Charma panicked at this moment. She grabbed a believer with one hand and blocked it in front of her door: "No!!"

Poof!

The watermelon-sized head fell to the ground instantly, and Charma retreated wildly.

"Run? Why are you running? Aren't you going to kill me? Aren't you a Buddhist believer? You use other people's lives to block the knife for yourself. What do you call the salvation of all sentient beings?" Zhou Jian yelled with disdain, raised the knife and dropped it.

He was so red-blooded that no one could stop him wherever he went.

With the Qingtian Guards escorting him beside him, it was an even more one-sided battle, with blood dripping all over the wooden planks.

"Ah!" Charma roared in anger: "Come up with me, come together, take him down, the city defense army will arrive in a moment!"

"Yes!" A large number of Hu believers came up to fight and lined up.

"Humph, I'm afraid you won't be able to wait any longer!" Zhou Jian yelled, not having the slightest fondness for these people. They had countless innocent Han lives in their hands.

He struck a wooden pile with a sharp knife, cutting iron like mud, and the wooden pile fell over instantly.

Boom!

The wooden stake was smashed down, and the barbarians in the front row were unable to dodge. Their heads were smashed to pieces and bleeding, their flesh and blood were blurred, and it was terrible to see: "Ah!"

At the same time, Zhou Jian pursued, waving his golden sword in an airtight manner, and killed the enemies who were retreating steadily, unable to compete at all.

Seeing this situation, Charma's previous self-confidence disappeared and he became impatient. The city defense army has not yet come!

He was forced to choose to escape and wait until manpower was mobilized before suppressing it.

"Where to go!" Zhou Jian shouted, kicked his right foot, and a scimitar on the ground shot away like a bow and arrow.

Charma's hair stood on end. Sensing the danger, she turned around with all her strength and slashed away the scimitar with the scimitar in her hand, but the next second, Zhou Jian's golden sword also came out of his hand.

His pupils dilated and he could no longer dodge: "No!!"

puff......

The golden knife penetrated his abdomen fiercely and nailed him to the window alive.

Blood overflowed from his mouth, he opened his eyes wide to make up for the bloodshot eyes, and looked at the golden knife in his abdomen in pain, unable to move: "You, you..."

Zhou Jian panted heavily and approached coldly step by step: "I told you, you can't leave today!"

"Your Buddha can't save you."

Charma was in extreme pain, looked at Zhou Jian, coughed up blood and said: "If you dare to kill me, the great monk will not let you go!"

"Oh, really? I will go find him and liquidate them one by one, don't worry." Zhou Jian sneered, then with a flash of murderous intent in his eyes, he quickly withdrew the golden knife.

puff......

Blood spurted from his abdomen, his knees hit the ground heavily, and he died in extreme pain.

Suddenly, the whole inn was shaken and people were in panic!

How many believers' faces changed drastically, and they trembled in disbelief: "Master Protector, dead, dead?!"

Zhou Jian acted vigorously and resolutely. After killing the first escort, he was completely silenced. He turned around and shouted to all the Qingtian Guards who were fighting fiercely: "Retreat quickly, don't be reluctant to fight, the city defense army will react soon!"

"Yes!" everyone shouted, and they were very mobile.

boom!!

The lock on the door was useless and was kicked open by Zhou Jian. More than a hundred believers lost their commander and were completely unable to stop them. They could only watch them walk away.

Just after they left the inn, the roar of clanging armor rang out deep in the street, and a large number of uniformed soldiers from Silan City arrived. When they saw the tragic situation in the inn and the tragic death of the first escort, they all felt as if they had been struck by lightning!

"The guardian is dead! He died in Silan City!"
Chapter completed!