Zhao Weikong's attacks attacked the abbot in all directions, and although the metal wires could not be seen, the abbot could still feel a feeling of extreme danger enveloping him.

So he didn't want to smash the vajra on the ground again, but at this moment!

Zhao Fukong's blank gaze suddenly froze, and at the moment when the golden light came, several mirror images walked out! Many of the mirror images that came out this time even appeared on the abbot's side!

His fingers moved slightly, and several blood lines shot out of the abbot's body! One hit! However, the abbot's reaction was also fast, seeing that he was attacked, as soon as his anger sank, a golden Buddha light poured out of his body, and then this golden light forced those wires out of his body!

Zhao Fukong was not surprised, his fingers moved slightly, and suddenly the blood beads hanging on the wire slid down one after another, and then he was controlled by him again to kill the abbot.

And because the attack just now interrupted the handprint in the abbot's hand, the blessed Dharma on the gate suddenly dropped a lot, and the golden swastika suddenly became dull.

Ming Yanwei stretched out her hand and pushed, but she still didn't push it away, she knew it in her heart, took a step back, and pulled the small silver bow in her hand to the fullest, and then her mind moved, and the surrounding wind surrounded the arrow she was holding in her hand, and as soon as she let go, the arrow on the string flew out, and the tip of the silver arrow rotated and drilled towards the swastika.

Suddenly the golden light is splashed! But in less than two breaths, the swastika was completely shattered under the attack of this arrow, and the small arrow still had the strength to spun and shoot through the temple gate, and then disappeared without a trace.

"Zhao Fukong!" Ming Yanwei pushed open the door, and at the same time pulled out her bow and arrow again, aiming at the abbot and shouting at Zhao Yukong.

Ming Yanwei's actions naturally fell in Zhao Yankong's eyes, and he was a little dissatisfied, after all, this was his prey. He grinned at the abbot, "See you next time!" ”

As the words fell, his fingers slammed into the golden light that enveloped the abbot's body! Almost at the same time, Ming Yanwei's arrow also came out of his hand!

The two arrived in front of the abbot almost at the same time, but to the abbot's surprise, Zhao Fukong's plain finger seemed to be on top of the bubble! The golden light was shattered in an instant! The small silver arrow swooped into his body at the same time as the golden light shattered.

But the abbot's attention was not there! The hairs on his body exploded, and a feeling of extreme danger suddenly swept through his body, making him feel an endless chill as if he had fallen into an ice cave!

The source of all this is the finger of the person in front of you!

Just as the finger was about to point at the abbot, it suddenly stopped......

A voice lingered in his ear: "Goodbye......"

When the abbot came to his senses, there were still their figures in front of him, only a door that had been shot through and blood all over the ground was in his sight.

……

"That's how it happened." The abbot said, his hand quietly touching his chest. This is where he was struck by the arrow, and the only wound on his body that has not healed so far.

Weiyang and the others were silent, the demon team had really been here, and they were almost front and back!

"I wonder if the abbot can describe the appearance of those two men for us?" Weiyang asked. Now it can be determined that one of the two people who came here the day before yesterday is a copy of Ming Yanwei, and the other sounds like a copy of Zhao Yingkong's brother Zhao Shukong, but it looks like a return image, and it is definitely a return. His arrival has affected a lot of things, and under the butterfly effect, he is not sure that person will be Zhao Fukong.

The abbot was silent for a moment, then sighed and said, "Okay, you can come with me." ”

So saying, the abbot led them into another room. The furnishings in the house were rudimentary, with only a bed, a table and a chair. There are lamps and pens on the table, and next to it, there are several scriptures neatly arranged. The whole room gives people a very well-furnished feeling, but in fact it is really very careful, just a little basic.

The abbot came to the table, picked up the painting, handed it to Weiyang and the others, and said, "This is the appearance of the person I drew according to my memory. ”

Weiyang took the painting, and several people looked at it, the painting was a man, the man's appearance was not very fine, the only place that was carefully carved was the finger pointed out in the center, as if there was something. It's very awkward to watch.

"This ......"

Although the appearance of the man in the painting is not fine, Zhao Yingkong still recognized the identity of this person at a glance.

Zhao Fukong!!

"I didn't expect to meet you here!" Zhao Yingkong secretly thought in her heart, and there was full of anger and hatred in her eyes. Even with, without even realizing it, her emotions have affected her momentum!

Zhao Yingkong's momentum fluctuated, and was suddenly noticed by everyone else in the room except for the newcomer.

"Sakura? What's wrong? Zhan Lan moved her gaze from the body of the painting to Zhao Yingkong's body and asked.

Zhao Yingkong suddenly came back to his senses, raised his head, and some chaotic momentum was restrained in an instant. Then she shook her head and said, "It's okay, I just remembered the bad things in the past." ”

Zhao Yingkong didn't say anything, but Weiyang guessed it. thought to himself: It seems that this person is really Zhao Fukong......

A Zhao Weikong, a Ming Yanwei, a copy of his own, plus a copy of Quesnair, there are four copies that can be determined, and none of them seem to be simple goods. All of a sudden, there was some pressure on everyone in the Middle-Continent team.

Zhao Yingkong took the painting from Yang Yang's hand, and after staring at it again, he raised his head and said to the abbot, "Can I give this painting to the abbot?" ”

The abbot was stunned for a moment, and then nodded, it is just a painting, and it is not a precious thing, so it can naturally be given away.

Zhao Yingkong saw that the abbot agreed, so he rolled up the painting and received it in his own space, then raised his head and opened his mouth and said softly: "If you meet this person...... I'll deal with him. It's up to me to deal with him. ”

Zhao Yingkong's words were said by looking at Weiyang. Because in her opinion, the only ones in the team who really have combat effectiveness are a few of their veterans, Zhan Lan doesn't have to think about it, if he encounters Zhao Weikong, he will run right as soon as possible, Zero Point and Ming Yanwei are both long-range combat people, and there is no doubt that they will be instantly killed by Zhao Weikong in close combat. Only Weiyang, the most capable member of the team, is likely to subdue him or even ......

Therefore, Zhao Fukong's opponent can only be her!

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