The amount of anesthetic is very sufficient, at least it can numb an elephant, even for a martial artist of Li Guotao's level, it is effective.

The strength of the blow arrow is also quite good, and the poison-fed blow arrow stabbed into Chen Yuanyuan's withered finger.

But if this continues, Chen Yuanyuan is really relieved.

It's not that Chen Yuanyuan exaggerated it himself, but Chen Yuanyuan knew that the woman in the bronze giant bed was probably also seriously injured, and she couldn't mention Zhenyuan, otherwise she wouldn't use this method.

I don't know whether to scold her for being stupid or something else, risking the situation of angering the old monk, how afraid of Chen Yuanyuan and Li Guotao is to do this kind of useless work? Or is it afraid?

Chen Yuanyuan didn't know.

He lightly pulled out the blow arrow, shook his hand nonchalantly, and threw the blow arrow behind him.

The strong anesthetic on it had no effect on Chen Yuanyuan.

Then Chen Yuanyuan said to the old monk: "Master, if you have something to talk about, don't you do this kind of sneak attack behind your back?"

In the past, he and Li Guotao did not appear when they were desperately working, but now the people in the bronze giant bed are in danger of their lives and come out, although Chen Yuanyuan knows that the old monk has not been his own person from the beginning, but now he is still very angry.

Not happy.

It's not about the position, it's just not happy.

The old monk naturally heard Chen Yuanyuan's sarcasm and unhappiness.

He could have explained, or not commented on this matter, but what Chen Yuanyuan didn't expect was that he actually did something for it.

When his own vitality was broken.

Chen Yuanyuan watched the old monk slowly fade a string of prayer beads from his hand, cherished it and groped on his hand for a long time, watching the golden blood on his hand stained on it, and using his other hand to fade a string of prayer beads on his broken arm It was originally an extremely painful thing, but now this action is done by the old monk, and the taste is different.

Anyway, Chen Yuanyuan thought about it himself, and he couldn't do it anyway.

I can't do it in this situation, and my movements are still as calm and calm as going to the Buddhist hall to chant in the morning.

Chen Yuanyuan came up with such a word in his heart, inhuman.

The old monk now is different from the old monk who said "You have a relationship with my Buddhism" when he first met him, and followed him halfway, but it is a bit similar to when he fought against the sky.

Full of inhuman atmosphere.

The old monk finally dropped his rosary and turned to face the bronze bed.

Chen Yuanyuan looked at the old monk's back, and couldn't help but think that if he attacked now, he didn't know what the result would be?

It was just a matter of an instant, Chen Yuanyuan shook his head and threw this unrealistic idea out of his mind.

The old monk threw out the rosary, and he didn't chant a mantra or a mudra, but just threw it out.

Thrown onto the bronze bed.

Next to the edge of the bed, there is also a part of it hanging on the edge, as if it looks like it will fall off.

But it was this string of rosaries, and the solid bronze bed began to groan again, like an overwhelmed wooden chair, on which a big fat man with a round belly had been made, and creaked.

It seems to be crushed in the next second.

Hearing this voice, Chen Yuanyuan's eyes became solemn when he looked at the string of prayer beads, and at this time, the person on the bronze bed finally couldn't hold his breath and said, "Fahai, what are you doing?"

Fahai!

Chen Yuanyuan's complexion changed completely.

Whether it is his past life or the present, this name is the same thunderous and famous.

This Fahai is not the Fahai who suppressed the White Lady in Leifeng Pagoda and broke up the lover in his previous life, but a legendary monk today.

This monk is not from Cao Guo, but from the Rising Sun God Dynasty on the grassland.

He was the prince of the Divine Dynasty at that time, the second prince.

But his eldest brother died long ago at birth.

So he was actually the heir to the throne at that time.

Of course, in the Rising Sun Dynasty, no matter who you ascend the throne as emperor, you must consult with the Barbarian Temple.

The result of the discussion was naturally satisfactory, the little prince stayed in the palace for the first five years, and then he had to apprentice in the Savage Temple, become a disciple of the temple, and marry the contemporary goddess of the temple, and the old emperor agreed.

This was originally a convention, and the empress of the old emperor was the goddess of the previous generation.

But I didn't expect that the second prince would grow crooked in the process of growing up.

I don't know why, one night, there was a bloody case in the imperial city guarded by countless grassland powerhouses, and in the imperial city where three high priests were seated.

At that time, the queen mother, that is, the goddess of the previous generation, suddenly raised her sword and killed the Quartet.

Bloodbathed the harem.

Fahey's own mother died at that time.

Not only did the priestess do this, but she also wounded two of the three priests and seriously wounded countless sacrificers.

Then he was killed on the spot.

Because of this incident, the old emperor was ousted from the position of emperor by the temple, and Fahai became forced to ascend the throne as emperor.

became a puppet emperor.

That year, Fahai was four years old.

There was a vacuum time in between, and no one knew what the little emperor had gone through.

I only know that when he was thirty years old, he suddenly announced the Zen throne and gave way to his younger brother.

That is, the father of the current emperor.

Then he became a monk.

Surprisingly, the Savage Temple acquiesced in such an act.

But the Savage Temple has never been a place to reason, so the generosity of his appearance now makes people think about it.

After becoming a monk, Fahai did not appear in any big temple, but appeared in a small temple with no name and became an ordinary monk.

Hit the bell, hit the bell, knock the wooden fish.

Hit the bell, hit the bell, knock the wooden fish.

All day long.

Exactly the same as ordinary people.

Until the war forty years ago, the army of Da Cao, who had sent troops for some reason, appeared in front of the Rising Sun Divine Dynasty.

I also don't know why, those armies are all cavalry, black-clad and armored, they don't see each other, only two eyes are exposed, and the horses are so good that they don't even leak hooves.

Wrapped in iron armor.

There were five thousand such cavalry.

It was these five thousand cavalry who defeated the entire Rising Sun Dynasty and defeated a high priest of the Barbarian Temple.

defeated the high priest under one man and above ten thousand.

He was killed in front of the battle by 5,000 heavily armored cavalry.

The horse's hooves stepped to the door of the Savage Temple.

The horseshoe stepped on the kingdom of the Rising Sun Divine Empire.

Nearly wiped out.

The whole country is powerless.

But the ordinary little monk Fahai appeared in front of the iron horseman.

He was followed by the last 20,000 cavalry of the Empire.

The Rising Sun was saved.

The black-clothed Xuanjia, the heavy cavalry like a demon god finally retreated.

Fahai became famous in the first battle.

Brutally suffered countless black iron arrows, like a hedgehog.

Nowhere to be found.