Leaving the hotel, the moonlight shines obliquely through the thin clouds, making the sharp and angular steel lines on Lingyun's face look extraordinarily dazzling, the slender eyes are cold and focused, and every time the opening and closing are exuding a unique charm that shocks the heart, the whole person exudes the cold momentum of the people, like a magic weapon that has just broken out of the sheath after a thousand years of sealing. [Full text reading.]

And behind him, Chen Hu and Paul, who are still his right and left hands.

Chen Hu was wearing a black trench coat, and his face was calm to almost indifferent and followed closely behind the boss like a shadow, while Paul hid his whole face under the erected high-necked trench coat, like a fugitive who was chased by the enemy and was afraid to reveal his true face.

The three of them walked silently on the streets of Jerusalem, quietly feeling the kind of vastness and loneliness unique to the thousand-year-old city, the passage of time, the endless glory in the world, the absence of immortal dynasties, and an indescribable emotion stirred in their hearts.

At this moment, Ling Yun, who was advancing silently, seemed to have forgotten everything, and he didn't even pay attention to the upcoming bloody battle.

Because, the mystery that has been haunting him for a long time will finally be solved tonight.

Whether seizing the "Seven Clever Hearts" will awaken the dragon that has been sleeping for thousands of years, and whether it will obtain a powerful power comparable to that of the gods, all this will reveal the mystery.

The three of them seemed to walk slowly toward the temple, each step of which was full of thoughts, as if each step was a new beginning, until they galloped away as soon as they walked out of the city of Jerusalem.

The temple that stands high on a steep solitary peak is still majestic, majestic, and in the dark night it looks like a creeping beast.

Looking at the majestic temple that was already close in front of him and seemed to be within reach, Chen Hu said solemnly: "Since the last time you and the middle-aged man stole into the temple along the back mountain, the Jews have strengthened their vigilance there, and it should be impossible to repeat the same trick again this time. ”

"What can you do if you strengthen your vigilance, as long as the other party is not an A-level master, how many people are in vain. ”

Paul, who walked at the back, confidently said, "Because we are strong enough!"

Chen Hu didn't bother to pay attention to the rogue missionary in front of him who could only use his lower body to think about problems, and directly said coldly: "How long do you think you can hold out on the mountain wall full of mines? Or do you think that we have worked so hard to design and transfer that mechanized force to do too much?"

When Paul heard this, he had to shrug his shoulders helplessly.

During this period of following Ling Yun, although his strength has increased to a great extent, it is still impossible to directly fight against large-scale mechanized troops.

"In that case, let's just go straight through the main hall, and I'll see if anyone can stop me. ”

At this time, Ling Yun's temperament had changed, and his words were full of arrogant momentum, as if heaven and earth had surrendered to his feet, and he was the only supreme master of this world.

Chen Hu and Paul nodded silently, silently following behind Ling Yun and continuing to run towards the temple.

"Who are you?" When Ling Yun and the three approached the Temple Mount, the Temple guards who were in charge of guarding the perimeter immediately issued a warning to them, "Please stop immediately, this is a forbidden place." ”

Softly snorted, Ling Yun didn't answer, his hands turned into knives, a faint light circulated on the palms, and his hands were * out of the uncertain heterochromatic knife.

Ling Yun's movements were as fast as lightning, and his body rushed forward with sufficient strength like a sharp arrow full of bow and hair, and his hands slashed through the necks of the two temple guards who had just been questioned, and the two heads with disbelief on their faces "swished" into the air, and the blood pressure in the chest caused the neck artery to spurt out a two-meter-high column of blood, and finally the two headless corpses gradually convulsed and fell to the ground, and the nerves still controlled the two holes with the big bowl mouth trembling and spurting blood outward.

"Death to those who stand in my way, kill ......" Ling Yun castrated like lightning, kicking off the prelude to the slaughter, and before the Temple guards and dozens of other members of the Jewish Holy Order could react, he had already descended like a bloody whirlwind like a god of death.

A series of multi-directional heavy kicks and kicks in the air hit the heads of the sixteen temple guards, and after a series of light and crisp roars, the entire heads of those guards immediately shattered, and the plasma splattered several meters high.

In the blink of an eye, he killed eighteen people in a row, but looking at Ling Yun's movements was like killing a few insignificant ants, it was effortless at all.

Finally, the slightly more responsive Templar guards came back to their senses and began screaming and organizing a counterattack, but these futile revolts were undoubtedly nothing more than floating and shaking the trees.

More than thirty temple guards roared at the same time, and the Xueliang scimitar in their hands against the graceful moonlight slashed towards Ling Yun, and thirty rays of light and shadow immediately killed from all the tricky angles around them, but although this seemingly ferocious attack was full of momentum, it was useless at all.

"You should weigh your strength before you attack. ”

Ling Yun didn't look at it, the powerful dark power in his body quickly operated, and he casually punched the opponent with an iron fist containing terrifying energy.

The fist wind tore the sky and the earth, sharp and incomparable, and shattered the enemy's scimitar into pieces from a distance of ten meters, and the fragments of the fragmented scimitar were rolled back in the face of the powerful qi wave, turning into an indestructible hidden weapon.

As a result, those who dared to raise their weapons to Ling Yun to kill, their body tissues were cut and smashed by their own blades in an instant, red and white blood and brains splashed out far away, and a strong smell of blood began to fill the air.

Now Ling Yun's strength can only be described as unfathomable, his combat experience is incomparably rich, his speed is simply incredible, and it is simply easy to attack these opponents who are far inferior to him from a distance, and he can kill a large number of temple guards with a single move.

The Templar guards didn't have time to consider which offensive method or defensive stance they should choose, so they could only watch as the enemy killed all the armed men who dared to stand in the way in the blink of an eye, and the corpses of their companions fell to the ground, and all of them died in a miserable state, without a single corpse.

Continuing to rush forward in an almost straight line, Ling Yun rushed towards the area of the temple, and those who dared to stand in his way were all torn to shreds, and their bodies fell to the ground like rotten branches and rotten leaves.

One kind of advance, the temple, the two fully mechanized bunkers are like two hideous-looking, fanged and clawed giant beasts blocking Lingyun's path.

Eight black M2 12.7mm large-caliber machine guns poked their heads out of the bunkers, like cobras with their heads raised and began to spit deadly poison Y at their prey, and the dense bullets flew desperately towards Lingyun like no money, and the muzzle jumped a foot-long fire, which was particularly dazzling in the dark night.

Ling Yun remained silent, raised his right hand and shook it, magically pulling out a black energy shield with a diameter of about two meters in the air.

The surface of the shield formed by the materialization of energy flashed with a layer of blue light, slowly rotating like a sexual spirit, isolating Ling Yun from the threat of bullets along with Chen Hu and Paul behind him.

The momentum of the forward rush did not stop, Ling Yun used his powerful spiritual power to control the position and strength of the energy shield in his hand, and the waves of bullets surging in front of him flashed a little spark on the surface of the energy shield, but he was never able to break through this protective shield, posing a substantial threat to the three people inside.

Looking at this strange scene, almost all the armed Jews in their hands couldn't help but feel a chill on their backs, so these armed men outside the temple panicked, and vented more bullets at each other, as if they wanted to vent their fears in this way.

"After a while, these Jews actually built two bunkers at the entrance to the temple."

Facing these two bunkers that seemed to be very strong, Ling Yun couldn't help but shake his head slightly, and muttered to himself as if he were muttering to himself, "It's a pity that this kind of conventional fortification is of no use to a powerful dark master!"

As soon as his left hand was raised, a black energy ball that appeared in the palm of his hand at some point appeared a few centimeters above Ling Yun's palm; Countless electric lights swirled around the ball of energy, emitting a low, violent roar of "poof".

Immediately after, with a wave of Ling Yun's imposing hand, the energy ball drew a beautiful arc in the air and pierced through the bodies of the three temple guards in a row, and finally hit one of the bunkers.

Almost at the same time, a black monstrous flame rose from the bunker, and in an instant, it was blown into powder by the terrifying power contained in the energy ball, and dissipated into the air with the wind, as if it had never appeared.

After destroying the bunker, Ling Yun led Chen Hu and Paul, who had not made a move behind him, to continue to advance.

There were still many people on the periphery of the temple hiding in the shadows and firing hidden guns, but after those bullets whistled towards him, they would stop in front of Ling Yun, just as there was an invisible protective layer around the body of this "Eastern Demon".

"These Jews, they're really annoying!"

Before the words fell, Ling Yun's body rose from the ground and leaped into the air over a temple guard whose bones were shattered, and as soon as he turned in the air, he rushed down from the sky, like a lost missile being relocated by radar, and directly smashed the three nearby temple guards who were hiding in the shadows and firing hidden guns into a pile of mud.

After eliminating the three gunmen in the shadows in one fell swoop, Ling Yun's entire body did not pause, and he jumped high again and pounced on a very cleverly designed bunker hidden in the shadows ten meters away.

Maybe it's because the guys in this bunker are more afraid of death, so they didn't cooperate with other bunkers to attack the target just now, and it seems that they want to avoid the other party's eyes with their clever design.

It's a pity that as the fairest god in this world, the Grim Reaper didn't forget to send a death invitation to these cowards in the end.

Just like an excellent athlete, Ling Yun's entire body was in the air in a movement that ordinary people couldn't complete, and he turned his head and flew towards the bunker.

At a distance of more than ten meters, it was as close as his lightning-fast movement speed, and Ling Yun landed on the top of the bunker without giving the other party a chance to react.

Immediately afterwards, the "Oriental Demon" stepped heavily on the top of the bunker, and immediately made a large hole in the bunker reinforced by huge boulders and steel, as if it had been smashed by a crane hammer.

"I'm sorry, you've been discovered!"

Casually suck a scattered grenade into your hand, then pull out the grenade safety and throw it in.

"Boom ......"

With a low explosion coming from inside the bunker, the big D at the top of the bunker also raised a burst of blood mist, and under the huge power of the anti-infantry grenade, the machine gunner inside did not survive.

At this time, in the face of the slaughter of Ling Yun, a master whose strength was beyond imagination, those outer guards of the temple who had not yet been illuminated by the other party were completely stunned, and the "Eastern Demon" who looked at the entire figure in front of him could not resist at all, just like a frog bitten by a poisonous snake.

"Plop ......"

A Jewish armed man who was more afraid of death, faced with the enemy in front of him who could not be defeated at all, the will to survive in his heart finally defeated his dignity, and as soon as his legs were weak, he directly knelt on the ground with his head in his hands, obviously wanting to surrender to the other party to save his life.

Seeing that someone took the lead in surrendering, the armed personnel around the surrounding temple, who had no intention of resisting for a long time, immediately knelt down in a large area, and they all held their heads in a standard begging posture.

"I'm sorry, but Master Ben has limited manpower and can't manage the prisoners of war, so he can't accept the enemy's surrender. As Ling Yun spoke, a terrifying cruel smile appeared on his face again.

This smile was not only evil in the eyes of those temple guards, but also extremely hideous and terrifying; Because they smell death from this smile.

The energy in his body was flowing endlessly, the five fingers of his right hand shrunk, and an invisible suction force sucked a temple guard kneeling on the ground into the air, and Lingyun's big iron-like hand wrapped around the opponent's neck, and then lifted his entire body up.

Seeing the temple guard's body hanging in the air, his feet kicking and shaking violently, the cruel and contemptuous look in Ling Yun's eyes flashed, and then he gently pinched and slammed with his five fingers.

Then, with the crisp sound of a crushed bone, the temple guard's entire head hung limply over his shoulders, like a rag doll that could be manipulated.

"Go, hell is the best place for you damned Jews. ”

Seeing that the Jew in his hand was no longer breathing, Ling Yun easily let go of the ten fingers that were originally tightly pinched on the other party's neck, and immediately caused the temple guard who had lost his support to collapse to the ground as if he had no bones, becoming a corpse with no signs of life.

Immediately after, almost at the same time that the body of the lifeless temple guard had just touched the ground, Ling Yun's body with a cruel smile flashed in the air, and he caught another unlucky guy in his hand at some point.

Ling Yun's seemingly slow, but in fact, it contained a powerful dark force that punched the opponent's chest, directly causing the temple guard's body to tremble violently, and then with a scream, his limbs spread out violently, and all the bones in his body were twisted into pieces by the dark energy that drilled into his body in an instant.

Blood was spurting from every pore, and then his eyes gradually dimmed in the endless pain, and the slowly dilated pupils were still full of fear, and the breath of life had faded from his body like a tide.

Although the remaining temple guards who had lost their intention to fight were no longer to be feared, Ling Yun, as the "Eastern Demon", was still not ready to let them go, so he ordered Chen Hu and Paul: "You are responsible for dealing with the people outside, and I will go in and get the Seven Exquisite Hearts." ”

Then, Ling Yun, who seemed to have killed the red eye, jumped high, as fast as thunder, like a faint light smoke and water mist, rushed towards the gate of the temple in front of him at full speed, preparing to meet the dark masters inside the temple who really had the strength to "talk" to him.

"No problem, we'll leave it to you!" Faced with the boss's orders, Chen Hu and Paul immediately summoned their weapons and prepared to kill.

The reason why they didn't make a move just now was because Ling Yun hadn't given them a chance to make a move at all, and he had already eliminated all the temple guards who dared to resist.

Looking at the remaining temple guards in front of them who seemed to have been snatched away by demons, and their eyes flashed with fear and had been replaced to resist **, Chen Hu and Paul turned their heads to look at each other, and then put away their worthless sympathy and waved the butcher knife in their hands, and began to harvest these souls that had been named by death.

The moonlight in the sky gradually dimmed, the dark clouds continued to roll and roar like a giant beast, and a dazzling blue-white lightning silently pierced the sky, instantly illuminating the sky, and the heavy thunder shocked the heavens and the earth, shaking the souls hidden in the deepest corners of the temple, and the strange and inexplicable atmosphere quickly spread.

Ling Yunning listened to the continuous miserable howls of the temple guards behind him, and seemed to be very satisfied with Chen Hu and Paul's performance, and a cruel smile on the corner of his mouth gradually spread on his face.

"Damn the Jews, the 'Devil of the East' is here again!"

Looking at the closed temple gate in front of him, Ling Yun snorted coldly, and then slammed his foot on the gate made of fine stone, which was more than five meters high.

"Boom!"

With a loud bang, after Ling Yun destroyed the closed stone door in front of him, he rushed straight in with a bloody rain behind him.

But then, Ling Yun, who had just stepped into the temple, felt an invisible pressure coming towards him, as if the entire hall was enveloped by this mysterious energy in an instant.

Almost at the same time that Ling Yun broke into the temple, an angry roar sounded in the empty hall of the temple: "Who is the person who has trespassed into the temple. ”

"Who, don't you Jews know?"

Ling Yun sneered, and said loudly and unscrupulously: "Since Young Master Ben has already come, you should not hide anymore, it is wiser to take the initiative to stand up." ”

"Last time, I let you successfully escape from the temple, but I didn't expect you to dare to come and die!"

With the sound of a muffled voice, four elders of the Jewish Church stepped out from the depths of the Temple, followed by a group of weaker Templar guards.

"Just now, even your archbishop Shamila has been beheaded by the sword of Young Master Ben, not to mention a few of you so-called elders who are not strong. ”

Speaking of this, Ling Yun swept over the Jews in front of him with contempt before continuing, "I advise you to leave immediately after getting acquainted, so that you may be able to find a way to live." ”

Hearing that the "Eastern Demon" in front of him was talking nonsense in the temple, a temple elder with a wrinkled face took two steps forward, and just like that, he pointed at Ling Yun and shouted: "Nonsense, Archbishop Shamila is not here at all, how can he be defeated by you!"

From the mouth of the temple elder in front of him, who seemed to be very angry, he knew that Shamira had indeed left the temple as the intelligence showed, and the corners of Ling Yun's mouth couldn't help but show a knowing smile.

It seems that these Templars have been here for too long, and he has been able to get the information they need so easily.

"...... Chop"

Ling Yun suddenly shouted, and the eardrums of everyone in the temple trembled like a thunderstorm, and the energy secretly gathered on Ling Yun's body burst out uncontrollably at this moment, and the floor under his feet was all shattered because of the sweeping of this energy.

At this time, the Temple Elder, who had just been angered by Ling Yun's words, realized that his head had left his body and rose up without knowing what was going on, and a pair of eyes could even see his headless body standing straight on the ground.

At this time, the elder realized that he had been beheaded by the other party, so he let out the last scream of this life in fear.

The other three Templars, as well as the Templar guards, didn't seem to believe what was happening in front of them, staring at the headless corpse lying on the cold floor, and then shouting almost at the same time, "Elder Isaac." ”

"Sorry, I lied. ”

Ling Yun unhurriedly wiped the side of his palm, some of the blood stains stained by cutting off the other party's head, and then coldly glanced at the stunned Temple Elders, and then said solemnly: "Since Shamira is not here, then you all send Ben Shao to hell!"

(End of chapter)