Chapter 69 (1/2)
There were three paths of white light, which surrounded the man in black in the middle. As soon as he came up, he first formed a Dharma array and cut off the way of the man in black.
One of the three men was a master wearing a monk's robe and six ring scars on his head. His face was very clean without any stubble. He seemed to be about 30 years old, with a string of Buddhist beads hanging on his neck, which was shining with a touch of gold.
Another one, wearing a gray blue Taoist robe, carrying a sword behind him, holding a compass and a charm between his fingers, pointed to the man in black with the other hand pinching the Taoist finger. This man looks much older than the monk. His face has three long whiskers flying in the wind. With the eyes with round lenses on the bridge of his nose, he looks a bit fairyland, but more like an old scholar.
The last person is naturally a Confucian. He wears a light yellow dress, not a Taoist robe, but it's somewhat meaningful. His hands are empty and he doesn't take anything. His age looks like that monk, kind-hearted and smiling.
Three people surrounded the man in black. The Taoist priest with higher discipline pointed to the man in black and said, ”Meng Hong! You have committed many evils. Today, our Sanjiao temple will do justice for heaven, except for you
The man in black, who was called Meng Hong, looked at the three people around him. He was so angry that his teeth were clenched. He roared from his throat: ”you little people dare to fight me! I want to die
With that, he forced his spirit and patted him with one hand, but he was cut open by the monk master in front of him and patted him with the other hand.
”Er --”
the man in black snorted, stepped back a few steps and glared at the monk.
”Do you want to trouble our master with your present strength? It's enough for us to show up! ”
”You I want to die The man in black was so angry that he didn't move his hand. As soon as they saw each other, they immediately started to greet each other at the same time. The Taoist priest didn't even use his sword, so he directly fought with others empty handed.
I saw that the man in black had just resisted my sword, and now he was very weak. He couldn't beat the three men at all, so he was not nervous. He stood by and watched their fighting quietly, and wanted to learn.
The fighting styles of the three temples are different. The monk and master use the hard hitting method and attack with the power type magic. The Taoist is a kind of soft to conquer the hard and use the strength to fight with the strength, which means using the other way to make the other body. The most strange thing is that the Confucian is like a cotton ball, which can't be squeezed flat or broken, and can fight with a little strength All don't accept, and his face, is all smile from beginning to end.
The three men cooperated with each other so that the man in black couldn't move at all. Finally, it was the monk who punched him on the chest and hurt his root cause. He vomited black blood, and his momentum suddenly dropped.
Next, the three of them each made a move. The man in black was besieged by the three men until now. Finally, he couldn't hold on. His eyes were wide open, his whole body was shaking like chaff, and he slowly fell to the ground.
”Lu Qijun, let's go. I'll show you who you know. Let's see if you know this man.” I let out Lu Qijun and took him to walk past. At this time, I caught a glimpse of Liu Tong coming out of the ground.
It's not surprising that his best skill is to escape.
Seeing that Meng Hong, the man in black, was killed, the three men took the array and stood aside.
I took Lu Qijun to the front and touched Meng Hong's face with my foot so that his face could be easily identified. Lu Qijun came to the front and looked at Meng Hong's face carefully. Suddenly, he yelled: ”Captain!”
”Captain?”
When I frowned, I was also surprised. When I thought about it, I suddenly remembered that Lu Qijun had said that the elders of the Gongmo cult were teams. Lu Qijun's five elders alone had five teams: Blood puppet, shadow, Qingfeng, Youguang and Lanling. Lu Qijun belonged to the blood puppet team.
So Meng Hong is the leader of the blood puppet team?!
”He is...”
”That's right.” Lu Qijun bent down, and was a careful identification, finally nodded, affirmed: ”yes, it's the captain.”
I nodded, said: ”his ability is also a ghost, and the strength is very strong, it is really possible.”
Like Lu Qijun, he should also earn extra money in his spare time. However, the guest he is looking for is not a small role like Lu Qijun, but a big boss. Naturally, what he has to do is to help him solve his competitors.