In the distance, several powerful auras were rapidly approaching, and Xuan Yi could even see the faces of the first few people, among them, the master of this body, the first Pure Meditation Zen Master of the Discipline Academy, was impressively listed! In addition, there were several other monks who were all older and had a long and strong aura, and they were obviously not easy to match.

Zhende's face changed greatly, he shook the bat wings on his back hard, and the whole person rose into the sky, he staggered in the air for a week and then swooped down towards Xuanyi's position.

"Let's go!" Zhende stretched out his hands and lifted his Xuanyi on his shoulders and lifted him off the ground.

"I want to run!" Seeing that the two were about to slip, Zhenhong took a step and pounced on them, his legs suddenly exerted force, and his body shot towards the two like a cannonball. The Xuantie Qi Mei stick in his hand was not idle at all, and the shadow of the stick in the sky smashed down heavily with the momentum of Mount Tai.

"Bang!" Xuanyi erected the serrated scissors to barely block the blow, and his arms were numb from the shock of his domineering strength, and the weapon was almost knocked down. The only good thing is that the two of them used Zhenhong's strength to shoot out a few meters in an instant.

"Hinder, stop me!" a loud Buddha horn suddenly exploded in the ears of the two!

Zhende was so frightened that he flapped his wings even more desperately trying to escape. Xuan Yi looked back, and on the other side of the night sky, a golden dragon with condensed internal force was chasing after the two!

"It's over, it's over! I'm afraid I won't be able to escape this time!" Zhende's face was like earth, and his face was full of depression.

"You just fly yours, I'll take care of this dragon!" Xuanyi threw the serrated scissors at Zhenhong, who was about to pursue again, and the latter knocked the scissors back to the ground himself.

Xuanyi held his breath and stared at the "Golden Dragon", the internal force of the meridians around his body was running wildly, he turned his hands into claws, and grabbed the attacking dragon head!

"Arrogance!"

"Look for death!"

The onlookers let out bursts of disdain, in their opinion, Xuanyi's move was tantamount to using his mantis arm as a car, how could the "True Dragon Yin" that was fully displayed by the first seat of the Discipline Academy be so easy to resist!

"Come on, let me see how strong your dragon is!" Xuanyi was not in a hurry, and the two Buddha hands in front of him that had condensed from internal force opened and closed left and right and slapped directly towards the dragon's head!

It turns out that he plans to use the twelve crane control dragon hands to crack this move! It's just that this dragon is too powerful!

Sure enough, the golden dragon quickly broke through the barrier of the Buddha's hand, and continued to pounce on the two Xuanyi without abating, and the roaring huge mouth seemed to be laughing at Xuanyi's inadequacy.

"Come again!" Xuanyi waved his palm frantically, and the internal force was rapidly consumed, and a pair of Buddha's hands kept appearing!

"Use the divine power value!" Xuanyi decisively called up the data panel and chose to consume 1 point of divine power to restore the internal force, and the dried meridians in the body instantly swelled into a raging river again, and at this time, the golden dragon had broken through many obstacles, and was only a few meters away from Xuanyi!

Although the golden dragon was still violent, it was obvious that the Buddha power had been consumed a lot.

Xuanyi smiled evilly, and let the golden dragon rush over, he curled his right arm slightly in front of him, and all the internal forces in his body instantly converged here. Just as the hideous dragon head was about to pounce in front of him, his right arm suddenly swung out!

"Bang! click!" There was a muffled sound of a blunt object slamming, and then Xuanyi clearly heard the sound of his right arm being broken. The two internal forces collided hard with Xuanyi's arm as the battlefield.

The intense pain almost tore Xuanyi's nerves, and half of his body was numb and barely conscious. The good thing is that the results are satisfying!

The golden dragon's dragon head rose upwards and then burst open, flying upwards with the dragon's body, looking like a dragon being grabbed by Xuanyi's neck and carried in his hand from a distance. What a dragon wrestler!

Xuanyi scattered the golden dragon, Zhende was no longer threatened, and the huge bat wings flapped, and the two finally got out of the battlefield, and after jumping over the Feilai Peak, they were temporarily out of danger, leaving only a bunch of monks with helpless big eyes.

"Damn!" Zhenhong slammed the black iron rod on the ground, his face full of unwillingness.

"I've seen Shizun!"

"Participate in the first adult!"

The monks and soldiers who protect the temple hulala knelt on the ground, and the high-level people in the temple were late, and the leader did not wait for Zhenhong to open his mouth and raise his hand, Zhenhong did not dare to dodge, and received a crisp slap on his face.

It turned out to be the first pure meditation Zen master of the Vinaya Academy.

Jing Mo waved his hand and scolded loudly: "Why are you still embarrassed here, useless things?

Zhenhong stood up indiscriminately, and the red marks on his face were clearly visible.

"Wait a minute, why is the junior brother so anxious!" A warm middle-aged man's voice interrupted what Jing Mo was about to say.

"What do you think of Senior Brother Jingrong?" Jingmo frowned slightly and looked at the other chubby monk who came with him.

Zen Master Jingrong is the master of true virtue and is the first seat of the Medicine King Temple. He smiled and said: "Zhenhong is in charge of guarding the torture hall, but he let people rob the prisoners, I'm afraid this crime can't be offset by a slap in the face for a few days, right?"

"How are you doing?"

"Hehe!" Jing Rongsen smiled coldly: "Who knows if he deliberately let go of the prison robber, in my opinion, it's better to take it first!"

Zhenhong clenched his fists, his nails were deeply embedded in the flesh, he bit his lip desperately, and finally couldn't hold back his words to justify: "The prison robber should be the true disciple of the temple!"

Jing Mo's face changed, and he was about to scold, when Jing Rong heard this, he immediately stepped forward to block between the two, and he asked with a smile: "Zhenhong, you can tell me in detail!"

Zhenhong glanced at Jing Mo, whose face was pale, and still opened his mouth to explain in detail the details and speculations of his fight with Xuanyi.

"In this way, this prisoner must be a disciple in the temple!" Jingrong laughed playfully: "Zhen'an, you go and call all the guards, have there been any true disciples coming to the torture hall in the last few days?"

Afterwards, the two trembling guard disciples quickly submitted a list of all those who had been to the torture hall in the past week.

"Oh, there really is a true disciple who has come, and the time is exactly yesterday!" A smile appeared on the corner of Jing Rong's mouth, and he handed the list to Jing Mo: "Oh, junior brother, take a look, it's a person named Zhenwu." ”

"Zhenwu?" Jing Mo was slightly startled when he heard this, and he couldn't help but worry in his heart, if he remembered correctly, according to the records of the Hall of Merit, Zhende had participated in schoolwork with Zhenwu before, and the personal relationship between the two should be good.

Seeing that Jing Mo's face changed slightly, Jing Rong decisively ordered: "Zhen'an, you immediately take someone to Zhenwu's residence to see if he is in the house!"

"Hmph! I must be hiding outside to heal my wounds at this time!" Another middle-aged monk who accompanied him snorted coldly, he was the master of the Luohan Hall, Jing Ti, and his full force was "easily" broken by Xuanyi, which made him feel quite embarrassed.