A few days passed quickly, and Tianquan, who had recovered from his injuries, set off with a group of knights from the rivers and lakes, and the soldiers pointed directly at the Fox Immortal Tower.

Originally, according to Tianquan's thoughts, he didn't want to involve too many people in the rivers and lakes, after all, he didn't know how this group of people did martial arts, but these people who were so ambitious and striving for fame and fortune had already seen it clearly in the time they spent together in the past few days.

Although people's virtue and ability are not necessarily linked, but with such a heart, I also know that I am afraid that I will not be too proficient in the martial arts lineage, and it is estimated that it will do more harm than good with them.

It's a pity that the matter has come to this, Tianquan is not easy to persuade them to turn back, the sadness is small, the offense will be big, and when the time comes, if the friendship is not successful, he will not lift a stone to shoot himself in the foot.

What Tianquan can do now is only to ensure that these people can return safely, as a disciple of the Daomen, although he is a little careful to consume the power of Buddhism, but the righteousness in his heart is still there.

Go to the Lotus Temple Wuyin Temple to ask for help from the masters, more because there are no outstanding characters in the nearby Taoist sects, compared with the martial arts of the monks, they are afraid that they will also hit the stone with eggs, and the gains outweigh the losses.

Between thoughts, Tianquan raised his head, they had already come to the Fox Immortal Tower, he took a deep breath, put aside the superfluous thoughts in his mind, how to do it before the battle, the people of the rivers and lakes fought for one breath, he couldn't think too much about himself.

The "Love-Destroying Madman" and "Overlord Sword King Kong" who came together this time are all masters of the famous rivers and lakes, with such a powerful help, why worry about the fox fairy tower will not fall.

Tianquan and his party came to the front of the Fox Immortal Tower, stood still, and the knights of the rivers and lakes lined up stared at the flower building in front of them with unkind faces, and the girl who welcomed the guests recognized the Tsing Yi Xiaojian in the Taoist robe at a glance, and pouted her lips with disdain.

The scene of Tianquan's hurried defeat last time is still in front of me, although the other party has gathered a lot of people this time, but the Fox Immortal Building has the support of two Buddhas, so why not be afraid of these pawns.

This time, there was no need for the little guy to call for help, the bearded monk fell directly from the sky, and after a few days, the injuries on his body had scabbed, and the speed of healing was shocking.

"It's you demon again! He also called a group of minions and bald donkeys to look for death! ”

The monk seemed to have forgotten the fact that he was also a bald man, and the monk who caught the two bald monks shouted and scolded, but after his gaffe, he spoke viciously to each other, and it seemed that he was quite jealous of the Central Plains Buddhism.

Completely opposite to the monk Vajra Lingcheng, the mad monk is a kind-faced monk, he has a long white beard, although he is holding a jet-black iron pestle, but there is no half of evil between his eyebrows, only the ordinary and unwavering.

"Amitabha."

The Lingguan monk stepped forward and said: "Your Excellency the poor monk Guan is also a disciple of Buddhism, why is he in this place of red dust, outsiders, it is better to follow the poor monk to our temple to rest, discuss some Buddhist scriptures, so as not to move the sword soldiers, hurt the harmony." ”

The monk said angrily: "Are you insulting me by talking about the Dharma with you and other rebels?" Die! ”

When the words fell, the monk's hands danced like plates, and purple gold brilliance appeared from around him, and in an instant, two fist gloves covered the iron fist, accompanied by a broken drink, his body suddenly rushed forward, and he punched hard.

"Amitabha, it seems that Your Excellency has been invaded by demons, so the poor monk can only offend."

The Lingguan monk sighed, put down the erected single palm, held the iron pestle in his hand with both hands, and slowly opened his posture, and when the monk burst into front of him, he suddenly smashed down three pestles one after another, as fast as the wind, dazzling.

The monk was also surprised, and used his fists to catch the first two moves, but the third blow still really hammered him in the chest, making him snort and take half a step back.

Although the Lingguan monk looked at the kind eyebrows, but the word "crazy" in his nickname was not in vain, a pestle repelled the monk, he took advantage of the victory to pursue, and it was three or two consecutive hits, accompanied by the afterimage of black lightning, like thunder.

But the monk was not easy to deal with, after one or two losses, he immediately took precautions, and then the Lingguan monk attacked several times, and he was firmly defended.

The two fought for a while, each of them retreated three steps in a spirit, and the monk repeated his old skills, wrapped his fists with true qi, stepped on the ground with his feet, and ejected his body like a rabbit.

The Lingguan monk danced the iron pestle like a windmill, chanting the Dharma in his mouth, and under the rotation of true qi, the golden light of the Tao turned into the Dharma mantra and all the mantras were involved in the iron pestle, making the black iron pestle become golden and blooming, like the sun in hand.

The monk shouted, his fists came out together, and the Lingguan monk also waved the iron pestle forward, and the iron pestle and the fist collided together.

I only heard a loud bang, and the true qi that hit each other blew like a whirlwind within a radius of three zhang, and the true qi that touched each other was squeezed and mixed, and between the two, there seemed to be a sun wheel slowly rising.

The swirling true qi is like a whistling tornado, unmatched, accompanied by the Xiuxiu wind horn that drilled into the eardrums, forcing the heroes of the rivers and lakes behind to retreat again and again, and the wind and sand in the sky made their skin hurt.

The Lingguan monk and the monk were holding their breath, competing with each other for internal strength, and at this time they could not escape or retreat, so they had to go to the dark one way, and the situation seemed to be in a stalemate.

Tianquan frowned in the back: "I never thought that this monk Hu is not only powerful in his fists and feet, but also has such excellent internal skills, I don't know where the master is." ”

Beside Tianquan, the monk Lingcheng said in a muffled voice: "People from other countries are all evil sects, this person's martial arts seem to be righteous and solemn, but in fact, there is a faint three-point evil spirit, which is definitely not the right way." ”

Tianquan nodded as if he didn't understand, he was not a disciple of Buddhism, and he couldn't see any difference between this foreign scripture and the local Buddhism, but since Monk Lingcheng said so, he wouldn't be lost.

Tianquan looked at the two people competing for internal strength, and asked in a low voice, "Master Lingcheng, according to what you see, this monk is the opponent of Master Lingguan?" ”

Lingcheng squinted his eyes and muttered for a long time, and said: "The fist and foot kung fu of these two people is between the two of them, and the internal strength is probably not up or down, although Senior Brother Lingguan is old and his qi and blood are declining, but after all, he has been cultivating martial arts for half his life, if there is no accident, the two should be evenly divided." ”

Tianquan also bowed slightly: "That's good, although the wheel war is a bit invincible, but after all, it is for the people to eliminate harm, and I don't care about these reputations." ”

"I'm afraid...... What's going on?! Monk Lingcheng didn't finish his sentence, and suddenly heard a bell ringing in the fox fairy building, he raised his head reluctantly, and the invisible sound suddenly turned into a ghost sound asking for his life when he approached the spiritual temple, making the old monk vomit blood suddenly.

"Not good! Someone is plotting to deceive! Monk Lingcheng gritted his teeth and scolded angrily.

The sound of this bell ringing seems to be ordinary, but it is also strange, and the Lingguan monk suddenly vomited blood under the equal strength, and was found by the monk to find the opportunity, and immediately fell behind.

"The evil monk Hugh wants to hurt people with secret arrows!"

Tianquan and the others also changed their faces, and they all pulled out their weapons and flew forward, surrounding the monks, Lingcheng stepped out in one step, and slapped a palm on Lingguan's back, continuously injecting true qi into the other party's body to stabilize his body.

I saw that the monk sneered, and suddenly the bell rang loudly in the flower building, and the long ringing of four, five or six rings sounded in succession, and everyone else was unhindered, except for the Lingguan monk who fought against the monk, his face was as pale as paper, and his eyes were full of horror.

Suddenly, the Lingguan monk spurted out a mouthful of blood from the sky, the golden light on the iron pestle disappeared without a trace and became dark, and his figure was also violently shaken back, if it wasn't for Lingcheng to pull up, I was afraid that he would have rolled out a few feet away.