The invincible king of the city

Chapter 549 The Enemy Attacks
Outside the Exorcism Tower, a group of monks from Daming Temple guarded Lin Xuan.Wuming is the head, and the three Buddhas of Jiekong are sitting behind him.

Looking at the radiant body of the tower, Jiekong said, "Benefactor Lin must have had a very difficult road to eliminate demons."

"Like a father, like a son, Benefactor Lin is very human. After passing this test, he will step into a whole new level in terms of mental state and strength." Jie Kong looked deeply and sighed slightly.

Jie Rou took a look at Jie Gang and said with a smile: "Jie Gang, thanks to the two benefactors, your mood has also improved."

Jie just nodded, and just about to say something, his complexion suddenly changed.

"Our task is to keep Donor Lin from being disturbed. Now, it's time for us to contribute." Wuming slowly opened his old eyes and looked up into the distance.

As soon as he finished speaking, a sonic boom sounded, and several figures descended from the sky with terrifying auras.

The person is not good!
A group of monks stood up one after another, their bodies tensed up, and their eyes focused on the "guests" who came from the sky.

The person in the lead had long white hair floating, his old face was calm, and his eyes were slightly squinted with a sense of laziness, but in the laziness there was a palpitating sharpness.

He carried a long sword on his back, and exuded an aura as deep as the sea, which was unpredictable.

"No name, long time no see." The old man said softly, full of vicissitudes.

Wuming clasped his hands together and said with a smile, "Jian Jiuming's benefactor is the master of the Kunlun Sword Sect. He is busy with business. Why did you come to our Daming Temple today?"

Jian Jiuming said indifferently: "I'm here to find someone."

"Who?" Wuming smiled.

"A person who slaughtered my Jianzong disciples and killed my Jianzong elders." There was no emotion in Jian Jiuming's voice.

"Why did he kill your Sword Sect member?" Wuming asked.

Jian Jiuming said: "Because they want to kill him."

"Amitabha!" Wuming proclaimed a Buddha's name, "Murder is a karmic cycle. You started this matter. When will the injustice be repaid?"

"When we kill that kid, the injustice will be over."

At this time, the old woman standing beside Jian Jiuming spoke, her voice full of hatred.

"This is?" Wuming smiled and looked at her.

"Old bald donkey, I am Hua Mingyue, the former head teacher of Baihuamen!" Hua Mingyue was dressed in brocade clothes, and under her white hair was a slightly old but arrogant face, "He killed me from Baihuamen!" The current headmaster, he will definitely die today!

We got the news that he is in your Daming Temple, and you should hand him over to the acquaintance point! "

"Daming Temple is a holy place, and you are not allowed to run wild here!"

Jiegang stood up and glared at Hua Mingyue.

The rest of the disciples also had bad eyes. This group of people had a tough attitude and didn't take them seriously at all.

Moreover, they knew very well that the only thing they were looking for was Lin Xuan.

Lin Xuan's father helped Daming Temple solve a century-old problem, which was a great kindness. As a demon exorcist, how could he repay his kindness with revenge?It is impossible for them to hand over Lin Xuan!
"You little monk, how dare you talk to me like this?" Hua Mingyue's eyes turned cold, and her sword-like aura surged towards Jie Gang.

Jiegang snorted coldly, disapproving, but when he came into contact with this breath, his face changed drastically, and his body tensed up suddenly.

With a wave of Wuming's sleeve robe, he helped Jie Gang to disperse the aura, and said calmly: "Master Hua, this is the Holy Land of Buddhism."

Hua Mingyue snorted coldly, then cast a disdainful glance at Jiegang, "If you're not strong enough, don't talk nonsense in front of me."

Jie Gang was panting lightly, with a dignified expression.

"He's in the tower." Jian Jiuming scanned the audience, his eyes finally fell on the Exorcism Tower.

Wuming said: "There is only one person in the tower who is fighting against his demons."

Jian Jiuming opened his eyes completely, and said proudly and indifferently, "Open the tower."

"The Exorcism Pagoda is a sacred object of Daming Temple, and outsiders are not allowed to enter." Jie Rou clasped his hands together and smiled slightly.

"Then why is he in the tower?" Hua Mingyue sneered, "Could it be your abbot's illegitimate son?"

"No and no." Jiekong clasped his hands together and said, "Benefactor Lin is kind to this temple, and made an exception to get the opportunity to enter the Exorcism Tower."

"Since you don't hand him over, then we will find him ourselves." Jian Jiuming said indifferently.

Wuming took a step forward, stood in front of Jian Jiuming, and said, "We promised to protect him."

Hua Mingyue said coldly: "So, you want to fight against us?"

Wuming smiled and said: "I don't want to fight against anyone, I just want to fulfill my promise."

"I respect everyone in Daming Temple, so I will give you one last chance." Jian Jiuming glanced at the crowd indifferently, and said lightly: "Hand him over."

"If we lose our trust, the reputation of Daming Temple will be ruined." Jie Gang said in a deep voice.

"We will keep our word!"

All the monks looked determined and stood in front of the door of the Exorcism Tower, blocking Jian Jiuming and his path.

Jian Jiuming sighed, and said coldly: "If the temple is gone, what honor is there?"

He lightly waved his hand, and the ten sword servants standing behind soared into the sky.

"Live and die with Daming Temple!"

Everyone is fearless, compared to the horror brought by the big devil, what is this?

The war is about to start!
"Bloom, my flower!"

Hua Mingyue also waved her hand, and the six women behind her burst into momentum and rushed out.They are the personal maids of Hua Mingyue, also known as Six Petals.

There were about 100 monks in Daming Temple, and they surrounded the 16 people.

However, the strength of these 16 people was beyond their imagination.

In an instant, the sword energy surged, flowers flew, blood shot everywhere, and the monks cried out in pain.

In less than a minute, these ordinary Daming Temple disciples were defeated.

Jiekong looked at the big melee solemnly, "The combined strength of the opponent's 16 people is comparable to that of the gods, and our disciples are invincible!"

He immediately participated in the battle, transformed into a golden Buddha, bathed in divine radiance, and uttered Sanskrit sounds.

"Wu Ming, I haven't made a move this time, and you will have the honor of testing my strength." Jian Jiuming looked at Wu Ming proudly.

Wuming frowned slightly, "You won't draw your sword?"

Jian Jiuming shook his head lightly, and said flatly, "I don't need to use a sword to deal with you now."

"Amitabha." Wuming clasped his hands together and smiled lightly, "Let's do it!"

Hua Mingyue's eyes fell on Jiegang, and she smiled sarcastically, "Little monk, play with me, I promise not to kill you immediately."

Jie Gang's expression turned cold, "Hugh is crazy!"

He was just about to rush out, but found that his body was being held back, "Senior Brother Jierou?"

Jierou smiled slightly, "You are not her opponent, and I am not her opponent. But together, we may not be her opponent."

Hua Mingyue disdains, "Then let's go together."

　Thank you for your understanding
　　
　
(End of this chapter)