Chapter 2011
Behind him, there were a large number of warrior monks accompanying him, soaring into the air.
Around the Nile River, a large number of believers saw something happened and came one after another. For a time, it could be said that the sky was thundering and the earth was shaking, and a storm was coming.
Zhou Jian immediately noticed these shirtless monks and said, "They are the monks Lou Lan mentioned!"
"It makes sense for the Buddhist sect to be so arrogant in the Western Region. These people are not simple. Be careful and run in circles to delay enough time for the temple to transfer the hostages." He was serious and his goal was very clear.
"Yes!" All the Blue Sky Guards responded, and then followed the flow of people and began to circle.
There were at least a thousand monks who were searched and arrested, scattered among the crowded spectators, and they were following Zhou Jian and others.
They are very capable, but the scene is too chaotic and there are too many people, so it is difficult for these monks to catch up.
"Your Majesty, the bald donkeys on the other side of the Buddhist altar have not been alarmed yet." Master Ku said suddenly.
Zhou Jian's steps stagnated and he looked back. It would be in danger if they rushed to support the temple and tried to benefit them.
"no!"
"It's not sensational enough!" He gritted his teeth and his eyes darkened: "Kill his two monks to make the fire stronger."
Hearing this, the Blue Heavenly Guards didn't say anything, and immediately stopped in the midst of the crowded mass of people fleeing, with stern eyes.
A large number of monks pushed the fleeing people of the Western Regions, constantly pursuing the traces of Zhou Jian and others.
Suddenly, a monk discovered a steel knife that fell on the ground. His eyes lit up, he pushed away the people and got into the crowd arrogantly: "Get away!" He reached out and picked up the lancet on the ground.
The format is special, and it is obviously not the machete or machete used by people in the Western Regions.
When he was about to call his companions, a voice sounded faintly behind him: "Holy Monk, you picked up my knife."
Suddenly, the monk's expression suddenly changed, and an extreme danger swept through his body!
He turned around sharply, about to defend himself, but Zhou Jian was faster and deliberately lured him over, not intending to let him go.
puff!!
A dagger was stabbed into his chest. As the saying goes, no matter how good your martial arts skills are, you are still afraid of kitchen knives!
The monk's body was stiff, his facial features were painful, his hands were clutching Zhou Jian's clothes, and blood spilled from the corners of his mouth: "You...you..."
Zhou Jian said calmly: "Anyone who offends our great Zhou Dynasty will be punished no matter how far away!"
"You are from Da, Da Zhou..." The monk was horrified and wanted to shout.
Bang!
Zhou Jian used all his strength to kick him hard in the abdomen. Although this man was tall and powerful, weighing at least 180 pounds, he was kicked into the air.
He spat out blood mist with a puff in the air, and then with a roar, he smashed a Buddha coil, and died tragically on the spot.
This was so conspicuous that Huba, Lu Zhen and others saw it immediately. Their eyes were shocked and they yelled: "You bastard, you are so bold and shameful!"
"where are they!"
"I will seize them at all costs, and if I want them alive, go over and surround them all!" Huba roared in anger.
"yes!"
Immediately, all the monks and believers came out to chase and intercept. All the people in the Western Region who blocked the way were basically violently treated. This is their true face!
Zhou Jian's provocation and deliberate exposure of traces also burned the anger of the Buddhist sect to the extreme.
"Let's walk the dog!" he shouted in a low voice, killing decisively to the extreme.
"yes!"
Chapter completed!