Chapter 364

"It's not suitable to stay here for a long time." Yan Feng turns around and is about to leave. As soon as he turns his head, the golden light suddenly flashes in front of him. Yan Feng can't open his eyes for a moment.

When Yan's whole body became weaker and weaker, his whole body became cool.

His whole body is golden, his upper body is bare, and he is strong and strong. Yan Feng is also a man of insight. From this point of view, he is

"Damn it? no The eighteen bronze men of Shaolin Temple? " Three consecutive questions from the heart fully show Yan Feng's confusion and awe at this moment.

Yan Feng didn't know why he called this name. Maybe it's because the eighteen bronze people of Shaolin temple should have existed in major movies and TV plays. Now it's too surprised to see real people.

The eighteen golden Arhats yelled in unison: "yes, we are the eighteen bronze men of Shaolin Temple! Do you want to leave after offending the abbot? "

The voice of eighteen people's shouting sounds like the voice of one person. The sound is like a great bell. It is majestic and awe inspiring. The eighteen bronze figures are shining with gold and their muscles are strong. Yan Feng sees that animals wandering in the bamboo forest, such as pheasants and rabbits, have started to flee in four places.

The eighteen bronze men stopped Yan Feng's way. As soon as he finished speaking, he began to set up the Shaolin eighteen bronze men array.

Ten people surrounded Yan Feng. Three of them practiced boxing before the battle to frighten the enemy. The remaining five people beat Yan Feng hard with various things.

"Ah!...!" Yan Feng's bleak voice reverberated in the silent temple. It was very desolate and helpless.

Five minutes later, Yan Feng was dragged into the Shaolin Temple with blood all over her body, leaving a long, dark red bloodstain on the ground. The scene was simply unbearable.

"Are there really eighteen bronze men in Shaolin Temple?" Luo Ling's face is unbelievable. We should know that all the golden bronze figures are unique masters who can take charge of their own affairs. They are only characters that appear in movies and TV series.

Nie Zhenwei's expression was very positive, with a trace of fear in his eyes, and said: "yes, the eighteen bronze people are the strongest fighting force in Shaolin Temple except the abbot. Their task is to prevent the people in Shaolin Temple from leaving without permission. Moreover, the eighteen people have been fighting together, and the means are extremely cruel. If Yan Feng can come out of Shaolin Temple, it will prove him It's qualified. "

Luo Ling frowned and was puzzled that such a character should be famous, but why can't we search for the information about the eighteen bronze men? The Hongshan Shaolin Temple can be found, but the amount of information is very small. If it wasn't for Nie Zhenwei, Luo Ning would never have thought that the legendary devil training camp was actually a Shaolin Temple.

When people like Nie Zhenwei talk about the eighteen bronze men of Shaolin Temple in Hongshan, they still have awe in their eyes. Luo Ling can imagine how ferocious those 18 bronze men are. I'm afraid Yan Feng is more or less unlucky this time.

"What if Yan Feng doesn't come out?" Asked Lingluo.

Nie Zhenwei looked into the distance and fell into the distant memory. In his eyes, a vague figure appeared. It was a rickety old monk sweeping the floor outside the red mountain Shaolin Temple.

"I still remember that there was a sweeping monk in Shaolin Temple. Once I asked him how to conquer the eighteen bronze men. He said that he beat the old abbot when he was 20 years old, and then he stayed in Shaolin Temple all the time. He couldn't go out at all." The sadness in Nie Zhenwei's eyes is self-evident.

Luo Ling owes himself, and already has a bad feeling. He asks, "Uncle Nie, how old was he when you saw that sweeping monk?"

"Seventy three years old."

"Seventy three years old?" he said in surprise? Did he not stay in Shaolin temple for 53 years? "

Nie Zhenwei corrected Luo Ling, "he was trapped in Shaolin Temple of Hongshan mountain for 53 years. He tried to escape. After more than 30 years of escape, he said that he suddenly woke up and returned to Buddhism. In fact, he was too old to escape any more. He said that he belonged to Buddhism, but it was his last stubbornness."

Luo Ling takes a breath, thinking that Yan Feng is not finished if he offends the abbot? Yan Feng is good at Kung Fu, but his skill is only better than that of ordinary people. When he meets the eighteen bronze men of Shaolin Temple, he must be beaten.

Luo Ling suddenly hopes that Yan Feng will not go to the Hongshan Shaolin Temple, or she will be trapped there for a lifetime and become a monk from a secular person. Luo Ling is very sorry.

"Young master." Nie Zhenwei could see Luo Ling's mind more or less, so he enlightened Luo Ling and said, "sometimes there must be something in his life. If Yan Feng goes in, it's his own destiny, and it's a rare experience in his life for him to be tempered inside. It will make his strength and mind more mature. Only those who are strong enough are qualified to be entrusted with important tasks."

"I'm afraid he'll be trapped there for the rest of his life." Luo Ling thinks, with the strength of Yan Feng, it is completely possible.

In other words, since there are so many terrible bronze men in Shaolin Temple of Hongshan, Luo Ling is curious and asks Nie Zhenwei, "how did Uncle Nie escape from there at first?"Nie Zhenwei's mouth curled up in an arc, with a little pride in his smile. Obviously, it is one of Nie Zhenwei's brilliant deeds to be able to run out of the hands of the eighteen bronze men in Shaolin Temple in Hongshan.

"There are 18 bronze people in Shaolin Temple. They are all excellent in martial arts, strong in physique, and can fight and carry. Moreover, because they are 18 people who eat and sleep together, it is almost difficult to find a chance to be alone. However, it is not that there is no way to conquer them. To defeat the 18 bronze people, we can only outwit them..."

"Smart?" Luo Ling asked, "Uncle Nie didn't beat them in those years?"

Nie Zhenwei sighed and said: "the eighteen bronze people are the invincible existence of Shaolin Temple in Hongshan, except for the old abbot. Ordinary people can't be the opponents of the eighteen people. For the young master, they are nothing, but for us ordinary people, they are the existence of nightmares. No matter when you leave secretly, you will escape But their eighteen pairs of eyes. "

Luo Ling nodded and was more interested in the eighteen bronze men. After all, there were eighteen bronze men in Shaolin Temple in reality. This kind of existence has already surprised Luoling.

Nie Zhenwei's daily work and rest were analyzed in detail in the next 18 and a half hours.

In other words, in half an hour, Nie Zhenwei knew exactly where and what each of the eighteen bronze men was doing.

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