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The majestic murderous intention was vented out.

Master Kongkong's voice was like a thunder exploding in everyone's ears.

Until now.

Everyone suddenly came back to their senses.

The eyes looking at Master Kongkong were full of fear and confusion.

Everything that happened just now was as fast as lightning, and only the commander of the Hun border guards in the audience could react.

Of course...it's just a reaction!

"master……"

The leader who was kneeling on the ground was stunned.

As soon as the words came out, Master Kongkong slowly turned his head, and his stern face showed a warm smile like the wind again.

"Amitabha, in the far north, without the help of donors and others, the poor monks would have taken refuge in my Buddha. Thanks to all of you who have not given up, only the poor monks could live an ignoble existence."

"If the donor and others died because of such a serious sin, the poor monk would not be able to be reborn in bliss and face our Buddha. He would have to fall into the Avici Hell and never be reincarnated."

"This time I saved the lives of the poor monks and all the donors, which can be regarded as the end of this worldly cause and effect."

The overwhelming voice echoed throughout the audience.

But there was no longer the cold and stern killing, replaced by indescribable charity and compassion.

The leader and all the villagers were stunned.

Especially the leader, looking at Master Kongkong's old face with a kind smile, his eyes turned red.

Cause and effect, mortal world?

If it was necessary, it would have been done when we were in the far north!

It is true that they saved Master Kongkong, but if it had not been for Master Kongkong at that time, their convoy, including young and strong men, old and weak women and children, would have fallen into the slave convoy.

Now, I am afraid that I have become a tattooed slave and will be sold to who knows which country in the snowy fields outside the territory, and I will never be able to stand up again!

The wind and snow are raging.

Killing intent permeates the air.

As the leader of the Xiongnu border guards was captured by Master Kongkong, the border guards, who were originally filled with murderous intent, now all looked solemn and dignified.

In the silence, the air seemed to freeze, making people suffocating.

"Stinky monk!"

The commander of the Xiongnu border guards looked cold and stern, his eyes widened with anger, and he roared: "Aren't you afraid that if I give an order, you and these villagers will be buried in the snowy field?"

Master Kongkong smiled solemnly: "Afraid?

I won’t do it if I’m afraid of being a poor monk!”

Crunch!

Master Kongkong slowly exerted force with his right hand, pinching the border guard commander's throat and slowly deforming it, and even a subtle sound came from his neck.

The leader of the Xiongnu border guards groaned, and felt the slowly increasing force on his neck, and all of a sudden he felt like he was dead.

The strong suffocation and the huge pain in his neck left him without any doubt that the monk behind him who talked about Amitabha really dared to break his neck with one hand!

"Although God has the virtue of a happy life, this poor monk does not!"

Master Kongkong said slowly, and gradually a chilling murderous intention appeared on his face again: "Capture the thief first, capture the king first, you die, or we die, the opportunity is given to you, poor monk!"

As Master Kongkong said these words in the ear of the border guard commander, the border guard commander felt gusts of cold wind rushing into his ears, his tarsal bones entering his marrow, and his whole body was cold.

As for the surrounding border guards and Hun soldiers, they were all in shock and did not dare to move rashly.

They are border guards, responsible for patrolling and guarding the Huns' borders.

Once a problem occurs, if the two armies go to war, the final damage will be punished by the iron law of the Huns.

But now a large army surrounded a group of refugees, but a monk beheaded the leader of the army alone. This was a shame for their army. After returning to the camp, the punishment they received was unimaginable!

The whole place was silent.

In the anxious stalemate, seconds are like years.

"good."

The commander of the Hun border guards used all his strength to squeeze out a word from his throat.

Master Kongkong's tense and solemn expression suddenly relaxed.

His eyes slowly swept across the Hun border guards: "Have you heard all the orders from your commander?"

quiet.

There was dead silence.

All the border guards had solemn and complicated expressions, and no one responded.

But all the villagers were ecstatic at this moment.

"Master, thank you, master."

"Thank you, Master, for saving your life. Thank you, Master."

"Master is so kind and virtuous that I will repay you as an ox or a horse in the next life."

…

The old, weak, women and children cried bitterly and kowtowed in thanks.

But at this moment, no one cares about the final life and death of Master Kong Kong.

Only, the leader still has his children.

"Abba, what should Master do?"

The child moved cautiously to the leader's side and looked at Master Kongkong worriedly.

While asking.

As a young man, he didn't realize that tears were already shining in his father's scarlet eyes.

at the same time.

Master Kongkong slowly turned his head, looked at the leader, and smiled slightly: "Take your children, take your villagers, and let's go!"

The voice was low, yet exuding a sense of ease and indifference.

"master……"

The leader's tiger body shook, and he knocked his head heavily to the ground.

He knew that the reason why the team was besieged by the Huns border guards was because of Master Kongkong.

As long as he takes the villagers out of here, even if he encounters the Huns border guards again, there will be no serious problems.

But...Master Kongkong will pay for it with his life!

"Walk!"

Master Kongkong relaxed his right hand a little and uttered one word decisively.

The leader of the Hun border guards breathed heavily, and some color returned to his liver-colored face.

He looked angrily at the leader and others: "Get out!"

The leader did not say much. He stood up with tears in his eyes, took his children with him, and shouted to the villagers.

Everyone got on the bus and the convoy started driving again.

However, a group of Hun border guards took the initiative to separate a path to the left and right, allowing the convoy to leave.

Master Kongkong restrained the border guard commander with one hand and raised his other hand on his chest. He watched the convoy go away, but he always had a smile on his face and his eyes were kind.

The wind and snow are raging.

Soon, the convoy disappeared from everyone's sight.

Following this, Master Kongkong also released the throat of the border guard commander.

The sudden explosion just now made his already precarious body even worse.

As his heart was relieved in one breath, his body collapsed directly to the ground.

Almost at the same time.

The commander of the Xiongnu border guards suddenly looked fierce and vicious.

He turned around suddenly and looked down at Master Kongkong on the ground: "You are so seriously injured that you are trying your best to save them?

You stinky monk, you are such a kind person!"

"The Buddha saves all sentient beings and is compassionate."

Master Kongkong smiled softly, but his eyes were calm and calm, without even a hint of fear.

"Oh shit!"

The border guard commander became angry and kicked Master Kongkong boldly.

With a muffled sound, Master Kongkong's body slid down two or three meters away from the ground, a mouthful of blood flowed from his mouth, and he fainted.

But the commander of the border guards stood on the spot, raging with anger, staring fiercely at Master Kongkong who had passed out, and even his whole body was trembling with anger.

The scene just now frightened him and made him feel ashamed.

But the only reason he had left was to slowly lower his right hand from the sword on his waist.

The next second.
Chapter completed!