The building in the middle of the dense forest is actually a temple, which is already the boundary of Nanzhou City.

The temple is very large, with three gilded characters "Kinmen Temple" written on the golden plaque at the entrance. You can smell a burning fragrance a few miles away.

At this time, a large group of big-sleeved, round-waisted guys, all over their tattoos, surrounded the temple in front of him, and it turned out to be a gang of gangs.

This place is close to Nagyun Province. Because of its proximity to the border, various criminal drug trafficking and gang-related forces are rampant.

However, it is new to underground gangs of robbery of temples. This wave of gangs is not small, each with full armed forces, and most of them are holding assault rifles.

The gunshot that Shen Lang just heard was the sound of these guys shooting. "I don't want to repeat it again. You bald donkeys quickly take out all the valuable things, otherwise the bullets in the gun will not have eyes and kill several monks. Then don't blame us for being ruthless." The person in the lead wearing sunglasses

The middle-aged man, carrying an automatic rifle, said in a cold tone.

Outside the gate of the temple in front, there were several high-level temples wearing cassocks, and there were also a large number of monks holding sticks next to them, staring at these gangs of gangs.

"Donor, we have no grievances and no grudges, why do we come to our door? If the monks do something wrong, I will apologize for you." The leader of the abbot said with kind eyes and bowed down.

"Don't you understand yet? Ask you to hand over all the money and valuable things!" the man in sunglasses said coldly.

A strong yellow-haired man approached the gang leader and whispered: "Hey, brother, this is just a monk temple. Is there so much money?"

"What do you know? Although this place is a bit off, look at the golden signboard, there must be a lot of good things inside! The drug control has been severely disinfected recently, and it is difficult for us to get some money. "The man in sunglasses snorted in a low voice.

"That's right, look at the plaque with gold in it. Maybe the Buddha statue inside is made of gold!"

"Yes, monks are making a lot of money these days! There are definitely a lot of good things in it!"

The strong men wearing black vests on the side echoed.

This place is extremely remote, at least ten kilometers away from the center of Nanzhou City. Even if it is a policeman, he can't get here in two or three hours, so these gangs are fearless. The man in sunglasses glanced at the abbot of white eyebrows impatiently: "Hey! I don't want to talk nonsense, you are the abbot, right? I'll give you five minutes to get all the valuable things out! Otherwise, every five minutes, I'll kill you.

A monk in the temple!”

A group of monks holding sticks retreated one after another, looking at the rows of muzzles, everyone was frightened.

"The donor is guilty, and I want to kill again this time, how sad!" The abbot clasped his hands together, lowered his head and whispered in a deep voice.

"Cao, old bald donkey, do you really think I dare not do it?"

The man in sunglasses angrily picked up the gun on his shoulder and pointed it at the group of monks at the entrance, preparing to kill the chicken to warn the monkey.

At this moment, a "rustling" sound suddenly came from the woods.

"Um?"

A group of underground forces couldn't help but look back when they heard the movement.

Shen Lang hugged Chu You'er and ran over, crossed a big tree, and rushed towards this side.

Ximen Qing chased after him, and was so fast that he was dazzling.

A group of underground gangs were shocked when they saw the two people falling from the sky.

Shen Lang complained in his heart, and Ximen Qing immediately chased after him, and the two were only less than fifty meters apart.

Looking at the scene in front of him, Shen Lang's face became a little strange.

Shen Lang didn't have time to think so much, and his figure flashed and grabbed the gun from the man in the sunglasses.

Before the man in sunglasses could react, the gun in his hand disappeared, and he suddenly shivered: "What... who is?"

Shen Lang turned around and raised the gun in his hand, pulled the trigger without thinking, and shot at Ximen Qing who was chasing him.

"Dadadada" several gunshots.

The bullet hit Ximen Qing's body, and Ximen Qing's green skin only splashed a few sparks, which did not cause him to bleed and hurt him at all.

Shen Lang was shocked. This technique was too perverted. He could even defend bullets?

Ximen Qing’s Xuan Dun Art can increase the skin and body functions to the limit in a short period of time, and the enhanced defense is only the defense on the skin.

However, when the flesh reaches this strength, the effect is extremely obvious. It can almost completely defend against physical attacks and greatly resist internal damage.

Shen Lang can be regarded as seeing the world. The martial arts practitioners in the Kunlun Mountain barrier are very powerful and have all kinds of skills.

Seeing Shen Lang sweeping at Ximen Qing with a gun, and seeing that Ximen Qing was hit by a bullet, it was like nothing happened. Everyone showed a ghost expression.

Ximen Qing's Xuan Dun Art is almost at its limit. Once it reaches its limit, he will be subjected to a strong backlash, which is equivalent to losing half of his life. He must kill this kid before this!

If he couldn't take the living person, he would also take Shen Lang's body to see Yang Tongtian.

"I want to kill you!" Ximen Qing's face was ferocious and roared sternly.

Seeing that Ximen Qing was about to catch up, Chu You'er jumped out of Shen Lang's arms, quickly snatched the automatic rifles from the hands of two tattooed strong men, bit her teeth, and shot at Ximen Qing.

Shen Lang also cooperated with Chu You'er to shoot wildly, and the bullets hit Ximen Qing's body.

Ximen Qing was unmoved and his speed did not decrease. He caught up with Shen Lang and slashed him hard with all his strength.

Shen Lang felt a stern in his heart. He couldn't hide this even if he wanted to.

He hurriedly threw the gun in his hand, lifted up all his true energy, and the blue veins on his right arm burst out, and he used all his strength to smash Ximen Qing's chest!

"Hmph!" Ximen Qing snorted coldly. His Yin-Yang Flip Palm used all his strength, and this blow would definitely kill this kid!

Seeing Shen Lang's punch, Ximen Qing didn't care at all. He was still protected by Xuan Dunjie, and his body was extremely hard. He was too lazy to dodge and let Shen Lang's punch hit him.

Facts have proved that underestimating the enemy is a taboo for martial arts practitioners.

The young master of Yinyang Sect that Shen Lang had encountered before also disdained Shen Lang's punch, but was directly sent to the West by Shen Lang's punch.

Shen Lang's eyes were about to break. He was still extremely confident about his physical strength. Ximen Qing's palm might not have killed him.

And if he hit Ximen Qing's chest with all his strength, even if he doesn't die, he will lose half of his life!
Chapter completed!