The heavens start from the eight parts of Tianlong

Chapter 238
Wenxin Temple is just an ordinary temple in Aquarius Prefecture. How could it be so virtuous tonight?It actually attracted experts from various factions in Beimang's rivers, lakes and temples to come.

Apart from the three major sects, the thirty catchers brought by the middle-aged Tigan in the spider web organization alone are enough to kill all the other monks except Master Baoxiang.

Among the masters of the same realm, Wu Fu is recognized as stronger than the people in the three religions, not to mention the Wu Fu in the spider web organization, they are all cold-blooded killers who pay attention to efficiency and kill without blinking an eye!
But today, in addition to the spider web, there are also three real people from the Tao Zhi Xuan Realm, young masters from Tibing Mountain and Qi Jian Yue Mansion, and six thousand elite cavalry led by Wang Yong, the commander of the Aquarius State.

What he has to deal with, besides the monks of Wenxin Temple, is also the mysterious luck of Buddhism.Be sure to kill all variables in the cradle!
"The moon is dark and the wind is high, it's a good night for killing people!" said the middle-aged man holding the pole.

"So, let's do it!" The round-faced real man withdrew his smile and said, "Leave the old monk Baoxiang to us, and leave the rest of the monks to you!"

Master Baoxiang, the abbot of Wenxin Temple, has a pseudo-vajra realm cultivation base, and now has the blessing of Beimang Buddhist luck, and his cultivation base is unfathomable.

Only the three great masters of the Taoist sect can make a move with confidence.

"Okay!" The falcon in the middle-aged man's hand suddenly flew into the sky and let out a sharp eagle cry.

Thirty men who were lurking outside the Wenxin Temple, heard the news and sneaked into the Wenxin Temple.

At this moment, in the abbot's courtyard of Wenxin Temple, Master Baoxiang, who was meditating, suddenly opened his eyes and blurted out: "The big thing is not good!"

Wuyou, who was in charge of the night watch today, heard the sound and moved in. He pushed the door open and said, "Master, what's wrong?"

"Buddhism has encountered a catastrophe unseen in hundreds of years, and now I am determined to do the work of destroying Buddha!" ​​Master Baoxiang said with a distressed face.

"How could this be?" Wuyou was also in chaos, he seemed to have thought of something, so he asked: "Master, how do you know?"

Master Baoxiang stood up and looked at the vast night. The endless darkness almost swallowed up all the light.

He pondered for a moment, and finally made a decision: "Wuyou, go to the backyard immediately, take Wuyou and Xiao Wuming, and leave Wenxin Temple, as far as you can."

"Master, must it be like this?" Wuyou said solemnly.

"If you don't leave, it will be too late." Master Baoxiang stared ahead and said, "They are already here!"

"Shh!"

Thousands of whisks swept into the abbot's room like a white silver dragon. At the same time, two figures broke in through the roof or the wall. They aimed directly at Master Baoxiang, creating a deadly situation.

"boom!"

Danger was imminent, Master Baoxiang was bathed in the precious light of colored glaze, and with a big hand, he slapped Wuyou a hundred feet away, but he used cleverness, the purpose was just to send Wuyou out of the battle circle.

Wuyou understood its meaning, and although he was reluctant to give up, he still turned around and rushed towards the courtyard where Wuming was.

Ever since Wuming fought Baijiao during the day, he has been in a coma. At this moment, a powerful enemy is attacking, so he must protect Wuming.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

In an instant, in the abbot's room, Master Baoxiang started fighting with the three great masters of Daode Sect. The three great masters joined forces to attack and instantly shook the huge abbot's room to pieces!

The gunpowder smoke cleared, revealing Master Baoxiang in the ruins. At this time, Master Baoxiang was no longer as old as before, and his muscles were bulging, like a vajra glaring, cleaning away the demons.

There is a faint precious light circulating on his body, protecting his body, so that Master Baoxiang's whole body is even vaguely elevated to the Vajra state!

"With good luck, let's break through the situation! Two junior brothers, set up a three-talented formation, trap and kill this beast!" The round-faced real man looked solemn, flew up, and seized the heavenly position.

Seeing this, the long-faced masters and the white-faced masters took up positions and positions respectively, forming a three-talent formation, trapping Master Baoxiang in it.

The fists, palms, and whisks turned into the force of wind and thunder, gathering the energy of the formation to kill Master Baoxiang.

"Amitabha!"

Master Baoxiang clasped his hands together, pronounced the Buddha's name, and operated the "Arhat Demon Subduing Magic Ability", taking a strong blow from the three great real people!
"boom!"

There was a sound of metal and iron clanging, Grandmaster Baoxiang's expression remained unchanged, his figure remained motionless, even though he received the blow, he was also dragged by the three people, and it was difficult to free his hands, and he was rescued.

"The calamity is over, worry-free, the rest is up to you." Master Baoxiang thought to himself.

Not to mention the battlefield in the abbot's room, let's just say that Wuyou, who was slapped into the backyard by Master Baoxiang, also encountered a crisis at this moment.In front of him, a woman wearing a white gauze and holding a sword had already stopped in front of him.

"Wenxin Temple, Wuyou?" Man Tingshuang asked.

"Get out of the way!" Wuyou said with a sinking face.

No matter how merciful he is, being bullied into his door like this, with the look of being driven to death, Wuyou couldn't bear it.

"Death!" Man Tingshuang unsheathed the long sword in his hand, and a frosty sword energy rushed towards his face.

"Amitabha!" Wuyou clasped his palms together, and suddenly had infinite Buddha power to disperse the frosty sword energy.

With just this move, both parties know that the other party is not a mediocre hand, and is actually a lifelong rival.

……

The backyard of Wenxin Temple, an unnamed residence
With a big steamed bun in one hand and a Buddhist scripture in the other, Monk Wuwu stood beside the unconscious Wuming.

At this moment, a monk whose robes were stained with blood stumbled in and ran in on his hands and feet.

Worry-free frowned and said: "No fear, panic, what happened?"

Wuwei said with a look of horror on his face: "Senior Brother Wuyou, enemies are coming in! Several senior brothers are dead!"

"What?" With a solemn expression, Wuyou took the lead and stepped out of the unknown courtyard.

Sure enough, not far away, there were several corpses of fellow disciples lying down, and two masked men in black, armed with sharp weapons, came to kill him.

"Death to Buddha!" ​​Seeing his fellow disciple being killed, Wu Wu's eyes turned red.

True Qi is stored in his palms, combined with natural divine power, even the most common Arhat Kung Fu can exert powerful lethal power in his hands!

"boom!"

First of all, he leaned close to his body, and rushed forward like ten horses crushing him, knocking a man in black flying, causing the man's body to be deeply embedded in the stone wall, and his seven orifices bleed to death.

Then, with another grab, he picked up another man in black, and then threw it fiercely to the ground, making a deep hole in the ground.

The chest of the man in black was completely sunken, and it seemed that there was more air coming in and less air coming out.

In the blink of an eye, Wuyou's martial arts skills were clearly superior to Wuyou's as he killed two spider webs to catch Tinglang.

"Senior Brother Wuwu is mighty!" Wuwei followed behind Wuwu and shouted.

"These rats will be killed by as many Buddhas as they come." Wuyou patted his chest and said.

A "stab" sound!A short knife as sharp as a willow leaf passed through his heart, and then he pulled it out with a clean and neat technique without any sloppiness.

A look of astonishment appeared on Wuyou's face. He clutched his chest tightly, turned around slowly, and looked at Wuyou with a gloomy expression behind him, with a look of disbelief on his face.

"Wu fear, why...why?" Before finishing his sentence, Wu worry fell to the ground, his eyes wide open, and died.

This master of Wenxin Temple, second only to Master Baoxiang, died in the hands of "one of us" for no apparent reason.

At this time, the middle-aged man Tigan showed up with more than a dozen dragon catchers and said: "You did a good job, are there anyone alive here?"

Apparently, Wu fear is the cobweb man, who was ordered to lurk in Wenxin Temple, and with mental arithmetic, he succeeded in assassinating Wu Wu, the most skilled martial artist among the younger generation in Wenxin Temple.

this!It's the cobweb's style of doing things, unscrupulous, pervasive, and omnipotent!

"There is another person in the courtyard, named Wuming, who seems to be in a coma. I will kill him." Wu fear said.

"Go!" said the middle-aged man carrying the pole casually.

From the moment they shot their spider webs, the fate of the monks in Wenxin Temple has been decided, and they must die!
　I made a big loss today and accidentally posted all tomorrow’s posts. My saved manuscripts are gone...

　　
　
(End of this chapter)