Wu Dunru and a few people listened to the conversation between these two Mongolian soldiers, and their curiosity rose, they really didn't know who the demon monks and demons in the mouths of these two people were, presumably the martial arts were very strong, and they could silently infiltrate the Mongolian barracks and kill the Mongolian general's personal army, and they could escape for half a year under the pursuit of thousands of Mongolian soldiers, but they attacked and killed thousands of pursuers!

Thinking that a few of them had been hunted down and killed for a few days before, the admiration in his heart arose, Wu Dunru said in a low voice: "It must be two amazing heroes, it sounds like they are besieged, we need to help, we can't follow them anymore, we have to surpass them as soon as possible to rescue the two seniors." ”

Cheng Ying and Guo Fu nodded yes, and the three of them bypassed the pair of Mongolian soldiers, picked a steep and difficult path, and rushed to the mountain by shortcut.

When they left the Mongol soldiers behind them and crossed the hill, they found that in a col in front of them the torches were as bright as day, and the shadows were swaying, shouting and screaming, and the shouts and curses of the officers when they gave orders were mixed together in a chaotic mess, making it difficult to distinguish them.

Wu Dunru watched intently, only to see that the terrain of this col is peculiar, the end of the col is backed by a steep cliff with a negative angle, the cliff is more than ten zhang high, and the negative angle is inclined to make it difficult for people to hide in it and be attacked, and the terrain is narrow and easy to defend and difficult to attack.

A group of Mongol soldiers pushed and shouted at the entrance to the col, but in fact only four or five men could attack side by side at the same time, and it seemed that the resistance inside was so fierce that it was difficult for them to advance. And due to the obscuration of the shadows, Wu Dunru could not see the people hiding in the mountain col clearly.

After observing the terrain, Wu Dunru already had a plan in his heart, and whispered a few words to Cheng Ying and Guo Fu. The three of them laughed evilly and acted separately.

Wu Dunru repeats his old tricks. Sneak up on the cliff on the side of the narrow entrance to the hollow. I only heard a shout from below: "My lord has an order! Whoever can cut off the head of the demon monk and demon Dao, a head will be rewarded with 1,000 taels of silver, if anyone can capture the demon monk and the demon Dao alive and let the adults concoct it, one person will be rewarded with 2,000 taels of silver!"

Sure enough, there must be a brave man under the heavy reward, and the Mongolian soldiers, who were still a little cowering, immediately had their eyes shining, "Whoa!" howled and waved the swords and guns in their hands, rushing forward. However, the terrain is narrow, and there is no room for so many people to pass through the guò. Messy crowding around the entrance.

Wu Dunru sneered in his heart: This is better! Think about it, Wu Dunru used his skills and palms, and his palms were like the wind, "Bang bang bang!" Constantly hitting the loose rocks on the cliff, huge rocks flew down from the sky.

When the Mongolian soldiers below heard the sound, they hurriedly looked up, and when they saw the falling boulders, they were immediately frightened and bloodless, screaming and trying to dodge, but there were crowded Mongolian soldiers in front and behind. Where can they hide?

"Bang bang!" a huge boulder crashed, accompanied by a chaotic scream. At the entrance, the originally crowded Mongolian soldiers were full of flesh and blood, dead and wounded, and even if they were lucky not to die, they were missing arms and legs, lying on the ground wailing. The lucky ones will be pulled up by their comrades and withdrawn, and the unfortunate ones will be trampled to death.

"Panic! Don't panic! Keep in formation! Retreat slowly!" The officer who had just announced the bounty order saw the opportunity and immediately ordered the military discipline to be rectified, and the chaotic Mongol soldiers gradually stopped scurrying like headless flies, and began to retreat with discipline.

If there were no such officer, I am afraid that there would be at least dozens more Mongol soldiers who died by stampede. It's a pity! It seems that these Mongolian officers are still of some level!" Wu Dunru sighed in his heart, and flew down from the cliff like a Dapeng bird with light skills.

In an instant, he had come to the entrance full of stumps and severed arms of Mongolian soldiers, and his toes were raised, only to see two intact Mongolian scimitars fall into Wu Dunru's hands.

Under the incredulous gaze of many Mongolian soldiers, Wu Dunru walked calmly and slowly into the narrow entrance.

I saw the corpses of Mongolian soldiers along the way, about hundreds, piled up on both sides in a mess, presumably the Mongolian soldiers who came in later temporarily piled up the corpses of their comrades who had died in the previous battle for convenience, but they didn't expect that it would not be long before their own corpses would join them.

After walking a few more steps, Wu Dunru looked up and finally saw a middle-aged Taoist priest standing in front of him, about forty years old, medium stature, a pair of small eyes shining, the dark color Taoist robe was soaked with blood, wet and sticking to his body; in one hand he held a silver silk whisk dust, and there were drops of bright red blood dripping into the soil under his feet; the seven-star sword in the other hand was bright and spotless, without a trace of blood.

Under the sunken mountain wall behind him, there was a tall monk sitting cross-legged, also about forty years old, the bright yellow monk's robe was also full of bloodstains, his expression was solemn, he was closing his eyes to recuperate, and a nine-ring purple gold Zen staff was inserted into a large rock with a table top next to him.

At this time, the monk happened to hear the sound of Fang Cai, collected his strength and exhaled, and suddenly opened a pair of tiger eyes, which flashed into a flash of light, and stabbed Wu Dunru to avoid his burning gaze, but Wu Dunru reacted quickly, immediately gathered his mind, calmed his mind, and ran between his eyes, his eyes immediately became peaceful and profound, and he looked at the monk.

After a few breaths, the corner of the monk's mouth twitched slightly, as if he smiled, the essence in his eyes gradually faded, slowly got up, and pulled out the Zen stick inserted in the rock, the lower end of the Zen stick "fluttered" and fell a burst of stone chips, and there was a pleasant collision sound of "bang!" from the ring on the Zen stick.

Where did this little hero come from! At a young age, he dared to break into this Longtan Tiger's Den and wade into this troubled water, which really made the poor Dao admire and admire!" The Taoist priest seemed to breathe a sigh of relief after the monk restrained the light in his eyes, and enthusiastically stepped forward to talk.

& Wu Dunru, during the training, I heard a group of Mongolian cavalry talking about gathering heavy troops to surround and kill people here, so I was curious to come over to see if I could help with it. Only when they met did they know that they were two seniors, but I don't know the names of the seniors?" asked Wu Dunru with a deep salute.

> The Taoist number is silent, and the monk's name is silent!" the Taoist priest said with a smile.

& Silent", but the Shaolin Temple "no" word seniors. The younger generation had the privilege of seeing the colorless master and the Tianming Zen master. I was taken care of a lot by the two masters. Wu Dunru asked in shock.

>> You are not very old. In recent years, the Shaolin Temple has almost closed the mountain gate, and rarely set foot in the rivers and lakes, and you can see that they must be from extraordinary backgrounds!"

I don't want the Taoist priest to change his words and continue: "But this silent monk is not from Shaolin. He is...... Oops! That annoying Mongol Tartar is coming in again, little brother, we'll talk about it later. ”

"It's your turn! Let me rest for a while!" These guys won't stop for a while, it's been two days and two nights, and it's not over!" The Taoist priest turned around and sat down on the ground where the monk had just rested. But I didn't see him resting, and he was still chattering, "Just now, the little brother flew into the sky and killed dozens of people, I thought they would be frightened and take a rest, but I didn't expect to organize an attack so soon." ”

"No! They're cleaning up the battlefield outside! They've moved all the corpses, is it time for a big battle!Alright then! Come on! I can't wait, let's do it hard, kill him in the dark, the sun and the moon are dark, and the ghosts are crying wolves......" The Taoist priest continued. I don't know if I'm talking to myself or Wu Dunru.

Wu Dunru originally wanted to reply a few words out of politeness, but the Taoist priest kept talking to himself. Wu Dunru really couldn't interject, so he had to give up.

"Monk, do you say that you killed more this time, or did I kill more?" I think I killed more, and you killed less than half of me at most. It's a shame for me!But it doesn't matter, I'll just let you go!" The Taoist priest shook his head and said helplessly.

Immediately, he stretched out his hand and took out a big gourd from under the cliff behind him, opened the gourd, and said "Goo Dong, Goo Dong!" After a few sips of water, he asked the monk, "Do you drink water?" Oh, by the way, you drank it just now! Hey! The water is almost gone! The dry food is still enough to eat for half a day. Monk! This time I was miserable by you, I said to flee to the east, you want to run to the west, take a look! Those who run to this barren mountains and mountains have to eat or drink! There is no helper, it seems that this time it is difficult to escape. ”

The Taoist priest glanced up at Wu Dunru and added, "It also affected this little brother." Wu Dunru was about to say a few modest words: People in the rivers and lakes, when the road is uneven, draw a sword to help, it is not a kind word such as being involved. How do you know that the Taoist priest didn't wait for him to answer, and continued: "But it's enough, the two of us have killed thousands of Mongolian Tartars in the past few years? 3,000 or 5,000? I can't remember, anyway, I killed a lot more than you............"

Wu Dunru finally reacted, this guy is simply chattering! Get rid of a Tang monk! I can't stop talking! Wu Dunru curiously glanced at the monk who was standing in front of him watching the enemy's movements, and thought to himself: This monk is so patient! Why hasn't he gone crazy yet!

It's not right! This monk doesn't seem to have said a word since he came in, is he a deaf and mute person? It's also possible, otherwise who can stand such a fragmented thought of this Taoist priest! It's not right! Looking at the table just now, the monk can clearly hear what he is saying! This pair of monks and Taoists is too strange! Wu Dunru felt that he was a little infected, and he was completely messy at this time......

Monk, go and overtake them! This time you have to sell some strength, don't be too much worse than me!" The Jingxu Taoist priest hurriedly shouted when he saw the Mongolian soldiers gathered again.

The silent monk didn't react at all, but just walked forward a few steps again, "Whew!" and waved the nine-ring purple gold Zen staff in his hand, "Dangchang!

They have been besieged for two days and two nights, and it is already the end of the crossbow, and those who advance will be rewarded with silver, and those who retreat will be beheaded!" was the officer's shout again.

The Mongol soldiers who surrounded him were furious when they heard this, and rushed forward brandishing their swords and guns. I saw that the silent monk was really like a King Kong who descended into the world, Wei Tuo, who subdued demons, danced the nine-ring purple gold Zen staff with both hands, turned into a purple-gold dragon shadow, flying up and down, the Mongolian soldiers died when they touched it, and they died next to each other, where is the slow hands and slow feet that the Jingxu Taoist priest said!

The nine-ring purple gold Zen staff in the hands of the silent monk is used, and the techniques of "pushing, pressing, patting, supporting, rolling, shoveling, intercepting, picking, plucking, splitting, rushing, shaking" and so on are perfectly used and handy. In an instant, dozens of Mongol soldiers had been killed or wounded at his hands.

But this Mongolian soldier was indeed very murderous. One after the other, like wolves that are not afraid of death. Fell down, pounced on another, the silent monk was still expressionless, waved the nine-ring purple gold Zen staff in his hand, and there was no mercy under his hand, one by one smashed on the enemy's head like knocking on a watermelon, directly splashing his brains, and smashed on his chest, and immediately fell into a deep pit in the sea bowl. With blood foaming in his mouth, he saw that he couldn't live; smashed on his back, only to hear the sound of his sore teeth breaking his spine, and the other party fell to the ground softly and slowly; even if it was smashed on the weapon, it shook the opponent's arm numb, the tiger's mouth cracked, and the movement was slow, and then there was a deadly Zen staff, sending them to see the king of Hades.

Wu Dunru was amazed, this killing efficiency is too high!"Be careful!" Wu Dunru was suddenly startled, and his mouth was between shouts. The index finger of the right hand is slightly bent, and the "flick of the fingers" of "whoosh!" is exerted. A chess piece slammed into the head of a Mongol soldier, and the man fell straight to the ground.

It turned out that the man took advantage of the silent monk's inattention, and actually touched the spear in his hand near the front and stabbed the silent monk in the chest, and the silent monk's nine-ring purple gold Zen staff was killing another Mongolian soldier, and he didn't have time to take it back, seeing that the situation was critical, Wu Dunru hurriedly made a move.

The Jingxu Daoist, who had never been idle in his mouth, saw Wu Dunru's hand, his eyes lit up, and he clapped his hands and laughed: "It turned out to be a disciple of Peach Blossom Island, and this trick "snapping a finger supernatural power" is quite powerful. I said, where did such a young man come out of the rivers and lakes, I remembered! The first few people heard that the Mongolian soldiers were chasing and killing them, and they were also chasing a few disciples of Peach Blossom Island, and you have always been there!"

"Okay, not good, the poor road is at a loss again, those Mongolian Tartars are busy chasing and killing the two of us, they must have relaxed the pursuit of you little guys, and we have shared a lot of pressure on you!"

Seeing that Wu Dunru was engrossed in the silent monk's formation, the Jingxu Taoist laughed and said: "Little brother doesn't have to worry about him, he has rough skin and thick meat, and he has practiced the kung fu of the golden bell hood iron cloth shirt, these Mongolian Tartars can't hurt him with their knives and guns!"

Wu Dunru's heart moved when he heard this, and he observed carefully, there were indeed many swords and guns on the silent monk's robe, but there was no sign of injury. No wonder the silent monk didn't care about the spear that stabbed him, and the Jingxu Taoist priest was not nervous.

"Hey! Silent seniors are so handsome and hard-working! It's the kid who is reckless. Wu Dunru smiled wryly and continued to observe.

In this short period of time, the silent monk has killed more than a dozen Mongolian soldiers, only to see that the silent monk seems to be killed, his face becomes a little red under the excitement, a pair of thick eyebrows are upside down, a pair of tiger eyes are open, the arms are competing, the nine-ring purple gold Zen staff flies more rapidly, and the impact of the ring is even more rapid, like the sound of death from hell, taking away the life of a Mongolian Tartar.

During this period, a few Mongolian soldiers also took advantage of the chaos to slash and stab the silent monk with knives and guns, but before they could be happy, the silent monk who was casual was either a big slap of a fan and a slap on the other party's brain, or the nine-ring purple gold Zen staff waved and smashed the opponent's bones and tendons.

I'll just say that this monk has rough skin and thick flesh, and is not afraid of knives and guns. Don't worry about him, let's rest and rest!" The Jingxu Taoist priest was still chattering.

Wu Dunru muttered secretly in his heart: If you want to rest, you can rest quietly, don't talk there endlessly, I have five points of my energy to listen to your nagging! Wu Dunru resisted the urge to scold his mother and continued to observe the enemy's situation.

After another pillar of incense, the silent monk's nine-ring purple gold Zen staff was already so sticky that he couldn't see the color of the whole book, but the speed at which he wielded the nine-ring purple gold Zen staff did not slow down at all, and continued to harvest the lives of Mongolian soldiers like chopping melons and vegetables.

Wu Dunru was already so surprised that he was numb, glad that he didn't let Cheng Ying and Guo Fu come down, otherwise even if they had increased their ability to bear after this period of experience, they might not be able to stand such a bloody picture.

& Dangdang ......" A rush of gold sounded, and the Mongol soldiers began to retreat rapidly as if they had been granted amnesty.

Wu Dunru let out a long breath, and finally he could stop for a while, but the next scene surprised him even more.

I saw that the silent monk saw the Mongolian soldiers retreating, and did not turn around and come back to rest, but threw off his big stride, brandished the nine-ring purple gold Zen staff and chased and killed the past, and caught up with the last few Mongolian soldiers in three steps and five steps, "Bang!" "Poof!...... In a few moments, they were killed on the spot, and continued to chase the Mongol soldiers in front of them......

Wu Dunru was about to shout at him not to go deeper, but the Jingxu Taoist said slowly: "It's not in the way! It's not in the way! He'll be back soon, this violent guy will be like crazy when he kills him, but he knows it in his heart and won't pursue it too far." ”

As soon as the words fell, the silent monk had already strode back, grinning at Wu Dunru, ignoring the chatter of the Jingxu Taoist, tearing off a piece of clothing from the corpse on the ground, and carefully wiping the nine-ring purple gold Zen staff in his hand, and after a while, the nine-ring purple gold Zen staff blurred by flesh and blood revealed its original face again. (To be continued......)