In the morning, there are not many people who come out to play.

Compared to the peak, the difference is a thousand miles.

In front of the Lingyin Temple, passers-by are all surprised.

Because, today's Lingyin Temple is not open.

Especially the HZ locals, they are even more puzzled.

They had never seen a time when the Lingyin Temple was not open.

But today......

Come to think of it, something big happened in Lingyin Temple.

They speculated, but they couldn't think of why.

And at this moment, a group of menacing people came quickly.

They have evil faces, indifferent expressions, do not squint, and have sharp eyes. Wearing an R13 samurai uniform and a katana at his waist, he is murderous.

The pedestrians were all shocked, panicked to the side, and watched the group of people walk towards the Lingyin Temple.

Many pedestrians could only watch from afar, not daring to step forward.

The group, when they arrived at the door of Lingyin Temple, raised a foot and violently kicked the door open.

Then, they swaggered inside.

The front yard of Lingyin Temple was empty.

The group went straight to the martial arts arena.

There, all the monks of Lingyin Temple, as well as some children of the Zhu family, were all nervous, looking at this group of R13 warriors.

All the samurai, all of them were rebellious, and one of them stood up and shouted: "A group of China pigs, go and call the two old things of Juechan and Zhu Pingen to come out." ”

Such humiliation made the monks and the children of the Zhu family furious, but they dared not speak out.

"Amitabha Buddha ......"

A Buddha horn suppressed the panic.

Juechan and Zhu Pingen walked out from behind everyone.

The R13 samurai who shouted snorted and sneered, "I thought you ran away, yes, a little courage." But even if you really want to run, you can't run out of our palms. ”

Zhu Pingen shook his head and said, "Juechan is a person who wants to save face, how can he escape." ”

Juezen clasped his hands together, lowered his eyes and said, "Whoever runs is a thief." ”

"Heh......" the R13 samurai sneered and said, "When death is coming, what are you pretending to be." When the time limit is up, let's talk about where they are in Okamoto Village, or who murdered them. Today, if you don't say it again, don't blame us for being polite and bloodbathing the Lingyin Temple. ”

Juezen thought for a moment and said, "What would happen if I did?"

R13 The warrior said proudly: "If what you say is true, we can promise you that we will only kill you and Zhu Pingen, and will never embarrass the Lingyin Temple and the rest of the Zhu family." ”

Juezen shook his head: "Then I won't say it." ”

Zhu Pingen nodded thoughtfully: "There is a companion when we die together, a fool said." ”

Lingyin Temple and the people of the Zhu family: "......"

All R13 Samurai: "???"

Of course, for the words of the two, the people of Lingyin Temple and the Zhu family just felt speechless and powerless.

Because, they already knew about Ye Feng's arrival, and the immediate crisis was no longer a cause for concern.

But Juezen and the others were so naughty, it really thundered them.

At the same time, they were extremely puzzled in their hearts, why hasn't Mr. Ye come out yet?

Juechan and the others were thinking, Mr. Ye's phone call is almost over, right?

R13 Samurai thought to himself, begging for a bean sack?

"Yaga ......" Then, the R13 samurai was furious, as if realizing that he had been played by the two of them, and cursed: "It seems that you don't cry when you don't see the coffin, and in this case, I will fulfill you." ”

With that, he quickly drew his sword, and so did the man behind him.

The action is very neat.

Juezen and the two were fearless, took a step, and waited for the battle.

This group of samurai, they can still handle it.

The only fear is the innate peak warrior who did not appear.

Suddenly, the tension was tense, and the atmosphere was highly tense.

"Crunch ......"

At this time, the door of Juezen's meditation room opened, and a figure slowly came out.

This person is naturally Ye Feng.

Just now, he received a call from Liu Luoyi and learned that the two young people in the restaurant were looking for him last night, so they didn't come out in time.

Why those two people were looking for him, Ye Feng didn't know.

He put his doubts aside for a moment and moved on to what was in front of him.

Under everyone's gaze, Ye Feng walked through the crowd and walked to the front.

"Mr. Ye. Juezen and the two bowed respectfully, and breathed a sigh of relief in their hearts.

Ye Feng nodded, calmly looked at the R13 warrior who was looking at him suspiciously, and said, "Are you going to do it?"

Juezen and the two of them were respectful to Ye Feng, which made the warrior's eyes squint slightly, but because of that powerful existence, he was not afraid, and said in a deep voice: "Who are you?"

"Me?" Ye Feng smiled and said, "I'm the person you're looking for, in other words......"

"Okamoto Ichimura, I killed it. ”

"Yaga ......" The samurai scolded angrily, and said coldly: "If you kill Young Master Okamoto, you are an enemy of the Okamoto family. And the fate of being an enemy of the Okamoto family is death. Today, I want to cut off your head and bury Master Okamoto. ”

Ye Feng shook his head and said, "People who are sent to death, there is always a lot of nonsense. If you want to kill me, you don't have that ability. ”

Ye Feng didn't do it directly, and he didn't even plan to use the blood boiling, but first wrestled with these warriors for a while.

Because, there is one more of them, who is not there.

Although Ye Feng could easily find out if that person was nearby, he didn't want to waste that energy.

For this reason, the person in front of him has a chance to jump.

The warrior sneered and said, "Don't be ashamed, today, I will let you see the horror of the R13 Imperial Samurai." On ......"

He rushed out first, followed by the rest.

Murderous, spreading.

Ye Feng took a step indifferently, and greeted him alone.

Then, his figure flashed, wandering among the many samurai.

"Bang Bang ......"

Suddenly, the battle was one-sided.

Many warriors, none of them were Ye Feng's enemies, and they all flew back.

As for the man who took the lead, he was hit hard by a kick and his chest sank.

Blood, gushing out.

Dozens of samurai spurted blood together, like dozens of blood-colored fountains, crimson and bewitching.

"Ahem......"

"You ......" The samurai kept coughing up blood, and his own instant fiasco was something he didn't expect.

And Ye Feng's strength shocked him.

He looked at Ye Feng in horror and said in a trembling voice, "You...... Are you an ancient martial artist in the late innate stage?"

Ye Feng smiled softly and didn't explain.

And when the warrior saw Ye Feng's expression like this, he was sure of his conjecture.

Immediately, he snorted and said, "What about the late congenital stage? In front of the innate peak, there is only the qualification to be killed. ”

With that, he turned around and knelt down and shouted behind him, "Please ask the second grandfather to show up and kill this person." ”

"お爷さんに身をお愿いします......" The other samurai also knelt down behind them, with a pious and fanatical expression.

At the same time, a force came from that side, except for Ye Feng, the rest of the people were all in their hearts, and they took two steps back.

The pinnacle of congenital nature, terrifying!

"アリ·アリ,命をもって来た......" With a loud shout, a figure rose from behind the wall, and his feet were on the wall, and he came sharply.

"If you're here, die. Ye Feng whispered softly, smiled slightly, and turned his skills at this person: blood boiling!

The person who came in was an old man, he was invincible, and his eyes were sharp.

Many samurai all looked at the old man feverishly.

This...... He is one of the strongest warriors in their Great R13 Empire, and is admired and worshiped by tens of thousands of people.

And at this moment, the old man's face suddenly changed when his body was still in the air, and then with a "......" sound, he stood up in the air and fell straight down.

"Bang ......"

Stir up a cloud of dust.

The old man, on the other hand, had convulsions, bleeding from his seven orifices, and was silent.

Everyone: "???"