That Yaoqin was indeed a poor woman who was carrying the right and wrong.

He grabbed the heavy Zen stick and rushed into the piano platform.

However, the Zen stick used by Mustard Monk is a Buddhist soldier in Nirvana Temple, which is not as simple as the Buddha stick used by Lang Monk.

This Buddhist weapon has a strange appearance, no edge or saw.

Even if you hit the enemy, you will not cause fatal injuries, and it implies the Buddhist compassion.

The head of this stick is made of tin, iron in the middle, and tooth corners at the bottom. There are three rings of cloud patterns on the head of the stick. There are also nine rings of different sizes hanging, which means returning to the truth.

It looks a bit cumbersome and not very practical.

But in Nirvana Temple, there are special means to use flying rings to defeat the enemy.

This Zen Staff is heavy, and one stick can be hit with a thousand pounds. Ordinary martial artists do not understand the method, and only the monks who are struggling to fight in Nirvana Temple can use it well.

As soon as the Mustard Monk fell into the piano platform, a Holy Fire Tribe attacked.

The two of them seemed to be looking for something in Qin Taichung, and they had just killed several panicked servants.

Behind them, there was a monastery who seemed to have been burned to death. Seeing a monk with a face jumping into the piano platform, the two of them were not afraid.

One person holds the light pestle, and the other person wears boxing gloves.

He shouted the name of the holy fire and attacked the Mustard Monk.

"It's true...the Holy Fire Cult..."

When Mustard Monk saw the Qimen weapons and saw these two people making moves, the air around him seemed to burn and twist as if the sharp light pestle and the fist and palm seemed to be wrapped around him, and then he knew the identity of the visitor.

This unique skill can be used in the world by only the Holy Fire Sect.

"Amitabha"

The mustard seed monk chanted the Buddha's name and took a step forward to meet the two of them.

He waved the heavy Zen stick in his hand and rotated around his palm. It was obviously an extremely heavy thing, but it was as light as a feather, and he defeated the light pestle that was coming.

The Buddhist layman held the Buddhist beads in his hand and punched him forward.

The fist is strong, and when you take action, you will see the sound of rivers flowing across the river. It is better than the light palm that comes from the person in front of you, and hits the center of the scorching palm with one punch.

"Click"

The sound of bone cracks sounded, and the Holy Fire Tribe screamed, his bones were broken, and his arm was wiped out by a mustard monk.

"Bang"

The heavy Zen Staff was pointed at the ground, and the bluestone ground cracked.

The mustard monk held a stick in one hand and placed his left hand in front of him. His face was free from sorrow or pain, but the knife marks on half of his face looked very ferocious.

"Give up the weapon!"

He warned:

"Don't commit an offense."

This was a warning, but the two sacred fire believers seemed to be silent.

Even the injured man who had been abandoned was furious and shouted something like a sacred fire. The sacred fire was shining, and then he went crazy and attacked the Mustard Monk again.

This made the Buddhist lay Buddhist shook his head.

He took a step back, placed the Zen stick in his hand diagonally behind him, his body sinks, and the warm and peaceful Buddhist true energy changes.

The body's exercises have been transformed from the compassionate Bodhi Nirvana Sutra to the more destructive method of suffering, meditation, and silence.

"Subduing demons and eliminating demons, the great power of the dragon."

The mustard seed monk closed his eyes slightly and recited a sentence softly.

The next moment, the Zen Staff was swung.

The unique skills of Nirvana Temple, the great power Tianlong Staff Starting Style.

"Clang"

Under the huge shock on the ground, the two people who rushed towards the Mustard Monk flew over the gravel and flew backwards at a faster speed. The two men blew blood in the air, like ragged dolls smashed by huge force.

When they fell to the ground, their sternum was broken and raised, their arms were folded into a twist, and there was no divine light in their eyes.

Obviously, I can't survive.

Buddhism is compassionate, but when people are killed, they also have their eyes on the Vajra to subdue demons and eliminate demons.

As for the Buddha, he can also recite scriptures.

The mustard monk's casual stick also made Yang Beihan, the elder of the Seven Secretariat who was hiding in the dark, narrowed his eyes.

The five short-sized elders hide in the shadows and curled up like rats.

He watched the terrifying monk wipe the blood from his Zen stick, recited a few more Buddhist scriptures, turned around and rushed deep into the piano platform, and then he resumed his breathing slightly.

Yang Beihan was a man of old age. Seeing that the Holy Fire Sect was very fierce, he did not jump out to help.

At this moment, when I saw the pure Buddhist technique of Mustard Monk, I felt that I had helped me out 99% of the time.

With a short figure, he jumped out of his hiding place like a ghost and flew towards the edge of the piano platform. Soon after, he found the worry-free life who was carrying a knife magazine on his back, looking for Yaoqin.

He stood on the tree and said to the worry that he was ready to shoot his knife at any time:

"Let's go! We both don't care about this!"

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You Wuming raised his head, looking puzzled.

"A little little Luoyueqintai, less than half an hour after the raid, three experts on the ground have arrived. That cunning woman is also hiding, and she can't find any left and right.

This matter doesn’t seem like an ambush in advance.”

A flash of light flashed in Yang Beihan's eyes. He stroked his chin and briefly explained to You Wuming:

"I can only say that these Holy Fire Cults are very lucky and have been planning for a long time, but they are difficult to accomplish. God doesn't like them."

The cunning guy sneered twice, and then said to You Wuming:

"If the three people on the ground attack come, you can't beat them with an evil knife no matter what. I haven't drunk yet and don't want to take action.

Before we left, the sect leader also advised him to find an opportunity to do this.

If you can't do it, you don't need to be desperate.

Let me go, we won’t participate in Suzhou.

This ghost place has a very deep water!

Send that letter to the unpromising Zhang Lan, and we set off for Luoyang..."

After thinking for a moment, Yu Wuming nodded without hesitation, he jumped out of the high wall with Yang Beihan.

The two soon disappeared into the forest outside the piano platform.

Shen Qiu, Dongfang Ce, and Mustard Monk didn't know about this. Even if he knew about it, he didn't have the intention to stop it.

Because they were in trouble too.

Among these Holy Fire Cultists who raided the Qintai, there was a tricky master of the Earth List.

Still a body refining...
Chapter completed!