The little novice seemed to be affected by the aura of the Kumachi, and looked at his back with great admiration behind the Kumachi, only feeling that with the presiding officer, everything in this world could not be difficult to overturn the Great Wheel Temple.

In a trance, I forgot to tell Gu Mozhi that the black-clothed people who came to the temple were all equipped with unique skills, and their skills were equivalent to the skills of protecting the temple and protecting the Dharma, and they were the twenty people.

If Gu Mozhi knew this news, he would definitely run as far as he could, no matter how high his martial arts were, he would not have the confidence to face twenty enemies who were also innate masters alone.

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At this time, the temple suffered the biggest crisis since the establishment of the temple, except for the novices whose martial arts were only third-rate, or even non-stream, who were not paid attention to, all martial arts higher than the second-rate and above were almost slaughtered.

If it weren't for the three great temple protectors who formed the Fudo Ming King Array, and resisted the six black-clothed masters, I am afraid that it would not take half a pillar of incense to work, and the entire Dalun Temple would not be left behind.

Even so, the large Dalun Temple, the spiritual pillar of the Tubo country, has now been crumbling, the original large temple of thousands of people, there are less than 300 novices still alive, most of them are still logistics personnel, only more than 30 people are capable of fighting, under the siege of 9 black-clothed masters, they are defeated and retreated.

These black-clothed masters are all masters of the innate realm, and almost all of them will be injured when they make a move, and there are less than 10 novices who are not injured and are still intact, and the three major protectors who are looking at them are about to crack, but they have no choice, they can only barely resist the joint efforts of the six black-clothed people in front of them, and they can't get out.

"Who are you? Why did you trespass into my Dalun Temple and kill my Buddhist believers, but I don't know that the abbot of my temple is the national teacher of Tubo and the king of Dalun Ming?"

A Dharma protector who used the "Angry Eyes Vajra" Buddhist martial arts, with an iron arm across the cold knife slashed by the man in black. Take advantage of the gap and roar.

"If you tie your hands now, kneel on the ground and beg for mercy, or you can ask for forgiveness from King Ming, and then give you a happy death, otherwise when King Ming appears, you will definitely not be able to survive and die. Let your whole family kneel before my Buddha for the rest of your life and repent of the heinous sins you have committed. ”

The monk screamed fiercely, and after just two sentences, another man in black stabbed a bloody hole in the cuff with a sword, and with a "bang", a blood stain was brought out.

The anti-audience man in black had no expression, but in his eyes above the black scarf, there was a hint of ruthlessness. It was a look of no mercy, only killing, and in their eyes, the monks of the Great Wheel Temple saw only a disregard for life.

In the face of such a group of people, the monks of the Great Wheel Temple completely gave up the idea of persuasion, if they want to let them put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha, it is tantamount to a fool's dream, not to mention that they are still on the weak side.

"Senior brother. The men in black are of unknown origin and are numerous. Quickly inform King Ming, let him evacuate quickly, and when he finds an opportunity in the future, he will make a comeback, and I will wait here to stop them, and delay for a little time before it is the best policy. ”

The monk with the most powerful martial arts among the three Dharma protectors. While blocking left and right, he transmitted the sound to the monk who roared before.

The monk, who was called Senior Brother, stared at the six black-clothed people who had never made a move, and replied: "Brother Wei has already sent someone to inform King Ming and calculate the time." King Ming should have evacuated from the secret passage, and today, the three of my brothers and sisters threw their lives here to get a glimmer of life for King Ming. ”

As soon as the words ended, I heard a "Ming Wang Yin" coming from the air.

"Who dares to be presumptuous in my Great Wheel Temple?"

When everyone heard this, their hands slowed down.

The six black-clothed people who had never done anything also followed the prestige, and saw a monk wearing a multicolored robe dominated by gold, holding a Buddhist bead made of thousand-year-old sandalwood, and full of the majesty of the Buddha, walking out of thin air from the temple.

This person is the host of the Great Wheel Temple, the national teacher of Tubo, the King of the Great Wheel, and the wisdom of Guma.

As soon as Gumo Zhifu arrived, he took the lead, and a "Ming Wang Yin" with the same effect as the "lion's roar" of Shaolin Temple made a shot, which immediately shocked all the people in black in a trance.

At this moment, for the master of the innate level, it is already a fatal time, if the two sides fight, which side suddenly shouts such a voice, taking advantage of the other party's trance time, it is enough to perform several deadly killing moves.

As soon as he thought of this, the eyes of the black-clothed people looking at Gu Mozhi changed a little, and the movements in their hands became a little slower, and sixty percent of their energy was placed on Gu Mozhi's body.

In this way, the monks of the Great Wheel Temple who were strangled by the men in black suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, especially the more than thirty people who survived, their martial arts were not as high as the other party, and they saw that they were getting closer and closer to death, but they didn't expect the opponent's offensive to slow down, and they immediately regrouped to jointly resist the "careless" attack of the nine men in black.

For a while, the combat strength of the two sides was strangely equal, you come and go, and the fight is not hot.

Just because of the appearance of Kumachi, there was a brief lull on the battlefield.

Gu Mozhi landed steadily from the air, looked around, and saw that no one stopped, and immediately snorted coldly, and a circle of invisible aura centered on him, scattering and radiating.

This aura seemed to be powerless, but it made the black-clothed people who were doing it stiff, and their bodies stiffened for a moment.

And the monk of the Great Wheel Temple was touched by this energy, but he was only gently pushed away a few meters away.

With just one move, the people who are fighting on both sides are isolated. In particular, the one hand that can distinguish between the enemy and me, and the subtle control of the true qi is even more eye-catching, and this kind of kung fu has far surpassed the ordinary innate realm, and is close to the congenital perfection.

The black-clothed people present glanced at the rear, and when they saw the black-clothed people who had never moved, one of them nodded first, and then collectively retreated back, standing behind the man in an orderly manner.

The man in black who nodded stood at the front of the six people who had never moved, and was obviously the leader of this group of men in black.

Although the people in black were surprised by Gu Mozhi's kung fu in their hearts, they were not afraid of him, even if Gu Mozhi's martial arts skills were deepened, he was a fierce tiger, but he couldn't stand the wolves to surround and kill.

The black-clothed men were sure that as long as five or six people died, they would be able to kill Gu Mozhi on the spot.

This is also the main reason why Hatama Chi appeared on the scene, but did not take the lead in making a move, but separated the two warring parties, he was not sure that he would kill all the black-clothed people in front of him one by one, and if one was not good, he would fall in his own temple today.

is such a fierce group of people, but they are firmly controlled by a leader, how high should that leader's martial arts be.

At this moment, Kumachi had time to take a closer look at the person who took the lead.

At this look, Gu Mozhi's eyes suddenly tightened, and he said in his heart, "It's broken." ”

I only felt that the other party's whole momentum was like an abyss, and his whole body was full of true qi and restrained, but he couldn't feel the other party's martial arts realm at all, and looking at his figure, he was just a young man's appearance. (To be continued......)