The other four hurriedly followed.

Coming to the depths of the bamboo forest, two tall figures appeared in front of several people, and several people immediately hid, secretly observing the two figures.

One of them was a big bald scoop, and his shiny head was particularly conspicuous in the moonlight, and several people quickly recognized this person, it was the abbot of Baixiao Temple, Fang Jue.

The man standing opposite Fang Jue was hidden under a black robe all over, and he was also wearing a hat on his head, so he couldn't see what he looked like at all.

Fang Jue kept turning the Buddha beads in his hand, silently reciting the scriptures in his mouth.

The black-robed man snorted coldly and said, "Did I say you can stop pretending?" You have no less debt for human life than I do, and no matter how much you recite the Buddha, you will only go to hell. ”

"What does it have to do with putting down the butcher's knife and becoming a Buddha on the ground? Moreover, as long as there is a Buddha in the heart, it will be the same wherever you go after death. ”

The black-robed man said impatiently, "Okay! I'm not here to hear what you say, hurry up and hand over the things. As long as you hand it over, I will leave your Baixiao Temple immediately, everyone is a colleague, I don't want to make it too ugly. ”

Fang Jue recited the sentence of Amitabha Buddha and said, "Zhang Li, after so many years, you still can't let go?" ”

Zhang Li sneered and said, "The enemy of destroying the country, I can't let go of it if you can let it go!" You eat fasting and chanting Buddha here, okay, whatever you want. But you've got to give me that thing. ”

"Zhang Li, I understand your feelings, but I will never hand over that thing to you, I can't let you create killing karma again, and finally fall into the point of no return. Listen to my advice and let those girls go. ”

"Don't talk nonsense to Lao Tzu! Since you won't hand it over, I'll have to grab it! ”

Zhang Li said, the whole person rose into the air, and kicked his legs towards Fang Jue.

Fang Jue sighed, recited Amitabha Buddha again, the Buddha bead in his hand stopped turning, and raised his hand to block Zhang Li's several chain kicks.

After blocking the chain kicks, Fang Jue grabbed Zhang Li's leg and threw it out, Zhang Li hurriedly adjusted his body and fell to the ground.

"Do we have to do that?"

"If you don't give me something, you should know that this will happen. Don't talk nonsense, thirty years have passed, let me see how much your kung fu has improved? ”

Zhang Li kicked off a thick bamboo beside him, picked it up with both hands, and swept towards Fang Jue.

Fang Jue's eyes changed instantly, turning into a pair of eyes full of fighting intent, which were almost like two people who were gentle with him before.

He grabbed the bamboo from under his armpit, then broke the bamboo in half with a punch, and then rushed towards Zhang Li with an arrow step.

Zhang Li withdrew the bamboo and pushed it towards Fang Jue's chest.

Fang Jue stretched out his hand and pressed his palm against the bamboo, and then suddenly exerted force, and the entire bamboo immediately fell apart.

Zhang Li hurriedly took a few steps back, and before he could catch his breath, Fang Jue arrived in front of him and punched out.

Zhang Li immediately raised his hand to grasp Fang Jue's fist, then twisted his arm to the side, and grabbed Fang Jue's heart with his other hand in the shape of a tiger's claw, and the latter immediately reached out and grabbed his wrist.

"Brother, what should we do now? Do you want to go out and help that old monk? Feng Yun'er looked at Feng Zimo.

Feng Zimo said: "No, look at your skills, that monk is not an idle person, let them play for a while, and then we will go out later." What do you mean? In the last sentence, Feng Zimo said it to Lie Rufang.

"The idea of humility is the same as that of a general, those two people are not general, and they don't know what will happen if they intervene rashly, and now it's better to sit on the mountain and watch the tiger fight."

At the same time as Feng Zimo and the others were talking in a low voice, Fang Jue was already inseparable from Zhang Li, the two of them were going back and forth, and their movements were so close that they couldn't see clearly.

Zhang Li kicked at the vital point below Fang Jue, and Fang Jue hurriedly pressed down with both hands to block Zhang Li's feet.

"Since you have chosen to serve the Buddha, why do you care about this?"

Zhang Li suddenly rose into the air, his body came into the air, and his legs were like scissors clamping towards Fang Jue's neck.

Fang Jue immediately grabbed his ankle and shook it hard, directly throwing Zhang Li out, and after breaking a few bamboos, Zhang Li slammed it on the ground, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

"Amitabha! Zhang Li, you are no longer my opponent, stop it, it's not too late to wake up. ”

Zhang Li got up, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with the back of his hand, and said, "You traitor is not qualified to teach me a lesson!" I have written down this account today, and I will pay it back a hundred times in the future! ”

Zhang Li said, turned around and was about to leave.

Fang Jue sighed, clasped his hands together, and closed his eyes: "The sea of suffering is endless, why should you be obsessed with ......it?"

Before Fang Jue could finish speaking, his voice stopped abruptly, because he felt a very strong pain, he opened his eyes and saw that a dart was stuck in his stomach, and black blood was constantly pouring out.

"You!"

Zhang Li sneered and said, "Are you stupid to be a vegetarian?" You can't slack off until the enemy leaves, you won't forget, right? ”

Fang Jue pulled out the dart on his stomach, and at this time his lips had turned black and purple, and he covered his stomach: "The dart is poisonous!" ”

"That's right, and it's highly toxic. Even the strongest martial arts person will only need a moment to go to Hades, but I have the antidote here, and I will save your life if you hand over the things, how about it? ”

Fang Jue smiled and said, "In my life, I have killed so many people, I have long known that I will not have a good end, and I am not afraid of death for a long time." You want that, dream. ”

"That's good! See if it's your hard mouth or your life? ”

Zhang Li walked towards Fang Jue, and at this moment, a dart suddenly shot over, forcing him back.

It was Feng Yun'er who made the shot.

The four people other than Feng Yun'er surrounded Zhang Li, and Lie Rufang showed the waist card of the Night Walking Division, and said, "Come with me." ”

Zhang Li didn't answer Lie Ru's words, he turned around, a large number of darts flew out, and the four of them hurriedly dodged, and Zhang Li took the opportunity to perform light skills and escaped.

Lie Ruming showed a reluctant expression on his face: "The boiled duck just flies!" ”

"Brother, Sister Lie, come quickly! He's dying. Feng Yun'er's voice sounded.

At this time, Fang Jue had already fallen to the ground, his face was pale, and his pulse and heartbeat were getting weaker and weaker.

At this time, the four of them walked over, and Feng Yun'er also squatted down and said, "Master, how are you?" ”

Hearing Feng Yun'er call himself a master, Fang Jue smiled self-deprecatingly: "Where am I a master?" Just a murderer who atonemented for his sins. ”

Lie Ruming said indifferently: "What the hell is going on? What is the true identity of you and the person just now? ”