A monk with a handsome shaven head, his body bathed in earthy yellow Buddha light, stood in front of Wei Xian and several dozen warriors from Jindao School.
"Monk Fa Zheng!"
Wei Xian said with displeasure, "These are my spoils of war, if you want to kill, go find the people from the Demon Sect yourself."
"Or has Prajna Temple joined the Demon Sect, and you have become someone else's protector 'Vajra'?"
All present had serious expressions on their faces, not daring to be careless in the slightest.
"Amitabha!"
The 'Vajra' Monk Fa Zheng, with compassion in his eyes, smiled and said, "Benefactor, please send these Asuras back into reincarnation, for this is the karmic retribution they deserve."
Yet he blocked their way back, his eyes slightly closed, saying nothing.
Wei Xian's face grew gloomy.
"Take my three strikes, and everything will be yours."
