Chapter 21: The Rebel Monk
"Be careful!" Jing Feng shouted loudly, and the ink dragon knife slashed out, cutting off the long arrows that were fired. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info"It seems that we are surrounded by enemies. ”
"The top priority is to break through, and being stuck here will only become more and more passive. Nangong Muwu looked around, but he didn't see any enemies, and he only heard the miserable screams of the officials in his ears.
"No, let's break through, what should they do?!" Tie Yi knew that the breakthrough was indeed on the upper side, but as the chief arrester, he still couldn't watch his subordinates being killed and stay out of the matter.
"Their martial arts are insufficient, we can only save ourselves first, and we can save one by one. Jing Feng said in a deep voice, brushing aside the long arrow that came from it and heading outward.
When the interruption continued, but suffered from the chaos, Tie Yi had to grit his teeth and rush out.
The three of them broke out of the village and looked back at the village, but saw the figures on the tall trees on both sides, and there seemed to be many killers lurking.
The three of them looked at each other, secretly surprised in their hearts.
"It's the wine seller!" said all three of them almost at the same time. Caught in an ambush and almost completely wiped out, the occurrence of such a thing can only prove one point, someone has leaked their whereabouts in advance.
"I didn't expect this gang of bandits to be so powerful!" Tie Yi said to himself with a frost on his face.
After highlighting the ambush, the three of them thought of how to kill back and rescue those trapped officials.
"Split up!"
Jing Feng, Nangong Muwu and Tie Yi performed light skills and attacked the people hiding in the tall trees from three sides. With the martial arts of the three of them, how could these lurkers be opponents, and after a few moments, five or six people had already been killed.
"Drop out!"
The lurkers shouted and fled.
Jing Feng only then discovered that these people were wearing camouflage costumes woven with leaves, no wonder they didn't notice it when they first entered the village.
Tie Yi was concerned about the safety of his subordinates, and after repelling the lurking killer, he hurriedly went to the back of the room to check the situation. I saw blood all over the ground, and several of the dozen or so officials had died in the trap, and the rest were seriously injured.
"Good! good!" Tie Yi gritted his teeth, and it seemed that he had moved a real fire.
"Master, these three people are very difficult to deal with!" Not far away, the lurkers did not flee, but gathered together and pointed at the three of them.
"What a big guts!" Nangong Mu Wu laughed angrily, and as soon as he shook his head, he was about to step forward.
"Wait, look at those four. Jing Feng suddenly stopped it.
I saw four men coming out of the lurkers on the opposite side, with short hair, full of flesh, and high bulging temples, looking like they were cultivating both inside and outside, and their martial arts were good.
"Where did the master come from?" Nangong Muwu was secretly taken aback.
"Looking at their hair and costumes, they seem to be monks. Jing Feng said in a low voice.
"Yes, like a warrior monk. Nangong Muwu bowed slightly, "How can there be monks and these bandits mixed together?"
Just as Jing Feng and Nangong Muwu were whispering, they saw the four people on the opposite side rising high and rushing towards them. The person just jumped in the air, and the heavy palm had already been struck, and the palm power was superimposed, only to feel that the strong wind was blowing in his face, and it was majestic.
"Good palm technique!" Jing Feng secretly shouted good, and couldn't help but have the idea of competing, standing firm under his feet, and striking out with both palms, but seeing that there was a hidden electric light in his palm, it was the great god thunder hand!
Boom!
The four palms intersected, stood still for a moment, the remaining strength exploded, Jing Feng retreated five steps in a row, and the two people on the opposite side flipped two heels in mid-air, and after landing, Tengteng Teng took three steps back.
On the other side, Nangong Mu Wu was hindered by physical reasons, and he didn't hit it hard, but he picked it out, it was one of the evil swordsmanship! The sword wind was cold, it was still five feet away, and the clothes of the two men on the opposite side had been torn apart!
In the last move, the two of them knew that Nangong Muwu had a divine blade in his hand, and they didn't dare to hit it directly, so they hurriedly retreated and dodged.
Within one move, Jing Feng and Nangong Muwu both broke the enemy.
"Good palm technique, good sword technique!" The four men on the opposite side were taken aback, and couldn't help but look at Jing Feng and Nangong Muwu.
"Arhat Vajra Palm!" Nangong Muwu was born in the family and was knowledgeable, and he had already recognized that the four men were making the Wind Thunder Vajra Palm, one of the four great masters of Tianxiang Temple. "You are a rebel monk?!"
"Good boy, not bad knowledge. One of the black-faced men raised his head and said, "Grandpa Buddha, I didn't betray the Tianxiang Temple, but the Tianxiang Temple is small and can't accommodate the golden body of Grandpa Buddha!"
"I remember, three years ago, there was a sensational incident in Tianxiang Temple, the empty monk killed the first empty Zen master in Wutang, and betrayed Tianxiang Temple with four apprentices, and then disappeared, it turned out to be you. Nangong Mu Wu looked at the four rebel monks opposite, and his heart was suddenly shocked.
"Clear land, clear fire, clear water, clear wind, it's really a pot of soup with rat droppings. Nangong Muwu said, "I once visited the empty Zen master of Tianxiang Temple, the old Zen master has profound Buddhism and a benevolent heart, I thought that the monks of Tianxiang Temple were the same, but I didn't expect that there would be you black sheep!"
"Arrogance!" The black-faced traitor monk raised his eyebrows and scolded loudly, "The kid is ignorant, he dares to scold your Buddha grandfather, I can't say that I want to teach you a good lesson today!"
After that, the four rebel monks improved their skills, and the Vajra palm attacked again, and the sound of wind and thunder roared, which was stronger than just now.
"Today, I will clean the door for Zen Master Kongjue!" Nangong Mu Wu said loudly, but the evil long sword flew out diagonally, picking it up at a white-faced traitorous monk. The latter didn't dare to take it hard, so he avoided it sideways, and pulled out two bright ring knives from his waist and slashed Nangong Muwu's waist and abdomen. Another red-faced rebel monk also held a ring knife and slashed at Nangong Muwu's shoulders, and the two of them went up and down, and they cooperated very tacitly.
On the other side, Jing Feng had the intention to sharpen his palm, and did not use the ink dragon, but once again used the Great God Thunder Hand, facing the Vajra Palm.
These rebel monks' martial arts are very strong, and they are not under the Five Immortal Sect and the Five Immortal Envoys. Jing Feng was a killer in the land list before, and the weight of the masters of the rivers and lakes he came into contact with was still insufficient, since he left Hanzhou, he had encountered two masters of good and evil one after another, and many of his martial arts were far above him, which aroused his desire to win. Coupled with the fact that he wants to avenge his family and may face dangerous enemies, he seizes every time and opportunity to hone his martial arts.
After leaving the Five Immortals Sect, his Daluo Four Elephant Recipe seems to have encountered a bottleneck, and the progress is slow, and today there is a traitor monk with strong martial arts in Tianxiang Temple as an opponent, and this opportunity can not be found.
The four palms were handed over again, Jing Feng suddenly felt a sticky force in the other party's palm, and sucked his palm, and at the same time, the opponent's free palm slammed towards him.
The power of King Kong's palm is amazing, even if it is used with good water, I am afraid it will not be able to be resolved smoothly.
At the last moment, Jing Feng exhaled deeply, the divine thunder was full of internal strength, and the palm power was strengthened again, and at the same time, a wave of electric power suddenly came out, which made the two rebel monks tremble.
"Electric energy?!" the other party was horrified in his heart, and hurriedly withdrew his palm. If you talk about palm power alone, even if Jing Feng is stronger, it is not too far behind, but this additional electric energy makes Jing Feng's offensive fierce and difficult to stop.