Peerless Headmaster

Chapter 467 Emergencies
This sudden change caused everyone present to be a little stunned. No one expected such a person to jump out suddenly, and they were caught off guard for a while.

The young monk was caught by this man and couldn't move, his whole body trembled violently, his face turned pale with fright.

"Presumptuous! How dare you act fiercely in my Buddha's land?" Xuan Ku suddenly became furious, pointing at that person and yelling angrily.

The man was dressed in a black robe, his face was covered by a bamboo hat, so he couldn't see his face clearly, but he sneered and said, "What about the place of Buddhism? Even if I piss on your Buddha's head, what can you do to me?"

As soon as this remark came out, all the Buddhists present were furious. This was an insult to their Buddhist faith. Immediately, all the monks stepped forward, staring at the black-robed man covetously, eager to jump up and teach him a lesson. This guy.

"Let him go, if you compete with my Fachan Temple, I will accompany you!" Xuan Ku said with a face full of anger.

The man in black sneered contemptuously, exerted strength in his hand, and with a bang, the neck of the young monk was crushed by the man, and the big head fell off, and blood gushed out from the headless corpse. Splashed the entire Buddhist altar.

Everyone present was shocked. This person killed the young monk even if he disagreed with him. This is too crazy. Isn't he afraid that he will not be able to leave this Fachan Temple today?
"Damn it!" Seeing the black-robed man kill the young monk, Xuan Ku was furious, rushed up to the Buddhist altar, and struck the black-robed man with a mighty palm.

The two old monks Xuan Du and Xuan Zhen were not idle either, they helped Xuan Ku at the same time.

"Overestimating one's abilities." The black-robed man smiled contemptuously, and with a single step, the entire Buddhist altar collapsed, and an indescribably terrifying momentum spread in all directions.

Everyone present trembled, this aura was too terrifying, not to the extent they could have imagined at all, the martial artist with a lower cultivation level spurted out a mouthful of blood, and fainted from the shock.

Those with high cultivation bases, such as Ning Heng's god-bone fighters, also had their internal organs churn, and their faces looked particularly pale.

Looking at the center of the collapsed Buddhist altar, the black-robed man stood proudly, the three old monks Xuan Ku, Xuan Du, and Xuan Zhen were each wounded, with blood dripping from the corners of their mouths, their faces were very ugly.

Seeing this, Ning Heng couldn't help but take a deep breath. He also knows the cultivation of Xuan Ku and the three of them. No one is weaker than Luo Hongshan, the general town of Beishan. With the three of them working together, they can't even take down the black robe People, but were injured by it, how terrible is the strength of this black robed man?
"Shenyuan master?" Xuan Ku and the three of them looked at the black-robed man with incomparable solemnity, and some dared not judge the black-robed man's cultivation level.

"Shenyuan? Hehe, that's all you know." The black-robed man said disdainfully.

At this time, Ning Heng recognized that this person's voice was somewhat familiar, and it seemed to be somewhat similar to the Northern Giant Red King who had visited the Golden Crow Sect not long ago.

"Is it really him?"

Ning Heng's pupils shrank, and his heart became tense. If it was really the Northern Giant Red King, then none of the people present today would survive.

"Teacher, this person's strength is too terrifying, we'd better leave this place first." Zhou Xinglong also sensed the fear of the black-robed man, and hurriedly said in front of Ning Heng.

Ning Heng nodded, he didn't want to pay attention to the affairs of this place, and wanted to leave Fachan Temple immediately.

But the next moment, the man in black robe waved his hand, and a black jade plate flew into the air, and then a pitch-black light curtain fell, covering the entire Fachan Temple in the light curtain.

Ning Heng and others wanted to escape, but they were blocked by this dark scene, and they couldn't leave Fachan Temple at all.

In other words, this place has become a prison, just like the situation in the dispute between the two states, everyone has become a turtle in an urn.

Ning Heng tried to bombard the black light curtain several times, but he was still unable to break it. Seeing this situation, Ning Heng knew that it was impossible to break out with the strength of these people.

The man in black laughed loudly, and suddenly took off the hat on his head, revealing a very ordinary face.

Ning Heng glanced at it and his heart sank. This person is indeed the Northern Giant Red King.

Faced with such a powerful enemy, Xuan Ku and the three knew that they were no match, so Xuan Ku immediately asked, "What exactly do you want to do?"

King Beijuchi smiled faintly: "I heard that you are holding a lecture meeting here, so I came here to see the excitement, and I asked your Buddhist sect to ask for something."

Xuan Ku frowned and said, "What do you want?"

"Three deification formulas!"

As soon as these words came out, Xuan Ku and the three of them all changed their colors, and all of them involuntarily looked at Ning Heng in the distance.

Ning Heng cursed in his heart, thinking what are you three old bald donkeys looking at me for?Do you want to draw the attention of the Northern Juchi King to Lao Tzu?

Sure enough, the Northern Giant Red King also looked towards Ning Heng. Seeing that Ning Heng was also here, the Northern Giant Red King seemed to be taken aback, somewhat unexpected.

However, the Northern Giant Red King immediately became happy: "I never thought that Headmaster Ning would be here."

Ning Heng forced a smile, which was uglier than crying.

King Beijuchi looked at Xuanku and the three again, and with a wave of his hand, another young monk was caught by him.

"Stop!" Xuan Ku and the three hurriedly stopped him, but how could King Beiju Chi listen to them? With a pinch of his hand, the young monk was killed on the spot.

"Give me the three gods' Yuan Jue, otherwise no one in Fachan Temple will be able to live today." Beijuchi King said indifferently.

Both Xuanzhen and Xuandu looked hesitant. They really wanted to say that Ning Heng had obtained the Three God Transformation Yuan Jue, but because it was the master's decision, they dared not say it easily at this moment and could only look at Xuan Ku, after all, Xuan Ku is the abbot of the Fachan Temple, and Xuan Ku gave Ning Heng the Three Deified Yuan Jue.

Xuan Ku's old face was full of anger. He didn't want to involve Ning Heng, but looking at the appearance of the Northern Giant Red King, he was determined to obtain the three gods. If he didn't say it, the monks here would be afraid. They will die in the hands of this person one by one.

For a moment, Xuan Ku fell into a dilemma, not knowing what to do.

Northern Juchi King was not the kind of patient person. Seeing that Xuanku and the other three were silent, he grabbed another monk and pinched his throat without saying a word.

Xuan Ku's eyes were about to burst, but he still didn't say Ning Heng, and kept chanting Amitabha Buddha while clasping his hands together, his whole body trembling.

The Northern Juchi King grinned, and grabbed a monk again. Just as he was about to attack, the monk Huiling rushed up, cast the Ten Thousand Laws Unbreakable Golden Body, and punched the Beiju Red King directly.

"Looking for death!" the Northern Juchi King yelled, and threw out the same punch. Monk Huiling's unbreakable golden body collapsed immediately, and his whole body flew upside down, with blood gushing out.

Just when King Beijuchi was about to kill Monk Huiling, Ning Heng sighed and stood up by himself: "Stop it, the Three Deities' Yuan Jue is in my hands."

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