Seeing Cheng Sanwu easily defeat the four masters he had cultivated, the headmaster already knew that the newcomers were by no means easy to deal with. He allowed Su Wangting and the two to leave with the treasure because he did not want to face the situation of being besieged by many people.
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Now facing each other alone, the master did not dare to be negligent in the slightest. He urged his strength and mobilized every inch of his bones and muscles. The pores all over his body were dilated and the heat was steaming. The snow falling from the sky could not fall on him, and the snow at his feet was also covered by the heat.
It gradually melted. The meat pill that was swallowed in the early years seemed to be reappearing somewhere in the body at this moment, helping the master to improve his skills.
Cheng Sanwu was also silent. His inner energy flowed through his limbs, clearing the upper and lower levels. He raised his arms slightly, and the snowflakes that were about to fall on his hands were slightly forced away by invisible forces.
The two sides faced off for a moment, with murderous intent filling the air. In an instant, they all broke the silence and stepped forward together.
Two majestic figures collided brazenly on the snow, without any intention of testing, fist to fist, scattering the surrounding snow!
The two were wrestling with each other, and they were indistinguishable for a moment, and soon they were throwing punches one after another. In the open space in front of Jinguang Temple, only two majestic and tall figures could be seen, and hundreds of fist shadows flashed each other, as dense as rain hitting banana trees, and hail falling to the ground.
The surging air waves are surging in all directions, and if there is an ordinary person within three feet, they will be suppressed by the spreading air waves and unable to breathe.
After dozens of consecutive punches, Cheng Sanwu's first punch was slightly deflected, grazing the inside of his arm and hitting his face. The master's head and neck were slightly tilted to avoid it, but unexpectedly, the other side swung a punch like a hammer, hitting his temple, hitting his upper body.
One crooked.
Cheng Sanwu's punch was extremely powerful. If an ordinary martial artist had hit him, his skull would have been cracked and his eyes would have been shattered. However, the master only swayed slightly, and this was the first time Cheng Sanwu had seen the strength of his muscles and bones.
At this moment, the leader turned his body and turned one hand into a claw, grabbing the opponent's shoulder.
Cheng Sanwu did not dodge or dodge, allowing the opponent to catch him. However, before the master could use his luck to pierce his fingers, Cheng Sanwu shrugged his shoulders, his muscles suddenly became strong, and his internal energy continued to flow.
The boss just felt that his fingers were grasping a solid iron ball covered with grease. He couldn't hold it at all, so he just took advantage of the situation and twisted it, intending to separate the muscles and bones.
Cheng Sanwu didn't give him this chance. He stretched out his arms outwards, exposing the door to the master's house. Then he raised his foot and kicked him several feet away.
The big boss flew backwards, and before he had time to lower his waist and stand firm, Cheng Sanwu flew towards him and struck down with a punch. The big boss crossed his arms and took the move forcefully. His feet sank a few inches, and the ground was flat.
Due to the shock, snow fell from the nearby treetops.
However, the boss reacted very quickly. He clamped Cheng Sanwu's wrists with both hands, used the momentum to spin around, and threw him out with a roar.
There was a crackling sound, and the lintel beam of Jinguang Temple, which was made of heavy solid wood, was directly broken by Cheng Sanwu. The tiles were also shattered by the aftermath and fell to the ground.
At this time, a fire suddenly broke out in Jinguang Temple and spread rapidly. The skinny monkey shouted: "Oh, it's on fire, it's on fire!"
The boss couldn't care less about this. He ran as fast as he could and turned into a flash of blood, hitting Cheng Sanwu head-on. The two strong men were connected again.
Outside Jinguang Temple, the four injured bandits struggled to get up. Although they were defeated and severely injured by Cheng Sanwu, due to the haste of the incident and the cultivation of the "Nasa Blood Wheel", their physical strength was stronger than that of ordinary people, so they barely managed to save their lives. At this moment, they looked at Jinguang Temple, and they could only hear bursts of heavy muffled sounds that did not sound like fists and feet. Between the houses and halls, smoke, dust, sawdust, broken bricks and tiles were flying everywhere, air waves burst out, and the ground was covered with fire.
Shocked, as if two Vajra warriors were fighting.
"Brothers, stop looking and run away!" The thin monkey, his face covered with soot, emerged from nowhere and waved to the four thieves: "You go first, I will take care of the boss!"
The four thieves looked at each other. With the situation in the temple now, the other brothers in Yunting Village must have encountered something unexpected. And they were seriously injured, let alone helping the leader. Thank God if they don't become a drag.
Looking at the four bandits fleeing south, Shouhou looked at the Jinguang Temple in flames and sneered: "Master, don't blame me. After all, Yunting Village is not the only one who is eyeing this hundred thousand treasure.
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Su Wangting whipped his whip repeatedly, urging the horses, feeling restless. When he saw Ah Fu standing under the banner of a roadside shop, he hurriedly jumped off the carriage, not even bothering to pay attention to the large boxes of treasures, and headed toward Ah Fu.
Fu ran away.
"Girl Gui, who do you think it is?" Afu patted the girl in her arms, and with the light of the lantern on the pole, Su Wangting's haggard and anxious face was illuminated.
"Grandpa! Grandpa!" Gui Yatou howled loudly.
Su Wangting took Gui Yatou from Afu, couldn't help but kneel down in the snow, and held his granddaughter tightly in his arms. His body was trembling slightly and he almost cried.
"Grandpa is here, it's okay, it's okay." Su Wangting felt that he had woken up from a nightmare and felt a little relieved. He comforted Gui Yatou repeatedly, then looked at her carefully and asked softly: "Do you feel uncomfortable somewhere?"<
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Gui Yatou shook her head and sniffed again. Su Wangting didn't mind it and wiped her face with his sleeve.
Seeing this, Changqing secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Just as he was about to speak, he suddenly sensed something and looked to the northwest.
"Something's not right." Changqing raised his hand to seal the secret, a faint light flashed in his eyes, and then he whispered: "Oops!"
"What happened?" Su Wangting stood up holding Gui Yatou and asked.
"There is a group of people coming here. They don't look like officers and soldiers!" Changqing looked at Afu: "What is going on?"
A Fu, however, didn't care too much: "It's not unusual for thieves and bandits in the green forest to exchange news with each other. The Ministry of Internal Affairs doesn't know everything."
"How many people are there? How far is it from here?" Su Wangting asked.
"About thirty or forty horses, still five or six miles away."
Su Wangting immediately made up his mind: "Let's go! It's safe only if we return to Linlang Garden."
As soon as he finished speaking, there was a sudden fire shooting into the sky in the direction of Jinguang Temple in the south. The momentum was not small. Seeing this, Changqing asked: "What about Cheng Sanwu? Don't you go and help him?"
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"Lao Cheng can take care of himself." Su Wangting put Gui Yatou in the car, took off his robe and wrapped it around her, whispered a few words, and then covered the cart with a bamboo mat.
Changqing looked at Afu, and she asked calmly: "If Su Wangting and Gui Yatou were put in danger, guess what Cheng Sanwu would think?"
Changqing was speechless and had no choice but to keep up with the accelerating carriage without raising a fire to illuminate the road so as not to attract the attention of the bandits. Changqing blessed Su Wangting with a spell so that he could see in the dark and see the road clearly.
However, in the middle of the journey, another group of people came galloping from the east. They held more than a dozen torches and were menacing. Before they could see each other's faces clearly, they heard shouts: "Leave your treasures and save your lives!"<
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"Don't stop." Afu's voice reached Su Wangting's ears: "I'll deal with them."
Of course, Su Wangting would not stop. He was used to seeing robbers and bandits in the Western Regions. These people who showed up at night usually behaved unscrupulously. In order to seize the treasure, they did not mind committing acts of silence.
Afu's figure disappeared into the night. A moment later, there were several screams and screams from the troops in the east. It was obviously Afu who took action.
"No, the other side is coming too!" Changqing saw dozens of lights in the west, and the sound of dense horse hooves could be clearly heard.
Su Wangting felt deeply that the carriage was slow. If the one hundred thousand treasures were not of great importance, he would have given up and fled here with Gui Yatou alone.
Seeing the people and horses from the west getting closer and closer, Changqing plucked up the courage and said, "I'll contain them!"
Su Wangting glanced back and saw Changqing running to a low slope, forming seals with the ten fingers of his hands and twisting the formula. After a few breaths, he shouted in a deep voice: "Five dragons of Shen Shen Dharma, all things are prepared for me!" p>
As the shouts came out, Changqing's true energy connected the sky and the earth, and a golden-armored god general appeared in the air. However, he cast the spell in a hurry and without thinking, so he had to stand with his upper body in the air, but he was also full of majesty. This made those who planned to rob the way midway.
The bandits were greatly shocked, and their horses were frightened and neighed.
In reality, casting magic is no better than knowing the sea. To summon these golden-armored generals, you need to capture the energy of killing and beheading in the world, which consumes a lot of mana. At this moment, there is no military formation to help, and Changqing seems to be carrying it alone.
A small mountain weighed him down so much that he could hardly breathe.
However, thinking about the past setbacks, Changqing didn't want to rely on others for help forever, so he immediately used his magic power, and the golden armored god ran away with thunder in his hands, transforming into the shape of a long bow.
The group of people who came from the northwest originally thought that even if the Yunting Village thieves succeeded, they would suffer some losses, and they could reap the benefits. Who would have expected that the person protecting the treasure would be someone like Chang Qing?
Wait for the powerful magician.
Seeing the golden-armored god general slowly opening his bow, lightning converged from all directions and condensed into a giant arrow, just like a winch-heavy crossbow that can shoot thousands of steps away when attacking a city. When all the thieves saw it, they all became frightened and changed their expressions. "Quick, spread out!"
The leader of the thief screamed, but he didn't need to shout, because all the thieves had already galloped away. Changqing shouted loudly, the god in golden armor stirred up his strings and fired arrows, lightning bolts illuminated the snowy night, and hundreds of thunder arrows were fired like arrows.
The torrential rain poured down, and those who couldn't dodge were pierced through, including people and horses, and exploded into bloody flowers that filled the sky and watered the earth.
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The thunder was still rumbling, and Daguanzi, who was standing in the field far away, remained silent and slowly put the talisman between his fingers back into his sleeve.
He was about to leave when he caught sight of a beautiful figure in red clothes from the corner of his eye. He cupped his hands and said, "I never wanted to meet Fairy Qiu here."
"Aren't you just trying to force me to show up for your delay in taking action?" Yingjun held the flute in his hand and looked at the golden-armored general who was gradually disappearing in the distance. Changqing stood at the top of the short slope, breathed for a moment, and then chased the carriage.
Go.
"I didn't mean to do this." Daguanzi said: "Changqing is successful in cultivating Taoism, but he has lived in the mountains for a long time and lacks training. I asked him to go down the mountain to walk, and I also hope that he will make progress. Qiu Xianzi taught him swordsmanship, isn't that also a way to do it?
Do you think so? Otherwise, why are you here?"
"But you also taught him the bad habit of talking nonsense." Ying Jun glanced sideways, his sword intention reached a state of its own, and Daguanzi's body was slightly bent under the pressure.
"Changqing is smart by nature and cannot be stopped." Daguanzi was under tremendous pressure and could vaguely feel the invisible sword energy approaching: "If Fairy Qiu wants him to achieve something, let him experience the world in person." p>
Ying Jun was silent for a long time, and then he drifted away. Words came in the wind: "Lu Yan asked me to come to you, so you can go alone."
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The blazing flames illuminated the dark night and dispelled the cold, but at the cost of reducing the entire Jinguang Temple to a house of fire on earth.
With a loud bang, Cheng Sanwu flew forward and kicked off the wooden pillars in front of the palace. The headmaster ducked sideways, stretched out his arms, hugged Cheng Sanwu's legs and feet, spun around and threw him, collapsing half of the wall, causing him to roll in.
In the main hall with thick smoke.
"Is this all you can do?" the leader stepped into the gap and shouted loudly.
Cheng Sanwu stood up, raised his arms, pushed away the thick smoke, and laughed loudly: "Hahahahaha - I want to see how long you can hold on?"
The two have been fighting for less than two seconds, but most of the entire Golden Light Temple has collapsed due to the fire and the aftermath of their fierce battle.
The fight between Cheng Sanwu and the big boss was not like the exchange of moves like those in the martial arts world. Instead, they each used strong physical strength to move their fists and legs without any scruples. If there were obstacles in the way of wood or rocks, they would use more force to crush them; once captured,
Seize the opponent's limbs, either with old fists, or smash the opponent against hard objects such as walls and beams, as if to vent your anger and destroy the entire Jinguang Temple.
In the Zen room where Gui Yatou was once imprisoned, Cheng Sanwu simply grabbed the head master's head and rushed all the way. The two of them crashed through seven or eight walls, causing it to collapse in pieces.
Both Cheng Sanwu and the boss described themselves as being in a miserable state at this moment. Their clothes were torn and torn, their bodies were burned in many places, and their faces were covered in charred soot, mixed with oil, sweat and dirt.
But if you look carefully, you will find that the burns on both of them are healing quickly, leaving not even many scars.
"What? Are you dumbfounded?" Cheng Sanwu tore off the rags on his upper body and opened his arms with great courage. With a shake of luck, all the sweat and dirt were shaken off, revealing a majestic body and torso, no less powerful than the strong one.
Skill, the master who breaks through the limits.
"You do have some skills. No wonder others don't dare to do anything random. You are so bold to start directly in the Gyeonggi area." Cheng Sanwu flexed his arms: "Unfortunately, that's all you can do."
The master gritted his teeth with hatred, and even though he was unwilling to admit it, he could indeed feel that his ability to break through the limits was slowly fading away. The ability to force the foundation like this and maintain it for a full two moments was extraordinary and comparable to that of most martial arts in the world.
Neither can be done.
But why on earth, why can't he still defeat the person in front of him? Why can he recover from his injuries in a blink of an eye, just like me?
The big boss couldn't help but think too much. Cheng Sanwu finished concentrating his energy and attacked again. His fists were more powerful than fine steel. He moved his arms and brought up strong winds that hurt his face. If it weren't for the big boss with such strong muscles and rough skin.
If a fleshy man confronts these two thick iron arms, he will be injured and die if they touch each other.
The master moved to dodge, knowing that his skills were fading, so he no longer fought head-on. He saw that the fire had surrounded the main hall of Jinguang Temple, and the battle between the two had already made it crumbling. It was burned by the fire again, and the collapse was imminent. p>
Jumping up, the headmaster jumped onto the shoulders of the Buddha statue and kicked off the head of the clay statue. Cheng Sanwu punched the Buddha's head and smashed the clay into pieces. The headmaster took advantage of this opportunity to support the wall with his feet and his back.
The Buddha statue was overturned with all his strength, and he smashed it down on Cheng Sanwu's head.
Cheng Sanwu was so excited from the fight that he did not dodge or dodge. He sank his knees and lifted the headless Buddha statue. The master turned over and fell, picked up the heavy weight and pressed it heavily on the Buddha statue. Cheng Sanwu knelt down on one knee, almost
Hard to support.
Sensing the opportunity, the headmaster jumped slightly, and his luck fell again. Unexpectedly, Cheng Sanwu used his spiritual power fiercely, shouted loudly, and threw the entire headless Buddha statue into the sky, smashing through the beams and roof of the main hall.
There were a series of cracking and shattering sounds, and the main hall of Jinguang Temple could no longer be maintained. The walls fell, the columns fell, the beams were broken, and the tiles collapsed. Cheng Sanwu was buried inside.
The headmaster happened to be knocked away by the Buddha statue thrown by Cheng Sanwu. When he saw the collapse of the main hall, without thinking, he immediately turned around and jumped out of the sea of fire, escaping from the ruins of the Jinguang Temple.