"Pfft..." There were several dull muffled sounds after the bullet was fired, and the bullet could be seen extremely exaggeratedly frozen in front of Zhang Qingfang, spinning rapidly but unable to advance an inch.
Zhang Qingfang used his powerful Tongyin cultivation to create a barrier in front of him with his Tao Qi, which effectively blocked the bullets.
Wang Kunlun frowned for a moment, then said: "You go first, I will stop him."
"Brother, are you kidding? He seems to be possessed by Superman, how can you stop him?" Xiao Liang shouted anxiously.
Cao Shanjun stretched out his hand to block Wang Kunlun, and said with a grin: "You seem to have crossed the line. It's my job to stop him. Why are you so anxious? You go away, I will pester him."
Opposite, Zhang Qingfang and Li Qiuzi were getting closer and closer, less than a few dozen meters away. Wang Kunlun gritted his teeth and said, "Can you hold on? How can I tell Lao Xiang if something happens to you?"
"Let's go, it's just a comparison between me and Xiang Que, who has a tougher fate?" Cao Shanjun waved his hand very confidently and said: "I can come and go like the wind in the Eighteen Bronze Man Formation, is there anything wrong?"
"Okay..." Wang Kunlun nodded, and then ran up the stairs with Xiao Liang and Decheng.
The most valuable thing about Wang Kunlun is that he is decisive in dealing with things and does not drag his feet. This is not the time for Mojiji to show his loyalty and friendship. If he and Cao Shanjun were arguing about who left behind, then none of the four of them might be able to get out.
He, Xiaoliang and Decheng bundled together might not be able to hold up a finger from Master Zhang.
However, judging from Cao Shanjun's previous actions, he seems to have enough strength to protect himself.
After Wang Kunlun left, Cao Shanjun calmly turned around and stood at the entrance of the stairwell, and then slowly took off the Buddhist beads his master had given to Xiang Que from his wrist.
This Buddhist bead has been practicing with Master Mingwu for more than fifty-eight years. It has been rubbed and lost its original luster. At first glance, it looks a bit like junk on the street stall, very inconspicuous.
However, when Zhang Qingfang came over, he immediately stared at the Buddhist beads in Cao Shanjun's hand. After a long time, Zhang Qingfang frowned and asked: "Such a Buddhist treasure must be worn by some enlightened monk all year round. Who is your master?"
Zhang Qingfang clearly felt that there was a very strong Buddhist power coming from the Buddhist beads, which even seemed to be stronger than those magical weapons in the Taoist sect.
"Is it easy to mention people?" Cao Shanjun bared his teeth and said with a smile.
"I can let you go, but you have to give back what you took away."
"Haha, then you may not know my master. He has never been worldly." Cao Shanjun slowly wrapped the Buddha around his palms one by one, then clasped his hands together and closed his eyes while reciting obscure Buddhist scriptures in a low voice.
Zhang Qingfang frowned hesitantly. This young man made him a little confused. He possessed a Buddhist treasure, but he was also extremely proficient in Tantric techniques. He had not heard of anyone in Buddhism who was a combination of Zen and Tantric.
They practice together.
"Tianshi..." Li Qiuzi turned his head and reminded him.
Zhang Qingfang hummed, and just as he was about to step forward, Cao Shanjun suddenly opened his eyes and waved his hand, and the string of beads flew out.
"Puff, puff, puff..." A string of prayer beads flew out and suddenly exploded out of thin air. All one hundred and eight prayer beads scattered. After falling to the ground, the jumping beads made a crisp "snap" sound.
, but Zhang Tianshi actually stopped in shock, but he seemed to be slightly slower.
"Wave" a Buddha bead exploded, and the pure Buddha power in the bead suddenly emitted a string of golden light. Then a series of reactions seemed to be triggered. The Buddha beads that were still jumping suddenly scattered into a pile of pieces in an instant.
scum.
"boom"
After one hundred and eight rosary beads containing the supreme Buddha power of the old monk of Xuankong Temple exploded, the entire eighth floor seemed to have been detonated with a TNT explosive, and a huge shock wave struck all around.
Zhang Qingfang was stunned for a moment, and all the Tao Qi in his body suddenly aroused to densely surround him. He had nowhere to hide and could only resist.
However, Cao Shanjun, who was the closest, seemed to be indifferent and allowed the bursting Buddha's power to push him out, and then his body suddenly hit the window of the corridor on the eighth floor.
Downstairs, in the parking lot, an Iveco and a BMW jumped out of the underground garage very quickly. Wang Kunlun, who was in the car just after exiting the exit, heard a loud noise coming from above the office building. He looked up sideways.
, and then a figure was found rushing out of the window on the eighth floor.
"Boom" the figure fell straight towards the ground, and then directly hit the roof of a car parked on the ground.
"Drive over, hurry up," Wang Kunlun gritted his teeth and ordered in fear.
As soon as the BMW turned the steering wheel, the engine roared and rushed up the steps towards the smashed car. Wang Kunlun quickly opened the door and got out and ran to the car. The roof of the car had been dented and Cao Shanjun was bleeding from all his orifices.
His eyes were closed, but his body was tightly wrapped in a layer of faint golden light.
Wang Kunlun lifted Cao Shanjun and put him into the car: "Drive away"
"Brother, are you dead?" Xiao Liang pursed her lips and asked with red eyes.
Wang Kunlun reached out and touched Cao Shanjun's heart and pulse, then he took a deep breath and said, "You are still alive. He is not dead. He should have been protected by something when he fell."
"Great!" Xiaoliang stepped on the accelerator, increased the speed of the BMW, and turned onto Chang'an Street.
Office building, upstairs.
Zhang Qingfang's head popped out of the broken window with disheveled clothes and messy hair. He happened to see Wang Kunlun pick up the fallen Cao Shanjun. Li Qiuzi supported the wall behind him and laughed miserably: "Master Tian, are you still chasing me?"
"Is it okay if I run away? Then I'm here in vain."
After the BMW and Iveco drove to Chang'an Street, three police cars drove over from the rear lane with sirens blaring. Xiao Liang glanced at the rearview mirror and said: "Brother, they are coming for us."
"Drive faster and try to get rid of the car. I'll call someone to pick up the car." Wang Kunlun supported Cao Shanjun with one hand and took out his mobile phone to dial: "Uncle Chen, we came out of Liu Kun's office, but there is a bit of trouble.
There was a police car following behind, and... Cao Shanjun was seriously injured."
"Okay, hold on, I'll get in touch"
A few minutes ago, Xiang Que, who was sitting cross-legged under the monument in ** Square, suddenly raised his head and frowned in the direction of the office building as if feeling something. Then, where he was looking, a pure Buddha power suddenly shot up into the sky.
"Ugh!" Xiang Que stood up and ran over there very quickly.
Xiang Que, who has a deep connection with the Xuankong Temple, instantly realized that the Buddhist power emanating from the sky came from the Xuankong Temple.
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