Ming sect leader

Chapter 566
Chapter 566
Qiao Feng took a look at Elder Song who was pushed away from his legs by the Mongols, and then threw aside Elder Song who was still yelling at him. He glanced around again, looked at the heroes of the Central Plains who were glaring at him, and finally looked at him respectfully. For the first time, my own Zhao Min felt hesitant!
I, Qiao Feng, am really a Mongolian?Do I want to follow these people back to Mongolia to live?Am I really going to leave the Central Plains?
Zhao Min looked at the blankness and hesitation in Qiao Feng's eyes, and was delighted, knowing that the other party really had the idea of ​​leaving the Central Plains at this time, otherwise someone like Qiao Feng would never show such a look in his eyes!

So, she cupped her hands again, and said loyally: "Don't worry, King Yongwu, Minmin has enough people this time, and a few old monks can't stop us, why don't we leave now, leave this place first, Minmin is good." Find someone to heal and bandage the prince!"

Before Qiao Feng opened his mouth to agree, the four guardians of the Jingnian Temple over there shouted angrily in unison: "Where are the Mongolian thieves running away!" The four of them jumped out at the same time, waved their palms and shouted, and rushed straight at him with a golden light. Qiao Feng is here!

However, Zhao Min, who was standing in front of Qiao Feng with his back to the Four King Kong, did not turn his head. He still looked at Qiao Feng and said, "My lord, let's go!" In front of him, Qiao Feng was taken away as the prince of Mongolia!From then on, Qiao Feng's identity as a Mongolian was confirmed, and the relationship between this unrivaled hero and the Central Plains was completely severed!

Boom! ! !

Just as Zhao Min was speaking, there was a violent roar from behind her. The four giant golden palms of the four Buddhist masters, such as Buan and Buqi, were all looked forward to by the heroes of the Central Plains, but they were caught by three warriors of different races. The face took it calmly!

If it is said that the previous time, Buan waited for others to be on the safe side, and was suddenly intervened by outsiders, so they took the initiative to retreat temporarily, then the fight just now was face to face, head-on and blocked by others!

Not only the astonishment and shock on the faces of the surrounding Central Plains heroes, but it was also the first time for the four of them to look at the three in front of them seriously, and then said angrily: "Who are you? Such strength is enough to rival the masters of the Tianbang , If you are not an unknown person, report your name!"

However, the three people on the opposite side sneered, and an old man on the left said with a look of contempt: "If you want to know our names, we will talk about it first if we win!"

An old man on the right sneered and echoed: "Our defeated generals are not entitled to know our names!"

"You——" the four Bu'an people were furious immediately, and at this moment, the Master Liao Jin who was behind said a Buddha's name: "Amitabha!" Immediately, the four Bu'an people withdrew their anger, retreated to the sides, and Lie Jin Then he walked slowly from the back to the front, stood in front of the four Buan people, looked at the three people on the opposite side, and said, "If the poor monk is not mistaken, the master in the middle should be a master of the Vajra Sect of the Tubo Esoteric School. You are full of energy, so you must have cultivated at least the tenth level of the Dragon Elephant Prajna Kung Fu, your Dharma Protector? But you, a Tubo master, serve Mongolia, so you are not afraid of hurting your Tubo sect?"

The Jinlun Fawang in the middle smiled unexpectedly when he heard the words, and said: "I don't want the monks in the Jingnian Temple to know so much about my esoteric sect, and even know the magical skills of our sect, but the monks in the Central Plains are really domineering. It's a pity that your threat is too late. , this sect has already moved from Tubo to Mongolia, so if you want to threaten me, you should first defeat the million invincible cavalry in Mongolia! Hahahaha!!!"

Liao Jin frowned when he heard the words, then looked at the other two people and said: "These two are fierce in attack, they cooperate with each other tacitly, and their kung fu is also from the same school, so they must be brothers!"

The two people on the opposite side sneered: "Yes, we are indeed from the same family, but you, an old monk, can you recognize where our brother's unique knowledge came from? What's the name?"

Liao Jin smiled lightly and said: "Hundreds of years ago in the martial arts world, there was an evil master who defeated all the heroes in a row with his extremely cold palm technique, and was so powerful that he conquered two states. Shaolin, but halfway up the mountain, an ordinary monk in Shaolin broke his yin and cold palm technique with the yang inner force he accidentally learned. "

Liao Jin paused at this point, looked at the two people opposite him and said: "This master of evil ways once had a famous name in the Jianghu called Baishang Taoist, and the palm technique he became famous for is called Xuanming God's Palm. ! And this is also the technique that your brother practiced, right?"

The two people on the opposite side looked at each other and said with displeasure: "You old monk is so powerful that you actually know this magical skill, but since you know that what we are practicing is Xuanming God's Palm, you guys don't have Zhiyang Kungfu. Protect yourself, just step back honestly, don't try to find death, or you will be beaten into ice corpses by our brother's palm strength, and it will be too late to regret it!"

Liao Jin chuckled and said: "Although the poor monk does not practice Zhiyang Kungfu, it is also known as the powerful and masculine Kungfu in Buddhist Kungfu. What's more, Buddhist disciples have always sacrificed their lives for righteousness, and there is no one who avoids war and flees cowardly! Moreover, the poor monk sees that the three of them are all men with great accomplishments and profound cultivation. In the Central Plains, they are also enough to start a sect and establish a sect. Why should they sacrifice their lives for the Mongols for a little glory? In my own hands, there is still time for everyone to leave Mongolia, and the poor monk can be a guarantor, so how about setting up a faction for the three of you?"

"Hahaha!!!" The three Jinlun Fawangs were taken aback for a moment, and then they looked up to the sky and laughed. If they wanted to stand on their own, how could they go to Mongolia, not to mention, what they got in exchange for Mongolia is not just a little glory Wealth and honor, that is a luxury life that many people can't get in exchange for a few lifetimes of hard work, and it is a dream life that the masters of the Central Plains can't imagine!
Want them to give up this kind of life, come to the Central Plains to teach apprentices, and compete with various factions for resources?That is simply a big joke!
Liao Jin looked at their laughing faces and shook his head in disappointment, "The Buddha said that saving one's life is better than building a seven-level pagoda. It seems that the poor monk has missed this merit today!"

The opposite Luzhangke said with a sneer, "You should take care of your own life first!"

"Amitabha!" Liao Jin bowed his head and proclaimed the Buddha's name, then shook his hands, surging with true energy, and said to the four people on the left and right: "Go and deal with the esoteric master in the middle, and leave the people on both sides to me!"

The four of Buan were right, they obeyed their words, they were full of confidence, they didn't hesitate to hear the words, they answered in unison, then shouted angrily, and went straight to Jinlun Fawang!

Xuanming and the elders saw that they were so arrogant. They wanted to deal with the two of them alone, and they were furious in their hearts. They shouted in unison: "The bald donkey is looking for death!" Run as far as you can!

In order to see this, he did not panic, while swaying his feet, trying to avoid the frontal impact of the cold air, while emitting a faint golden light to protect his body, his palms slapped towards the opponent with a masculine energy. Two people!
At the same time, the palms of the Four Great Vajras on the other side were fierce, and as they waved their palms, they fell like mountains and mountains, with thunderous roars, the trembling air trembled!
But Jinlun Fawang shouted angrily, waved his hands repeatedly, and even threw out gold, silver, copper, iron, and lead in succession. He was alone against the Four Vajras, but he was not at a disadvantage in the slightest!
The entire small courtyard was filled with shouts, explosions, and various sounds of weapons colliding. Waves of air came and went, roaring continuously, and the people near the small courtyard had already fled far away. Only one circle of warriors left was excited and excited!
(End of this chapter)