Volume 1: Bear the burden of humiliation 44, escape

"Ahem...... No...... It couldn't be ......."

Zen Master Zhixin vomited blood in a big gulp, looked down at his chest, and his breath quickly decayed.

Obviously, I can't make it.

"Abbot!"

The warrior monks below who were still fighting with Lan Qi couldn't help but exclaim in surprise when they saw this scene.

The movements in his hands couldn't help but pause, and there were flaws in the formation.

They would pause, but Lan Qi wouldn't.

Taking advantage of the pause in the formation, he swept away the warrior monks who were blocking him and rushed towards the bottom of the thousand mountains.

When the warrior monks came back to their senses and wanted to intercept Lan Qi, Lan Qi had already run away, so how could he have a chance?

Lan Qi could still hear the shouts in the temple from a distance, shook his head, and said in his heart that he had lost a little bit this time, not only did he not catch anything, but he also lost his family.

Descending the mountain, Lan Qi sat down directly in front of a small river and began to reflect on today's events.

Although his battle was still a bit difficult, Lan Qi still felt that something was wrong.

"It stands to reason that this thousand mountains were also a famous temple in the Northeast, and the power must be good. Today, it seems that it is a bit unworthy of the name. There are only a few dozen monks in the monastery, and although it is difficult, there are no ones who have brought it to the table. ”

"If you have this kind of strength, how can you afford such a big hat? Is it ......?"

A guess crept up into Lan Qi's mind.

"What a wicked obstacle, killing the contemporary abbot of my Thousand Buddha Temple, he still dares to wander in my thousand mountains, is it really my Buddha Sect that no one cares about?"

Suddenly, there was an earth-shattering roar from the mountains and forests, which seemed to have the power of thunder and the ability to shock the mind.

The secret art of Buddhism roars like a lion!

Fortunately, Lan Qi has a strong physique, and he practices the ancient method of tuna day and night, and the double resistance is already stacked at the current stage, and he was roared by the lion's roar, but he only lost his mind slightly, and it did not have much impact.

"This strength is far from being comparable to that Zhixin Zen Master, at least it is also a fourth-level peak, and it is not an ordinary fourth-level peak!"

In an instant, Lan Qi judged the strength of the person.

With such strength, he will go all out, and he will have to deal with it for a while, not to mention, who knows if there will be a second one?

Even if there is no second one, those warrior monks on the mountain come down and form a formation to contain him, but it is not easy for him to get out today.

A few seconds later, a middle-aged monk walked out of the dense forest.

He was dressed in a red robe, and his two thick black eyebrows were thick and long, like two large black insects, entrenched on the brow bone.

His face was majestic, like an angry-eyed King Kong descending into the world, and at a glance, he knew that this person was not as easy to get along with as the Zhixin Zen Master.

"Who are you, report your name!"

Seeing that there was only one person on the other side, Lan Qi felt a little relieved, and after a while, he tried his strength, and then retreated.

"The first seat of the Dharma Academy in this seat, Yuan Ming, evil obstacles, seeing that this seat is here, why don't you quickly tie it down?"

But it was another lion's roar.

"Damn, this bald donkey doesn't talk about martial arts, he loves to engage in sneak attacks!"

Lan Qi took a sip, the operation of the ancient method of tuna did not let this Yuan Ming treacherous plan succeed.

"Come and don't be rude!"

Lan Qi is not the kind of casual person who can handle it, he snorted coldly, Lu Bu was already wearing it on his body, and he was close to holding Fang Tian's halberd.

"Hmph, carving insect skills, dare to get an axe? Let's look at my Buddhism secret technique and vigorously smash the stele! ”

A trace of disdain flashed in Yuan Ming's eyes, the Buddha power in his hand operated, and a huge palm print detached from his palm, and suppressed it towards Fang Tian's halberd from top to bottom.

The palm print was obviously an illusory thing, and it fell on the Fang Tian Painting Halberd, but there was a huge force, rushing up along the Fang Tian Painting Halberd.

"Humph!"

Although Lan Qi was a little surprised in his heart, he still snorted coldly, and shook Fang Tian's halberd, dissolving the huge force.

The methods of Buddhism are the weirdest way of cultivation that Lan Qi has ever seen.

For now, he had seen the methods of the supernatural and the methods of the mechanics, but the two ways of cultivation were completely different from those of the Buddhas, or rather, the methods of the Buddhas were more sophisticated.

"It's worthy of being a great sect that has been inherited for thousands of years and hasn't died, and the means are really clever, but it's not enough to take me down like this!"

Lan Qi manipulated Lu Bufei to step forward, and Fang Tian painted the halberd dance in the whirring wind, splashing water and not entering.

Splitting and stabbing all kinds of ways are used, but there is no way to do it.

The Dharma Academy is a department with the highest combat power of Buddhism, and this Yuan Ming is one of the predecessors, and all kinds of secret techniques are absolutely at your fingertips.

To tell the truth, Lan Qi was very aggrieved.

Of course, this is not without its benefits.

Although he couldn't help Yuan Ming for a while, the other party couldn't do anything about him.

Under the stalemate between the two phases, Lan Qi's combat experience was gradually rising, his combat consciousness was more active, and Fang Tian's halberd was more handy to use.

Lan Qi's little changes all fell in Yuan Ming's eyes.

But there was nothing he could do.

Lan Qi's trickiness was far beyond his imagination.

Gradually, Lan Qi controlled the rhythm of the battle, and Yuan Ming was gradually restrained by Lan Qi.

It's just that Lan Qi wants to win, but it's impossible.

"I can't delay any longer, if I come down from the mountain to help, I will definitely fall into the wind, and if I don't die, I will fall into their hands, and then life and death will be out of my hands."

Among the mechas, Lan Qi's eyes flickered, quickly analyzed the situation, and planned the retreat route in his mind.

Soon, a new route appeared in Lan Qi's heart.

"East!"

Tiesha Mountain is roughly due east of Qianshan.

No matter how troublesome these monks of Qianshan are, they don't dare to break into the black mother's dojo to be presumptuous, otherwise no matter how good-tempered the black mother is, she will level the thousand mountains with one palm and destroy them.

As for why not go north, it's actually quite simple.

In the direction of the north of the thousand mountains, it must be close to Sakura.

The people of this Buddhist sect can be safe and sound on the thousand mountains, and they must be inseparable from the saddle market.

If the other party notifies the Protoss of Anshi to chase and intercept him, it will be very difficult for Lan Qi to escape from here.

If you can't say it, you have to use the pendant given to him by your mother that day.

Although this is a danger, it is too big for an existence like Black Mother.

After planning everything, Lan Qi stopped pestering, made a false move, jumped out of the battle circle, and directly drove Lu Bu to a low altitude.

When Lu Bu reached the fourth level, he already had the ability to float in the air, and his speed was not slow.

Although Yuan Ming also has the ability to float in the air, how can he be faster than the speed of the mecha?

He could only watch as the distance between Lan Qi and him widened.

"Whew, this time it's really too risky."

Two hours later, Lan Qi stopped at the foot of Tiesha Mountain, and his heart palpitated.

In just two or three months, Lan Qi has changed from an ordinary person with nothing to a fourth-level powerhouse, and his mood will inevitably not be able to keep up and become fluttering.