Fighting broke out suddenly.

Gunshots roared, roars roared, screams shrill and screams screamed, chaos reigned.

Bullets flew sideways, piercing through the body, blood spilled and hitting the buildings on the ground, and the thousand-year-old temple was being destroyed.

More than 100 monks attacked the people who snatched the ancient bell, and as soon as the battle began, the monks were killed and wounded nearly half, and the rest of the people were not afraid of death, putting life and death aside, and using their lives to protect the ancient bell from being taken away.

There are fast-moving monks rushing into the enemy group, fighting head-on, the fierce side is shown, a punch is punched, directly breaking the enemy's neck with a click, a knee top, the enemy's lower body is shattered in the sound of clicking, and there are even fingers like knives inserted into the enemy's heart!

The hand-to-hand combat, the frontal battle is the bloodiest, a group of monks make deadly moves, and they go to the enemy's vulnerable places to greet them, all with the main purpose of killing the enemy.

Perhaps the physique of the monks who nourished the earth has been improved, and their combat effectiveness is fierce, but they are always invincible to the power of guns, and after killing more than ten enemies, most of their own casualties have been lost!

"Since we have already done it, we will slaughter them all, notify the logistics, and drag the Huaxia military and police to cover our evacuation!"

The man in the cap roared in a low voice, shaking his hand and snapping it was three shots, each shot took the life of a warrior monk, and the pistol seemed to have life in his hand.

Bang bang bang......

After receiving the order, the gunfire was louder, more intensive, and under the cross-fire, in less than a minute, less than ten of the more than a hundred warrior monks could stand.

Less than two minutes had passed since the battle began, and the aliens had overwhelmingly defeated the monks.

They have guns, and on the premise that the difference in physical fitness is not too big at the moment, no matter how high their martial arts are, they are afraid of bullets, and the enemy does not give too many opportunities for melee combat at all.

"You ...... The Buddha will not forgive you, kill! ”

The burly monk who came forward to negotiate had a distorted face, his eyes were full of pain, and the senior brother who had been smiling not long ago was now separated forever, and he rushed to the cap desperately with rage.

He saw that the other party was the leader, and even if the tide was over, he would kill the other party!

"He's mine, let me teach the so-called seventy-two stunts, I don't know how many you practice!"

Peakcap said as he put his pistol back into his waist and waved his hand to stop his men from firing and killing them.

Clenched his fists, he clicked all over his body, his body fell slightly, and then rushed out like a cheetah, and the two sides approached quickly, but only one looked at each other, and the man in the cap slammed his knee into the burly monk's chest.

Click, poof......!

The monk's chest and abdomen collapsed, his sternum didn't know how much he had broken, and he spurted blood and flew to the ground and stared at him with a look of unwillingness and horror.

The man in the cap stood up, patted his trouser leg and said disdainfully: "This is the so-called warrior monk?" Vulnerable, it seems that you have really been peaceful for too long, and the so-called martial arts have been reduced to a trick for people to enjoy, which is disappointing! ”

"You!" The burly monk Wenyan was furious, and pointed back to what the other party wanted to say, but he couldn't lift it in one breath and fell to the ground.

In all fairness, those monks were powerless, and they fought one or twenty ordinary people by themselves as if they were having fun, but they encountered these more fierce outsiders.

Bai Yang, who was secretly observing, sighed in his heart, Huaxia has really been calm for too long, although those monks are worth a lot of force, but they are less murderous, less indomitable, less death-seeking, less these things, when they face a group of outsiders with blood on their hands, they behave so badly.

In fact, there is no way to do this, Chinese people practice martial arts, there are few opportunities to really fight for their lives, and if they do not experience life and death battles, how can they let their own force exert the maximum lethality?

"If that monk hadn't been shocked by the other party's killing intent, if he had been more decisive, he would have at least injured the other party, but it's a pity," Qinghe sighed, standing at her height, of course, she could see the difference between the two sides.

"This is only temporary, the people of this land have been peaceful for too long, and they have been consumed by singing and dancing, Qinghe, when the people of this land experience blood and fire, you can't imagine how powerful their combat power will erupt, it's just that it will take a little time, and you will know later" Bai Yang said calmly.

He didn't save those monks, not because he was indifferent and ruthless, but because the people in this land needed something to awaken their blood, and without experiencing despair, the people in this land could always make excuses for their weakness and retreat.

If you can't do it once, you can do it twice, and one day the people of this land will burst out with a power that will shock the whole world!

The world is changing, everything must be on your own, don't always think about world peace, your life will be in danger at any time in the future!

"What about those people?"

On the other side, one of the outsiders came to the man in the cap and pointed to a group of fake monks in the monastery and asked.

"It was supposed to be a simple task, but more than twenty brothers died, since it has already been done, then I don't mind killing more" The man in the cap looked at the fake monk in the monastery and said indifferently.

His men hesitated and said, "But they are all civilians!" ”

"You've killed fewer civilians on the battlefields of Africa?" Cap asked rhetorically.

"I see......"

Since things have already happened, then I don't mind making it a little bigger, killing an official Huaxia will not let them go, so what's the difference between killing a hundred?

Next, a group of fake monks in the monastery were horrified to find that those outsiders had actually pointed their guns at them.

"Don't blame us for being ruthless, if you want to blame the dead monks outside, they all said that they didn't want to kill people but didn't listen, they killed our brothers, and they didn't have time to find their families to take revenge, so they can only find some interest on you!"

Someone with a gun said indifferently.

The words fell, gunshots rang out, and someone fell in a pool of blood.

Gunshots rang out, one after another.

Screams and desperate prayers are intertwined, this place is like hell, a pure place of Buddhism, but it has become a slaughterhouse!

In the corner of the Zen courtyard, an old monk trembled in his arms and hugged a young monk who was only four or five years old, witnessing the bloody side in front of him, he had no choice but despair.

"Master, why are they killing people?" The little monk asked ignorantly, he didn't know what it meant to be afraid in the face of the bloody picture in front of him.

"Because they are devils, beasts in human skin," the old monk shuddered.

"But they're people."

"No, they're not human anymore, maybe they used to be, but when they kill people at will, they can't be considered human anymore"

"Didn't the Buddha say that all hearts are good?"

"The Buddha is kind, because the Buddha has the means to subdue demons, and if the Buddha wants to make people kind, he must be kind, and those who are not kind are killed by the Buddha"

“？” The little monk didn't understand.

The old monk said: "Yiming, you remember, if you can survive and have strong power in the future, you can be kind to whoever you want......"

Before the words were finished, the gunshots rang out, and the old monk fell down with reluctance in his heart.

"Master, master, I think everyone is kind, but you haven't told me how to have the power to make people kind," the little monk asked the old monk who fell to the ground in fear.

But the old monk couldn't answer him anymore.

Tears slipped down his eyes, and the little monk cried: "Master, how strong does a powerful force have to be to make everyone kind?" ”

The little monk Yiming was ignorant and ignorant, and his pure heart was revealed.

His simple thoughts seemed to be echoed, and the ancient clock, which had been loaded by outsiders, no longer sounded at an even frequency, and trembled slightly, and a buzzing sound resounded through the mountains and fields for dozens of miles.

Immediately after, a faint bronze light flickered above the ancient bell, and it immediately flew sideways, breaking away from gravity and floating in the air above the little monk's head.

This situation immediately stunned a group of outsiders who were killing people, and they all turned their eyes to this side.

The little monk looked at the ancient bell above his head, then at the master's corpse, and finally looked at the people around him and cried: "You are all bad people, you are all not kind, the Buddha should kill you!" ”

While!

After the little monk finished speaking, the ancient bell above his head rang loudly, the bronze light of the bell body flickered, and a circle of sound waves swept out.

The invisible sound wave was amazing, a group of fake monks were swept away, but after those outsiders were swept by the bell body, it was as if they had been hit by a heavy hammer and flew upside down and spurted blood and fell to the ground!

"Is this a treasure to recognize the Lord? That's what I said, but why isn't that person me? A little monk? How can he ......?"

A young fake monk in the crowd witnessed everything and muttered to himself, not to mention envy, jealousy and hatred.

Secretly, Qinghe looked at Baiyang with a puzzled face, could it really be a confession? A piece of one-quality magic weapon to recognize the master? Are you kidding.

"I did it," Poplar said.

Of course, the first-grade magic weapon has not yet recognized the high-level function of the master, Bai Yang just felt that the little monk called Yiming was pleasing to the eye, and then forcibly laid a brand on the ancient bell, which was regarded as recognizing the master, and the magic weapon exerted its strength with the master's mentality, Xiao Yiming felt that those people should die, and the ancient bell showed his terrible power!

Urging the magic weapon requires the power of the soul, Yiming's own soul is fragile, Gu Zhong exerts a power, his whole face is pale, as if he is seriously ill, and he will fall down at any time.

Fortunately, this is only a first-class magic weapon, if it is a little more advanced, the little monk who has used this power this time is estimated to have hung up.

"This ......"

The outsiders were supposed to all die under the sound of the bell, but at this time, one person staggered to his feet, looking at Gu Zhong with a frightened look and his eyes fiery.

Standing up was the leader of the outsiders, the man in the cap.

Seeing Yiming and the ancient bell, he seemed to understand something, and walked towards the crumbling little monk Yiming step by step with fiery eyes.

Take away the little monk, and the ancient bell will be in hand, and it can also show extraordinary strength!

Bang!

At this moment, a person appeared on the wall of the Zen temple quickly, looking at the scene in front of him with anger in his eyes.

The man in the cap turned around suddenly, saw the face of the person on the wall change, and quickly took out a small injection from his arms and pricked it into himself.

"Those people down the hill are with you, right? Now that they're all dead, you're next, you shouldn't have come to Huaxia to try to snatch the treasure! The man on the wall said indifferently.

Secretly, Poplar raised his eyebrows at the people on the wall, and said in his heart that they had succeeded......