"This is the Yuga Temple?"
Chu Wangxian looked at everyone with interest, he glanced at the dead corpses on the ground, these people's internal organs were completely displaced, and their bones were disordered.
This is similar to the wrong hand in martial arts novels, which is actually Yukamon's asana.
Yoga, which is popular all over the world, can put the body in a variety of unbelievable postures, which is born out of this asana.
This set of asana cultivation methods can be called a great shift in the status of martial arts novels.
Cultivating to the highest realm, the body expands dozens of times, the arms are stretched out for a hundred meters, and it is easy to leap several miles.
Chu Wangxian looked at the Swami Master again, this Swami Master had a childish face, tight skin, and was wearing a set of golden-trimmed white robes.
There is a hidden spiritual power running on this white robe, which is obviously a magic weapon.
"Quick, save me!"
Xiao Xiaotong struggled and screamed.
"You are stupid, call the police, Tianzhu's alarm number is 100."
Xiao Xiaozhu roared anxiously.
The two struggled, but were unable to move.
"Sorry, we don't have a phone!"
Chu Wangxian seemed to be smiling, spread his hand and said, while calmly looking at the people rushing over.
Don't have a phone?
Xiao Xiaotong's mood instantly turned into a frozen winter.
It's over, and now there are people in this society who don't have mobile phones.
In fact, it is useless to call the police, the police in Tianzhu do not dare to care about the Yuga Temple at all.
"You translate my words to them and let them go, or I'm going to kill someone."
Chu Wangxian said calmly.
This scene fell in Xiao Xiaotong's eyes, and they were all anxious to cry.
Kill, what do you kill!
Even his special forces instructor bodyguard is dead, and he can't even shoot a gun, why do you kill people.
Xiao Xiaotong was helpless, and at this time, he could only use a dead horse as a live horse doctor.
She translated Chu Wangxian's words, and added oil and vinegar to describe Chu Wangxian as a strong martial artist.
"Huh!"
Master Swami should be heard as a joke.
"Tell him that I will give him a chance to kneel before God."
Xiao Xiaotong was anxious not to translate Master Swami's words, and took the opportunity to shout: "Can you have a brighter mind and not see so many dead people on the ground?
Don't you even look at the situation?
Anyone with a little brain knows how to escape. ” Chu Wangxian blinked, "So, they refused." ” "It's a refusal, what can you do?"
"That's only killing!"
Xiao Xiaotong was going crazy, and after talking for a long time, it was like playing the piano to the cow.
Chu Wangxian looked at it, his eyes suddenly sharpened, and he flicked his fingers lightly.
His spiritual power was like a bullet shooting out, and the heads of several monks who rushed towards him exploded, turned into a cloud of blood mist, and fell alive.
Xiao Xiaotong and Xiao Xiaozhu were so frightened that their legs were paralyzed, they didn't see what was going on clearly at all, could it be that Chu Wangxian had a gun in his hand?
The monks of Yugarmon woke up in fear, and another wave of slaughter came around.
In the next breath, Chu Wangxian walked calmly, as if he was ruthlessly killing the gods, and continued to bend his fingers, like a slingshot shot at a fly, and the bodies of the monks burst one after another, and they fell to death.
These people died so worthless, they were like ants, and they easily died in the hands of Chu Wangxian.
The scene was silent, and Master Swami's face turned pale, looking at Chu Wangxian, as if he saw Yama, the god of death in the "Veda".
"Translate my words to this person, I have come to kill King Jinhai, and if you dare to hide here, I will raze this place to the ground."
Mighty, domineering, invincible, and above the world.
Although Chu Wangxian's voice was low, it was like thunder in his ears.
The divine dog Hucang next to him was also secretly frightened in his heart, Chu Wangxian, this kid is now becoming more and more decisive.
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Xiao Xiaotong's teeth chattered, and he stumbled to translate Chu Wangxian's words into Sanskrit, but this terrifying momentum could not be imitated no matter what.
After a few breaths, Chu Wangxian's Infinite Sword, the blade of which was aimed at Master Swami.
"Hah!"
Master Swami took a sharp breath and burst into a shout, and the bones of his hands clicked, like a giant hammer, stretching more than ten meters and smashing it.
The fist broke through the air, and it was powerful enough to knock down the stone pillar.
"Interesting, the arm can be extended by ten meters!"
Chu Wangxian watched the performance playfully, he held the sword and the sword flashed, and he swung a sword at a speed that was imperceptible to the naked eye, and the sword broke through his arm.
Megatron Tianzhu, a Swami master whose status is comparable to that of one of the Four Truths of Huaxia Daomen, was cut off by Chu Wangxian with a sword.
Master Swami's eyes widened, looking incredulous, the asana method he cultivated, his skin was full of elasticity, and he couldn't even pierce the sword.
There is also this one, only the silk of the amber silkworm under the snow-capped mountain, the cloth woven from the cover, can block bullets.
In the past, he had fought against the strong in the mountains and seas of China, the strong Tai Chi, the strong in Daomen, and the strong in Hongmen, with more wins and fewer losses.
Who would have thought that he couldn't stop Chu Wangxian's sword.
Fear, the unknown, all kinds of emotions haunted Master Swami, and he chirped and screamed.
What did he say?
Translation. ” "Master Swami asked, who are you?"
It is impossible for Huaxia to have such a strong person. ” "Tell him that I am the real powerhouse of Huaxia, and I will let him go in to report the news and hand over the King of Jinhai, otherwise within today, Yukamen will be wiped out."
Chu Wangxian looked at it.
Xiao Xiaotong's trembling translation.
Master Naswami muttered something and fled screaming.
"What is he swearing?"
"He said you have sinned against God, and soon, God will sin against you."
Xiao Xiaotong translated.
"Is there a god here?"
"Legend has it that in the Yuga Temple, there are gods, and I have heard the martial arts powerhouses of the new country mention this, they are beyond mortals and are invincible existences."
Chu Wangxian sneered ruthlessly, "God block, I will kill God." ” Killing gods is by no means Chu Wangxian's joke, after understanding the truth of this world, he has already walked on the road of killing gods, and those mortals who claim to be gods in the world are the objects of his killing gods.
"You!"
Xiao Xiaozhu stared at Chu Wangxian, and suddenly puffed up angrily: "It turns out that you are so powerful, why didn't you come to save us earlier." ” Chu Wangxian didn't speak, he didn't come here to save people, but to find King Jinhai.
"Don't say it, let's go."
Xiao Xiaotong reminded Chu Wangxian, and when he saw that Chu Wangxian did not move, his eyebrows bent, and he screamed again.
"Why don't you go?"
"I said I came to find someone, why did I leave?"
Chu Wangxian said simply.
Instead of leaving, he went inside.
"This is Tianzhu, we are not familiar with life, are you really not afraid of death.
In Yugamun, this Swami master is not the most powerful, there is also a strong man who claims to be a god, and we have caused a big problem, and the police will definitely trouble us.
Xiao Xiaotong said again and again.
Chu Wangxian chuckled, "Are you afraid of the police?"
” Xiao Xiaotong didn't bother to pay attention to Chu Wangxian anymore, in her opinion, although Chu Wangxian's strength was unfathomable, she never wanted to get close again, and now she had to leave this place.
She hurriedly took Xiao Xiaozhu's hand and left.
But as soon as he took a step, an invisible force actually pushed him to Chu Wangxian's side.
"You!"
Xiao Xiaotong was so angry that his face turned pale.
"Want to run away now?
Didn't I save you in vain?
What are you going to pay me?
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Chu Wangxian withdrew his hand and shook his head.
Xiao Xiaotong was only wrapped in a strip of white silk at the moment, her skin was faintly visible, she hugged her chest tightly, and she was about to cry in a hurry.
"Can you let me go?
I have money, I can give you money, is a million enough......
Ten million. ” "Since you know Sanskrit, be a translator, and I will be the reward for saving you."
"Will you let me go?
I don't want to get involved in this kind of thing. ” "Do you think you'll be able to escape?"
Chu Wangxian shook his head and turned his head to look at the Yujia Temple.
Knock knock!
Hurried alarm bells rang out from the Yuga Temple.
All of a sudden, thousands of people poured out, and the cultivators of Yugamon were like angry eyes.
Among them were some ascetics, who wore simple clothes, which could even be described as ragged, and their bodies were rubbed with white patterns, surging around.
These ascetics forbid their desires and practiced martial arts with great perseverance, and their strength was also not to be underestimated, as if they practiced to the point of madness of wielding a sword from the palace.
But the strength of these people should not be underestimated.
Shaolin patriarch Bodhidharma has been an ascetic.
Surrounded by thousands of people, thousands of pairs of eyes stared, and that feeling of despair lingered in Xiao Xiaotong and Xiao Xiaozhu's bodies.
Chu Wangxian's eyes were cold and ruthless, Kashuraho's trip, he had always been his true face, and at this moment he gently pushed Xiao Xiaotong's back.
"Translate my words to them, give way, or die.
I, Chu Wangxian, kill people, and there is no way to live!
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