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Xiao Zhongmou stood on the top of the side peak, and the guard battalion on the side was on standby. The feather fan in his hand shook lightly, watching more than a hundred soldiers of Hanhai rush into the camp of the army, slowly being eaten away.

"The prince gave birth to two good sons. Xiao Zhongmou sighed.

The smoky wind blew through his feather fan, as if there was no irritation, everything was like a pearl of wisdom in his hand.

"Mr. Xiao, the drunkard asked if he could attack the mountain?"

The feather fan waved his hand, "Attack the mountain." ”

The banner of the pro-guard battalion waved, and the leaders of the four camps and the guests raised their heads one after another.

More than 100 soldiers undoubtedly fell in pools of blood. Ma Xiuyan knew that his hundred henchmen could not resist Guangling's army, but he still fearlessly rushed forward, with the same purpose as Liu Heyu, to change Ma Gao's determination to attack the mountain.

The reason why they didn't choose to change Ma Xiuyuan's mind was because they felt that Ma Xiuyuan had not done anything wrong in this matter. Even if you don't believe in Buddhism, why do you have to be so desperate?

Matthew was covered in wounds. glanced at the Hanhai soldiers who were lying in a pool of blood, their backs straightened, and the long knives in their hands were dripping with blood.

The drunkard said coldly: "Do you even want to disobey the prince?"

"Buddhism is right, why should it be destroyed?"

"Hehe, the son of Xiu Yan is also so naïve. ”

A smile appeared on the corner of the green ant drunkard's mouth, and he waved his fingers.

The armies of the four sides rushed towards the mountain in unison.

"Kill!"

Matthew's long knife stood up and ran towards the army.

This is the last charge of the Hanhai Warriors!

Then, after a few swords and sword shadows, it disappeared like a stone sinking into the sea.

Shen Qingming looked at the fearless hundred soldiers, squinted his eyes, and sighed: "Thief Ma Gao, is it really so ruthless?"

Qiu Hao looked at the approaching camp of the Quartet on the mountain, and sighed: "In order to get rid of the heart trouble and put his son in danger, this is not the first time that the old thief has done it." People who are cold by nature, why don't you say more, rush down. If we wait any longer, I'm afraid we will be wiped out. ”

Shen Qingming's face turned pale.

The mountain gate of Dingzen Temple is wide open, and the mountain roads on the left and right sides also gush out of Buddhist monks. This is their last position, and it's their last chance!

The guests of the palace stepped into the air, looked at the Huanghuang Treasure Palace, and their eyes were full of jealousy. After all, at the Pudu Conference a few months ago, Matthew Yuan threatened that there would be Buddha relics on Baoshan. This is an unbelievable thing, and naturally it should not be underestimated.

The three senior monks of Xiangguo Temple, Qiu Hao, Qi Daosan, and the five stood in front of the square of the Daxiong Treasure Hall, and looked coldly at the ten royal guests who had fallen.

"Qiu Yingtou, I haven't seen you for a long time, don't come unharmed. Sang Xuzi said with a smile, "I didn't expect Hanhai to say goodbye, and on the occasion of the reunion, you and I were rivals." ”

Qiu Hao's hand flashed, "It's useless to talk too much, today is life or death, let's see the real trick under your hands!"

"Hehe, the fall of Dingchan Temple today is inevitable, since you want to make mistakes, then don't blame the old man for being ruthless!"

The green light flashed in Sang Xuzi's hand, and his steps were light, "Qi Daosan, Xiangguo Temple has been a shrinking turtle for half a lifetime, and the prince has repeatedly invited you out of the mountain, but he has pretended to be deaf and dumb, he really doesn't know how to lift!"

Qi Daosan's hands flashed with golden light, and he said coldly: "The Buddha's oath, how can it be violated, and only thieves such as you dare to attack Foshan, if it is known by the Holy Lord, I am afraid that it will not be a good death!"

The two fought several times in a few breaths, and they were dazzled, making it impossible to see where they were fighting.

The Daxiong Treasure Hall was messed up into a pot of porridge before. Especially to deal with the three senior monks of Xiangguo Temple, he used six elders to use the guest kings. The remaining two guest kings were like wolves entering a flock of sheep, killing the more than 100 Arhat Realm monks who had been standing still.

Drink!

Miaoshan danced wildly with the mad magic wand in his hand.

With a huge force, the rolling Buddha power burst out from the top of the Zen staff.

directly knocked that Keqing back four or five steps.

The man looked at the Zen staff in Miaoshan's hand in shock, "What kind of Buddha weapon is this, it's terrifying!"

"Array!"

The two Keqing, who hadn't yet figured out why so many Arhat Realms had gathered here, suddenly raised their eyebrows and wanted to retreat, but they were shot down by the masters of the two Arhat Realms.

"How is that possible!"

"How did these people become so tough!"

In the Arhat Array, every attack is completed by one Arhat Realm, and the other seventeen Arhat Realm masters are connected to each other to form a combined attack. For a while, the old man in gray had no idea where to start, and was trapped in the big array.

"Damn, didn't you hit these three thieves and monks hard that day? How can it be even more powerful than that day!" These elders fought with the only three remaining members of the German character generation of Xiangguo Temple that day, but they didn't expect that when they fought again, they found that their strength had improved!

The rolling Buddha power turned into a giant palm, and the three monks agitated in their robes, and every chapter and punch was like a true Buddha descending into the world. In addition to the efficacy of the thousand-year-old Baoxin Pill, in fact, Matthew Yuan did not say that before the Daxiong Treasure Hall, there was also a Buddha power bonus, and the monks of the Third Brother Daxiangguo Temple would become more and more courageous.

"Stacking Arhats!"

Originally, the manpower of the Five Arhats Great Array only encountered the realm of two elders, so the offensive became more ferocious, forming a larger joint attack formation of thirty-six people, and in this way, the pressure on the two elders realm was even greater.

"Hmph! Dingzen Temple is destined to be a river of blood today!"

Qi Daosan looked at the mountains and fields on the side, and the monks encountered unprecedented pressure. Continuous casualties, in just half an hour, Dingchan Temple killed hundreds of monks, of course, the battalion headquarters of Guangling also paid a heavy price.

On one side is a hard fight, and on the other side is a fierce momentum.

Shen Qingming looked at the monks who were gradually being eaten, and the old tears were rampant, "Today's Buddhism is gone!"

This is already an indisputable fact.

Even if the Daxiong Treasure Hall had a slight chance of winning before and could barely hold back the royal mansion guest, it couldn't stop the monks from falling like cutting rice.

Shen Mengmeng hugged the little clam, and the big white chicken on the side watched left and right.

The feeling of helplessness made those monks and fire-headed monks who were still gathered in front of the open-air Guanyin kneel down to worship, asking the Bodhisattva to be merciful and save the Guangling Buddha.

Some old monks saw the blood-stained treasure mountain, and maybe their own Buddhist temple also experienced all kinds of things, and their own disciples also rushed to kill the temple like this, and their whole faces were tear-stained, "God don't bless me Guangling Buddhism!"

The entire Dingzen Temple was gloomy and bleak, and the killing turned this pure land into purgatory on earth.

The green ant drunkard sacrificed the new wine, fell into the mud in front of the horse, and laughed cruelly: "Mother, the Buddha is destroyed." If you have knowledge from the spring, you will be able to see it. He was in tears and laughing happily.

Boom!

Airplanes!

Suddenly there was a shocking sound of Sumeru from the top of the treasure mountain.

Everyone suddenly felt like they had been beaten on the head, stopped the killing in their hands, and looked up.