After the bald man stood still, he suddenly shouted: "The Sprinkler family is crazy, if you want to go in, don't blame the Sprinkler family for being ruthless!"

The strong man's voice was terrifying, like a big bronze bell, and in an instant the fight in the field stopped.

"Damn, you monk, get out of the way!"

Master Bayan's heart was boiling with anger, seeing that he was about to succeed, there was such a mad monk, he shouted, and immediately rushed up, and the vajra in his hand directly moved the dark cloud cover, and smashed it down, and the thousand catties were vigorously suppressed, which was really terrifying.

"It's good to come, you lama is so arrogant, you dare to come here to make trouble, I can't spare you!"

A fierce light flashed in his eyes, and the copper rod in his hand suddenly picked it up, and there was a clashing of gold and iron, which shook people's eardrums and rubbed out, which was amazing.

The two fought evenly this time, but it was still Bayan who was a little more advantageous, his attack was from top to bottom, majestic, but he was a little passive, even so, it was a draw, which made Bayan's heart sink.

"It's not good, this crazy monk is powerful, and his divine power is even greater than mine, but you are only one person, and your two fists are invincible to four hands. ”

Although Master Bayan was taken aback, he recovered in a blink of an eye, and he thought of the advantage he had in mind anyway.

Now on the side of Qingliang Temple, the monk Chengguang was seriously injured and couldn't do anything, and the rest of the monks were all waste, and he also brought dozens of senior brothers, even if a mere madness was a little stronger, how could he stop them?

As soon as his mind moved, Master Bayan snorted coldly, and continued to shoot, the vajra drew a golden light curtain, and immediately circled the madness, the kung fu of the two of them is fierce and domineering, the moves are simple, and the pure competition strength, such a fight, the time is a roar, the dust in the small courtyard is flying, and the bluestones on the ground are constantly broken in the hands of the two, splashing everywhere.

A vajra and an arhat stick, dancing wildly, full of energy, and killing heartily.

As soon as the monks of Qingliang Temple breathed a sigh of relief, they suddenly saw five or six of the remaining lamas walking out of the small temple directly.

Seeing this scene, he roared wildly, the copper stick in his hand danced, and the violent power burst out, and he wanted to get out of the battle circle and go to guard the portal.

"Hmph, mad monk, you still want to guard the door?

Master Bayan didn't know his plan when he saw the madman's movements, and immediately moved his divine power, urging the internal force, and the vajra in his hand also waved wildly, banging and banging, the battle between the two became more and more intense, and the slightest negligence would be hit by the other party, and if he didn't die, he would be seriously injured, and he wanted to get out at this time, so it was easier said than done, so he could only watch the group of lamas rush towards the small temple.

Monk Chengguang also changed his face greatly, he naturally knew the secrets in the small temple, it was precisely because of this that he was nervous, as soon as his body moved, he was about to step forward to stop it, but he suddenly spurted out a mouthful of blood, and sat down dejectedly, he was hit by Bayan's palm just now, the internal force was scattered, and the blood was stagnant, and he couldn't do it at all, how could he still stop those lamas from entering the small temple.

Suddenly, the Chengguang monk's eyes lit up, and when he saw Gui Zhong, he sighed secretly in his heart, no matter what the Taoist priest meant, now he can only ask him for help.

"Daoist Taiyuan Yuan, now that my Qingliang Temple is in crisis, the old monk is incompetent, so please ask the Taoist to help you with one or two. ”

Gui Zhong is not too far away from Chengguang, and he has been paying attention to the changes on the field, at this moment Chengguang opened his mouth to ask for help, and he naturally heard it clearly.

"Haha, okay, thank you for taking in the master these days, Poor Dao sent these lamas for you today!"

Gui Zhong laughed, turned his head and waved his hand at Wei Xiaobao and Shuang'er, telling them not to act rashly and protect themselves, and then stepped out, like a cloud of green smoke, with heavy afterimages, and appeared at the door of the small temple in the blink of an eye, and at this time, five or six lamas who rushed were still a few feet away from the small temple.

These lamas were full of excitement, today's things were about to succeed, their hearts were naturally very excited, their eyes were burning staring at the quaint small temple, suddenly, a few people saw a Tsing Yi Taoist appeared at the door of the small temple, blocking their way forward.

"Wuna Daoist, who are you, get out of the way, do you want to die?"

Several lamas were furious and shouted loudly.

"Wait for the Huangjiao Lama, isn't it good to stay in Tibet obediently, you have to go to the Central Plains to run rampant, it seems that the poor road is going to send you on your way today. ”

Gui Zhong's eyes were as misty as clouds, and his tone was indifferent and elegant, but it was spread all over the spot, whether it was many lamas or monks of Qingliang Temple, hearing this sentence, his heart suddenly became cold.

"Haha, what an arrogant Taoist priest, today I will let you see how powerful my senior brothers are!"

Several lamas laughed loudly, their faces were extremely arrogant, and they didn't know where they got their courage.

"That's it, let's make a move!"

Gui Zhong spoke again, and fell silent, his palm already resting on the hilt of the sword at his waist.

Several lamas glanced at each other, roared and rushed up, three with knives, three with sticks, the light of the knife was like electricity, the shadow of the stick flew over, and the figure of Gui Zhong was drowned in at once.

Chest, throat, eyebrows, lower yin, these lamas are vicious, directly towards the vital point of Gui Zhong, no matter which trick they hit, I am afraid that they are more likely to die.

"Ahh

The monks of the surrounding Qingliang Temple, as well as Wei Xiaobao and Shuang'er, exclaimed in surprise when they saw this scene.

"Carving insect skills!" Gui Zhong's eyes were cold, and a flat voice sounded, only to see a snort, a flash of cold lightning, and a series of blade intersection sounded, and in a snap of his fingers, Gui Zhong used Xiyi swordsmanship to make more than a dozen swords, and the swords and swords were all pointed at the flaws of these lamas, and a long knife and an iron rod were swept away by him with a sword.

The next moment, a blue light like a spiritual snake flashed, and these lamas fell to the ground one after another, and a blood mark appeared on each of their eyebrows.

All this happened in the blink of an eye, seeing the few fallen lamas, as well as the blood marks on the eyebrows, most of the people present were martial arts, so they naturally knew what it meant, and the eyebrows of these lamas were all pierced by a sword, and there was no possibility of survival.

There was an uproar, the eyes of the monks of Qingliang Temple were horrified, and they hurriedly closed their eyes and recited the scriptures, even the Chengguang monk was startled, he really didn't expect that Gui Zhong would be so ruthless as soon as he made a move, and five or six lives disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Tick-tock, a few wisps of blood dripped from the tip of the Gui Zhong Sword, which seemed extremely clear and strange at this moment, and even the Bayan Mage and the mad monk who were violently attacking and killing stopped.

"Ah, you are so vicious, report your name, if this seat does not kill you on the spot today, you will not be a man!"

Master Bayan couldn't care about the mad monk now, walked out a few steps, stared at Gui Zhong viciously and said.

"Master Bayan, poor Dao Taiyuan, you can also use any means to take a look, but if you are not defeated, I am afraid that you will have to stay in this Qingliang Temple today, you have to think about it." ”

Gui Zhong's tone was as flat as ever, and the whole person seemed to have entered a mysterious state, his mind was clear, his inner breath was lingering, and the long sword in his hand groaned softly, as if the death of the lamas just now had no effect on him, as if he had wiped out a few ants.

"Taiyuan Daoist, you are too arrogant, die for this seat!"

Master Bayan shouted angrily, his breath was agitated, he held the vajra in his hand, and he took a few steps out to kill in front of Gui Zhong, whining and whistling in the wind, and a touch of golden lightning swept his waist with a piercing roar.

If this pestle hits, even if it is copper skin and iron bones, it will be shattered by the beaten lumbar vertebrae, and Master Bayan's angry blow is naturally not trivial.

At this time, all the battles in this small courtyard had subsided, and everyone was watching the battle between Gui Zhong and Master Bayan.

Feeling the ferocity of Master Bayan's blow, Gui Ran opened his mouth and praised: "Good divine power, good pestle method!" His praise was not exaggerated at all, Master Bayan's pestle was considered to be a super level of play, a body of divine power, and his strength was running to the limit, and his pestle method was simple and fierce, and there were not too many changes, this is also where Gui Zhong praised, only this kind of pestle method can fully exert the advantages of his divine power.

Although the mouth is praising it, the movement of the bell is not slow, the whole person is like a wisp of fluttering, extremely light, the steps are moving, and at the same time a sword is stabbed obliquely in the hand, which is a move in Huashan swordsmanship.

At this time, the internal force in his body was surging, his mind was sharp, and there was a layer of sharp qi wrapped on the green steel long sword, and he had already carried the kung fu of the sword with qi.

Therefore, his sword is not only an internal force, but also a swordsmanship, and its power is extraordinary.

Two short voices sounded, a flash of golden light sprinkled, Gui Zhong's sword, the body method was transformed, and directly stabbed Master Bayan's vajra from the side, implying the mystery of borrowing strength, directly swinging away the vajra weighing as a thousand catties, and at the same time, with a slight shake of the wrist, another sword light flashed, and it passed over Master Bayan's wrist.

Master Bayan only felt a flash of blue light in front of him, and then his arm, followed by a pain in his wrist, and when there was a bang, the vajra weighing dozens of pounds fell to the ground, and his tendons were broken by Gui Zhong at that moment.

Fast, Gui Zhong's moves were too fast, and the two were separated almost as soon as they collided, and then everyone saw that Master Bayan's wrist was bloody, and the vajra fell to the ground.

"Ah, Taiyuan Daoist, you actually broke my tesuji, this seat fought with you!"

Master Bayan's face turned pale at first, and then suddenly turned blood-red, and he roared, regardless of the injury on his wrist, he forcibly urged the internal force and operated the divine power, and the two palms suddenly became blood-red, and faintly seemed to have grown in a circle.

"Red Sand Big Mudra!"

Master Bayan's move is a big mudra kung fu of the Yellow Sect Tantra, which is extremely fierce and no longer under the palm of Shaolin King Kong.

"It's a big mudra kung fu, or maybe it's a poor way, just teach Bayan your hand kung fu. ”

Gui Zhong saw that he was happy, and snorted, and the long sword in his hand was already inserted into the bluestone on the ground, buzzing and trembling, just this hand showed his superb internal strength.

When he went to the long sword, Bayan's red sand handprint had already slammed over, and the air in front of him seemed to have become much more solidified, and heavy pressure was rolling in.

As soon as Gui Zhong moved, he flipped his palms and met him, and slapped his palms lightly and softly, which was exactly the palm kung fu he had been figuring out these days.

He actually wanted to use his own palm to comprehend Master Bayan's red sand mudra.

One handprint is fierce, the other palm is feminine, and in the shocked eyes of everyone, they bumped together.