Seeing that it was too late, Hui Ling threw the long stick in his hand violently, and went straight to the man with a sound of breaking the air. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

With a "bell", a long sword suddenly picked up in the middle, and the long stick like a poisonous snake coming out of a hole was picked up from the back half, and immediately flew to the side.

And the Zen staff in Su Wen's hand was still staring at the few people in front of him, and he didn't realize the long knife pierced in his back.

Tan Zong, Hui Ling immediately yelled, but it was too late.

Tan Zong and the others knew that Su Wen had the kung fu of a golden bell jar, and they also knew where the bottom line was. Even if it's a knife cut, they don't worry.

However, this person used the knife between his eyebrows to pierce it directly, and if they didn't get it, they could change the abbot.

And the other people in the audience also noticed this, and the disciples in the Sanhe Sect were happy, and Su Wen was rampaging through the crowd, which really caused them a lot of trouble.

As for the dead, as long as these monks can't go back, who knows?

What's more, after the martial arts are enthusiastic, who cares about the consequences.

The man holding the knife between his eyebrows, seeing that the sword had reached Su Wen's back, said secretly in his heart: "I see how you die!"

Everyone could already see the long knife passing through their chests.

Even Tan Zong and the others were slow in their hands.

"Bell", the knife between the eyebrows in the man's hand seemed to be pierced on the steel plate, and he stabbed it hard, but it only stole a layer of epidermis, Su Wen instead used this strength to knock down another person, and turned around and swept down the man who was still in a daze with a cane.

Tan Zong and the others had their hearts in their throats just now, and only then did they breathe.

Death in Buddhism is a matter of liberation, but the burden of spreading the Dharma in this life is on Su Wen, if he has any accidents, even if the Pure Heart Temple, which has just gained momentum, does not decline, it will be difficult to go further.

Then the guilt of several of them will be great.

They let out a sigh, but the other Sanhe Sect disciples' eyes were about to pop out, staring at Su Wen's back tightly.

I saw that there was only a bloodstain the size of a fingernail, which was barely piercing the epidermis.

This is a knife between the eyebrows, even the wooden board can be pierced through, and the blood stains the size of a fingernail are pierced into this monk's body, is this still a person?

The eyes of these disciples were not like the few just now, and they could see at a glance that Su Wen did not have anything on him. As he moved, the outline of the muscles could even be seen in his back through the clothes.

There is only a thin layer of clothing.

But his skin was like metal, and the sound of the knife between his eyebrows was almost the same as that of hitting a steel plate.

How can this be believed.

Even the five or six senior disciples who had just entered the permanent period were shocked.

They froze here, and Su Wen and the others were not merciful. After Tan Zong and the others put their minds at ease, they moved quickly, and took advantage of the other party's surprise to knock down a few more people.

After that, Tan Zong and others ate each other little by little and oppressed each other. Su Wen, on the other hand, rushed left and right in the crowd.

"Bell", "bell", "bell", "bell"

Su Wen didn't hide at all, nor did he recruit or fight, and the other party naturally didn't believe in evil, and a series of weapons smashed on Su Wen's body, at most blocking his pace. But on his body, he didn't have any injuries at all.

Seeing a single knife dissolve Su Wen's clothes and slash on his shoulder, the disciple saw that after the knife was slashed, Su Wen's shoulder was only a white line, and he returned to the same as before.

In the next second, he was swept across his waist by Su Wenwen's kick and flew out like a rag bag.

Whether it is hit on the head, shoulders, back, chest, even the neck, Su Wen does not avoid it at all.

The knife is just a white mark on it, and the gun is only a bloody stain on the fingernail, not to mention those who practice martial arts, even ordinary people don't care.

And the sword pierced up, almost breaking the long sword.

At that moment, he had already proved that the effect of the golden bell jar was high-level, and it was indeed worthy of the name of "Golden Bell", and it was almost invulnerable.

There was no need to dodge, and there were enemies all around, Su Wen let go of his hand and cast the mad wand method that he had learned from Lu Zhishen, and his mind was completely immersed in the dance wand, and he didn't care about everything around him.

In this way, the rod is more powerful.

The mad wand method, as the name suggests, is based on momentum, and if you don't go crazy, you can't live.

If you dodge, where can you still use the essence of the staff.

Su Wen spread out here, and the surrounding Sanhe Sect disciples almost collapsed.

Such a person who is almost invulnerable, doesn't care no matter how he fights, but has crazy staff skills and great strength, is simply a tiger into a flock of sheep, and the tank rushes into the formation of soldiers.

Everyone else was helpless against him.

"Hold him down, drag him until he has no strength. ”

Someone in the crowd suddenly shouted.

The others' eyes lit up when they heard this, and they immediately wandered around Su Wen.

Ordinary people can practice boxing for several hours, but when they really fight against others, it only takes a few minutes.

Boxers who have undergone rigorous training are only two minutes per round during the fight.

Not to mention such a heavy weapon as wielding a Zen staff.

Moreover, Su Wen had been fighting under the siege of everyone for a long time, and it had been almost ten minutes now.

It's an ordinary person, and now it's already down. Even if his physical strength was far beyond ordinary people, everyone didn't believe that he could continue for another ten minutes.

But what they didn't expect was that Su Wen's physical strength was much better than they thought.

And there is no need to defend, focus on attacking, and the physical wear is less.

What's more, they are not only facing Su Wen, but also Tan Zong, Hui Ling and others.

It's just that Su Wen was too dazzling in the crowd during this time, so people couldn't help but look directly and focus on him.

But taking advantage of this opportunity, Tan Zong and the others defeated seven more people.

Now there are still more than 30 disciples of the Sanhe Sect standing, and the rest are already lying on the ground and unable to get up for a while.

And the monks of the Pure Heart Temple are still eight out of the station, and none of them are injured.

Xingjing and Xinghui watched the battle from behind, and they couldn't help but tremble.

A breath of blood rushed from his chest to the top of his head.

If Su Wen hadn't asked the two of them to wait where they were, they would have rushed up a long time ago.

This battle is really exciting. Whether it was the tacit cooperation and advanced martial arts of Tan Zong and others, or Su Wen's rampage in the crowd, all made the onlookers feel surging and excited.

In the distance, Funakoshi and the young man were dumbfounded.

It's just too violent.

These monks are too violent.

At first, the two of them were still thinking about going up to help, but now, let them go up, neither of them will go up.

It's really the addition of the two of them, and it doesn't have much effect on the situation. Now it's in the field

When have they ever seen a monk fight martial arts, and everyone can fight 10 at a time?

When had they ever seen a monk rampaging through the crowd like a tank, and almost invulnerable.

Aren't all monks pure and reciting scriptures with one mind?

Aren't monks all compassionate?

But these monks started to do it, but they were not soft at all.

Look at the people who lie on the ground, and none of them who lie down get up again.

"Mr. Funakoshi, please help. Suddenly, there was a roar in the distance. "I've left you to browse through the cheats for three days. ”

Han Li originally wanted to rely on his own experience to be more experienced than the other party, and his kung fu was deep to make a quick decision, but Lu Zhishen's experience was more than him.

Even if he can fight again, he hasn't been on the battlefield, right?

Lu Zhishen can be said to have fought all his life, and he has seen many masters. It's not once or twice on the battlefield, and his experience is much higher than him.

Therefore, as soon as he started it, it made his heart sink.

He could only barely support it, waiting for many disciples to clean up those monks before coming to help him.

But just a glance at that side made him shudder. There were only two dozen people left on the field who were pressed and beaten by Su Wen and others, as if they were the one with fewer people.

And the ground was full of groaning Sanhemen disciples.

He could only ask Funakoshi Ueo for help.