Faning frowned and looked at them: "Mr. Feng, Mr. Zhao, Mr. Meng, Mr. Li, Mr. Zhou, Mr. Huang, do you really want to escape?"
"If it were you, Fanning, if you had the chance to leave, would you stay obediently?"
"...The temple will never give up and will capture you again. Why bother?"
"Fa Ning, we are all useless people and can't live for more than a few days. How can your Jingang Temple compete with bad old men like us!" Feng Yuanjun waved his hand: "Go back quickly. Quan Dang has already delivered the food and went down the mountain. Didn't you see anything?
arrive."
Zhao Jingchuan snorted: "Those who know the current affairs are heroes. Faning, you are young and have a bright future. Don't waste your life in vain. It is not worth it."
"As a disciple of the Vajra Temple, I will never sit back and watch Mr. Feng and you escape." Faning shook his head and said seriously: "Donor Xu, don't make the same mistake again and again. It's not too late to change your mind!"
"Haha..." Xu Ming pointed at Faning and said with a smile: "Look at him, how upright and brave he is, what a rare good man!"
The six old men smiled bitterly.
They knew Xu Ming's temper.
If Fan Ning behaves badly and is weak and afraid of death, Xu Ming will be disdainful and think his hands are dirty.
But if Faning showed bravery, Xu Ming would kill him instead.
He likes to kill such famous disciples the most.
He believed that eradicating an outstanding disciple of a famous sect and weakening them would be a huge contribution to the Six Paths of the Demon Sect.
"How can you be so stubborn, little monk!" Zhao Jingchuan lowered his face and shouted: "Do you know that you are blocking the car with your arms?"
Feng Yuanjun shook his head: "Do you know what level Lao Xu's cultivation level is?"
"Old Zhao and Lao Feng, you are too verbose!" Xu Ming frowned.
"After all, he has our fishing seal, and the young monk's qualifications are also very good." Zhao Jingchuan said coldly.
Feng Yuanjun sighed: "Fa Ning, according to your rank, Lao Xu is the second rank. What do you think you are going to do to block him? The wisest and smartest thing to do is to turn around and run away to ask for help."
"Old Feng!" Xu Ming snorted: "Which end are you from?"
Feng Yuanjun stared at Faning.
Faning titheed him and said slowly: "Mr. Feng, Mr. Zhao, thank you for your kindness, but I, a disciple of the Vajra Temple, will never retreat!"
He looked at Xu Ming bravely with an awe-inspiring expression: "Donor Xu, you shouldn't have come!"
The second grade is indeed no match for him, but he must not back down.
Xu Ming sneered: "I originally thought it would take a little effort, but I didn't expect it to go so smoothly. Two groups of people can fool you around, Jingang Temple, haha!"
Fan Ning retorted dissatisfiedly: "Our temple is dealing with Dayong martial arts masters. As a member of the Dayong martial arts master, donor Xu, you took advantage of the situation and added insult to injury. It is really despicable and shameless!"
"Haha...hahahaha..." Xu Ming suddenly laughed.
Laughter vibrated in the cave, and dust fell rustlingly.
Xu Ming laughed and said: "In terms of despicability and shamelessness, who can match your King Kong Temple? How did you defeat Lao Feng and the others in the first place? Didn't you just use more to defeat less, shameless sneak attack! How dare you laugh at our shamelessness?"
Fanning had heard a little bit about this matter.
The seniors in the temple did use sneak attacks and ambushes.
He took two steps forward: "It seems that Almsgiver Xu is going to go all the way to the dark side, and the young monk will have no choice but to offend."
"Haha..." Xu Ming laughed loudly: "Good spirit, not bad, not bad, rare!"
He was obviously weak, but he showed strength instead.
This is not something ordinary people can do, it requires such courage in one's bones.
Wouldn't it be nice to keep such a person for Diao Yuedao to find? Of course he would be killed.
When he thought of this, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and his murderous intent was revealed.
Feng Yuanjun and Zhao Jingchuan looked at each other and shook their heads. They had done what they could and there was nothing they could do.
There is a huge gap between the second grade and the third grade, let alone the second grade and the fourth grade. They are not the same grade at all.
Fanning's qualifications are extremely high, but his brain is not very bright.
In this situation, if you don't run for your life quickly, you have to block it.
It's simply a death wish.
Certain death!
They felt a little sorry because Fanin was respectful, but between freedom and Fanin, they undoubtedly chose freedom.
Breathing the outside air is what they dream of.
"Take my seal!" Xu Ming formed a seal with both hands and struck with his right hand.
The fingers are slightly pinched like a crane's beak and struck out with the back of the hand.
Fanning's eyes flashed, and he realized that he was facing a vast sea, with a bright moon on the sea.
The bright moon is reflected in the sea, lonely and peaceful.
He couldn't help but feel melancholy, feeling lazy and unable to get excited.
Then, in a blink of an eye, everything disappeared.
The cool feeling in my mind suddenly surged, as if a basin of cold water was poured over my head.
While talking to Xu Ming, he secretly put on both strings of Buddhist beads, the body-fixing beads on his right hand and the clearing heart beads on the left.
The illusion disappeared, and he found that the back of Xu Ming's hand was about to hit him, so he tried his best to dodge sideways.
Xu Ming received the seal.
Faning looked up and down, and he smiled faintly: "The little monk has some virtues!"
He is in the second level of the Divine Origin Realm. To deal with people like this who have not yet entered the Divine Origin Realm, he only needs to use his intention and not use any force.
A fishing seal was struck, which was enough to shake his mind and make him wait for death.
But he managed to escape!
Hide away!
His face was calm and clear, but his heart was filled with murderous intent.
This kind of person who can break away from the illusion of the Divine Origin Realm is definitely a genius with a powerful soul, let alone one who cannot be left behind.
"Come again!"
Xu Ming smiled and printed.
Fanning's eyes were filled with confusion.
A bright moon is in the sky, right before our eyes, as big as a wheel, bright and flawless.
This kind of brightness makes people feel relaxed and happy, and they can't extricate themselves from it.
Faning was awakened again by the cold air in his mind.
But the speed of this seal was too fast, and it was already close to the body, so the only option was to block it.
"Bang!" He crashed straight into the stone wall, sinking a foot and unable to escape.
Blood flowed from the left side of his mouth.
Xu Ming's face was sullen, her mouth was tight, and she printed out another seal without saying a word, intending to finish Faning completely.
The more you want to succeed, the less likely you are to be wordy, as it is easy to add details. The most important thing is to write a quick word, which must be clean and neat.
"Fix!" Faning opened his mouth, which was gushing with blood, and spat out one word. He had already crushed a body-fixing bead with his left hand.
Xu Ming stayed still.
His right hand was a foot away from the tip of Faning's nose, and his slightly narrowed eyes showed surprise.
He bent forward, his face was tense, his handprints were stretched forward, but his posture was full of freedom and vigor.
Diaoyuedao's martial arts are performed gracefully and gracefully.
The big devil-subduing fist hit Xu Ming's eye with a "bang".
This is one of the most vulnerable positions.
Xu Ming's body-protecting Qi took effect, removing the power of the punch.
The body-protecting Qi still exists even if it is frozen.
Xu Ming's back flew into the opposite stone wall.
"Stabilize!" Faning crushed the second fixation bead.
Xu Minggang was about to break free, but was pinned again.
"Certainly!"
"boom!"
"Certainly!"
"boom!"
…
Faning wielded the Demon-Suppressing Fist like a madman, crushing the stabilizing beads one by one, and then punched them down one after another.
He even took the Blood Burning Pill.
Xu Ming sank in little by little, sinking three meters straight. His eyes still remained slightly narrowed, with cold eyes and real resentment.
Blood seeped out from the corners of his eyes, then from his ears, corners of his mouth, and nostrils.
His face was sallow and he was dying.
His body-protecting aura is indeed deep and pure, but after being immobilized, it loses circulation and replenishment and becomes fragile.
It can block one big demon-suppressing fist, two, three, or even four or five, but it can't block eighty or ninety.
After the body-protecting Qi was broken, Xu Ming was beaten with one punch until he was almost breathless and about to die.
"Fa Ning, stop hitting him. If you hit him again, you will die!" Feng Yuanjun said hurriedly.
Faning stopped punching.
Although he had taken the Blood-Burning Pill and punched like a madman, his clear eyes and the Qingxin Pearl suppressed him, allowing him to escape the influence of the Blood-Burning Pill and prevent him from being impulsive and irritable.
"That's pretty much it. There's no need to kill Old Xu." Zhao Jingchuan sighed.
After all, the air outside is still unbreathable.
Faning stared at Xu Ming.
"If we really kill him, we Diaoyue Dao will never give up. Let's spare his life." Feng Yuanjun said warmly: "Fa Ning, you are not a murderous person."
"Hey!" Suddenly there was a strange laugh, and then a gray shadow flashed past. Lin Feiyang appeared and slapped Xu Ming's eyebrows with a palm.
"Pop!" Like a watermelon falling to the ground.
Lin Feiyang shook his hand in disgust, shook away the brains and blood, and disappeared without a trace.
Faning was startled.
Feng Yuanjun and Zhao Jingchuan were also stunned.
"Senior Nephew Faning!"
Amidst thunderous roars, four figures rushed into the cave, surrounded Faning, and stared at Feng Yuanjun and the others warily.
But it was four middle-aged monks, the same four people who helped Faning earlier.
Faning looked away from Xu Ming and saluted them together: "Uncle Yuan Xiao, Uncle Yuan Chen, Uncle Yuan Ling, and Uncle Yuan Feng."
"No need to be too polite." The middle-aged monk in charge hurriedly waved his hands after tithing: "What's going on with these guys?"
He then looked at Xu Ming, who was three meters deep into the stone wall: "Where's this?"
"This guy came here to save Mr. Feng and the others. I beat...beat him to death."
"Well done!" Yuan Xiao looked handsome and glared at Xu Ming coldly, and then glanced at the six old men: "You Diaoyue Dao really picked a good time! Adding insult to injury, you deserve to be killed!"
The four of them rescued Faning, but they found out that they had fallen into a trap to lure the tiger away from the mountain. Fortunately, they returned in time. Although the six attacking masters were powerful, they could not hurt the remaining senior brothers.
Twelve formed a large formation, and the six invading masters attacked fiercely without giving up, but finally retreated.
They escaped and came and went freely, leaving Yuan Xiao and the others filled with depression and anger.
Seeing that Xu Ming was dead, I felt very happy.
Feng Yuanjun shook his head and sighed: "Diaoyue Dao will definitely take revenge. Alas... I don't know how many more people will die!"
"If you, Diaoyue Dao, are not afraid of death, then come!" Yuan Xiao sneered: "I really think that our King Kong Temple is afraid of you and regards kindness as weakness, how ridiculous!"
Feng Yuanjun and Zhao Jingchuan shook their heads, sighed and turned back to their stone rooms.
When they were gone, Yuan Xiao's expression softened and she patted Faning approvingly: "Master nephew, you've done a great job. If you dare to offend our Vajra Temple, you will be killed!"
Fanning tithes.
He smiled bitterly in his heart.
Senior Uncle Yuan Xiao, in the words of his senior brother, belongs to the hawk sect.
Senior brother once said in a casual chat that there are three factions of disciples of Vajra Temple: the hawk faction, the dove faction, and the centrist faction.
The one I met today was Senior Uncle Fang Xiao. If he had met any other Senior Uncle, he would probably be scolded for being too harsh.
Yuan Xiao and the others didn't know about Xu Ming's cultivation. Feng Yuanjun and the others knew about it but didn't say anything, saying that Xu Ming was in the second-level divine realm and was in vain.