"Zen Master Ziyu, you are also a famous person, why did you do such a shameless thing? Say, who commanded you? Say it quickly, I also let the three of you master and apprentice detach as soon as possible! Zhang Baosheng shook his head and said with a look of regret.

Qingfeng was shot and couldn't speak, Mingyue's face was nervous, her face was like ashes, and she couldn't speak at all.

Although Zen Master Ziyu was seriously injured, he still replied angrily: "Don't think about it, there is no one to direct at all. You have planted drugs in the Golden Triangle, and you have harmed many living beings, and the three of us are doing the right thing for heaven this time. I originally wanted to kill you and Chai Wang in one fell swoop, but as soon as your two giants die, the forces under your hands will be in chaos, and I don't know how many people will be rescued because of this! Amitabha! ”

"I don't go to hell, who does! It's a pity that for the sake of the mountain, the attack was defeated! If it weren't for the man by your side, you and your men would not have been able to live until now! ”

The purple jade Zen master stroked his chest with his left palm and talked eloquently.

When the old man heard the monk mention himself at the back table, he laughed twice, and suddenly said, "Monk! You're pretty good at that, too! It's just a pity that you're out of luck! Gave his life in vain! Reincarnated in the next life, remember to choose an auspicious day of the zodiac, don't be so unlucky! ”

The old man said this jokingly, but Zhang Baosheng's subordinates around him didn't find it interesting.

Fortunately, this powerful old man is here, otherwise today's three Ziyu Zen masters will attack together, if Zhang Baosheng and Chai Wang are killed at the same time, the entire Golden Triangle will immediately fall into war, and then the entire international market will be affected.

Zhang Baosheng pondered for a moment and said in a deep voice: "Jinba." Leave this matter to you! ”

Since it was the old man who took the purple jade Zen master, he saved his life again. Zhang Baosheng simply threw this errand to Jin Ba, and he was too lazy to provoke this body of ashes.

Whether it's for the sake of fame. It's still for money and power, anyway, there are countless people in this world who want to kill him Zhang Baosheng, and he is no longer interested in understanding who the other party is and what the purpose is.

Ling Qingfeng stepped forward and stared intently at the three masters and apprentices.

These three monks who practice bitter meditation are very good at kung fu and have good hearts. They did not hesitate to risk their lives to assassinate the two giants of the Golden Triangle, this compassion and compassion can be sung and cried.

But now he is playing the identity of Jinba, with the character of Jinba. How is it possible to let them go? And it has to be brutal!

Ling Qingfeng was in a dilemma for a while, and two thoughts were arguing in his mind.

One step, two steps, three steps, Ling Qingfeng turned into a golden tyrant, and under the eyes of everyone, he got closer and closer.

It's time to decide!

Suddenly, Mingyue violently ripped off her monk's robe, revealing a circle of square-shaped objects around her waist.

"Don't push me! It's a big deal! I have explosives on me! Come on! Come on! Mingyue wept bitterly. yelled.

Unexpectedly, Ling Qingfeng's approach made him even more desperate, and what he didn't expect was that this monk had already tied a circle of high explosives to his body, as long as he pressed it lightly. I don't dare to say what will happen to Zhang Baosheng and the others who are ten steps away, at least Ling Qingfeng is dead!

Zen Master Ziyu sighed secretly and lowered his neck. In fact, Mingyue still has little experience. If he was more cunning, he would be closer to Zhang Baosheng and them. The deterrent effect will also be greater.

Ling Qingfeng's scalp exploded, staring fiercely at this Mingyue Zen Master's every move.

People play with you with their lives. This is no joke!

Shout! Shout!

Suddenly hearing two extremely subtle wind sounds in his ears, Ling Qingfeng's whole person was startled.

There was a strange scene in front of him, Zen Master Mingyue's arms were broken at elbows, and the incision was so smooth that it was as if it had been rolled out by a machine.

Even Mingyue herself didn't notice it, she was still blushing and planning to fight hard, but she suddenly heard two voices, and when she looked down, it turned out that her arms had landed.

Immediately afterward, the piercing pain suddenly hit my heart.

It was a matter of life and death, Ling Qingfeng didn't have time to think about it, so he had to fly up with a kick, hitting Mingyue's chest, kicking him upside down and flying out, turning into a rolling gourd.

Among the soldiers around, there were a few fierce ones, all of them pounced, stuck their necks, pinched their heads, and took off the explosives bag on Mingyue's body with seven or eight hands and feet.

At this time, Zen Master Ziyu suddenly raised his head and asked in a trembling voice in a dry voice, "Who are you?" Obviously he has cultivated to the realm where Vajra Buddha is not bad, why do you still have to fight for the tiger? It shouldn't be! ”

The old man slowly put his hands back into his sleeves, and said with a smile: "The old man cultivates as he pleases, and he is at ease, and he has never had anything to do with cultivating Buddha!" A great monk like you who cultivates Buddhism, even if you are innate and self-tied, you are useless, what are you doing when you cultivate? What a joke! ”

"Adversary, you are the real Adversary!" Zen Master Ziyu said angrily.

The old man looked arrogant and laughed: "The winner is the king and the loser is the devil!" You say I'm a demon, I say you are! Stinky monk, don't eat well and pray for Buddha, learn to play assassination! Cultivate a fart of bitter Zen! You deserve to die! Jinba, take him back, don't let him die too happily! How much you can get out depends on your ability! ”

"Good!" Ling Qingfeng didn't raise his head, he arched his hand at the old man, and replied solemnly.

Ling Qingfeng made a move, and the two soldiers carried the Ziyu Zen Master on the left and the right, and directly carried him to the water prison.

This is a special place for prisoners in the village, in fact, it was originally a pond, and later a stilted building was built on it. The prisoners were soaked in stinking water half a person high, and they were bitten by mosquitoes all day long, and ordinary people could not hold on for three days before hanging.

Ling Qingfeng motioned for the soldiers to put the Ziyu Zen Master down, the seriously injured old Zen Master's sternum shattered a few pieces, and he was standing in the dirty puddle, still holding his right hand high, this appearance really looked a little ridiculous.

Ling Qingfeng stood silently by the puddle and watched for a while, without saying anything.

To tell the truth, this old monk can knock himself down with one move, Ling Qingfeng knows in his heart, the other party is a real master, and it is very likely to be a master of the innate realm, but it is a pity that he was unlucky to meet the old man.

The old man's skills were unfathomable, and until now, Ling Qingfeng hadn't figured out what realm he was cultivating in!

It stands to reason that he is already a master of dark energy, and he was infused with inexplicable strength by the old man, even if he is not congenital, it is not much worse, but he can't make two moves under the hands of this old monk, and the old man seems to have cleaned up casually when he beats this old monk, is the old man's strength far above the congenital?

This information was so shocking that Ling Qingfeng didn't dare to think about it, and he didn't want to think about it!

After a while, Qingfeng and Mingyue were also taken to the water prison.

One of these two was shot in the back, and the other had both wrists and elbows broken, and then they were thrown into the water prison, and most ordinary people would not have survived. It's just that these two people have been practicing hard for many years, their vitality is tenacious, and they can hold on for a while longer.

Ling Qingfeng looked at the three people struggling in the muddy water, didn't say anything, and left silently.

Because he knew that now he didn't know how many pairs of eyes were staring at him, whether he wanted to save these three monks or not, he shouldn't be speaking out now.

In the second half of the night, the whole village was silent, except for the occasional chirping of insects and frogs.

Ling Qingfeng quietly went out and walked to the edge of the water prison.

"Who?" As soon as the two night watchmen saw someone coming, they immediately whispered.

Ling Qingfeng revealed his figure and said in a low voice, "It's me!" I'm here to judge the prisoner! ”

As soon as the two sentries saw that it was Jin Ba, the righteous son of General Zhang Baosheng, they immediately stood still and raised their hands in salute.

"Fish the three monks to the shore, I have something to ask them!" Ling Qingfeng commanded.

The two sentinels nodded, thinking that this young master of Jinba really knew the way of interrogation very well, and even the sentinels were so sleepy at this time that they couldn't do it, and the people who soaked in the stinky water must also be the weakest in their will, so they could say anything!

Two sentinels found chains tied to the three monks by the edge of the pool, and pulled the dying three to the shallow shore.

"Alright, go away! I have something to do! Ling Qingfeng unceremoniously disengaged the sentry and squatted in front of the old monk.

After thinking about it, Ling Qingfeng knew the danger, but still took out some wound medicine from his arms, which were mixed with some of the best honey he had brought, which had a miraculous effect on treating injuries and restoring physical strength.

"You're finally here! I know you're coming! The dry voice of the Zen Master Ziyu came from the edge of the pool.

Ling Qingfeng frowned, he didn't take his words seriously, this old monk was about to hang up, and he was still pulling the edge here, it was really pedantic, no wonder someone broke his sternum and threw it here.

Ignoring the old monk, Ling Qingfeng took the wound medicine and poured it in the palm of his hand, and slapped it on the old monk's chest.

"Little donor, listen to me! I know you want to help us, but you can't save it, with that demon here, even if you cure us, you can't escape, you can only be affected! Will you save us then? ”

Ling Qingfeng waved his hand angrily, and said in his heart, this is still up to you! Of course I know, master, but if I don't save you, I'm always uneasy in my heart, how can I care so much!

However, he thought that the old man was just living here temporarily and borrowing soldiers, and in fact, he might not be interested in taking care of the bad things of these monks, so there were still two or three points to fight.

Ling Qingfeng thought that as long as he secretly healed the injuries of these monks, when the old man left the village, the three of them would not have a chance to kill.

"Less verbose, the monk just talks more! One serving of these wound medicines should be applied to the wound and half should be taken internally. Did you hear me clearly? Ling Qingfeng said in a deep voice.

None of the three dying monks moved, and Ling Qingfeng was furious.

"I know you're hiding your identity!" As soon as Zen Master Ziyu's words came out, Ling Qingfeng trembled in fright. (To be continued......)