Nagging nagging...

The sound of the wooden fish tapping suddenly stopped.

The giant Buddha lowers his eyebrows!

The monks closed their eyes lightly!

Liao Laitou panicked for the first time.

Hiding behind the three elderly monks at the back, "Abbot! You have to save me, Abbot! I am your nephew! You can't just watch me die!"

Then the three figures remained motionless as if they had entered trance.

Wang Han passed through the monks and rushed toward Liao Laitou.

Liao Laitou's face gradually became more ferocious, thinking that he was probably going to die here today, so it would be better to make life difficult for others before he died.

My stomach bulged.

Liao Laitou takes a breath!

Pout and spit!

A jet of black venom spurted out from his mouth, trying to spray some on those disciples.

Unexpectedly, a Qi body barrier suddenly spread out from behind the three old monks, blocking the venom behind them.

Wang Han has arrived!

Liao Laitou's expression changed dramatically!

"Ninth Young Master! We can negotiate! I know many secrets! As long as you don't kill me, I can tell you!"

Wang Han was already murderous!

The Qi bottle in your hand is clasped downwards!

It hits Liao Lai's head and between his eyebrows.

The Dragon Winding Technique is running wildly!

Although Liao Laitou used the Turtle Breathing Technique to pretend to be dead and get through.

But after all, he was beaten half to death by Wang Han with a bottle of Qi Body, and he was still injured at this moment.

Wang Han let out a low roar from his throat!

Turn of five fingers!

The Qi Ping directly sucked out the remaining Qi bodies in Liao Laitou's body!

Liao Laitou staggered!

On the way back!

Wang Han's powerful Vajra Kick style!

It hit Liao Lai on the head and between his legs!

Liao Laitou screamed and became a Bakugan boy!

"This kick! I gave it to you for the girl down the mountain who was raped by you!"

Wang Han turned around and kicked him again!

Liao Laitou's body was kicked diagonally upward!

Half of the ribs were broken!

Eyeballs pop out!

A mouthful of blood came out of my mouth!

"This kick! I gave it to you for the brother down the mountain who was killed by you!"

Before Liao Lai's head and body hit the ground, Wang Han kicked him again!

With a click!

The other half of the ribs were all broken!

"This kick! I'm giving it to you for that kind old mother!"

Liao Lai's head and feet had just landed on the ground and he still couldn't stand firm.

Wang Han's palm landed on Liao Lai's head and chest!

It can be seen with the naked eye that the spine on the back of Liao Lai's head is sticking out!

A clear palm print appeared on the back!

Liao Laitou opened his mouth and spit out a mouthful of blood mixed with internal organs!

"This palm! I give it to you for those innocent people who were harmed by you!"

Liao Laitou staggered!

The moment you are about to fall!

The Qi bottle in Wang Han's hand was facing Liao Lai's head, and the Qi body spat out!

A bloody hole the size of a fist appeared on Liao Lai's head and neck!

"This style! I'm giving it to you for my eldest sister and her aborted child!"

Liao Lai's head and chin were stained with blood, and the look in his eyes gradually disappeared.

In order to prevent Liao Laitou from using the Turtle Breathing Technique again, Wang Han used a charged roundhouse kick, breaking Liao Laitou's neck and the back of his head was pressed against his back!

Completely exasperated and dead!

Wang Han stood next to the corpse.

There is still anger in the eyes!

If this kind of scumbag dies, he will die!

But those innocent people will never live!

Wang Han dragged the body up and walked outside.

When I walked to the middle of the monks sitting cross-legged in the square.

An old voice suddenly came from behind Wang Han.

"Donor! You can leave! But you have to keep his body!"

Wang Han turned his head and saw the abbot opening his eyes.

"Master! I'm afraid I can't follow your wishes! I have to watch him turn into ashes with my own eyes!" Wang Han said clearly.

The abbot stared at Wang Han calmly, "Donor, he is already dead! Why do you do this to a corpse? He has already died to apologize! Don't be too murderous, you should be compassionate!"

Wang Han pointed in the direction down the mountain, "Compassion? Master is full of compassion! Why don't you go out of this three-acre area and see how many innocent and kind people this bastard has killed! I didn't see him apologize with death! I only saw it

Before he died, he wanted to fight to the death and pull some backers!"

"Donor, the deceased has passed away! That is their karma! Why should you do this?"

Wang Han was extremely angry and laughed, "Karma? Well, since the master has said karma! If I crush Liao Lai's head and raise his bones to ashes, that is also his karma, isn't it?"

The abbot looked at Wang Han calmly.

"The teeth are sharp and the mouth is sharp, and the sins of killing are serious. Donor, you have six impure roots!"

As soon as he finished speaking, thousands of monks in the square stood up, clasped their hands, and surrounded Wang Han in the center.

The atmosphere instantly solidified, and thousands of monks came out with majestic pressure and pressed towards Wang Han.

Wang Han sneered.

"Master! You are not calm!"

The abbot stood up slowly and said, "Donor, let's take a step back. He is also a disciple of Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple. You are asked to kill him, but you have to keep the body!"

"What if I don't!"

"Then the donor can try to see if he can take even half a step out of this Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple!" The abbot's eyes turned cold, his cassock moved without any wind, the sleeves of his large robe were bulging, and his whole body was filled with energy.

Wang Han was carrying Liao Laitou's body. He had experienced Liao Laitou's resurrection from the dead before. The more these monks behaved like this, the more Wang Han felt that there was a ghost among them!

You must raise Liao Lai's head before you can stop!

The two looked at each other!

Wang Han suddenly raised his hand and took a photo between his eyebrows!

The abbot was stunned for a moment.

When Wang Han's palm fell on his eyebrows, the abbot grabbed Wang Han from the distance!

A big Qi body hand was formed out of thin air!

He grabbed Wang Han’s wrist!
To be continued...