Chen Qingzhou quickly asked Yuan Xin: "Little Master, isn't your junior brother too arrogant? He is just a mortal. Does he need our help?"

Yuan Xin seemed to be full of confidence, and smiled and said: "Don't worry, Benefactor Chen, although my junior brother is not good at speaking, he has a lot of experience in fighting enemies and will never put himself in danger."

After hearing this, Chen Qingzhou thought to himself, "He's not bad at speaking, he's just never spoken a word, right?"

After hearing what the two said, the others also looked over attentively, curious about how Master Yuan Chong would continue to resist, or even find a strategy to counterattack.

After all, Zhou Fengyu's use of magic weapons to attack only consumed his internal energy, but Yuan Chong was resisting with his body. Over time, it was hard to guarantee that he would not be hurt in the skin and flesh, or even in his internal organs. If the two of them fought hand-to-hand at that time, he would inevitably lose the initiative.

"what!"

Zhou Fengyu's luck has been established. With a loud shout, forty or fifty blood plates burst out at the same time. A smug look flashed across his face. Even if this monk really had three heads and six arms, he would die in this blood plate formation!

The sky was full of red disks, blocking out the sun and making the Linggu Pagoda dark. However, Yuan Chong remained expressionless, without any sign of fear or retreat. He roared again, and his feet, which were covered with lightning, closed together with force. With a "snap", he bounced apart, spread his legs flat, and actually did a "split" in the air. Then his arms suddenly spun in circles, and his whole body spun like a top.

Yuan Xin continued to smile and said, "My temple's Kung Fu is not good at defense, but it uses offense instead of defense. This move is the 'Thunder Shocks All Directions' in the 'Thunder God's Quick Steps'. Please appreciate it."

The battle was urgent and a matter of life and death, but the little monk was actually chatting and laughing, which surprised everyone.

Yuan Chong opened his legs straight, which were three meters long, and spun them rapidly, using the "Thunder in All Directions" technique, which actually brought up a lightning storm.

When those blood plates entered the storm, their speed dropped suddenly. Whirlwind took advantage of the situation and kept kicking. The blood plates bumped into each other and squeezed each other, and fell to the ground with a "ding-dang-dang" sound. Many of them were kicked towards Ximenbao by Yuan Chong, causing many casualties.

Looking at Yuan Chong, he was like a diamond descending to the earth, his kung fu was truly invincible, and he displayed the strength of the warriors of Jinchan Temple to the fullest.

Xuanyuan Changqing was worried that if Yuan Chong participated in the Dragon City Competition two years later, Tianci would be unbeatable.

Zhou Fengyu was panicked when he saw that all his magic weapons and special moves were broken. He had just been using his internal energy to control his blood plate, and now was the time for him to breathe.

Yuan Chong saw through the enemy's situation and took advantage of the situation to not show any mercy. He closed his legs and kicked down diagonally from mid-air with a force as strong as thunder, hitting Zhou Fengyu directly in the chest.

With a scream, Zhou Fengyu flew out, and the Shura Blood Fork fell to the ground immediately because it was no longer supported by its owner's power.

Yuan Chong hit the target with one strike and turned back. He pulled out the golden Demon-Slaying Stick from behind him, bent his waist and took a quick step forward, and lashed out at the Shura Blood Fork on the ground. With a "clang" sound, the Blood Fork was immediately deformed and looked like scrap copper and iron.

Xu Siniang rushed forward to rescue Zhou Fengyu. She saw that his face was pale and blood was flowing from his mouth. He had been hit head-on by Yuan Chong's thundering kick, which was no less severe than being hit by a divine weapon. If Zhou Fengyu had not tempered his body and skin in order to practice the Blood Toad Skill, he would have probably died with a broken sternum.

Seeing that Monk Yuan Chong was so powerful that no one could stop him, Xu Siniang shouted to Hu Lie, the leader of the Golden Scorpion Hall, who was in a tough fight, "Brother, show us your ultimate move!"

Everyone was shocked when they heard this. They didn’t expect that these people actually had such a special trick?

After hearing what Xu Si Niang said, Hu Lie's face changed from gloomy to happy, but when he thought that Luo Hong was dead and Zhou Fengyu was seriously injured, he was afraid that the whole army would be wiped out if they continued fighting.

He barely managed to scare Jin Buhuan away with one shot, and shouted, "Forget it! If Lord Bai blames me, I will take the blame and use my ultimate move!"

Several people here were surprised and thought to themselves, "There is no Baitan Master in Ximen Fort?"

Hu Lie stepped forward and helped Zhou Fengyu up, "Is the second brother okay?"

Zhou Fengyu was seriously injured and finally recovered for a while. "I can't...die. Brother, let's use our ultimate move. Damn...damn kill them!"

"it is good!"

The three hall masters each took out a brocade box from their arms, and Hu Lie ordered his men to find a brocade box from the clothes of Luo Hong's body. The four brocade boxes were of different lengths and sizes, and it was unknown what treasures they contained.

Hu Lie threw aside the scorpion-tailed hook-sickle spear that had accompanied him in battles for many years, opened the slender brocade box, and saw a flash of light inside, which turned out to be a brush. He looked solemn and held it respectfully in his hand.

Suddenly, Chen Qingzhou felt a chill all over his body. It was Jin Buhuan who slowly stood in front of everyone. His face was grim, and the "Beauty Waist" in his hand was frozen again. "Wandering Around the World" was faintly activated. It seemed that he was quite afraid of the seemingly ordinary brush in Hu Lie's hand.

Hu Lie stopped talking and glanced to the side. Zhou Fengyu immediately opened his round brocade box, revealing a small jar of black ink. Then Xu Siniang also opened the square brocade box, revealing an inkstone inside.

However, these items have dark shadows flowing on them, and they are stored so carefully, so they must not be ordinary items.

Cui Jiye laughed loudly and said, “Did you get stupid? Why don’t you compete with fists and feet but with writing? Hahahaha!”

Hu Lie did not refute. He opened Luo Hong's long brocade box, took out a roll of rice paper from it, spread it out flat, and actually made a gesture as if he was going to write with a brush.

Zhou Fengyu flipped his palm, a lacquer light flashed, and the ink actually flew out by itself and all fell into the inkstone. Xu Siniang followed closely, waving her hands and grinding the ink in the air. In a moment, the ink became thick.

Hu Lie held the brush tightly in his right hand and dipped it deeply into the inkstone, causing ink to splash everywhere. Then he lightly drew a stroke in the air, and a "stroke" was immediately printed on the rice paper.

Everyone was confused as to what was going on. Suddenly, the inky stroke of the word "撇" turned from virtual to real, flew out and struck everyone.

There was a "click" sound, and for some unknown reason, the stroke stopped three feet in front of everyone and no longer moved forward.

Everything happened within two seconds, and everyone realized at this moment that Hu Lie's magic brush had such an effect that it could launch such a fierce attack with so little effort.

If Jin Buhuan had not spotted the enemy first and condensed an invisible ice wall one foot thick in advance to resist the attack of the black blade, everyone would have been chopped in half.

Seeing that his special move was blocked, Hu Lie exclaimed in surprise, and immediately drew another stroke. The character "捺" also flew out and pressed on the "撇" and together they attacked the ice wall.

Jin Buhuan stepped back with his left foot, took a bow stance to steady his body, and pressed his hands on the big sword that had become thicker, constantly exerting his strength, but he could only barely hold off.

Hu Lie saw that the attack of the ink blade was much more powerful than his hook-and-sickle spear tip, and that he suppressed "Wave Sword" Jin Buhuan with just two slight movements. He was immediately very excited, and the light flashed continuously from the brush, and the ink blade of the font also kept attacking, "horizontal", "vertical", "dot", "hook", in a variety of patterns, hitting the ice wall one by one.

Jin Buhuan frowned slightly, resisted for a while, and suddenly shouted, "Get out of the way!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the ice wall formed by the internal force shattered with a "crash". Fortunately, he sounded a warning, and everyone had already jumped away. The strokes followed the trend, brushed past everyone's clothes, shot far away, and nailed hard on the stone wall of Linggu Tower, and actually shot through the stone wall immediately.

The moonlight outside the tower filtered through the holes in the strokes, shining on everyone's faces.

"Hahahaha!"

Hu Lie stunned the enemy with one blow, laughed wildly, and said to the people behind him: "The treasure given by Lord Bai is really powerful. Today, I will kill them all without leaving a single piece of armor!"

Seeing these strange writing brushes, inks, papers and inkstones, Chen Qingzhou saw that Jin Buhuan seemed to understand something, and asked in a low voice: "Xiao Jin, where did these things come from?"

Jin Buhuan still held the sword and was on guard, and only said four words.

"The art of talismans."

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