Who said that imperial hawks and dogs are all villains!

"Fire the arrow!"

Tan Dongyao doesn't care whether you are a monk or not.

Anyone who obstructs the destruction of the Xianxia Sect, including fellow Xianxia Sect members, should be killed!

Bang! Bang! Bang!

A startling sound sounded.

At the same time as the "crackling", a rain of arrows pierced the sky, and a cloud of black clouds attacked the monk.

"Amitabha."

The monk put his hands together and chanted the Buddha's name again.

In an instant, the true energy all over his body was released, forming a huge wall of true energy in front of him.

After the arrows were missed, they were all stuck in it, like a cow in a quagmire, unable to move.

All the arrows were lost for a moment and were densely embedded in the long wall of Zhenqi, motionless.

If a person with trypophobia sees this, his scalp will immediately go numb.

Lu Sheng was shocked.

This method is different from the current one. The strength of the monk in front of me must be extraordinary.

Just when the whole audience was shocked.

The monk moved.

His slightly narrowed eyes suddenly opened.

The prayer beads on his chest were lifted up by the air waves, and the long wall of true energy seemed to have thousands of wriggling tentacles, turning all the arrows out of alignment and heading towards Lu Sheng.

Lu Sheng had an ominous premonition in his heart.

Looking at the constantly trembling arrow, his eyelids twitched. He suddenly thought of something and suddenly shouted to the members of the Hidden Sword Division behind him:

"defense!"

With his roar of filial piety.

Almost when the members of the Hidden Sword Division released their true energy and prepared to resist, the arrow in front of the monk missed and suddenly moved towards Lu Sheng, shooting suddenly.

Lu Sheng didn't hesitate at all, and his true energy suddenly came out.

Dozens of arrows aimed at him missed, were scattered by the true energy, and fell to the ground feebly.

The other members of the Hidden Sword Division were well prepared due to Lu Sheng's reminder. Facing the incoming arrows, except for a few who suffered some injuries, no one died.

But the local officers and soldiers in Hangzhou did not have such good luck.

They never thought that the arrow they shot could bounce back if it missed.

For a time, the officers and soldiers in the front row were attacked one after another.

If you're lucky, you'll just be shot through the arm or thigh.

Those who are unlucky will either feel cold and excited, or have an arrow pierced through their necks.

In just a few seconds, numerous officers and soldiers were killed or injured.

Lu Sheng glanced at it and estimated that there were probably more than a thousand people dead and even more seriously injured.

His face was cold, he took out Meiying and stared at the monk in front of him.

I thought the Xianxia sect would be easier to win, but I didn't expect to encounter a tough challenge.

"Bald Donkey! Who are you! You actually interfere with the imperial court's work! Believe it or not, we will punish your nine tribes!"

Holding Mei Ying in hand, Lu Sheng pointed his sword at the monk in front of him and asked.

"Amitabha."

The monk recited the Buddha's name with a peaceful face and said,

"Monks have compassion in mind. If punishing the nine poor monks can help you calm down your anger and let the Xianxia sect go, then why not?"

"joke!"

Lu Sheng shouted.

"Compassion? Look, is this the compassion of a monk?"

He pointed to the dead and seriously wounded officers and soldiers and asked.

The monk was stunned for a moment, with a look of confusion in his eyes.

According to his idea, a mere missed arrow should not kill a person.

How could it cause so many casualties?

Thinking of this, the monk's face showed a look of guilt. He clasped his hands together, chanted the Buddha's name, and said:

"Amitabha, the poor monk does not want to commit more sins of killing. This time it is the poor monk's fault."

"Buddha once cut his flesh to feed the eagles. You have killed so many people. Should you retaliate in retaliation?"

"How to pay it back?"

"You kill a thousand people, can you let me go in and kill a thousand people?"

"No."

"Is this what you call mercy?"

"The poor monk doesn't want to cause more killings."

"Then accept my Thousand Swords!"

Lu Sheng roared.

He let the bald donkey talk about everything, making it clear that he didn't want to give face.

Since you don’t give me face, then fuck him!

In front of Lu Sheng's eyes, a favorable message message appeared.

Through the news that his favorability dropped, he finally knew who the person in front of him was.

Fang Sheng!

Swordsman, the second master of Shaolin Temple.

But in this mixed martial arts world, Fang Sheng's strength in Shaolin Temple should be relatively low.

Fang Sheng did not expect that Lu Sheng would make such an excessive request, so he shook his head and refused:

"Your Majesty's request is too unreasonable. I forgive this poor monk for not accepting it."

He looked at Lu Sheng with an unhappy look in his eyes.

When he was traveling down the mountain, he met someone from the Xianxia sect who went to the Shaolin Temple for help. He said that the leader Gu Mu was seriously injured and wanted to ask people from the Shaolin Temple to heal his injuries.

Thinking that Master Kumu was out of the same sect and it was for his senior brother's sake, he came over to heal Kumu's wounds.

I never thought that I had just arrived today and before I could heal my wounds, I would encounter a large number of people from the imperial court who wanted to destroy the Xianxia Sect.

Helpless, Fang Sheng chose to stand up.

Hence the scene before us.

Seeing Lu Sheng want to go up, Qingwu said coldly:

"He gave it to me."

With that said, the wheelchair went straight towards Fang Shengxing.

Lu Sheng was stunned for a moment, thinking that Wu Qing would definitely be able to hold Fang Sheng back and take this opportunity to destroy the Xianxia sect. Then, under siege, Qing Qing might be able to find a chance to kill Fang Sheng.

"Brothers! Go ahead! Destroy the Xianxia Sect!"

Without hesitation, Lu Sheng immediately shouted when he saw Qing Wu and Fang Sheng fighting.

"kill!"

Tens of thousands of people were overwhelming, and the Chao Xianxia sect came to kill them.

When Fang Sheng saw this, he quickly wanted to stop it.

However, before he could step aside to help the Xianxia sect, Wu Wuqing aimed an arrow straight at his shiny bald head.

"Bald Donkey, your opponent is me."

Wu Wuqing sat in the wheelchair, waving his hands repeatedly, and threw many hidden weapons with strong aura and powerful destructive power towards Fang Sheng.

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Feel the sense of crisis brought about by the strange "Qi" behind you.

Fang Sheng gritted his teeth and chose the latter between rescuing the Xianxia Sect and protecting his own life.

He is not a Buddha. Although he speaks the Buddha's words, he cannot help others regardless of his own safety.

Of course, he also has a good reason in his heart: How can he save others if he is not alive?

With the majestic Buddhist Qi spurting out, he knocked away the ruthless hidden weapons with just one punch and one kick.

At the same time, big hands suddenly pulled off the prayer beads.

The thread connecting the beads broke instantly.

Dozens of Buddhist beads floated behind him, like gold.

As he clasped his hands together and stepped into the sky, combined with the golden luster and the rotating beads, it was like King Ming was born.

"snort!"

Wu Wuqing snorted coldly.

She suddenly slapped the armrest of the wheelchair, and her body suddenly rose into the air, her legs hanging down weakly, as if she were standing.

The wheelchair, with no one sitting on it, fell into pieces and fled behind her, forming the shape of a disk and spinning continuously.

Seeing this scene in front of him, Fang Sheng twitched the corner of his mouth and exclaimed: "What a weird Qi."

Ruthless and indifferent, ignore it.

She waved her hands together, and sharp weapons kept flying out from the disk behind her.

Not to be outdone, Fang Sheng struck out with one palm after another.

When the palm wind lifted up the palm light, the suspended and rotating Buddhist beads behind him also followed the impact.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

Every time the two of them fight, there will be violent explosions.

The officers and soldiers who were not strong enough were even blown away by the airwaves between the two during the charge.

If you are lucky, your landing will be relatively stable, but if you are unlucky, you will directly hit the tip of your own gun and die.

Lu Sheng, who was the first to reach the gate of Xianxia Sect, was a little worried about Wu Qing when he heard the movement.

After killing the Xianxia disciple in front of him with one sword, he hurriedly looked back.

Seeing this scene, I was greatly shocked.

Is this the real strength of Yuheng Realm!

Controller, magical means!

And...this is just a small fight, now we are going to get serious!