Yao Qian had just come down from the mountain to the mountainside when he heard a loud bang in his ears, as if there had been an earthquake.

His face changed slightly, and he took a deep look at the mountainside, and with a kick of his footsteps, his body had already rushed up.

Suddenly, countless fires flashed out in front of them, as bright as day, like a fire dragon.

He saw a huge temple in front of him standing on the mountainside, and the flames were continuous.

And at the gate of the temple, the gate collapsed, and the inside and outside converged.

Outside the courtyard gate, dozens of stenching monsters crowded together, roaring, and rushed in.

Inside the gate, there are a group of warrior monks waiting in battle.

These warrior monks are holding simple knives or long sticks, their bodies are strong, wearing Buddhist clothes, but with a fierce aura, seeing the monster coming, but they are not afraid at all, and the two compartments suddenly collide together, and the roars, sticks, and gold and iron clashing sound are sounded in a row.

Yao Qian was hiding on the side at this time, and he didn't act impulsively, besides, he had long wanted to borrow a knife to kill people and lead to trouble, but now it coincided with his original plan.

As for the lives of these warrior monks, who cares?

Moreover, the Buddha was willing to cut meat and feed it to the eagle, to achieve others, and to tell the Buddha that I will not go to hell and who will go to hell, and these warrior monks are just practicing the true knowledge of the Buddha.

His gaze quickly detached from the warbands and placed them outside the battle circle.

In the warrior monk group, the three middle-aged male monks with ring scars on their heads did not move, but just folded their hands and chanted something in their mouths, but the distance was too far away, and he didn't know clearly, but he thought it should be a superordinate scripture or something.

On the monster's side, there were also two people who didn't move, one of them was the handsome young man he felt in great danger at the beginning, and there was a child, but with his back to him, he couldn't see his appearance clearly.

However, he could feel that this child's figure was the leader of the monsters, and even the handsome young man was standing sideways beside him, and his momentum was invisibly weaker.

"There are even more powerful monsters than that handsome young man, and I don't know what kind of cultivation it is?"

Yao Qian's face was grim, his eyes wandered over the two people, and suddenly the child's figure turned his head abruptly and looked towards him, with a trace of doubt and suspicion on his face.

Thankfully, he was not slow to react, and he hid sideways in the darkness without letting him notice.

But he saw that the figure in the shape of the child was a child, but it was a dwarf.

The protruding mouth is pointed, the frontal bone is protruding, and the face is sharp, especially his eyes, the pitch-black pupils occupy two-thirds of the entire eye, and only a little bit of the whites of the eyes can be seen, which looks particularly terrifying.

"What's the matter, second master?"

The handsome young man saw the dwarf Lao Huang's actions and asked suspiciously.

"It seems that some eyes are looking at us again, but they don't find anything. ”

The dwarf Lao Huang was also a little puzzled, and said with a deep expression, then turned his head and continued.

"Maybe the beast sensed the smell of blood and was drawn over. ”

The handsome young man's eyes moved slightly, but he nodded and said.

"Blood-stricken beasts, these beasts are lucky, and they have a mouthful of hot soup after us. ”

After a few words, the two turned around and continued to watch the battle in the battle circle.

At this time, there was another scene in the battle circle, there were already more than a dozen bald monks in monk's clothes lying on the ground, and the corpses of the monsters were only a few of them, for a while these monsters had the upper hand, and the warrior monks of the Lanshan Temple who were impacting continued to retreat in small steps

But it is just a retreat, from Yao Gan's point of view, these warrior monks did not have the slightest intention of retreating, but the battle intent on their faces seemed to be even more crazy, and the stick and knife techniques were constantly waving out, as if they were crazy like demons.

And there is not the slightest fear on the faces of these warrior monks, even if these monsters all show inhuman horror one by one, as well as the hideous stainless steel mouthparts, constantly killing their companions and brothers, these warrior monks still did not make a noise, all the warrior monks seemed to be hypnotized, even if they couldn't kill each other, they still died generously, one after another.

"Sure enough, with faith, it becomes different. ”

Yao Qian watched in the darkness and muttered.

If this is put on their bodies, it is absolutely impossible, and if they injure three adult horses, they will have to be scattered, and the wolves will run suddenly, and they wish that their parents had two more legs.

Of course, tonight's blocking battle is different, firstly, the battle happened in a hurry, and death was a matter of an instant, and there was no time for them to escape, and secondly, there were pursuers in front of them, and the back road was blocked, and they could only wait for others to leave.

It's just that they didn't support it until that time, and they had already been killed by monsters and turned into dried corpses.

Yao Qian stayed on the side and watched coldly, the life and death of others could not cause fluctuations in his mood at all, and death bloomed the most vivid blood-colored flowers at this moment.

Seeing the fall of one life after another, Yao Qian unexpectedly found that this Lanshan Temple was indeed as Lao Wang said, rich in heritage, and the sword techniques and stick techniques displayed by the warrior monks were at least third-rate or more martial arts, and there were several types of sword techniques alone, which made him salivate.

And at this time, seeing that the warrior monks on their side kept dying, the three middle-aged monks finally couldn't help it, and they didn't read the scriptures in their mouths, and their hands held the knives and sticks, and they shouted a few times, and went to the battle circle.

Yao Qian immediately found that these three senior monks really deserved to be the best among the warrior monks, and the stick and knife techniques were superb, and they lifted their weights like light, like antelope hanging horns, although they were not yet to the realm of his control of the Five Tigers Broken Door Knife, but they were not far away.

Moreover, their cultivation is even more profound, and every move they make will cause the air to make a 'bang' explosion, as if they have been exploded in an instant.

A slash slashed at the monster, splitting it in half from its life, sending out a heart-rending roar and roar.

However, these three monks did not have the slightest mercy, but killed more and more bravely, and in the blink of an eye, five or six monsters were killed.

Seeing this scene, the young man couldn't help it first, and when he stepped out, he was about to do it.

But the old man in the yellow robe grabbed him, and said with a gloomy face: "This should be the strongest master of this broken temple, and those who dare to kill us must pay a heavy price, so that these meat sheep understand that if they resist us, not only will they die, but even their legal system will be destroyed." ”

As soon as he said that, his body scurried, and he saw a yellow shadow flickering out, but in the blink of an eye, he came to the front of the three high monks, and at the same time, with a small slap of his palm, it was imprinted on the chest of the deputy head of the Warrior Monk Academy in front of him.