There was a faint golden glow in that punch!

"Bang!"

A clear wave of air exploded in the air, like a cannonball exploding, and the demon was directly blasted out. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

He landed on the ground and thudded again.

This demon's body was much harder than steel, which was also the source of his confidence, but when he met this faint golden light, his entire body directly sank.

A cloud of blood exploded in the air, and the demon quickly got up again after falling to the ground, but he didn't dare to face Anyang again.

An Yang glanced at the many demons on the ground, these demons were often wearing Taoist robes or monk's robes, like cultivators who pursued the Great Dao or monks who were compassionate, but unfortunately, only those who had been harmed by them knew how ugly and cruel their hearts were.

He didn't hesitate, turned around and rushed down.

"Boom!"

He threw another punch, directly beating a demon in monk's robe into a pile of minced meat!

This world is not all as strong as Mo Crow and Shen Ming, there are very few people like that Eagle Demon Daoist, most of them are these little demons below. Either they are little monsters, or some cultivators who have been on the wrong path for more than ten years and decades, in Anyang's opinion, they are a group of scum, and they are a group of scum who do all kinds of evil.

At this time, he rushed into the bottom, naturally like a tiger into a flock, these demons couldn't run, so they had to be killed by him one after another.

In the end, the demons became more and more scattered, and he was alone after all, and it was not easy to kill, so he waved his hand and released a sword light in the sky, whistling and shuttling on the mountain, and countless dense purple and red tassels were gently swimming among the woods and rocks, piercing these demons one by one, or annihilating them into ashes.

His massacre lasted only a few moments, when an old monk emerged from a stone-built monastery in the distance.

The old monk had a kind face, wrapped in a scarlet robe, and looked like a high-ranking monk, but An Yang smelled a strong smell of blood on him.

His face was slightly gloomy: "If this old monk walks down the mountain like this, I'm afraid he can confuse many people." It is estimated that in fact, he also used this to cause many people to die tragically under his hands, and the robe was completely full of fresh blood flowing, and I don't know what kind of demon monks practiced it! ”

Just thinking about it, the monk walked on the ground, glanced at him, and then looked at the demons around him who had many dead and wounded, but he didn't seem to care, but raised his head and saluted him with his hands together, and then shouted a Buddha name, saying: "Amitabha, I don't know where I offended the donor in the Half Moon Hall, and I made the donor so angry!" ”

An Yang sneered lightly in mid-air: "Half Moon Hall didn't offend me, I, the benefactor, are here to give you things." ”

"Oh?"

"I will give you liberation!"

After An Yang finished speaking, he rushed down towards the monk.

The old monk was not in a hurry, lifted the robe to facilitate his hands, and then slowly slapped a palm at him by chanting the Buddha's name.

"Amitabha!"

The fists and palms quickly collided together.

The monk's palm print flashed with the strong and majestic golden light of Buddhism, without any evil intent, while Anyang's fist had a pale golden luster, which was another style.

The two sides collided with a bang!

An Yang's figure swooped down quickly and leisurely retreated into the sky, and the old monk also retreated a long distance to stabilize his body, and his heart was shocked.

"Donor, even if you come to slaughter my Half Moon Hall, you have to give a reason!" The old monk also knew that he couldn't be good today, so he simply took off the robe on his body, and his body, which was slightly rickety, stood up, the white clothes on his body were supported by muscles, and the whole person was full of momentum.

An Yang sneered and said, "Immortal Demon Palace." ”

At this time, he had a beard, a burly and majestic figure, and his aura had changed a lot, which was completely different from before, no wonder the old monk didn't recognize it.

"Oh, I see, alas." The old monk actually sighed, "Is it because of the Demon Palace again, the donor knows that the Demon Palace is powerful, this branch of Dongsheng Shenzhou, Nanzhan Buzhou and even Beiju Luzhou is not worth mentioning, the real power of the Demon Palace is all in Xiniu Hezhou, that is the power that can suppress the gods, why should the donor go against the Demon Palace?" ”

"Huh!" An Yang sneered twice, knowing that the old monk was already a little afraid of him, so he didn't want to say more to him, "Less nonsense, take your life first!" ”

"Amitabha."

The old monk also knew that he couldn't persuade him to retreat, so he was full of momentum and immediately rushed towards him.

"Vajra Bodhisattva's Seal!"

"Boom!"

The fingerprints and Anyang collided with each other, making a loud muffled sound.

This time, Anyang used all his strength, which undoubtedly greatly exceeded the old monk's expectations, and directly blasted him out with a punch.

Then An Yang's figure did not retreat but advanced, and continued to catch up with the old monk, the golden light on his arms was dazzling, and punch after punch continued to blast out, hitting a circle of qi waves.

At first, the old monk could still resist in a panic, but then his hands were broken by force, and the spells cast were constantly broken by Anyang, so he had to be beaten passively.

"Bang! Boom! Boom! ……”

The old monk's body was comparable to a golden body, but he was still beaten by Anyang Jin's fist, which also made him spurt blood constantly.

By the time he fell to the ground, he was badly wounded.

But the old monk's vitality was extremely tenacious, and as soon as he turned over and got up, he didn't say much, jumped up, and immediately flew into the sky.

"Want to run?" An Yang shouted, and as soon as he beckoned, the sword light flew into the sky, only to hear the constant whistling sound, like a bird gun full of iron sand hitting the sky.

Seeing that the situation was not good, the old monk shook his body, and his whole body unexpectedly opened a circle of golden light, faintly surrounded by golden dragons.

It's just that this dragon is a Buddhist dragon, not a traditional Chinese oriental dragon, it is golden, long and legless, and its head is a bit like a cobra, coiling the old monk.

"Dang!"

The first sword light shot up, and it made a sound of gold and iron resonating.

Immediately, the sword light shattered, and snow-white fragments flew all over the air.

But countless sword lights came in the blink of an eye.

This golden Naga dragon and a circle of golden light can be called perfect defense, and it can still provide such a long defense for the old monk when the difference in strength is so large, but it is not an artifact after all, and it is still broken after blocking hundreds of sword lights!

"Poof! Burst! Burst! ……”

Blood mist splattered out of the air, sprinkled down one after another, and the old monk immediately experienced the pain of ten thousand arrows piercing his heart.

"Close!"

As soon as An Yang beckoned, the sword light disappeared one after another!

With a bang, the old monk fell to the ground, his body was riddled with holes, and blood was gurgling out. But he wasn't dead yet, and he was still panting.

An Yangfei stepped forward and landed beside him.

I saw that he looked at An Yang weakly but very calmly, smiled and trembled and put his hands together, and said: "From the time he first set foot on this road, the old monk never thought that he could get a good death. The old monk has done a lot of evil in his life, and he never thought that he could have a good result. ”

"But the old monk never speaks, all the forces of the Immortal Demon Palace are gathered in Xiniu Hezhou, and if they can suppress the Arhat Heavenly General, the donor should give up the idea of revenge."

"Give up?" An Yang sneered, "I will definitely find them, if it doesn't work for a thousand years, then ten thousand years!" ”

"Amitabha."

The old monk let go of his hands and closed his eyes.

But after a while, he found out that An Yang didn't kill him and didn't know where he went. And he was surrounded by a magic circle, shining with golden light, and locked himself in place.

"Alas!" The old monk looked at the top of the hill where the Half Moon Hall was located from afar, and closed his eyes again.

In the distance, slaughter and shouting are intertwined into a beautiful music.

An Yang didn't want to test the power of the ancient nerves and innate divine power anymore, so he chose the most efficient method - using purple red tassels and sword light to wash the mountain.

A demon soon collapsed in a pool of blood.

What they used to do to others, what they enjoyed doing, now happened to them, and all that was left was grief and anger.

"Oh, that little child, there's a kind of Lao Tzu down!"

"Your Grandpa Niu is going to swallow you in one bite!"

"Ahh

An Yang's face was indifferent, methodically manipulating countless sword lights, and the purple red tassel automatically attacked, whether it was strong or weak, glamorous or ugly, looking young or old, he didn't let go of any of them!

Even some demons have no evil spirit on them, they should have never done anything bad, but he is still ruthless!

Soon, there were few demons left on the mountain.

Scattered but escaped a little, he cleaned up a lot with the energy cannon, and he didn't care about the rest, put away the energy cannon, sword light, tassels, turned around and rose into the sky.

With a bang, he fell to the old monk again.

When the old monk heard the sound, he opened his eyes, his pupils were already a little cloudy, he looked An Yang up and down, pulled the corners of his mouth and said, "The donor's murderous nature is really heavy!" ”

"I'll ask you a few questions."

"Just ask." The old monk nodded directly.

An Yang was stunned.

"Huh?"

Quickly reacted, he said, "You Half Moon Hall have collected a lot of good things over the years, right?" Where is it? ”

"It's not much, most of them are handed over to the Giant God Palace, and then sent by the Giant God Palace to the Immortal Demon Palace, and the rest is under the Hesheng Palace, you go and get it."

"What about the Half-Moon Hall's classics?"

"Classics? The Half Moon Hall is just an organization gathered by a group of guilty demons and people, and it does not recruit disciples to cultivate new blood, where do the classics come from! ”

"And what else do you have?"

"There is a group of children below the Luoyu Palace, which was originally used by the old monk to devour, but now that the donor is here, the old monk can't use it, so please let the donor let them go." The old monk finished these extremely cruel words with an unusually compassionate expression.

"What else?" An Yang's eyes were cold.

"It's gone."

"Gone?"

"It's gone."

"What about the Immortal Demon Palace, tell me about it!"

"Donor." The old monk raised his head and looked at him with a look of pity, "Except for the remnants of Heavenly Court and Lingshan, the Demon Palace is the strongest force in the world, the Demon Palace branch you see is just the peripheral power of the Demon Palace used to guard the people and horses in various places, even if the Arhats and Heavenly Soldiers and Heavenly Generals who fell to the earth hundreds of years ago were reborn in Xiniu Hezhou, they could not escape the fate of being killed by the Demon Palace, are the donors sure that they want to be enemies of the Demon Palace?" ”

"Yes!" Anyang's tone is categorical!

"Hehehehe." The old monk smiled, "I haven't been to the Demon Palace either, I only know that it's in Xiniu Hezhou, but I don't know where it is, or maybe it's too wide......"

After a long time, the old monk swallowed.

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