Long Shenhan threw down his uncle and walked towards the outside of the temple with Kui Xing and Tianyue. When they walked to the front hall, Long Shen Han saw that there were still many people burning incense, so he also bought a large handful of incense and lit it and put it in the huge incense burner in front of the main hall.

The three of them had just turned around to leave, when a loud figure appeared.

"What, you bullied someone and wanted to run away?" A young monk in monk's robes walked over to Long Shen Han as he spoke.

Behind the young monk were four identical young monks, all dressed in purple robes and each holding a vajra in their hands.

Long Shenhan looked back at the five monks and felt five strong breaths coming towards him.

Some divine thoughts were scattered, forming a layer of protection around the three of them, although these thoughts could not hurt Long Shen Han, but he was worried that Kui Xing and Tianyue would be injured.

The five monks saw that their mental power was like a stone sinking into the sea, and their faces were surprised, since their strength reached the fifth level of the Xuan level, they rarely did anything with people, and those with low strength knelt down in less than ten seconds under the pressure of their mental power.

"If you don't let us go, what's the matter, take care of the rice?" Long Shenhan had a playful look on his face and said with a smile.

"I don't care who you are, each of you will leave a hand to make amends, otherwise none of you will be able to leave." The young monk in the lead said viciously.

Looking at the angry face of the young monk in the lead, Long Shenhan sighed and said: "Buddhism cultivates the mind, cultivates good cause and effect, you open your mouth and close your mouth to keep one hand, this is too bloody and cruel." ”

Long Shenhan and the others had a dispute here, and the people who burned incense stood in the distance and watched. There were more people who saw it, and the five monks were even more proud.

"Our Tianmen Temple is a temple where saints exist, so you can't go wild and offend our Tianmen Temple, and you must leave a piece to make amends." The leading monk looked at the onlookers around him and said triumphantly.

When the monk mentioned the saint, Long Shenhan remembered Zabu. Zabu once defeated the Divine Envoy, and in the eyes of ordinary people, the person who can defeat the Divine Envoy is, of course, a saint.

"Sage, hehe, I'm afraid it's the scumbag that filtered the elite." Long Shenhan said with a smile.

These monks were proud of being saints, and they were completely enraged by Long Shenhan when they were called scum.

The leading monk waved his hand, and the other four monks dispersed, surrounding Long Shenhan and them.

Without using telekinetic attacks to do it directly, Long Shen Han didn't have to worry about Kui Xing and Tianyue, although the speed of the two of them was a little slower than Long Shen Han, but their killing experience and methods were far superior to Long Shen Han.

"Shen Han, use a knife." Kuixing said.

Long Shenhan looked at Kui Xing and Tianyue and asked, "What about your sword?" ”

Kui Xing smiled embarrassedly and said, "I don't have any money to spend, so I sold it." ”

Long Shenhan looked like he hated iron but not steel, pouted helplessly, took out two knives from the villa, and threw them to Tianyue and Kuixing.

The leading monk gave an order, and five people killed Long Shen Han and the three of them.

Kui Xing and Tianyue dealt with the other four, and Long Shen Han swung his fist and went straight to the leading monk.

Although Mei Lao Ghost taught Long Shenhan more than a dozen boxing techniques, Long Shenhan usually practiced the most is Sun Dasheng's Tongbei Boxing.

The leading young monk swung his fist quickly and very quickly, and with a whistling sound that broke through the air, he smashed into Long Shenhan's head.

Long Shenhan's head was deflected, and the white ape stole the peach with a move, and punched the young monk's armpit. With a bang, the monk was beaten five or six meters, and the bones broke loudly. March Chinese

Before the monk could stand firmly, Long Shenhan's right foot flew over. The monk's face changed slightly in fright, and he stretched out his hand to block it. There was a crisp click, and the young and deep right arm was kicked off by Long Shenhan.

The speed and strength of the two are too different, and the young monk is completely here to be abused.

After two moves, Long Shenhan's attack speed did not change, but his strength was reduced to fifty percent, and he was afraid that he would accidentally kill this monk.

Under Long Shenhan's attack, the young monk had no chance to fight back at all, and after a while, his hands were broken, his ribs were also broken five or six, his face was covered with blood, and he screamed again and again.

The four monks who besieged Kuixing and Tianyue, although their strength was very high, they lacked combat experience, and soon two of them were looked down on their right hand fee.

The remaining two didn't dare to fight anymore, dragging their companions back, standing in the distance and watching Long Shenhan and them.

Kui Xing looked at the black knife in his hand and shouted happily: "Shen Han, this knife is in love with me, give it to me." ”

Without waiting for Long Shenhan to speak, Kui Xing put the knife in his hand into the necklace pendant around his neck.

The three of them swaggered out of Tianmen Temple, Long Shenhan once again scattered his divine thoughts, he mixed the familiar mental power just now, and everything in Tianmen Temple could be seen clearly.

searched the entire Tianmen Temple, but I didn't see those purple-clothed people and the two gray-clothed people, it seems that they have already left.

The way up the mountain is on the slope not far from Tianmen Temple. Long Shenhan and the three of them walked slowly up the path, and after walking for a while, Long Shenhan saw that a group of purple-clothed people with various weapons rushed down the mountain under the leadership of the two gray-clothed men.

These people were all cold weapons, and Long Shenhan didn't care.

met the man in purple in an open place halfway up the hill, and no one spoke to him, and he started to fight directly.

The strength of these people can't even reach the peak of the yellow level, Long Shenhan and the three of them opened their bows left and right, and after a while, except for the two gray-clothed people, all the purple-clothed people were lying on the ground.

The two gray-clothed men looked at the purple-clothed people lying on the ground, their faces became hideous and terrifying, and the two of them were back to back, with their hands folded and began to read.

Long Shenhan couldn't understand what they were reading, but he found that as they read louder and louder, the gray clothes of the two people bulged, as if they were inflating.

"What are they doing?" Long Shenhan pointed at the two gray-clothed men and asked.

Kuixing shook his head and said, "I don't know, I've never seen this kind of play." ”

In the past, Tianyue followed her master everywhere to fight and was well-informed, and she told Long Shenhan that these two people were overdrawing their energy, making their strength instantly increase several times, or even more than ten times.

The stronger the opponent, the more challenging it is, so Long Shenhan didn't interrupt the two gray-clothed men.

The two of them read for a minute before stopping, and then their clothes were completely bulging, like inflated balloons.

The movements of the two of them became very funny, but their speed was several times faster. Kui Xing felt a flower in front of him, and a fist hit him.

Kui Xing barely dodged, Long Shenhan didn't fight back, he moved very casually, and dodged the punch that came over.

The two of them hit and punched again, Tianyue and Kui Xing took out and arrived, and began to besiege one of the gray-clothed people, leaving the other to Long Shenhan.

The gray-clothed man opposite Long Shenhan pounced on Long Shenhan again, and Long Shenhan stood behind the gray-clothed man with a teleportation.

With a wave of his fist, with a bang, the man in gray flew out more than ten meters before falling to the ground. Long Shenhan felt that his right hand hurt as if it was broken, he shook his hand, and then looked at the gray-clothed man who was knocked away by him, and he had already gotten up from the ground.