Death Reincarnation Game Chapter 940: The life and death of Dakong Temple

bsp;The group of masked bandits and white-robed warlocks broke into the disciples of the sect and the demon sect, and began. . .

These masked puppets and the white-robed warlocks all seem to be fearless of death. The masked puppets themselves have no fear, while the white-robed warlocks have their own beliefs.

In their belief, they do not enter reincarnation after death, but become gods in the immortal court. They also have their own place and are less afraid of death than ordinary people.

These white-clothed warlocks rush into the crowd with the intention of killing one to satisfy their base and killing two to turn one around.

Those people from the Demon Sect were just that, they were still energetic after all, but the ordinary disciples of those sects were eaten first, and then their weapons were destroyed, leaving them unarmed, weak in muscles and bones, and many of them were killed and injured immediately.

"You dare to kill my disciples!"

Seeing this, the worshiping elders of the sects could not sit still, and rushed forward one by one to defend their core disciples.

Although Su Peng still had some strength left, he did not take action and watched the masked puppets and white-clothed warlocks fight to the death with these people.

Although Su Peng wants to preserve the seeds of the martial arts sect, it is also in line with Su Peng's heart to let the people of the immortal world and the righteous people establish some hatred first.

On the other hand, few of the elders of the righteous sect were really stupid. After fighting for a while, they discovered reasonable tactics.

"Don't kill those masked puppets! Those things are painless and difficult to deal with. Go deal with those people in white clothes and knock them out. The masked bandits will no longer be a threat!"

A priest-level elder of the Emei Sect shouted loudly.

His voice immediately woke up many people.

Even if the weapons of the worship-level elders of the sects were destroyed, their skills were very impressive, and they were not something that those white-robed warlocks could withstand.

These enshrined elders activated their movements and began to stun and kill the white-clothed warlocks under the protection of the masked puppets.

There are not many white-clothed warlocks here today. There were only about thirty or forty people, and soon, these white-clothed warlocks were controlled one by one by the worship-level elders of various sects.

Every time a white-clothed warlock was killed or knocked unconscious, a dozen masked puppets lost control. They either lay on the ground unconscious, or stood there dumbly, not knowing how to act.

"Is there such a thing?"

Su Peng looked at it and was secretly amazed.

The mask that Fan Jian gave to Su Peng was not like this.

The mask given by Fan Jian to Su Peng. After being worn by someone else, that person will maintain basic intelligence, but will have no will of their own. The intelligence of the mask puppet only exists for the master's orders.

Even if Su Peng is unconscious or asleep, the masked puppet who obeys his orders will protect Su Peng from attack and take Su Peng to a safe place.

But now these white-clothed warlock mask puppets. There seems to be no such feature.

Seeing this scene, Su Peng turned around and saw Dugu Sheng helping Fan Jian, wanting to come this way.

Fan Jian came here. Seeing the group of white-clothed warlocks being knocked out and killed continuously, a smile appeared on their faces, with a slightly proud look on their faces.

"Uncle Master is brilliant!"

When Su Peng saw it, he understood immediately.

It seems that it was after Fan Jian was captured by the enemy. He was not completely obedient. He cut corners in the production of the mask puppet and weakened many functions.

This way. The sects and demon sects had quickly captured many white-clothed warlocks, and there were not many masked puppets left at this time.

"How is Uncle Master?"

Su Peng turned around, looked at his second senior brother Dugu Sheng, and asked him.

"Uncle Fan Jian's body is not seriously injured, but the other party poisoned him with medicine, which damaged his ability to speak, and the tendons behind his tongue were also severed. However, I think that with his medical skills, he can return to Zi After Xiamen has been undergoing treatment for half a year, he will probably be fine, but it will take longer to regain his ability to speak."

Dugu Sheng said.

However, he hesitated a little and said: "But my uncle's Dantian was broken and his pipa bone was pierced. His internal strength is still very strong. I'm afraid it will be difficult to recover."

When Su Peng heard this, his heart sank slightly.

Although Fan Jian's strengths are not just in martial arts, the importance of martial arts to Jianghu people is self-evident.

Su Peng looked solemn as he walked to Fan Jian and said to him: "Uncle Master, was your martial arts broken by the people from Dakong Temple? If so, I will make them pay the price."

Fan Jian's eyes flashed with divine light. He shook his head, then pointed at the white-clothed warlocks, then wrote a few words with his fingers in the air, and then nodded with certainty.

"Immortal world, True God Religion?"

Su Peng understood what Fan Jian meant and asked him.

Fan Jian nodded. His finger was in the air just now, and what he wrote was True God Religion.

Su Peng gritted his teeth and said: "Uncle, don't worry, I will definitely destroy the fairy world. As for the True God Sect... what they have done is cruel, inhumane, and cannot be tolerated by nature. I will eradicate them completely!"

"Okay!"

Elder brother Xu Daoqi, who was on the side, nodded and said to Su Peng: "That's exactly what I mean. Fifth junior brother, I will definitely help you to eradicate the Immortal World and the True God Sect."

"And me."

Dugu Sheng also said.

Su Peng nodded and stretched out his hand to hold Fan Jian's hand. Xu Daoqi and Dugu Sheng also held their hands on it.

This is an oath.

At this time, on the other side, those sects worshiping elders and people from the Demon Sect have completely subdued the white-clothed warlock.

Those people are all under their control.

Su Peng glanced over there and said to Leng Shuangyue: "Shuangyue, the people captured by your Holy Sect will be handed over to you for disposal. Give us a copy of the results of the inquiry."

Leng Shuangyue's gaze shifted and she said, "Su Lang has an order, how dare Shuangyue disobey it?"

"Very good."

Su Peng nodded. Fan Jian knew very well how to make masked puppets. He did not need those castrated versions.

He turned around and said to the two senior brothers: "Brother, let's take our uncle back to the mountain!"

"Okay."

Xu Daoqi said, Dugu Sheng also nodded, Dugu Sheng helped Fan Jian, and the four of them walked outside Dakong Temple.

The four of them walked a few steps and saw Ren Song, the leader of the Shushan Sect, walking out. He saluted Su Peng seemingly very respectfully and said, "Su Jijiu, thank you very much Su Jijiu for rescuing me from Shuihuo today." ...But, how should we deal with these people in Dakong Temple? Please give me some advice."

Hearing this, Su Peng looked at the monks in Dakong Temple.

"Ren Song! No matter how great my Dakong Temple is, it is not something someone like you can covet!"

When the people in Dakong Temple heard this, many of them were extremely angry. Among them, Shi Weixin even shouted angrily.

Ren Song's meaning is very obvious. Today, Dakong Temple was beaten to a semi-disabled state by Zixiamen. Although the foundation is still there, it is no longer possible today.

If the martial arts sects present join forces, they may not be able to destroy Dakong Temple. The seventy-two unique skills of Dakong Temple will shock the martial arts world. It is also great to be able to "borrow" and "share" one or two from the Sutra Pavilion.

Hearing this, Su Peng looked at Ren Song and then at the monks at Dakong Temple.

Everyone looked at him anxiously.

Zixiamen is the biggest winner today. Without Su Peng's support, these so-called righteous ways will not achieve their goals.

The monks in Dakong Temple are also extremely nervous. Dakong Temple has accumulated thousands of years of accumulation, and whether it will prosper or fail in the future will all depend on Su Peng's thoughts.

At this moment, the life and death of Dakong Temple, formerly the number one sect in the world, the leader of the thousand-year-old righteous path, and the leader of the righteous path of martial arts, all depended on a word from Su Peng.

Su Peng looked at the monk at Dakong Temple, thought for a moment, and said... (To be continued...)