This Jinyiwei is obviously super strong but draws too much

Chapter 569

Monk Lingcheng slashed his sword in fury, and the bloody aura that had long been uncontrollable suddenly erupted, and there were bursts of strange hissing and whistling around the flower building, as well as the endless rustling and strange sounds of insects and beasts wandering around. !

"Drink—!"

When the knife fell, the light clusters gathered from all directions were condensed into one point, and the blood-colored knife light several feet long shot up into the sky, the whole flower building trembled uncontrollably, and the strange rustling sound of falling leaves suddenly stopped. Turned around, it turned into a shocking ghost crying and howling.

The white monk obviously didn't expect the knife. He supported the big bell with both arms, raised it high and stood it in front of him to use as a shield. The blood immediately oozed from the mouth and nose.

After Lingcheng swung his knife, he couldn't bear the headache anymore, as if countless poisonous insects had penetrated into his skull, crazily biting his reason.

"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah! !

Although the Baijing monk didn't know how to do it, the ringing of the bell had clearly driven Lingcheng monk into madness. His eyes were full of murderous intent, and he was holding his head and screaming in pain.

Up to now, even the Baijing monk who single-handedly brought the opponent into such a situation hesitated. On the one hand, he wanted to take advantage of the victory to take the opponent down. Let's kill here.

Monk Baijing hesitated for a moment, and then Monk Lingcheng suddenly became mad, his eyes were bloodshot red, he gritted his teeth and roared, "Ahhhhhhhhh!"

"Don't!" Tianquan hurriedly shouted to stop, but unfortunately it was too late, Monk Lingcheng was already crazy, he would not show mercy, when he saw the attacker, he immediately cut him with a horizontal knife, and the poor girl was killed immediately Where the head is different, blood splattered all over the ground.

Monk Lingcheng held the knife in both hands, and slashed it down. Bloody light fell from the sky, and the whole Hualou was dyed blood red. The purple-gold light wheel protects itself.

When Monk Lingcheng heard Tianquan's figure, he suddenly turned his head, his blood-colored pupils were so imposing, the knights couldn't help feeling fearful when they saw it, and subconsciously took half a step back.

Monk Lingcheng has lost all reason at this moment. It seems that countless familiar figures appeared in front of him, which aroused the anger in his heart. He held up the bloody Jie Dao again. , The surrounding wind became as terrifying as the howling of ghosts.

"Drink!"

Since the bearded Amu came over, the rest of the knight-errants naturally did not give in. They rushed to him one after another. Tianquan looked at Monk Lingcheng in horror and asked, "Master Lingcheng, what's wrong with you?"

Who would have thought that Lingcheng monk would actually get angry at Tianquan: "Damn you!"

"Nonsense!" The chivalrous man was full of anger: "You kill people in front of us! How dare you make excuses! You can't treat us as blind! Let's all come together! We must not let such villains continue to exist in the world!"

"It's not me! I was wronged! It was they who deliberately changed the saber technique, intending to trap me in a place of injustice! I am not wrong!"

Monk Lingcheng was talking to himself, while fighting with the crowd in a hurry, all the knights besieged him, leaving wounds on his body constantly, stimulated by the blood, the madness in the monk's eyes became more and more difficult to control.

The other girl who stabbed with Emei screamed loudly, and didn't care about the way of eliminating demons and defending the way. She would point her feet and jump into the air. Accompanied by a sharp sharp edge, she stabbed the weapon in her hand at Monk Lingcheng fiercely. head.

"Yes!"

Monk Baijing frowned tightly, he shouted, and in a moment, the bearded monk who was in the melee outside turned around and rushed over to protect him.

The curtain of purple light shattered into stardust, and the dozen or so girls spurted out a mouthful of blood, and each of them flew upside down, falling to the ground with no clue of life or death.

The calmness on Monk Baijing's face finally disappeared. He lowered his face and said: "The devil nature has entered the body, and the body is full of crimes. You should be punished."

It's just that the bearded man looks really miserable, the wounds all over his body are bleeding out, the most frightening thing is that there is a sword wound on his shoulder with deep bones visible, just now he forcibly escaped from the battle situation, and was left by Tianquan when he found a chance of.

Tianquan raised his head in a daze, and there were a few drops of blood on his face. In the thick blood, everyone looked at Monk Lingcheng in surprise and anger.

The Baijing monk in the middle just coughed up a mouthful of blood. Compared with the people around him, there was almost no damage. He looked at the monk holding the Jie knife in amazement, and forgot to speak for a while.

"Ahhh—hateful! Hateful!"

"Little sister!"

Monk Lingcheng shook his head violently, stared at the white monk in front of him, and suddenly flipped the saber in his hand and raised it high. Suddenly, there was a scream as sharp as a devil's cry, and the bloody saber light rushed again. Xiao!
The whistling sound was so sharp that it seemed to pierce people's eardrums. The guests and girls in the flower building covered their ears one by one in horror. The strange sound from the knife made his blood pulse so fast that he almost exploded!

This seems to be a kind of formation, more than ten women guard the white monk in the middle, a ball of purple light rises up, turns into a light curtain like a curtain and hangs down, very strange.

But his martial arts skills dodged, and the knights beside him were unlucky. One of the stick wielders couldn't dodge, but was caught in the blood wave. After a loud bang, the stump The severed arm sprayed high into the sky accompanied by blood from the viscera, and then blood rained down in all directions.

Monk Lingcheng cut the flying giant clock into two pieces with one knife, and at the same time he slashed at the purple air curtain with his knife again, breaking the light curtain effortlessly, and sliced ​​it like a bloody knife cutting tofu. The formation was cut in two.

After being scolded by the knight, Monk Lingcheng seemed to wake up a little bit, but what followed was more intense anger. He covered his head in pain and said: "It's not me! I didn't kill it! I was framed !"

"Amu!"

After a word of cursing, Monk Lingcheng slashed at him regardless of enemy and friend. Facing the bloody knife, Tianquan knew that he was no match just by looking at it. .

The light wheel on Monk Baijing's body immediately turned into a cassock and wrapped his body. At the same time, he raised his head and chanted loudly: "The Supreme Bodhisattva of Great Mercy and Great Compassion! Famen disciples obey orders! Drive away evil spirits! Protect my divine light!"

"Monk! How dare you kill my fourth brother! I will fight you!"

"Miss Zhang!"

The rest of the knights were also dumbfounded, and they were about to fight Lingcheng desperately, shouting: "Evil thief! You want to die! We will kill you to avenge Miss Zhang!"

There was a chorus of echoes from the flower building, and then, several figures flew towards the direction of the Bai Jing monk, and more than a dozen girls from the Huxian Building surrounded him, each with their own hands. Holding the magic formula, a light corresponding to the purple-gold light wheel appeared on his body.

Monk Lingcheng resisted the crowd's attack only by instinct, and kept repeating the same words, until a knight stabbed his face with a sword angrily, and was held tightly by his bare hands, with blood oozing from the palm. dripping to the ground.

At this moment, in the eyes of the monk Lingcheng, the face of the young knight in front of him was changing. He was getting old little by little, all his black hair fell off the ground, and his immature face became dry and hideous. Became the person he remembered.

"what--!"

Monk Lingcheng let out a loud roar, and broke the opponent's long sword with his flesh and blood. He slashed at the opponent in a rage, and shouted: "Lingxu! You damn old thief still Dare to appear in front of me!"

(End of this chapter)