"Zen Master Ziyu, you are also a famous figure. Why did you do such a shameless thing? Tell me, who instructed you? Tell me quickly, and I will let you master and disciple transcend earlier!" Zhang Baosheng shook his head and said with regret. ↑

Qingfeng was shot and couldn't speak, Mingyue looked nervous and looked as if she was ashamed, and she couldn't speak at all.

Although Zen Master Ziyu was seriously injured, he still replied in a rage: "Don't think too much, no one has ordered me. You are suffering from drugs in the Golden Triangle. I don't know how many creatures we master and disciple are practicing for heaven this time. I originally wanted to kill you and Kaywang in one fell swoop. Once you two giants die, the power under your hands will be in chaos. I wonder how many people will be rescued because of this! Amitus Buddha!"

"If I don't go to hell, who will go to hell! It's a pity that I'm going to lose money for the mountain Jiuren! If it weren't for the guards of that person around you, you and your subordinates would be qualified to live until now!"

Zen Master Ziyu stroked his left palm and talked happily.

When the old man heard the monk mentioning himself at the back table, he laughed twice and suddenly said, "Monkey! Your skills are pretty good! It's a pity that you are not lucky! You have lost your life in vain! Reincarnate in the next life, remember to choose a zodiac auspicious day and don't be so unlucky anymore!"

The old man said this jokingly, but Zhang Baosheng's subordinates around him didn't find it interesting.

Fortunately, this powerful old man is here, otherwise the three Ziyu Zen Masters attacked each other in this battle today. If Zhang Baosheng and Chaiwang were killed at the same time, the entire Golden Triangle would immediately fall into war, which would affect the entire international market.

Zhang Baosheng pondered for a moment and said in a deep voice: "Jinba. Leave this matter to you!"

Since the old man took down Zen Master Ziyu saved his life, Zhang Baosheng simply threw this job to Jin Ba, too lazy to mess with this body of dust.

Whether for fame, profit or money, there are countless people in this world who want to kill him, Zhang Baosheng, and he is not very interested in knowing who the other party is and what purpose he is.

Ling Qingfeng walked closer and stared at the master and apprentice intently.

These three monks who practiced bitter Zen are very skilled and have good hearts. They risked the death of their own life to assassinate the two giants in the Golden Triangle. This compassionate feeling is melodious.

But now I play the role of Jin Ba’s identity. With Jin Ba’s personality, how could I let them go? And I must be a fierce murder!

Ling Qingfeng was in a dilemma for a moment, and two thoughts in his mind were arguing endlessly.

One step, two steps, three steps, Ling Qingfeng transformed into Jinba, and got closer and closer in front of everyone.

It's time to make a decision!

Suddenly, Mingyue pulled open his monk's robe, revealing a circle of square objects around her waist.

"Don't force me! At worst, you can die together! I have explosives on my body! Come on! Come on!" Mingyue yelled while crying.

Unexpectedly, Ling Qingfeng's approaching made him even more determined to die. What he didn't expect was that the monk had already tied a circle of strong explosives on his body, and with a light press, he didn't dare to say what would happen to Zhang Baosheng and others ten steps away. At least Ling Qingfeng was dead!

Zen Master Ziyu sighed inwardly and lowered his neck. In fact, Mingyue still has no experience. If he is more cunning, he will be closer to Zhang Baosheng and the others. The deterrence will be greater.

Ling Qingfeng's scalp exploded and stared at the Zen Master Mingyue's every move.

People are playing with you with their lives. This is not a joke!

Whoosh! Whoosh!

He suddenly heard two extremely subtle sounds of wind in his ears, and Ling Qingfeng was suddenly shocked.

A strange scene appeared in front of me. Zen Master Mingyue's arms were broken at the same elbows, and the incision was as smooth as if it was rolled out by a machine.

Even Mingyue himself didn't notice it, and still blushed and planned to fight his life. However, he suddenly heard Pengpeng's sounds and looked down. It turned out that his arms fell to the ground.

Immediately afterwards, the heart-wrenching pain suddenly hit my heart.

It was related to life and death. Ling Qingfeng had no time to think about it, so he had to kick Mingyue in the chest, kick him backwards, and turned into a rolling gourd.

Among the soldiers around, a few fierce ones rushed over, choking their necks and pinching their heads. They took off the explosive bag on Mingyue's body.

At this time, Zen Master Ziyu suddenly raised his head and asked in a hoarse voice, "Who are you? You have clearly reached the realm of Vajra Buddha's indestructibility, why do you still have to be accomplices of the tiger? It shouldn't be!"

The old man slowly put his hands back into his sleeves, smiling and said without a smile: "I practice as much as I want and being free, and I have never had the opportunity to practice Buddhism! A great monk like you who practice Buddhism, even if you enter the innate world, will tie your hands and feet. There is no use for birds. What do you do when practicing? What a joke!"

"Devil, you are the real devil!" Zen Master Ziyu said angrily.

The old man looked arrogant and laughed: "The winner is the king and the loser is the demon! You say I am the demon, I say you are! A stinky monk, don't eat vegetarian food and chant Buddha's name well, learn to assassinate! Practice a terrible meditation! You deserve to die! Jinba, take him back, don't let him die too happily! How much things can be taken out depends on your ability!"

"Okay!" Ling Qingfeng didn't raise his head, bowed to the old man and replied solemnly.

Ling Qingfeng used his hand and two soldiers, one on the left and one on the right, carried Zen Master Ziyu directly into the water prison.

This is a place specially used in the village to detain prisoners. In fact, it was originally a pond, but later a stilt house was built on it. The prisoner was soaked in half a person's height and was bitten by mosquitoes all day long. Most people couldn't hold on for three days and hung up.

Ling Qingfeng signaled the soldiers to put down Zen Master Ziyu. The seriously injured old Zen Master had a few pieces of sternum. He stood in a dirty puddle with a hunched body, and still holding his right hand high. This look really ridiculous.

Ling Qingfeng stood silently by the puddle and looked for a while, without saying anything.

To be honest, Ling Qingfeng knew that the old monk was able to knock him down with one move. The other party was a real master, and it was very likely that he was a master of the innate realm. It was a pity that he had a bad luck meeting the old man.

The old man's skills are unfathomable. So far, Ling Qingfeng has not figured out what level he is in!

Logically speaking, I was already a master of secret power and was filled with inexplicable power by the old man. Even if it was not innate, it would not be much different. However, I could not walk under the hands of this old monk. And the old man seemed to have to deal with it casually when he hit the old monk. Could it be that the old man's strength is far above the innate?

This message was so shocking that Ling Qingfeng didn't dare to think too much, nor did he want to think about it!

After a while, Qingfeng and Mingyue were also taken to the water prison.

One of these two people was shot in the back, the other broke the wrists at the same time, and then threw them into the water prison. Most people would not be able to survive. It’s just that these two people practiced hard for many years and had tenacious vitality, so they could hold on for a while.

Ling Qingfeng looked at the three people struggling in the mud and water, and without saying anything, he left silently.

Because he knew that there were countless pairs of eyes staring at him now, no matter whether he wanted to save these three monks or not, he should not speak out now.

In the second half of the night, the entire village was already silent, with only the occasional cry of insects and frogs.

Ling Qingfeng then quietly went out and walked to the water prison.

"Who?" When the two night watchmen saw someone coming, they immediately shouted softly.

Ling Qingfeng showed his figure and whispered: "It's me! I'll be here to interrogate the prisoner!"

When the two sentries saw that it was General Zhang Baosheng's adopted son Jin Ba, he immediately stood up and raised his hands to salute.

"Catch the three monks to the shore. I have something to ask them!" Ling Qingfeng ordered.

The two sentries nodded, thinking that this young master Jinba really understands the way of interrogation. Even the sentries are trapped at this time. The prisoners soaked in the stinky water must be the time when they have the weakest will. It is easy to ask anything!

Two sentries found the iron chains tied to the pool with three monks and pulled the dying three people to the shallow water shore.

"Okay, you guys go away! I have something to do!" Ling Qingfeng unceremoniously sentry away and squatted in front of the old monk.

After thinking about it, Ling Qingfeng knew the danger, he still took out some injured medicine from his arms. These medicines were mixed with some of the best honey he brought, which was very effective in treating injuries and restoring physical strength.

"You are finally here! I know you will definitely come!" Zen Master Ziyu said in a hoarse voice from the pool.

Ling Qingfeng frowned and did not take his words seriously. The old monk was about to die and wanted to pull the stern here. It was really pedantic. No wonder he was smashed and threw his sternum here.

Ignoring the old monk, Ling Qingfeng took the wounded medicine and poured it into his palm, and slapped it on the old monk's chest.

"Little donor, listen to me! I know you want to help us, but you can't save it. With that demon here, even if you cure us, you can't escape. You can only implicate you! Do you still need to save us?"

Ling Qingfeng waved his hand angrily, thinking to himself that you need to say this! I certainly know, but if I don’t save you, I’m always uneasy, so I can’t care so much!

However, he thought that the old man was just living here for the time being and borrowing soldiers, so he might not be interested in dealing with the bad things of these monks, so he still had two or three points to take a chance.

Ling Qingfeng thought that as long as he secretly cured the injuries of these monks, and when the old man left the village, these three monks might not have no chance to fight out.

"Stop talking, monks just talk too much! Each person has one serving of these wound medicines, half applied to the wound, and half taken internally. Have you heard it clearly?" Ling Qingfeng said in a deep voice.

None of the three dying monks moved, and Ling Qingfeng's hair was so hot that she saw it.
Chapter completed!