Great Sage of the Heavens

　　 Guo Jing walked quickly to the inner courtyard, but was attracted by a scent. He fixed his eyes to see that Jiang Que and Huang Rong were surrounded by a big pot of meat. "Brother, now there is a large army outside, let's go with me."

　　 Looking at Jiang Que, who had already taken off his scarf, Guo Jing was also stunned. Such a handsome man is quite rare.

　　 Jiangque smiled slightly, "Don't worry, you can fight after you are full."

　　 Guo Jing came over and he knew it clearly, but when he saw this silly boy he smiled and said, "Your name is Guo Jing, come and have a bowl of snake soup!"

　　 As he said, Huang Rong filled a bowl of snake soup and handed it over. Anyway, there was a lot of it. In spite of the danger, Guo Jing came to him and went out with him.

　　 "Huh?" Guo Jing was taken aback, "Brother, it's critical now, we..."

　　 Originally wanted to refuse, Jiang Que waved his hand, "Don't worry, this snake soup has the effect of enhancing cultivation, and you have earned it."

　　 If someone were to come, he would never entertain him so politely.

　　 "Brother Jiang, why is this kid stupid?"

　　 After the three of them had divided the snake soup in the big pot, Huang Rong and Jiang Que murmured softly, Jiang Que smiled awkwardly, "Okay, now hurry up, Rong'er, you strive to break through to the late day after tomorrow."

　　 Immediately practicing Yungong, Huang Rong was originally restrained, but Jiang Que was not afraid of it, and Guo Jing was already in a state of cultivation.

　　……

　　 Inside the metropolis.

Most of the arena and lake forces gathered in restaurants and inns or brothels, and many people were paying attention to the visit to the Zhao Wangfu tonight. After learning that Wanyan Honglie had mobilized more than 30,000 soldiers to encircle the Wangfu and shoot with crossbows, Many people can't sit still.

　　If Wanyan Honglie is really successful, wouldn't the disciple sent to investigate the palace at night die?

At the residence of Quanzhen Sect, Zhao Zhijing looked at the three generations and four generations of disciples in front of him and was also anxious, "Everyone, masters and uncles and uncles have been trapped in the Zhaowang Mansion. As a junior disciple, I must go to rescue. "

　　 "How to save?"

　　 Some people were dissatisfied and said: "Our martial arts are not enough to kill someone's 30,000 army. I think it is better to divide the family property as soon as possible."

　　 "That is, uncle and uncle uncle and the others have been trapped in the enemy camp and there is no chance of escape. Even if we go, we will only cost our lives for nothing. It is better to take advantage of the chaos and run away from the city."

　　With the absence of the Seventh Son, the third and fourth generations of disciples are already in a mess. With Zhao Zhijing's ability, he can't control the situation at all, let alone he has no prestige.

　　 Looking at the chaotic scene, he can only sigh.

　　 The beggar helps the place.

　　 Hong Qi Gong was stuck in Hu Chihai, but was interrupted by a sudden voice, and a beggar rushed in to help his disciple, "The main thing is not good!"

　　 "What's the matter?" Hong Qigong frowned and asked, "Is there any news about the relic? Or does the Jinren want to get rid of me and the others?"

　　 The disciple hurriedly said: "Fang Master, the people we sent have been trapped in the Royal Palace of Zhao. Now King Zhao has mobilized an army of 30,000 to slaughter the people in the palace. In addition, Jin Wuwei is surrounding my residence."

"what?"

After listening to the beggar’s disciple’s words, Hong Qigong slapped up the table with anger, “Damn, what a cunning golden man, this means trying to kill us all. Once the rivers and lakes in the big city are robbed, they will go south. Isn't it unobstructed?"

　　 He is not stupid, he immediately understood the impact of this.

　　 I wanted to join in the fun to see the Blessed One's relic, which has been madly spread by the people of the world, if it can be obtained, it would be better. Who knows that the gold is as cunning as a snake.

　　 "Immediately summon all the disciples of the beggars in the metropolis, we must go to the palace to rescue people anyway!" Hong Qigong said coldly: "It was so easy to find a successor, but you can't let him die."

　　 "But the helper, the people from the Imperial City Jinwuwei are coming towards us." The disciple of the beggar helper smiled bitterly, "I'm afraid I can't get out at all."

　　 answered his words very simply, "Kill out!"

"Yes!"

　　 In the end, forced by Hong Qigong’s fame, the disciple had to take the order, otherwise he would die first.

　　 The house of Iron Palms is now messed up.

　　 Qiu Qianzhang was even more panicked when he got the news, and said anxiously: "What should I do, my second brother is invincible with one hand, but now he is besieged by tens of thousands of troops. We don't have enough manpower to look at."

　　 Twenty people, three or two small fish and two shrimps, even if Qiu Qianzhang is Qiu Qianren’s eldest brother, but he has no martial arts, he can use deception a few times, but he still can’t face the army.

　　 "My lord, the people of Jinwuwei surrounded the inn, afraid that they would take us down and ask the crime, and maybe they would kill them." A disciple of the Iron Palm Gang reported.

　　 Hearing the words, Qiu Qianzhang even sat on the ground and said blankly: "It's over, how can this be good?"

　　The golden man is a foreign race. He was a primitive man who could eat people hundreds of years ago. How can he not be afraid?

　　The residence of Tantric Buddhism, a few old monks naturally also received news, one of them said humanely: "Everyone, the king is trapped in the palace, go and call for rescue."

"But Jinwuwei also surrounded the inn." An old fan said solemnly: "I'm afraid we won't be able to get out~www.ltnovel.com~ Who knows, the old fan in front shook his head, "The Dharma is a Tantric In the future, even if you enter the sword mountain and the sea of ​​flames, you will have to rescue the King. As for the golden guards outside, just kill them! "

　　'S faint voice seemed murderous, and there is no such thing as a bit of compassion from the Buddhists!

"it is good!"

　　 The other veteran monks nodded, and said, "That's all there is, there can be nothing wrong with the King!"

　　 They were very depressed, and instead of getting the relic, they got into trouble. They had long known that the King Kong Vajra would not allow him to visit the palace at night.

　　 "The golden man is a foreign race, he is really brutal!"

　　 Looking at the Jin Wuwei who surrounded the inn, an old monk sighed: "There are so many martial artists in the metropolis. They are doing this to be an enemy of the world martial arts. Sooner or later, the golden men will fold in!"

　　 On the other side, Shaolin residence.

Several old monks also received the news, their eyebrows were tightly furrowed, and one person said: "Duzhen is a genius at the Bodhidharma Academy. It would be a pity if it is a genius at the Bodhidharma Academy. Although I have sealed the mountain for more than decades in Shaolin, it is impossible. bully!"

　　 Many old monks nodded their heads, "Elders don't have to be so panicked. It's just a group of golden soldiers. It's really impossible. We Shaolin can't say that we can't kill demons and kill demons, and return the world's living creatures!"

　　 There were also young monks who accepted the words with approval, "The golden men were invincible dozens or hundreds of years ago, but the ease of life over the years has made them forget their ferocious wolf nature. It is no longer a fear!

　　 In addition, this time I can also declare to others: Our Shaolin Temple is a sect with a thousand-year heritage, and it is definitely not easy to deceive, even if it is the Golden State. "

　　 "This is reasonable!"

　　 The other monks also followed suit. They will disturb the situation in the metropolis, and even the imperial city that harms the golden man!