Ten monks injured three people in a row, but they couldn't help the king of the twilight, they were all shocked, suddenly heard a strange scream, only to see the figure of the king of the twilight field flickered, reached out, actually grabbed Jing Cheng's handle iron staff, Jing Cheng roared, poured force on the iron staff, just for a moment, he actually felt that the iron staff was as hot as a fire rod, surprised a lot, he knew that once he got rid of his hand, this iron staff would inevitably be taken away by the king of the twilight, although the palm of his hand was like a blazing fire, but he gritted his teeth to hold on, and did not let go. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

The King of Twilight laughed, and with the other hand, he slapped several palms in a row, forcing back the two monks, but his left hand was violently pulled, and he brought Jing Cheng over, Jing Cheng grabbed the iron rod with one hand, and the other hand was poking out, and grabbed it straight to the King of Twilight, King Twilight smiled and said, "Dragon Twist Palm?" Insect carving skills. Waving his hand, the two of them each grabbed the iron rod with one hand, and the other hand was intertwined for only three rounds, and the King of Dusk had already grabbed Jing Cheng's wrist, and when Jing Cheng heard a cry of surprise, everyone saw that Jing Cheng was suddenly lifted up by the King of Dusk.

This change was extremely sudden, many people didn't see what the situation was, only a few people were frightened and could see it clearly, after the king of twilight grabbed Jing Cheng's wrist, the left hand that grabbed the iron rod suddenly let go, and even a few fingers, and the finger end burst out a few points of energy, all of which hit Jing Cheng's body, the strength entered the acupoint, and in the blink of an eye, Jing Cheng was already unable to move, and the king of twilight was extremely quick to grab the iron rod and snatch it, and then used one end of the iron rod against Jing Cheng's abdomen, and the other hand grabbed Jing Cheng's wrist, and the iron rod was held high, He pushed the quiet into the air.

Everything was just a blink of an eye, and several high-ranking monks were shocked in their hearts, seeing that Jingcheng was restrained by the King of Dusk, they threw a mouse trap for a while, and did not dare to attack again, but just surrounded it.

King Dusk laughed and said: "The Great Light Temple is known as the first temple in the world, and it is said that there are many monks in the temple, and now the old man really has a high monk in his hand, who is taller than everyone." The tone was full of disdain and mockery.

"King Twilight, you...... Hurry up and let go of Senior Brother Jingcheng! The first seat of the Ring Hall shouted loudly.

Wang Li of Dusk Ye also ignored it, and said loudly: "Daguang Temple relies on the support of the imperial court, and claims to be the first temple in the world, and the things of the world do not suit your mind, so they will be overbearing under the banner of Kuang Fu Justice, and this world axiom seems to be in the hands of your group of monks, you say yes, you say it is wrong, ordinary people, there is no reason at all, hahaha...... Now your fellow disciples are in the hands of the old man, and the old man will also tell you today what justice is. ”

The monks clasped their hands together and sighed in the air: "Lord Dusk, in the past eighteen years, the anger in your heart does not seem to have been resolved. ”

"Less nonsense." King Dusk Ye sneered: "When the old man walked the world, he always went his own way, even if you stinky monks can imprison the old man for eighteen years, can you still lock the old man's heart?" His eyes were like knives, and he slashed over the monks, and sneered: "Since you care about the friendship of the same family, come and come, now kneel in front of the old man, yes, and your disciples and grandchildren, all kneel down for the old man, if the old man is satisfied, he will open the net and spare the monk in his hand." After that, there was another rampant laugh.

The monks all changed color slightly.

Although this King of the Twilight Wild is treacherous in martial arts, this condition is also unacceptable.

This is the Great Light Temple, has always been considered the head of the Buddhist sect, today the ten monks joined forces to fight the King of Dusk, not only did not defeat it, but also injured several people on their side, Master Jingcheng who was looked up to by the monks on the mountain, and now it is held high above the head by the King of Dusk, which looks unusually embarrassed.

At this time, if the monks really kneel at the feet of the King of Dusk and spread the word, the reputation of the Great Light Temple will surely plummet, and from then on, I don't know how to gain a foothold in this river and lake.

Many monks looked at the Master of Clearance.

The thirteen monks of light, naturally headed by the abbot Master Kongzang, followed by the Master of Pure Dust, this Master of Pure Space ranks third, Master of Empty Treasure has not been seen, Master Pure Dust has been killed, and now it is headed by Master Pure Space.

It's just that a few old monks have made up their minds in their hearts, even if this King of the Dusk Wild really wants to kill Jing Cheng, he can't kneel in front of him, Jing Cheng's life is important, but the reputation of the Great Light Temple is irreplaceable, the Great Light Temple can have today's glory, is the accumulation of countless ancestors, if you really kneel today, everything in the past will be in vain.

Seeing the hesitation of the monks, the king of Dusk Ye laughed and said: "The old monk of Jingchen said to the old man that the so-called greed for fame and fortune is the most harmful to people, and practicing Buddhism and Zen meditation is to see through this. You monks don't kneel for a long time, naturally you want to keep the reputation of the Great Light Temple, hehe, for the sake of fame and fortune, regardless of the life and death of the same family, isn't this a slap in the face? Hahaha.......! ”

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard a voice say: "The words of the Dusk donor are bad, if it is to save the soul, kneeling down is really nothing to my monks, but the Dusk donor is bullying others, but the Great Light Temple will never give in." "The voice is extremely majestic.

When Qi Ning heard the first sentence, the voice seemed to come from behind him, and when he turned his head, he felt a gray shadow passing by, and when he finished saying this, the voice was already on the square, and the voice of the person who spoke was not very loud, but it was heard clearly by everyone present.

The group of monks saw that a gray shadow fell from the sky, floating in front of several old monks, slender and long, taller than other old monks, white beard fluttering, gray robe hunting, hands folded, the group of monks recognized at a glance, it was the abbot of the Great Bright Temple Master Kongzang.

When King Dusk saw Kuzo descending from the sky, the corners of his eyes twitched slightly, and then he smiled and said, "Kuzo, you still came out." ”

"Lord Twilight, if the old man is not mistaken, you are nine out of sixty this year, and in another year, you will be seventy." Kongzang's voice was low and majestic: "Life is rare for seventy years, the twilight donor has been cultivating in the temple for eighteen years, according to the old man's idea, there will be two more years, and when the twilight donor has been in the temple for twenty years, you can go down the mountain to self-cultivation." ”

When Qi Ning heard this, he was a little surprised in his heart, secretly thinking that this King of the Dusk Wild was already so old.

Life is seventy years old, at such an age, it is really amazing that he can still have this martial arts, just now he saw the two sides fighting, from the speed of this Dusk King's body, he couldn't see that he was so old.

However, most of the thirteen monks of Guangming are also old, but their martial arts cultivation is not low, and they think that the way of martial arts is sometimes not too directly related to age.

He had heard that Master Kongzang was seriously ill and could not handle the affairs of the temple, but at this time, he saw that Master Kongzang was majestic, where was he a little sick, and he thought that the old monk of Jingkong was also deceiving himself, and he said that his family did not speak, but when Jingkong lied, his face was not red and his heart was not beating, and it seemed that the old monk's face was really not ordinarily thick.

"Kongzang, you are hypocritical, sanctimonious, in the eyes of others, you may be a generation of monks, but in the eyes of the old man, you are just a hypocrite with a honey-bellied sword." King Dusk Ye was unceremonious, and sneered: "The old man has been imprisoned by you for eighteen years, and you can speak easily in a few words, do you really think that the feud of these eighteen years is an understatement?" ”

Master Kongzang sighed: "Dusk donor, you get out, in just one day, my Great Light Temple has several lives in your hands, Senior Brother Jingchen has been preaching for you every month for the past eighteen years, it can be said that you also have a friendship with master and apprentice, but you sneak attack and kill him, so angry, how can the old man rest assured that you will leave?" ”

"If it weren't for your meddling back then, we wouldn't be where we are today." King Dusk Ye sneered: "I think that the old man and your Great Light Temple have no grievances, everyone in the world says that your Great Light Temple is a mercy temple, and the old man also has some respect for you, and there is no offense, but you are nosy, the old man did not trouble you, you actually found the trouble of the old man, and the people killed by the old man today are all your own doing." ”

Master Kuzo clasped his hands together and sang, "Amitabha! The old monks and the monks in the square immediately sang in unison.

"Empty hiding, don't talk nonsense." King Dusk Ye said coldly: "Back then, the old man killed eight lives, you chased the old man hard for this, and finally took advantage of the danger of the people to let the old man be imprisoned for eighteen years. ”

Qi Ning was stunned, and only then did he realize that the fact that King Dusk Ye deliberately killed eight people, including Master Jingchen, in this temple was actually related to that year.

An old monk couldn't help but say sharply: "King Dusk, you kill innocents indiscriminately, and you are still here to speak. ”

"Those eight people back then, although they were killed by the old man, they were killed by Beigong Liancheng." King Dusk said coldly: "Today, these eight people, just like back then, died at the hands of the old man, but they were killed by you. ”

Qi Ning was very confused when he heard this, thinking to himself what this King of Dusk Ye had to do with Beigong Liancheng when he killed people back then?

Master Kongzang said: "Master Dusk, put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha on the ground." If you can one day comprehend the Dharma and truly achieve positive results, you may not have the opportunity to go down the mountain. ”

King Dusk laughed and said, "Do you want to keep the old man for another eighteen years? Hehe, the old man is a person who knows the destiny of heaven, don't say eighteen years, it is eight years, and the old man may not be able to live. The old man endured for eighteen years, just to wait until one day he could come out and complete the old man's unfinished business. Kongzang, you know in your heart that the old man doesn't want to kill more, and this time, as long as he takes two lives, he will die without regrets. ”

Master Kuzo sighed, "It seems that Lord Twilight doesn't want to turn back. ”

"Less nonsense." King Dusk Ye snorted coldly: "If you don't die, the old man will be uneasy, the North Palace will not die, and the old man will not turn a blind eye." He took two steps forward and said, "Kongzang, eighteen years have passed, and the old man wants to see if your martial arts have improved." As soon as the words fell, the iron rod held in his hand was thrown violently, and Jingcheng, who was held in mid-air, flew straight towards the air like a paper kite.