Far in the northeast corner of the Great Feng Dynasty, among the high mountains, a temple is entrenched on the mountainside. In the outer courtyard of Qianzang Temple, in the rough stone square outside the main hall, Abbot Jiji led a dozen or so great monks to sit upright on the top of the steps. Most of these great monks were of the "adult" generation, and several were already old. Quite high, but they are generally only at the body refining level, wearing very thin clothes, holding Buddhist beads in their hands and turning them one by one.
Directly below, there are many disciples standing on both sides of the square. These are the disciples of the 'Hui' generation and the 'Jue' generation. They look much younger, but they are also very weak.
At this time, everyone headed by Ji Ji looked forward. In the center of the square, Yu Wenlei stood upright in a light yellow monk's robe, with his hands clasped behind his back, looking leisurely and disdainful.
"Thunder method, if you violate the precepts of sexual immorality, you will be punished by receiving the precepts, fifty rods..." The old monk Ji Ji who was sitting at the head of the table spoke calmly.
"What! Fifty sticks? Old monk, I just ate a piece of meat and want to hit fifty big sticks? Why are you breaking the rules! I don't accept it..." Yu Wenlei kept pointing with his hands and arguing with his words at the same time. .
"I have to...Thunder Method, this is the punishment of Qianzang Temple, you can't help but refuse to accept it." Ji Ji smiled lightly and shook his head.
"You! Huh, old monk Ji Ji, don't blame me for being too frank. It's not that I look down on Qianzang Temple. Unless you do it yourself, how about these big and small monks trying to execute me with a stick? It's a joke... ..." Yu Wenlei retorted, spread his hands and sneered. He didn't think that the old monk Ji Ji would hit him with a board himself.
"I have to..." After hearing this, the old monk Jiji still smiled, his old face was like a blooming chrysanthemum. After a moment, his sinister smile suddenly stopped and he slowly uttered two words: "Execution !”
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
As soon as he finished speaking, suddenly, figures rushed towards him from the depths of Qianzang Temple. With the rapid sound of breaking through the air, more than a dozen young monks fell onto the square.
"Huh? What! One, two, three...eighteen, eighteen!" Yu Wenlei was secretly shocked. With his mental power, he could of course sense that these eighteen monks were completely different from those next to them!
Each of the eighteen monks is holding an iron rod. Although they look young and cannot be more than thirty years old, each of them has reached the threshold of the Ling Gang Realm. Two of them have even reached the fourth level of the Ling Gang Realm. , even compared to the core disciples of the four major sects!
"What the hell is this...? This is the real eighteen warrior monks!" Yu Wenlei immediately restrained his contempt. This Qianzang Temple is simply too evil. I thought it was just the old monk Ji Ji who was evil, but he didn't expect it. And these eighteen warrior monks!
"What do you want to do! Bullying the few with more? Isn't it too shameless?" Yu Wenlei shouted.
However, the eighteen monks ignored him at all. The leading fourth-level Linggang realm monk pointed his iron rod at Yu Wenlei, and then all eighteen iron rods were pointed at him.
"Sleepy!"
Eighteen monks stood in a circle, and the iron rods fell from above Yu Wenlei. The dense shadows of the rods seemed to cover the sky. With a bang, Yu Wenlei pulled out the thunderous sword and thrust it towards the sky, which was worthy of resisting. There are eighteen stick shadows.
boom! After the exchange of blows, the spiritual energy shook. Yu Wenlei's body bent slightly, as if suppressed by a huge force. He gritted his teeth, stamped one foot, and his two arms became dark and rough, holding both hands. The knife soars into the sky!
For a time, even the eighteen monks took a few steps back and shook the iron rods in their hands. Yu Wenlei jumped to a high place and began to fall. At the same time, the heavy thunder knife in his hand fell down.
"Thunder Current Slash!"
"Unload!"
The eighteen monks rotated their steps, and each of them actually channeled a trace of thunder and lightning power. The thunder and lightning power circulated in a circle among the eighteen people, and suddenly shot towards the center!
Rumble... There was a violent tremor in the center of the eighteen people, and a big crater was made in the rough stone square. Yu Wenlei happened to land in that position, which inevitably affected Chi Yu. When he jumped out, he was already covered in He was a little embarrassed, even one sleeve of his monk's robe was broken.
"attack!"
The eighteen monks did not stop for a moment, switching from defense to offense. Nine of them came out with their staffs and sticks. The other nine stepped on their companion's shoulders and turned over to directly above Yu Wenlei, blocking his retreat.
"Damn it... how can you fight like this!" Yu Wenlei yelled. The eighteen monks cooperated with each other tacitly and could actually disperse his attacks. It was like they were integrated into one, without any loopholes. On the contrary, he was unable to defend himself and could only be contained by group attacks.
"Thunder Current Slash!"
"Unload!"
Rumble... Yu Wenlei had no choice but to slash out with all his strength. Sure enough, the power of thunder and lightning was easily neutralized by the eighteen warrior monks. If this continues, he will definitely be defeated. After all, the Thunder Current Slash consumes a lot of spiritual energy. He has used up all the first-grade Spiritual Restoration Pills on his body, so he can only cut a dozen times at most.
"attack!"
here we go again! Yu Wenlei's expression was awe-inspiring, and he used his swords alternately with Cleave and Spiritual Wind Slash. At the same time, he relied on his body skills to dodge as much as possible to save his spiritual energy. His thoughts were racing, he must find a way to break this situation.
boom! boom! However, the eighteen warrior monks did not give him too many opportunities. The positions of these eighteen warriors were all exquisite. As the saying goes, if you defend for a long time, you will lose. After several rounds of attacks, the eighteen warrior monks finally found an opening.
"Lock!"
An iron rod happened to fall on his blind spot, and he immediately took a step out of step, secretly thinking that something was wrong!
call out! call out! call out!
Then, one by one, the iron rods came in from different angles. Some penetrated into the toughness of his knees, some between his thighs, some into his waist, some into his armpits, and some crossed. Throat. Not long after, Yu Wenlei was locked tightly with eighteen iron rods, unable to move at all.
"rise!"
The eighteen warrior monks lifted Yu Wenlei into the air. In this way, Yu Wenlei seemed to be turned into a hedgehog and hung in the air. Only his buttocks were exposed. It seemed that it was necessary to perform the cane punishment...
"This...you stinky monks, you are bullying people too much! This broken temple, black temple..." Yu Wenlei kept yelling and cursing, and he was thrust in the air in public like this, and also had to be tortured with a stick like this. It was a great shame and humiliation. ah……
"Stand!"
Suddenly, a monk came out, holding an iron rod and was about to swing it out, but he was aiming at Yu Wenlei's buttocks! Seeing that the iron rod was about to fall, at this moment, an invisible spiritual force wrapped around the iron rod, and then wrapped around the monk!
"Death Coil!"
Yu Wenlei thought silently in his heart that he was going to fight back. Since these monks didn't give him face, he didn't have to worry about it anymore. The eighteen monks couldn't disperse this sudden mental power attack, and the one who was entangled by Yu Wenlei The monk's cultivation level is no more than the first level of Ling Gang Realm. If other monks do not come to rescue him, he may be strangled in a short time.
"Let's see if you can save me!" Yu Wenlei smiled secretly, with an expression as if his plot had succeeded...
Buzz... At this moment, there was a terrifying fluctuation above the steps, and Yu Wenlei's death coil was forcibly shaken away by a force of spiritual power! The monk was relieved, but when the other monks relaxed, Yu Wenlei's black arm shook, and he took the opportunity to break free from more than a dozen iron bars, and retreated dozens of feet away.
"Old monk Ji Ji! You are shameless!" After standing firm, Yu Wenlei immediately yelled.
"I have to...Leifa, please stop it in moderation..." Ji Ji still smiled lightly.
"attack!"
After the eighteen warrior monks came to their senses, the iron bars shook and the wind roared, as if they were attacking again. (To be continued.) m.
