At this time, the old monk seemed to be in some strange state, and he was not even aware of the arrival of several people.
"As expected, it's the old bald donkey Guang Dezhong!"
Zhong Kui cursed in a low voice, and then a long sword suddenly appeared in his hand, and Po Meng's expression gradually turned cold.
The child was still lying on the lap of the Buddha statue, looking like he was also asleep, but a little weak.
Wang Ye closed the door calmly, "Everyone, let's do it quickly. If it's too slow, it will arouse alarm."
"Little brother, don't worry."
"Brother, I'm famous for being fast!"
Zhong Kui showed off his face and rushed out with his sword in Wang Ye's strange eyes.
Black and White Wuchang followed closely behind, but there was no sound as he walked, more like floating out, leaving only Po Meng and the City God standing behind.
The city god wrote the three words "strength", "disease" and "goodness" in the sky!
This text turned into some kind of energy and was instilled into the three people in front. In an instant, their speed accelerated again and their strength became much stronger.
Compared to fighting, City God is obviously more suitable to stay in the auxiliary position.
Although Zhong Kui usually looked carefree and talkative, at the moment of the real sneak attack, he said nothing. The long sword in his hand did not even make the slightest sound, and landed lightly on the hands of the Guangde Buddhas. On the neck.
but...
A golden light flashed and a crisp sound sounded.
The long sword was directly deflected.
"Body-protecting Buddha's light!"
"This old bald ass is indeed prepared!"
Zhong Kui gritted his teeth. At this time, Black and White Wuchang was already close to the old monk.
The iron chain in Hei Wuchang's hand quickly wrapped around his body, while Bai Wuchang raised the mourning stick in his hand and hit the old monk's Tianling Cap.
The Buddha's light completely appeared, like a big bell, completely covering the old monk and blocking the iron chain within an inch of his body.
When the mourning stick was very close to the old monk's head, it also stopped in place.
"Sister Meng!"
"It can't be done!"
Zhong Kui looked back at Po Meng, said softly, and then rushed towards the old monk again.
"Bless me."
Po Meng turned her head, looked at the City God and said softly.
Then the city god's eyes were on Wang Ye, with a hint of...
ask.
"Damn, I'm still addicted to my stuff."
Wang Ye cursed secretly. He couldn't get involved in a battle of this level. He was currently on the lookout position. He took out the writing brush from the bag and threw it into the hands of the city god.
The City God was refreshed, holding the brush in his two small hands, and laboriously wrote a few words in the void.
'Tao', 'Dharma', 'Natural'
After finishing writing, Cheng Huang sat on the ground exhausted, even holding the brush a little unsteadily, but he still managed to hold the brush with both hands and handed it to Wang Ye's hand.
And Po Meng's expression was very serious at this moment.
Her rickety body gradually became upright, and her white hair flew in the wind, and then gradually turned into black in a strange state.
At this moment, the wrinkles on her face disappeared a little.
For some reason, Wang Ye felt a vague sense of familiarity when he looked at Po Meng's face, but even so, Po Meng still looked very old and could not be seen clearly.
Po Meng didn't know whether it was intentional or not. She turned around slightly, changed her position, picked up the scissors from her waist, pointed them at the void and gently cut them off.
A shadow flashed past and rushed towards the old monk.
The big bell made of golden light on the old monk's body suddenly shattered from the top, and then the cracks gradually expanded, like a spider web, covering the bell body!
"Sister Meng is so powerful!"
Zhong Kui shouted loudly and became obviously excited. The long sword in his hand became larger at this moment, which was extremely exaggerated.
And he grasped the hilt of the sword tightly with both hands, jumped up, and struck hard on the old monk's head!
The bell shattered instantly!
The chain was directly wrapped around the old monk's body, as if it could be embedded in the flesh, and it was still wrapping and stirring.
The wail stick struck his heavenly spirit cover.
A trace of blood flowed from the bald head.
At this moment, the giant sword that seemed to be the most lethal arrived.
Three points into the bone.
The sword penetrated an inch deep into Tianling Gai and got stuck.
The old monk sitting cross-legged suddenly turned pale, a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth, and his breath was very unstable!
He barely opened his eyes and rolled on the ground subconsciously, escaping the second attack of the mourning stick.
Then, he had time to look at the situation around him.
soon...
"Meng Po!"
"Zhong Kui!"
"Black and white are impermanent!"
Well done, I didn’t expect the poor monk to be so proud.
At this time, the sleeping child on the Buddha statue opened his eyes faintly, but his eyes still looked a little confused.
"The child is left to you!"
Po Meng suddenly turned her back to Wang Ye and said something, and then no longer gave the Guangde Buddhas a chance to speak. The scissors in her hands turned into two long snakes, their fangs flashed and squirmed on the ground, charging towards the old monk. go.
"Hmph! You must have been the one who attacked Lao Cui back then!"
"Don't you Buddhists talk about cause and effect?"
"Now, it's time to pay back!"
"After I kill you, I will put down my butcher knife and become a Buddha immediately!"
"Are you angry?"
After saying that, Zhong Kui raised his giant sword again and, in conjunction with Black and White Wuchang, besieged the old monk.
Although the fighting power of Guangde Buddha was stronger than everyone present at its peak, its strength was greatly reduced due to early recovery.
Then he was attacked by a sneak attack while in seclusion and was seriously injured.
For a moment, his figure kept retreating, as if he wanted to escape, but among the people present, the life span of any of them is not calculated in thousands of years. After these years, no matter how stupid he is, he will learn something a day, and he will become a cunning ghost.
Now that they decided to take action, they did not leave any escape route for the Guangde Buddhas.
"Buddha boy, contact them!"
Guangde Buddha received a slap from Po Meng on the chest, flew out, hit the Buddha statue, roared lowly, and then stood up again, flashing in the room, avoiding a head-on confrontation, and relied on its own That powerful body provides constant support!
The Buddha boy seemed to have finally regained his consciousness. After discovering this scene, his delicate face was full of surprise, and then he climbed hard to the top of the Buddha statue.
"Not even for the theater."
"You have to pay more."
Wang Ye muttered, then rushed out. In a few steps, he came to the Buddha statue and patted the Buddha boy.
The Buddha boy's skin turned into pure gold in an instant and looked very solid. Wang Ye slapped it with his palm and made a crisp sound.
Although this palm did not cause any harm to him, he was also knocked off the Buddha statue by Wang Ye and fell to the ground.
The Buddhist boy looked very angry and glared at Wang Ye, then reluctantly stood up and trotted away.
pity...
Very slow.
Besides, this Buddha boy has nothing special about him except that his body is a bit hard.
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