Nightwatcher Chapter 23: Conflict (2

As the opening of the Buddha Pagoda approaches, more and more people from the rivers and lakes flock to Jinguangshan to try to break into Sanhua Temple.

There was a lot of friction between the two sides, but overall it was restrained. The people from all walks of life did not force it, but shouted outside the temple.

The monks of Sanhua Temple guarded outside the temple, confronting more and more people from the rivers and lakes.

In the hall where the Buddha is enshrined, Master Panlong sits on the futon and discusses countermeasures with the first seat and several elders.

"That day the sage sage Li Miaozhen also came to stir up the water, which is really hateful."

As the first seat of the successor of the host, he said solemnly.

"Nowadays, people from all walks of life are gathering more and more, and they can't be driven away. What should I do?" An elder frowned.

The current situation was something they had not anticipated. Originally in Buddhism's consideration, Sun Xuanji of Si Tianjian might mobilize the army to suppress and fight for dragon energy.

In this case, King Kong has a reason to take action, that is, to "eliminate the demons" of the army. Buddhism is also responsible.

The Buddhist holy mountain, Alan Tuo, could even use this as an excuse to tear up the covenant and attack Dafeng. .

Of course, this is a shameless situation, and the relationship between Buddhism and Dafeng is not so bad. But Buddhism can condemn Dafeng, demand an apology, compensation, etc.

Who knew that the Dafeng army did not come, but a large group of people came.

For what these people do, the court won't pay for it.

"Can't drive away? Amitabha, then exorcise demons." Another elder said solemnly.

The first seater nodded slowly after hearing the words:

"Exactly, I am a pure Buddhist monk, and I can't allow the great warriors to act fiercely. Master, it is better to lay a demon formation outside the temple and let the group of people break through. This can shock the crowd, and the second is Customize the rules and stabilize them.

"Although King Kong said nothing, he must have been extremely dissatisfied in his heart. Master, we must handle this matter well."

Everyone looks at the host.

The host pondered for a moment and nodded: "Yes!"

...........

On the mountain road? Xu Qi'an was in the team of the Leizhou Chamber of Commerce? Leaded by Wen Renqianrou, he slowly leaned towards the archway under Jinguang Mountain.

The archway is built at the foot of the mountain? Three feet high? The plaque is inscribed: Sanhua Temple!

"Oh, there are still a lot of people."

Li Lingsu riding on horseback? laughed.

He didn't pretend to be Li Miaozhen anymore, and Sanhua Temple was facing the "siege" scene of the heroes? All thanks to the Feiyan heroine Li Miaozhen? At this time, he changed to look like Li Miaozhen. How different is it from seeking death?

There is also the risk of identity being exposed.

Xu Qi'an gave an "um" and glanced around. Under the archway of Sanhua Temple, one horse after another? In the woods on both sides of the mountain road, there are more horses.

Looking around, people from the rivers and lakes holding all kinds of weapons gather together to chat, or lean on a tree trunk and close their eyes with weapons? Or sit on the side of the road and gnaw roast chicken.

The level of excitement is comparable to the bazaar.

Many people have come? There are also many experts..........Xu Qi'an nodded with satisfaction, which proved that his "propaganda" effect was good.

Forbidden by force? This group of chaotic and neutral people are really the best cannon fodder and pawns? Anyone can grab a handful of their wool? Let them act as tools.

Among the major systems? Confucianism and warlocks have the least "population", and the number of martial artists is the most.

The number of Takeo in Kyushu who walked along the route of the military is many times more than all the other major systems combined.

But according to the murals I saw in the underground palace, combined with the information provided by the ancient corpse, for a long time after the fall of the gods and demons, there were only three types of cultivation systems in Kyushu:

One, warrior; two, Tao; three, monster.

Among them, the martial artist and the monster race have the same goal by different paths, both tempering their physique, and taking the path of proving the way with strength, but the monster race has a monster pill and is gifted with supernatural powers. But the warrior has "intention" and he is in harmony.

As for Tao, it could not be called "Daomen" at that time, because the ancient corpse did not know the existence of "Dao Zun". Based on this alone, it can be proved that Dao Zun is not the founder of "Tao" at all.

However, these three systems have undergone completely different changes later. The martial arts and the demon are extremely prosperous, but the Taoist system is only left with the three "heaven, earth and people". The other genres are either annihilated or declining, which is not worth mentioning.

This is very unreasonable. Although the three sequelae of "Heaven, Earth and Human" are very big, it is impossible for other schools to have such sequelae.

As a result, the three schools with major problems have been passed down, but the other schools have declined..........

At this time, the shouting interrupted Xu Qi'an's thoughts, and someone was surprised:

"The people from Leizhou Chamber of Commerce are here, ha, someone has finally come out."

It was a young man in strong clothes, carrying a spear in his hand. It was an army-standard spear, and it looked old. It must be bought from the black market.

Selling obsolete weapons is a common profit-making method used by top military leaders.

Wen Ren Qianrou turned her head and whispered a few words to a guard next to her. The guard ran to the young man with a spear with a horse in her belly, and asked a few questions.

"Miss, the monk at Sanhua Temple is very overbearing. He has injured many people and prevents anyone from entering the temple."

The guard whispered back.

Wen Renqian softly nodded, looked at Li Lingsu and Xu Qi'an, said softly:

"Leizhou is close to the Western Regions, backed by the sect, and Sanhua Temple has always been domineering. It is the government, and generally do not want to provoke them."

Xu Qi'an looked towards Jin Guangshan and said: "Talk about it."

"A few years ago, there was a drought near Sanhua Temple, and the people had no harvest. The monks in the temple did not have to produce, and life was unsustainable. The first monk Hengyin went down the mountain to alms, bringing thousands of catties of grain, hundreds of A pilgrim who is willing to spend his wealth."

Wen Ren Qianrou raised the corners of her mouth and sneered: "Sanhua Temple has survived the drought, but I don't know how many people died of starvation. Buddhism has always cultivated oneself first, and then people."

Xu Qi'an squinted, "This not only violates the Dafeng Law, but also violates the original agreement between Buddhism and Dafeng."

Wen Ren Qianrou nodded and said:

"But Leizhou's chief ambassador just climbed into the monastery symbolically and reprimanded him. On the one hand, he could not provoke Buddhism, and on the other hand, when he came to the border state, he must be careful when dealing with such things. /

"If things go wrong, the court may not be willing to turn their faces with Buddhism. At that time, the chief minister will be the first scapegoat. The predecessors must know how powerful Buddhism is."

Xu Qi'an didn't speak any more.

"The Buddhism is the most hypocritical. Five hundred years ago, it was only after fancying the territory of the one hundred thousand mountains in southern Xinjiang that the war was fought, under the banner of human race."

The little white fox slammed.

She curled up in Munanzhi's warm embrace, holding a piece of sweet pastry in her paws.

Mun Nanzhi only used a piece of pastry, and she succeeded in touching her.

After the little white fox finished eating the cakes, his fleshy paws pressed against Munanzhi’s chest, pressed hard, and said softly:

"Auntie, your **** are bigger than Sister Yeji."

.........Xu Qi'an swallowed.

Everyone tied their horses and climbed up the stairs.

As I approached Sanhua Temple, I heard cheers and roars, as well as the sharp clash of weapons.

"Dangdang!"

Sanhua Temple, in the open space at the end of the stone steps, a man holding a mace was hit by several monks with clubs in various holes around his body, his body suddenly stiffened.

The middle-aged monk in the main line took the opportunity to spin around and injected the wooden stick with the air machine. The whole person led the stick to rotate several times and hit the mace man's head heavily.

Slap!

The body guard of the mace man shattered, and the red blood ran down his cheeks.

The middle-aged monk flashed his eyes and saw Wen Renqianrou leading the Leizhou Chamber of Commerce. He immediately stretched out his club and gently picked up the corpse of the mace man.

Pick it in front of Xu Qi'an and others.

The faces of the people in the community changed slightly, and the uproar continued.

The two sides confronted each other for a long time, and finally claimed the first life. Sanhua Temple was obviously impatient and planned to kill the killer.

"Smelly monk, do you dare to kill."

Someone shouted.

This is asking the monk of Sanhua Temple if he really wants to die.

"Duh!"

The middle-aged monk sticks a stick on the ground, looks around vertically, and performs a Buddhist lion roar:

"Er and others forcibly entered the temple with the intention of encroaching on the Buddha's treasures, and their sins should be punishable. Of course, the host is compassionate and is unwilling to commit suicide. "

"Asshole!"

The people of the arena yelled: "It's shameless to beat the nine of you."

The middle-aged monk said coldly: "You can also retreat."

He is a Buddhist site, with a Buddhist attitude.

Behind him, the monks roared together.

Clang!

People from the surrounding rivers and lakes pulled out their sabers and confronted the monks in Sanhua Temple.

This is the correct style of the monk's painting. It is fierce and domineering. In comparison, Master Hengyuan has obviously taken a crooked path. Why are there friends with wrong styles around me......... Xu Qi'an took a step forward and asked:

"Dare to ask the master, what treasure is out of Sanhua Temple?"

The middle-aged monk said: "The Buddha's pagoda has completed its merits, that's all."

"I have never heard that magic weapons can be practiced. Furthermore, the pagoda has completed its merits, why would Sanhua Temple not let me enter? Is it possible that we can still grab the pagoda?" Xu Qi'an asked again.

The middle-aged monk said: "What to do with you, an ordinary man, do you know that the Buddha is wonderful."

Shameless, this is clearly the dragon spirit of Dafeng, how could it become a treasure of Buddhism.

Xu Qi'an didn't speak any more, looking far away, looking deep into the temple, the tall tower with white walls and black tiles.

In his eyes, the pagoda is another look, the whole body is golden, and a golden dragon shadow clings to the tower body, slowly wandering away.

This dragon shadow is huge, entwining the towering towers. It has the same size as the dragon vein spirit on the foot of Emperor Joan of Arc that day, but the golden light is not condensed enough, and it is nowhere near the actual body of the dragon vein spirit.

"The master does not want to say, then I will speak for you. According to Feiyan Swordsman, the pagoda is home to the masters of the demonic and savages and the witch gods during the Shanhaiguan battle. Twenty years have passed. The master turned into a blood pill and a soul pill. This is an extraordinary opportunity and a boost to step into the third rank."

"Nonsense!"

The middle-aged monk was furious, pointed the stick at Xu Qi'an, and said: "Don't want to deceive the crowd, if you are a human being, then fight the poor monk."

"Is anxious and depraved? The suppressed figures in the Pagoda Pagoda also had my great credit back then. Buddhism was too overbearing to swallow treasures alone. Do you think that if the Great Fengjun God died, no one can rule you? ?"

Xu Qi'an raised his arms and said loudly: "Everyone, Wei Gong died in Jingshan City in battle, and Buddhism deceived him to die, intending to win the victory of Dafeng 20 years ago."

"Yes, the blood pill and the soul pill should also have our big blessings. Why should Buddhism swallow me and deceive no one."

"Cross the bleeding pill, otherwise the Sanhua Temple will be set on fire."

The people of the arena responded and clamored.

Many people looked at Xu Qi'an and nodded again and again. This man made sense.

They are not robbing the Buddhist magic weapons, but the Buddhists are not being people first, they just want to get back the part that belongs to the Dafeng.

The waist rod straightened instantly.

The middle-aged monk was furious and stared at Xu Qi'an fiercely:

"It's nonsense. There is no blood pill and soul pill in Sanhua Temple. This is a deliberate provocation."

Xu Qi'an sneered: "I believe in you, or I believe in Feiyan Swordswoman, I can only judge."

People from all walks of life responded again:

"Bald donkey, shameless."

"The monks don't talk nonsense? Open your eyes and talk nonsense."

In terms of cursing the street, the monks of Sanhua Temple have ten mouths, which are no more than the mouths of this group of jumbles.

All kinds of mischievous words are flying all over the sky, the left sentence greets the women of the whole family, and the right sentence you are my son.

The monk is not a Zen master, and without that concentration, the blue veins on the foreheads of the nine monks holding sticks jumped violently.

"Bah, shameless!"

Little White Fox hates Buddhism the most. Seeing that everyone is insulting the monk, she also cursed, and excitedly jumped around in Mu Nanzhi's arms.

"Fox demon?"

The middle-aged monk wanted to knock Xu Qi'an to death with a stick. Upon seeing this, he seized the opportunity and shouted:

"Dare to collude with the demons and die!"

The stick in his hand shook out an arc, rushed forward, and a stick slashed towards Mu Nanzhi.

Mun Nan backed away in fright, screaming.

Xu Qi'an flashed in front of her like a ghost, raised his arm to block the fiercely struck stick, "click", and the stick filled with majestic aura broke.

Although it was confined by the sealing nails, the skin, muscles, muscles and bones are genuine third-class products, and the only anti-beat performance is retained.

The pupils of the middle-aged monk shrink, and the warrior’s instinct gives a warning of crisis. He is about to pull back and form a demon formation with the same door behind him. Suddenly a strong thought flashes in his mind:

"Follow him!"

This thought was fleeting, but it made him lose his chance. Xu Qi'an let out a breath, with a green gas on the face of the middle-aged monk.

"Ho, **** ho........."

The middle-aged monk had difficulty breathing, his lungs were burning with fire, and his breathing sounded like an old bellows.

He stared at Xu Qi'an desperately and fell to the ground staggeringly.

Heart Gu’s mental influence combined with Poison Gu, the effect is not bad, well, with the current strength of Qi Jue Gu, below Rank 4, I have almost no rivals. When I left the capital, my strength was at most weak Rank 5... ......

Xu Qi'an is still very satisfied with the progress of Qi Jue Gu's cultivation.

Just now, it was heartfelt that influenced the middle-aged monk and made him make the wrong decision.

The people in the surrounding rivers and lakes saw this scene and were surprised and delighted. Just now, the middle-aged monk used a formation to besiege a sixth-rank bronze-skinned and iron-boned warrior. He was so powerful that it made people jealous.

As a result, I met this man in Tsing Yi.

"He used poison..."

In the crowd, someone said.

"It can be seen from this glance, but this monk is at least in the realm of refining the gods, and general secret calculations do not work."

Someone retorted immediately.

Everyone whispered and looked at Xu Qi'an frequently, knowing that this was a master.

But...

"He seems to want to poison the monk to death. Killing the monk at Sanhua Temple will lead to revenge."

"The host of Sanhua Temple is a fourth-tier Zen master, which is not easy to mess with."

"What are you afraid of? He seems to be a member of the Leizhou Chamber of Commerce, and the Chamber of Commerce also has Grade 4."

As he was talking, a young monk with deep eyes and a tall nose walked out of the temple.

"Brother Jingxin."

The eight monks holding sticks were overjoyed, pointing to Xu Qi'an, and said: "This person took the lead in making trouble and attacked Senior Brother Yinshun with the three abuse methods."

"Put down the butcher knife and look back on the shore."

The gentle voice full of compassion contains the power to cleanse the mood, so that everyone present will be emptied, and their hearts will be soft and kind.

With the sound of "Dangdang", the weapons in everyone's hands fell to the ground.

A few seconds later, the people of the rivers and lakes broke free from the influence of the Buddhist precepts, and their faces were shocked.

"Is it a disciple? No, it may be an ascetic."

"There is a high probability of being an ascetic monk, the discipline of ordinary law practitioners is not so strong..."

The people in Leizhou are very familiar with Buddhism, which is unmatched by people in other states.

"Amitabha, is also a donor."

Monk Jingxin clasped his hands together, ignoring the crowd, looking at Xu Qi'an with a cold face:

"The donor has repeatedly come to this temple to provoke and make trouble. You need to know that Buddhism is compassionate, but there are also vajra anger."

The surrounding monks and people from all walks of life looked at Xu Qi'an to see how he would respond.

Xu Qi'an picked up his toes, and flew him to Monk Jingxin's feet just like the middle-aged monk picked up the corpse of the sixth-rank martial artist.

Monk Jingxin grabbed both hands, with the help of the middle-aged monk, after careful inspection, his brows were frowned.

"Only I can solve the poison on his body, let us enter the temple, or he will die."

Xu Qi'an maintains the personality of an expert, and his tone is flat.

There are specializations in the art industry. Buddhism is not good at detoxification. Pharmacology is the domain of poison Gu masters and warlocks.

The people from Leizhou, who thought Xu Qi'an was soft, but disappointed, suddenly his eyes brightened.

No wonder it is easy to return someone, because it turns out to be confident.

Monk Jingxin took a deep look at Xu Qi'an, turned sideways, and made a "please" gesture, saying:

"The donor can enter the temple, the poor monk is the master, let you in."

One after another, they looked at Xu Qi'an together.

You are going to close the door and hit the dog.........Xu Qi'an understood what the other party meant.

Seeing him hesitate, Monk Jingxin asked: "Why, the donor is timid?"

If I were ten years younger, my brain would be hot...Xu Qi'an stood with his hands behind and said loudly: "Several people, don't show up at this time, when will you wait?"

The voice fell, and a hearty laughter came from below the stone steps: "Tang is willing to accompany his brother to the temple."

Everyone looked back, and saw an eight-foot-tall man with double knives on his back, climbing up the steps, followed by a group of disciples who also carried double knives.

"The double knife gate is here."

Someone shouted in surprise.

Xu Qi'an's gaze swept across the double-knife sect master automatically, and looked at a vigorous woman behind him. She was tall, plump, bright eyes, and a beautiful face. She was a very saucy beauty.

Call, call........ Liu Yun is here. I saw her in the capital.

Xu Qi'an later realized the name of this beauty, and immediately looked at Tianzong Shengzi, and found that the scumbag was smiling and looking at Liu Yun with admiration.

At this moment, there was a sound in the dense forest, accompanied by the clanging sound of armor, a young general with dark skin and bright eyes came out on the bush.

He is carrying a long spear and a waist-and-hip-standard saber, his eyes are fierce, with the murderous air of a soldier, and there is a grass in his mouth.

"Fangzhou Town Fu Li Shaoyun!"

He held a gun, squinted at the crowd, and reported himself.

"I heard that there is a treasure in Sanhua Temple, which can help Sipin step into the extraordinary realm. I have a look. Bald donkey, dare to stop me, I shot you to death."

Leizhou is a soldier, and the fourth rank of a general is even better.

What a madness.........All the people in the rivers and lakes looked sideways. This person looked like a member of the military, and his tone was arrogant and he did not hide his aura.

This is not over yet, not long after, there is a loud eagle in the sky.

A dozen red-tailed eagles with wings spread three feet and seven feet, flying from a distance, swimming in the sky of Jinguangshan, slowly landing.

The two wings flapped out a strong wind, blowing up dust and fallen leaves.

The people below dispersed, clearing an open space for the red-tailed eagle to land.

The headed knight, wearing armor, has the iconic dark skin of Leizhou people, has a burly figure, and has a thick and hard beard.

On the back of the red-tailed eagle behind him, all armored soldiers.

Yuan Yi!

Leizhou Commander Yuan Yi.

Most of the people in the rivers and lakes did not have the chance to see this prominent martial artist in Leizhou, and did not recognize them for the first time, until someone in the crowd was surprised:

"The commander Yuan Yi?"

There was a sudden uproar.

A few days ago, it was reported that the commander of Leizhou Capital, Yuan Yi, visited the Feiyan Heroine and asked about the strange treasure of Sanhua Temple.

It really wasn't a lie.

Yuan Yi is really here.

It's lively now, which is a good thing for everyone.

The more masters, the more chaotic the situation and the more opportunities to fish in troubled waters.

Yuan Yi looked around, automatically ignoring the people from the rivers and lakes, first nodded to Wenren Qianrou, then looked at the armor-covered youth, froze for a moment, and frowned:

"Li Shaoyun, why are you here? As the town's fortress, it is a big crime to leave the barracks without authorization."

The young man with a gun grinned:

"All commanders, you take fewer official titles to suppress others, Lao Tzu is here to grab the blood pill, if you can be promoted to the third rank, you have to give me the position under your butt.

"If you didn't rush, it would be a big deal to get a few hundred sticks, or dismiss or demote, it would not be a big problem."

As a fourth-rank martial artist, cultivation is the greatest support. As long as no big mistakes are made and proper willfulness, the court and government will tolerate them.

He is confident.

"I think your skin is itchy again."

Yuan Yi glared at him and cursed: "Don't get out yet."

Li Shaoyun smiled, and ran over.

"The commanding envoy Yuan Yi, the double sword gate Tang Yuanwu, Fangzhou Zhenfu Li Shaoyun, and the mysterious master in Tsing Yi, and the Fourth Pin Keqing from Leizhou Chamber of Commerce..."

"There were five fourth-ranks present, and fifth-rank masters also exceeded the number of hands. Now let's see how arrogant the monks in Sanhua Temple are."

"Don't be careless, the host and the first seat of Sanhua Temple are all ascetic monks, plus this monk named Jingxin from nowhere, his strength is not weak. Besides, the master of Sanhua Temple is like a cloud."

"Isn't there still us? No matter how many masters in Sanhua Temple, there can be as many of us? There are still a group of **** at the foot of the mountain that haven't come up. Later, the Buddha Pagoda will open, let's ascend and call, all are here. "

During the conversation, everyone saw an old monk with white eyebrows and white beards leading a group of monks.

"Amitabha Buddha, Master Yuan Du, has been missing for many years."

Abbot Panlong put his hands together in salute.

"Master Panlong."

Yuan Yi arched his hands.

"Master Commander, are you here on behalf of Leizhou government and on behalf of Dafeng?"

The Abbot Panlong asked: "Dafeng and Buddhism are allies. How are the people in the rivers and lakes has nothing to do with the Dafeng court, but you can't. Go back quickly."

Yuan Yi shook his head: "The officer has been stuck in the fourth stage for many years and cannot break through. I heard that the blood pill was born in Sanhua Temple, so I came to seek pill. In the Shanhaiguan battle, I gave a lot of help. The reason Buddhism can do it alone.

"Furthermore, the official came as a private person, with only his confidant, no army, and nothing to do with the court."

Abbot Panlong chanted the Buddha's horn again and said: "Old Na sincerely persuades me, I won't listen to you."

He said no more.

But everyone saw again that a group of people came out of the temple, carrying a sedan chair without a roof, hanging down the curtains, and sitting on the same twin sister flowers.

One of the charming women giggled:

"Master, if you let our sisters kill this Yuan Yi for you, and the court asks you, it has nothing to do with you. If you dare to blame Buddhism."

Yuan Yi squinted his eyes.

Li Lingsu immediately lowered his head and quickly distanced himself from Xu Qian.

This old man doesn't speak martial ethics. If he makes another kick at this time, he will feel uncomfortable.

When they saw the Tsing Yi, the two Oriental sisters subconsciously squinted, and after careful examination, they moved their eyes away and paid no attention.

Just wearing the same green robe, but not the guy who took Li Lang from Pingzhou.

"Bitch!"

Wen Ren Qianrou suddenly furious, stepped out, pointed at the Eastern sisters and cursed.

Dongfang Wanrong smiled, squinted her eyes, and slowly said: "This girl, do we know each other?"

Dongfang Wanqing examined it for a few seconds, suddenly, sneered:

"Oh, it's the **** that the bad-hearted guy hooked up when he ran away. My sister, you found her when you traced and traced all the way. If it wasn't for this **** who had a few masters around him and was eager to track down the bad-hearted guy at the time, take it She was slaughtered."

While speaking, the curtain suddenly separated, Dongfang Wanqing turned into a black shadow and flew out, killing Xiang Wenren and Qianrou.

Li Lingsu's face changed drastically, and he was about to rush out to stop him, Wen Renqianrou's Sipin Keqing next to him reacted faster, rushed a few steps, and pushed out with both palms.

Boom!

The sound of the collision of the air machine is like a Jiao Lei, the dust rises instantly, and the surrounding trees seem to be bent by the strong wind.

The heroes are staggering, staggering back.

Wen Ren's Sipin Keqing's face suddenly turned white, then flushed, forcing the blood rushing to her throat right now.

On the other hand, Dongfang Wanqing fell back to the sedan chair lightly, his face unchanged.

Four products are also divided into strengths and weaknesses.

"Again, is the fourth product again?"

"It looks better than the Fourth Pin Keqing from Leizhou Chamber of Commerce."

"Hi...what is the origin of these sisters?"

"I am not a master of Leizhou."

Aware of the strength of the Eastern sisters, everyone's heart sank. These sisters are obviously masters in the Sanhua Temple camp.

As a result, the number of four-rank masters on both sides is even.

Yuan Yi, Li Shaoyun, and the double-knife master, the three fourth-rank masters have serious faces.

"It turns out that Sanhua Temple has had allies for a long time. No wonder it is so overbearing and so confident."

The commander Yuan Yi said lightly.

Monk Jingxin turned around, bent towards the temple, and said:

"Please help Master Uncle to drive away these idlers."

Dongfang Wanrong smiled and groaned: "Please, Elder Ilbu, expel the idle people and so on."

The sudden opening of these two people left Leizhou's heroes at a loss, and at the same time their instinctive hearts sank.

When it was, two terrifying breaths rose into the sky, one breath came from the depths of Sanhua Temple, and the other breath came from the dense forest on the left.

The moment they felt the two breaths, two words came into their minds: Extraordinary!

Beyond the breath of mortals.

Although most of them have never been in contact with the third rank in their entire life, the pressure from the life level makes them "naturally" know the level of the other party.

Rank 4 or above is a transcendent realm, which is no longer the same as a mortal.

"Get out of Sanhua Temple for fifty miles."

In the temple, there was a thunderous roar.

The crowd listened to their ears, their chests were full of blood, and their eyes turned black.

The roar of the Buddhist lion, the roar of the Buddhist lion performed by the third grade monk.

This is because the opponent has left his hand. If he roars with all his strength and is below Rank 6, he will die on the spot. Below grade 4, confusion.

The other breath did not speak, but it also brought tremendous pressure to everyone, both mental and physical.

Leizhou’s heroes are trembling, and Yuan Yi and other fourth-rank masters are not much better. Fourth-rank in any state, is a mountain king-level figure.

But in the face of the third-rank surpassing the realm of mortals, it is no different from the low-grade monks.

No more bugs and mice.

Looking at the Leizhou Wufus, their faces were pale and panic. The monks of Sanhua Temple smiled and put their hands together leisurely.

"This, this........Two third-class products?"

"Hey, it seems that we have no relationship with the treasure, nothing more."

"The third grade is unmatched, unmatched."

In this situation and situation, the heroes and heroes present were resigned.

Don't talk about two or three ranks, just one, it's enough to sweep them all.

Compete for treasures, only if there is hope, and if the impossible is made clear, what else is there to fight for? Isn't it more fragrant to go to the brothel to sleep with the mother-in-law?

The Sword Master sighed.

Yuan Yi said quietly:

"It seems that there are more blood pills in the pagoda than we thought, and they are more refined. The one in the woods is the spiritual wisdom master of the witch gods sect, I will not I'm wrong.

"As soon as the Witch God Sect started a war with me, Buddhism immediately formed an alliance with the Witch God Sect. Can I see the imperial court?"

Dunan said indifferently: "Dafeng the court? A third-rank martial artist has no court, which is far worse than twenty years ago."

The guardian King Kong spoke coldly, showing an extremely bad impression of Dafeng.

Most senior Buddhist officials can't understand Dafeng, because Dafeng is a famous dog.

Six hundred years ago, the founding emperor of Dafeng acted as a scorpion dog and posed with the witch gods.

Three hundred years ago, Confucianism and the imperial court once again acted as puppets and wrecked the Buddha in the Central Plains.

The guardian King Kong is a monk, and the monk is grumpy and straightforward. If you can't understand it, you can't understand it.

Yuan Yi's face was pale, but he did not dare to contradict him. With the current national strength of Dafeng, he did not dare to turn his face with Buddhism. Even if the third-ranking King Kong inside slapped him into mud, the court would at best condemn and condemn him.

But being so humiliated by Tier 3 King Kong, and cut off the opportunity to compete for treasure, made him angry and unwilling.

Behind Tang Yuanwu, the master of double swords, Liu Yun couldn't help refuting: "Who said that Dafeng has no third grade? If Xu Yinluo is here, seniors, would you dare to speak out?"

The King Kong deep in the temple remained silent, seemingly disdain to answer.

In the dense forest, there was a sneer: "The surname Xu is already a waste, so why not be afraid."

Liu Yun's face suddenly flushed, she took a step forward and said loudly:

"Even if the predecessor is a spiritual teacher of the witch gods, the little girl will not allow you to slander Xu Yinluo."

Leizhou heroes and heroes whose morale fell to the bottom, as if they were back to light, there was a sound of protest.

The Linghui master in the forest smiled and said, "Do you dare to take a knife."

Liu Yunying's vigorous eyebrows are erected: "Why don't you dare."

Poke her hands behind her back, grabbed the handle of the knife, and was about to pull it out. Unexpectedly, the two knives seemed to be rusted in the scabbard. No matter how hard she tried, she blushed, but she couldn't pull out the knives.

"Huh!"

Master Linghui snorted coldly.

Liu Yun was struck by lightning and fell to her knees, vomiting blood with a "wow".

Master Linghui in the dense forest said lightly: "Desperate King Kong, if you take the covenant into consideration and it is inconvenient to take action, then I will do it for you and clear the group of miscellaneous fish. It can be made into a corpse soldier and brought to Jingshan City."

Wow.... The group of heroes backed away.

"Kill us all? What a big tone! A mere wise master~IndoMTL.com~When you are a wizard god?"

In the chaos, there was a sudden sneer.

Everyone turned their heads in amazement, looking at the Tsing Yi, as if they were looking at a fool.

Using the violent general method on a spiritual wisdom master of the witch **** sect, is it a long life?

Should he dare not do it?

Witch God Sect and Dafeng are now life and death enemies, and they will never be merciless in killing people.

You want to die, don't bother us.

Li Lingsu's eyes lit up, and his heart came, and this old monster was about to explode.

Others may treat third-level masters as gods, but Li Lingsu knows that Xu Qian, an old monster, is a hidden master who has played chess with Jianzheng.

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PS: Push a book: "The Fierce Master of the Heavens".