The young man's hands froze and he turned around with a strange expression on his face. He clearly watched him drink the water without leaving a drop. How could he still be awake?
However, what he didn't know was that Xu Tong had the blessing of a dark physique, which allowed him to be 40% reduced in poison. In addition, he had received an increase in his overall physique twice, and his physical fitness was as strong as that of an ox. This psychedelic drug was very useful to him.
It's just a drizzle, and the effect is no different from drinking a bottle of Luoyang Palace.
"Don't be stunned. Yes, it's the ax next to you. Didn't you use this to disembowel Guo Jinhua and the others? I'm lying down, hurry up and let me see if it hurts."
He looked at Xu Tong lying on the ground and winking at him.
The young man's face twitched, and he grabbed the hammer at hand and smashed it at Xu Tong: "You are kidding me!"
Xu Tong turned sideways to avoid the thrown hammer and curled his lips: "I told you, it's best to use an axe."
As he spoke, Big Fatty had been summoned by him. After transforming into a paper armor form, Big Fatty's fingers were like thousands of little snakes, clawing at the young man.
Seeing the fat man appearing out of thin air, the young man's face turned cold. Instead of flinching, he grabbed a burning stick from the stove with his bare hands and quickly touched the stick with his palm.
The flames above immediately attached themselves to his palms. He closed the flames in his palms with both hands and stepped forward violently. With the force of this step, his whole body flew up like a hunting falcon.
"The Furious King of Ming Dynasty!"
The man was in mid-space, and a pale golden flame was stored in his palms. As he opened his hands, his eyes were suddenly enveloped in a golden fire.
Big Fat's skin was rough and fleshy in his paper armor state. After all, he did not get rid of the characteristics of a paper man. Water and fire naturally restrained him. In an instant, those slender tentacles were burned to ashes in the fire.
However, before the young man's face showed joy, the sea of fire was tumbling in front of him, but he saw a wisp of black fire like a wild python out of the sea. In an instant, a terrifying whirlpool was created.
He was also pulled closer by this suction force.
Only then did the young man see clearly the origin of the black whirlpool. It was actually the hand of Xu Tong.
I saw his hands clasped together, and a ball of blue-black fire appeared in his palms. In the blue-black light, there were wisps of the aura of death.
The fire suddenly exploded, forming a twisted and terrifying suction force in the air.
Skill Flame Turbine.
It consumes 20 script points. After activation, it summons corrosive fire, which spins rapidly in the palm of the hand, drawing enemies within 20 square meters around. At the same time, a huge amount of corrosive fire bursts out, attacking the target.
This is No. 8's ultimate killing skill, and was inherited by Xu Tong who got the item card [Ember].
When used at this time, although it is not as powerful and devastating as No. 8, with the blessing of the passive Night God caress of [Dark Physique], all of his dark skills temporarily gain a 20% increase in power, which can be used to deal with young people.
It is already more than enough.
As the flames exploded in the palm of his hand, a fire blade formed by a large corrosive fire burst out. In an instant, five or six firelights hit the young man, not only causing extensive burns on his body, but also triggering the passive effect of [Ember].
ember!
Passive skill 2: Jhin
When the target is damaged, there is a 10% chance of triggering Bone Fire.
(Note: Bone-attached fire is not a special item and cannot be dispelled. It will continue to burn the opponent's flesh and blood, making the wound unable to heal and worsening over time.)
"ah!!"
The young man let out a scream and fell heavily to the ground. Large areas of carbonized flesh appeared on his arms, and firelight flashed from time to time under the skin.
"I'm not as good as you in making porcelain, but when it comes to playing with fire, ten of you can't compare to one of my fingers!"
The black flames dissipated, and Xu Tong stood in front of the young man, looking at him with a half-smile.
"Evil demon!"
The young man got up, clasped his hands together, and looked solemn and dignified.
"Didn't you say you don't believe in Buddhism? Why did you suddenly become a monk now?" Xu Tong narrowed his eyes and deliberately teased: "But I think you are just a fake monk. How can a real monk kill people?"
The young man endured the burning sensation in his arms. When he heard this, he just raised his eyebrows slightly, and his expression became calmer.
"Amitabha, I believe in the Buddha but not the Buddha, and my respect for the Buddha is not the Buddha. If the word "Buddha" is broken down, it means one person and one Buddha. A Buddha needs help from others to become a Buddha. What I want to do is to be a supporter of the Buddha."
"So you killed Guo Jinhua and the others because you thought Yang Cimin had the possibility of becoming a Buddha?" Xu Tong continued to ask.
At Feng Lai Tower, he heard the storyteller tell the story of Bodhisattva's Tomb. He didn't understand it at first, but after thinking about it carefully, he realized that the essence of the Buddha's Head Murder Case was exactly the same as the story of Bodhisattva's Tomb.
To put it bluntly, it is to use the lives of evil people to complete the sacrifice of good people.
This is what he means when he says that the Buddha wants people to support him.
At this time, there was no need for the young man to hide it: "She is a promiscuous woman who has fallen into a sea of desires herself, but she is still willing to help the stupid son of Wang Butcher's family solve his basic physical desires, just like Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva, who is willing to fall into the sea of desire himself."
Hell is where all the ghosts are saved, this is the Buddha nature."
In fact, after Yang Cimin committed suicide, Butcher Wang planned to fight with Guo Jinhua and others, but he could not make up his mind because he still had a stupid son who had to rely on him to support him.
Butcher Wang was struggling in his heart. After drinking too much one day, he ran outside the White Horse Temple and complained to the Buddha. He happened to hear the incident.
So he found Butcher Wang and asked Butcher Wang to tell him the situation of Guo Jinhua and others, and he would help Butcher Wang get revenge.
"Hehe, speaking of which, I am also a beautiful adult, so why not do it."
When the young man said this, a sneer appeared on his face.
Xu Tong sneered. In the final analysis, it was just an excuse for his desire. He straightened his clothes and learned the classic line: "I'm sorry, I'm a policeman."
The young man's mouth twitched and he sneered: "So what? Even if I am caught, who can prove that I was the one who killed him? Do you have any evidence?"
Xu Tong was startled, as if he had reminded him of something. He lifted up the clothes around his waist to reveal the Walkman underneath. After pressing the play button, it turned out to be what he had said just now.
"Hey, you haven't seen high technology before, or played with it."
"you!!!"
The young man listened to his own voice inside, his expression flickered for a moment, his eyes dimmed for a few seconds, and then he suddenly raised his palm: "Go to hell!"
The moment he raised his palm, Xu Tong was keenly aware of the danger and quickly summoned Big Fat to stand in front of him. He vaguely saw a dark golden swastika on this guy's palm.
A strong Buddha's light burst out from it. Fortunately, there was a big fat man standing in front of him, but even so, with the strong holy aura surging, he, as a body of darkness, felt a sense of chest tightness and nausea for no reason.
, even a tingling feeling in the skin.
This is the negative effect of [Body of Darkness]. While reducing all negativity, darkness, and toxicity, when you face damage from sacred attributes, the damage will be increased by a full 40%.
Fortunately, this bright light came and went quickly, and with the big fat man blocking the way, he was naturally safe. After the Buddha's light dissipated, he looked up again and found that the guy had actually jumped over the wall and escaped.
"Can you run away?"
Xu Tong was not worried at all when he saw him running away. It was dark at the moment, and he had the home field advantage. Coupled with the blessing of the Leopard Soul Cloak and Dark Vision, it would be hell if he could run away.
He immediately and leisurely caught up with him, obviously he could overtake him at any time, but he just followed him slowly. No matter how fast the young man accelerated, when he looked back, he would always find that Xu Tong was always five feet away from him.
meters away.
Compared to his sweaty appearance, he looked as relaxed as taking a leisurely stroll.
This made the young man's heart sink. He knew that he had met a master this time. But where did such a master come from? He looked similar to himself, but his strength was so amazing. He had never heard of such a master in the world before.
Such a number one person.
At this time, he didn't care so much anymore, he could only lower his head and run forward, thinking about how to get rid of this guy.
He didn't know whether the night was too dark or the road was too slippery after the rain. At the moment when he was distracted, his foot suddenly slipped and he fell hard to the ground.
The slippery and muddy pit prevented him from climbing up several times. When he looked up, he found a pair of familiar monk shoes in front of him.
This made the young man's eyes tighten and he slowly raised his head. When he saw that familiar face appearing in front of him, the young man couldn't restrain his ecstasy. He quickly grabbed the monk's feet and begged: "Master, Master
Save me, Master, save me!"
Not far away, Xu Tong also stopped and looked up. Standing in front of the young man was the old monk he had met at the White Horse Temple before.
Seeing the old monk suddenly appearing here, Xu Tong couldn't help but feel a little bit in his heart.
From the very beginning, the young man's casual remark about fate reminded him of the relationship between the old monk and this guy. At this time, the young man's words confirmed the relationship between the two as master and disciple.
The young man's strength was not that great. He didn't even need to use [Demon Power] to kill him. It only took a little effort to catch him.
But the old monk is different. Shiyuan's ancestral court is unfathomable and he is a person who truly understands Buddhism thoroughly. If such a person does not take action, it will probably shake the world.
I also have a dark constitution, so there is absolutely no comparison between me and such an old monk.
But he didn't feel afraid, because in addition to being a disciple of the Eighth Sect, he also had an identity as a police officer.
This is the biggest talisman he can use to stand in front of the old monk.
If you encounter those evil ways, this amulet may not be very effective, but a decent person like the old monk will never take action against him rashly.
"Master, he...he is evil and a demon. Kill him quickly and don't let him harm the world!"
After the young man struggled to get up from the ground, he seemed to have found support, pointed at Xu Tong and shouted.
The old monk lowered his eyes slightly and glanced at Xu Tong, but quickly withdrew his gaze. Just as he looked away, he suddenly felt cold all over, as if his clothes had been stripped off and he could see through everything.
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Obviously, the old monk has noticed the characteristics of his dark physique at this time, but even if he notices it, it doesn't matter. The way of practice of Xiajiuliu and Bamen is itself an alternative, focusing on skills rather than Tao. Their decent rules can't control themselves.
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"Appreciate it!"
The young man was still roaring, but the old monk called out his Dharma name and patted his shoulder lightly with his palm. Immediately, Jian Zhi's shouting stopped abruptly, his whole face turned red from suppressing it, and he knelt on the ground with a plop.
