4235. Chapter 4235 Seeing death for the sake of the world (1)

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Dark Night Eleven seems to have heard the funniest joke.

However, before he could laugh out loud, Dark Ye San, who had not spoken much beside him, suddenly said quietly: "You don't know the reason, I think this new master [Xuanzhen] should be very clear about it, right?"

"What? Master Xuanzhen is here?!"

"Great! The City of Mercy is saved now!"

Jue Ming's face showed joy, and he quickly led a dozen other people to put their hands together and bowed to salute: "Congratulations to Master Xuanzhen."

In the City of Mercy, everyone knows it.

The current abbot of Dabei Temple [Master Shanhui] is the great disciple of Bodhidharma.

And [Xuanzhen] is also a direct disciple of [Master Shanhui] and an elder of the Law Enforcement Hall.

In the Dabei Temple, Xuanzhen's cultivation and strength can be said to be second only to several disciples and direct disciples of Bodhidharma.

In the City of Mercy, it is even more famous.

After a while, I saw a monk wearing an ordinary yellow monk robe slowly falling from the sky.

The tense nerves were instantly relieved.

Today, the gangsters who attacked the City of Mercy are ruthless one by one, and they have methods that he did not expect at all.

Originally, Jue Ming was really worried that the Eighteen Bronze Man would suffer heavy losses.

Now that I see Uncle [Xuanzhen], my heart is immediately put back in place.

As long as Uncle Xuanzhen is around, these little demons won't be able to jump around for long.

As soon as Xuan Zhen landed, he ignored Jue Ming and the city residents of Mercy City who saluted him, but stared at Dark Night Three, and then swept across Dark Night Eleven, his eyebrows slowly wrinkled.

Dark Ye San stepped forward, stretched out his hand and tore off the mask on his face, revealing a scarred face.

The cultivation base reaches above the Xuanxian, the whole body is shaped by the immortal bone, and the skin trauma can basically be healed without medicine.

Scars are almost impossible to appear.

However, these scars on Dark Ye San's face are extremely terrifying, revealing a blue-purple color that makes the scalp numb, like countless insects creeping slowly across his face.

"Master Xuanzhen, long time no see!"

Dark Yesan said warmly: "Oh, yes, I forgot, Master Xuanzhen probably won't recognize me in my ghostly appearance."

Xuan Zhen was stunned for a while, then put his hands together, and said "Amitabha Buddha" softly: "The poor monk is old, some can't remember, but there are still some vague impressions, the name of the donor seems to be [Lin Yucheng] ?"

"Shut up!!" The calm on An Yesan's face could no longer be maintained, and a black spell talisman was thrown out suddenly, "Bald donkey, you don't deserve to call me by my name!!"

Xuan Zhen took a step back, his hands were clasped together, and the golden light all over his body suddenly lit up.

The black spell talisman collided with the golden mask, and it was burned cleanly in an instant.

Xuan Zhen lowered his eyes slightly, his voice was gentle, but the words he said were cold and cold: "The poor monk had persuaded Master Wu Che at the beginning to eliminate evil, and all the bodies have been infected with the demon of the world. Bad karma, even if it is lucky to survive, it should be cut down and rooted, so as to avoid future troubles... Now it seems that the poor monk's decision is correct."

"Okay, okay! That's great! This is the eminent monk of the Dabei Temple who cares for the world, hahaha!!"

Dark Yesan laughed loudly, his eyes were bloodshot, and the scars on his face jumped again and again: "Xuanzhen, let's see, today I was cut down by you, or your Dabei Temple left nothing behind!!"

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