Chapter 1920: The Layman of Xiling Lightning Strike

In addition, when an old man saw this, he didn't dare to be negligent, and he flew up and waved his hand. The seemingly ordinary hand suddenly became bigger, and golden palms were born with the old man's Buddha seal, moving towards The rest of the cloaks in black robes were thrown away by the disciples.

These two old men turned out to be Buddhist disciples!

Moreover, these two Buddhist sect disciples are actually here to protect Jiang Chaoguan, to protect this Daoist Xiao Jian and Xiao Daoist!

"Ah??" Zheng Mou was obviously extremely unexpected, and said in surprise, "Are you a monk from Xiaojin Temple? Could it be that you are also coveting this primordial stone?"

It's a pity that the two Buddhist elders didn't answer. Seeing the power of the Zen staff and the palm shadow of the Buddha's palm, they were very close to Zheng Mou and others! Naturally, except for Zheng Mou who was standing there firmly, holding his hand slightly without moving, the other disciples of the Cloak Gang had already moved their bodies, revealed their weapons, and fled in all directions.

"Disease~" Seeing that the two Buddhist elders had no intention of answering, Zheng Mou hurriedly spread his hands, and a small cyan sword that was one inch long appeared in his palm. As Zheng Mou recited the sword formula, Breathing on the small sword, the small sword flew into the air with a "swish", and it rose in the wind, turning into a three-foot-long green blade, and hit the Zen staff with a "clang" sound!

Obviously, Zheng Mou's flying sword was no match for this Zen staff, and was knocked flying in an instant! But the attack of the Zen staff was also blocked, and Zheng Mou and others took advantage of the situation to escape from the attack range of the Zen staff.

"Huh..." The old man's Buddha seal changed again, and the Zen stick made a "buzzing" sound, and raised it again...

Another old man's palm fell, except for a man in black dodging. The palm landed on the rock, a burst of dust was raised, and a palm print one foot in size and three inches deep was clearly left on the rock! The other four men in black were all hit by their palms. Although these men in black tried their best to hold up their weapons to resist, the weapons were blown away, and they all vomited blood and rolled down on the mountain!

"Junior Brother, don't leave your mouth alive..." Seeing this, the old man who was controlling the Zen staff gave a warning, and urged the Zen staff to hit Zheng Mou again. But Zheng Mou's little sword was dim in brilliance. It was badly hurt just now.

The entire situation in front of Jiangchao Temple was completely controlled by two Buddhist elders who suddenly appeared, but there was no trace of joy on the face of Xiao Jian and Daoist Xiao, and there was even a deep sense of fear and shame. I was also muttering in my heart after the disciples of the Cloak Gang were killed. Your own destiny, right?

"Keng..." At this moment. A strong sword cry rushed out from under Jiang Chaoling. A cold voice called,

"Where did the wild bald donkey come from! How dare you kill someone in front of me!"

But seeing a cyan sword light streaking across the sky like a horse, the rich brilliance illuminated half of Jiang Chaoling. An old man in a Confucian costume held a flying sword and stabbed the two old men of the Buddhist sect out of thin air.

"Si, the third level of Yuanli!!" As the sword light approached, a snow-like coldness involuntarily emerged from the hearts of the two Buddhist elders. The cloak helped the disciples and urged the seal of Buddha, and the Zen stick and palm print rushed towards the flying sword!

"Boom..." There was a violent impact sound, and the brilliance splashed, followed by two screams! The Zen staff that knocked Zheng Moufei's sword flying just now was split in two by the flying sword of the old Confucianist cultivator, and the hand that urged the old man's Buddha palm was cut off by the flying sword!

The two flew back and fell on the foot of the mountain!

"Roar..." After screaming, Yuan Ya, who was fighting with the four men in black over there, also roared and jumped out of the crowd with blood on his arms! Although he shattered the weapons of the two men in black, he was no match for his fists and his arm was seriously injured, making it difficult to hold on.

"Thank you Layman Xiling..." Zheng Mou was not surprised by such an ending,

He bowed and saluted the old Confucianism cultivator who flew down.

"No need to be too polite!" The old man waved his hand, and the three-foot-long flying sword in his hand spat out the sword light again, and said coldly, "I will kill these two bald donkeys, and you will kill these two bastards! Old man I don't believe that the miscellaneous hairs in the crown don't come out!"

"Yes, this junior knows!" Zheng Mou agreed, and waved his hand, "Quick, kill these two!"

"This fairy friend..." The two Buddhist elders who fell to the ground, one hurriedly took medicine to stop the injury; The national teacher of Danliang State in Zhouzhou, this is a token from the Lord of Shanliang State! I will come to Jiangchao Temple to protect Daoist Xiao at the order of the Lord! You must not touch this Daoist Xiao! Otherwise, it will cause trouble. The battle between Xi Country and our Shanliang Country!"

"Single Liang Kingdom?" The old Confucian cultivator of Mingyue Xiling Layman was stunned, and grabbed his hand, and the jade tablet fell into his hand! This jade tablet is three inches in size and is crystal clear. It is not ordinary at first glance. On the front of the jade tablet is the word "Single Liang" in a flying style, and on the back is a character "Xiao"!

"Sure enough, he is the national teacher of Shanliang Kingdom!" Layman Xiling frowned, looking at the two Buddhist elders, he wondered, "Why did you wait to travel all the way here to protect a Taoist old bastard?"

"My celestial friend, this is the decree of our country lord!" The old man didn't explain, obviously he didn't want to say more, "My celestial friend can take away any primordial stone and other things, as long as it doesn't hurt Daoist Xiao! I waited as if nothing had happened today!"

"Hmm..." Layman Xiling was obviously moved! He didn't want to contend with the decree of a country's lord, even though the Danliang country was not close to the Xi country.

"Layman~" Zheng Mou laughed not far away, "They have already heard your old name, and you still hurt them seriously! It's not like you don't know the narrow-mindedness of Buddhist disciples! If you let them go, the Jiang Chao Can I still get the primordial stone from Guan? Even if I don’t take this primordial stone, the Cloak Gang of the younger generation still wants to survive in Changsheng Town for a few more years! You are old...you don’t have to be chased and killed, right?”

"That's right!" Layman Xiling looked at Jiang Chaoguan, who was still motionless, and said with a smirk, "I have offended Buddhist disciples before, and was chased and killed by an old bald donkey of the second rank of Yuanli. If I let him off today If you lose them, the old man will run away again! Even if you get primeval stones, you can't cultivate properly..."

"Boom..." Just when the layman Xiling made a decision, a green brilliance flashed in the sky above Jiangchao Temple, and then there was the sound of thunder! After the thunder, dense clouds came from all directions, and the night sky that was clear just now seemed to be changing.

The thunder naturally attracted everyone's attention. However, looking at the sky, the cloudy clouds and the mountain wind, there was nothing unusual. It was just that the thunder was dull and weird. Looking at Jiang Chaoguan, where there was no movement, they didn't pay too much attention. . However, when the Xiling layman was about to urge the flying sword again, and the faces of the two Buddhist elders turned ashen, "Boom..." Countless thunder lights emerged from the top of everyone's heads, aiming at the Cloak Gang and Xiling without any clue. Lay down!

"Ah!!!" The lightning was fast, and although the Xiling layman blocked it with a flying sword in a hurry, under the powerful thunder, the flying sword was instantly shattered, and the Xiling layman was struck by three lightning bolts. There is no breath in the screams!

As for Zheng Mou and others, it was even worse, there was no resistance at all, several big holes were shot out on the meat monk, and he fell on the spot!

"Boom..." Dozens of lives fell instantly, and the remaining thunder still fell. The thunder and lightning continued on the foot of the mountain. After a while, calm was restored on the foot of the mountain, except for the stunned four. Outside, there are mountain rocks and mountain roads that have been split into scorched black! It's just that the scorched blackness was covered by the night, and it couldn't be seen except for the rising smoke!

The calmness is only a few breaths, "crackling" the bean-sized raindrops fell from the cloud above the thunder, hitting the faces of the stunned people, also hitting the corpses killed by the thunder, and even falling on the river. On the tidal ridge...

After half a meal, the thick clouds gradually moved away, revealing the half full moon that had fallen in the sky, and the raindrops gradually became thinner. Then Xiao Jian said coldly to the two Buddhist elders as if he had just woken up from a dream: "Go back to Shanliang country and tell Xiao Jun! The old man is protected by my Taoist gods, so there is no need for his hypocrisy and righteousness." En! And you will also bring the old man’s words to him! When the old man gets impatient in the Hidden Immortal Continent, he will return to the Danliang Kingdom and take back the old man’s position as the king..."

The two Buddhist elders once again looked in horror at the layman Xiling who had been struck to death by the lightning, then at the scorched land, and finally at themselves who were unscathed, and at the slightly muddy mountain. They exchanged glances with each other, and after saluting deeply to Xiao Jian, they rushed down the mountain path in some embarrassment and gradually disappeared.

"Master... Master..." Yuan Ya dared to speak at this time, and said in an incredible tone, "Disciple... Isn't disciple dreaming?"

"Ya..." Daoist Xiao also elongated his voice and called.

"Yes, Master!" Yuan Ya replied a little absent-mindedly.

"Come here!"

"Yes, Master!"

"Using all the strength of the whole body, grab the old man's arm!" Daoist Xiao's words were ethereal, like a gust of wind.

"Yes, Master!"

"Ah!!!" Daoist Xiao's screams were comparable to killing a pig! "Grandma, I told you to pull hard, but I didn't want you to beat me to death!"

"Yes, master!" Yuan Ya's voice did not contain any surprise, but still had a sense of confusion, "The disciple didn't use much strength..."

"Grandma, it doesn't look like a dream!" Daoist Xiao looked at the bruise on his arm, gasping for cold air, with a hint of excitement in his mouth.

"Is...is it Master's...supernatural power?" Yuan Ya moaned and stammered, "Master...is he human?".

P.s: Waiting for the leader of "passing the time" fellow Taoists, hehe (to be continued...)