Chapter 1920 Xiling Layman Struck by Lightning

When another old man saw this, he didn't dare to be negligent. He actually flew up and waved his hand. The seemingly ordinary hand suddenly became bigger. Golden palms followed the old man's Buddha seal and moved towards the others. Several cloaks wearing mysterious clothes helped the disciples smash them away.

These two old men turned out to be Buddhist disciples!

Moreover, these two Buddhist disciples actually came to protect Jiang Chaoguan and this Taoist Xiao Jian!

"Huh??" Zheng Mou was obviously extremely surprised and said in shock, "Are you a monk from Xiaojin Temple? Is it possible that you also covet this Yuan Stone?"

It's a pity that the two old men of the Buddhist sect did not answer. Seeing the power of the Zen staff and the shadow of the Buddha's palm, they were very close to Zheng Mou and others! Naturally, except for Zheng Mou who stood firmly there, holding it slightly in his hands and not moving, the other disciples of the Cloak Gang had already moved their bodies, revealed their weapons, and fled in all directions.

"Ji~" Seeing that the two Buddhist elders had no intention of answering, Zheng Mou hurriedly spread his hands, and a small green sword about an inch long appeared in his palm. As Zheng Mou recited the sword formula, a The breath was sprayed on the small sword, and the small sword flew up into the air with a "swish" sound. It rose up when it saw the wind, turned into a green blade more than three feet long, and hit the Zen staff with a "clang" sound!

Zheng Mou's flying sword was obviously no match for this Zen staff, and it was instantly knocked away! However, the attack of the Zen staff was also blocked, and Zheng Mou and others took advantage of the situation and rushed out from the attack range of the Zen staff.

"Hmph..." The old man's Buddha seal changed again, and the Zen staff made a "buzzing" sound and was raised again...

Another old man's palm fell, except for a man in black who escaped. The palm fell on the rock, raising a burst of dust, and a palm print of one foot in size and three inches deep was clearly left on the rock! The other four men in black were all hit by their palms. Although these men in black tried their best to raise their weapons to resist, the weapons were knocked away. They all vomited blood and rolled down the mountain!

"Junior brother, don't leave anyone alive..." Seeing this, the old man who controlled the Zen staff warned him, and urged the Zen staff to hit Zheng Mou again. But the brilliance of Zheng Mou's little sword is dim. He was severely injured just now.

The entire situation in front of Jiang Chao Temple was completely controlled by the two old Buddhist monks who suddenly appeared. However, there was no trace of joy on Xiao Jian's face, and there was even a strong fear and shame on his face. He was also muttering in his mind after the disciples of the Cloak Gang were killed. Your own destiny?

"Keng..." At this moment. A strong sound of swords rushed out from under Jiang Chaoling. A cold voice shouted, "Where did this wild bald donkey come from! How dare you kill someone in front of me!"

But I saw a green sword light streaking across the sky like a bolt, and the rich brilliance illuminated half of Jiangchao Ridge. An old man in Confucian attire held a flying sword and stabbed two old men from the Buddhist sect out of thin air.

"Silk,

The third level of Yuanli! ! "As the sword light approached, a coldness like snow involuntarily emerged from the hearts of the two Buddhist elders. They both whispered in unison, looked at each other, dropped their attacking cloaks to help the disciples, and activated the Buddha's seal. The Zen staff and palm prints rushed towards the flying sword!

"Boom..." A violent impact sound came out, light splashed everywhere, and then there were two screams! The Zen staff that had just knocked away Zheng Mou's flying sword was now split in half by the flying sword of the old Confucian cultivator, and the hand of the old man who moved the Buddha's palm was cut off by the flying sword!

The two of them flew back and fell on the foot of the mountain!

"Roar..." After the scream, Yuan Ya, who was fighting with four men in black, also roared and jumped out of the crowd, with blood stains on his arms! Although he smashed the weapons of the two men in black, he was still unable to fight with his two fists. His arm was seriously injured and he could not hold on.

"Thank you Xiling layman..." Zheng Mou was not surprised by the ending, and bowed to the fallen old Confucianism cultivator.

"No need to be polite!" The old man waved his hand, and the three-foot-long flying sword in his hand spit out the sword light again, and said coldly, "I will kill these two bald donkeys, you kill these two bastards! I will kill these two bastards!" I don’t believe that the hair inside the crown won’t come out!”

"Yes, this junior knows!" Zheng Mou agreed, waving his hand and saying, "Quickly, chop these two people down!"

"This immortal friend..." Two old Buddhists who fell to the ground, one hurriedly took medicine to stop the injury; the other hurriedly escaped from his arms with a jade token and shouted, "We are Liang The Imperial Master of the Shanliang Kingdom, this is a token issued by the Lord of the Shanliang Kingdom! I am here to protect Daoist Xiao at Jiangchao Temple! Otherwise, you must not touch this Daoist Priest! The war between Xi Country and Shan Liang Country!"

"Shan Liang Kingdom?" The old Confucianist cultivator of Mingyue Xiling was stunned, and grabbed his hand, and the jade tablet fell into his hand! This jade plaque is three inches in size and crystal clear. It is extraordinary at first glance. On the front of the jade plaque is the word "single beam" with dancing dragons and phoenixes, and on the reverse is the word "xiao"!

"As expected, he is the national preceptor of Shanliang Kingdom!" Xiling layman frowned, looked at the two Buddhist old men and asked curiously, "Why are you waiting all the way to come here to protect an old Taoist bastard?"

"Fellow Immortal, this is the order of the leader of our country!" The old man did not explain, obviously he did not want to say more, "Fellow Immortal, you can take away any Yuan Stone or other objects as long as you do not harm Taoist Xiao! Nothing has happened to me today!”

"Well..." Xiling layman was obviously moved! He didn't want to contend with the orders of a country lord, even though the Shanliang country was not close to the Xi country.

"She~" Zheng Mou, who was not far away, said with a smile, "They have already heard your name, but you have seriously injured them! It's not like you don't know how petty the Buddhist disciples are! If you let them go, Jiang Chao will Can I still get the Yuan Stone? Even if I don’t take it, the Cloak Gang still wants to survive in Changsheng Town for a few more years! You don’t have to be hunted down to the end of the world?”

"Not bad!" Xiling layman looked at Jiang Chaoguan, who was still motionless, and said with a ferocious smile, "I have offended Buddhist disciples before, and was chased by an old bald donkey of the second level of Yuanli. If I were released today After passing them, I will run away again! Even if I get the Yuan Stone, I won't be able to practice properly..."

"Rumble..." Just when the Xiling layman made his decision, a burst of green light flashed in the sky above Jiangchao Temple, and then there was a sound of thunder! After the thunder, thick clouds came from all directions, and the night sky that was clear just now seemed to be changing.

The thunder naturally attracted everyone's attention. However, looking at the dark clouds and mountain wind high in the sky, there was nothing unusual about it. It was just a bit muffled and strange. Looking at Jiang Chaoguan, which was completely motionless, they didn't pay much attention to it. However, when the Xiling layman tried to activate the flying sword again, and the two Buddhist old men's faces turned pale, "Boom..." Countless thunder lights emerged from above everyone's heads, heading towards the Cloak Gang and Xiling without any clue. The layman fell down!

"Ah!!!" The lightning was moving very fast. Although the Xiling layman blocked it with a flying sword in a hurry, under the powerful thunder, the flying sword was instantly shattered. The Xiling layman was hit by three lightning beams. There is no more breath in the screams!

As for Zheng Mou and others, it was even worse. There was no resistance at all. Several big holes were shot out of their bodies and they fell on the spot!

"Rumble..." More than a dozen lives fell instantly, and the remaining thunder still fell. Thunder and lightning continued on the foot of the mountain. After a while, calm returned to the foot of the mountain, except for the four people who were stunned. Outside, there are rocks and mountain roads that have been chopped into charred black pieces! It's just that the scorched blackness is covered by the night, and it can't be seen except for the rising smoke!

The calmness only lasted for a few breaths. "Cracking, crackling," big raindrops fell from the clouds above the lightning, hitting the faces of the stunned people, hitting the corpses killed by the thunder, and even falling on the river. On the tidal ridge...

After half a meal, the thick clouds gradually moved away, revealing the half-full moon that had fallen in the sky, and the raindrops gradually became sparse. Xiao Jiancai said coldly to the two Buddhist elders as if he had just woken up from a dream: "Go back to Shanliang Kingdom and tell Xiao Jun! I have the protection of my Taoist spirit, and there is no need for his hypocritical kindness. ! And you should also bring my words to him! When I get tired of living in the Hidden Immortal Continent, return to Shan Liang Kingdom and take back the throne that belongs to me!"

The two Buddhist elders once again looked at the Xiling layman and others who were struck to death by lightning in horror, then at the scorched black land, and finally at themselves, who were unscathed, and at the slightly muddy mountainous area. They exchanged glances and saluted Xiao Jian deeply, then rushed down the mountain road in a somewhat embarrassed manner and gradually disappeared.

"Teacher...Master..." Yuan Ya dared to speak at this moment, and said in an incredible tone, "Disciple...Isn't this disciple dreaming?"

"Ya..." Daoist Xiao still shouted in a longer voice.

"Yes, Master!" Yuan Ya replied a little distractedly.

"Come here!"

"Yes, Master!"

"Use all your strength to grab my arm!" Daoist Xiao's words were as vague as a gust of wind.

"Yes, Master!"

"Ah!!!" Daoist Master Xiao's scream was comparable to killing a pig! "Grandma, I asked you to pull hard, but I didn't ask you to kill me!"

"Yes, Master!" Yuan Ya's voice did not contain any surprise, but still had a sense of confusion, "This disciple didn't use much strength..."

"Grandma, it doesn't look like a dream!" Daochang Xiao looked at the bruises on his arms and gasped, with a hint of excitement in his mouth.

"Is...is it Master's...supernatural power?" Yuan Ya stuttered and whispered, "Master...is he a human being?"

ps: Waiting for the leader of fellow Taoists to "pass the time", haha. )