In the villa, the sun shines through the transparent floor-to-ceiling windows on the Buddha's body. His head is still shining with glory, but there are wisps of black air wrapped around his body, making him feel even more terrifying and oppressive.

In the empty space inside the villa, it is a bit scary.

The Buddha raised his hand and held the chin on the back of the big knife with one hand. His five fingers exerted a little force, and the faint sound of bone breaking sounded.

The ring-headed sword on the back of the big sword on the ground has been broken into three sections. On the middle section, you can vaguely see the finger marks deeply imprinted on the big sword.

At this time, the pipa bone on the back of the big knife was pierced, and blood oozed out along the wound on the back, dripping onto the ground along the soaked clothes.

Drop after drop, the clear sound was like an invisible warning.

The pipa bones are pierced, the three dantians are destroyed, the three flowers are broken, and the five energys are scattered. The injuries on the back of the big sword have reached the extreme and may die at any time.

This is not the first time that everyone has seen such injuries. All the dark forces killed by the Buddha in Jiangyin these days are all this kind of injuries.

Lord Buddha is threatening everyone present.

"Click!"

As the sound of the bones cracked, the eyes on the back of the big knife opened wide, which was incredible, terrifying, unwilling.

Lord Buddha let go of his hand and fell heavily on the ground with the back of the big sword.

The Buddha turned around and looked around at everyone, his eyes cold and crazy.

"I admire people like Dadaohou. After all, not everyone will give up their chances of survival to others and choose to die."

"This is a hero!"

"I admire the hero."

"Who else wants to be a hero? Please stand up. I promise that after you die, you will do your best to be a grand funeral and do your last wish."

This statement is sincere and sincere. If it weren't for the Buddha's death on the back of the big sword just now, then everyone might really regard it as the person with the big sword back of the big sword that they admire.

At this time, a kind of extraordinary person heard only threats in the mouth of the Buddha, and no cover-up threat:

Those who follow me will prosper, and those who go against me will perish!

Even the Blood Handsman Torre remained silent at this time. The Buddha dared to threaten everyone here, which shows that what Maitreya Buddha said was probably true, and there was a big man behind the Buddha.

Only in this way can the reason why the Buddha was unscrupulous at this time can be explained.

"Don't be afraid. Being a hero must overcome your fears, so that you can win my admiration."

The Buddha's eyes continued to sweep over one extraordinary person after another.

"What? Is there no hero?"

The extraordinary people all lowered their heads, and no one dared to look at the Buddha, as if they were afraid of arousing the Buddha's vigilance.

After a long silence in the villa, Lord Buddha sighed softly.

"It's really a pity."

"It seems that you are all ordinary people like me."

The gangster Zhang Wenyan couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. He was really afraid that these people would really attack them regardless of everything. If so, then he didn't know whether Buddha could survive.

But he will die here.

But now it seems that these extraordinary people are not a solid piece of mind after all. Each of them has their own fears, at least no one wants to face the Buddha alone regardless of life and death.

That day, after the Buddha entered the old house, it seemed different. The most important thing was the kind of powerful that seemed to come out.

At least no one can compete with this kind of power in the dark world of Jiangyin.

Blood Hand Man Tu and Maitreya Buddha kept exchanging eyes, and the big sword was dead, so now the two of them could decide in the dark world of Jiangyin.

But neither of them is sure to deal with this Buddha now.

In the end, the Blood Hand Rentu, who looked like a scholar, spoke slowly:

"Master Buddha might as well tell me what you want to do."

Both the Blood Hand Man Slaughter and Maitreya Buddha wanted to do it. As Maitreya Buddha said at the beginning, they could not afford to bet.

The Buddha glanced at the Blood Hand Rentao, and the madness in his eyes made the Blood Hand Rentao's heart jump.

He originally thought that this was the momentum that the Buddha pretended to be, but now it seems that this was the aura that he had.

This also shows that Buddha is very dangerous and it is difficult to identify whether the other party is really on the verge of madness or in a normal state of costume.

"We are the dark side of the extraordinary, the side that cannot be seen, but I think all places in this world must have their own rules so that they can last forever."

"Did you say so, Blood Hands Slaughter?"

The smile on the corner of the Buddha's lips gradually merged with his strange killing style, making people feel frightened.

Blood Hand Rentu said with a tough bullet: "The Buddha is right."

"I don't know what rules Buddha wants?"

He was testing the bottom line of this Buddha, or the bottom line of the big man standing behind the Buddha.

Blood Hand Rentu knew clearly that maybe they were still considered big names here, but in the world of extraordinary people, not to mention the Western gods and the great monsters on the other side of the ocean, there were countless masters in the famous sects in the Ming Dynasty.

These people are stronger than them. If that person is really a person above the fifth step, then he can be considered a real big shot even in the Ming Dynasty.

Some people in this world cannot afford to offend them.

Master Buddha smiled and said:

"What I want is: I'm the rules here."

The Blood Hand Man Slaughter Li Jianing paused, raised his head and said, "Lord Buddha wants to become the heaven of the dark world of Jiangyin Superman?"

Lord Buddha showed a familiar cold smile.

"What you said is not wrong. I just want to become the sky of the dark world of Jiangyin Superman."

"Who agrees and who object?"

After a moment of silence in the villa, Maitreya Buddha, who always smiled, spoke:

"Monk, I am the first to agree."

With the first support from Maitreya Buddha, no one else agreed to this rule.

In the world of the extraordinary, the big fist is the truth, and this is the unchanging principle.

Especially in the dark world of the extraordinary, there is no legal governance here.

If your fist is big enough, then you are the god.

At this time, the Buddha's fist was big enough, so he was the sky here.

"Since no one objected, I hope everyone will submit a letter of vote for me."

The Buddha bowed and said with his face to the gangster behind him:

"Praiser Zhang, bring people here."

The gangster Zhang Wenyan walked out of the villa, and dragged more than ten people back in just a quarter of an hour.

These people were locked tightly by a dark and resentful chain to the pipa bones of more than ten people, locking them firmly.

And the people present basically knew these people, and when they saw them, some people's expressions changed drastically.

Blood Hand Man Tu was stunned for a moment and asked:

"This is?"

"These are those who did not come to your party. I said that I would kill one-third of them, so of course I should do it."

The Buddha turned his head, his eyes as sharp as a knife, and he looked at everyone and said slowly:

"The pipa bones that penetrated their three dantians, destroyed their three flowers, and scattered the five qi in their chests. Each of you must make at least one of them, which is your letter of fame."

"As long as you do it, you will be your own people."

As he said that, Buddha sat in the empty position of the back of the big sword before, and said:

"Come on, who will start first?"

Everyone was silent, and at this time the Buddha looked at Maitreya Buddha's Way:

"Why just start Maitreya Buddha first?"

Maitreya Buddha still smiled, as if he always looked like this.

"It's better to obey your orders than to be respectful."

Maitreya Buddha slowly closed his hands, and two iron chains appeared in the air before everyone's eyes. In an instant, they pierced through one of them's pipa bones. The iron chains passed through the chest, bringing out two streams of blood.

The pipa bone is destroyed, and half of the Taoist Dharma is destroyed. This is the key way for the qi body to operate in the mystical gate.

The person who had been pierced through the pipa bone spit out a mouthful of blood. He seemed to want to say something, but he couldn't say it at this time, as if the meridians were blocked by the pitch-black chains.

But there was no sympathy on the Buddha's face. He looked at the Blood Hand Man and said:

"Blood Hand Man Slaughter, don't you mind being the second one, right?"

After all this, the Blood Hand Man Tu will naturally not be ignorant.
To be continued...