Jingxu walked to the back of the door, and listened to the continuous knocking on the door, which was heavily slammed, and he said, "Coming, coming, people outside the door, please don't knock again." ”

Opening the door, Jingxu saw a group of gun-wielding people staring at him.

The face remained unchanged, and the quiet and light breeze shook their heads, and said lightly: "You are good and happy, I don't know what you have to do?" ”

The person who was the leader looked at Jingxu's dress, and his pupils shrank, especially when he saw the Yangyang fish pattern on Jingxu's robe, his eyes showed a trace of jealousy.

He put the gun back into his waist and stepped forward, waved his hand at the people behind him to signal them to put away the gun, and asked in broken Chinese: "This old mage of Zhina, I don't know if you have seen two people passing by here?"

Also, are you alone here? ”

"Good fortune and longevity are polite, the poor road is quiet, and Tim keeps the truth and contemplates the Lord, and lives here with the poor disciples, and does not see anyone else." Jingxu replied calmly and indifferently.

"Oh, really?" The leading Fusang man was a little unconvinced, he stood only three feet away in front of Jingxu, staring coldly at Jingxu's face and body and looking carefully.

Jingxu's face did not change, and he looked at him calmly, with a faint and warm smile on his face.

Seeing that no clues or anomalies could be found from Jingxu's body, the Fuso man's eyes began to wander around, hoping to get some clues.

Then, he saw a faint trace of blood on the threshold of the gate, and a little blood stain on the side of Jingxu's foot.

"You're not honest!"

The Fuso officer jerked out the pistol on his waist and fired at Jingxu is shot.

"Bang!"

The Fusang man in front of Jingxu pulled out his gun, narrowed his eyes, and hurriedly turned sideways to dodge to the left, but because the two were too close to each other, and Jingxu was old, the shot was still hit in Jingxu's right abdomen, and red, fragrant blood flowed out of the wound and dripped onto the bluestone bricks.

Jingxu leaned against the wall of the Taoist temple, his right hand covered the wound on his abdomen, and the fingers of his left hand connected several acupuncture points on his body to stop the blood.

Then, he looked at the gate on his left, secretly vigilant, ready to intervene at any moment to expel these evil people.

"There are gunshots?!" Ming Zhen in the Dan room jumped. "Oops! I've got to check it out! As he spoke, he was about to open the door of the Dan room, but found that for some reason the door had been locked from the outside.

"Be on guard!" The Fuso officer said to his soldiers, "Be careful, let me in, and kill the Shina mage who dared to deceive our Great Fuso Imperial Army!" ”

"Yes!" The soldiers replied, raising their rifles and cautiously approaching the gate.

As soon as one foot stepped into the gate, two sneaky Fusang soldiers were preparing to take a look left and right (because there will be a huge thick stone screen not far behind the gate of the ancient Chinese building, which is used to block the view and avoid being directly seen in the main house and the hall.

At this time, the side side of the door stretched out two hands, grabbed the guns of the two and pulled them to the side, it was Jingxu who made a move.

The two Fusang devils didn't react at all, they were dragged over by Jingxu, and one of them easily knocked the two unconscious, and then with a big hand and a wave of their robes, the fainted two disappeared.

"Fire! Hurry up and kill that Shina mage! The leading Fuso officer, seeing that the two soldiers standing in front of him were gone, hurriedly gave the order to open fire restlessly, and his little heart was so frightened that it was pounding.

A Fuso devil picked up the barrel of the gun, and "bang, bang" kept firing, and all the bullets hit the stone screen behind the gate, splashing a lot of sparks.

"Damn, the gunfire is getting louder! I don't know if Master is okay? In the Dan room, Ming Zhen shook the door a little anxiously, but the door was locked, and he couldn't break the lock, because the lock was made by Jingxu, and unless it was higher than Jingxu's cultivation, there was no way to open it.

Moreover, the walls and doors of the Danfang were forbidden by the ancestors of the Jingxu and Truth-Keeping Meditation Sects, and the cultivation of the Dao of Mingzhen could not cause any damage to those charms.

Therefore, Ming Zhen was completely locked in the Dan room.

"Master, open the door!" Mingzhen yelled, but there was no response.

"Am I going to let the system help? But how can I explain that I have broken Master's Dao Law ban? "Ming's heart is very entangled." Master should be able to handle it, right? After all, Master is a monk, and he is currently the top monk in the world. ”

"No matter who you are, if you hurt Master, Poor Dao will hunt you down to the ends of the earth! Avenge Master! Ming Zhen swore viciously.

After a burst of gunfire continued, the Fuso devil officer saw that it seemed to have no effect, and immediately ordered the person next to him: "Throw me a grenade!" Mortars ready, give me a bang! And machine guns ready, if that China mage comes out, kill him for me! ”

"Yes!"

Then, a cannon rang out, and the Taoist temple was blown up by artillery fire in many places, but fortunately, the ancestors of all generations of the Shouzhen Temple had pasted talismans and banned the main buildings of the Taoist temple, so those buildings were not destroyed, but some bluestone floor tiles were damaged a lot.

"These blasphemous bastards, how dare they bombard the temple, damn it!" Jing Xu, who was dodging the artillery fire, rarely cursed, because he kept dodging the bombardment of the shells, the wound on his abdomen that had stopped bleeding began to bleed again, but he didn't care so much.

Reciting the Liuding Liujia talisman in his mouth, a golden light flashed around his silent body, like an egg-shaped protective cover, but soon the light faded away, as if nothing had appeared.

"Patriarch Sanqing, today, the disciples are going to kill! Heaven has the virtue of a good life, but now ......" muttered to himself silently, Jingxu began to step outside the Sanqing Palace, and a sword appeared in his hand at some point.

The cannonballs exploded next to him, and as soon as the scattered shrapnel reached him, a faint curtain of light blocked it.

"Nine Heavens Demon Thunder Method!"

As Jing Xuan uttered the mantra and drank it loudly, a thunderbolt thunderbolt thundered in the sky.

"Crack!"

The devils who shot outside the door were all startled, and they sat on the ground trembling.

And the leading Fuso devil officer has been turned into charcoal.

There was a continuous thunderclap, and there were no dark clouds in the sky, but lightning continued to fall, splitting all the Fuso devil soldiers who came to attack into charcoal and falling outside the gate.

After casting the spell, Jing Xuan sat on the ground, his face pale, and he couldn't stop calling for gasp.

"I'm so tired! There is not enough aura in the world! With just one thunder law, the mana of the poor path was exhausted. ”