Although the power of the Holy Buddha Dharma is far less lethal than that of the Shura Dharma.
But its defensive power is almost invincible in front of this group of hostile monks.
After the holy Buddha's Dharma image fell, he struck out again and again!
The golden Buddha palms were raised and photographed one after another!
Every time a palm hits the ground, seven or eight people, maybe a dozen, will be killed.
In just ten breaths, that holy Buddha's Dharma image had killed hundreds of people!
Luo Fu looked indifferent and said calmly: "Only you, the top ten on the heavenly list, the fifth level of palace gods, can break through the defense of my holy Buddha."
"You guys? It's just five thousand pieces of grass."
The enemy monks were all shocked.
suddenly.
Sun Yun looked up to the sky with a ferocious look on his face and smiled: "Luofu thief, don't talk nonsense!"
"Do you really think I will be fooled by you? Your golden Dharma form can no longer hold on!"
"Fellow Taoists, listen to my orders and continue the fierce attack!"
"His golden appearance is showing signs of fatigue, and victory is just around the corner!"
More than 4,800 hostile monks were overjoyed when they heard this, and seemed to have hope again.
The next moment, all the hostile monks once again formed a group and launched a collective attack towards the holy Buddha.
Can.
at the same time!
When Sun Yun called on his fellow disciples and allies.
This person suddenly let out a ferocious laugh, turned into an afterimage from east to west, and fled quickly!
Boom boom boom!
Countless attacks hit the Saint Buddha's Dharma Sign, but nowhere did he see the slightest sign of fatigue in the Saint Buddha's Dharma Sign.
"Ah, Sun Yun ran away!?"
"Damn it, this beast deliberately deceived us and asked us to serve as a shield for him, but he took the opportunity to escape!"
"Sun Yun, I'm going to kill your ancestors!"
More than four thousand hostile monks finally reacted.
Suddenly, the scene was filled with curses and curses.
Immediately afterwards, the more than 4,000 monks also immediately dispersed.
Hula.
More than 4,800 hostile monks fled in all directions like a tide.
He couldn't even break through the defense of the Dharma image, and he still fought, and beat him like crazy.
At the entrance of the temple, Luo Fu narrowed his eyes and frowned slightly.
His straight gaze passed through the crowd and locked on the beautiful back among the people who were fleeing in panic.
Xiaohong!
The next moment, Luo Fu formed a seal with his hands.
A thousand-foot-long dharma image descended from the sky!
The Shura Dharma, with three heads and eight arms, holding eight kinds of weapons, guards the east of the temple!
The Heavenly Dharma Appearance, holding a flying sword, descended from the sky and guarded the south of the temple.
The appearance of this deity descends to the west.
The Prime Minister of Confucianism and Dharma has arrived in the north!
The image of the Holy Buddha jumped from high altitude and landed in the middle of the crowd.
The enemy monks have been defeated and it is difficult for them to attack together.
The Shura Dharma Immediately wielded eight kinds of weapons and massacred the enemies in the east like the autumn wind sweeping away fallen leaves.
Tianzun Faxiang holds a flying sword. The sword energy is like a rainbow. The sword energy cuts through the sky. The sword sword cuts the enemy, chops melons and vegetables.
In the Dharma form of the deity, he raised his arms high and used stellar finger strength to crisscross and shoot at the enemies.
Tai Confucian Dharma Master, holding a paintbrush, wrote the word "kill" and the word "death" one after another in the sky. All the monks who were close to the writing were shattered to pieces!
The holy Buddha Dharma image waved the Buddha's palm to completely break up the enemy's formation.
massacre!
The five dharma images appeared collectively and launched a ruthless massacre!
In this no-fly zone of the Immortal Pond Forest, how can human legs run more than a thousand feet away?
Just like when 10,000 enemy monks were besieged and massacred, there were 2,000 monks from the Penglai Divine Sect!
At the exit of the temple, Luo Fu narrowed his eyes, and he finally took action!
He arched his back slightly, like a sensitive cheetah, and suddenly shot out!
The power of wind!
The divine power of the wind was released, sweeping up Luo Fu's already strong body and moving forward quickly.
Its running speed is directly increased several times!
Its sprint was so fast that it turned into an afterimage.
Pass through the forest and surpass others!
Luo Fu kept passing by, surpassing each enemy monk, but turned a blind eye to them.
From beginning to end, his eyes were locked on only one person.
Xiaohong!
There is a huge distance between the two of them!
A moment later, they were eight thousand feet apart!
Two moments later, six thousand feet!
Four thousand feet!
Two thousand feet!
Close!
Luo Fu's narrowed eyes stared at Xiaohong's back, with cold murderous intent flashing in his pupils.
A thousand feet!
Five hundred feet!
Two hundred feet!
One hundred feet!
Xiaohong, who was running wildly to escape, suddenly sensed Luo Fu's murderous intention and quickly pursued him.
While running for her life, Xiaohong looked back sharply.
In sight, the distance between Luo Fu and Luo Fu was less than thirty feet!
Xiaohong was so frightened that she lost her wits and her face turned pale. She ran for her life and screamed: "Luo Fu, Junior Brother Luo Fu, I was wrong!"
"I shouldn't be greedy for the temptation that Wandao Immortal Palace gave me, and I shouldn't lure two thousand of my fellow disciples into a trap."
"Junior brother Luo Fu, I..."
Luo Fu's starry eyes narrowed into two horizontal lines. As he was chasing after him quickly, he raised his right arm slightly and made a graceful horizontal swing.
Put your fingers together to form sword fingers!
A nine-day divine power condensed into a sword light.
Swipe with one finger!
The sword light came out in response.
The sword light cut through the sky silently.
Xiaohong's legs were also broken at the knee level without any sound!
A pair of calves separated from the body, causing Xiao Hong, who lost support, to fall directly to the ground.
Under the inertia of her desperate running, that pitiable delicate body rolled and collided on the ground quickly like a stone falling off a cliff, creating deep pits on the ground.
"Junior Brother Luo Fu, show mercy, Xiaohong really knows her mistake!"
"Junior Brother Luo Fu, please give Xiaohong a chance to change her ways!"
"Xiaohong will definitely..."
Her delicate body was still rolling rapidly, breaking towering ancient trees.
Luo Fu jumped high, put his fingers together, and waved again!
With one finger sweep, the sword light drew a perfect arc.
Xiaohong's left arm was broken at the elbow!
The sword passed by, silently!
Xiao Hong, who was stumbling and rolling, screamed like a ghost.
Luo Fu looked indifferent and turned a blind eye to the scream, and then swept out with one finger.
Xiaohong’s right arm was broken at the elbow!
The sword passed by, but there was still no sound!
Xiaohong, who had lost all her limbs, finally stopped from rolling amidst the shrill screams of ghosts.
She was lying on her back, her delicate and lovely face covered with blood mixed with soil.
He looks so embarrassed, how could he be so charming and savage like before?
When she howled in horror, she struggled to open her blood-stained eyelids.
In his line of sight, he happened to see Luo Fu's condescending and cold eyes.
And, a poking index finger!
In his sight, the index finger was getting closer and closer.
Bang!
The slender index finger was placed between Xiao Hong's eyebrows.
With a muffled sound.
Xiaohong, the spiritual palace exploded!
"Ahhhhh!"
"Junior Brother Luo Fu, please, please..."
Xiaohong's stern pleading sounded in his ears, Luo Fu only glanced at her indifferently, then raised his head, and suddenly turned into an afterimage and left.
Leaving the half-dead Xiaohong where she was.
gone!
Xiaohong was lying on the ground, suddenly with a look of ecstasy on her face: "He, he, he forgives me?"
"Ha, cough... Haha, cough, he, he really forgives me?"
She struggled to get up, but with both arms, only her elbows were left.
However, after a moment.
Xiaohong, who survived the disaster, looked ashen again!
Luo Fu, go and come back!
But this time, Luo Fu was holding a half-dead person in his hands.
The man's entire body had broken bones and blood dripping from all his orifices. He was dying and was lifted up in the air by the indifferent Luo Fu.
Xiaohong's pupils shrank in fear, and she hurriedly looked at the half-dead man's face.
At this look, he was frightened to death again!
"Sun Yun!?"
Sun Yun, who was ranked 50th on the Heavenly Ranking in Wandao Immortal Palace, was carried by Luo Fu like a dead dog!
Na Luo Fu looked down at Xiao Hong's dirty face indifferently.
Then, he picked up Sun Yun's right arm and threw it high.
Sun Yun was thrown into the sky.
Zheng!
Shocking Immortal Sword, attack!
After the crisp sword cry, a sword light spread across the north and south.
Sun Yun was cut in half with one sword and cut in midair.
Two body parts fell at Luo Fu's feet.
Luo Fu's expression remained indifferent.
Xiaohong was scared crazy!
In her impression, Luo Fu always had a gentle attitude towards his fellow disciples unless he was facing enemies from the same sect.
She had never seen Luo Fu show such an indifferent expression towards her.
even!
When Luo Fu just threw Sun Yun away and cut him in half with his sword, he didn't even look at Sun Yun during the whole process!
"Luo, Luoluo..."
Xiaohong was so frightened that her upper and lower teeth collided rapidly, trembling silently.
She was extremely remorseful.
She finally realized how cold and callous Luo Fu was when he was regarded as an enemy.
At this time, the screams that kept coming from all directions gradually subsided.
Luo Fu finally looked away from Xiaohong.
His calm eyes slowly swept in all directions and said: "Two thousand people ran away."
"Not perfect."
More than 4,800 monks did not attack or fight back, they just ran for their lives.
In this state, it is extremely rare to still intercept and kill 2,800 people.
So far.
Five thousand hostile monks, three thousand died at the hands of Luo Fu.
"Luo, Junior Brother Luo, you, you cut off my limbs and destroyed my palace soul, it's time to vent your anger."
Luo Fu remained silent and didn't even look at Xiao Hong.
No matter how Xiaohong begged and reasoned, Luo Fu never said a word.
He looked to the west, picked up Xiaohong with one hand, and turned into an afterimage and left.
"Where are you taking me?"
"Are you taking me back to the sect? Well, let the sect master handle me."
Luo Fu was silent and walked vigorously.
Through the forest and over the mountains.
Suddenly, an extremely strong rancid smell frightened the panicked Xiaohong.
She twisted her neck hard.
When I saw a mass grave of thousands of people in front of me.
Xiao Hong's eyes showed a look of extreme fear.
She was shaking rapidly all over her body.
Luo Fu held Xiaohong in his arms and faced the Thousand People's Trap, the murderous intent gradually dissipating from his face.
He sighed softly: "Everyone from the same sect, brothers and sisters."
"Coming to collect a debt."
After saying this, Luo Fu's starry eyes narrowed!
This blood debt must be settled.
The Divine Art of the Heavens - The Hell of All Dryness!
The divine power of time spread fiercely, covering the entire Thousand Man Pit.
Under the influence of the divine power of time, the entire Thousand Man Pier seemed to be performing an elegy of time.
The world has changed, time has turned back!
The power of death!
The divine power of death is spread over every corpse of a disciple of the Penglai Divine Sect.
The next moment, two thousand mutilated corpses that had been buried emerged from the soil, exuding a strong aura of death!
"Ahhhhh!"
Xiao Hong was so frightened by this scene that she coughed up green bile from her beautifully shaped mouth due to extreme fright!
She had already guessed what Luo Fu was going to do.
"Junior Brother Luo, don't ah ah ah ah!"
Luo Fu looked indifferent and threw Xiaohong into the pit of thousands of people!
The two thousand corpses all showed ferocious expressions of anger and hatred.
Swarm up!
They tore into Xiaohong's body frantically, chewing her flesh and bones.
Eat his flesh and drink his blood!
Xiaohong was torn into countless pieces in an instant!
She was like a maggot eaten by ants, with no bones left!
Great revenge must be avenged!
next moment.
All the dead were silent.
They all faced Luo Fu and clasped their hands.
As if using silent language to convey their gratitude.
Luo Fu looked at this scene and sighed: "My fellow disciples, you can go on your way with peace of mind."
"Luo Fu, I'll give you a ride."
Luo Fu waved his hand.
The Nine Heavens Divine Flame puts all the corpses in the sea of fire.
In the fierce flames, the final closing song was played for them.
Luo Fu took one last look at the Thousand Man Trap and turned to leave.
Xianchi Forest, core area.
In the Holy Land of Immortal Pond, the temple is as peaceful as ever.
But at the entrance of the temple, there were two more things.
They were two vigorous wooden monuments cut from ancient trees in the sky.
The entrance is on the left, and there are inscriptions on the wooden tablet.
"Penglai, all disciples of the Shen Sect can enter."
"No limits."
The entrance is on the right, and there are words on the stele.
"The source of the fairy pond is taken from Luo Fu."
"If you don't accept it, come fight!"
