Chapter 56
Seeing that Guo Haijun planned to resist him alone, a trace of ridicule appeared on the face of the saint-level old man.
He struck out a palm in the air, and the strong zhenqi surged out. As the air exploded, the sound of a tiger roaring could be heard.
"boom!"
Guo Haijun resisted with his sword, but was still knocked backwards.
Guo Haijun leaned on the ground with his knife, stopped himself, and stepped forward again.
But in the face of the absolute strength gap, Guo Haijun could only be beaten away again and again.
After seven or eight times in a row, Guo Haijun was covered in blood, and even the Huanshou knife in his hand was broken into two pieces.
The bones all over his body were rattling, but he still gritted his teeth and stood up.
The old man looked surprised.
Even those at the peak of Heaven level are like ants in front of Saint level.
But the man in front of him actually blocked him for more than five minutes by himself.
In particular, the opponent's moves are extremely ruthless and cunning, and it seems that they are skills accumulated in actual combat.
The old man squinted his eyes, looked at Guo Haijun and said:
"You are a talent. As long as you take refuge in me, I can protect you from death!"
Guo Haijun spat out a mouthful of blood and looked at the old man with disdain:
"Before I joined the National Protectorate Legion, I was a member of the Temple of War."
"Have you ever heard of any member of the Temple of War being threatened?!"
Hearing the words 'War Temple', the old man frowned.
"I heard that the master of the Temple of War is in Wudang Mountain now."
"But so what, it will take at least two days for him to arrive!"
"What's more, there are still two saints on the other side of the Yanlong River. As long as the master of the Temple of War comes, there is only a dead end!"
"Ha!" Guo Haijun sneered repeatedly: "The master of the palace said something, and I think it makes sense."
“Everyone in the world knows how vast the sky is, but they don’t know how small they are.”
"Old bastard, just wait, your death is coming soon!"
The murderous intent surged crazily in the old man's eyes, and he raised his hand to pat Guo Haijun.
He used this palm with all his strength, even the steel plate would be turned into powder, let alone the mortal body!
Feeling the power of this palm, Guo Haijun gritted his teeth and struck out with a knife.
He knew that he couldn't hurt the other person, and he also knew that he couldn't withstand this palm.
But as long as you don't die, you can't stop resisting. This is the rule of the Temple of War!
"boom!"
An extremely violent explosion sounded halfway up the mountain.
Suddenly there was flying sand and rocks, and the sky was filled with smoke and dust!
The old man retreated violently, staring at his bloody arm with wide eyes.
At this time, the flesh and blood of his entire right arm exploded, revealing the white bones, which looked extremely terrifying.
Guo Haijun was also stunned.
Between him and the old man, stood a shirtless, muscular man who looked to be in his twenties.
But he actually exudes the power of a saint, and it is more than ten times and a hundred times stronger than the power of the saint-level old man!
The old man's eyelids were twitching wildly, and without any hesitation, he turned around and ran away down the mountain!
At the same time, on the other side of the Yanlong River, two old men wearing cassocks and turbans immediately started to move and ran across the river, intending to besiege the young saint who appeared together.
At the same time, they also knew that they could not wait any longer and quickly ordered:
"attack!"
In an instant, more than thirty heaven-level experts hiding on the other side of the river appeared one after another and ran wildly on the turbulent surface of the river.
One speedboat after another was pushed into the Yanlong River, and tens of thousands of Earth-level peak people boarded the boat with crazy roars.
Seeing this scene, a trace of relief flashed in the eyes of the saint-level old man who had lost one of his arms.
Seeing that the young saint-level powerhouse who suddenly appeared did not catch up, the old man finally relaxed and slowly stopped.
At this time, the other two saint-level old men had already rushed over and stood at the foot of the mountain looking towards the mountain.
Immediately afterwards, more than thirty heaven-level experts also jumped up from the river and landed firmly on the shore.
On the mountainside.
Guo Haijun stood up, put a fist on his heart with his right hand, and said to the saint-level young man who had just appeared:
"I am Guo Haijun, a member of the former instructors of the Temple of War!"
The young man turned back with a smile on his face.
Seeing the face of the young saint-level powerhouse, Guo Haijun was stunned on the spot.
Regardless of the injuries all over his body, he rushed to the young man, his eyes were red and sparkling with tears.
The young man made a fist with his right hand, slapped his chest, and shouted with a smile:
"Instructor Guo."
"Yuan Ye! Isn't your kid dead?" Guo Haijun's voice was trembling, and there were tears in his eyes. "You know, when I heard about your sacrifice, I cried for three days and three nights!"
"I knew that my most proud student would never die so easily!"
Yuan Ye smiled and nodded, "Let's go back and reminisce about old times. First, we should clean up those stinky rats at the foot of the mountain."
Guo Haijun looked serious, "They have three saints, we still wait for reinforcements."
Yuan Ye shook his head and suddenly pointed to the other side of the river:
"Instructor, look."
Guo Haijun quickly looked across the river.
Visible to the naked eye, there are constant explosions and smoke appearing on the mountains in the distance.
If you listen carefully, there are also screams coming and going.
Yuan Ye said slowly:
"In addition to the ten thousand people at the foot of the mountain, there are hundreds of people from other forces hiding over there. Those are just wallflowers."
Guo Haijun asked quickly:
"Yuan Ye, did the Lord of the Palace ask you to come here? How many brothers have come? Also, why did you fake your death in the first place?"
Yuan Ye looked at the three saints at the foot of the mountain, his eyes gradually turning cold:
"This time, there are nine of us here."
As soon as he finished speaking, Guo Haijun saw eight other figures rushing over from the other side of the Yanlong River.
What shocked Guo Haijun was that, like Yuan Ye, these eight people were all extremely powerful saints!
Yuan Ye moved his feet and dived towards the foot of the mountain.
The expressions of the three saints at the foot of the mountain had changed drastically.
Nine saints!
Moreover, it is definitely not the early stage of Saint level!
This is definitely not a saint-level powerhouse from the Yanlong Kingdom!
Well, the answer is ready to come out.
War Temple! There are actually nine saint-level powerhouses hidden in the Temple of War!
The three saint-level powerhouses almost immediately chose to abandon the others and fled madly in one direction.
But each of Yuan Ye's nine people is at the peak of the Saint level, and their strength is dozens or hundreds of times stronger than these three people. How could they escape!
Three saint-level powerhouses from the Temple of War chased after them, and in less than a minute, they came back carrying the three men with their bodies covered in blood.
And a group of heaven-level and tens of thousands of earth-level people were so frightened that they collapsed to the ground and ran madly towards Yanlong River. They wanted to escape!
The nine people in Yuan Ye snorted coldly and immediately released their full body energy.
That overwhelming amount of zhenqi was like a copper wall, and it kept shrinking in scope.
Anyone touched by Zhenqi Rubbing will instantly become a bloody mess.
In the blink of an eye, more than 10,000 people were crowded together. They screamed in despair, knelt on the ground begging for mercy, and even killed each other for a foothold.
In mid-air, a drone flashed red light and spread the scene.
Yuan Ye looked at the drone coldly and said indifferently:
"If you want to watch it, then watch it!"
"The prohibition of the Temple of War cannot be violated. Anyone who dares to break into Yanlong Kingdom will be killed without mercy!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the zhenqi that had imprisoned more than 10,000 people exploded.
Blood and flesh splattered, and screams continued.
For a moment, the air turned dark red, blood flowed on the ground, and even a large area of the rushing Yanlong River was dyed blood red.
In a certain base in Bandit Law Country, nearly two hundred representatives of the dark forces were trembling wildly.
In the surveillance video, the demonic saint-level young man was saying coldly in a voice from hell:
"Remember, we are members of the inner hall of the Temple of War!"
"You rats are not qualified to set foot on the land of Yanlong Kingdom!"
"The majesty of the War Temple does not allow anyone to provoke!"
After saying this, Yuan Ye suddenly dropped his foot, and the three dying saint-level old men were severely stepped into the ground, and their blood instantly spattered.
Yuan Ye looked at the drone that had not yet left and said slowly:
"I'm watching you too, just wait, you will soon experience the consequences of angering the Temple of War! None of you dark forces can escape, you will all die!"
After saying that, Yuan Ye waved his hand and a blast of true energy shot out, instantly destroying the drone.
A moment later, nine people from Yuan Ye stood in front of Guo Haijun.
Guo Haijun burst into tears.
Because he recognized that these nine people were all geniuses from the Temple of War. Each one of them was a famous figure. At the same time, they were all declared dead in battle three years ago.
"It's true, Lord Hall Master!" Guo Haijun said angrily: "He actually secretly created an inner hall and trained nine of you to become saints."
"If this news had spread earlier, I don't think any dark force would dare to seek death!"
Yuan Ye slowly shook his head:
"The palace master's decision cannot be questioned."
"The strength that is exposed to the outside will always be found a way to deal with it. The palace master has foresight and foresight to make this arrangement."
Guo Haijun nodded, "Isn't it? What if one day, hundreds of dark forces join forces to deal with our War Temple and finally gain the upper hand, but you come out and tell them that the War Temple is not what you see. , that’s so cool.”
The nine saints all laughed.
Yuan Ye said slowly:
"No one can guess what the Lord of the Palace is thinking, but it will definitely not be wrong."
"I even suspect that in addition to our War Temple, the Lord of the Temple has also created other forces."
Guo Haijun's pupils shrank sharply, "If this is really the case, then the Lord of the Palace would be too terrifying."
Yuan Ye nodded, "Okay, instructor, we still have a mission to do, so let's go first."
Guo Haijun said quickly: "I'll let the helicopter take you there."
Yuan Ye slowly shook his head:
"We are going to destroy an organization called the Dark Night Society. Going by helicopter is too high-profile."
Guo Haijun snorted coldly:
"I just need to be more high-profile and let the world know that the majesty of the Temple of War cannot be challenged!"
