Today I met the Thousand-Handed Buddha Lord, and they didn't plan to let him leave here alive.

In the eyes of the Song family in Jinling, the Thousand-Handed Buddha Lord at this time is equivalent to a betrayal dog. If his younger brother, Zhenren Longchuan, was alive, he would definitely leave a way out for him, not looking at the monk's face. However, Zhenren Longchuan, the backer, had already died a few years ago, and the Thousand-Handed Buddha Lord had no support and killed him if he wanted to kill him, and no one would come to trouble them with the Song family in Jinling.

After figuring out the details, the two old men of the Song family in Jinling both had killer moves and stabbed towards the vital points of the Thousand-Handed Buddha.

The Thousand-Handed Buddha's cultivation is also good. When he saw the old man in black in Song's family stabbing with a sword, he stumbled on the ground and gently floated backwards. Then the old man in Song's family rubbed his body again and stabbed another sword from his back, blocking it tightly.

The Thousand-Handed Buddha knew that he could not leave here alive today, and now he was a long distance away from where Ge Yu and the others were hiding. Even if he could not say hello to them, he would not have time to say hello to them.

But he must not be killed just like this. Even if he dies, he cannot make the other party feel better.

Immediately, the Thousand-Handed Buddha also used his most powerful means to come out. The big cigarette puddle in his hand shook, burning red. A cigarette puddle was hit and a large piece of red powder was swept out, and it flew everywhere.

Even the smoke sprayed from the mouth of Thousand-Handed Buddha contains certain toxins, which can limit the other party's cultivation.

The two old guys from the Song family were blocked by the powerful means of the Thousand-Handed Buddha, and they were unable to take them down for a while.

As for the head of the Song family, Song Yuanqing, he was standing in a place in the alley with his hands on his back and watching coldly.

He knew in his heart that although Thousand-Handed Buddha Lord was strong for a while, in terms of cultivation, he was no match for any of these two uncles. Being killed in front of him was just a matter of time.

The good men brought by Song Yuanqing from the Song family did not mean to come forward to help, but just blocked the alley and did not give him a chance to escape.

Some people even climbed over the courtyard wall and roof to prevent Thousand-Handed Buddha from escaping from all directions.

This is a very powerful thief, and the people from the Song family dare not underestimate him.

The Thousand-Handed Buddha Lord fought against the two masters of the Song family alone. He could fight with them at the beginning, but after seven or eight moves, the Thousand-Handed Buddha Lord quickly fell into a disadvantage.

Although these two old men did not have Song Yuanqing's superb light and spirit flying sword, the long sword in their hands could be temporarily removed, called the Lishou sword. The long sword in their hands flew out and turned around in the air to interfere with the enemy's sight. Then they both came out and smashed towards the Thousand-Handed Buddha's chest.

The Thousand-Handed Buddha Lord had just been pierced by the light spirit fairy sword. This fight promoted blood circulation. The wounds on his shoulders continued to flow, and half of his shoulder was dyed red for a while. Under the siege of the two, the old man in white in the Song family called Lishoujian with a move. He was caught by the Thousand-Handed Buddha Lord, but he did not catch his fists that were as powerful as thunder, and hit his chest. The Thousand-Handed Buddha Lord let out a muffled groan and immediately flew backwards, rolled to the ground, and immediately spurted out an old blood.

"Diet to the point of death, why don't you hand over the thousand-year Tai Sui quickly!" Song Yuanqing, who was standing not far away, said coldly.

The Thousand-Handed Buddha laughed, holding the Qiannian Tai Sui behind him with one hand, and lifting the big cigarette puff pot with the other hand, putting it beside his mouth and taking a deep breath. The blood foam kept flowing along the corner of his mouth.

A thick white smoke was spit out, accompanied by a violent cough, the Thousand-Handed Buddha Lord spat out another mouthful of blood, still laughing: "I am alive at this age and have seen all kinds of heroes. This time I was also trying to get into the knife for my friend and die without regrets. Come on, the Song family's bitch is raised, come and kill me!"

"You thief, you are all asking for your own fault. Since you want to die, we will fulfill you!" The old man in black from the Song family shouted loudly and stabbed him at the Thousand-Handed Buddha with a sword.

The Thousand-Handed Buddha stood there, staring with his eyes, but this time he did not resist anymore, just waiting for the hand to pierce his chest.

No matter how much you resist, it means nothing more. It is nothing more than to suffer more humiliation. It is better to be killed by the other party earlier.

However, just as the sword was about to touch the chest of the Thousand-Handed Buddha, suddenly, a chubby hedgehog ran from the corner to the Thousand-Handed Buddha. The hard thorn on his body suddenly burst out and pierced at the old man in black from the Song family.

The old man in black didn't know where the hedgehog came out. He was startled and immediately dodged to the side, rolled on the ground twice before he could barely avoid the many hard thorns that the hedgehog spirit fat girl had.

But the fat girl with hedgehog spirit shook her figure and became bigger, like a calf standing in front of the Thousand-Handed Buddha, her blood-red eyes scanning the people who besieged Thousand-Handed Buddha.

Everyone was shocked when they saw this as a powerful hedgehog spirit and gasped.

Such a big hedgehog spirit has a turbulent spirit, and I am afraid it will be more than five hundred years old.

This is a big monster.

After seeing the hedgehog girl appear, the masters of the Song family involuntarily took a few steps back, looking horrified.

At this moment, even the Thousand-Handed Buddha, who was standing behind the fat girl of the hedgehog, was shocked by the huge figure of the hedgehog.

However, he soon understood that this hedgehog spirit fat girl was a treasure beside Ge Yu. The spirit gathering tower on his body could hold various monsters and ghosts. When he was squatting on the tree before, he saw this hedgehog spirit.

My younger brother was the guardian of the mountain gate of the first sect before, and he still knows very well about this spiritual gathering tower.

However, when the hedgehog spirit appeared here, Thousand-Handed Buddha was not very happy. This hedgehog spirit was obviously not enough to face the eye of the Song family.

"Good guy, such a big hedgehog spirit will take at least hundreds of years to practice. I wonder if it has condensed the inner elixir." The old man in white from the Song family walked forward a few steps and looked at the hedgehog spirit carefully.

"You go quickly... There will be no good ending if you fall into their hands..." said Thousand-handed Buddha and the hedgehog sperm.

The fat girl from the hedgehog spirit did not respond, but her body was bulging, like a ball, with hard thorns on her body standing upright, her eyes were red as red as blood, and she felt that countless hard thorns on her body were about to burst out at any time.
Chapter completed!