Chapter 439 It's a pity that Azi is still too young to sell women for glory
At this time, at the entrance of the Bronze Temple, Feng Zhou was standing tall and leisurely, looking at the large group of nervous monks in front of him.
The Bronze Temple is located in Qingtong Gorge and is built against the mountain. It is mostly built of stone and is like a castle in the mountain, strong enough to withstand any form of attack.
However, this temple has been built for more than 150 years. With prosperity and peace, there are not many monks who can seriously guard the castle.
When Feng Zhou came, these people from the Bronze Temple didn't take it seriously.
But when Feng Zhou smashed the mountain gate of the Bronze Temple with a casual blow, everyone was shocked.
Hundreds of warrior monks came from all directions, armed with swords, spears and monk sticks.
"Feng Daxia."
Seeing this dark mass of hundreds of people with various weapons in their hands, He Ying suddenly felt a little scared.
Although Feng Zhou has profound martial arts skills, he doesn't know how long Feng Zhou can last when faced with so many people. What if the other party turns Feng Zhou into a pulp? What will he do? What will the young and old in Hejia Village do?
At this moment, He Ying deeply regretted that he was too reckless and ran over on impulse.
Even though the Bronze Temple has accumulated countless wealth, do you have the life to get it?
"Follow me closely. Don't get lost."
After Feng Zhou finished speaking, he waved his sleeves and stepped forward. At this moment, even if He Ying wanted to run, he was afraid that he would not be able to escape, so he could only bite the bullet and follow him closely.
"Beat this guy to death!"
As a monk dressed as a leader waved his hand, a group of monks rushed up. Judging from their inconsistent advance and retreat, it was obvious that they were just thick-bodied monks with some martial arts skills.
Lack of unified training.
Even when Feng Zhou fought side by side with Batman, he could defeat ten of these people, let alone now that he has become a Taoist?
"Boom!"
Facing a ragtag group of people, Feng Zhou just waved his palm to split the air. Suddenly, an extremely sharp palm wind came out of his hand. Driven by his inner strength as deep as the sea, it swept directly into all directions and swept through the air.
In front of the boat, a semicircle that was more than ten meters long was drawn.
It directly cut off the arms of dozens of people, and countless more people were propelled by the wind of the palm and flew dozens of feet upside down, hitting the stone wall and almost breaking their bones.
"Ah!"
There was a sound of screams and wails.
Countless monks fell to the ground, but they were not dead for a while, and they were all screaming miserably.
Those monks who had not yet rushed over were immediately frightened. They were all sweating profusely and froze in place, with fear on their faces.
With just one move, he defeated dozens of thick-bodied monks. What a powerful combat power and advanced martial arts.
Moreover, this is simply beyond the scope of everyone’s thinking.
As a powerful person in the Bronze Temple, there are often experts in the temple who come to compete with each other, but this is the first time that they have encountered someone as murderous as Feng Zhou.
"Uncle Supervisor of the Temple, what should I do?"
Several other monks all looked at the temple supervisor, Fang De, who was in charge of martial arts.
Beads of sweat could not help but appear on Fang De's forehead. As the supervisor of the Bronze Temple, his main job is to be responsible for the security of the Bronze Temple and deal with those who come to make trouble.
But even he has never seen a terrifying powerhouse like Feng Zhou. In his impression, only Huichuan's brilliant and invincible sword can rival Feng Zhou. But Feng Zhou is so young, how could it be Huichuan?
A person like a master.
"Clang."
When they hesitated, Feng Zhou took a step forward and waved his palm again.
It was as if there was a ten-foot-long sword in his hand, and he swept it across. Waves of strong wind swept everything with fierce sharp winds. It seemed that the air was split in two by this knife, and a violent explosion of air erupted. There were more than a dozen people.
A monk was cut off at the waist and died in agony.
Just two palms.
Feng Zhou killed fifty or sixty monks from the Bronze Temple with just two strikes of his air palm.
You must know that these people are all thugs of the Bronze Temple, which is the basis for them to maintain their force and suppress dissatisfaction. Many of them have joined the army and may serve as generals in the Xixia army. But in front of Feng Zhou, they are completely unbearable.
One blow.
Feng Zhou was now filled with murderous intent, his aura was like the sea, he waved his palm like a sword, slashing everywhere, he was invincible, and the wind from his palm was like the surging tide, unstoppable.
His internal energy was already extremely deep, and now he practices Taoism and practices, and his immortal energy is deep, which makes his internal energy and true energy as powerful as a rainbow, never exhausted, as strong as the ocean, even with a hundred palms, a thousand palms,
It was also as if nothing happened.
"Fire arrows! Fire hidden weapons!"
The monks in the Bronze Temple could no longer bear the fear in their hearts. Many of them screamed and fired the long-range weapons in their hands.
You must know that there is no folk ban on martial arts in Daxia, and the Bronze Temple has been accumulated for 150 years. It has arrows, bows and crossbows, all kinds of sharp weapons, and there are also many hidden weapons and mechanisms like the Rainstorm Pear Blossom Nail.
Suddenly, arrows came like a shower. Forty or fifty people came out with bows and crossbows. Naturally, many people were panicking and shot their own people, but most of the monks still
Shoot all the sharp arrows, sleeve arrows, locust stones and other things towards Feng Zhou.
The so-called beating a master to death with random punches, killing tens of thousands of enemies in large numbers, and shooting out a swarm of long-range weapons, even an ordinary martial arts master would not be able to stop him, and would just drink his hatred and die.
"ah!"
When He Ying saw this, he couldn't help but close his eyes.
Hejiacun, like the surrounding villages, is afraid of the Bronze Temple because it possesses various weapons.
When it comes to thugs, which village cannot produce nearly a hundred young men?
But in terms of sophisticated weapons, who can compare to the Bronze Temple?
Under the threat of bows and arrows, no matter how powerful Feng Zhou was, He Ying did not believe that Feng Zhou could block the overwhelming arrows at the same time.
Not to mention He Ying, even the monks in the Bronze Temple and the warrior monks who had seen the power of Master Huichuan also did not believe it. They fired arrows and hidden weapons desperately, with crazy looks shining in their eyes.
"Go to hell, you guy!"
I don’t know how many people want to watch the densely packed arrows in Fengzhou shoot into hedgehogs.
But in an instant, a scene that shocked everyone appeared.
Feng Zhou waved his hand, and a bronze dagger appeared in his hand. He waved it lightly, drawing a golden light, like an invisible and visible transparent shield, lying in front of Feng Zhou and He Ying.
, blocking all arrows, sleeve arrows, locust stones, etc., and all kinds of hidden weapons.
"Dang Dang Dang!"
Countless hidden weapons fell to the ground and piled up in front of Feng Zhou.
"How is this possible?"
Everyone in the Bronze Temple was shocked. He Ying quietly opened his eyes and was stunned when he saw this scene.
"Feng Daxia is really a god!"
He Ying was shocked, and then an unparalleled feeling of reverence surged into his heart.
Fortunately, he has such a strong man by his side, and his charming girl often surrounds him and wins his favor.
Otherwise, the fate of the Bronze Temple will most likely be his own fate!
It's a pity that Ah Zi is still young, otherwise He Ying would not be able to sacrifice her daughter for honor tonight.
"Isn't it time to let the eldest daughter A'Zhu come back? If she follows Feng Daxia, isn't it better than suffering in the Qilian Mountain Palace?"
At this moment, whether they were far away or nearby, the monks in the Bronze Temple were all stunned. They stood there in a daze, dumbfounded. Like a frozen picture scroll,
"Pop."
Feng Zhou clapped his hands gently and took a step forward.