Chapter 972: The Protective Disciple in Trouble

At the front of these monks was a young monk with a low figure, a little thin body, a little tender face, and a look of only thirteen or fourteen years old. The young monk looked young, but with a arrogant face, and more than a dozen monks next to him were followed respectfully.

Before the monk could approach, Yuan Hai saw it, and immediately left Zhang Xiaohua alone, stepped forward quickly, folded his hands together, and smiled and said, "Who am I? It turns out that I am Master Kong Jian, why do you have time to come to the mountain gate?"

The little monk didn't return the favor, but just smiled and nodded: "Who are you...? Are you the nephew who is on duty today?"

"Uncle Master, my name is Yuanhai. I am not on duty today. I just practiced Arhat Fist with my junior brothers in front of the mountain gate. I saw the signal from Junior Brother Yuan Meng..."

Before Yuan Hai finished speaking, Kong Jian waved his hand and said, "No need to say anything, I just asked if you are a disciple on duty. I also saw that signal. What happened?"

Zhang Xiaohua looked coldly, with no expression on her face. The disciple who had just taken the Dream Waist Card was behind Monk Yuankong. He must have been stopped by this monk. How could he not know what happened here? When asked at this time, he naturally wanted to embarrass himself!

So Zhang Xiaohua didn't answer.

Sure enough, Yuan Hai glanced at Zhang Xiaohua and said to Yuan Hai: "Junior Brother Yuan Meng, tell Uncle Kongjian about what happened here again!"

"Yes" Yuan Meng responded respectfully, walked to Kongjian and said everything he had just happened.

Nakong smiled when he met, looked at Zhang Xiaohua and said, "Chuan Xiang Sect? I have only heard of the female inner disciples of the Chun Xiang Sect, but where have you heard of any Dharma protectors?"

The monks next to them burst into laughter!

"Haha, in this world, there have always been only Dalin Temple with Dharma protectors, but not even the Tianlong Sect. When will the Incense Sect have Dharma protectors? You kid, do you need to say? You must have pretended to be the reputation of the Incense Sect and actually came to my Dalin Temple to provoke?"

Zhang Xiaohua chuckled on her face and bowed, "I am the disciple of the incense sect who is the guardian of the incense sect. Behind me, I am also the disciple of the incense sect in the palace. If the young monk doesn't believe it, he can send his waist card into the temple. Please ask Master Chang Geng and others to verify it. Why bother here to make noise?"

The words "Little Monk" mean that Kong Jian's face changed slightly, and the monks also shouted: "You disciple who doesn't know where to come from, this is Master Kong Jian, my Dalin Temple guardian, Master Kong Jian. How can you call him a little monk?"

"Dharma Protector?" Zhang Xiaohua was stunned and then smiled, "Hahahaha, what do I say? It turns out that this is also a Dharma Protector. However, I am the envoy who sent the incense sect to Dalin Temple to send a message. I don't rank any seniority with you Dalin Temple. This monk is quite young. If I don't call him a little monk, what else can I do?"

"Even if I am a Dharma protector, I am protecting the Dharma that preaches the incense sect. What does it have to do with your Dalin Temple?"

Kong Jian was furious and pointed his hand and said, "Which Dharma protector are you? How dare you act wildly in front of the mountain gate of Dalin Temple? I am a Dharma protector of Dalin Temple. I want to kill demons and eliminate demons and support the justice of my Buddhist school!"

"Who is afraid that you will not succeed?" Zhang Xiaohua also smiled. At this time, he already felt vaguely that Master Jingyi sent him, the Dharma Protector, to Dalin Temple, probably not as simple as no one can send him!

"Give me my weapons!" Kong Jian waved his hand, and the monks behind him ran back in response. In just a moment, more than a dozen people were divided into two groups, and two huge copper hammers were lifted up in a "humph"!

"This..." Zhang Xiaohua was also slightly stunned at this time. The fights in the world all focus on speed and killing. Who would use such a heavy copper hammer? This thing can only be seen in the battle between the two armies!

Seeing that more than a dozen people were walking slowly, Muro saw impatiently, he rushed over and took the copper hammer with one hand, walked to Zhang Xiaohua, shook his hammer with both hands, and shouted: "You kid, come sign up!"

Zhang Xiaohua jumped off Huanhuan's back, held the Prajna Sword in her hand, walked closer, and said, "In the next Li Xiaoyao, I have already reported it just now. Could it be that the little monk has a bad memory?"

Kongjian snorted from his nose and said, "Ren Xiaoyao, I advise you to honestly explain your origin. What are you doing in Dalin Temple?"

Zhang Xiaohua curled her lips: "You little monk, I have explained the reason clearly. No word is left. If you want to do it, who is afraid that you will not succeed?"

"Hahaha, it's refreshing!" Kong Jian said with a smile: "Although you pretend to be a disciple of the Chuanxiang Sect, if you do this, I will let you go a few moves."

As he said that, he shook the copper hammer again: "Ren Xiaoyao, I can teach you that my copper hammer is three thousand kilograms, and a pair of six thousand kilograms. If you know that you are not your opponent, you should explain your future earlier!"

Kong Jian insisted that Zhang Xiaohua was not a disciple of the Incense Sect, and he saw that he had a lesson. Zhang Xiaohua was not polite, so he waved the Prajna heavy sword and said, "I'm not lighter than your copper hammer. The specific weight is not clear!"

"Hahaha" Kong Jian laughed and said, "There is actually a boy who is even more arrogant than me. A sword embryo can compare to my hammers. It's really ridiculous. Don't blow your mouth apart!"

"Does the monks in Dalin Temple only speak empty words?" Zhang Xiaohua said coldly.

Kong saw anger on his face, touched the two copper hammers in his hand, making a "bang" sound, shaking everyone's ears. Then he jumped and jumped up. With a swing of his left hand, the copper hammer was smashed down, and his right hand did not stop, followed by his left hand, and he also swung it up...

"Look at the hammer!" Kong Jian shouted loudly, and the copper hammer hit it. A strange sound came from the copper hammer in his left hand. The sound was very strange, just coming towards Zhang Xiaohua. He felt confused in his heart, just like when Zhang Xiaohua broke into Yixiang Peak that day, he encountered Hu Ben's ripe copper rod!

Zhang Xiaohua was so excited that she was calm and said to herself: "This copper hammer is indeed a bit tricky!"

Not only the copper hammer, but also the empty hammer technique, once it is used, it can be seen with cleverness. The left hammer hits Zhang Xiaohua's top door, which makes it vague to overcome cleverness, while the right hammer follows closely, with a vague trajectory, just waiting for Zhang Xiaohua's response before making the final response!

How could Zhang Xiaohua be afraid of him?

When I saw the left hammer knocking down, I was not panicked. I just raised the Prajna heavy sword and hit the copper hammer!

"Huh?" Seeing that Zhang Xiaohua's heavy sword was not hitting his wrist or pounding the handle, Kong Jian was overjoyed. He was born with divine power and always liked to compete with others. When he heard Zhang Xiaohua bend the weapons of Yuan Meng and others, he was naturally surprised and came to find awkward. He was afraid that Zhang Xiaohua would avoid it, so he used the method of provoking him. Seeing that Zhang Xiaohua had hit his trick, he collided with his copper hammer with a stick-like sword embryo, and as he followed his wish, he said unconsciously: "Okay, then let's see how much strength you have!"

As he said that, the right hammer suddenly exerted force, and it caught up with the left hammer, and the two hammer heads hit Zhang Xiaohua's Prajna together.

With a loud "kneel" sound, the two hammers hit the Prajna heavy sword, but there was not even a trace of sparks, and Koji's face showed a look of shock!

His double hammers were held by Zhang Xiaohua's Prajna heavy sword and could not be pressed down an inch! It felt like two copper hammers hitting the stone slab!

But even the stone slab should end up in a broken way!

"This..." Kongjian's eyes shrank slightly and he laughed: "Sure enough, how dare you make trouble in front of Dalin Temple?"

As he said that, he was not polite. He swung the double hammers and used the hammer technique, hitting Zhang Xiaohua one by one!

When Zhang Xiaohua saw Kong Jian performing the hammer technique, he was also happy. He didn't need to learn sword techniques and sword techniques. After all, he had the magical sword-driven technique, and this hammer technique was rare. His shocking stick was still a bit lacking. If he could draw some gains from the hammer technique of Dalin Temple, wouldn't it be perfect?

Kongjian didn't know what Zhang Xiaohua was thinking? Seeing Zhang Xiaohua being tired of dealing with it, a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth. She used the hammer technique and wanted to knock Zhang Xiaohua to the ground with one hammer~

In order to see Kongjian's hammering technique, Zhang Xiaohua memorized it while deliberately showing weakness and seducing it with clumsy sword technique. Even so, Zhang Xiaohua's calm appearance made the disciples around him say something: "You are right, Senior Brother Kongjian is an unprecedented genius in my Dalin Temple. He has become a Dharma protector at such a young age, but the strength of his arms can compare with the entire Dalin Temple?"

"Who is this Ren Xiaoyao? He actually fought with Uncle Kongjian!"

Although the sound was small, Kongjian heard it in his ears. In addition to being ashamed, the hammer head was even more like a raindrop, constantly dripping on Zhang Xiaohua's Prajna Sword~

After another moment, Kong Jian's moves repeated. Zhang Xiaohua thought silently in her heart. The entire hammering technique was intact. So she shouted: "Little monk, you are used to fighting too. Now let's look at Ren's sword technique!"

After saying that, the sword was pulled, and it was lifted flat in the air and chopped it to Kongjian's body.

Seeing Zhang Xiaohua having no rules and seemingly unfounded move, Kong Jian felt a little contempt from his heart: "Even if it is a sword embryo, you can't treat it as a simple knife!"

However, when Zhang Xiaohua's Prajna fell halfway, Kong Jian felt a little alert from the bottom of his heart, and felt that the heavy sword's move was very exquisite. No matter what move he used, he would be hit by the heavy sword.

So, I originally used the left hammer to block it, and the right hammer was used to hit Zhang Xiaohua's waist. I immediately pulled the right hammer, stretched out my arms, and used all my strength to knock it out!

There was another "clang" sound, which was duller than the previous few times. I saw my arms sore, and the three thousand pound copper hammer felt like I couldn't hold it...

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