Until this time, I replied a text message, instructing him not to continue to monitor the Lugfo Temple motorcade, and Xu's family should not approach this place. The Fangnei Gymnasium will take care of the following matters.
Xu Fulong replied, "Be careful," and died.
I got up, carried my leather bag, arranged my weapons, Xinnian said a few words to Erqianjin, and sent a few sound transmissions to other rooms, and then I stood in front of the window and waited.
The induction is clear, the separation is loose and tight inside, and everyone is paying attention to the movement outside.
During the blizzard, a group of motorcades appeared in the distance and stopped far from here. Then, the door opened, and a group of figures sprang out from the inside, rushing quickly, and soon surrounded the small villa of the dojo from all sides.
Dozens of them were busy burying talismans around the villa and arranging trapped formations. The others in black all took out their weapons and looked like they were waiting.
I watched this scene with interest, and didn't mean to interrupt the other party.
The entire small villa is quiet like a tomb.
In my ears, I can only hear the whistling wind!
I counted the number of people carefully. There are indeed more than a hundred people. I don’t know, have the members of the inner circle been replaced
According to our estimation, the cores of this group of people have already been changed, and the main players, that is, Lang Liuli, have left the team to perform secret tasks through this heavy cover.
But if we make a mistake, it will be really troublesome. It is possible that we are facing the main force of the Lufo Temple.
Well, you can only see it clearly when you formally see the real chapter.
There is a small number of people in black with bald heads, in winter, with blizzards and strong winds. They don't wear Buddha hats either? Really anti-freeze!
Qing Leng Xueguang fell on the bald head that was burning with scars, reflecting a faint light.
Fu Lu was quickly set up, and a group of people urged him to move, and I saw several cyan lights gleaming around the small villa, and then disappeared in the darkness.
The strong prohibition has taken effect, with the small villa as the center, extending to the surrounding area of 500 meters, isolated into a small parallel space, and ordinary people in the surrounding houses are all isolated.
This is the prologue method for the mage to be honest when fighting, and the kind of behavior that involves innocents is simply mentally retarded.
It seems that there are not all A Hongli and other unscrupulous bastards in the Urn Buddha Temple.
, Every move is very structured.
Outside of the Shousong Cemetery that day, if A Hongli could also act in accordance with the'mage rules', she wouldn't get out of control.
The group is obviously led by five people. Among them, three men and two women, and three men are all bald monks. It seems that they are not young. There are two women. One of them is a bhikkhuni who is a Buddhist monk. The other is a bhikkhuni. Normal woman dressing up.
These people looked at the man in the middle again, and I looked at the old man carefully.
This is an old monk who looks about sixty years old, dressed in black, with shiny scars on his bald head, fine wrinkles on his face, and sharp eyes like a falcon.
When he raised his hand, more than 30 people rushed out behind him, half male and half, of which monks accounted for one third.
All of them were restrained, and they couldn't sense the level of Daoxing at such a distance.
With a wave of the old monk's arm forward, these thirty-odd people silently came towards the small villa, performed light-body technique, turned over the courtyard wall, and entered directly.
This is the vanguard team
Undoubtedly, the old monk used them to test our strength.
"You guys, let's fight separately. Keep them in the villa and minimize the noise. The sooner you make the shot, the better."
I spoke to each room.
"President Jiang, look okay." This is the response of Xie Zu Tai Nai.
"Master, I have guarded Wang Tan." Xie Miaomiao also responded.
I nodded in relief, turned around, carried my leather bag, and thought, two thousand gold had appeared to my side with a sharp blade.
"Is Jiang Qiba moving?" I asked.
Two thousand gold shook his head and said softly: "It hasn't been out yet."
"Well, I will ask you behind that."
"Don't worry."
We had a few conversations, I stretched out my hand and pushed open the door, and strolled out. The lights in the small villa are turned off, and the darkness is like ink, but it does not affect the vision of the wizards.
Just a few steps, there are five men in black facing him.
There were three male monks who saw me appear at a glance, and the five exclaimed, raising their swords together, and at the same time, the mana fluctuations were released.
Both are the initial repairs of the tower.
This kind of Taoism is not low anymore. The problem is that if they are against me, they are not enough.
I showed the Abimo sword in my backhand, and my heart was turning with the essence of the sword intent from Zhou Jue
, Smiled faintly at the five people, and then, with a flick of his wrist, the Tyrant Kuangyan sword technique was launched.
It's just a starting style, but it's completely different from using sword moves in the past, because this time the sword is out, there is an indescribable sword in it, which makes my sword moves have a qualitative change.
The time to practice kendo is too short. Although I have a bit of control over the essence and can use it to hurt the enemy, I am still at the stage of knowing what is happening. I still have a long way to go in this regard.
The sword light released from the front end of the Abimo sword only flashed and penetrated a distance of five or six meters. The sword light was sharp, with an indescribable rhythm, as if the sword was walking along the natural avenue. The antelope hangs on its horns and is nowhere to be found.
The faces of the five people who flew at the same time changed drastically. The male monk who headed the head was about 30 years old, and his face became distorted.
As soon as I shot, the breath of the peak of the forging tower couldn't be concealed.
Generally speaking, within the same big realm, even if the first stage of the five casting towers is not equal to the peak of the casting tower, it is easy to compete for a short period of time and wait for help. The problem is that the sword I launched makes The five people felt unstoppable. This was not something an ordinary pinnacle mage could do, so they were shocked.
Several amulets emitting black mist were tossed out, and five or six black shadows with distorted figures were released from the amulets, facing up to the sword light without fear of death.
The monks of the Urgbo Temple have used the amulets to the point of perfection, and the evil things they keep in the amulets have a lot more power than themselves.
The feelings that these black shadows exude are comparable to those of the mage in the late stage of the tower casting!
With the initial cultivation base of the forge tower, he controls two lower levels of evil creatures that are more powerful than his own, but he is not backed up? Will not get out of control? Just this one hand is breathtaking.
"Ah!"
With a few screams, the three shadows were pierced and torn apart by the sword light, but they also successfully blocked the ultimate move.
The five disciples of the Urn Buddhist Temple hurriedly backed away, trying to stay away from the dangerous area.
"Huh!" I snorted coldly, my wrists trembling continuously, and in an instant, I urged thirty sword qi to go out.
Dozens of fleeting sword shadows appeared in the air, as if they were carrying laser-guided equipment. Although the trajectory of each sword light was different, it firmly locked the five enemies who were retreating!
(End of this chapter)