The broken demon-conquering pestle was nailed to the ground, and it was still stained with blood.

"Do you believe it now?"

Yang Luo asked lightly.

"It's really the living Buddha's demon-conquering pestle!"

"Did you really kill the Living Buddha?!"

Even if the ten old monks still don't believe it, they have no choice but to believe it now.

"Little beast, you dare to kill me, the Living Buddha of Lingjiu Mountain, and you dare to show up on your own initiative. You are simply seeking death!"

"Come together and kill this kid!"

The ten old monks roared and rose into the sky one after another, killing Yang Luo and others!

Many monks present also jumped up one after another and attacked Yang Luo and others together!

Clang clang clang!

At this moment, the bell of Lingjiu Mountain also rang!

Monks from other temples also rushed over from all directions!

"Brothers, let's start the war!"

Yang Luo roared, immediately rose from the sky, and slashed out with a sword!

Whoosh!

A golden giant sword tore through the night sky, bursting out with monstrous sword energy, slashing forward!

Puff puff!

Many of the monks who came to attack were killed with a sword on the spot, and fell from the air like dumplings!

After killing these monks, this sword continued to attack the ten old monks!

"Little beast, don't even think about it!"

"How can you compete with us, the five great Martial Emperors, and the five great Martial King Dzogchen masters!"

Ten old monks roared angrily, and simultaneously used Buddhist special skills to attack and kill Yang Luo!

The fists and palms are flying, the Zen staff is flying, and the Buddha's light is flashing. The splendor contains terrifying killing power, destructive power and destructive power!

In an instant!

Rumble!

Yang Luo's sword collided with the offensive of ten old monks, and an explosion shook the mountains and rivers and shook the whole sky for nine days!

The ten old monks thought they could withstand Yang Luo's sword together, but what shocked them was that they couldn't withstand it at all!

Yang Luo's sword was too domineering, too heavy, and too fierce, as if it was going to kill everything!

"Get out of the way!"

One of the old monks immediately yelled and quickly dodged.

The other nine old monks also dodged.

However, two of the old monks with the Dzogchen cultivation level of King Wu were a step behind!

"Well……"

"ah……"

The two men let out a painful scream, and their bodies were cut into two halves and fell to the ground, unable to die anymore.

Blood flowed and dyed the earth red...
Chapter completed!