The four men surrounded them for fear of accidental injury and it was difficult to use the sword, so King He Dao swept the formation with his sword and wanted to pass through Master Anren and go straight into the house. But a strange thing happened. Even though the four masters surrounded Master Anren and gained the upper hand, the old monk

There was almost no chance to fight back, but they blocked the door and refused to take a step back. The four of them were still unable to capture the old monk. Instead, they became more and more frustrated during the siege, and there was a faint tendency to escape.

"No, this old monk is weird!"

King He Dao squinted his eyes and realized that Master Anren's martial arts skills were very strange. Faced with the extreme danger of being surrounded by everyone, his attacks were still wide open and wide, and he did not dodge or evade. His thin and short body was hit by the fist.

On the body, when the palm of the palm hit the flesh, it only made a muffled sound like a broken drum. There was no physical discomfort at all, but instead, some strength increased out of thin air.

King He Dao has also seen this kind of Kung Fu on the battlefield. It is just that after practicing and beating, he can withstand injuries better than ordinary people. But when such people appear on the battlefield, they often represent the most tiring and arduous tasks.

The fighting is about to begin, which also means that in some unseen places, important people are evacuating or the backbone is about to enter the battlefield.

Master An Ren ignored Zong He's fist, and the Hanshan internal energy in his body suddenly burst out with a strong counterattack force. His chest withstood three punches and kicked him. He turned around and even pulled the snake-shaped hand away from his body, and then did not take a step back.

He stood guard at the door of the mountain house and simply tore the damaged monk's robes to pieces, revealing his skin that was as polished as gold, but the inside was unscathed.

"Amitabha, put down the butcher knife quickly."

Master Anren regained his composure, and still refused to give in an inch, but he did not use heavy blows to deal with the enemy, and he always maintained a sense of proportion in his moves.

"Old monk, don't try to use tricks to delay time. The reinforcements you are waiting for have no time to come up now."

King He Dao frowned and sneered, raising his sword and pointing it at the Xitan Temple down the mountain. Several people also looked curiously and found that at this time, thick smoke was already coming out of the warehouse on the southeast side of the Zen Temple, and the raging fire was faintly visible from the tile windows.

, countless ant-like shadows are shuttled through it to transport water, and the important task of putting out the fire has already attracted most of the manpower.

"What?!!!"

Several masters were horrified, and Master Anren was even more stunned. He allowed several people to punch and kick him, but his head and neck were firmly maintained at the angle of looking down the mountain. It seemed that these fists and kicks had nothing to do with him.

Instead, a fire broke out in the palace at the foot of the mountain, burning fiercely on his body.

"Hey Master, please stop it. I have no choice but to do it."

Jian Fu usually looked slick, but now he was the first to feel sorry for himself. He looked down upon King He Dao for his unscrupulous behavior, setting fires and sneak attacks to achieve his goals, which was a total loss of face.

King He Dao smiled coldly: "Humph, this master is not stubbornly resisting at all, I'm afraid he just wants to deceive others!"

With a wave of the long knife in his hand, he suddenly shattered the window of the mountain house. With the wood and rocks flying and scattering, the interior of the simple mountain house was clearly visible. A figure in white clothes like snow was sitting quietly in the house. With the loud noise,

Suddenly, he cast his cold eyes on the people outside the room.

Seeing that the situation had slowed down a bit, Master Anren took a few steps back, took a deep breath to suppress the anger in his heart, and said to several people.

"Old monk, I don't know why you are here, but there is no one else in the room. These few are good at martial arts. You can't come here specifically to make an enemy of an old monk and a weak woman on the mountain, right?"

"Is that woman from the Jingnan Palace inside? King He Dao, your information is not accurate at all. The master we are looking for is not here."

The snake-shaped hand Jian Fu was cunning and vicious in martial arts, but his mind was still simple and simple. He took the lead to stop the siege, and turned to look at King He Dao with some embarrassment, "You came to us with such a big fight, but you ended up looking for the wrong way."

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However, Jian Fu's doubts did not last long. The movements of the people around him were indeed faster and more ruthless, as if they were venting some emotions. Huang Liang's sneer and Xu Chongzhen's panic were clearly visible to him.

Until the end, what he noticed was the face of King He Dao who had succeeded in his conspiracy.

"Brother Jian! When something goes wrong, there must be a monster. Don't you still understand what happened today?"

"Zonghe Fist" Huang Liang gritted his teeth slightly and said with a half-smile, "This Master He has inquired about everything clearly, but he couldn't find out that the real master is not at home. Is it really possible that such a ridiculous thing is possible? I think he is simply

Did it on purpose!"

King He Dao smiled very strangely under his beard, pointed his long knife at the girl in the room, and showed a victor's smile.

"Yes, this matter can't be hidden from a few of you. In the final analysis, if you weren't too obsessed with mythical fairy tales, you wouldn't have been tricked by He with just a few words."

Compared with Huang Liang's pretense of calmness, Xu Chongzhen's panic was even more difficult to describe.

"What a courage! What a courage! King He Dao, I didn't expect you to trick us into coming to work together, let alone that you dared to take matters into your own hands without telling the princess! All the threats about arresting Jiang Liu'er and threatening Tiangang Monk were all fake.

Yes, you are clearly here for the precious papers from Prince Jingnan’s palace in the room! You actually plotted against us!"

This chapter is not finished yet. Please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Xu Chongzhen looked at his junior brother. The fear made it difficult for him to breathe. He had already guessed eighty-nine points of King He Dao's plan. This person was deliberately pulling the strings.

The four of them went into the water to plot against the Jingnan Palace!

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Previously, King He Dao said that if you want to deal with the Thirty-six Tiangang Monks, you must first subdue the sword masters, but he did not fully explain what he said. There is an unspoken sentence behind it, which is that if you want to deal with the sword masters, you can also first

Seize the hostages of Jingnan Palace!

The final result of such an interlocking plan is a chance to break the situation without any bloodshed. With the character of King He Dao, Xu Chongzhen guessed that he would never be stingy about killing a killer and framing Xitan Temple, until this matter turned into a mystery.

The chaos that is most conducive to the interests of Prince Pingxi!

Xu Chongzhen had to be afraid, and he had to be afraid!

Putting the blame on others and confusing the public are all clever tricks, but now they are in it, and if they are not careful, they will lose everything. I am afraid that they will have to endure the joint strangulation of the two forces of Pingxi Palace and Jingnan Palace!

"How can you act like this! I...I can't do it..."

Jian Fu stared blankly into the room, a huge sense of absurdity surrounding him, but the even more absurd and bizarre scenes around him did not stop.

He saw the old monk at the door crumbling under the violent attack, his body as polished as gold like a broken Vajra Protector statue, while the orchid-like girl in the room seemed completely unaware of the danger, sitting quietly in front of the window.

In white clothes, he looks like a white porcelain statue of Guanyin, the Water Moon, with his mind reflecting on the ripples of the pond.

The flickering eyes of several people were like dim candlelight, and the shining figures swayed between the boundary between light and darkness, and there seemed to be a hint of blood hidden under their feet.

The masters of Pingxi Palace fell into a deep silence. They didn't know why the old monk was still resisting. There was no way out at Full Moon Peak. They fell into such a dangerous situation and outnumbered the enemy. There was no possibility of survival. It was really

If you want to kill someone, there is no room for turning back - and where it all goes depends on a fleeting thought in a moment...

The boundary between silence and madness becomes more and more blurred. King He Dao once again slashed through the ruins of the mountain house with his sword. Dust was rising all over the ground but could not settle down. The remaining buildings were crumbling and might collapse at any time, completely burying the otherworldly girl in white.

in it.
Chapter completed!