Jiang Ling walked over leisurely, looking at the eyes of the two of them.

As a true Zen of the Dingzen Temple, he was well aware of the abilities of the Eighteen Warrior Monks.

But in the same way, he knew more about the abilities of the Twelve in the Shadows.

Everyone's abilities in the shadows are different, but in the absence of special abilities, few people can actually make a few moves under a few people.

The twelve people in the dark represent the absolute powerhouses in their respective fields, and how many people are weak who can walk freely and create a great reputation?

The scene where the stone was suppressed, he saw it vividly.

The level of danger in the old ghost's heart has increased by a few points.

As the largest arms dealer in KSA, Jiang Ling has long heard of his single combat ability.

But he didn't think that he could still counteract when he had already been robbed of the stone.

What shocked Jiang Ling the most was that there were no bullets in the pistol!

As one of the twelve people in the shadows, the old ghost who is even more proficient in thermal weapons than Ared, does live up to his reputation.

After all, the stone was too big and too confident, thinking that if he had snatched the pistol, he would be able to take the advantage, but because the pistol was not loaded, he was seized by the old ghost and suppressed until he appeared.

"Stone, what is the third prohibition of the warrior monks of Dingzen Temple?"

Jiang Ling's indifferent voice did not carry the slightest warmth, and his eyes were extremely cold at this time.

The stone only felt like it was falling into an ice cellar.

"Goo-dong!"

Shi subconsciously swallowed a mouthful of spit, immediately knelt on one knee, and said seriously.

"If you don't get the real Zen warrant, you can't do it privately!"

"What is the order this time?"

"Strictly control Young Master Dracula, Shuton!"

Stone smiled wryly.

Jiang Ling had already walked in front of the stone at this time.

Hands outstretched.

"So you remember the ban and the warrant, it's not bad!"

"Get up!!"

The voice is still calm like a pool of stagnant water, without waves.

The old ghost on one side, looking at this scene, felt a taste in his heart.

He is one of the twelve people in the dark department, and the warrior monk in front of him will attack him for no reason, so Jiang Ling plans to let it go so lightly?

Don't say it's an old ghost, even the stone is stunned for a moment at this time.

In his impression, if anyone really dares to disobey the ban, it will be undead and peel off the skin.

Could it be said?

Stone was secretly happy in his heart.

He suddenly remembered something, and that was a saying that was prevalent in the Northlands.

The killing star of the northern land is like Shura on the outside, and it is very protective of calves on the inside.

This is known as the topmost holy law in Dingzen Temple, and only the disciples of Dingzen Temple know that this sentence is not a rumor.

That's the way it is!

Who doesn't know that Dingzen Monastery loves his children extraordinarily!

Whenever there is any benefit, it is necessary to fight for the disciples of Dingzen Monastery as soon as possible.

Now he did make a mistake, but the object of the mistake was a foreigner.

And isn't this also a test of these people's strength for True Zen?

With this in mind, the stone stretched out his hand.

"Thank you—"

Before the words could be spoken, a crisp sound was heard.

"Click!"

"Ahh

The stone let out a cry of pain, and he knew that his wrist was broken.

And that's not all!

Jiang Ling pulled it up and kicked it out directly.

"Bang!"

The body of the stone flew straight upside down.

It was only when he slid to the edge of the stone platform that he was forced to stop his body, but he was afraid that his waist would also be injured.

Feeling the cold touch of the stone platform behind him, the stone only felt a cone-like pain.

His throat was slightly sweet, and he wanted to suppress it, but he never resisted the fishy smell.

"Poof!"

A mouthful of blood spat out, and the corners of his mouth stained the monk's robe red.

Raising his eyes to look at Jiang Ling, there was no trace of emotion mixed in his cold expression.

"Do you know what's wrong?"

Jiang Ling walked in front of him again, his expression a little colder.

"The stone knows its mistake!"

"What's wrong?"

"Violating the ban of the warrior monks, acting without authorization, exposing the location, and almost putting the senior brothers in danger!"

The stone struggled to speak, his face somewhat hideous because of the pain.

"What else?"

"Fight privately, push the teammates who were originally allies away from the side, and let Zhenzen have a dislike with the allies."

"What else?"

Jiang Ling is still these three simple words, but Shi wants to break his head and doesn't know, what else is wrong with him?

"It is a big mistake for Shi to rank among the eighteen warrior monks, to despise his opponent, and to let himself be in a battle that can be solved directly, and fall into passivity, or even bitter fighting!"

Just when Jiang Ling was about to strike again, a voice sounded slowly, the voice was not hurried, but it was calm, but not far away, another warrior monk came over.

His hands are folded, his eyebrows and eyes are very delicate, and his voice is as warm as jade, but it has its own majesty.

"Rootless grass has seen real Zen!"

Rootless grass saluted Jiang Ling, and Jiang Ling nodded.

"Eighteen warrior monks are ranked eleventh! Rootless grass. ”

Rootless then turned and looked at the old ghost.

"Old ghost!"

The old ghost didn't know where to get a toothpick and put it in his mouth.

There is a lot of solemnity in the expression, compared to the breath of stone, the breath of rootless grass is more restrained.

The most important thing is that when Shi Cai faced the stone, the old ghost could be said to be at ease, but now looking at the rootless grass, his heart was also beating.

The rootless grass in front of him is definitely a threat to him, and it can kill him.

He felt that way.

At the very least, one-on-one, the old ghost asked himself, there was no root grass, he had to retreat and then make plans.

"Stone has only entered the eighteen warrior monks, there are many adventurous advances, in order to seek merit and true Zen love, rashly shoot at you, please Haihan!"

The rootless grass has a long breath, and there is a bit of rhythm in the voice, which makes people sound exceptionally comfortable.

The old ghost nodded.

"I've already taught this true Zen, and I don't know how to ask you to speak!"

Since the appearance of rootless grass, Jiang Ling has not said much.

The authority he gave to the eighteen warrior monks was very high, and he was even more convinced of the team leader who carried out each task.

This time in a group of eight, the captain is naturally rootless.

The team leader came forward, before the rootless grass retreated, Jiang Ling didn't need to interfere, this was a necessary experience, and training.

You must know that the spirit of the eighteen warrior monks is very high, and it is inevitable to cultivate the prestige of the captain.

The old ghost looked at the miserable condition of the stone, then looked at Jiang Ling, who was silent, and finally fell on the body of the rootless grass.

“tui！”

Spit out the toothpick in one gulp, aiming for the rootless grass.

The rootless grass saw the toothpick flying in, but he didn't make any movement, his hands were folded and he didn't move like a mountain, quietly looking at the old ghost.

The old ghost's means, the right stone has a lot of understanding, and when he saw the other party making a move, he immediately shouted.

"Senior brother, be careful!"

The verbal concern does not seem to be fake.

"Amitabha!"

The rootless grass said a Buddha name, but it was still motionless.