Brother Qin and the middle-aged man ran wildly and fled with their lives.

There was a big shock from "Peng", and the middle-aged man fell to the ground.

There was only one person left, and he didn't know that his companion had died, so he instinctively ran with all his might, regardless of east, west, north and south, only knowing that he was flying away.

Running out of a hundred and ten steps, a figure appeared in front of him, Xu Feilong released from behind the tree, blocked the way and said: "Seven of the eight people died, what face do you have to live?"

Brother Qin's heart was broken, but there was no hope of escaping, so he had to fight, pulled away from the horse and stood down the door, stretched out his sword and shouted: "You go up, let's fight with you." ”

"Hmph, you're also worthy, your surname?"

"The surname is Qin. ”

"You're a friend of Yunmo Shuangqi?"

"Yes, Qin is proud to have this kind of friend. ”

"Well, then, you're dying in the twilight. ”

"It doesn't matter if you die well or not. ”

"Monk Xiao wants you guys to intercept me along the way?"

"I don't answer your questions. ”

"I don't need your answers. ”

"Huh!" Brother Qin shouted angrily, approaching to summon a letter like a spirit snake, and actually attacked people with sword qi, the fire was not bad, and he must have worked hard.

Xu Feilong stood still and snorted coldly.

Brother Qin's heart was empty, and when the tip of the sword was less than a palm away from Xu Feilong's chest, he suddenly couldn't hold his breath and took Zuoyue.

"I don't have enough guts. Xu Feilong said coldly.

Brother Qin gritted his teeth, swung his sword straight up again, and shouted violently, attacking as many as five swords in a row, gritting his teeth and desperately.

Xu Feilong stood in place, the tiger's body twisted lightly, and a sword was about to pierce his chest, and when Xu Feilong twisted, the sword fell into the air and slid through, in vain. The five swords were exhausted, and Xu Feilong grabbed the sword blade with his backhand, and sneered: "You are really a waste." ”

"Hey......" Brother Qin screamed in pain, the five fingers of the hand holding the sword were cracked, the palm was fractured, and he was shocked and fell to the ground.

The sword in Xu Feilong's hand shattered into a hundred and ten pieces and fell into the grass.

This person really has a kind of desire to survive, and he turns over and runs away, like a fish that has slipped through the net.

Running inside and out, Fang dared to look back, hugged his right arm and said with a dejected face: "Fortunately, I escaped from the clutches of this god of death." ”

When the voice fell, he suddenly heard a cold snort clearly in his ears, his hair stood on end, and he turned his head and ran wildly again. This time I didn't dare to look back. Rushed to Hongshan Temple. Seeing the deserted temple gate, he was distracted, and cried out in pain: "Death is coming!"

In the shouting, he ran hard, less than a hundred steps away from the temple gate, exhausted, stepped into the air, and fell to the ground and fainted.

The bells and drums in the temple rang in unison, and more than ten monks poured out, carrying him into the temple with seven hands and eight feet, and the temple door was re-covered.

The sun is at its peak, and noon is approaching.

Xu Feilong has since had another nickname: "Death".

Shortly after Xu Feilong left the hut scene, seven bodies were found by people who had arrived from Dongshan Village.

Xu Feilong deliberately let go of a person, wanting to use this person to spread terrifying information, Xu Feilong achieved his goal, and Hongshan Temple was covered with a miserable cloud.

The bell in front of the main hall rang out the sound of the midday bell. The majestic bell tower of Fucheng also happens to send a faint bell to the wind.

As soon as the bell rang at noon, Xu Feilong, the god of death who was seeking revenge, came outside the closed temple gate.

No one greeted Xu Feilong, and it stands to reason that the monk should greet guests outside the temple gate.

Xu Feilong stepped on the steps, stretched out his hand to push the door, and the door closed tightly.

"Open the door. Xu Feilong knocked on the door and shouted.

No one answered, Xu Feilong snorted and said, "These people are really stupid, do you think that if you close the door, it will be too peaceful?"

Xu Feilong stepped back from the steps, glanced at the two-story tall Four King Kongs outside the mountain gate, and approached the first King Kong on the right hehe sneered:

"What are you doing with your eyebrows raised and staring, trying to scare me?"

Xu Feilong grabbed King Kong's foot, shouted, and slammed it.

King Kong's mud tires were cracked, exposing the wooden frame, he pulled it again, King Kong fell down with a bang, Xu Feilong arrived in front of the second King Kong, grinned and said, "Pour it for me." ”

With his hand on King Kong's foot, he slammed out one shoulder.

There was a big earthquake of "Peng", King Kong fell to the courtyard wall, the sky shook and the earth shook, and the courtyard wall fell about three zhang.

Xu Feilong clapped his hands, walked to the first King Kong on the left, and laughed: "King Kong is angry, so he subdues the four demons, and the Bodhisattva lowers his eyes, so there are six paths of compassion." It's all rubbish, and I'm going to sweep it all away for you today. Hahaha!"

Just as he was about to start, the temple door burst open.

"My Buddha is merciful! Donor, please be merciful. An old monk who came out first clasped his palms and shouted.

The old monk has long eyebrows like snow, his face is full of wrinkles, his figure is tall and thin, and he wears a big red robe. The treasure is solemn, and it does have the spirit of a monk.

In the back, eight monks came out, dressed in one color and with bright robes.

Xu Feilong stopped and looked up, and sneered: "I thought you guys didn't come out, and they were about to put a wildfire." ”

The nine monks calmly walked down the steps, the wings of the geese spread out, and they folded their palms and lowered their eyebrows and recited the Buddha's name, and it was clear at a glance that they did not intend to use force.

The old monk clasped his palms together and bowed his head solemnly: "The donor is angry, please take a break from the thunder, the old man's virtue is not enough to receive the donor, but he is the abbot of the temple, I have to ask the root cause of the donor's anger, please tell me." ”

"You are the abbot of Hongshan Temple, which is very good. ”

"The old man is dust-free. ”

"I, Xu Feilong. I sent someone to read the book the night before, has the abbot received it?"

"Oh! it turned out to be Xu Shizhu......"

"Don't talk nonsense! You are knowingly asking, I don't know what the conspiracy is, let's say. ”

"The benefactor's letter is addressed to the monk Zhiyuan of this temple. ”

"Not bad. ”

"The old man has already handed over the letter to ......"

"Why didn't he come?"

"He lives in the vegetable garden of the temple in the north. ”

"Huh, he's not coming?"

He waited for the benefactor in the garden. ”

"Okay, I'll go find him. ”

"Wait, the donor destroyed the temple gate for no reason, King Kong ......"

"Hmph! In my letter, Zhiyuan was asked to meet at the temple gate, but he dared not come, and your temple closed the mountain gate and did not send anyone to explain, which cannot be blamed on me. ”

Wuchen lowered his face and said, "The donor has a grudge against Zhiyuan, and he shouldn't be angry with our temple, right?"

"You're going to reason with me?"

That's exactly what it means. ”

"Yunmo Shuangqi didn't reason with me. ”

"This temple has nothing to do with Yunmo Shuangqi. ”

"That's your wishful thinking. ”

"The donor is too ......"

"Don't talk nonsense, it's already cheap for you today. ”

"The old man is not talented, and he can't bear it. ”

"It seems that you don't talk about compassion enough, so you want to use force against me, right? Why didn't you say it earlier? I can't ask for it. ”

The dustless abbot waved his hand to order the monks to retreat, and sneered: "If the donor is not responsible for compensating for the loss of this temple, the old man has no choice but to ask you to send the official for treatment." ”

Xu Feilong sneered and shouted with his hands behind his back, "So, what are you waiting for?"

"The old man is offended. ”

"Let's go!"

The dustless abbot set up the door and said: "The old man is forced to take action, and all the consequences are borne by the old man, and it has nothing to do with the other monks in the temple, I hope the donor will understand." ”

"If the rest of your temple doesn't make a move, I'll let them go. But in the front, the gentleman first and then the villain, as long as anyone dares to hand over the claws, don't blame me for being ruthless. ”

"Old ......"

"Less nonsense. ”

The dustless abbot couldn't bear it, and with a Buddha call, he slapped it with a palm.

Xu Feilong took a step to the left and stretched out his hand to give a palm back

The two sides politely coped with three moves, and the dustless abbot moved to the next head, his robe shook without wind, and shouted: "Lao Na is presumptuous." In the midst of the cheers, he rubbed his body straight up and reached in with one palm.

Xu Feilong stretched out his hand and snorted coldly.

Dustless palm power, with the deep internal force of Buddhism, this palm can not see the power, dark strength and body, the strength of the hair, the palm is still two meters away from his chest, the internal strength has been like a torrent.

"Peng!" the air flow exploded, and the energy dispersed.

Xu Feilong stood like a mountain and sneered: "Your palm power, the heat is not enough." ”

Wuchen was shocked, stepped into a half-step and shouted, "Take another palm!"

Step one step and spit out almost snugly.

Xu Feilong's waist twisted, his right palm obliquely pointed obliquely, and his feet still left the same place, brushing the old monk's palm to prevent the palm from being compacted.

"Peng!" the air flow detonated like thunder, the wind dispersed, and the air flow dispersed and roared.

The dustless abbot floated eight feet diagonally, swept out diagonally, and blurted out, "How is it possible?"

Xu Feilong's body flickered, but his feet did not leave the place, his face sank, and he said: "Your palm power is indeed extraordinary, no wonder you dare to speak wildly." Okay, you're careful. ”

The dustless abbot just made it not an ordinary palm method, but the Bazhi Luo palm, which is the Sanskrit language of Buddhism, which means King Kong, that is, the Vajra palm, is the Buddhism's demon subjugation, vigorous and fierce, indestructible, and terrifyingly powerful, even if it is only practiced to two percent of the fire, it can also be cracked within three meters to open the stele, and the person who practices this kind of majestic and domineering palm power, talent, teachers, and acquired efforts are very important, and must first practice the authentic Buddhist Qigong, plus the foundation of meditation that has been introduced, before you can start practicing. The heat is practiced to fifty percent, the masculinity on the surface has disappeared and transformed, the strength and body are bursting, the power is doubled, and there is no sound when the palm is released, and it is often mistaken for a soft palm by the other party.

The old monk's vajra palm has already been seven or eight percent hot, and he has already practiced to the realm of rigidity and softness, and he came up with the idea of using this kind of mastery to strike a thunderous blow at Xu Feilong, and he has already moved the killing machine just now.

How do you know that Xu Feilong showed that he was fearless, but in his heart, he didn't dare to be careless about this old monk, he was wary, and took action in time to draw away the old monk's palm force, and used the force to make the palm force retort in the oblique direction, and the old monk was shocked to fly out in the oblique direction, avoiding the crisis of the palm force countershock.

The dustless abbot's face changed greatly, and the vajra palm was broken, and he secretly complained in his heart, and said stubbornly: "Lao Na is waiting for advice." ”

Xu Feilong suddenly rushed forward, faster than the lightning flash, and with a flick of his backhand, he shot closely.

The dustless abbot didn't dare to take it, and hurriedly jumped eight feet to the left.

Xu Feilong rushed forward like a shadow, and pulled out a palm.

The dustless abbot didn't know that the direction was wrong when he dodged just now, and flashed to the side of the eight monks, but he still didn't dare to take the move at this time, and he swept away obliquely.

Oops, the two monks behind him suddenly screamed, and they fell to the ground with two "bangs", struggling to get up. The two monks were more than three meters away from Xu Feilong, and they were knocked over by the terrible palm wind.

The dustless abbot was shocked and screamed in pain: "Stop!"

Xu Feilong took a breath, shook his head and said, "Old monk, you can't blame me. ”

"You ......"

"Why don't you accept it? If it affects the monks of your monastery, the fault can only be yours. ”

"Your power is already amazing, and your palm power should be able to send and receive from the heart. ”

"I've already collected my strength, but I didn't expect the people in your temple to be so bad. A little wind blew over. ”

"You! You just accidentally injured the two of Lao Wei's junior brothers. ”

"Hmph, take a closer look for yourself, are they hurt? I think I'm scared. ”

The dustless abbot looked over and saw that the two monks were really scared of themselves. Soon realized that he was not injured.

The dustless abbot didn't feel that his old face was red, and he said embarrassedly: "You go! ”

Xu Feilong glanced at him, sneered, and said, "If I haven't seen Monk Xiao, I won't leave." ”

"He's waiting for you in the garden. ”

Xu Feilong glanced at the two monks who had not yet gotten up, a little disdainful, so he said: "I'll go to him, I can't find anyone, and I'll settle accounts with you when I come back." ”

After saying that, head north along the trail.

The dustless abbot waited until his figure disappeared into the distance, and shouted to his companion: "Ring the bell, inform Zhiyuan to be careful, sound the drum, and order the surrounding donors to retreat quickly, so as not to lose their lives in vain." ”

It turned out that there were many people lurking in the grass and trees around the temple. They all hid and watched the battlefield, and as soon as the old abbot made a noise, they would rush up. But the abbot of Wuchen knows the stakes, and besieging Xu Feilong is tantamount to driving sheep and fighting tigers, there is no one who can take over the next palm, and it is useless if there are too many people, so he does not dare to call these people out to die.

Xu Feilong, who was far away from inside and outside, heard the sound of bells and drums, and said to himself: "The old thief has already sent the news, I have to hurry up." ”

Xu Feilong's feet tightened, faster than the lightning star flying.

The vegetable garden is in sight, two thatched huts are built alone in the middle, in front of the thatched huts, the smiling monk with a round face and a smile on his face, sitting on a bench, under the scorching sun, sweat on his bald head, scarring and shining, grabbing a dog's leg in one hand, holding a wine gourd in the other, and watching Xu Feilong striding forward.

When he got closer, the monk pointed to the scorching sun above his head with his dog's legs, and laughed: "Hahahaha! How about a sip of old wine and two mouthfuls of dog meat? Haha!"

Xu Feilong approached, stood with his elbows folded, and said with a smile: "Hehe! Hehe, you're a laughing monk, aren't you?"

"Haha! Who around me doesn't know that I'm a wine-meat-laughing monk?"

"Hehe! Since you have tasted wine and meat, why do you wear a robe? Selling dog meat on a sheep's head, deceiving the world and stealing your name, and defiling the Buddha's door?"

"Haha! You should know that there are many advantages to being a monk, one is not to pay for food, the second is not to pay for labor, the third is not afraid of no food and clothing, and the fourth is not to ......."

"Hehe! Forget it, I'll tell you for you, the four are not afraid of killing people to pay for their lives. ”

"Not bad, haha!"

"That's the joke, hehe! Where is Yunmo Shuangqi right now?"

"Haha! You should know. Yunlei is in Hangu Pass, and Mofei is in Gaoqiao Village, Zhejiang. I heard that after the last time the donor left Gaoqiao Village, the two of them returned home separately and did not go out for a year, so it would not be wrong to go to their house to find them. ”