After listening to Master Zhimiao's words, Lu Fan came to the other party's side.
Only then did he realize that Master Zhimiao had problems with his legs and feet.
No wonder the master has been sitting still.
However, with the opponent's strength, even if there are problems with his legs and feet, it will not affect his daily life in the slightest.
When the master was about to speak, suddenly there was a loud noise in front of him.
"Boom!"
Immediately, Zhishan's angry voice came in: "You are looking for death, and you dare to smash the gate of Tianlong Temple"
Soon his voice suddenly stopped again.
Lu Fan's complexion changed suddenly, and he rushed out immediately.
Before he could take two steps, the figures of Zhishan and Zhiren appeared in front of him.
However, the two of them were pushed in by someone.
Their necks were jammed by an old man in gray clothes.
The old man was thin and thin, with a pair of small and narrow eyes.
There was a strange light in the small eyes, which made people feel uncomfortable.
Lu Fan's pupils shrank slightly.
Previously, his spiritual consciousness had not discovered this person, and it was obvious that he only appeared later.
Lu Fan also saw that this person turned out to be a half-step congenital strongman, but his internal strength was not as strong as that of Master Zhimiao.
It seems that it broke through to this level not long ago.
"Are you Junior Brother Gong who killed me?" The old man stared at Lu Fan immediately.
Before Lu Fan could answer, Master Zhimiao spoke first.
"Guzhu Wang, Brother Lu Fan is a distinguished guest of our Tianlong Temple, please be more polite. Besides, with his character, it is impossible for him to kill Nephew Gong."
"Zhimiao, don't argue for him, this person killed my junior brother in front of Xun Tiangu's disciples, the evidence is solid, I will not let him go today.
You also know that if it weren't for my junior brother, I would have died in the boundless sea. If you dare to help him today, it means that your Tianlong Temple will start a war with our Xuntian Valley. If the Divine Sword Sect blames it, the consequences will be up to you to bear. "Guzhu Wang shouted coldly.
Master Wisdom frowned slightly.
They are monks, so naturally they will not fight with others at will. In addition, Lu Fan saved his two juniors, so he can't let Guzhu Wang hurt Lu Fan.
"Guzhu Wang, there must be a misunderstanding here, brothers Lu Fan did not kill Junior Brother Gong, I can vouch for him." Zhimiao said.
"Hmph! I think you don't look down on the coffin." Guzhu Wang said bitterly.
Afterwards, he slapped the Qiankun bag on his waist, and a dead body suddenly appeared on the ground.
The head of this corpse has been separated from the body.
The face on the head is exactly his Junior Brother Gong.
A puzzled expression immediately appeared on Lu Fan's face.
Previously, after he got the other party's magic talisman, he had let Gong go away, but he didn't expect that he was still dead.
Who is the murderer?
"Amitabha!" Master Zhimiao bent slightly towards the corpse on the ground.
"The murderer who killed Nephew Gong must be someone else, definitely not Lu Fan." Master Zhimiao continued.
"Old man, I am here this time not to discuss with you who is the murderer, but to kill this person!" Wang Guzhu said coldly, "If you dare to intervene, then I can only be forced to kill .¡±
Master Zhimiao's face was slightly condensed, and when he was about to speak, Lu Fan stopped him.
"Master, this matter is caused by me, let me solve it!"
Lu Fan stepped forward without waiting for the other party's answer.
"This is the pure land of Buddhism, let's go out and talk. This matter has nothing to do with them, please let them go!" Lu Fan pointed to Zhishan and Zhiren.
"Okay, you have the guts!" After Wang Guzhu let go of the two masters, he turned around and went out first.
"Lu Fan, don't go with him, he will kill you." Zhishan urged after he was freed.
"Don't worry, what I hate the most is fighting and killing. After I go out, I will educate them well." Lu Fan waved his hand with a smile, and followed him out.
"Guide them?" Zhishan was full of doubts.
How can these arrogant and unreasonable people enlighten them.
Afterwards, he seemed to look at Zhimiao for help.
Among the few of them, only Master Zhimiao can defeat Guzhu Wang.
"Take me out." Zhi Miao said.I know.
"Yes!" Zhishan was overjoyed, and he and Zhiren quickly lifted the senior brother up.
However, to their surprise, there were three people guarding the gate of Tianlong Temple. One of them was the Shaogu Master of Xuntian Valley. He was dressed in the clothes of the Divine Sword Sect. It is the cultivation base of the elementary level of heaven.
"My father said that none of the monks of Tianlong Temple is allowed to step over this threshold, otherwise, you will treat me as if you are going to fight with me, Xun Tiangu. In addition, I will tell you another news, my master, that is, He of the Divine Sword Sect The elder will bring someone over in a moment.
So, you guys have to think about it, if you think you can defeat Shenjianzong and Xuntiangu at the same time, then please do it! Master Wang Shaogu sneered disdainfully.
In his opinion, in this world, no one dares to oppose the Divine Sword Sect, let alone the Tianlong Temple, which has long since fallen.
When Zhimiao and the others heard this, their complexions immediately turned ugly.
If there is only one Xuntian Valley, they can still handle it, but if they add Shenjianzong, it is beyond their ability.
For a moment, the four masters all stood there with bitter faces
Outside Tenryuji Temple.
Guzhu Wang laid Junior Brother Gong's body flat on the ground.
Immediately, he took two steps back and bent over the corpse: "Junior brother, wait a moment, I will chop off that kid's head and sacrifice it to you in the tomb."
The other two disciples stood on both sides with sad faces.
When Lu Fan came out, Guzhu Wang's eyes turned cold, and he was ready to make a move.
"Boy, if you don't want to suffer more, just stand there obediently and let me chop off your head!"
"Are you out of your mind? How dare you make such a request? No wonder there are traitors in your sect!" Lu Fan stood where he was and said calmly.
As soon as these words came out, the eyes of the two Xuntian Valley disciples in front of him suddenly showed panic.
"Traitor? Hahaha, boy, do you think you can escape death by using such a cheap method? Don't dream. It's getting late, you should pay for my life!" Guzhu Wang thought, half a step away The powerful cultivation base of the innate realm spread out instantly.
In his opinion, if Lu Fan can kill Junior Brother Gong, he must be at least at the middle level of the heavenly rank, so he directly used 70% of his internal strength.
"Half-step Xiantian realm. The strength is not bad, but if you want to kill me, you are still a little short!" Lu Fan snorted coldly.
"Arrogant boy, go to hell!"
Valley Master Wang stopped talking nonsense, moved his body, and appeared next to Lu Fan in the next moment, and immediately grabbed Lu Fan's neck with his withered claws.
Lu Fan's eyes froze, and instead of retreating, he advanced.
He raised his foot and took a step forward. At the same time, he swung his right fist. If you observe carefully, you can find that there is a layer of light blue lines on the surface of his fist.
"Looking for death!"
When Guzhu Wang found out that Lu Fan dared to confront him head-on, a sneer of disdain suddenly rose from the corner of his mouth. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com