. At the same time, he absorbed the pure Buddha power without leaving a drop Clean it up and use it for yourself.

This battle came quickly and ended even faster. From the beginning to the end, Kun Zhanle turned a blind eye to it, neither hindering Kun Ting nor helping him, as if everything in front of him had nothing to do with him.

After Kun stood up and died, Kun Zhanla took out the precious mirror with a move of his mind, brought it directly to Ling Yun, and then took the initiative to disperse his cultivation.

"Benefactor Lingyun, I, Kun Zhanle, promised you all the conditions. From then on, my Ten Thousand Buddhas Sect will have no relationship with the Nanyang Loose Cultivation Alliance, and I can guarantee that in the next hundred years, my Ten Thousand Buddhas Sect disciples will not step into China! "

"I don't know the answer, is Ling Yun's benefactor satisfied?"

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