As early as half a year ago, Chen Yuan had wanted to pin the old monk in front of him to the ground and beat him to death, to let him know how many eyes Chen Yanwang had, and how dare he rely on the power of Jinshan Temple to force him to hand over the Vajra Glazed Body.

At that time, he wondered what would happen if Tao Qingyuan couldn't protect him?

Of course, he would suppress that killing intent, first preserve his life and settle the score later. Fortunately, Tao Qingyuan was not so weak as to be unable to protect his subordinates, and successfully blocked the pressure from Jinshan Temple.

However, he didn't avenge Chen Yuan.

Of course, Chen Yuan didn't need others to avenge him. Those who offended him would be repaid ten or a hundred times over.

That killing intent had always been hidden in Chen Yuan's heart, and had never been revealed in front of outsiders for more than half a year, as if he had already let go of the matter, but only he himself knew that he hadn't!

And with the passage of time, this killing intent became more and more intense.

Undeniably, the reason why Chen Yuan endured his temper and cultivated hard was not only because he had an upward mentality, but also because of the pressure from Jinshan Temple.

He wanted to kill this damn bald donkey and destroy Jinshan Temple, which he relied on, every moment.

To send him to hell with remorse.

Today, he was finally about to do it!

With the clarity of his thoughts, the power of Chen Yuan's punches grew stronger and stronger. Gang qi (罡氣) condensed around his right arm, constantly bombarding the Fa Nan (法難) bald donkey who was struggling to support himself.

Even the golden Zen staff in his hand had been hammered with some marks.

Looking at Chen Yuan, whose eyes were getting brighter and brighter in front of him, Fa Nan suddenly felt a bit bitter. He had cultivated for decades, but he couldn't even stop this young man!

"Chen Yuan!"

He roared, his blood surged, and he used a secret Buddhist technique, burning his blood to increase his strength, otherwise he was afraid that he would be bombarded and killed by the guy in front of him in no time.

The monk's robe on his body was torn, his white beard fluttered, and blue veins appeared under his skin. His blood surged, and he directly ignored everything, holding the Zen staff and smashing it towards Chen Yuan's head.

"Bang!"

A cold snort sounded, like two giant rocks colliding together.

Chen Yuan raised his right arm and forcibly withstood Fa Nan's full blow. Blood surged in his chest, and a stinging sensation flooded his heart, causing him to narrow his eyes.

A dark golden light flowed on his body. If it weren't for the powerful protective ability of the Vajra Glazed Body, perhaps this blow alone would have been enough to break Chen Yuan's right arm.

Without time to think, Chen Yuan loosened the Yan Ling (雁翎) saber in his right hand, and under the guidance of his mind, it re-entered the scabbard, while he leaned forward and directly grabbed the Zen staff.

"Die!"

Chen Yuan's eyes narrowed, a cold light flashed, and he punched Fa Nan.

Fa Nan, who had his Zen staff grabbed, panicked when he saw that Chen Yuan was unscathed after one blow. He quickly waved his fist to block, and Gang qi (罡氣) condensed around his body for protection.

"Boom."

The two fists collided, making a cracking sound. The Gang qi (罡氣) around Fa Nan's body was smashed by Chen Yuan. In addition, the fist that collided with Chen Yuan felt a burst of stinging pain.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

Chen Yuan, who had seized the opportunity, vented all his anger on the monk Fa Nan, every punch hit the flesh, every palm saw bone.

One punch broke the monk Fa Nan's shoulder bone.

Two punches shattered his right arm.

Three punches, the old bald donkey's right arm was a bloody mess!

Monk Fa Nan's face was ferocious, and the bone-piercing pain seemed to penetrate his marrow. He clenched his teeth and used his left fist to bombard Chen Yuan.

Easily blocking the attack, Chen Yuan turned his right fist into a claw, like a hook made of fine iron, piercing Monk Fa Nan's left arm and punching out five bloody holes.

A grin appeared on Chen Yuan's face, revealing a cruel smile, and his iron-like palm directly tore off a large piece of flesh.

He actually had a better way to deal with Fa Nan, for example, as long as he kept bombarding him with saber beams, he wouldn't be able to block it for long, or if his Blood Fiend Saber (血煞刀) erupted unexpectedly, it would definitely take this guy's dog life.

But he didn't want to.

He wanted Fa Nan to pay a bloody price for his past mistakes!

Tang Qian, who had repeatedly intercepted and killed Chen Yuan, was torn in half by him. This old bald donkey who had relied on his power must end up even worse than Tang Qian. Only in this way could he relieve the hatred in his heart!

You can say that Chen Yuan is petty, unforgiving, but that's who he is, retaliatory, ruthless, ruthless to himself, and even more ruthless to others!

"Ah!!!"

The pain of being torn from his flesh made the old monk Fa Nan couldn't help but roar, which immediately attracted the attention of many people. Tao Qingyuan, Wei Xin, Shi Yunlong and others all turned around and looked at him.

When they saw the bloody monk Fa Nan, and the piece of flesh in Chen Yuan's hand that they couldn't tell what part it was, Shi Yunlong shuddered, seeming to think of Tang Qian's previous tragic state.

At that time, Chen Yuan had torn his old opponent Tang Qian in half, and the blood mist filled the sky.

Fahai frowned, and finally a fierce look appeared on his face. He wanted to get rid of Tao Qingyuan and the others to assist Fa Nan, but in the end, he couldn't escape the joint encirclement of several people.

Looking at Fa Nan who opened his mouth, Chen Yuan directly stuffed the torn flesh into his mouth, and then suddenly exerted force and tore off Monk Fa Nan's left arm.

With his left arm broken and his left arm torn off, Monk Fa Nan's strength was directly reduced by half. He spat out the flesh in his mouth, and kicked Chen Yuan with his eyes filled with strong killing intent.

"Bang!"

Chen Yuan easily blocked it, directly grabbed Fa Nan's leg and broke it with force....

......

......

"Cough cough..."

On the ground, Monk Fa Nan struggled to raise his head, but he didn't have the slightest strength to use. No, to be precise, Monk Fa Nan's body was no longer complete.

Now only a bloody right arm and a right leg remained, and the remaining parts were thrown aside.

He looked very miserable now, covered in blood, soaking a large area of the ground, his shoulder bones were shattered, his internal organs were broken, and there was a large bloody hole in his Dantian.

It seemed that an arm could be passed through.

No...

It wasn't just seeming.

An arm had really passed through just now. Chen Yuan directly broke his Dantian with one punch, destroying Fa Nan's decades of hard work.

Now he was like a dying dog,

Fa Nan trembled and opened his eyes, just in time to see Chen Yuan looking at him with a harmless smile, as if everything before was not done by him.

"Chen...Chen...Yuan..."

Fa Nan's voice was a little hoarse, and blood foam flowed out of the corner of his mouth convulsively.

"Do you have any last words to say?"

Chen Yuan stared at Fa Nan on the ground, raised his foot, and stepped on his face:

"Have you heard the saying: 'Rather deceive an old man, than a poor young man?' When you were relying on your power to force me to hand over my Kung Fu, did you ever think about today? Did you ever think that you would die by my hand today?"

"Did you ever think that Jinshan Temple, which has been built for more than a hundred years, would be destroyed because of you?"

His speaking speed was very even, and there was still a smile on the corner of his mouth. If you didn't know it, you would really think he was a harmless and handsome young master.

It was impossible to associate it with him, who had beaten Fa Nan into a miserable and inhuman state. If it weren't for someone familiar with him, he wouldn't be able to recognize that this was the dignified Abbot Elder of Jinshan Temple, in a high position and with great power.

He was the most powerful person in the entire Jinshan Temple.

Fahai, who didn't want to interfere in worldly affairs, had long handed over most of the power of Jinshan Temple to Monk Fa Nan, so it was no exaggeration to call him the most powerful.

"De...mon..."

Fa Nan's throat made a gurgling sound, as if he wanted to remember Chen Yuan's appearance forever, and he wouldn't let him go even in hell.

"Demon?" Chen Yuan chuckled when he heard this, glanced around with cold eyes, and said: "What is a demon? What is a Buddha?"

"Is it Buddha to bully others with power?"

"Is it demon to avenge hatred?"

"Old guy, your Daoism is not enough. Can you tell the difference between right and wrong, good and evil? I tell you that today, not only will Jinshan Temple be completely destroyed, but it will also bear an evil reputation forever."

Chen Yuan was in a very happy mood, and his thoughts were unusually clear at this moment, otherwise he would not have said so much to Fa Nan, who was about to die.

Of course, the main reason was that their side had the upper hand. With the five Tongxuan (通玄) experts joining forces, no matter how strong Fa Nan was, he couldn't make any waves.

He was just struggling to support himself.

As for the disciples fighting below, the so-called Arhat Staff Formation was indeed strong, but their strength was ultimately weak. In addition, with arrows constantly attacking and killing them,

Nearly half of the warrior monks of Jinshan Temple had already fallen.

The ground was covered with corpses, and it was no exaggeration to say that blood flowed like a river.

"You..." Fa Nan couldn't argue with Chen Yuan, and couldn't speak at this moment. He just stared at him, wanting to raise his finger to point at him, but Chen Yuan crushed his finger after discovering it.

Then, he smiled at him again, and a burst of energy blasted his head.

According to his original plan, Chen Yuan actually wanted to leave Fa Nan alive, to let him watch Jinshan Temple burn to ashes in front of him, and finally be powerless and in pain.

But after thinking about it, he gave up. What was the point of arguing with a dead man?

Anyway, once he died, his thoughts would be clear, and there was no need to waste time on him.

With Fa Nan's death, the situation of Jinshan Temple completely collapsed. With the addition of Chen Yuan, this new force, they would not have any chance to turn the tables.

"Fahai." Chen Yuan raised his head and called to the powerful figure in the void.

Hearing the voice, Fahai turned his head and glanced at Chen Yuan, his eyes indifferent, his eyes wandering over a bloody figure, and his expression darkened imperceptibly.

"You evil creature, your sins are deep, and you will surely be suppressed by my Buddhist power for a lifetime in the future." Fahai couldn't help but scold Chen Yuan at this moment, without the calm expression he had before.

The killing intent on his body was like substance, and golden light radiated from his eyes, like an angry Buddha.

Chen Yuan didn't care, took a step forward, rose straight into the air, and his voice was as loud as a bell:

"How ridiculous, do you really think you are something? Do you really think I can't see that all the previous things were instructed by you, Fa Nan? Sure enough, there are a bunch of bald donkeys in Buddhism who are solemn on the surface but vicious in their hearts."

"As for what you said, the so-called Buddhist power, what does Chen Yuan have to fear?"

"Arrogant person, you don't know the immensity of heaven and earth!"

Fahai said coldly.

Chen Yuan laughed, and snorted coldly. These hypocritical and arrogant monks were indeed annoying.