"It's really a trap!" Yuan Hao and Xu Ziling both had such a feeling in their hearts.

Listening to the sound of clothes fluttering from the shadows of buildings in all directions, Xu Ziling hesitated for a moment: "Do you want to give up this operation for the time being?"

If he broke into the hall by himself, before he got the Heshi Bi, there would be at least dozens of breaths of effort for Yuan Hao to face these monks alone. Xu Ziling did not doubt Yuan Hao's strength, he believed that Yuan Hao could deal with these monks, but there were many theories about how to deal with them. Xu Ziling's only worry is that Yuan Hao is under heavy oppression and kills here.

“...... It wouldn't be wonderful if that happened. Xu Ziling was worried.

Just when he was slightly sluggish, Yuan Hao's clear voice came from his ears: "Ziling, go, I'll leave it to me here." ”

"I'll be fine with you, but I'm worried about you going on a killing spree. It's not a good thing to kill too many people, especially when people here look like good people. ”

The trace of the Virgin in Xu Ziling's heart flared up again. It's just that his Virgin Mary is slightly different from others, and his origin is not for the sorrow of the people, but for the envy of these people at both ends of the Buddha and the Tao who can practice without distractions and be close to the natural life.

Envy because of recognition, good feelings because of envy, Taoist Xu Ziling did not have much contact, as far as he saw these people in the Jingnian Monastery, he felt that they were the real cultivators, so that the cultivators in the deep mountains and old forests should not be killed.

However, everything is changing in a hurry. Xu Ziling understood that he couldn't hesitate again, so he had to send a message to Yuan Hao: "Don't do too much killing!"

"Don't kill more, this makes me look ......like a murderer," Yuan Hao's head shook slightly, and he was speechless at Xu Ziling's request. Although he didn't have a good impression of these great monks of the Pure Nian Monastery, he didn't kill people because of this.

Seeing that Xu Ziling had already rushed to the main gate of the bronze hall, there were shouts and shouts of the four great King Kongs left and right, and the whole Zen courtyard and outside the courtyard couldn't help but sound "dang...... While...... When!", faintly and heavily, there were many monks who appeared and rushed towards Xu Ziling, and the situation seemed tense and critical.

"Don't ignore me. Yuan Haolang shouted.

Just when Xu Ziling rushed to the door of the palace, grabbed the two big copper rings with his hands, pulled vigorously, and opened the copper hall, Yuan Hao had already blocked the front of the temple door, blocking the steps of those big monks who wanted to enter.

"Monks, this road is not going through!" Yuan Hao chuckled faintly.

"Your Excellency is here for He's Bi?" An old monk with gray eyebrows and sixty years old came out of the crowd, standing in front of Yuan Hao with a Zen staff in his hand, and persuaded with soft and kind words: "The poor monk is not angry is the head of the four protectors of the temple, and he is responsible for protecting the treasure. ”

"Really?" Listening to the voice of someone who can only survive in the palace, Yuan Hao raised his eyebrows slightly. He didn't answer right away, but looked at it without disgust.

He noticed that Bu Yan, like the rest of the people in the Chunnian Zen Temple, stopped his footsteps three zhang away from the gate of the bronze hall. With the gate of the bronze hall as the center of the circle, they gathered in such a circle, shouting over there. It's just shouting and shouting, but none of them dare to step forward to break through the distance of these three zhangs, as if there is some terrifying demon hidden in these three zhangs.

"Is it so exaggerated?" Yuan Hao pursed his lips disdainfully, and was about to say something, when he suddenly felt a different kind of chill coming from behind him. It penetrates deep into the bone marrow, causing the blood to coagulate, and even giving the true qi in his body an urge to run around.

"Hmm? This is the power of He's Bi? Yuan Hao muttered to himself in his heart, and slightly increased the guidance of his own mind to the true qi to eliminate the discomfort caused by such cold ice.

He was fine, but the monks standing across from him. Yuan Hao really saw them all shivering involuntarily.

"Uh...... It seems that their resistance to the power of the Heshi Bi is much worse than mine. Yuan Hao pondered in his heart. He gained further confidence in how to win the battle with the interference of the Wa clan.

At this moment, he felt that the influence of He Shibi on those people was not "so exaggerated?", but "there is such an exaggeration!"

"He's Bi is the treasure of Middle-earth, and it can only be obtained if you are fated...... Anyone in the world has the right to get such an important thing, except for you monks. Yuan Hao changed his original voice and refuted the exhortation of non-anger in another tone.

Seeing that the persuasion is not leaving, he will not be angry and will not speak again. He shut his mouth, and a fierce monk with a fleshy face standing beside him shouted in a strong voice: "Ignorant fanatics, dare to come to the Buddha Gate to spread wilderness, if you don't immediately put down the treasure jade and leave the temple, don't blame me for not being stupid and merciless." ”

"Hey, if you have the ability, you can come up. Yuan Hao smiled lightly in a hoarse voice.

He stood here lazily, feeling that the cold behind him was gradually dissipating, and a burning sensation followed, as if the communication between He Shibi and Xu Ziling in the copper hall had changed inexplicably.

"Xu Ziling is washing the meridians and cutting the veins, what a lucky boy......" Yuan Hao smiled, but he didn't make any moves.

He spoke his mind wordlessly, by his own wordless deeds.

He just wanted to stay here and give his accomplices enough time to act.

This is unforgivable!

So the warning of not being stupid fell, and a short and fat monk quickly picked up. He was also dressed in a blue robe and held a bronze staff, and it seemed that he was also one of the four King Kongs.

I only heard his majestic voice ringing in the square: "This treasure is very important, and it cannot be relied on unless the lord of the world, Your Excellency steals it by force, and I am afraid that it will harm the people of the world." For the sake of the world, even the Buddha must not be angry. ”

"The people of the world? Are you monks able to represent? When is it the turn of the people of the world to speak? Don't you say that you are outsiders? What do you want to do when outsiders hold worldly things? Do you want to be emperors? But monks have no descendants. Yuan Hao smiled strangely, expressing his inner disdain with a series of rebuttals.

The mocking disdain of "you ......" made the monks of the Jingnian Monastery feel the deep malice from Yuan Hao.

"What am I? Do you know what you monks think in my eyes?" Yuan Hao's hand gestured in the air: "You are like a swarm of worms." Eating the country, dressing the country, but not doing a good deed for the country. You have taken so much fertile land, gathered so many tenant farmers, and extracted so much wealth from them, but you have not paid a penny of taxes like the state—just like that, you still want to say who is the Ming Emperor? Do you want to lose face?"

"Hmph......" snorted coldly without disgust, indifferent to Yuan Hao's ridicule.

As Yuan Hao later heard: "You can never wake up a madman who lives in your own world." So Yuan Hao's spicy words also have nothing to do with these guys who have long had prejudices in their hearts.

They saw that Yuan Hao couldn't be convinced, so they had to throw off their final means and do it!

As the so-called Buddha has the compassion of the universal world, he also has the fierceness of Vajra's angry eyes. When a group of great monks made up their minds to make a move, the anger and killing intent they burst out were enough to surprise people.

No more words, just a shout. The face was full of flesh and looked like a thief, and he was more stupid, so he smashed the Zen staff in his hand into Yuan Hao's head.

The heavy body of the Zen cane is made of fine iron with the thickness of the baby's arm, and it is not afraid of weighing 100 pounds. Such a heavy Zen staff flew in the air, bringing the sound of hunting and raising the momentum of the hurricane.

"This blow...... I guess I'll be able to get that guy out of the way. This is a full blow from the Grandmaster...... After all, there are not so many grandmasters in the world!" Looking at the mighty Yuan Hao, who was not stupid and stepped forward, waving his staff, almost all of the fat monks in the field had imagined in their minds how Yuan Hao retreated, and how they were pressing to kill the Quartet step by step.

At this moment, Bu Zhi was the vanguard, the remaining three of the four King Kongs were the backups, and the rest of the warrior monks of the Pure Nian Zen Monastery were the backboards, forming a column of assault appearances.

This situation is very popular among the people in the Pure Mind Monastery.

"Perhaps, this fight will end in a few breaths?" the monks were confident in their abilities.

However, Yuan Hao used his ability to teach them a solid lesson.

A Daguan knife was born and suddenly appeared in front of the Zen staff.

Without any pause, the Zen staff and the Daguan knife collided together, and at the moment when the scorching power from He's Bi reached its peak, in the moonlit night, the two collided, making a clanging sound, and sparks were everywhere.

Yuan Hao only felt that the strength of his whole body was vented out through the Daguan Knife at this moment, and it was out of control like a mountain torrent.

Under the sparks that erupted from the exchange of swords and staffs, Yuan Hao watched as his sturdy body was struck by lightning. His body, his arm, trembled under the blow, and the Zen staff in his hand flew out the moment the two sides touched. And he himself spat blood from his mouth at the moment when the Zen staff flew out, and flew upside down.

"Smack!" fell to the ground without a hesitation, and her fat body weighing one hundred and eighty pounds had no strength at the moment, like a little girl who had been wheeled dozens of times. He really can't do it, although he can't even take a breath when he comes into contact with Yuan Hao's big knife, but the power he has received from that big knife makes him unbearable.

He fell to the ground, unable to stand up, with two hundred and five bones on his body, which he estimated to be at least half broken.

It hurts, it hurts like never before.

It's not that he can't accept this kind of pain, it's just that he's a little confused. The ability that this person is showing at the moment is already at a proper grandmaster level, and it can be said that grandmasters......

The memory of the non-idiotic is not like that of the grandmaster. And in terms of the damage this person has caused to himself, he is not stupid and sure that this person is definitely a veteran among the grandmasters, not a new one.

"Who the hell could it be?" He lay on the ground, unable to speak.

It's not stupid, it's gone, at least in the current battle situation, he doesn't have the ability to do it.

"How could this happen?" the other three of the four Vajra were a little confused. They felt that things might be, maybe, be unexpected.

What to do?

There is no way...... Since you have already started, you can only continue to fight. You can't just hold back because the other party is strong.

Without any doubts, no anger, no greed, no fear, they all waved this Zen staff and rushed forward.

But they hadn't taken a few steps forward before they came to an abrupt halt. It's not that they don't want to move forward, but a figure in the bronze hall slowly steps out.

But seeing Xu Ziling bent his back, with a bit of anticipation, he held the ancient treasure and the clan with his left hand, and walked to the platform at the top of the stone steps.

At this moment, the sky is full of stars, and the night breeze is coming.

The Heshi Bi in Xu Ziling's hand radiates an indescribable brilliance, and the treasure is overflowing.

Under the stone steps, on the square, except for Bu Bu, who couldn't move, the rest of the people, including the remaining three King Kongs, all moved back nervously.

Xu Yuling looked at the treasure bi resting on the palm of his hand in surprise, and secretly wondered why he was not affected by the ability of He Shibi at all now? He was puzzled, his eyes slanted to Yuan Hao, and he was surprised to find that Yuan Hao, like himself, was not affected by the treasure wall.

"Maybe it's really because of the longevity formula?" Xu Ziling began to think about this possibility.

However, now is not a good time to think about this problem, Xu Ziling looked at the infatuated man who collapsed on the ground, and he thought a little more about Yuan Hao's strength in his heart.

After discovering that he was not stupid and not dead, he breathed a sigh of relief, sorted out his thoughts, changed his throat, raised his head to the sky in a hoarse voice and let out a wild laugh, and said, "I got there, I was about to settle accounts with him." ”

The tall and thin Dharma Protector Vajra Heshi said: "What grievances does the donor have with the Zen master of our temple, and you want to settle accounts with him?"

Xu Ziling suddenly understood in his heart that they were afraid of the terrible energy radiation of He's family, so they tried to delay their leisure, hoping that the empty space hiding in the secret room could come out in time to clean up themselves, thinking that if they didn't slip away at this time, they would wait for when.

At that moment, he laughed loudly: "That account will be calculated later! Now my hands are itching, who will play with me?" He pulled out the durian sword behind his back with his right hand, and after glancing at Yuan Hao, he held He's Bi in his left hand and rushed down the stone steps.

At this moment, the other people's swords were one, and with a huge amount of energy all over their bodies, they pressed down like a wall and waited for the four of them. And behind him, Yuan Hao held the Daguan knife to protect his back.

The first to bear the brunt of the blow waved his staff and swept towards him, clearly refusing to let him get close, of course, it was not Xu Ziling who was afraid, but the Heshi Bi in his left hand.

Xu Ziling saw that although he simply swept away, there were countless changes in it, and with the strange and mysterious footwork, it was really not easy to parry.

The most powerful thing is that he swings his staff slowly and quickly, and the energy he brings up completely envelops him, so that he cannot get out.

At the same time, he also felt that the "strange power" of He's Bi was decreasing, and if he fell into the terrifying array of these monks, the final outcome would definitely be to die in battle.

Except for the non-idiot who gets out of the way due to injury, the short and fat is not afraid and the tall and thin are not greedy and wave the Zen stick at the same time.

He knew that if he didn't take advantage of the surroundment and run for his life, he would never be able to leave.

A wild shout.

The durian sword in Xu Ziling's hand drew a dark arc of light, and swung heavily at the Zen staff that was not attacked. In his left hand, he held He's bi and waved it in the air.

Almost heart-wrenching, at the same time as he jumped up and turned around, Yuan Hao also jumped up, he and Xu Ziling back to back, the two of them seemed to be connected together and became a god of war with two heads and four arms, holding a sword and bringing a whirlwind.

The whirlwind is blowing and the spirit is vigorous.

The offensive of the three major Vajras of the Pure Mind Zen Temple paused suddenly.

"Peng!"

The strength of the blows, the aftermath overflows.

Feeling the strong reaction force coming, Xu Ziling secretly called luck in his heart, he arched his back, pulled it up with the force, and transferred the power to Yuan Hao's body.

Yuan Hao understood what he meant, stepped on the ground, like pulling onions on dry land, stood up, and after somersaulting in mid-air, he had come to the sky above the top of the copper hall.

The two of them looked down like two big eagles, only to find that the entire copper hall was surrounded by monks holding Zen staffs, and more than a dozen monks lying on the top of the temple proclaimed the Buddha's horn in unison, waiting for the moment when the two of them landed on the top of the hall.

Taken aback, Xu Ziling took a breath of true air. Something wonderful happened. It was not that he had never tried to ventilate in the air before, but the effect was only to continue the old power that would be eliminated in his body, and it was by no means comparable to the new power stored at the beginning of the flight.

But this moment is completely different.

The true qi in the body is like a flash flood, even better than before, as if the meridians themselves already contain infinite energy, and that feeling is like the whole person will fly in the air.

"Whew"!

Xu Ziling made another somersault and crossed the top of the bronze hall, and at the same time avoided the attack of the two who were not afraid and not greedy to chase after him.

When he was not afraid or greedy to fall to the top of the bronze temple, he was already ten zhang away from the top of the temple.

And beside him, Yuan Hao seemed to have mastered such aerial flying skills a long time ago, and he was still fluttering and following, without a half-powerless look.

Seeing that the situation had changed, more than a dozen monks exhaled at the same time, and threw out the Zen staff in their hands.

The monks of the Jingnian Monastery were indeed all skilled in martial arts, and these more than ten Zen sticks were thrown in a very measured manner, not only targeting him and Yuan Hao, but enveloping all the paths of advance and retreat that they might avoid, and throwing them like an all-encompassing rod net.

The sound of energy breaking through the sky filled the space on the top of the bronze hall.

Xu Ziling was not afraid, and sank at the same time as Yuan Hao.

At this time, two Zen sticks burst into the air.

Xu Ziling and Yuan Hao pointed out with both feet and hit the head of the cane respectively.

When the "pop" sounded, the two suddenly changed castration, flew away like two black clouds electrocuted, crossed the top of another hall, and crossed the sky under the eyes of the monks surrounding the bronze hall, and threw themselves in the direction of the backyard.