Although Jingangfeng Temple is a place of Buddhism, it is not simple at all, an old monk easily dissolved the force of the middle-aged monk who Zhuge Wuji slapped away, and then fell lightly, standing opposite Zhuge Wuji.

At this time, four or five monks rushed out of the mountain in succession, and these monks were all old men, but each of them was dignified, and their steps were either elegant or heavy, and all of them were extraordinary.

The four or five old monks moved so fast, and they came behind the old monk who had caught the injured middle-aged monk in an instant. The rapidly moving body caused the nearby air to vibrate, and a breeze spread.

One of them stepped forward and took the injured middle-aged monk from the old monk's hand, and someone immediately took out the medicine and let the monk take it.

"Who are you, why did you break into my mountain gate and injure my disciple. The old monk was full of red light, his chest was full of white whiskers, and his eyes did not have any divine light, but they were as cloudy as the eyes of ordinary old men.

The old monk glanced at Zhuge Wuji casually, but there was no anger in his words, but in the blandness, it made people feel like a spring breeze.

At this moment, a hurried bell rang in the middle of the mountain, and then I saw a group of monks with weapons rushing out of all directions.

The old monk spoke the bird language of the island country, but Zhuge Wuji directly filtered his speech, and he didn't understand the bird language.

Zhuge Wuji coldly glanced at the group of people opposite, and then said: "Whoever knows where Iga Long knows, if you know, say it quickly, if you don't know, you will all die today!"

Zhuge Wuji's words were unscrupulous, and there was a thick undisguised killing intent in the cold, and no one would doubt what he said.

The old monks on the opposite side suddenly changed their faces when they heard this, only the old monk who was still calm, as if there was nothing in the world that could move him.

"It turns out that you are from Huaxia!" the old monk actually understood Zhuge Wuji's speech, and opened his mouth to say a fluent sentence in Huaxia.

"Huh?" Zhuge Wuji couldn't help but be surprised. He just said it casually, and he didn't know that there would be people who knew Huaxia among these old monks.

At this time, hundreds of monks with weapons in their hands had surrounded from all directions, completely sealing off this place outside the mountain gate. Look at its posture, it actually surrounds Zhuge Wuji.

"Old monk, since you can understand what I say, then I won't say much about my intentions, you probably guessed it!" Zhuge Wuji went straight to the point, not wanting to waste his lips and tongues with these people.

The old monk groaned for a while before he sighed: "Hey, from the moment I formed an alliance with Igalong, I knew that there would be this day sooner or later, but I didn't expect that this day would come so quickly. At this point, the old monk finally changed color.

"Where is Igalong!" Zhuge Wuji said in a deep voice, as he stretched out his right hand forward, and a long sword appeared in his hand.

Suddenly, the people around felt a chill hit his upper body, and Zhuge Wuji's body diffused a cold sword aura. The sword qi was extremely vague, as if it was integrated with the long sword in his hand, and the long sword in his hand was an extension of the sword intent in his body, indistinguishable from each other.

No one could see how the long sword in Zhuge Wuji's hand appeared, except for the old monk of course. The old monk and Zhuge Wuji's cultivation seems to be between the two.

The three-foot-long pale green sword body with a cold blade was flowing with a layer of emerald green brilliance...... It seems to be the Ning Bi Divine Sword, one of the top ten divine weapons in the legendary ancient martial arts world.

The ten great divine weapons rarely appear in the ancient martial arts world, and the people who get such divine weapons are all precious, and they are carefully collected, and they will not be shown in front of people at all. Therefore, there are only a limited number of divine weapons that know who their owners are, and other divine soldiers don't even know who the owner of the divine weapons is.

The Ning Bi Divine Sword appeared in Zhuge Wuji's hand, Zhuge Wuji cultivated the way of the sword, if he didn't have a competent divine weapon, it would be a little unreasonable.

Among the ten great divine soldiers, it seems that the sword weapon alone has already occupied three places. The three great divine weapons of the Imperial Void Sword, the Dragon Sword, and the Heavenly Divine Spear are now in the hands of Nangong Chu, and the owner of the stunning knife is the top ten divine soldiers in the ancient martial arts realm of Ling Juechen, but there are already five great divine weapons that have reappeared in the world.

As for whether the remaining five divine weapons were lost or collected, no one knows.

"A good sword is like a sword, everyone is like a sword, and a sword is one!" As soon as the old monk saw Zhuge Wuji show the sword weapon in his hand, his cloudy eyes suddenly flashed with a glimmer of essence.

Zhuge Wuji's heart was awe-inspiring, this old monk was not simple, but he broke through my kendo realm in one sentence, this old monk is definitely a strong opponent, I can't imagine that there are such masters in this island country of Japan.

"I'll ask where Igalong is one last time!" "Being able to meet a strong man who can match himself in the Jingangfeng Temple, Zhuge Wuji's battle spirit has been aroused.

The master is lonely, the opponent is difficult to find, and the old monk is definitely a rare opponent.

"I don't know!" The old monk's answer was so direct that Zhuge Wuji thought he had heard it wrong, could it be that this old monk was stupid, he didn't know that the consequences of his answer like this were very serious?

"Very good!" Zhuge Wuji was also very direct, he immediately shook the long sword, and a crisp sword roar "Hum!" rushed to the sky, clearly reaching the ears of everyone present.

The palpitating and murderous sword light is declaring that Zhuge Wuji is not joking, he is really going to kill.

"One sword sweeps ten directions!" Zhuge Wuji snorted lightly, and the Ning Bi sword in his hand immediately turned into a series of emerald swimming dragons, rushing out in all directions, devouring wildly.

The vast sword qi swept outward like a stormy wave, and a strong wind lifted the fallen leaves on the ground and raised the dust on the ground. With Zhuge Wuji as the center, the dust and fallen leaves surged outward in a circle, and the fallen leaves flew around.

"Put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha on the spot!" the old monk's words were still so calm, but his palms were pinching out one after another handprints, towards Zhuge Wuji.

The golden handprint collided with the turquoise sword qi that rushed up, and there was a loud bang, which shook the mountains and forests, and startled countless birds and birds in the forest.

The handprint formed by the old monk swayed out a powerful vitality fluctuation, which actually intercepted all the sword light that swept out, and the handprint and the sword light dissipated at the same time.

The mighty aftermath shocked the hundreds of monks who were besieged around, and they retreated into the distance in panic, not daring to come any closer.

"Very good, and it depends on whether my sword is powerful or your seal method is superior!" Zhuge Wuji's battle intent was like a rainbow, and the Ning Bi Divine Sword in his hand shook again and again, and killed the old monk.

The emerald green sword of the Dao tore through the void and besieged the old monk from all directions. The speed of the sword move was incredible, but even the sword qi that was moving in the void so fast did not make any sound of breaking the void.

This is the effect of the innate master martial artist completely ignoring the air resistance, and the move is like electricity, which is extremely fast and abnormal, but it is silent, which is difficult to prevent.

The group of monks behind the old monk, who were also very old, had all retreated at this time, and these people were not qualified to interfere in this level of battle.

This old monk also calculated, and the seal in his hand continued, and a faint golden light began to shine on his body, exuding a peaceful and comfortable atmosphere like a golden-bodied Arhat. But this breath is extremely powerful.

"Boom!", "Boom!", "Boom!......

The loud noises sounded one after another, and the heavens and the earth seemed to be trembling with the loud noise, and the old monk's hands seemed to be everywhere, and the Dao Dao Seal appeared in front and back, and the Dao Seal appeared, which actually defended the whole body without leaking.

"Innate realm!" Zhuge Wuji immediately unleashed the magic power at the bottom of the box after seeing that the sword move was fruitless, and suddenly a strange wave spread out from Zhuge Wuji's body, and the cloth spread out, enveloping the old monk in it.

"Angry King Kong!" The moment the old monk was shrouded in Zhuge Wuji's realm, his body was full of golden light, and his whole person seemed to be covered with a layer of golden flames.

At the same time, the old monk pressed forward with his hands and pressed the endless golden light, and suddenly it surged out, like a golden surging river, breaking through a gap in Zhuge Wuji's domain force field, and then the old monk rushed out of that breach.

"Good guy!" Zhuge Wuji's eyes widened angrily, his body was shattered, and he was greatly impacted, and his mind was even more buzzing, and he felt that the world was spinning.

The innate realm is the product of the combination of god and qi, and it is the result of the complete fusion of spiritual power and one's own power, and the realm of divine power is broken, not only the body is impacted, but also the spiritual power is damaged.

"Chasing the stars and chasing the sun!" Zhuge Wuji was also a strong man among the innate martial artists, and he immediately came back to his senses, waved his hand, and shot out the Ning Bi sword in his hand towards the old monk.

The Ning Bi sword immediately turned into a cold sword light and stabbed towards the old monk. The condensed sword qi revealed an endless chill, and the temperature around it immediately dropped.

"Bang!" The sword light that pierced the old monk's body was blasted away by him with the Buddhist Gate Seal. The old monk's defense is really perverted, it is simply wearing an incomparably strong turtle shell and smashing it without rotting.

"Fly into the air with a divine sword!" Zhuge Wuji let out a low shout, and the sword light that was blasted away by the old monk suddenly turned in the air, and flew back upside down towards the old monk, and at the same time, the sword soared ten zhang and rolled towards the old monk's waist.

"The art of flying swords?" the old monk was moved, he had lived for a long time, and he knew Zhuge Wuji's magical power.

The old monk immediately flew back and avoided the strangulation of the sword light that was ten zhang long and swayed out of terrifying sword qi fluctuations. He didn't dare to fight Zhuge Wuji's sword light.