"Killing my nephew and telling lies and showing no repentance is really intolerable!"
"Yes, kill him!"
"There is so much excess in Sanqing Temple, don't even think about going out!"
The monks got closer and closer and began to use force.
Seeing their hypocritical faces, Zhang Dabiao felt disgusted.
He picked up the little monk's body in his hand, used it as a weapon, and immediately swept it in a circle.
Wherever they went, monks were knocked down one after another.
Not enough, not enough!
These disgusting things must die!
Zhang Dabiao took out a dagger from his hand at some point and spun around quickly with his feet.
As his movements stopped, a wound appeared on the necks of the monks in that circle, and blood kept pouring out.
Just like that, Zhang Dabiao circled around at high speed like a spiral, killing people crazily.
After a while, there were piles of corpses on the ground.
"Who made trouble in my Sanqing Temple?"
A familiar female voice came, followed closely by the blue-gray figure flying towards this side.
The Zen staff in her hand was one step ahead of her and shot towards Zhang Dabiao's heart quickly.
Zhang Dabiao ducked sideways, and just as he avoided the Zen staff, he suddenly felt a strong palm wind coming from the other side.
He turned his head and saw that Sanqing had arrived beside him at some point. The nails on his hands were so long that they seemed to be able to penetrate the flesh directly.
"I've been waiting for you for a long time!"
Zhang Dabiao released all his true energy and waved his hand in the direction of Sanqing, and the old man was shocked several meters away.
Sanqing's face was completely drained of color. She had lived for so many years and knew well that those who deal with current affairs are heroes, so she immediately stopped her offensive.
"Senior, it is Sanqing who has the eyes but cannot see Mount Tai! Sanqing apologizes!"
"You have done so many immoral things, and you think you can get away with just a few pleas of apology?" Zhang Dabiao sneered.
"I just absorbed a small amount of other people's essence and didn't harm anyone's life, so why not?" Sanqing sneered: "Senior, you have a very high level of cultivation, but you look young, aren't you also relying on this kind of heresy?
?Who are you to criticize us?"
Zhang Dabiao just wanted to slap this man to death with one palm.
He endured it again and again before he could hold back the anger in his heart.
"Old man, do you think everyone is like you? I'm telling you, I'm only twenty-eight this year!"
Sanqing's face was full of disbelief: "How is it possible? How is it possible!"
Twenty-eight, someone who has cultivated to this level is truly a rare talent.
If the behavior just now was done by Sanqing to save her life, then the next action was that she surrendered to Zhang Dabiao and did it out of sincerity.
"Senior, let me and the entire Sanqing Temple submit to you! From now on, we will only obey you! Over the years, our temple has also collected a lot of treasures, all of which belong to you!"
Zhang Dabiao's disgusted words were stuck in his throat.
This old guy Sanqing said that he would give all the treasures to him.
Didn't he come to Kongtong Mountain just to find the Blood Black Grass?
Maybe it's in there.
Besides, the old guy deserves to die, and Baobao didn't make any mistakes.
When Sanqing saw Zhang Dabiao paused, he knew there was hope.
Her skills are really no match for the man in front of her.
The only way now is to surrender.
"Take me to get the treasure!" Zhang Dabiao ordered.
Sanqing returned to the image of that young woman, blinking her watery eyes and speaking softly: "What if I take you to get the treasure and you come to kill me again?"
Zhang Dabiao didn't like this at all. When he thought that this man's beauty was achieved by absorbing human essence, he just felt sick.
"Why don't you let me leave here first, I'll let someone take you there."
Zhang Dabiao frowned, very impatient.
Judging from the old man's demeanor, it was clear that he had no intention of giving him the treasure, and was pretending to negotiate terms to delay time.
Waiting for others to rescue her from danger?
No more chance.
Zhang Dabiao shouted sharply, and the zhenqi in his palms quickly formed a vortex, heading directly towards Sanqing's face.
"I'll take you to get the treasure right away!" Sanqing panicked and made his final struggle.
As long as the treasure is on Kongtong Mountain, when help comes and the mountain is turned upside down, Zhang Dabiao will not believe that it cannot be found.
"I want to send you to death more than the treasure!"
As his words fell, the vortex also fell on Sanqing's face.
Suddenly, that beautiful face was extremely distorted, her facial features were shattered to pieces, and blood flowed out from the holes quickly, which looked very scary.
Sanqing absorbed essence to stay young, but ended up dying in such an ugly way, which can be regarded as another kind of punishment.
After solving the boss, the next step is the minions.
Several monks had already been so frightened that they collapsed to the ground, crying with runny noses.
"Senior, we have not wanted to do this kind of thing for a long time, but we have no choice but to be coerced by Sanqing, so we can only violate our conscience. Please let us go, senior!"
"Sanqing distributes poison to us at fixed times every month. The shape is weird and hard to distinguish. Only she has the antidote. As long as we don't listen to her, she won't give us the antidote." A monk was afraid that he wouldn't believe it, so he extended his hand.
"You see, in the first month after I came here, I didn't want to do it anymore, so I ran down the mountain secretly, and then I got poisonous. The pain made me tremble all over. No matter where I went, I couldn't tell what happened.
I had no choice but to come back again, this is the scar left by that time."
To know whether what they said was true, Zhang Dabiao only had to check their pulse.
Zhang Dabiao came to an older monk.
"Hands out!"
The old monk seemed very frightened and stretched out his hand tremblingly.
But when the hand was only a few centimeters away from Zhang Dabiao, the old monk quickly drew a sharp knife from his sleeve and stabbed Zhang Dabiao's neck straight.
"You die!" the old monk shouted with all his strength, his face turned black.
Zhang Dabiao didn't even try to hide. He raised his hands in a leisurely manner and watched as the old monk's expression changed from shock to fear, and then to despair.
If the old monk saw it correctly, a protective shield suddenly appeared on Zhang Dabiao's body just now, blocking his attack.
"How dare you show off in front of me with such little effort? I thought you were so capable." Zhang Dabiao felt bored and used his true energy to move the sharp knife in the old monk's hand, causing it to change direction.
The old monk wanted to move but couldn't. He could only watch the sharp knife stabbing his neck.
Then, blood spurted out.
"You are so dedicated to Sanqing, then go down and accompany her!"
The little monk next to me had already fainted from fright.
That's all, dying in a coma is not too painful.
Zhang Dabiao ended it directly.
The entire backyard was filled with a thick smell of blood, and the corpses on the ground were scattered in various directions. Fortunately, this was the backyard of a temple, otherwise the impact would have been huge.