"Feng, Capt. Feng, Mr. Jin An, is this going to be a murderous act..."
"...killing crazy?"
"Why did Mr. Jin An kill the Master Pu Zhi we invited when he saw him face to face?"
A large group of yamen servants led by Feng Baotou and Xiang Yong stood far away. One of the yamen leaders kowtowed to Feng Baotou uneasily.
Feng Baotou first took a few deep breaths.
After he recovered from the shock and regained his composure, he glanced at the confidant at hand and asked instead of answering: "Do you think you would rather trust Master Jin An or Monk Pu Zhi?"
The squad leader didn't even think about it: "If I had to choose between two people, I would naturally be more willing to trust Mr. Jin'an. Mr. Jin'an is usually gentle and approachable, and he never fights or fights with others.
He also saved the lives of brothers in the Yali many times and was a life-saving grace to all of us."
"Except for the fact that Mr. Jin An occasionally says strange things that make people confused about how to answer his questions, there is nothing wrong with Mr. Jin An's character."
Feng Captou glanced at the squad leader: "So, isn't there an answer?"
"What Mr. Jin An did was right. If there was a mistake, it was someone else's fault first. Mr. Jin An had no choice but to defend himself."
"Go down and ask the brothers to prepare their crossbows and rope nets and wait for my orders."
The squad leader scratched his head: "Captain Feng, which side are we on? Which side are those crossbows and rope nets used to deal with?"
"No need to ask, of course I am helping Young Master Jin An to kill Monk Pu Zhi online!" Capt. Feng said with a cold face.
"Okay, I'll let the brothers ambush you."
The squad leader started looking for people below to set up an ambush.
…
Bang!
Under the rubble of the collapsed wall, an earth dragon exploded violently.
A slightly gray-faced and embarrassed bald monk soared into the sky from under the ruins that had collapsed and buried him.
It is Monk Pu Zhi!
Bang! Bang!
The flying masonry and walls smashed large holes in the tiled roofs of the surrounding houses, and there were panic and screams everywhere.
Many people fled out of their houses in a panic. Fortunately, government officials came immediately to evacuate the people.
At this moment, Monk Pu Zhi was finally no longer the rough, meat-and-wine monk with a bold personality, but a solemn and solemn Vajra with the angry eyes of Sakyamuni.
Monk Pu Zhi, who had a ring scar on his head, looked like a Buddha, glaring angrily at Jin An, who was holding a knife to kill people on a rainy night.
This angry-eyed Vajra.
It has completely aroused the anger.
At this time, the monk's training clothes are no longer loose, but are absorbed by the strong internal energy on the body surface, forming a layer of iron cloth, which outlines and bulges the burly and rough muscles, giving people an incomparable strength and strength at a glance.
An explosion of power.
His whole body aura was completely different.
This is definitely a master and strong man.
He is by no means the third-rate warrior monk who has always performed mediocrely.
"Mr. Jin'an, you have killed too much and your eyes are red with killing. The murderous ape in your heart can no longer be suppressed, and your mind has been taken away by the inner demon!"
"Today, let me, the monk, suppress Mr. Jin'an's mental ape on behalf of Buddhism and save Mr. Jin'an!"
Lord Buddha also has anger.
Lord Buddha also has a butcher's knife in his hand.
Monk Pu Zhi's weapon is also a white sword with a cold light. His words are cold, facing the Jin'an Bingfeng. At this moment, he seems to be the Shakyamuni Vajra who suppresses evil spirits, representing the justice of the heavens. With a few words of understatement,
But it determined Jin'an's life and death.
It seems as if he has truly become the Shakyamuni Buddha who represents the orthodoxy, slaying demons and demons in Jin'an.
This monk!
Definitely not ordinary!
But what greeted Sakyamuni's angry-looking Vajra was a man with piercing eyes and a masculine outfit who was striding towards him with a sword in hand.
"A demonic monk! How dare he confuse the public with his evil words here!"
"Look at me today, let's break your stinky skin and see which monster is underneath this stinky skin! Which monster is pretending to be a monk and insulting the reputation of Buddhist disciples!"
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Night.
A figure looked like a wild elephant charging towards him, striding towards him.
The ground shakes.
The sky is filled with earth and rocks.
This domineering figure smashed through the rainy night water droplets along the way, like a huge meteorite from the sky in the dark night. It flew towards me at a fast and menacing pace, thump, thump, and it was running towards me with big strides.
The fifth form of "The Sixty-Road Monument Opener"! Elephant Demon Kick!
Every step Jin An takes is ten feet away, and the distance of ten feet is only a short distance.
Every step he takes is like an ancient elephant stepping on the ground, leaving deep pits on the solid road beneath his feet.
Liu Ding Liu Jia is a divine general who protects the Dharma, a true god of martial arts, good at moving wind and thunder, and subduing ghosts and gods!
Jiazi protects my body, Jiaxu protects my shape, and Jiashen secures my life. As soon as Jin'an comes up, the twelve righteous gods will directly come to my body, if there is divine help.
Although Jin An's internal energy is limited due to his innate limitations, he has not yet become a first-rate master.
But his physical body is strong enough to be compared with top-notch masters among horizontal training masters.
"kill!"
The two figures, like two dark meteorites under the rain curtain, collided with raindrops and rushed towards each other, boom!
The two meteorites hit each other head-on. The moment the weapons collided, a loud noise erupted. The raindrops on the blade were directly shaken into water mist by the strong force, sending out huge water ripple waves in all directions.
The momentum is huge.
Like a thunder stone explosion.
Even the local warriors and government officials who were far away felt their eardrums hurting, and looked at the two first-class masters fighting in front of them with horrified eyes.
They have never seen such a scene of first-class masters fighting in their lifetimes, and today they are honored to be a collective witness to this heroic competition.
Click!
Peng!
The ground beneath the feet of Monk Pu Zhi and Jin An seemed to be unable to withstand such a powerful collision from a top-notch master. The ground sank, creating a shallow pit.
The two fought evenly.
This monk Pu Zhi really has hidden his strength, and he is definitely one of the first-class masters.
“Interesting!”
Jin An becomes more and more brave as he fights, and his blood is strong! Thirteenth level!
The energy and blood in the body boiled instantly, turning into a torrent of explosive power.
The muscles on the arm, the blood vessels, the blue veins protrude, the second style of "Sixty-Road Monument Opening Hand"! Tiger Collapse Fist!
Clenching his fists with his knuckles, Jin An made no progress. The more he fought, the braver he became, and his confidence grew higher and higher. He faced him head-on without any fear, and his fist was as heavy as a stone.
Never take a step back!
boom!
There was a loud noise, and Monk Pu Zhi, who had just been on a par with Jin An, flew away at a more terrifying speed than the first time he was hit by Jin An's bear back. His ribs were injured by the force of Hu Beng's fist, which was so cruel.
Fly and smash it out.
It directly hit and collapsed a brick wall of a private house, causing dust to explode.
To be continued...