"These are all messages that the villain heard from elsewhere, they can't be true, and they ......"

The rosacea old king hesitated to say this, obviously he also discovered the relationship between the person opposite and the water-avoiding green ape, but before he could finish speaking, a Buddha chant like thunder in the nine heavens came in from outside the inn, interrupting the rest of his words!

"Amitabha! The donor is really imposing!"

Ye Fan's eyes narrowed, and he looked at the entrance of the inn with a cold gaze, but for the monk who interrupted his questioning, there was a bit of cold and murderous intent in his heart!

"Wow, wow, stare at ......"

The heavy footsteps like an elephant traveling are getting closer and closer, and then a group of four monks stepped into the inn, the leader of the person, is a yellow-robed monk who is about the age of old, on the monk's robe, embroidered with the yellow dragon auspicious cloud pattern, although embroidered with a dragon-shaped totem, but the dragon robe of the ninety-five supreme is not at all similar, but with a trace of Zen rhyme!

The appearance of the old monk is ordinary, only two long eyebrows hang down to the ears, showing a golden color, very conspicuous!

"Amitabha!

To Ye Fan's surprise, the yellow-eyed old monk led by him, in addition to glancing at himself at the beginning, put his eyes on Zuo Zhengyan beside him, and his words revealed a somewhat familiar feeling, but looking at Zuo Zhengyan's reaction, it was as if he didn't know this old monk!

Zuo Zhengyan's eyes narrowed slightly, the old monk in front of him brought him a strong sense of crisis, his strength was so strong, he was the only master he had seen in his life, but he didn't know when he had offended this monk!

"Amitabha!"

As if seeing the confusion in Zuo Zhengyan's eyes, the old monk with yellow eyebrows first folded his hands and shouted a Buddha horn, and then said: "It seems that the donor Zuo doesn't recognize the old monk! So, I don't know if the donor still remembers the Longmen Temple under Tiantai Mountain?"

"Longmen Temple?"

Zuo Zhengyan's eyes suddenly lit up, and an indelible hatred was instantly revealed, how could he not remember the Longmen Temple under Tiantai Mountain, the reason why he Zuo Zhengyan fell to the three-regardless area of Chuiyun City was because three years ago, he slaughtered the Longmen Temple completely!

"So, you are the remnant of Longmen Temple?"

"Hehe, the head of the Discipline Hall of the Old Tianlong Temple, the Dharma name is Huangmei! The presiding officer of the Longmen Temple is the junior disciple below!"

seems to have been stimulated by the "remnants" in Zuo Zhengyan's words, and the old monk with yellow eyebrows lost his mind to play a sharp edge, and directly explained his identity!

"Huijing, that bald donkey?"

Zuo Zhengyan frowned, he remembered that he seemed to have heard before, Longmen Temple is just a branch of a great avenue of Buddhism, and today it seems that the main home of Longmen Temple is this Tianlong Temple!

"Traitor, my junior brother is your master, how can you insult him like this!"

"Master?"

Zuo Zhengyan's appearance was distorted a little bit, and the blood poured pupils into red eyes: "Hahahaha! What about my master! When he killed my whole family, he should have thought that there would be such a day!"

"Evil obstacles! Xingyun Village burned, killed, looted, and did all kinds of evil at the foot of Tiantai Mountain, and my junior brother killed them, but it was just for the heavens!

"Hahahaha! What a way to do for heaven! What a grace to raise! He killed my whole family with wisdom, so I can't kill him all over the house? In this world, how can there be such a reason!"

"Amitabha! There is no way to study all the things of the day, the poor monk doesn't argue with you today, you better go back to Tianlong Temple with me to regret the past!"

As the words fell, Huang Mei's right hand poked out from the monk's robe, and his four fingers were clenched into a fist, but a vajra finger force shot out from his thumb, pressing towards Zuo Zhengyan's chest!

"Whew!"

The originally invisible finger force, when it quickly pierced the sky, brought out a piercing wind whistle, like a sharp arrow breaking through the sky!

Before he made the move, Zuo Zhengyan knew that this yellow-eyed old monk was not easy to deal with, whether it was the identity of the other party or the sense of danger he brought to himself, it made Zuo Zhengyan know that he was lucky enough to be a murderer.

But it wasn't until he faced the sudden blow of the old monk with yellow eyebrows that he realized that he had thought about things too simply!

However, even if he knew that he was invincible, Zuo Zhengyan still reached out and took out two pig-killing knives from his lower waist, the light of the knives was like snow, drawing rays of light, and weaving a murderous knife net on his chest!

"Bang!"

With a muffled sound, as the power of King Kong's fingers fell, the knife net woven by Zuo Zhengyan's hard work was instantly shattered, and the two pig-killing knives were even more scattered and flew out.

All the resistance is like a mantis arm as a car, Huang Mei's strength at this time is even more above his master, when facing his master Hui Jing, he can only choose to forbear, at this time against the better Huang Mei, naturally even more vulnerable!

"Poof!"

But just as Zuo Zhengyan raised his palm and wanted to cut himself off to avoid humiliation, a muffled sound suddenly came from in front of him. But at this critical moment, Ye Fan came to him in a shapeshifting position, and stopped the vajra finger force that was pressed to Zuo Zhengyan's chest with his left hand!

Spread out his left palm, a fingerprint on Ye Fan's palm was clearly audible, but that's all, Huang Mei's vajra finger power that can defeat Zuo Zhengyan's finger is a bit insufficient for Ye Fan!

Seeing that his vajra finger power was stopped by Ye Fan casually, Chimei couldn't help but jump in his heart, although this finger was not his full strength, but it also had seventy percent strength, after being stopped by Zuo Zhengyan's knife net, the power may be a little smaller, but not everyone can stop it with bare hands!

Stretched out his hand to stop the three fellow disciples who wanted to rush out behind him, and put his hands together with his bare eyebrows and saluted Ye Fan: "Amitabha! This is a grievance between my Tianlong Temple and the Zuo donor, and I hope that the donor can make it convenient, and he will have Buddha retribution in the future!"

"!

Ye Fan ignored the red eyebrows' gestures or warnings, he was on the verge of breaking out at this time, and these monks who came to seek revenge unfortunately crashed into the muzzle!

His eyes narrowed slightly, revealing a trace of undisguised murderous intent, Ye Fansen said in a voice: "I'll count to three, if I don't leave, you all stay!"