My Young Lord Is Really Righteous Chapter 87: ? If you want me to be merciful, who will give me mercy?

The air was full of blood, and the head of Wanyan Burning Fire rolled on the ground, with blood puddles.

Blood spurted in the air.

I dyed a monk.

The white monk's robe, which does not stain dust like a white lotus, was stained with a large amount of blood at this moment.

There are drops of blood on the monk's face and head.

The smile on his face froze.

Unexplained, puzzled.

With his palms together, he slowly raised his head and looked at Luo Hong.

"The donor is not satisfied with the little monk's answer?"

The white-robed monk stared directly at Luo Hong. The blood on the white robe made him look like a blood Buddha returning from hell.

Luo Hong, wearing the mask of the evil monarch, smiled, his silver hair flying.

"Very dissatisfied, you don't understand me."

"He who hasn't died yet understands me."

Luo Hong pointed to Wanyan Lihuo with his head separated.

"You think you know everything, see through the world, and break through the falsehood... In my opinion, you know what a fart."

"Who wants me to put down the butcher knife, then who will put down the butcher knife for me?"

Suddenly lifted the ancient sword ground dragon, the sword chanted continuously, and the blood on it was like a dragon winding.

This ancient sword that has been silent for a long time seems to be recovering today.

"The Buddha cuts meat and feeds eagles, so that he can realize the principles of Buddhism."

"The donor clearly has a Buddha in his heart, why don't he want it?"

"Since he is unwilling, why can the donor realize the Buddha in his heart?"

The monk looked at Luo Hong and continued.

"If people divide good from bad, does the Buddha not distinguish good from bad?"

Luo Hong leaned on the ancient sword, raised his chin, and looked at the blood-stained monk with a smile.

"If you have a Buddha in your heart, even if you are facing hell, you can still enlighten the Buddha, even if there are corpses on the ground, and flowers from the other side are blooming everywhere, you can become a Buddha."

Luo Hong's words stunned the monk again.

He didn't seem to dare to look at Luo Hong, his heart was a little shaken.

He looked at the full-faced Lie Huo corpse on the ground, as if he didn't understand that Luo Hong, who was murderous and unblinking, could actually speak such Zen words.

Luo Hong said nonsense and ignored the monk.

His gaze shifted horizontally, with oppressive gazes, falling to those figures outside Taolin.

Wu Meiniang with a sword box on her back, Xiao Erqi with two knives, and a little Taoist with a big smile on her face.

The pressure on him by these three people is inexplicably great.

Will they make a move?

Luo Hong under the mask, smiling like a flower, drags the ancient sword to the ground, and continues to walk.

If someone stops, kill it.

If you want me to be merciful, who will give me mercy?

If I don't want to, I will kill a hundred flowers and dare not bloom.

……

Half-mountain Daping.

Wan Yan Chegu, who was sitting cross-legged, opened his eyes suddenly. He wanted to calm his heart, but he found that he couldn't calm down.

Suddenly, he was shocked all over.

Staring at the palace in front of the hilltop.

Even here, he could feel the strong air machine erupting in front of the palace gate at the top of the mountain, and he felt the boiling blood of the fifth-grade peak of Wanyan Liehuo.

It is like a fire in the dark night, extremely blazing.

Start the battle!

It's not just Wan Yan Liehuo, but Yuan Xiazi is also tilting his head, frowning, listening to the battle on the top of the mountain.

On the Daping, the rich blood is permeated, and the seven corpses are arranged neatly beside Wanyan Chegu, which is really miserable.

The students who came to Jixia Academy this time from the Golden Tent King Court were almost wiped out in the enrollment assessment.

Only a single seedling of Wanyan Liehuo is left. If Wanyan Liehuo is also dead, then the Golden Tent King Court is really **** this time.

Although they did not send the most enchanting genius into the enemy country, but... these geniuses are also the future pillars of the royal court.

On the Daping, many other genius protectors stared at the battle on the top of the mountain with great interest.

Although they can't see clearly, they can feel the strong ups and downs of their breath.

Suddenly, Yuan Xiazi suddenly grasped the bamboo pole in his hand.

"Nine swords into a dragon?"

Yuan Xiazi tilted his head, took a deep breath, said.

Wan Yan Liehuo's face is already as serious as a stone sculpture.

Under the peach blossom tree, Li Xiuyuan stopped reading anymore, rolled up the booklet, twisted a piece of peach blossom, and looked towards the top of the mountain.

The auras one after another are very clear in the perception of the strong in Daping, mid-mountain.

Finally, the breath on the top of the mountain sinks, and it seems that the winner is divided.

The complexions of many guardians are a little weird, because in their perception, Wanyan Fierce Fire's fifth-grade qi and blood aura like the scorching sun in the sky, quiet and dry...

They looked at Wanyan Chegu one after another, with joking and sympathy in their eyes.

The geniuses of the King's Court of the Golden Account...It's really miserable.

Wanyan Liehuo's breath is dry, and there is only one situation, and that is defeat.

Many Taoist protectors did not expect that even if Luo Hong broke through in the climbing process, he would at most be the seventh-rank sword repair, the seventh-rank war, the fifth-rank, or the famous fifth-rank on the yellow list, but he turned out to be the fifth-rank defeat. .

When Yan Liehuo's breath fell silent.

Wan Yan Chegu's body began to tremble slightly.

The next moment, the ancient bow on his back fell into his hand, and in an instant, murderous intent appeared on the Daping.

Wanyan Chegu Yibow actually aimed at the top of the mountain.

This change has slightly changed the expressions of many Taoists.

Finally can't help it? !

Shoo!

An arrow was shot, and to everyone's surprise, this arrow... was actually shot at Li Xiuyuan.

The world is bleak at this moment, as if there is only this horrible arrow left.

As soon as the arrow was shot, Wanyan Chegu's figure burst out, like a fierce wolf running on the grassland chasing its prey, and a few moves rushed into the mountain.

Li Xiuyuan didn't expect to face the arrow of Wanyan Chegu.

However, with a raised eyebrow, he whispered: "A gentleman does not stand a dangerous wall."

The next moment, he didn't see any movement in his figure.

The arrow gradually became limp in front of him, and finally fell to the ground feebly.

Underneath, many Taoist protectors took a deep breath. This understatement was a means of dissolving the killer moves of a Golden Tent King's Heavenly Ranking master. It is indeed a half-step Confucian fairy.

Li Xiuyuan held his hands, his green shirt flying, and peach blossoms flying above his head.

He looked at Wanyan Chegu, who was rushing to the top of the mountain like a wild wolf, and shook his head with a smile.

"Since you are looking for death, then don't stop."

Li Xiuyuan whispered softly.

On the other hand, Zhao Donghan sweats his forehead in a hurry.

"Teacher Yuan, hurry up! Catch up! That **** definitely wants to move my son!"

The scars on Zhao Donghan's anxious face were shaking.

Yuan Xiazi did not neglect.

The silver spear swept away, and the man and the spear seemed to be one, turning into a thunder light, rushing out to the top of the mountain.

The show has begun!

Many Taoist defenders on Daping are ready to move, and they want to climb to the top of the mountain to watch the battle, but... thinking of the rules of Jixia Academy, they still stay on the mountainside.

Li Xiuyuan glanced at Blind Yuan Yuan who was also catching up. Without any rush, he stepped up the ladder leisurely.

……

On the top of the mountain.

Luo Hong and the monk passed by with their backs facing each other.

The wind blew lightly, blowing up the monk's blood-stained robe.

He wiped a handful of blood from his face, folded his palms together, and his eyes didn't know when some blood was covered.

"Donor, you are in a demon! It is enough to have your father slaughter in the world, don’t have to slaughter another villain."

The monk said.

"The poor monk would like to ferry you."

The words fell, and the monk's blood-stained white robe flew up, chanting Buddhist scriptures in his mouth, and there was a faint Buddha light surging.

Luo Hong, who turned his back to the monk, rubbed the silver hair hanging from his forehead and curled his mouth.

"What to do with you?"

The words fall.

The monk and Luo Hong turned around at the same time, their eyes met each other.

The monk has a solemn face, and as a five-rank Buddhist Little King Kong, he already possesses extraordinary powers.

As soon as the power of thought moves, the whole precious aspect is solemn, and the dharma aspect emerges.

Want to shock Luo Hong's mind.

However...

Luo Hong wore a half-mask, leaned a sword, raised his chin, and his nostrils were facing toward it~IndoMTL.com~ and he made a look.

The Thousand-Hand Evil Buddhism phase appears after the mask is augmented.

A hundred hands are born on the back of the Buddha.

As if two Buddhas are discussing Zen, the Sanskrit sounds are surging, and the world is full of Buddha's light.

The next moment.

The condensed image of the monk was crushed to pieces. The white-robed monk's complexion was pale, the spirit was damaged, he coughed up a mouthful of blood, staggered back, and sat down on the ground desperately.

But compared to mental damage, his mental shock is more serious.

Some doubts about life.

He is devoted to the Buddha, why is the Buddha in his heart no more than a murderous villain? !

His Buddha, is it wrong?

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