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The monk shouted, abandoned the Zen stick in his hand, and retreated. But he saw a soldier rubbing his body and moving forward, but a long knife in his hand was slashed mercilessly.

The monk roared, and his hands turned into bronze, clamping the long sword, and was about to exert force to take away the long sword. A spear was like a poisonous snake, and the armor was broken, and the spear head had already penetrated three inches of flesh and pierced into the lower abdomen.

The monk screamed and snatched away the sword. Another three-pole spear stabbed, and blood immediately flowed. If the armor was not strong and offset most of the power, he would probably be that the monk would have died now and could not die anymore.

"Swoosh..." The crossbow arrow almost hit the monk's forehead. Such a close distance made a look of despair flash in the monk's eyes. It was a short distance of less than ten feet. It can be said that as soon as the crossbow arrow went out, it had already shot into the monk's face, and there was no time to avoid it.

The monk was already driven up by the huge power of the crossbow, flew out two or three steps away, and was nailed to the bluestone slab on the mountain road.

"Mom..." Seeing this powerful monk who was so powerful that he was invincible in defeating all of them could easily die at the hands of these soldiers.

All the monks were motivated and shouted and fled backwards. However, another rain of arrows flew over, nailing them to the ground from behind. In the end, less than half of them escaped back to the temple. Most of them were wearing armor.

The entire Longquan Temple was already in panic. The so-called monks who were originally calm and composed were completely panic. Some just closed their eyes and recited scriptures, waiting for death. Some were walking around like ants on a hot pan, without any countermeasures.

At this time, Qin Hui wisely closed his mouth, tried to shrink his body back, and tried not to attract anyone's attention. He knew that at this time, facing these messy monks was the most dangerous time for him!

The remaining monks retreated. Crying and scolding were everywhere, making this pure land look like a vegetable market.

Someone shouted: "The Song army is so powerful! They have too many people, and the bows and crossbows are so powerful..."

Monk Facheng's scalp was numb. The biggest reliance in the temple was gone. Originally, he thought that the monks who had spent so much effort to raise in the temple could withstand thousands of troops.

Especially the powerful monk just now, he had outstanding military power. He was very famous not only in Longquan Temple, but also in Yanyun. He was known as the unparalleled guns and sticks. He was known as the two heroes in the world as Zhou Tong of the Song Dynasty.

Countless people boasted that this monk was a powerful general who was in the army, just like the legendary Guan Yu and Zhang Fei.

However, unexpectedly, the monk killed only one Song army and died at the hands of a few soldiers, and was extremely cowardly.

The monks are not real armies, they are completely different from their tactics. In the real army, they don’t care about fighting alone with you at all. They give you great skills and have no chance to play.

He ran into the dark room in panic. He came to the statue of the Locust God and prayed in a low voice. However, there was no response at all. Facheng suddenly became even more frightened. He opened his mouth and saw that the divine light on the arhat statue had been lost, and the locust God had no idea where to go!

Facheng only felt a moment of tightness in his chest and dizziness. Not long ago, the Locust God was still swearing with him to deal with Wen Fei with them, Longquan Temple.

However, unexpectedly, something really happened. This guy ran faster than a rabbit. He made Facheng feel depressed and wanted to vomit blood.

He staggered a few steps, his eyes turned black, and he finally stood still. Anger arose from his heart, hugging the statue hard and shaking it. With a click, the statue was pushed down and fell to the ground, becoming several pieces.

"It's over, it's over. The hundreds of years of great foundation in Longquan Temple will be destroyed in my hands!" Fa Cheng, a owl-like crying and laughing voice, collapsed softly to the ground.

After a while, he suddenly stood up: "Authentic, yes, there is still a secret passage in the temple. I will leave the green mountains without worrying about burning firewood!"

He walked out quickly, but almost didn't spit out an old blood. The treasury in the temple was opened, and many monks reported strings of copper coins and cloth from it and ran away.

Even the secret passages in his meditation room were opened, and the famous calligraphy and paintings hanging on the walls and valuable things were looted. Many monks escaped from here and there were many copper coins and various wealth on the ground.

"Puff..." Monk Facheng finally couldn't help it, and a mouthful of blood finally spurted out: "How could they know that the exit of this secret passage is here? What about Xianru? Didn't I ask him to guard the secret passage? Where did he go?"

What Facheng naturally didn't know was that seeing that things were already terrible. His apprentice, the illegitimate son whom he loved the most, robbed all the most valuable things and opened the secret passage to escape. In a panic, he even forgot to close the secret passage door...

There were endless shouts of killing, and it was obvious that the Song Dynasty's army had surrounded and killed outside Longquan Temple. Facheng completely collapsed on the ground, and the betrayal of the illegitimate son gave him the greatest mental blow.

But at this moment, he saw a sound in the secret passage. A human head was thrown out with blood. When Facheng saw the human head, he immediately made a crying and laughing sound like a night owl. This was no one else, but the Xianru head of his illegitimate son.

It seems that the son who betrayed him could not escape after all. The sound of the secret room sounded, and soldiers of the Song Dynasty with distinctive armor came out...

............

"The most powerful Tezka Polypoca is here!" said the leader of the tribe who led the way carefully.

Master Wen nodded to the leader of the small tribe, and saw his face full of panic. Even the warriors who followed him here were the same.

On the bank of this small river, there is a small tribe. Walking further forward, it is already beyond the farthest residence of these tribes, and it can be said that it is already the boundary of this "country".

Now even if the team of hundreds of people arrives, they have not alarmed the people of this tribe at all. To be precise, they can no longer be alarmed. Dead people can no longer be alarmed.

Although the tribe's tent and the semi-permanent wooden house are still there, you can even see the Jinchona woods opened up by the attachment.

But the people of this tribe had already died in the attack of the fog clan a few days ago, leaving only two living people.

It was a lonely man and woman who couldn't sleep at night, sneaking into the woods to do something. As a result, they only witnessed everything that happened and escaped from the sky.

The dozens of people in the entire tribe were covered by such a night fog, screaming loudly. When the fog dissipated, everyone turned black and died.

Wen Fei took the lead and walked towards this quiet place like the ghost realm to see if he could find any clues.

The warriors behind them were trembling. If there were any other enemy, they would rush forward without hesitation. However, when they encountered such indescribable things, they would only have fear.

Master Wen Da Tian ignored these guys. He had already felt that the yin energy in this place was extremely heavy. It seemed to have a monstrous ghost energy. In the words of this place, there was a natural spirit floating around.

"Why are there so many? Is there anything strange about the fog?" Wen Fei said intimately.

The ghost energy here is surprisingly strong, but Master Wen did not see half of the ghost's existence, and he felt something was vaguely wrong in his heart.

At this moment, a scream with a change of tone suddenly rang out. Someone was overly panicked and screamed as if he was killing a chicken.

In just a flash, he had arrived at the place where the sound was made.

The warriors brought by the samurai were all pissed and panicked. From the forest of the Jinjina tree, they were covered in mud and shaking things came out.

"These are all dead people, all dead people... we buried them in..." When the leader of the small tribe saw Master Wen, he ran over as if he had grabbed a life-saving straw, and grabbed Master Wen's clothes and shouted.

No big or small, no one knows the magnanimity! Master Wen frowned and found out the more he did not know why Liu Bang had to wait until Shusun Tong created the etiquette before he realized the dignity of being an emperor!

Looking at his dirty sleeves that were caught, Master Wen couldn't help but complain. As for the things in front of him, they didn't even put them in his eyes!

Wen Fei waved his sleeves and a strong wind blew out. Not only did he blew this guy shut up, but he also let the guys who had just crawled out of the soil blow directly away.

How could this happen? Everyone was stunned. Although they knew that Master Wen was powerful, even the Sun God and the Night God were not opponents, these guys had no idea about how powerful this magic was.

Seeing this scene now is nothing to describe in a daze.

"Who?" Master Wen heard a sound from the Jinjina forest, and his body shook and had already entered the forest.

On the branch of a big tree, I saw a guy covered in bruises.

"Imanadarotu?" Wen Fei was slightly surprised. This guy pretended to be like this here. Was he trying to plot against himself?

Not so stupid, right? Besides, Master Wen didn't have to get close to him, just knowing that this guy was seriously injured and his blood was about to drain his strength. (To be continued...)
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