The figure descended from above the city wall!

Cracking the ground.

The man had a bare head, a thick and short beard, and a studded iron Zen stick in his hand suddenly pestled on the ground and inserted half an inch into it.

‘Treasure Light Tathagata’ Deng Yuanjue.

The first reaction of the Dongchang people who had just untied the rope was him. Yang Zhi and Ling Zhen reacted almost at the same time, and waved their swords and slashed them with a "ah". The monk there also took action at the same time, knocking the Zen stick, and spreading the two swords and crashing them into it.

The three figures were entangled and spiraled together. The stones around were all rushing out by the waves that the three of them had suddenly fought and hit a factory guard in the East Factory not far away. The iron armor on his chest shattered, and the figure flew backwards.

"Don't come over, leave quickly and meet with the Lord and the others."

Regarding the monk who suddenly chased after him, Yang Zhi knew that once he was entangled, the matter would develop to a worse place. He shouted loudly to remind others.

"Go away"

Yang Zhi used his knife and inserted his whole body between Ling Zhen and the monk, pushing Ling Zhen into the chest, pushing him away a little. After that, Deng Yuanjue roared and fisted in the other party's chest. The two of them fell to the ground and rolled over and over again.

"You... dare to bombard the palace... and hurt the leader..."

Deng Yuanjue said in a deep voice, lowering his eyes, walking over with a Zen stick, and the next moment he raised the stick.

The head of the rod and the copper ring jingled, then froze for a moment. His eyes raised slightly and looked outwards.

A figure broke the curtain of the night and rushed towards him at a very fast speed.

Things happened suddenly. Even Shi Bao on the city wall had not yet reacted. First, Monk Deng jumped down the city wall and chased him. Then in a few rounds, he knocked over the other two. At this moment, another figure rushed over. In an instant, he was approaching. He looked at it carefully and shouted: "Master Deng, be careful."

On the other side, the figure suddenly rushed to Deng Yuanjue and punched him with a sudden fist.

"The thief... die." The man shouted softly.

Deng Yuanjue covered the Zen stick in front of his chest, but his feet were not slow. He raised his foot and swept it out, only swept the shadow of the other person's body. At the same time, the person who came was already swinging his fists, shaking while rubbing the air.

Bang!

The fist hits the Zen stick.

The monk's body suddenly shook and he retreated backwards, obviously under great force.

“…Another knife.”

Yang Zhi got up and waved the knife, but the person who came to him grabbed his shoulder and took a piece back. Only then did he clearly see the other person, with thick eyebrows, powerful eyes, and cheeks a little thin, giving people a feeling of fierceness.

But Ling Zhen called out the man's name: "Catcher Gu..."

"You go first... Gu will meet him."

Gu Mi said that, rushing up again, his figure as fast as lightning. Deng Yuanjue was also very surprised. He never thought that there was someone in the world who had such terrible skills in fisting and kicking like Master Fang.

But the person on the other side had already arrived, so he didn't dare to think about it anymore.

The Zen stick was hit again, blocked by the figure's arm swing. With a strong bang, the other party seemed to have nothing to do. He came straight and swung his figure. He turned to Deng Yuanjue's back and pressed it together, and his fists suddenly hit his ribs, then bypassed his armpits and hooked the monk's shoulders.

What does he want to do...

Deng Yuanjue could only think of this for a moment. Many thoughts flashed through his mind, delaying his offensive? Strike himself to death? Or want to fall... Yes, he wanted to fall. However, in an instant, the man behind him yelled in a deep breath, and his body suddenly rose up, and a bang.

Deng Yuanjue flew up, then raised his head and hit the ground, and then he moved.

The Zen Staff made a move in an instant, holding back the support and turning over with force, and then he did not fall down. He stepped on the ground and stood up straight. The man there was almost no stop at all. While Deng Yuanjue had just stood still, he grabbed the Zen Staff with one hand and pressed it down, and clenched his fist with the other hand and directly hit the monk's robes on his chest.

When the fist wind passed, the monk's robes were blown open directly, and with a torn sound, his chest torn apart.

Deng Yuan felt his face stiff and his body was shocked. It was obvious that the punch was not good. Then he threw the Zen stick in his hand and shouted violently. He exerted force and tightened his luck to resist it, but he couldn't resist it and took a step back.

He took a step back and Gu Mi took a step forward.

I heard crackling sounds constantly on Deng Yuanjue's body, and then I kept retreating and pushed them to the base of the city wall, on my head, neck, and face. I didn't know how many punches I had eaten. When I hit him and rubbed the flesh, blood splattered.

"I don't have good monks, come and rebel."

Gu Mi's fierce aura had already been expelled. With an angry shout, he grabbed the other party's arm with a grasping hand, dragged it, stepped on his shoulder and pushed it directly, knocking Deng Yuanjue to the ground and smashed it backwards on the city wall.

The wall cracked and sank.

"Rebellion... is the enlightenment of being prepared to die." Gu Mi's feet did not stop and walked over to look at the monk who was still lucky to resist. He raised his fist, took a step, and punched him.

In an instant, a rope was thrown in front of the monk, and then grabbed it. His burly body suddenly jumped up and was dragged by Shi Bao onto the city wall with a rope.

In that moment.

His fist hit the sunken wall, and fragments flew everywhere, as if the entire city wall was shaking. Shi Bao looked shocked. When he saw Deng Yuanjue again, he was no longer human. He came up with a breath and fell into a coma.

Under the city wall, Gu Mi wiped the blood on his hands, making his face look particularly ferocious.

………………………….

In Hangzhou, the fire in the grain warehouse in the northwest urban area was unstoppable and spread to the surrounding area.

Led by the two men in black, hundreds of figures avoided the people rushing back. In the dark, they took a short rest. Lin Chong still looked at the two men with vigilance, "You should be Fang La's people."

"Yes..." The tall and thin man in black nodded, and was slightly silent, and the other party spoke again, "I know you don't think much about it, people who are stingy, but Dongchang doesn't seem to care about these things."

Luan Tingyu wiped the blood from the stick with her sleeve, looked up and buried it, "Yes, I don't care."

"So... I didn't save you today."

The man raised his white eyebrows and signaled another burly man in black to leave. When he walked to the entrance of the alley, his voice came, "Glory and wealth... were achieved by fighting, and my brothers were also right."

After saying that, the figure disappeared.

Lin Chong sat on the ground, leaning his head against the dirty wall, looking at his senior brother Luan Tingyu.

There was a smile on her face as she escaped death.

Then, he said: "I don't know if Yang Zhi and Ling Zhen escaped."
Chapter completed!