As soon as Yan Ling stepped out of the Bronze Hall, he saw the square outside surrounded by monks, led by four great monks in blue robes.
"Amitabha, if the donor realizes that he has lost his way and puts down the treasure, the poor monk, as the head of the Dharma Protectors of Jing Nian Monastery, will guarantee that the donor can leave safely." An old monk with white beard and hair among the four Dharma Protectors stepped forward and said to Yan Ling.
When Yan Ling heard this, he raised his throat and said in a hoarse voice: "Since I have come to steal the treasure, I won't be afraid of you, Jing Nian Chanyuan!"
As soon as these words came out, Bu Chi, one of the four great kings, suddenly became angry. He took a step forward and shouted over Bu Chi, "How dare you, a rat, speak so shamelessly!"
As he spoke, Bu Chi raised his Zen staff and struck it at Yan Ling, causing the strong wind to rustle Yan Ling's robe, which had become one size larger due to his shrinkage.
"Huh?"
Yan Ling frowned in confusion. The stick struck by Bu Chi seemed to be very powerful, but there was no real energy attached to it. It was obviously just a paper tiger.
Since Bu Chi didn't use his true energy, Yan Ling also didn't use his true energy and fought hard with his physical body, but Yan Ling was not afraid at all.
Putting the Heshi Bi into his arms, Yan Ling rubbed himself up, walking like a dragon and a tiger, with an extremely powerful aura!
"Peng"
Yan Ling dodged the Zen staff that was coming at him, pressed it with the palm of his left hand, and then punched Bu Chi in the chest with his right hand.
"drink!"
Buchi shouted loudly and tried to withdraw the Zen staff, but in vain. Yan Ling's current body has been tempered by nine drops of essence and blood, and has already become inhumanly strong. Buchi's move is like a cricket shaking a tree, not overestimating his own strength!
Seeing that it was impossible to pull out the Zen staff from Yan Ling's palm, Buchi had no choice but to loosen his hands, let go of the Zen staff, and at the same time retreated to avoid Yan Ling's powerful and heavy fist.
"What?"
"How is that possible?"
Many monks in the square exclaimed in shock. As one of the Four Great Vajras, Buchi had practiced Buddhist external skills and was physically strong, but unexpectedly, he was unable to fight back in Yan Ling's hands.
They were able to be entrusted with the important task of guarding the Bronze Palace because they were extremely skilled in martial arts. Naturally, they could see that Yan Ling also did not use his true energy and only used his physical body to crush him. This was what shocked everyone.
"hehe!"
In one round, Yan Ling snatched away the Buddhist Zen staff. At this moment, he was holding the Zen staff in one hand and letting out a classic and ironic laugh.
Although Yan Ling didn't say anything, many monks still turned red in the face, and then their anger surged up, and they all stared at Yan Ling like an angry King Kong.
Bu'ai, who had white hair and beard, stretched out his hand to stop Bu Chi who was about to attack again, and said in a feminine tone: "The donor is extraordinary in martial arts. I guess he is not an unknown person. How should I call him?"
Yan Ling smiled calmly and said: "I'm just a nobody, don't blame me for thinking too much!"
Seeing that Yan Ling refused to reveal his identity, Buhu's face remained unchanged, but his eyes were cold, and he waved his hands slightly to signal the monks behind him to move forward and surround him.
Yan Ling's expression was solemn, and he seemed to be a little overconfident. It might not be that easy to break out from this group of monks!
"But this is interesting, isn't it?" Yan Ling whispered secretly, his blood boiling all over and his heart beating faster!
Seeing that Yan Ling showed no sign of giving in, Bu angrily snorted: "It seems that the donor is going to fight to the end! In this case, don't blame me for being rude!"
Bu Hao waved his right hand, and many monks in the square immediately swarmed forward, slashing at Yan Ling with wooden sticks.
Yan Ling shook the Zen staff he snatched from Bu Chi's hand, and used it as a long spear, blocking, holding, and stabbing... The basic skills of marksmanship were perfectly demonstrated in Yan Ling's hands, making it impossible for the monks who came forward to hit him.
Yan Ling.
"Puffy Puffy"
The sound of sticks clashing could be heard endlessly, Yan Ling's muscles and bones rang together, his Zen staff flew up and down, blocking one stick after another, and at the same time, he kept flying one monk after another!
The more chaotic the scene became, the more relaxed Yan Ling became. Because Yan Ling himself had never learned any complete set of marksmanship and martial arts, he only relied on solid basic skills and his experience on the battlefield.
There are not many routines for marksmanship on the battlefield. There is only one core, which is to use force to fight. The battle on the battlefield is too fierce. Just relying on your own strength, I am afraid that you will die of exhaustion before the battle is over.
Only by guiding the forces of all parties according to the trend can we operate with ease on the battlefield!
What's more, what makes Yan Ling puzzled is that none of these monks used true energy, and only relied on physical strength to attack Yan Ling. Yan Ling didn't believe that these monks were all practicing external skills and did not practice true energy. Just think about it.
Maybe. Even the Shaolin Temple in the Tianlong World has internal skills and mental methods. It is impossible that the Holy Land of the Tang Dynasty, which has a higher force value, does not have internal skills, right?
Just when Yan Ling felt that he was too relaxed, two strong winds suddenly came from behind his head. It turned out that among the four Dharma Protectors, Bu Chi and Bu Greed had quietly sneaked up behind Yan Ling. At this time,
Knock out two sap blows with all your strength.
What's even more ominous is that at this time, several monks in front of Yan Ling threw away their wooden sticks and used rogue tactics to directly attack Yan Ling's Zen staff. Yan Ling shook the Zen staff, and a spiral of dark energy oscillated.
These monks suffered internal injuries and vomited blood at the mouth, but they still hugged the Zen staff tightly and did not let go, as if they wanted to entangle Yan Ling with it so that the two Vajras behind him could complete the attack with one blow!
"Oh!"
They thought too simply. Yan Ling chuckled, let go of the Zen staff, turned around and punched the Zen staff that Bu Chi and Bu Greed were attacking. To be honest, in front of Yan Ling, as long as they didn't use their true energy, these monks would
It's the younger brother!
"Bang bang"
With two deep muffled sounds, Yan Ling was unscathed. On the contrary, Bu Chi and Bu Greed were shocked by the power of Yan Ling's punch and took two steps back before releasing the remaining force.
Yan Ling took advantage of the situation. First, he wanted to pursue and fight fiercely and quickly kill the two masters. Second, he wanted to use the momentum of pursuit to avoid the layers of Zen staffs and sticks behind him!
With an outnumbered enemy, the most fearful thing is to be attacked from both front and rear. Perhaps Yan Ling relaxed his mind after discovering that these monks did not use their true energy, and he was careless and let Bu Chi and Bu Greed touch their backs. If he could not quickly deal with these two people, Yan Ling would
Ling is going to be in trouble.
Bu Chi and Bu Greed's eyes were wide open at this time. It was hard to believe that someone's fist was stronger than the Zen staff in Jing Nian Zen Temple without the blessing of true energy. Their minds were shocked by Yan Ling's strong muscles and bones, and they were suddenly overwhelmed by Yan Ling.
It fell to the ground with overwhelming momentum, and the long-prepared sneak attack had to be in vain!
Yan Ling retreated to the white stone steps, leaning against the gate of the Bronze Palace, holding the newly captured Zen staff to confront the monks, to avoid the risk of being attacked from both sides again.
At this time, Bu Chi and Bu Greed also struggled to get up from the ground. The four Vajras stood in front of the monks at the same time, and the melee was about to break out again!
"call out!"
Yan Ling was waiting attentively, with a high degree of concentration, never allowing him to become careless again. Suddenly, the sound of a hidden weapon breaking through the air sounded, and Yan Ling quickly waved his Zen staff.
"bite!"
"Boom!"
First there was the sound of the hidden weapon hitting the Zen staff, and then there was the deep sound of the hidden weapon hitting the copper door after it bounced off.
Yan Ling's hands went numb for a while. He lowered his head to look at the hidden weapon and found that it was just an ordinary stone. As a peerless master, Yan Ling's first reaction was that the master from Jing Nian Temple had taken action!
At the same time, the four diamonds in front of Yan Ling no longer held back their hands. The Zen staff was filled with light and the true energy was fierce. It enveloped Yan Ling's top, bottom, left and right at the same time. The vast and masculine innate true energy seemed to destroy everything!
However, Yan Ling had a very deep research on the true energy of Buddhism. At this time, he was not afraid at all. The blood essence in his heart was whirling and beating, and a vast amount of true energy was poured into his meridians.
The evil energy in Yan Ling's eyes skyrocketed, and he pointed out a stick, as if the battlefield was coming, and the iron blood was as cold as ice! The temperature around him dropped sharply, and the cold penetrated his heart, and the surrounding air also spiraled forward, absorbing the true energy of the four Vajras.
Such a terrifying blow, the four Dharma Protector Vajras did not dare to take it head-on. They all used their sticks to defend themselves and together resisted this terrifying offensive! (To be continued)