Chapter 52

Night rain, evil wind, Castle Peak temple.

Seeing that they were about to ring the mountain gate, Yuan Kun took the initiative to wave and let the mountain gate open.

As the two walked into the temple.

A creak.

When there is no wind, the mountain gate is closed.

obviously,

Yuankun wants to close the door and beat the dog.

meanwhile.

There are eighteen scaly monsters forming the eighteen Arhats array, each holding iron bars on both sides, powerful and domineering.

There are more than 200 monster knives and axes in the dark, ready to jump out at any time and let them see what is called monster group fighting.

Xu Xian and Hai Kong looked at each other and walked into the temple with his head still iron. He also saw the abbot Yuankun sitting in the center.

Yuan Kun also looked at them, and his long white eyebrows kept shaking~

Obviously, he was looking at both.

The once defeated general of his subordinates is all right. The little monk has been exposed by his iron rod

Fear is not enough.

Besides, the little monk was injured when he came, and now he is even worse.

Unless he has any cards, it's basically for nothing.

What Yuankun really cares about is Xu Xian whose breath is stable in the sixth grade of martial arts.

Well,

As a swordsman, he is indisputable for hiding the realm.

After all, the spokesman of Jianxiu is' Sao Lang cheap '

They all like to dress up as pigs and eat tigers. They are also good at killing enemies across the border. They are very good at how to dress up.

But even so, Yuan Kun thinks he is at most a three-level sword repair

I just want to wait until they enter the temple and kill them with the help of geographical advantages.

But when he really saw Xu Xian's face and the relegated immortal's temperament, he really panicked.

Yes, he is a little confused about Xu Xian's depth.

You know, this temple is his "demon domain". The array in it is enough to give him the second-class peak combat power.

In addition, he has White Ape blood, natural agility and a pair of spiritual eyes. In fact, it is easy to judge the cultivation level of the enemy, which is also one of his cards in wandering the Jianghu.

But the little scholar in front of me

Danger!

A red to black word "danger" hung on the head of the little scholar.

This all means that as long as you make a move, you will basically be cold. It is most likely that there are no bones and no last words.

So now there is only one possibility to save your life.

so

Yuan Kun meditated for less than a second. Before Haikong monk spoke, he slowly said in a long-awaited tone:

"It seems that I'm right. I let you go the day before yesterday. I've thought of today."

"Now that you two have come, let's do it..."

"Send me to the West paradise..."

“？” Xu Xian is a little confused.

“？” The sea and air are also a little confused. Weren't you arrogant when you came up and stabbed me with an iron bar?

And I ran down the mountain desperately. Why did you let me go?

Besides, why are you so counseling now.

Slot,

I refuse!

He Xu Xian hasn't even pulled out his sword. He has a stable breath. Why do you look down on people?

At the beginning, he dared to stick me. Why don't he dare to fight him now?

But yuan Kun was overjoyed when he saw this scene in front of him. Since Jianxiu had some doubts, it was up to him to practice the mouth shield Dharma for many years.

In this way, Yuan Kun took a deep look at them and began to tell his miserable life in a tragic tone

Time passes slowly.

Very slow.

The old monk's eloquent narration, coupled with unstoppable tears, delayed the progress of storytelling.

But the goods forgot to dispel the evil wind and rain in the sky

In fact, it was nothing.

But he didn't know someone was waiting for Xu Xian outside.

At this point.

In the mountains and forests.

In order not to leak the breath, his highness and others let all members leak in the rain... Now they have become drowned chickens one by one.

Fortunately, everyone's cultivation is profound. It doesn't matter if you pour it for a while and a half.

But two hours passed.

There was no movement at the temple on the top of the mountain?

This group, including Mr. Song, are very curious

The evil wind is blowing in the broken temple. If you are a monk, you can detect the problem

You two are not here to kill demons. Are you going to pay New Year's greetings?

"Sneeze!"

"Ah sneeze, ah sneeze..."

"A sneeze, a sneeze, a sneeze..."

When a person sneezes, it's like infection. Sneezing sounds are everywhere on the left and right sides of the downhill road.

The third highness stood under the tree with the same pale face. He also felt that his nose was a little itchy, so he couldn't help it

Ah Tui~

Poof.

Mr. Song looked down at the snot on his clothes. He stretched out his hand... And retracted his hand... Just when he hesitated, the snot fell on his shoes along with the rain.

Hey.

Mr. Song sighed and left it alone.

So he looked up with a kind face and said, "Your Highness, otherwise you'd better forget this operation. Don't wait."

"No, let's go up the mountain too. If I don't kill Xu Xian today, it's hard to solve my big man."

"Hate in my heart..." Mr. Song leaned over and whispered.

"Yes, it's hard to solve my hatred." The third highness looked at Mr. Song with appreciative eyes, but said again:

"Anyway, I have to go up the mountain today. I have to kill those two hearts with my own hands."

"In my opinion, if they don't do it for such a long time, they may have something to do with the monsters on the mountain. If they take all of them away, it can also be regarded as eliminating the harm for the people and for the future of Datang."

"This..." Mr. Song was a little embarrassed and said that you associate a little more.

And the plan became a little too fast

It was originally agreed to deal with Xu Xian alone.

good heavens,

He killed a sea and air on the way.

Of course, it doesn't matter. They both deserve to die. Let's go on the road together.

But now it's better to deal with the monsters on the mountain.

But... Just my chessboard, it's not big enough.

However.

Mr. Song's gentle refusal did not work.

His highness just sneered, "what are you afraid of him?

Not to mention, sir, your second level, my third level, and the remaining seven are also third level. "

"Coupled with their seven star killing array, experts in the first-class realm can't escape death."

"There's no way to set a trap now."

"But for those crooked melons and cracked dates at the top of the mountain, do you need more means?"

Mr. Song took a deep look at him and glanced down at the runny nose on his shoes

He said with a sudden realization: "Your Highness is right. Your subordinates are too cautious."

His Highness the third raised his head on his waist: "I have already said that if you weren't too counsellor, we would be one and be able to do great things."

"Your Highness said yes." Mr. Song nodded in recognition of his mistake and looked pale as if:

"But your highness, you know..."

"My subordinates are chess players. They don't have much combat power. Why don't you send them first... Relax your muscles and bones, let me restore my spiritual power a little, and come to help your highness clean up the mess immediately."

"You don't have to come up later." His highness frowned and said nothing more.

Because he knows Mr. song very well... As long as he can live, he will never take the initiative.

so

Such a group of murderous guys rushed into the temple immediately.

This group of guys, who don't talk about martial virtue, go up and have an AOE. The output is directly full, and the little monsters in the temple are emptied in an instant

Then he will rush to Xu Xian's position.

However,

The story of the old monk is not over yet.

Xu Xian listened to the scream. He saw more and more screams outside

Xu Shusheng was angry,

And let people listen?

Do you have a sense of public morality?

Disturbing residents at night?

Draw the sword.

Take it back.

Shua

A sword light of tens of feet swept away.

The seven figures just about to rush into the hall

Their bodies stagnated imperceptibly, and their eyes stared round at the same time

And a little skeptical about life.

They want to say

Although we are just a group of dead men, we don't even have a line this time. Will we be killed for seconds?

Ah, this,

Hasty

The next second,

The sword light has broken through the door and pulled out a brilliant cloud in the sky.

After counting the interest,

The hall was silent.

Xu Xian picked her eyebrows, smiled at the old monk and said, "it's quiet now. Please continue your speech. Your story is very interesting..."

Yuankun took a breath of air-conditioning. His eyes almost stared out just now.

Now I hear this sentence again

He smiled instantly and continued to tell stories with sweat and trembling.

The only thing I don't know is,

Is the story long enough

Maybe the length of this story is the length of your future life

After all,

Although he had predicted the upper limit of Xu Xian's combat power, he still didn't expect... He could lose seven three points per second.

of course,

What Yuankun didn't expect

The third highness who patronized the dress force didn't expect

He just stood outside the hall, rubbed his eyes, and tried to find the trace of the seven dead.

In other words,

Have you all gone to hide and seek after the sword Qi?

Dead man, where are you dead