Not long ago, when he gained the trust of his two brothers and sisters, He Mo kept hearing them talk about the three immortals in Langshan Temple, and now he could finally see the true face of one of them in Lushan.

Having said that, he is indeed a great elder in a temple, and this method of taking out someone's waist through their clothes is really frightening.

Even though he was lying under the wreckage of the car, he could actually see almost the entire scene due to his position and angle.

The vicious-tongued old monk, no... he should be called Elder Fuzhen. The moment he stretched out his hand, he directly took out Wang Bo's kidney.

The current head of the ancestral branch of Bufa Temple in Shangyang City is holding his left waist with his left hand, which has caused the five-color robe to be dyed red due to bleeding. What is certain is that the luxurious clothes he is wearing are definitely susceptible to some weird methods.

Has defensive effect.

If it is just for decoration, you can change one set on the road, and it is impossible to wear it all the way back.

As a result, it was useless against the great elder's hand.

It can only be said that his skills are superior, and even the strength of Fuzhen himself is much stronger than that of Wang.

He felt that Kong Wen was not a fake after being swapped out, but that his body had been corroded by unknown means, turning it into the shape of the old immortal of Langshan Temple.

There is no evidence, just intuition. By talking to Liu Feng and Manduo, we can know that the three old guys are the masters who never leave the house or step back, let alone help the Bufa Temple family inheritance for several days.

Branch to catch fifteen waves of thieves.

"Wang Protector, congratulations."

"...."

A group of people fell into silence as they looked at the strange old face holding someone else's waist in their hands but saying hello with a smile.

It was the first time they met and they really didn't know how to deal with it.

Wang Bo's face turned a little pale, and he had someone pick him up as soon as he was promoted. If word spread, it would probably make the old guys at Bufa Temple laugh until they died on the spot.

"Who are you?"

"Haha, you don't need to know who I am. I'm just an old man living on his last breath." Fu Zhen waved his hand and continued. "How about the life of the person alive here?"

When the family members took a deep breath, calmed down and spoke.

"They came to steal my things and let me capture them because they were not good at learning. Let's not talk about the two for now. You, an old guy, came up to take over the body of my mage, took away one of my kidneys, and then asked me to let him go?"

Gan Liniang, you are going too far!

If the tiger doesn't show off its power, do you think I'm a coward?

"No need to talk?"

"No need to talk!"

"boom--"

The entire body of anyone within a hundred meters of Grand Elder Fuzhen suddenly exploded into pieces of flesh. Then, the flesh and blood gathered into a ball, like rushing water waves, and were all submerged into the body.

Immediately afterwards, as everyone was stunned, the thin body suddenly bulged, like a balloon. It quickly expanded to a height of five meters. One arm was thicker than a person's waist. The huge body brought extremely heavy pressure to people.

"boom!!"

"boom!!"

The former was the sound of Fu Zhen crushing the street with his foot, while the latter was the sound of him pressing down like a mountain, hitting the spot where Wang Bo was standing.

A huge plume of smoke rose up, instantly engulfing two people, one large and one small, making it difficult for outsiders to see clearly what was going on inside.

Vaguely, with the help of the moonlight, I can vaguely see it, as if there are two figures fighting each other?

Moreover, banging collision sounds continued to be heard from inside.

A large group of monks and novices looked at each other, not knowing what to do.

After all, their leader Kong Wen had already changed his shape.

What's more, in a fight of this level, if he really stepped forward to help, he would probably only be doing a disservice.

Let's go, I don't dare.

While the family was working hard, a group of soldiers under his command ran away, and word spread that they were embarrassed to see anyone.

Therefore, I could only stand awkwardly and watch the battle quietly.

"Ahem..."

Liu Feng coughed and bumped his junior brother lightly with his shoulder.

Manduo: "?

"

What are you doing!

"You idiot, let's go. While they are fighting, the two of us sneak away." As a senior brother, he naturally knows why Elder Fuzhen chose to fight.

The real purpose is naturally not to kill Wang Bo, but to buy time for the two unsatisfied cubs from Langshan Temple to escape.

"Yes, senior brother."

The mandarin man stood up and just propped himself up with his arms. Thinking of something, he immediately spoke.

"Yes, don't forget the Gabala spirit bone rosary on your junior brother's body. Although this operation was quite a failure, if we can get two rosaries back, I believe the great elder will not blame us."

"You actually know how to use your brain? Let's just fight back our junior brother's body, and give him an explanation no matter what. Alas!" Liu Feng sighed, obviously feeling a little depressed about the sacrifice of his junior brother.

"Senior brother, senior brother...senior brother..."

"What's wrong?"

Manduo pointed to the wreckage of the car, looking completely confused.

"I remember that my junior brother was covered under a piece of debris. Why...how did he suddenly disappear?"

Lao Liu followed his instructions and saw He Huan and a piece of car wreckage, both of them disappearing!

"???"

"Master, master... senior brother... you, you, you... look... look... look in front... front in front..."

He looked in the direction pointed by his junior brother, but under the moonlight, he saw a corpse squirming forward against the wreckage of the car.

Although the distance of each squirm is very short, the frequency is high.

In just a few breaths, it was actually moistened for several meters, which can be called the essence of human squirming.

"Fake corpse?"

Liu Feng couldn't help but be surprised. Even if he practiced the Dharma Seal of Langshan Temple and specialized in the physical body, without the blessing of the Earth God Seal Vajrapani Bodhisattva's mantra, if he was hit by an RPG in the front, he would definitely die without rebirth.

Therefore, he did not think that someone was faking his death, but subconsciously thought that someone was faking his corpse.

"Gudong——"

"Senior brother, are we still going to get the Gabala spiritual bone rosary?"

"Crack!"

Take a der, a monk who practices Mahamudra pretends to be a corpse. That thing may be more powerful than a mage. When they faced the mage in their heyday, they dare not say that their skills are inferior, they can only say that they have no power to fight back.

Not to mention something more powerful than a mage.

Go up?

court death!

"elbow."

His voice was slightly out of tune.

As the saying goes: Nothing is difficult in the world, as long as you are willing to give up.

Facing my junior brother who has transformed into a corpse, I can only say sorry.

No one noticed the two corpses who were gradually leaving the battlefield. They were all concentrating on observing the battle situation in the smoke, hoping to see something, or at least to figure out who had the upper hand.

"boom!!"

A thin figure flew out of the smoke and fell to the ground with a loud bang, creating a deep pit. With a muffled groan, a blood arrow spurted out and scattered on the messy ground.

"Hmph, if you want to compete with me, you're still far away."

The giant Fuzhen walked out of the smoke, with a look of disdain on his old face, looking down upon everyone.

Wang Bo had a sullen expression on his face. He had consumed too much when he was promoted to protector. In addition, he had traveled all the way back and there was not much left in the gas tank. Besides, you, a shameless old bastard, came here to steal your money, even more so.

Adding insult to injury.

With three layers of negative buffs superimposed, being able to fight with the great elder of Langshan Temple for a short while is already a sign of strength.

It's a pity that he is the winner, so it makes sense.

All the rhetoric of the defeated is just sophistry in the eyes of outsiders.

"Don't be complacent!"

After saying that, he took out the Gabala bowl that he had put the suppressants into recently.

Place it in front of you, with the two ring fingers in the center of your hands upright, the right index finger and the left middle finger joining together, the right thumb joining the left little finger, the left thumb joining the right little finger, and the left index finger joining the right middle finger.
To be continued...