The Strongest Little White Face of Martial Arts

He held Pukong's head, and his eyes had already started to glow with blood: "Xiao Wei, don't worry, this is just the beginning. I will make those hypocrites who are righteous and pious suffer a hundred times, ten thousand times more torture than me!"

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At this time, his complexion had already begun to pale, and the effect of the demon's disintegration of Dafa had passed.

He coughed lightly but his hands tightened, crushing Pukong's head.

"Senior brother!"

Pu Hong looked at the blood flowers flying all over the sky, and boundless madness surged in his heart!

"Ghost King! I, Tianyin Temple, will never die with you!"

I just heard the ghost king chuckle: "Don't you understand, it's not that you Tianyin Temple wants to be with you forever, but my ghost king sect wants to be with you forever!"

"Do you think that I will let you go so easily when I come today?"

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He squinted in all directions, looked at the Tianyin Temple disciples who were looking at him with hatred, and a cruel smile flashed from the corner of his mouth: "You are here today, so don't leave!"

As soon as his words fell, large swathes of black clouds suddenly flashed around Shuiyue Palace.

A strange laugh and an angry howl filled the entire Shuiyue Palace.

A middle-aged man emerged with a smirk, looked at the ghost king, and bowed lightly: "Little man Baihu, kowtow to the suzerain!"

It was Bai Hu, one of the Four Great Sacred Envoys, and behind him was a dense crowd of members of the Ghost King's sect.

Puhong's heart sank, knowing that this matter could not be resolved.

There were four great monks in Tianyin Temple, of which Puzhi was the most advanced one, but unfortunately passed away too early.

And the other three great monks are all here today.

Pu De was already seriously injured, Pu Kong was killed by the ghost king, and he was the only commander left.

Even holding the Great Compassion Golden Wheel, facing the injured ghost king.

But both Qinglong and Baihu were staring at each other.

These three people are all above the Nascent Soul stage, and they are even veteran masters. With the Great Compassion Golden Wheel, he has no pressure to fight one, and he can handle two.

But there are three of them here, and there are countless monks of the Ghost King Sect.

Tianyin Temple's century-old foundation, if you are not careful, it will be empty!

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Chapter One Thousand and Eleven

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Looking at Puhong's blue and white expression, Wan Wan couldn't help laughing. ~)

He couldn't help but feel complacent. For hundreds of years, no matter how rampant the demonic forces were, for a sect like Tianyin Qingyun, it was a relationship between a mouse and a cat. , Horror, insidious, etc., but there is one sentence that must be added: I belong to Qingyun, and I take killing demons and demons as my mission.

It is conceivable that Tianyin's attitude is not too different.

For hundreds of years, it was the ghost king Zongdong who hid in Tibet, while the Tianyin Temple hunted and killed the monks of the demonic way.

At this time, it finally turned around, the hunter and the prey had switched positions!

Puhong heard his laughter, but could only remain silent. He silently circulated the mana in his body, hoping to take advantage of the opportunity of "five six seven" to recover a little.

Faxiang heard Puhong's voice transmission: "If things go wrong later, the master will try his best to hold them back, and you take the elite disciples to find a chance to leave."

His eyes turned red, and he shook his head at Puhong.

Puhong closed his eyes, opened them, and looked at Faxiang sternly: "Fool, life and death are common things. Master's skills are not as good as others, so there is nothing to be sad about. After you return to the mountain, open the big formation and close the mountain gate. This time, Tianyin Temple has hurt its vitality. kuuhuu"

His expression was gloomy, even if he was able to retreat completely at this time, the loss of Tianyin Temple at this time was already great enough, perhaps just like Faxiang said, this time it is the pain of the loved ones, and the enemies should hurry up.

"It's just that it's not that easy for me, Tianyin Temple, to submit." He looked at the golden wheel in his hand, and the two big characters "bugui" on the back of the golden wheel were reflected in his eyes.

I don't regret it.

Pude dragged his weak body and walked to his side. At this time, he had some red and black scars on his body, and he was full of strength.

I have been brothers and sisters for many years, who doesn't understand who?

Nothing more than death!

The ghost king looked at the two people with interest, but let them go, and turned to look at Shuiyue Palace.

At this time, Chu Heng had already woken up and looked at the room quietly.

"Little friend, long time no see, are you okay?"

The ghost king greeted Chu Heng familiarly, as if he was not surprised.

"Your Excellency the Ghost King, you are well."

The ghost king smiled brightly, and said loudly: "Well, of course I'm well! I can kill a big enemy today, and my heart aches so quickly."

Chu Heng looked at his smile coldly, indifferent.