Wang Mazi said in a low voice: "The monk's Buddhist name is Mingkong, which is not Xinjue... According to my brother, the general respects him very much and calls him a master. He doesn't call him by his Buddhist name."

"Looks like he's really capable!" Lao Peng nodded.

The thin middle-aged man smiled and said: "Old Peng, you are unfounded. The general knows everything and has no real ability. It is impossible for the general to be like this. It is a pity that he has not had the opportunity to see it."

Wang Mazi whispered: "I heard from my brother that nearly a hundred people came to assassinate him recently, but they were all restrained by the young monk, and no one escaped."

"Awesome!" Lao Peng and the thin middle-aged man praised.

Those who have the courage to break into the military camp and assassinate the general are not bad at it. If they don't have diamonds and don't do porcelain work, they won't be able to sneak into the military camp if they don't have enough skills.

The tents of Shenguang Camp are heavily guarded, and not just anyone can sneak in.

"It's the general!" the short, fat middle-aged man suddenly shouted.

Everyone turned their heads and looked at his hand.

Standing here, you can overlook the outside of the city as well as the inside of the city. There are three streets in the north and south, and three streets in the east and west, criss-crossing and cutting Shenguang City into pieces.

On the east-west street below the city wall, two people were walking on foot. They were walking calmly and calmly on the street, as if they were standing out among the chickens.

One is General Hua, and the other is the monk in gray.

Their eyes were all focused on the gray-robed monk, and they put their hands on their brows and looked carefully.

"You are indeed young!" Lao Peng sighed.

"This monk is not simple!" the thin middle-aged man said slowly, stroking his beard.

Lao Peng shook his head: "It's not a big deal. He looks ordinary and inconspicuous. He doesn't look like a martial arts practitioner."

Li Muchan was wearing a gray monk's robe, holding Buddhist beads in his left hand, and walked casually beside General Hua. The two of them talked as they walked, talking about local customs and people's livelihood.

He suddenly felt something in his heart, turned his head to look at the city wall, and smiled slightly.

"It's amazing!" Lao Peng and the other two quickly looked away and looked at each other in confusion.

They all felt as if they were in a trance. Li Muchan's smiling face suddenly appeared in front of them. From so far away, he seemed to be standing in front of him and smiling at them.

"This monk is indeed not simple!" Lao Peng exclaimed.

They couldn't help but be curious, and turned around to look again. General Hua and Li Muchan stopped in front of an antique stall, squatted down, and turned over scraps of scrap metal.

"No!" the thin middle-aged man suddenly shouted.

Everyone's eyes widened as they saw a group of big men rushing out from both sides of the street, wearing black clothes and covering their faces, holding swords and rushing towards General Hua, as fast as a gust of wind.

Two feet away, they threw their left hands one after another, and the sky was filled with hidden weapons that enveloped General Hua like a swarm of locusts.

"Damn it!" Lao Peng stamped his feet and ran down.

The thin middle-aged man pulled his shoulder: "Lao Peng, don't move, it's too late to go down!"

Lao Peng slapped the city wall angrily: "Damn it! Those guys shouldn't be allowed into the city!"

"Where are the guards! Where are the guards!" Wang Mazi murmured, gripping the wall with both hands so hard that his knuckles turned white.

As they talked, their eyes stared downward.

Li Muchan flicked his sleeve, and the cold stars in the sky suddenly flew into his sleeve like swallows returning to their nests. He flicked it again, and the cold stars shot towards the original owner.

"Ding, ding, ding, ding..." In a series of crisp chimes, more than twenty big men had no choice but to wave their weapons and knock away the hidden weapons.

What happened next made Lao Peng and the others laugh and relax.

As soon as the weapons of the twenty or so big men touched the hidden weapons, they all took off their hands, and a bright light flashed in the air and stabbed into the wall behind them.

They couldn't help but stop. With their hands empty, they looked at Li Muchan and General Hua, then turned to look behind them. They were in a dilemma and paused for a moment.

"Kill!" A man in black in the middle snorted coldly.

More than twenty big men immediately rushed forward and surrounded General Hua and Li Muchan.

General Hua said in a deep voice: "Master, let me come!"

Li Muchan took a step back, made room, and stood behind him.

General Hua swung his fist, fast and hard, and hit a big man in the chest. The big man flew into the air and landed heavily two feet away, vomiting blood from his mouth.

General Hua practiced the dragon form, refined his blood to a small extent, and his strength increased greatly. This punch has the ability to break stones and throw monuments.

Li Muchan smiled and said: "General's power!"

General Hua laughed. He was surrounded by people, but he was not at a disadvantage. He punched left and right, and his feet were walking with a strange footwork, as slippery as a loach, and more than twenty people could not touch him.

"General's power!" Lao Peng clenched his fist and waved vigorously.

The other three cheered along, their spirits uplifted and their spirits high. They were filled with pride when they saw the general displaying his might.

Li Muchan suddenly flicked his hand, and a cold light flashed in the air. Then there was a muffled sound, and an old man in gray clothes fell down in the crowd.

He smiled faintly. Under the ruthless sleeves, hidden weapons were shot at him, and all were reflected back. He used the other person's method to return the favor, and he found some feeling.

Suddenly three rays of cold light burst out from the crowd, and three people flew towards them with swords in hand. The swords and people merged into one, like a rainbow across the sky, and they swooped towards General Hua.

Li Muchan shook his head and flicked his long sleeves.

"Bang!" There was a muffled sound, and the three people were stagnated in the air, as if they had hit an invisible wall, and they fell straight down, like three stones.

"Bang!" There was another muffled sound, the three of them landed, and the ground seemed to shake.

People were watching from a distance, and suddenly someone shouted: "It's General Hua!"

"It's General Hua!" "Someone assassinated General Hua!" "Hurry up and call someone!"

People were talking all over the place and were in a mess.
Chapter completed!