At this time, at the gate of the Bronze Temple, Feng Zhou was standing tall, looking leisurely at a large group of nervous monks in front of him.

The Bronze Temple is located in the Bronze Gorge, built against the mountain, mostly made of stone, like a castle in the mountain, enough to resist any form of attack.

But this temple has been built for more than 150 years, and it has been rich and peaceful for a long time, and few monks will do a good job of guarding the castle.

When Feng Zhou came, these people from the Bronze Temple didn't care.

But after Feng Zhou struck casually and smashed the mountain gate of the Bronze Temple, everyone shook.

From all directions, hundreds of warrior monks, armed with swords, guns, and sticks, poured in.

"Feng Daxia. ”

Seeing this black pressure on hundreds of people, holding various weapons in their hands, He Ying suddenly became a little afraid.

Although Feng Zhou's martial arts are profound, he doesn't know how long Feng Zhou can last when facing so many people. What should I do if the other party turns the boat into meat sauce? What should I do with the young and old people in Hejia Village?

At this moment, He Ying deeply regretted that she was too reckless, and ran over on an impulse.

Even though the Bronze Temple has accumulated countless wealth, do you have the life to take it?

"Follow me. Don't get lost. ”

After Feng Zhou finished speaking, he waved his robe and stepped forward, and at this time, even if He Ying wanted to run, he was afraid that he would not be able to run away, so he could only follow him closely.

"Kill this guy!"

With a wave of his hand from a monk dressed as a leader, a group of warrior monks rushed up. Seeing that they are in different advances and retreats, they are obviously just monks with stout statures and some martial arts.

Lack of uniform training.

This kind of person, even when Feng Zhou fights side by side with Batman, he can fight ten at once, not to mention that he has already cultivated the Tao? .

"Boom!"

In the face of a group of rabble, Feng Zhou just waved his empty palm, and suddenly an extremely sharp palm wind crushed out of his hand, and under the urging of his deep internal force like the sea, it directly swept in all directions, swept the air, and in front of Feng Zhou, a semicircle of more than ten meters long was rowed.

directly cut off the arms of dozens of people, and countless people were urged by the palm wind, directly flying upside down dozens of feet, hitting the stone wall, almost breaking bones.

"Ahh

A scream and wail came.

Countless monks fell to the ground, but they were not dead for a while, and they were all screaming fiercely.

And those monks who had not yet rushed over were suddenly frightened, and they all froze in cold sweat and froze in place, all with a look of fear on their faces.

With just one move, he knocked down dozens of stout monks, what a powerful combat power and what a profound martial art?

And it's beyond the reach of many people.

As a strong party in the Bronze Temple, there are often masters in the temple who come to learn, but it is the first time to encounter such a murderous as Feng Zhou.

"Uncle Guardian, what should I do?"

Several other monks all looked at Fang De, the monk in charge of martial affairs.

Fang De couldn't help but sweat beads appeared on his forehead, as the supervisor of the Bronze Temple, his main job was to be responsible for the security of the Bronze Temple, and usually deal with some guys who came to make trouble.

But even he has never seen a terrifying powerhouse like Feng Zhou. In his impression, only Huichuan's brilliant and invincible sword can be comparable to Feng Zhou, but Feng Zhou is so young, how can he be a character like Master Huichuan.

"Bang dang. ”

While they hesitated, Feng Zhou took a step forward and swung his palm again.

It was like a ten-zhang long big knife in his hand, sweeping over, and the gusts of wind swept through everything with a fierce sharp wind, as if the air was split in two by this knife, and a violent air explosion sounded erupt. More than a dozen monks were directly cut off by the waist and died of a miserable howl.

It's just two palms.

Feng Zhou only slashed his empty palm with two blows, and he killed fifty or sixty warrior monks of the Bronze Temple.

You must know that these people are all thugs of the Bronze Temple, and they are the basis for maintaining force and suppressing disobedience. But in front of Feng Zhou, he was completely vulnerable.

Feng Zhou at this time murderous momentum, momentum like the sea, swinging the palm like a knife, slashing everywhere, invincible, palm wind like the tide of the sea, unstoppable.

His internal force is already very deep, and now he is cultivating and refining the law, and the immortal yuan is deep, which makes his internal force true yuan momentum like a rainbow, and it is not exhausted, as strong as the ocean, even if he waves a hundred palms or a thousand palms, it is also nothing.

"Shoot the arrows!"

The monks of the Bronze Temple could no longer bear the fear in their hearts, and many of them screamed and knocked out the long-range weapons in their hands.

You must know that there is no saying that there is a folk ban on martial arts in the Great Xia Kingdom, and the Bronze Temple has accumulated for one hundred and fifty years, with arrows, bows, crossbows, and all kinds of sharp weapons, even hidden weapons such as rainstorm pear flower nails.

Suddenly, arrows rained down like a shower. Forty or fifty people shot out with bows and crossbows, and naturally many people were panicked and shot their own people, but most of the warrior monks still hit the sealed boat with sharp arrows, sleeve arrows, flying locust stones and other things.

The so-called indiscriminate punching to kill the master, there are many people who kill thousands of enemies, and a swarm of long-range weapons shoots out, which is an ordinary martial arts master, who is afraid and can't stop it, and will only die of hatred.

"Ahh

Seeing this, He Ying couldn't help but close his eyes.

Hejia Village, like the surrounding villages, is afraid of the Bronze Temple because the other party has all kinds of weapons.

If you talk about thugs, which village can't come up with nearly a hundred young people?

But in terms of good weapons, who can compare to the Bronze Temple?

Under the deterrence of bows and arrows, no matter how powerful Feng Zhou is, He Ying doesn't quite believe that Feng Zhou can block the overwhelming arrows at the same time.

Not to mention He Ying, it is the monks of the Bronze Temple, and the warrior monks who have seen the divine power of Master Huichuan also don't believe it, they desperately launch arrows and hidden weapons, and their eyes shine with a crazy look.

"Die, you guy!"

I don't know how many people want to watch the dense arrows of the sealed boat shoot into hedgehogs.

But in an instant, a scene shocked everyone.

I saw a swing in Feng Zhou's hand, and a bronze short sword appeared in his hand, and with a slight wave of his hand, a golden light was drawn, like an invisible and visible transparent shield, lying in front of Feng Zhou and He Ying, blocking all arrows, sleeve arrows, flying locust stones, etc., all kinds of hidden weapons.

"Dangdang!"

Countless hidden weapons fell to the ground, piled up in front of the sealed boat,

"How is this possible?"

Everyone in the Bronze Temple was shocked. He Ying quietly opened her eyes and was stunned on the spot when she saw this scene.

"Feng Daxia is really a fairy!"

He Ying's heart was shocked, and then an unparalleled sense of reverence surged into his heart.

Fortunately, there is such a strong man by his side, and his own ghost horse elf girl is often around him and wins his favor.

Otherwise, the fate of the Bronze Temple is very likely to be his own fate!

It's a pity that Ah Zi is still young, otherwise tonight, He Ying would not be able to sacrifice her daughter for glory.

"Isn't it time to let the eldest daughter Azhu come back, if it is with Feng Daxia, it is not as strong as suffering in the Qilian Mountain Women's Palace?"

At this moment, whether it was far away or near, the monks of the Bronze Temple were all stunned, and they just stood there stunned, stunned. Like a frozen picture,

"Smack. ”

Feng Zhou clapped his hands lightly, and then took a step forward.