Above the sea, heavy rainstorms poured.

On the large area of ​​colorful auspicious clouds, ten disciples of the White Lotus Palace and thirty monks of the Red Lotus Temple were forced to kneel down by Wu Jin and others.

Forty Wu family men stood behind the disciples of the White Lotus Palace and Honglian Temple with big axes in hand. As long as Wu Tie gave the order, the axe would fall, and the head would roll and blood would flow like a spring.

Fan Kun's face twitched violently, and the Buddhist beads in his hand were spinning rapidly, almost turning into a afterimage.

He hissed and shouted, "King Wu, it's not fair... Why do you only kill ten people in Bailian Palace? But you kill thirty disciples of Honglian Temple?"

Wu Tie looked at Fan Kun in surprise: "Is it strange? There are only more than 100 disciples in the White Lotus Palace, and you have about 360 disciples in the Red Lotus Temple, so you will naturally have to kill you three times."

Fan Kun roared: "But the matter was caused by the White Lotus Palace!"

Wu Tie shook his head gently: "Yes, it was caused by them... But, what good thing is your Honglian Temple? Well, it's your bad luck. Are you satisfied with this explanation?"

Fan Kun was dumbfounded and couldn't speak.

Although it is difficult to explain when a scholar meets a soldier, the monk seems to have no room for reason to explain when he meets a soldier.

In Sui Dynasty, with the ability of monks from Honglian Temple to speak the lotus, they can fool a good person.

But when he encountered Wu Tie, who could not get into the oil and salt, Fan Kun really had no idea.

"Bai Wen, Bai Wu, the same sentence..." Wu Tie looked at Bai Wen, Bai Wu and said lightly: "Give it back to Pei Feng, everything is easy to say. You walk on your Yangguan Road, and I walk on my single-plank bridge, and everyone will not get in touch with each other."

"If you don't return to others, don't blame me for being ruthless." Wu Tie's tone became more and more erratic.

The more fire he felt in his heart, the more unpredictable Wu Tie's aura became. His scarlet eyes stared at Bai Wen and Bai Wu, and even a smile appeared on his face.

Bai Wen and Bai Wu looked at each other, and Bai Wen said in a low voice: "My junior brothers and junior sisters, remember that the mighty cannot betray, wealth cannot be lust... It is the right time to sacrifice one's life for righteousness."

Wu Tie narrowed his eyes and waved his hand hard.

‘It is time to sacrifice one’s life for righteousness’? This is like Wu Tie becoming the biggest evil man in the world.

If that's the case, then let's be the evil ones.

Fan Kun roared angrily: "King Wu, wait... Bai Wen, Bai Wu, you two little bastards, don't even..."

Where can I stop it?

Fan Kun rushed towards Wu Jin and others, but forty big axes fell down one after another, thirty big bald heads and ten disheveled heads sprayed out. Amid the shrill sound of howling, forty rays of light were dim, about four feet tall, and only one foot shorter than one foot tall rushed out.

These disciples from the White Lotus Palace and Honglian Temple have the strongest ones who have already cultivated the tenth level of the Divine Realm, and the weakest ones who have the strength of the fifth level of the Divine Realm. Most of their divine fetus power has merged with the divine body, so the divine fetus they escaped looks quite weak.

Fan Kun rushed over and punched Wu Jin.

Wu Jin raised the ancient and vicissitudes of wooden shield in his left hand and let Fan Kun fall on the wooden shield with one punch.

Wu Yin and Wu Tong held a long black banner with white bones in four hands and shook them hard.

He heard the shrill roars of gods and demons, and he stretched out his hands formed by black air from the long banner, grabbed the forty divine fetuses with all his hands and pulled them towards the banner little by little.

"Senior brother, help me!" The divine fetus of the disciples of the Ten White Lotus Palace cried at the same time.

When they were forcibly pressed to kneel down on the auspicious cloud, these White Lotus Palace disciples were actually already scared and almost begged for mercy.

However, Bai Wen conquered them with the so-called "Majesty cannot bend, wealth cannot be lustful", and shouted out the slogan "Sacrifice your life for righteousness, just at the right time".

Even if these disciples from the White Lotus Palace are hypocrites, they have pretended to be hypocrites for so many years, and they have forgotten their true appearance for a while, so they still want this little shame.

So, until the axe fell, they had not had time to beg for mercy.

However, the divine body was killed and fell into the evil secret treasure, and was tortured day and night, and could not be reborn for eternity. It was more important to have a divine body.

Ten disciples of the White Lotus Palace cried bitterly and cried loudly.

Bai Wen and Bai Wu's faces shivered violently, and they just gritted their teeth and didn't say a word. The White Deer, Bai He, Bai and other disciples of the White Lotus Palace around them were all at a loss looking at their two senior brothers.

Fanlong and other disciples of Honglian Temple roared and roared, and cursed at Wu Tie.

A loud bang came, Wu Jin vomited blood in big mouthfuls, and he retreated backwards. His left arm was obviously broken into several pieces, his arm drooped softly, and the wooden shield in his hand made a harsh roar, which fell from Wu Jin's hand and was knocked hundreds of miles by Fan Kun.

Wu Tie waved his left hand and a shocking sword light broke through the air.

Among the crowd, fifty Red Lotus Temple disciples flew up, and the sword intent of exterminated people exploded. Before the fifty divine fetuses could fly out of their bodies, they were completely crushed by the sword intent, and they were directly beaten to death and completely disappeared.

Fan Kun's body suddenly stiffened.

Fanlong's eyes cracked and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

These disciples, these disciples of Honglian Temple, are all elites who form the Vajra Sumeru Formation. In order to form the formation and cooperate, they spend time with each other day and night. They are the closest group of brothers in Honglian Temple.

But Wu Tie was so cruel and decisive that he directly killed fifty of them, beating them to pieces...

Fanlong felt heartbroken, heartache as if it was twisted.

"Wu Tie, King of Martial Arts..." Fanlong vomited blood while making a shrill and sad roar like a cuckoo crying blood.

"Kneel down!" Wu Tie pointed at Fan Kun: "You hurt my eldest brother, this is a death sentence... Kneel down, or I will kill all these dead bald men now!"

Fan Kun's body trembled, and he stared at Wu Tie tightly. A shadow of Kunpeng appeared behind him. He was panting lowly, and a crazy and cruel beastly nature appeared in his scarlet eyes.

In Honglian Temple for many years, Fan Kun originally thought that he had wiped out the innate beast nature in his bloodline. But today he realized that the beast nature was in his heart and never dissipated.

He wanted to rush up and swallow Wu Tie in one bite.

Another sword light lit up at Wu Tie's fingertips. He looked at Fan Kun with a smile and asked slowly: "I want to kill me? Come on... see if you killed me, or will I kill them all?"

Fan Kun closed his eyes, and two lines of blood and tears flowed down his eyes.

"Big Demon!" Fan Kun murmured.

"Is it interesting?" Wu Tie laughed, then lowered his voice and murmured softly: "You forced me to kill someone, and now I'm still labeling me as a great demon... Is this interesting?"

"Tsk, Honglian Temple, Bailian Palace...you are really boring." Shaking your head, Wu Tie sighed: "But what are you wasting your saliva with you? I am the Lord of Wu Kingdom, not you messy people."

"You dare to plot against me, and you dare to plot against the people around me... Then, kill them all."

As soon as the sword light was spitting, another disciple of Honglian Temple was crushed to pieces, and his soul was completely shattered by the sword intent. Wu Tie shouted sternly: "Fan Kun, kneel down!"

Fan Kun's body twitched violently, and he knelt in the void with a "bang".

The sea below was surging into the sky, and two terrifying qi were released from Fan Kun's knees, breaking a large pit with a diameter of 100 miles on the sea surface. Then the qi was blowing the seabed rock layer, blasting this disaster-stricken underwater rock layer into a large hole with a diameter of 100 miles and a depth of 100 miles.

Wu Jin shook his left hand hard, and the unparalleled Witch bloodline burst out with powerful vitality, and his arms healed rapidly.

With a backhand move, the wooden shield flew back into his hand from hundreds of miles away. Wu Jin had a gloomy face and walked to Fan Kun with a big stance, carrying his big axe and slashed at Fan Kun with dozens of axes.

The sound of "Ding Ding Dangdang" continued, and Wu Jin's big axe burst out with dazzling light, but it only slashed a large piece of Mars on Fan Kun's body, which failed to hurt him at all.

Fan Kun's cultivation is much stronger than Wu Jin. Compared with Wu Jin's peak of the tenth level of the God Realm, the gap is too big and too big compared to Wu Jin's third level of the God Realm.

Especially Fan Kun's body is Kunpeng. Such an ancient divine beast has an extremely powerful bloodline. Fan Kun's body is a hundred times stronger than the ordinary tenth level of physical cultivation. How can ordinary magic weapons and weapons damage him?

Wu Tie sneered again: "Fan Kun, why don't you cooperate with my elder brother?"

Fan Kun was stunned. He looked at the broken corpse on the colorful auspicious clouds, gritted his teeth, and forced his blood.

Fan Kun's powerful body immediately cracked a bloody hole. Wu Jin's big axe fell down crazily, and wounds that were deep enough to reach the bone were slashed on Fan Kun's huge body. The pain made Fan Kun twitch all over and kept roaring in his throat.

"You shouldn't have plotted against my brothers again and again." Wu Jin's eyes turned red and he also fell into a semi-crazy state.

Wu Jin remembered what happened back then again.

At the Wu Family Stone Fort, foreign enemies attacked, and father and brother fell powerlessly in a pool of blood...

Wu Jin was able to kneel down to the enemy for the sake of his brother's life... In his heart, this was an untouchable taboo.

Wu Tie is not at fault, but Pei Feng was taken away by someone with his magical powers.

Wu Jin understood Wu Tie's mood at this moment.

So Wu Jin was also crazy.

"We have always wanted to have enough food and drink, and have a place to live." Wu Jin roared in a low voice: "We have always wanted to make our relatives and friends live well."

"Why, once, once, once, once, once..." Every time Wu Jin said 'one', the big axe would slash Fan Kun's body hard: "Once, once, once, once..."

Wu Jin slashed wildly, and except for "once", he seemed to be unable to speak anymore.

Wu Yin and Wu Tong's face were also extremely ugly. They shook the long banner and forced the forty divine fetuses into the banner.

There were immediately shrill sounds of ghosts and wolves crying and wolf howlings from the long banner. Ancient ghosts and demons sacrificed by the Wu family were frantically fighting for the forty fresh and hot divine fetuses in the long banner, and at the same time, the true spirit in the divine fetuses also transformed into ghosts and demons.

The miserable howling sounds on the colorful auspicious clouds shook the sky and the ground was covered with blood.

At first glance, Wu Tie and others are really like evil demons and heretics, while these disciples of Honglian Temple are like true Buddhas who have subdued demons and eliminated demons; while those little white-faced and beautiful women in the White Lotus Palace have become innocent people who have been harmed by evil demons.

"Bai Wen, Bai Wu, what are you... thinking?" Wu Tie narrowed his eyes and looked at Bai Wen, Bai Wu.

"My brother can't do such evil things...but there are evil demons in the world. There are all kinds of scum and bastards in the prisons of Wu Kingdom." Wu Tie said slowly: "You said, if I order your delicate and watery little sisters to throw them into the darkest and most tyrannical prison in Wu Kingdom, what will happen?"

The female disciples of the White Lotus Palace immediately changed their faces.

Bai Wen sighed lightly and finally said, "King Wu, you dare to kill my disciple of Bailian Palace and have committed an unforgivable serious crime... You are not worried, how will Pei Feng be retaliated against by us?"

Wu Tie pondered for a while and nodded: "It's okay, if she dies, I will avenge her. What a simple thing!"

With a slight finger, Bai, who was lying beside Bai Wen, was lit by Wu Tie's head.

A fist-sized ball of inspiration flew out of the white body, turned into a stream of light and was about to fly away.

Bai is already at the extreme level of the tenth level of the divine realm. His divine fetus has been completely merged with his body, and only one innate Yuan Spirit is hidden deep in the divine body. This innate Yuan Spirit is very magical. Although there is not much power, all the magical power changes, especially the light-reaching technique, are far more flexible and clever than the divine body.
To be continued...