The drizzle is still falling, the puddles are rippling, and on the road that is only one or two miles away from Shaomu Mountain, more than ten fast horses gallop through the rain curtain to come, so anxious to rush in the rain, it is also a little difficult to hide in the heart. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Running, on horseback.

Gu Mi raised his gaze slightly, and in the dark curtain was the outline of a majestic mountain, hiding behind the rain.

"If this happens, Six Doors is a dereliction of duty. He exhaled, and the white mist dissipated from his mouth.

Over there, the parallel big man was silent for a moment, and tightened the serrated knife in his hand: "The world is unpredictable.... We can't anticipate everything, so let's try to make some of it. ”

In the silence, there was some sighing.

Gu Mi shook the reins of his horse and shouted angrily: "Drive-"

Sigh Rhythm ..... With a neigh, the horse's hooves accelerated sharply, and more than a dozen horsemen frantically sprinted through the rain curtain towards the foot of the mountain in front.

.......

Knock Knock –

Knock –

Soon after, a desolate, heavy bell rang out on the mountain.

In the drizzle, far away, the Tianwang Hall was lit with a raging fire, the firelight reflected half of the sky, black smoke rolled up the clouds, and the figures in the robes spread towards the Daxiong Treasure Hall behind, the temple alarm bell rang anxiously, and a pair of feet rushed from the backyard.

There was a splash in the footsteps.

"There are thieves who set fire to the temple....."

"The Heavenly King's Hall is on fire—"

"Stop them and hold the Mahavira Palace!!"

Hearing the alarm bell, the Shaolin disciples who rushed to hear the news, the warrior monks in charge of protecting the temple rushed to a group of Sun Moon God Sect members who were trying to approach the Daxiong Treasure Hall with knives and sticks, and the rest of the monks who did not have much martial arts rushed to put out the fire, even if they were killed by the arsonists on the way, these monks still passed one after another.

Dozens of warrior monks who were running wildly in the rain roared, jumped up directly from the stone steps under their feet, and killed more than ten people on the other side.

The iron Zen staff was smashed out, forcing the rain curtain open.

With a simple smash, the first warrior monk who rushed to block it raised his stick, rushed out of the past and stopped on the ground, and the moment the head of the iron rod touched.

Bang –

The sticks burst and burst through the middle.

Immediately the Zen staff smashed on the opponent's chest, the body of the warrior monk flew backwards, blood sprayed out of the air from the mouth, like a diffuse blood mist spread in the sight, and the warrior monks holding the ring knife on both sides also took out the knife at the moment when the figure flew out, and Deng Yuanjue fought a few times, and the sound of the blow sounded one after another, and then the two of them slashed down at the same time.

The figure holding the iron staff over there took half a step back, the body of the staff was horizontal, and the two blades were cut down, and the moment he blocked, the footsteps stepped forward, and the hand holding the Zen staff was retracted backwards and pushed forward, which was a brutal slam, knocking out the two warrior monks in front of him together with the monks who followed behind.

The monk's robe was flying, and the Zen staff was inserted into the floor tiles, Deng Yuanjue was quite regretful, "Shaolin knife technique.... Why isn't it the Demon Suppression Knife Method....."

"Since this master wants to see the Shaolin Demon Suppression Sword Technique, the poor monk is offended. ”

The scene of chaos and fighting, suddenly came over, Deng Yuanjue suddenly looked towards the side of the Daxiong Treasure Hall, a monk who looked smaller than him stood on the stone steps in the rain, there was no joy or anger, and his expression was solemn and solemn.

"Good!"

The iron Zen staff was lifted from the ground, and the broken bricks were turned up, and Fang nodded: "A certain treasure light is like Deng Yuanjue........" The footsteps stepped out and rushed to the figure on the steps, "...... Teach this master how to move!"

"Don't dare...."On the stone steps, the monk's robe was raised, the ring knife was swung out, and the head of the whistling iron staff was knocked, "..... The hall master of the poor monk Daxiong Treasure Hall ...... "The blade of the knife slid out along the head of the staff, and it was a few more slashes, instantly forcing the other party to take two steps away," .... Dharma number Zijue. ”

"Again—"

The sound erupted, and the broken stone bricks were stepped on with a bang, and the pieces were forced away, and the next moment, the figure broke through the rain, and the murderous intent exploded from Deng Yuanjue's body.

Stomp ...... Every step crushed the stone bricks, and as the running figure extended over, the Zijue monk over there naturally did not dare to be careless, and made a defensive posture At the same time, the Zen staff on this side waved up, and the two figures suddenly collided together.

The moment the weapons collided, a snap of energy rushed out from between the two of them, and the rain curtain connecting heaven and earth was also stagnant out of a circle and forced to disperse, and the next moment, the monk with the knife slid a few steps towards the back before standing still.

"Zijue.... You're no match for this master, so go down and put out the fire. Far away, there was no human figure, but the voice came first, Deng Yuanjue paused his Zen staff on the ground and observed the surroundings.

In the field of vision, in front of the hall door of the Daxiong Treasure Hall, an old monk slowly came out, no sorrow or joy, put his hands together and shouted to Deng Yuanjue, "The first Zhitong of the poor monk Panruo Hall has seen Baoguang Rulai, since the master is also a person in Buddhism, why did he burn the Buddha statue? ”

The other side seemed to be asked, and fell silent.

Deng Yuanjue frowned slightly, and behind him he heard the sound of clothes flying in the air and hunting, and at this moment, something flew over and shot towards the old monk over there.

The thing that flew out rolled up a gust of wind, shattering the falling rain curtain, the raindrops splashed, and the thin figure that walked out in front of the temple door moved, and some of the faded robes swept away, and after a few clicks, there were a few clanging sounds.

A few tiny steel needles fell into the standing water on the stone steps......

Then, the red embroidered shoes stepped on the ground, the crimson long sleeves flipped a few times, and the small bottle was smiling coquettishly, and the pace was slow and seductive.

"Deng Zuo, you take people to continue to set fires, this old bald donkey will let this seat come. Although he was smiling, his mouth was cold words, ".... Old fellow, what did you just use was a robe to subdue demons, and it is a bit powerful to be able to block the embroidery needles of this seat with tattered pieces of cloth. ”

Hearing the other party's words with sarcasm, the old monk still had no expression on his face, and he was not angry, in his daily practice, most of them took Zen meditation as the right way, and practiced martial arts only to achieve the purpose of constricting their hearts.

"Don't deceive your family members in the East, first steal the treasures of Buddhism, and then burn down the Tianwang Palace, but I don't know how you let the poor monks ask the Buddha for relief. ”

Xiao Bottler laughed out loud, and then stretched out his hand to hook it, "Then this seat will send you to see the Buddha Master, you can ask for an understanding in person." ”

The voice paused, and the toe tapped on the ground.

"Old bald donkey, let's do it!!"

PS: First update, I don't know if the picture is strong or not, and there is a chapter, continue to outline the picture....