Chapter 132: Eighteen Warrior Monks (Ask for the First Order!)
Far away in the northeast corner of the Dafeng Dynasty, between the mountains and mountains, a temple is entrenched in the middle of the mountainside. In the outer courtyard of Qianzang Temple, the rough stone square outside the main hall, the abbot Ji Ji led more than a dozen big monks to sit on the top of the steps, most of these big monks are 'Cheng' generation, and a few of them are quite old, but they are generally only at the level of refining the body, wearing very thin, and holding Buddha beads in their hands and turning one by one.
And directly below, there are many disciples standing on both sides of the square, these are the disciples of the 'Hui' and 'Jue' generations, they look much younger, but they are also very weak.
At this time, everyone led by Ji Ji looked ahead, and in the center of the square, Yu Wenlei was wearing a pale yellow monk's robe, standing straight, with his hands behind his back, looking leisurely and disdainful.
"Lei Fa, if you commit a meat precept, you will receive a precept and a penalty, and you will be able to ...... fifty rods" On the first seat, the old monk said lightly.
"What! Fifty rods, old monk, I just ate a piece of meat, and I want to beat fifty boards? What kind of precept are you! I don't accept ......" Yu Wenlei kept pointing and pointing with both hands, and at the same time his tongue argued.
"I had to ...... Lei Fa, this is the punishment of Qianzang Temple, so you can't accept it. Ji Ji smiled lightly and shook his head.
"Hmph, old monk Jiji, don't blame me for being too frank, it's not that I look down on Qianzang Temple, unless you do it yourself, otherwise, with this group of big monks and little monks, you want to execute the cane punishment on me?" is just a joke......" Yu Wenlei sneered at each other, spread his hands and sneered, he didn't think that the old monk would personally take a board to beat him.
"I have to get ......" Hearing this, the old monk was still smiling, his old face was like a blooming chrysanthemum, and after a while, his gloomy smile suddenly stopped, and he slowly spit out two words: "Execution!"
Whoosh! Whoosh!
As soon as the words fell, suddenly, a series of figures from the depths of the Qianzang Temple swept rapidly, and with the rapid sound of breaking the air, more than a dozen young monks fell to the square.
"Uh-huh, what! One, two, three...... Eighteen, eighteen!" Yuwen Lei was secretly frightened, and with his spiritual power, of course, he sensed that these eighteen monks were completely different from those monks next to him!
The eighteen monks each held an iron rod, and although they didn't look very old, they wouldn't be more than thirty years old, but each of them had reached the threshold of the Linggang Realm, and two of them had even reached the fourth order of the Linggang Realm, which was not much better than the core disciples of the four major sects!
"It's ...... What the hell! This is the real eighteen warrior monks!" Yu Wenlei immediately restrained his contempt, this Qianzang Temple is simply too evil, I thought that the evil sect was just an old monk who was jealous, but I didn't expect that there were also these eighteen warrior monks!
"What do you want to do!
However, the eighteen warrior monks ignored him at all, and the fourth-order martial monks of the Linggang Realm who took the lead raised their iron rods and pointed them directly at Yuwen Lei, and then the eighteen iron rods all pointed at him.
"Sleepy!"
Eighteen warrior monks stood in a circle, the iron rods all fell from above Yuwen Lei, the dense stick shadows seemed to cover the sky, and with a bang, Yuwen Lei pulled out a thunderous heavy knife, and slashed to the sky, which could withstand the eighteen stick shadows.
Bang! After a blow, the spiritual power shocked, Yuwen Lei's body bent slightly, as if suppressed by a huge force, he gritted his teeth, stomped on one foot, his two arms became dark and rough, holding knives in both hands, and rising to the sky!
For a while, even the eighteen warrior monks took a few steps back, shaking the iron rod in their hands. Yuwen Lei jumped to a high place and began to fall, and at the same time, the thundering heavy knife in his hand poured down.
"Thunder Slash!"
"Unload!"
The footsteps of the eighteen warrior monks rotated, and they each guided a trace of thunder and lightning power, only to see the power of thunder and lightning circulate in a circle among the eighteen people, and suddenly shot towards the center position!
Thundered...... There was a violent tremor in the center of the eighteen people, and a big pit was blasted out of the rough stone square, and Yuwen Lei happened to fall in that position, which inevitably affected the pond fish, and when he jumped up, his body was already a little embarrassed, and even the monk's robe was broken with a sleeve.
"Attack!"
The eighteen warrior monks did not stop for a moment, turned defense into attack, nine people came out with sticks, and the other nine stepped on the shoulders of their companions, turned over to the top of Yuwen Lei, and blocked his retreat.
"Damn...... How can this be fought!" Yuwen Lei scolded, these eighteen warrior monks cooperated tacitly, and they could actually disperse his attacks, it was like a fusion, and there were no loopholes at all. On the contrary, he was unable to defend himself, and he could only rely on group attacks to contain him.
"Thunder Slash!"
"Unload!"
Thundered...... Yuwen Lei had no choice but to slash out with all his strength, and sure enough, the power of thunder and lightning was easily dissolved by the eighteen warrior monks, and if he continued like this, he would definitely be defeated. After all, the Thunder Flow Slash is very spiritually draining, and all the products of the Spirit Pill on his body have been used up, so at most he will cut out more than a dozen knives.
"Attack!"
Here it is again! Yuwen Lei's expression was awe-inspiring, and he alternated his sword with the slash and the spiritual wind slash, and at the same time dodged as much as possible with his body technique to save spiritual power. His mind was racing, and he had to find a way to break the situation in such a situation.
However, the eighteen warrior monks did not give him too many chances, the positions of these eighteen people are very exquisite, the so-called long-term defense must be lost, after a few rounds of attacks, the eighteen warrior monks finally caught a gap.
"Lock!"
An iron rod happened to fall into his dead end, and immediately he took a chaotic step under his feet, and the secret was not good!
Whoa!
Then, one by one, the iron rods reached out from different angles, some were inserted into his knees, some were inserted between his thighs, some were inserted into his waist, some were inserted into his armpits, and some were crossed and clamped in his throat. After a short time, Yuwenlei was locked to death by eighteen iron rods, unable to move at all.
"Up!"
The eighteen warrior monks lifted Yuwen Lei into the air, and in this way, Yu Wen Lei seemed to be inserted into a hedgehog and hung in the air, only the buttocks were exposed, as if it was necessary to carry out the cane punishment......
"This ...... You stinky monks, you deceive people too much! This broken temple, black temple......" Yuwen Lei screamed and cursed, he was inserted in the air in public like this, and he was going to accept the cane punishment like this, it was a great shame......
"Staff!"
Suddenly, a warrior monk came out empty, carrying an iron rod and was about to swing it, and it was Yuwen Lei's buttocks that he was aiming at! Seeing that the iron rod was about to fall, at this moment, an invisible spiritual force entangled the iron rod, and then entangled the warrior monk!
"Death Coil!"
Yuwen Lei thought silently in his heart, he was going to fight back, since this group of monks didn't give face, he didn't have to scruple anymore, this sudden spiritual attack, the eighteen warrior monks could not disperse, and the warrior monk who was entangled by Yuwen Lei could not cultivate to the first order of the Linggang Realm, if the other warrior monks did not come to the rescue, they might be strangled in a short time.
"Let's see if you can save it!" Yu Wenlei smiled secretly, with an expression of successful tricks......
Airplanes...... At this moment, there was a terrifying fluctuation above the steps, and Yuwen Lei's death entanglement was forcibly dispersed by a spiritual power! The warrior monk was relieved, and just as the rest of the warrior monks were relaxed, Yuwen Lei's black arm trembled, and he took the opportunity to break free from the dozen iron rods, and his body retreated dozens of zhang away.
"Jealous old monk, you are shameless!" After standing firm, Yuwenlei immediately scolded.
"I had to ...... Lefa, you can stop in moderation......" Ji Ji still smiled lightly.
"Attack!"
After the eighteen warrior monks came back to their senses, the iron rods shook together, and the wind was grinning, as if they were attacking again. (To be continued.) )