Chapter 696

"Other hospital? Which hospital? " Zang Jun looks at Yan Wuji suspiciously and asks.

"Sutra Academy." Yan Wuji looks at Zang Jun with a smile and answers.

"Oh, it turned out to be the master of the Sutra Institute. I just urged the great monk Zhijue. He didn't need to transfer people from the Sutra Institute. Thank you, master Huiwu." Zang Jun arched his hand and said.

"Huiwu should thank the general and all of you for your hard work in protecting the abbot. All of my Tianyuan Temple disciples are grateful."

"Ha ha, master Huiwu is much more fun than your martial uncle. Come on, come on, you stay here with us. We don't have to be so boring." Zang Jun said with a laugh.

Yan Wuji said with a smile, "I have been in the Sutra collection hall all the time. I will go through the backyard in the future. If I get familiar with the terrain here, I will come back to talk with the general about Sutra and Dharma."

"I don't need to talk about classics and Dharma. I can't understand your verses. If you have any interesting stories, you can tell them." Zang Jun laughs.

"Easy to say, easy to say!" Yan Wuji hands together, should a, straight through Zang Jun and others, back yard.

As he walked and looked around, he found that at least dozens of experts were hiding in the bamboo forest and rockery. The monks of Tianyuan temple were all taken away. These people should be the guards brought by Zang Jun.

When they come to the gate of the small courtyard where Guangshan is recuperating, ten guards brought by Zang Jun are here. They have no doubt about Yan Wuji. They just take a look at him and let him look around.

After observing for a while, Yan Wuji came to the gate. A guard frowned and stopped him: "stop, who are you looking for?"

Yan Wuji bowed down and gave a salute: "I have something to see Daxiong Shizu."

The bodyguard looked up and down at Yan Wuji, and saw that he was self-confident. He thought that he came from Zang Jun, but he didn't get suspicious. He stepped aside and said, "master Daxiong is decocting medicine in the hospital. Go ahead."

"Thank you, generals!" Yan Wuji saluted again, then looked up and walked in under the gaze of ten guards.

Came to the courtyard, Yan Wuji slightly a Leng, small courtyard empty no one, faint voice of conversation from the main room.

According to the map Yan Wuji got, master Guangshan was healing in the main room without any hesitation. Yan Wuji walked slowly towards here, walking steadily, and the guards in the dark didn't notice anything unusual.

"Disciple Huineng asked to see Daxiong Shizu. Please preside over Jin'an." Yan Wuji imitates Huineng's voice and asks for help from outside. At the same time, she stealthily takes out a piece of black cloth and covers it on her face, because the guard with his back to the outside is not noticed for a moment.

"You're not in the front yard. Why are you here?" The voice of nobility came out.

"Martial uncle Zhijue sent me here. If you have something important, you should report it to Shizu."

There was a moment's silence in the room. It seemed that Daxiong could not leave. He said, "come in."

"Yes, Shizu!"

Yan Wuji said, lowered his head to push the door and went in. He had already sensed the breathing of four people in the room. One of them breathed intermittently. It was obvious that he had been poisoned by the "* * grass".

"You are not Huineng!" At the moment when he entered the door, Daxiong had found something wrong and rushed to him.

"Guangshan, today is your day of death!" Yan Wuji suddenly smiles and rushes to Guangshan who is sitting on the bed. He claps his hand and attacks Daxiong.

"To die!"

"Presumptuous!"

Ouyang Qianxun and huoling'er came to stop them. Two long swords cut through the void, and the shadow of the swords stood between Yan Wuji and Guangshan.

The guard outside the courtyard heard the fighting in the room, and quickly gave out a sharp roar, which rang through the Tianyuan temple. Hundreds of figures rushed here.

All this happened between lightning and flint. Yan Wuji didn't dare to delay. In a flash, several shadows appeared in the room and rushed to Guangshan from different angles to kill master Guangshan before the reinforcements arrived.

Through the shadow of the sword, Yan Wuji flashed by Ouyang Qianxun and huoling'er. He took out a dark knife and threw it at the withered master Guangshan. He still didn't dare to use the ghost mirror, which is the eight trigrams mirror.

"Hum!" A cold hum spread, big male quickly flew over: "who are you on earth?" Said, in the hand many a common extreme abstinence knife, blocks Yan Wuji to throw short knife.

"Those who want your lives." Yan Wuji expected that this would happen very early. When he attracted Daxiong to block the dagger, his body suddenly disappeared in the same place. When he reappeared, he had already come behind master Guangshan.

"Be careful!"

"Master!"

Daxiong, Ouyang Qianxun and Huo ling'er were shocked. Ouyang Qianxun's body suddenly turned into a remnant of smoke and rushed to Yan Wuji like lightning.

Huo ling'er throws out the Zixiao sword and turns it into a blue light to direct Yan Wuji's face.

Now, if Yan Wuji continues to attack Guangshan, he will be hit by Ouyang Qianxun and huoling'er.

But looking at the master Guangshan who sat in front of him and couldn't move, Yan Wuji gave a cruel smile and clapped down.At the critical moment, master Guangshan suddenly disappeared from where he was. A hole appeared on the bed where he was sitting. Someone took him down.

Yan Wuji's eyes suddenly widened, and he flew away with a cry.

"Where to go!" Daxiong yelled angrily and stopped him.

Ouyang Qianxun and huoling'er turn around and chase Yan Wuji. They shout outside. Zang Jun leads three hundred bodyguards and dozens of eminent monks from Tianyuan temple.

Yan Wuji is not worried about these things. The only thing he is afraid of now is the man hiding under the bed. He flies to the bed and still doesn't feel the existence of the man. He is afraid to think about it.

"Roar!" Yan Wuji roars and rushes forward regardless of everything. He calls back the Black Dagger. A black light hits Daxiong's face, forcing him to dodge.

"Bang his grandmother!" Zang Jun could see clearly outside. When he saw Yan Wuji's monk robe, he knew that he had been fooled. He couldn't help but shout angrily.

Hundreds of lights suddenly appeared. They met Yan Wuji, who was about to rush out of the door. The colorful lights were shining, just like a milky way flying towards him.

Three hundred bodyguards and dozens of eminent monks of Tianyuan temple, who had just arrived, hit Yan Wuji with their magic weapons one after another. He had to dodge to one side and didn't dare to step back.

Seeing this, Daxiong nods to Ouyang Qianxun. Ouyang Qianxun understands and chases him with a long sword. The speed is extremely fast, blocking Yan Wuji's escape direction.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Daxiong takes out his own magic weapon, a six foot long iron bar, the bowl mouth is thick and thin, and swings it to Yan Wuji. A strange roar suddenly rings in the courtyard.

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