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"I, a foolish monk, would appreciate it if you could speak more plainly." The face of the Five Directions Bodhisattva gradually turned cold.
"Kill." Shen Yi took a quiet step forward.
"Kill whom?" The temples of the Five Directions Bodhisattva started to throb rapidly.
Shen Yi sighed softly, raising his hand slowly, his palm covering this Bodhisattva suspended in the sky, and also enveloping the two Thousand-legged Black Dragons beneath the mountain.
"You, and them."
As the words fell, the Five Directions Bodhisattva, who had always appeared to have an infallible plan and control over the entire situation, suddenly had a ferocious expression on his face.
He had been scheming here for so long, yet he never expected the trouble to arise from a madman in the end.
The Bodhi Sect had already made their decision; the opponent, being a Bodhisattva, was supposed to be in the same boat as himself and others.
Yet now they unreasonably stood on the opposite side.
