"Bang!"

Old man Lin Yejun punched this fake Tibetan Xuan monk, and then the monk completely turned into a cloud of smoke, dissipating between heaven and earth, and then when he reappeared, he turned into a white robe with a mask similar to a faceless, standing in the distance, his eyes full of indifference.

"Amitabha, donors, Famen Temple will be closed from now on, please go down the mountain. At this moment, the sun was setting, and in the depths of the Famen Temple at dusk, three monks walked out, walking with firm steps, and when they walked in front of the people, they found that they were all old monks.

The three of them looked calm, treasured*, stared at everything in front of them calmly, fell on the five corpses, gently pronounced the Buddha's name, and showed a look of compassion for the heavens and people on their faces, the origin of the three people was mysterious, and the incomparable old man Lin Yejun just glanced at the three of them lightly and snorted coldly.

"Fajue, Fakong, please leave quickly if you are not a person in the martial arts!"

One of the old monks pronounced the Buddha's name, his expression showed coldness, and after he spoke, two middle-aged monks appeared, holding wooden sticks, staring at everyone at the scene, and after feeling it slightly, they began to drive away.

Song Boning and those people from the criminal police detachment were also driven down the mountain, and the three old monks who suddenly appeared in Famen Temple showed no mercy, and even the great monks of Xinjiang Province were imprisoned, and those warrior monks were still standing there obediently, as if waiting for the three old monks to give orders.

"The heritage of Famen Temple, the three elders of Famen. "The jade-faced Langjun, dressed in a white robe as white as snow, fluttered and moved, staring at the three people with a masked face.

"Amitabha, five hundred years in the world have passed, the years have changed, the dynasty has sunk, only the stars of Famen Temple do not fall, and the great monks in the temple are all traveling far away, leaving three elderly people to survive until now.

But I never thought that there would be such a catastrophe, all of this is a cycle of cause and effect, and the retribution of fate, but if you want to take away the secret treasure of Famen Temple, you haven't asked the three of us yet. One of the old monks, his eyes were full of fierce killing intent, and his tone was full of flatness.

"Hehe, the three elders of the Famen, this matter can not be done by you, organizationally, it is clear that you Famen Temple left three people as a foundation, so I also invited someone to invite you to tea. Jade-faced Langjun said lightly.

"Amitabha, please drink tea, you three juniors, I'm afraid the identity is still not enough. Another old monk shook his head, his expression full of mockery, and he looked very disdainful of his words.

"The Lin family is here to ask for advice!" Lin Yejun said at this time.

"Amitabha, it turned out to be the benefactor of the Lin family in Jiangnan, eighty years ago, someone in our vein acted recklessly, causing the Lin family to lose a master of the Dacheng Martial King Realm, I am really sorry. The old monk with relatively long eyebrows said.

It can be seen that he doesn't want to make enemies at this time, and takes the initiative to admit that eighty years ago, the accident was caused by them, and there are not a few times and opportunities for them to deal with the Lin family, so it is clear that some people in the Lin family are very concerned about this matter, and the killing intent of Famen Temple in their hearts is very sufficient.

Characters that are rare to see for thousands of years or even a hundred years, just because of them, died in the realm of Dacheng Martial King, for the two forces, this enmity is incompatible, and this matter can be described endlessly.

But I look at the old man Lin Yejun's expression, it should be consistent with Famen Temple, and work together to deal with the jade-faced Langjun, the jade-faced Langjun standing in the distance looked at me strangely at the corner of his mouth, and his face was full of cold and penetrating smiles, which made me feel very uncomfortable.

"The people of the Lin family, Famen Temple, and Tang family are all here, it's really good, but I'm only interested in the temple treasure of Famen Temple today, and the old bald donkey handed over that thing. The jade-faced Langjun said with a cold voice.

"Hehe, jade donor, kill us and get the temple treasure. One of the monks, with an indifferent expression, put his hands behind his back, opened his mouth indifferently, and said to the jade-faced Langjun.

The coldness and killing intent in the words are very real, Xingguang should be the name of the organization where the jade-faced Langjun belongs, as for what they are worried about, I don't know, but looking at the breath of slaughter at the scene, the battle is about to break out, and it has reached the final place.

"Old bald donkey, you really don't know where the Buddha treasure is?!" the jade-faced Langjun smiled weirdly, and the figure floated back.

"Jade face donor, five hundred years ago, Xingmang once went to Famen Temple to find the Buddha treasure, resulting in the Famen Temple blood flowing, countless monks died, we have since disappeared into the world, the Buddha treasure is unique to my Buddhist family, and the world can not be defiled. The old monk said.

"The Buddha treasure is just a relic, and the scriptures left by the bones are the focus, how can you Buddhism not know if you want to swallow it privately. Jade-faced Langjun sneered.

The donor laughed, we have never seen any scriptures. "The highest monk, Dao.

"It's useless to talk too much, why don't you see the real chapter in your hands?!" Yumian Langjun finally wanted to do it.

"Old man Juekong!"

"The old man is absolutely aware!"

"Old Buddha Jue Buddha!"

"I'm here to teach Your Excellency a trick!"

The moment the words fell, the three monks rushed out and stepped away, the figure of the jade-faced Langjun was like a ghost, and he suddenly stayed away from the scene, and then looked at the three of them calmly.

"Is it really when no one can come out of the stars?!" Jade-faced Langjun smiled lightly, and as the voice turned into dust, it dissipated between heaven and earth, exactly the same as the move he had just made against Old Man Lin Yejun.

"Haha, I'm waiting to come and learn your Excellency's tricks!"

There were a few loud laughs from the void, and then the Dao figure flew out, and when he took a serious look, it was three strangely dressed martial artists, looking at this situation, at least they were all masters of the Martial Sect Realm, just because they could all step into the air.

Without saying a few words, the six of them fought, the majestic internal force and the turbulent aura kept coming, and my whole person was shocked, fortunately, the old man Lin Yejun was by his side, so he was able to stabilize, after all, that kind of power can be easily suppressed.

"Tang Ming, I'm here!"

The jade-faced Langjun screamed quickly and grabbed me, the old man Lin Yejun showed a trace of anger on his face, really when the tiger is not powerful, the old man is a sick cat, this time the old man may be angry, and directly kicked the jade-faced Langjun away, and the breath on his body is very vast.

I can feel that power with the peak power of the martial arts realm, and it can definitely crush me easily, when the jade-faced Langjun was knocked away, the old man Lin Yejun's eyes were calm, staring into the distance, and at this time, the jade-faced Langjun appeared again.

"You old man, it's not simple, is it the peak of the Martial Sect Realm? The thousand-year-old Lin family is really worthy of its reputation, the family heritage is really profound, any martial artist is a grandmaster, how can the master of the Martial Sect Realm respected by ordinary families live. The jade-faced Langjun sneered, and his figure turned into a streamer of light, and fled towards Xuanzhu.

"Where do you want to run?!" Old Man Lin Yejun roared angrily, his figure was even more exaggerated, and he appeared next to the jade-faced Langjun in a moment, and it was a palm on his chest.

"Poof!"

The jade-faced Langjun vomited blood instantly, his body became staggering, and he was crumbling in the void, as if he was about to fall, the old man Lin Yejun seemed to have hatred for the people of Xingmang, and after beating the jade-faced Langjun, the first reaction he did was to kill the killer, who might be a strong person in the organization, how could there be no hole cards left.

Just when the old man slapped the head of the jade-faced Langjun, there was no scene I expected, and the whole body of the jade-faced Langjun became paralyzed, and the whole body turned into shriveled air, and finally dissipated, leaving only clothes.

"Ladies and gentlemen, we have a long way to go, Tang Ming, the game between the organization and you is not over yet, I hope you can hold on.

The three of you hold on, I'll go and get back the Buddha treasure, and the organization will remember you. The jade-faced Langjun laughed, and finally the figure completely dissipated in this world, as if it had never appeared from beginning to end.

"Do you dare?!Get out!" Jue Jue is exposed, the Buddha treasure is the foundation of the Famen Temple, and no mistakes are allowed.

Directly slapped away the entangled martial artist around him, and the furious Juekong actually slapped the martial artist to death with one palm, and the three old monks all let go and showed their truest strength.

"Martial King Realm!"

The three people who fought with them were all stunned, and then their faces showed a look of shock, Wang Jing, a kind of mythical figure, actually appeared in front of us, since I have cultivated martial arts, Lin Yunzhu has systematically learned that the cultivation is extremely difficult, and the master of this martial king realm is basically impossible to find in the world.

Only when they take the initiative to show up, can they know that they are real masters, there are too many hermits in this world, and these martial artists of the Martial King Realm are all strong people hidden in the world, and they are unwilling to show up.

The three masters of the Martial King Realm of Famen Temple, their bodies are not dried up, that is to say, they are out of peak state, their strength is immeasurable, and now they are going all out to pursue Yumian Langjun, and they only arrived at Yumian Langjun's side in an instant.

"I see how many stand-ins you have available?!" Juekong roared and slapped his palm.

"Hehe, there are thousands of stand-ins for the jade-faced Langjun, you can kill them. "The jade-faced Langjun flying in the void didn't care at all on his face, his figure was as fast as lightning, and he quickly crossed the sky, and the martial king who was blocking behind him, after slapping the jade-faced Langjun with one palm, a stand-in was beaten out.

I feel that the words of the jade-faced Langjun are true, he has too many incarnations, all the martial kings killed are stand-ins, where is his real body, or what he is, everything is hard to say, but just here when I watched them chase and fight, a figure appeared next to me, just in an instant, I lost all my strength and couldn't move, just like that, I was captured by the jade-faced Langjun.

"Lin family, borrow your uncle!"

The jade-faced Langjun sneered, the voice pierced through the sky, and broke into the ears of the old man Lin Yejun, the old man turned around in an instant, his eyes were full of murderous intent, and he chased towards the jade-faced Langjun, at this moment, my whole person was drowsy, and my internal force could not function, and finally lost consciousness.