From Zhang Rongfang rushing into the courtyard, he rushed all the way to killing the Yuan brothers in an instant.

The two forces in the entire courtyard stopped at the same time, were alarmed by the loud noise, and stopped fighting and looked at this side.

Crash.

The gravel on Zhang Rongfang's body fell to the ground with his turn.

His gaze under his helmet swept across everyone.

The monks in Wanghai Temple were swept by him, and their bodies were stabbed, unconsciously holding their weapons tightly, and their bodies were tight.

"Around this place, no one is allowed to leak."

Zhang Rongfang raised his hand, and teams of masked men in black rushed into the broken wall behind him and the entrance of the temple.

The number of monks is not enough, and at this time the masters are completely suppressed, and the offense and defense are instantly changing.

One by one, the monks fell to the ground and were killed. The rest finally couldn't hold on and turned around and fled.

"Entertainment Father!" Zhang Zhenhai and another tall man quickly flew in, rushed to Zhang Yunqi's side, and helped him stand firmly.

"Is it okay?" Zhang Zhenhai quickly took out the hemostatic medicine from his waist bag and took it.

"I'm fine." Zhang Yunqi looked at Zhang Rongfang again.

But he saw that he had already left the Yuan brothers and walked towards the inner courtyard of the temple.

"The rest of the people don't have to follow them, control these two people, I need more test items."

His voice was plain, and he walked towards the entrance of the inner courtyard where many monks had gathered.

If the God-worshiping Warriors do not consider killing them completely, they will only control a person who has been defeated. With the strength of Zhang Zhenhai and the others, it will be easy.

Just keep not letting it recover completely.

Although this way, although it will never be able to kill the god-worshiping warrior, it can delay time.

The entire Wanghai Temple is divided into two parts: inner courtyard and outer courtyard.

The outer courtyard is a symbolic Buddhist temple, a sutra chanting hall, and a martial arts practice ground.

The inner courtyard is the real place where monks enjoy life and hide filth and impoverishment for slaves.

At this time, after Zhang Rongfang put on heavy armor, he had already reached a height of nearly three meters.

He walked towards the inner courtyard step by step. The ground vibrated slightly every time he took.

The weight of more than 500 kilograms cannot be ignored anywhere.

laugh!

Suddenly, a dart hit him on the shoulder at high speed.

Down!

The dart was bounced away by the armor, leaving only a little tiny dent.

"This person must be the leader! While he is taking him now, the abbot will definitely be rewarded! Kill!!"

A thin, dark-skinned monk screamed behind the crowd.

The monks present were motivated, and they all rushed towards Zhang Rongfang like hungry wolves, holding a Zen staff and an iron hammer.

Ding!

First, the two of them waved the Zen stick in their hands like a whip, hitting Zhang Rongfang's arms hard.

But to no avail.

Before the two could react, Zhang Rongfang slapped the Zen stick and grabbed them with both hands, pinching them on their faces.

Click.

Blood splattered, and two faceless corpses fell to the ground.

bite!

With a light sound, a monk behind Zhang Rongfang held a sharp thorn in his hand and stabbed hard through the gap in the armor.

But his expression of complacent just now turned into despair after success.

The spike did pierce into the gap, but there was still inner armor inside!

Bang!

Zhang Rongfang grabbed the man's neck with his back hand and hung it in front of him.

"Are you making me laugh?"

The monk struggled wildly, slapped his arm on his neck.

But the huge power gap made him unable to even relax a little.

You should know that he is a fifth-grade master, and he is also at the upper and middle level among the monks in Wanghai Temple.

But now!!

"Now, I'll either hand over the reverse trainee you caught."

Zhang Rongfang said in a cold voice.

"Or, I'll send you all to meet the Buddha of the West."

Click.

Cervical bone fracture.

The monk finally struggled, and his hands and feet finally fell softly and never moved again.

"Don't be afraid! The abbot will arrive soon! Kill him! He will be only one person!!" A scream from the monk.

Zhang Rongfang continued to move forward and counted down.

Suddenly, a black muzzle was aimed at this side.

Bang!

Zhang Rongfang raised his hand like lightning, blocking his eyes.

The blockbuster bullets hit his chest and arm armor, but only a dent crater was created.

After the jingling sound.

He suddenly threw out the body in his hand and rushed towards the direction of the gunshot.

laugh!

Three crossbow arrows flew towards each other.

Puff puff puff!

Three arrows penetrated the armor and stabbed into the treasure armor, stopping in front of Zhang Rongfang's powerful muscles that were already comparable to the hardest rock.

The sharp arrow has been bent and passivated and broken, and has no lethality anymore.

Bang!!

Zhang Rongfang burst into the crowd with his big hands like a whip, sweeping and swinging.

Three consecutive explosions, three monks and guns broke their spine and flew out.

The muskets and crossbows in their hands were broken and bent, and the parts were scattered.

Ding!

Behind him, two monks slashed Zhang Rongfang's back with all their strength, but only cut out a little fire dent.

"It seems you don't need me to count down..."

Zhang Rongfang turned around, stabbed his arms in a flash, pierced through the chests of the two monks, and brought blood to his hands, and stood up.

No one of the monks dared to take action anymore.

In just over a dozen seconds, more than half of the twelve guardians who dared to take action were dead.

Everyone's eyes were filled with fear, and they kept retreating quietly and running away.

"Forget it." Zhang Rongfang slowly raised his hand, ready to completely order everyone to take action.

"interesting."

Suddenly there was a light sound, as if the cicada wings were shaking, and like the leaves swaying.

A figure quickly approached from behind in concealment.

The figure was extremely fast and reached Zhang Rongfang's back in the blink of an eye, and slapped his vest with a palm.

Zhang Rong's face turned cold and he clawed his hands like lightning, grabbing the sound.

Bang!!

Two huge forces burst open.

Zhang Rongfang took three steps back, and every step he stepped on the gravel slab left deep footprints on the ground.
To be continued...