Chapter 397 Battle

The young monk's face was the color of pig's liver, and there was a hint of unbearability between his brows. The woman's body on the ground was clearly visible, as if it was his appearance that led to the woman's death.

He raised his head and stared at the big man who killed the woman. He wanted to say Amitabha, but he found that Amitabha could not save the woman at all, nor could he punish the bad guys.

"Huh?"

"Little monk, what's wrong?"

The big man with the knife stared at the young monk with a cruel smile on his face:

"Are you thinking about how to fencing? Don't worry, just come here and I'll tell you, hahahaha!!!"

"Ha ha ha ha!!"

The people around him also burst into uproarious laughter, staring at the young monk as if they were looking at a plate of fat meat that was ready to be slaughtered.

The young monk finally came to his senses. He raised his head and looked at the big man holding the knife. His bald face no longer looked kind and kind, but instead had a stern look on his face. He said, "Have the donor and others ever committed murder?"

"Um?"

The big man holding the knife was stunned for a moment, as if he didn't understand what the young monk said. Then he looked back at the people around him and felt that there was something wrong with his ears. He turned to look at the young monk: "Monk?"

"Is there something wrong with your brain?"

As he spoke, he pointed to the body on the ground and continued: "Isn't this woman the one I killed in front of you?"

"Also, the corpses at the door were also killed by me. Aren't they the owner and waiter of this inn?"

"Oh, by the way, I forgot to tell you, this woman is the daughter of the innkeeper, commonly known as Tofu Xishi."

"I can't believe it, they."

“The family is just in perfect order!!”

After saying that, there was another burst of laughter all around, and all the gangsters stared at the young monk, but they all held the weapons in their hands.

"Monk, tell me, have we committed a murder?"

"But tell me now."

As he said that, the big man with the sword suddenly stood up, looking at the young monk with terrifying eyes. He no longer teased him just now, and his voice was a little cold:

"What can you do to keep me waiting???"

The scene was silent for a moment.

"Let me tell you, if you had not been nosy today, you should not have died here. Now, little monk, ask your Buddha why he asked you to come to die?"

The momentum of the big man holding the sword suddenly increased, and he turned out to be a monk. And judging from his aura, it was obvious that he was not weak. He was a monk at the Golden Core stage.

Everyone around them also burst out with faint auras, all of which were at the Golden Core stage.

Unexpectedly, this group of people turned out to be a group of golden elixir stage gangsters. You must know that ordinary monks don't even bother to be gangsters, let alone in such a small town with only mortals, it is impossible to meet a golden elixir stage monk.

It is even more unbelievable to meet a bandit in the Golden Core Stage.

However, if someone knows the details of this group of people, they will think that everything is normal. This group of people are originally a group of casual cultivators who often make a living by robbing monks. Although their lives are not rich enough, they are also nourishing.

However, two weeks ago, the space gate connecting the two worlds was opened, and the space gate happened to be located in the old nest of this group of loose cultivators, so the old nest was destroyed by the ancient Zerg, and this group of people could only become homeless. The dog fled in panic.

On the way to escape, they met monks from the Buddhist sect. Along the way, whenever the Buddhist monks had free time, they would punish these bandits with justice. There were originally hundreds of bandits.

There are only dozens of people who have fled here.

The remaining gangsters were all shot dead by passing Buddhist monks.

However, those who are interested in this group of gangsters are all Buddhist monks with lower cultivation levels. Otherwise, whenever a Nascent Soul stage Buddhist monk appears, these gangsters will not have the chance to escape here, let alone commit crimes. Such a heinous crime.

It can be said that this group of gangsters hate the Buddhist monks at this moment.

The moment they saw the young monk, they lost interest in the innkeeper's daughter and killed and humiliated a Buddhist monk so that they could more satisfy the violence in their hearts.

In particular, coming with the young monk were a young monk with almost no cultivation, an old monk who was also in the Golden Core stage, and an ordinary monster.

Under siege by their group of Golden Core Stage monks, they could not imagine that this group of people would have any chance of survival.

The old monk who was still sitting on the back of the white jade tiger outside sighed slightly. He could already feel the atmosphere in the inn and knew that there was no way around this matter.

Although the young monk's cultivation level was low, he was full of passion and hatred for evil. He stared at the group of unrepentant evil people, chanted "Buddha" in his heart, and said:

"Since all the donors have admitted that they have committed murder, I have the obligation to send you to Abi Hell to suffer the pain of reincarnation for life after life. I hope that all the donors will repent as soon as possible and escape from reincarnation."

Before he finished speaking, the young monk rushed directly into the inn, trying to deal with the evil people in the inn with his own strength.

On the back of the white jade tiger, the old monk frowned slightly. He suddenly opened his eyes and glanced at the young monk controlled by Chu Fan beside him. Seeing that the young monk had no intention of taking action, he could only shake his head. He had to save his disciple by himself.

But it is.

If the young monk in front of him didn't take action, the master and the disciple would obviously be in trouble.

Sighing again, with a slight float, the old monk landed and rushed into the inn instantly.

In the inn.

The young monk was already fighting with the big man holding the sword. He held the Buddhist bead in his left hand and made a palm with his right hand. The Buddha's light filled the surroundings and struck the big man holding the sword with a bang.

The man with the knife was no ordinary man either. He swung the knife in his hand, making a rumbling sound in the air. Each knife was full of power. Obviously, if the young monk was hit by one knife, he would die.

This was no joke.

Bang! !

The knife hit the table, and the ground under the table suddenly cracked. The young monk barely dodged the knife, but a long cut was made on his mage robe.

His snow-white abdomen was exposed.

"Little monk, you won't have this chance next time."

The man with the knife stared at the young monk, and it seemed that he had not tried his best. His eyes were full of teasing, and he said jokingly: "Don't you want to send me to the Avici Hell? Come on!!"

As he said that, he swung another knife and slashed at the young monk.

At this moment, the old monk entered the inn from outside and was about to run towards the young monk and the man with the knife. Who knew that everyone around him stood up and surrounded the old monk.

Their boss is enjoying the fun of killing the sanctimonious young monk, and he can't let the old monk ruin his fun.

"Old monk?"

"What? You want to send us to the Avici Hell?"

"I heard that you Buddhists all practice the Pure Land? How about we be kind and send you to the Pure Land? Hahaha!!"

"Hahahaha!!!"

The bandits who surrounded the old monk were all smiling, as if they were looking at a young girl.