"Shoot the arrows!"

Tan Dongyao doesn't care what kind of monk you are a monk or not.

Those who obstruct the extermination of the Xianxia faction are the accomplices of the Xianxia faction, and they should all be killed!

Syllable! Syllable! Syllable!

A chord sounded.

At the same time, the rain of arrows pierced the sky, and the black sky attacked the monk.

"Amitabha."

The monk clasped his hands together and recited the Buddha's name again.

In an instant, the true qi around his body was released violently, forming a huge wall of true qi in front of him.

When the arrows were missed, they were all sunk into it, like cattle in a quagmire, unable to move.

For a while, all the arrows were missed, densely embedded in the long wall of true qi, and they did not move at all.

If a person with a dense phobia sees it, his scalp immediately goes numb.

Lu Sheng was shocked.

This kind of method is different from the present, and the strength of this monk in front of him must be extraordinary.

Just when the audience was shocked.

The monk moved.

His slightly narrowed eyes suddenly opened.

The Buddha beads on his chest were lifted by the waves of qi, and the long wall of true qi seemed to have thousands of wriggling tentacles, turning all the arrows out of direction and towards Lu Sheng's side.

Lu Sheng had an ominous premonition in his heart.

Looking at the constantly trembling arrows, his eyelids jumped, and he suddenly thought of something, and shouted at the members of the Hidden Sword Division behind him:

"Defense!"

With a roar of filial piety.

Almost as soon as the members of the Tibetan Sword Division released their true qi and were about to resist, the arrow in front of the monk missed, and suddenly it scurried, shooting towards Lu Sheng's side.

Lu Sheng did not hesitate at all, and his true anger was reluctantly launched.

Dozens of arrows that were facing him missed, were scattered by the true qi, and fell to the ground weakly.

The other members of the Tibetan Sword Division, because of Lu Sheng's reminder, had also been prepared, and in the face of the missed arrows, except for a few people who were injured, no one died.

However, the local officers and soldiers in Hangzhou did not have such good luck.

They never imagined that the arrow that was shot would be able to bounce back.

For a time, the officers and soldiers in the front row were recruited one after another.

If you're lucky, you'll just be shot through the arm or thigh.

If you are unlucky, you will either have a cold heart and a flying heart, or you will have an arrow through your neck.

In a few breaths, the officers and men were killed and wounded.

Lu Sheng glanced at it, estimating that there were more than a thousand people who died, and even more who were seriously injured.

His face was cold, he pulled out the plum warbler, and stared at the monk in front of him.

I thought that the Xianxia faction would be better to win, but I didn't expect to encounter a hard stubble.

"Bald donkey! Who are you? Actually obstructing the affairs of the imperial court! Believe it or not, punish your nine clans! ”

Holding Mei Ying in his hand, Lu Shengjian pointed at the monk in front of him and asked.

"Amitabha."

The monk recited the Buddha's name, with a peaceful face, and said,

"The monks are compassionate, if they punish the poor monks and the nine clans, they can calm the anger of the adults and let Xianxia send a horse, why not?"

"Joke!"

Lu Sheng roared.

"Compassion? You see, this is the compassion of your monks? ”

He asked, pointing to the dead and wailing officers and soldiers.

The monk was stunned, and a look of confusion appeared in his eyes.

According to his thoughts, only those who miss the arrow should not be killed.

How could there be so many deaths and injuries?

Thinking of this, the monk's face appeared guilty, he folded his hands, recited the Buddha's name, and said:

"Amitabha, the poor monk doesn't want to kill more, this time it's the poor monk's fault."

"The Buddha once cut meat to feed the eagle, you killed so many people, should you repay it one by one!"

"How to pay it back?"

"You kill a thousand people, let me wait in and kill a thousand people, can you?"

"No."

"That's what you mean by mercy?"

"The poor monk doesn't want to kill more."

"Then receive my thousand swords!"

Lu Sheng roared.

Let the bald donkey say anything, and make it clear that he doesn't want to give face.

Since you don't give face, then fuck him!

In front of Lu Sheng's eyes, a message of goodwill appeared.

Through the news of the decline in favorability, he finally knew who the person in front of him was.

Fang Sheng!

Smiling proud in the rivers and lakes, the second master of Shaolin Temple.

But in this comprehensive martial arts world, Fang Sheng's strength in Shaolin Temple should be relatively low.

Fang Sheng didn't expect Lu Sheng to make such an excessive request, shaking his head and refusing:

"The adult's request is too unreasonable, and the poor monk will not accept it."

He looked at Lu Sheng with a look of displeasure in his eyes.

He traveled down the mountain, and met people from the Xianxia faction who went to Shaolin Temple to ask for help, saying that the head of the dead wood was seriously injured and wanted to ask the people of Shaolin Temple to heal.

Thinking that the Deadwood Master was out of the same family, and it was for his brother's sake, he came over to heal the Deadwood.

I never thought that I had only arrived today, and before I had healed, I encountered a large number of people in the imperial court, wanting to destroy the Xianxia faction.

Helpless, Fang Sheng chose to stand up.

So there was this scene in front of me.

Seeing that Lu Sheng wanted to go up, Ruthless said coldly:

"He'll give it to me."

As he spoke, the wheelchair went straight to Fang Sheng.

Lu Sheng was stunned, thinking to himself, Ruthless would definitely be able to drag Fang Sheng and take advantage of this opportunity to destroy the Xianxia Sect, and when the time comes, under the siege, he may be able to give Ruthless a chance to kill Fang Sheng.

"Brothers! Above! Destroy the Xianxia faction! ”

Without hesitation, seeing the ruthless fight with Fang Sheng, Lu Sheng immediately shouted.

"Kill!"

Tens of thousands of people were swept away, and they were crushed, and the Xianxia faction killed them.

Seeing this, Fang Sheng hurriedly wanted to stop it.

However, without waiting for him to step forward to help the Xianxia faction, the ruthless was to take his shiny bald head with a sleeve arrow.

"Bald donkey, your opponent is me."

Sitting on top of the wheelchair ruthlessly, his hands waved again and again, and many hidden weapons with powerful lethality were thrown towards Fang Sheng one after another.

"The Evil God"

Feel the sense of crisis brought about by the strange "true qi" behind you.

Fang Sheng gritted his teeth and chose the latter between rescuing the Xianxia Sect and protecting his own life.

He is not a Buddha, and although he speaks the words of Buddhism, he cannot do anything to help others without regard for his own safety.

Of course, he also has a good reason in his heart: if he doesn't live, how can he redeem others?

As the true qi of the Buddha Gate erupted, he punched and kicked the ruthless hidden weapons one after another.

At the same time, the big hand reluctantly ripped off the Buddha beads.

The thread that connects the Buddha beads breaks instantly.

Dozens of Buddha beads floated behind him, like **.

With the hands folded, stepping into the sky, combined with the golden true luster, constantly rotating Buddha beads, as if the king was born.

"Humph!"

Ruthlessly snorted.

She slapped the armrest of the wheelchair abruptly, and her body suddenly rose into the air, and her legs hung down weakly, as if she were standing.

The wheelchair, which no one was sitting on, split apart, escaped behind her, forming a disc and spinning.

Seeing the scene in front of him, the corners of Fang Sheng's mouth twitched, and he exclaimed, "What a weird true qi." ”

Ruthless and indifferent, ignore it.

She staggered her hands, and in the disc behind her, sharp weapons flew out continuously.

Not to be outdone, Fang Sheng slapped one palm after another.

When the palm wind lifted the palm, the Buddha beads suspended and rotated behind him also collided.

"Boom! Rumble! Rumble! ”

Every time the two fought, it caused a violent bang.

The officers and soldiers who were not strong were even more directly swept away by the waves of the two fighting each other in the process of charging.

If you are lucky, you will land relatively steadily, and if you are unlucky, you will hit the tip of your own gun directly and die with a whimper.

Lu Sheng, who was the first to kill at the gate of the Xianxia Sect, listened to the movement, and was a little worried and ruthless.

After slashing the Xianxia Sect disciple in front of him with a sword, he hurriedly looked back.

When I saw this, I was greatly shaken.

Is this the true strength of the Jade Heng Realm!

Driver, fairy means!

And...... This is just a small fight, and now it's time to get serious!