After Wan Lin finished speaking, he looked at the old monk in the fire and asked, "By the way, have those three bastards escaped in that direction?" He then looked up at the dark temple roof and made a loud noise.
The eagle silence.
Amid the clear eagle sniffing sounds, a blue light flashed from the top of the dark hall. "Ao" and a leopard roar, a black shadow rushed out directly from the top of the hall and rushed straight to Wanlin below.
In the dark forest around the temple, there was also a deafening howl of wolf.
The little flower on the roof of the hall had already realized from Wan Lin's eagle voice that Wan Lin was ordering himself to continue looking for traces of those bastards, so it let out a roar of battle and then jumped down from the top of the hall.
The wolf pack that had been following Xiaohua for revenge outside the temple also stood up suddenly with Xiaohua's roar, and gloomy green dots flashed out of the dense forest again!
Up to now, the wolves have not found their enemies, so they have not been evacuated by the roar of the little flower just now, as the beasts evacuate the mountain, they are still lying in the dense forest, quietly waiting for the mountain king to issue a revenge order.
The little flower pounced on Wan Lin's shoulder and was about to jump down. At this time, the old monk suddenly smiled in the fire and said, "Amitabha, the two little donors should be restless."
He raised his hand to stop Wan Lin and Feng Dao and sneered: "Hehe, the bastards who dare to break into my Supernatural Temple, can they still escape from here? The two little donors are too underestimating my Supernatural Temple."
Wan Lin and Feng Dao were overjoyed when they heard this! They immediately understood that several monks had already dealt with the three bastards. Wan Lin pressed the little flower that was about to emerge from his shoulder with one hand, grabbed Master Changtian's arm with the other hand and asked: "
Senior, have you really left those three bastards?"
The old monk replied with a smile: "Amitabha, the Buddha is a quiet place, how can those dirty bastards come and go at will!" He followed him and shouted, "Advisors, hurry up and put those three."
The bastard is made for the master!”
"Okay!" The three apprentices answered loudly, and then ran towards a corner of the compound. Not long after, the three of them dragged a black shadow toward the gate of the hall, and several painful screams were also heard at the same time.
From the dark shadow.
Wan Lin and Feng Dao saw the three monks running to the side. They turned around and ran under the wall behind them. They picked up various weapons placed under the wall and hung them all in full arms.
The two strode to Master Changtian, holding sniper rifles and assault rifles in their hands, looking to the side, with a cold look in their eyes.
At this time, they knew that the scars on the tiger and the two monks in the temple were indeed injured by the bullets of those bastards. Otherwise, those bastards would not have the ability to injure the two monks with profound martial arts.
It is even more impossible to hurt that extremely ferocious tiger!
At this time, the old monk also focused his attention at the people coming from the darkness. He then raised his true energy and said in a deep voice: "Amitabha, drag these three evil deeds over!"
In the mountains covered by night, the old monk's internal force made a very low sound, which shocked the surrounding mountains to make waves of "buzzing" echoes. The light blue stars in the night sky are filled with them.
The eyes blinked in an angry voice.
The turbulent wolf pack around the temple suddenly became quiet. All the green blue dots looked into the temple, and the hungry wolf's eyes were filled with an extremely angry light. They had already floated from the temple.
The smell was clear, and the three enemies who killed their companions were in the temple in front of them.
In the burning fire, the three young monks dragged three blood-stained boys and strode to the old monk and Wan Lin and Feng Dao. They threw away the three boys in their hands and then stepped on each other's
On chest.
The bearded apprentice looked at the old monk and asked loudly: "Master, have you killed these three bastards?" The other two monks also looked at the master standing in front with murderous looks on their faces.
There was a glimmer of light in the old monk's eyes. He raised his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, and suddenly a thunderous shout came out of his mouth: "Amitabha, let me save these bastards! I dare to do evil in our China, and they will die more than anything else!"
Then he closed his hands and a low chant sound came from his mouth.
When the three monks heard the master's order, a strong murderous aura appeared in their eyes. Their right foot, which was stepping on each other's chest, suddenly raised it upwards, and then stepped down vigorously!
Several monks have already understood that all the misunderstandings in front of them all came from these three bastards who broke into the temple with guns and committed murder. It was precisely because of them that these monks mistakenly thought that Wan Lin and the other party came to seek revenge.
The companion, then the master and the two in front of them were seriously injured.
Just as the three monks were furious, raised their right foot and stepped down vigorously, Wan Lin suddenly took a step forward and shouted, "Let's wait!" He followed the Hefeng Dao and took a step forward, and the two of them lowered their heads and lay on the ground.
The three boys looked at it.
The three boys are indeed foreigners with big noses. They are tall and strong, but their faces are covered in blood, and one boy's chest has collapsed. Obviously, this boy was hit by the old monk with internal force.
The sternum was broken, and the kid was dying. The three apprentices did not have such profound skills.
At this time, the other two boys' chests were undulating violently, and their mouths were breathing like bellows. Their arms and legs were spread softly beside them, and their eyes, swollen like light bulbs, were looking at them in horror.
The three monks in front of him. Obviously, these three boys had been severely cleaned up by several monks and their limbs were broken!
They have learned the power of these monks and know that these monks with profound martial arts are extremely powerful. If they step down with their big feet, the internal organs in their bodies will definitely become a pile of mud in an instant.
Will always lie on this cold land!
Wan Lin strode to the three boys with a sniper rifle in his hand. His cold eyes quickly swept across the three boys. His sharp eyes followed him on the face of one of the boys with a look of fear.
He raised his left foot and stepped on the kid's bent arm, twisted his right foot hard, and shouted loudly in a slightly stiff Y-tongued voice: "Where is the USB flash drive?"
"Ouch...", a shrill scream followed from the boy's mouth. The boy's whole body was trembling in severe pain. He looked at Wan Lin's gaze like a knife, and opened his mouth and trembled.
He shouted in Y words: "It's... it's... it's... it's..." He looked at the boy lying on the side.