The monk stepped back slightly, put his hands together, and already clamped the blade of the sword, which is the Shaolin boy Gong 'Worship Buddha' in the Shaolin 72 stunts.

The soldiers on the side saw that Hui Gang was in a stalemate, and they were willing to let go of such a good opportunity, and they attacked with weapons, and these soldiers and warriors who had experienced the battle for many years naturally formed a cooperation, and began to attack first, and at this time, Hui Gang's retreat up and down, left and right, was almost all blocked.

The mages and priests were all there, preparing for the next round of spells, seeing that this was a mortal situation, Hui Gang felt as if his arms and body were weighing a thousand pounds there, although his divine power was amazing, but his degree and reaction had become less sharp.

In this place full of strong people, this change in degree is fatal, the monk flipped his hands in this hurry, and the officer who was holding the long sword was actually driven by the sword, and wanted to let go, but felt that his hand had been firmly attached to the hilt of the sword.

I couldn't help but be shocked, but it was too late, the whole person seemed to be a big stick and was wheeled by Hui Gang, and in this ball, it was impossible for everyone to be wearing heavy armor except for those guards. The officer was also dressed in ceremonial light armor.

The people around him didn't care about this 'human stick's life and death weapon at all, and they swept it up directly, seeing that this officer was dead.

But those very sharp blades touched the officer's body. It was as if it had touched something incomparably hard, and the metal was shattered one after another, and the power of the weapon shattering was transmitted along the metal to the body. It was as if a force hit the body out of thin air.

All the soldiers who touched it screamed and fell backwards. Huigang's feet didn't move at all, but his arms were exerted.

The monk turned the moves of the Shaolin Dharma staff method to here, and the Shaolin seventy-two stunt Dharma staff method is to sweep thousands of troops.

Suddenly, a huge open space was cleared in front of him, which shocked the audience. Although most of the nobles and magnates have left the place, there are still some who want to see the place and do not move.

Seeing this incomparably powerful performance, all the people shouted in surprise. Only the old man who sat on the ground beside the emperor, dressed plainly, had the same complexion. Steady as Mount Tai.

The sword saint Blunt and the archmage Thorne, who were guarding the emperor's side, glanced at each other, and Blunt opened his mouth a little strangely and said:

"This time it's much weaker than last time.

Thorne nodded in agreement. Turn around and continue to look at the field. Archbishop Bocuse, however, raised his hand to call Cardinal Eldin, who was beside him. Whispered something.

The division's eyes flashed with his back to the Blunt Sword Saint Thorne, as if he was thinking about something.

Their feelings were not wrong, although the monk temporarily breathed after that shot, Hui Gang felt that his internal organs seemed to be rolled over, and his blood and qi surged. I felt like I was going to vomit blood.

The monk was shocked, and since he woke up from his slumber, he thought that his body and kung fu were much stronger than before.

But that's what I just did. Sweep through thousands of armies. It should have been a trivial matter for him, but he never expected that there would be signs of internal injuries.

At this time, there was a large space in the middle of the dance floor. The soldiers with military crossbows had already aimed at the monk, but they did not dare to shoot rashly, and the soldiers around them were only used as a vigilance.

Hui Gang hurriedly took a step back, and in an instant, the magic attacks of the mages smashed down like a storm, and a high wall of fire rose around the monk, surrounding him.

Hearing the sound of continuous explosions coming from inside, it was obviously the Wind Blade, Ice Pick, Fireball, all kinds of spells that were suitable for casting here that would not affect the surrounding area, and smashed them over.

But there were still some aftermaths splashed to other places, and Master Thorne, who had been watching intently, frowned slightly, and with a wave of cyan light, a shield flashed with a cyan light, and immediately shrouded around the throne, and Princess Caroline, who was standing there almost at the same time, was also surrounded by a similar small light shield.

However, the bishops and cardinals of the Church of Light did not participate in this attack, and more than a dozen people stood in fixed positions, all performing some magic with all their might.

In the midst of the circle of fire, there was a sudden shout from Hui Gang, and an invisible impact attacked the mages who were constantly using spells.

Everyone seems to have been hit hard by the impact coming from the air, and when a magician uses the magic of the attack, the first reaction is to bless himself with protective magic, and these mages present are all the elites of the Drew Empire, and the protection they bless themselves is also extraordinary.

But their defense was still breached, either vomiting blood or falling to the ground, and a few strong men were still standing there, their faces were not good-looking, and they all looked at Hui Gang in the wall of fire with shocked eyes.

Hui Gang landed not far away from the roaring magic attack, and there seemed to be nothing wrong with him. Fang Cai's attacks in the physical fireballs, wind blades, etc., did not do much damage.

But there are several spiritual attacks. If it was in the past, this kind of mental attack would basically be ignored by the monks. Unexpectedly, at this time, it made him suffer a dark loss, and the reactions and defenses of all his bodies were lost at that moment.

When those mages saw Hui Gang standing there unharmed, they were all a little discouraged in their hearts. However, one of them had a very sharp eye, and saw a mark of blackened flames on Hui Gang's waist and arm. Immediately shouted loudly, pointed at the monk and said:

"Look, he's burned by magic!"

All the mages who were still able to stand were ready for the next round of attacks as soon as possible, and in the face of historical intelligence and descriptions, this golden young man was almost immune to magic.

The mages' attacks and defenses were used to delay time in the palace's defense plan, but now this person has been injured, which makes these people very excited.

The priests of the Temple of War are always on the sidelines, unleashing spirit-boosting illusion beasts that don't use their best skills. The priests of the Church of Light also seemed to be oblivious to this scene, and they were all there to concentrate on releasing their magic and wondering what kind of magic they were preparing.

The only ones who could still move were the uninjured warriors who roared and pounced on them under the influence of war songs and blessing magic.

Hui Gang felt a palpitation in his heart, and he felt that he had nothing to do about his current situation, and it was unrealistic to run. But at this time, the monk's heart really felt like he was in a desperate situation.

The monk gritted his teeth and strode towards the guards and officers who rushed over, although the pace was slow, but it came to the front in a few steps, and the direction of Hui Gang's feet had a certain pattern, and between walking, each step seemed to be firmly rooted on the ground.

Every step down, the hard marble floor will be broken and shattered, like thunder, two fists struck out in a row, the thumb buckle slightly protruded, and the fist surface became a tiger shape.

One of the warriors in front of him had already changed into a flail, which was his most handy weapon. Seeing Hui Gang's direction with his back to him, he quietly picked up the weapon and smashed it down. Unexpectedly, in the blink of an eye of his action, the monk had already turned his body.

The warrior suddenly saw a fierce tiger pounce on him, and the faint sound of the wind under the fist was like a tiger's roar. Although there are many demonic beasts and mythical beasts in this world, the image of the tiger is still shocking, and my heart is suddenly afraid.

When he was stunned for a moment, the monk's heavy fist had been imprinted on his chest, and there was almost no reaction, and even screamed that he could not even see the place in the chest where the fist was sinking, and the internal force in the fist penetrated through the body, and he immediately fainted in pain. This is also when the monk is full of spirit of war, he can barely maintain a compassionate heart of Buddhism.

Otherwise, if this punch hits the vital part, you will definitely die.

This is the Shaolin 72 stunt of the Tiger Fist.

Although the monk at this time has already shown his traces, he is not like the invisible traces that come and go like the wind in the front. It seemed to be extremely slow, but the weapons of the surrounding warriors could not touch his body at all, but every punch of the monk would cause someone to be seriously injured and fly.

A huge light curtain slowly appeared above the heads of the bishops and cardinals of the Church of Light, and the priests of the Temple of War seemed to have received some orders, and they retreated to the emperor's throne as guards.

In the hall, the soldiers of the Praetorian Guard, who had already returned, commanded the troops and mages in charge of the palace guards, and gradually surrounded them.

Several of the hidden guards who suddenly appeared next to Emperor Drew Lindley V were wearing heavy armor from top to bottom, as if they were movable fortresses, but they were very light and agile in their movements, obviously supported by the power of magic, and if anyone could remember, they were very similar to those control warriors who guarded the old palace.