Before Cen Xiyan let go of the copper coins in her hand, someone was one step faster than her. A sharp branch flew over with a "whoosh" sound caught in the wind, and hit the wrist of the bright-faced man who had raised his dagger.

!

The masked man let out a cry of pain, then let go of the short knife in his hand, and dropped it on the stone steps with a "dang" sound!

One of the leaders among the masked men couldn't help but shouted, "Who is that? How dare you meddle in other people's business!"

As soon as the leader finished speaking, he heard a majestic and cold voice, approaching from far away, saying sternly: "You thieves! How dare you despise the king's law and gather people to commit murder in broad daylight! You are so bold!"

The masked men were startled when they heard the loud shouting. They looked around and saw a group of people coming up from the bottom of the mountain. They were rushing towards here!

The two men at the head, one in white robes and the other in navy blue brocade robes, are extremely fast. They look like Lian Jiazi at first glance! They are also followed by seven or eight guards, who also walk light and fast, and have already drawn ice blades in their hands.

War preparations were made.

The leading masked man had sharp eyes and saw that the guards were dressed the same as the two guards brought by Cen Xiyan. He knew in his heart that something was wrong. He was from the Cen family! It seemed that he would not be able to capture this girl from the Cen family today.

, he quickly said a jargon to his accomplices, "The wind is tight, pull it!"

After hearing the leader's order, the men in black didn't care about arresting Cen Xiyan and Jingshuang, and fled in all directions. But the main road down the mountain had been blocked by those who came after that, and the other directions were filled with woods or

There was still a lot of snow on the mountain at the moment, so it was not that convenient to walk on the path. As for going up the mountain, they did not dare to go. The Yuehua Temple was enshrined by the royal family and there were many experts there.

"It's the Marquis and the Third Master!" Jingshuang whispered.

"Yes." Cen Xiyan nodded and looked at the people who were walking quickly. The two leaders were Cen Ao and Cen Lan!

Cen Lan's arrival was expected by Cen Xiyan, but Cen Ao's arrival somewhat surprised her.

Cen Xiyan calmly put away the copper coins in her hand. Naturally, the reinforcements had arrived, so there was no need for her to take action.

In the blink of an eye, Cen Ao and Cen Lan had already rushed up with the guards of the Cen family. Together with the two guards brought by Cen Xiyan, there were more than ten people in total, and each of them was extremely skilled and as powerful as a tiger, chasing after them.

The masked men who went first started fighting, and the scene became even more chaotic!

However, those masked men were obviously not martial arts masters, but just a group of gangsters from a certain river and lake. Naturally, these rabble-rousers were incomparable to the elite guards of the Cen Mansion. Even though they had a higher number of people, they were still beaten to death.

Falling flowers and flowing water, it is difficult to even parry, let alone fight back.

"Rah! Raah! Hurry!!" The leading masked man was anxious and kept shouting.

Cen Lan broke the arms of a man in black and kicked him to the ground. Then he quickly came to Cen Xiyan and asked nervously: "Sixth girl, how are you? Are you injured?"

Cen Xiyan shook his head and said, "Thank you, Third Uncle, for your concern. Xiyan was not injured." After a pause, he pretended to be surprised and asked, "Why are Third Uncle and father here?"

"Uh...your father and I wanted to visit Master Konghua, but we happened to bump into you..." Cen Lan said.

"Oh..." What a coincidence... Cen Xiyan knew in his heart that it wasn't just a coincidence, so he didn't say anything.

Looking at Cen Ao again, his movements were sharp, cruel and merciless. In a moment, he had killed three masked men. It was obvious that he was angry.

Cen Xiyan hurriedly shouted: "Father, please stay alive! These people dare to commit murder at the foot of the Emperor on Yuehua Mountain. They are not like ordinary gangsters."

Cen Ao was angry and suspicious at the same time. After hearing Cen Xiyan's reminder, he no longer took the action to the point of killing people, but instead used acupuncture points on the masked men to restrain them.

Seeing that Cen Xiyan was not injured, Cen Lan felt relieved and joined the battle.

At this time, a group of people also came down from Yuehua Mountain. Cen Xiyan looked back and saw that the people who came were all bald monks wearing monk robes!

The leader was wearing a cassock, with white eyebrows and white beard. He looked about sixty years old. He was an old monk.

"Amitabha, good, good..." The old monk recited the Buddha's name and said: "Dear donors, why are you killing people in this important place of Buddhism?"

Cen Lan quickly stopped a masked man, looked back, carefully identified him, and then asked: "But Master Kongchen?"

When the old monk heard this, he also looked at Cen Lan carefully, and then said, "Amitabha, is Cen Lan's benefactor?"

"It's me." Cen Lan nodded and said, "I haven't seen you for more than ten years, but Master Kongchen is still so tough. Today I came to visit Master Konghua Abbot and Master Kongchen, but I didn't expect to encounter a thief here. I'm sorry to bother you.

I really feel sorry for the Qing cultivator in Buddhism. Now I have no choice but to catch these thieves first and then reminisce with the master."

Upon hearing this, Master Kongchen glanced at the fleeing masked men and said: "There are thieves committing murder in my Buddhist land? I, the Yuehua Temple, must also investigate."

After receiving the signal from Master Kongchen, the monks behind him also started to attack the masked men!

The territorial man among the masked men was being locked in a fight between two guards. At this moment, when he saw reinforcements coming from the other side, he was secretly complaining, maybe he had to explain it here today!

Unwilling to give up, he secretly let out a sigh, and then used a life-threatening fighting style to launch two killing moves in a row, forcing the two guards who were pestering him to retreat temporarily. He quickly raised his Dantian, performed Qinggong, and tried to escape from the scene!

As for the other accomplices, he couldn't care about them at the moment.

When Monk Kongchen saw the masked man trying to escape, he threw out the Buddhist beads in his hand, hitting the leader in the back! The leader immediately spat out a mouthful of blood, staggered two steps, and then lay on the ground.

In the snow, I can't get up.

Cen Xiyan looked at this scene and couldn't help but take another look at Monk Kongchen. He said that although Yuehua Temple was small, the monks in it had very different backgrounds and were as skilled as a cloud. It seemed that this was indeed the case.

Cen Ao, Cen Lan, and the guards of Cen Mansion, plus the monks who came down from Yuehua Temple, totaled more than twenty people, and each of them had extraordinary skills.

There were sixteen of those masked men, and their martial arts skills were far behind. In the end, none of them managed to escape. Except for the five who died, the rest were all captured!

Those monks were much gentler in their actions. In addition to restraining people, they did not kill anyone. The few masked men who died were all killed by Cen Ao and a few guards.

Several monks looked at the dead bodies and couldn't help but recite a few more Buddhist chants, "Amitabha, good, good..."

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Chapter completed!