The building in the middle of the jungle is actually a temple, which is already the boundary of Nanzhou City. Dust, literature, and literature

The temple is huge, and the gold plaque at the entrance reads "Golden Gate Temple" with three gilt characters written on it, and you can smell the incense from a few miles away.

At this time, a large group of guys with big shoulders and round waists and tattoos surrounded the temple in front of them, which turned out to be an underworld gang.

This place is close to Nanyun Province, which is close to the border, and all kinds of criminal drug trafficking and criminal forces are rampant.

However, it is new for underground gangs to loot temples, and this wave of gangs is not small, all of them are fully armed, and most of them are armed with AK47s and other assault rifles in their hands.

The gunshot that Shen Lang heard just now was the sound of these guys raising their guns and shooting.

"Lao Tzu doesn't want to repeat it a second time, you bald donkeys hurry up and take out all the valuable things, otherwise the bullets in the gun will not last long and kill a few monks, then don't blame us for being ruthless." The middle-aged man wearing sunglasses at the head was carrying an AK74 automatic rifle and said in a cold and threatening tone.

Outside the temple gate in front of them, there were several temple high-ranking monks wearing robes, and a large number of warrior monks holding sticks were surrounded by them, all staring at these underworld gangs with their eyes like torches.

"Donor, we have no grievances, why do we make trouble and come to the door? If the monks do something wrong, the old man will make amends on his behalf. The abbot of the leader was kind and kind, bowed his head and said.

"Don't you understand, tell you to hand over all the money and valuables!" said the man in sunglasses coldly.

A strong man with yellow hair leaned up towards the underworld leader and whispered, "Hey, big brother, this is just a monk's temple, does you have so much money?"

"You know a few handfuls! Although this place is a little off, if you look at the gold-lettered signboard, there must be a lot of good things in it! Recently, the anti-drug campaign has been serious, and we are not easy to mix, so we must find a way to get a sum of money. The man in sunglasses snorted quietly.

"That's it, you see that the plaque is inlaid with gold, maybe the Buddha statue and Arhat statue in it are made of gold!"

"Yes, yes, these days, the monk has made a lot of money! There are definitely a lot of good things in it!"

The strong men in black vests on the side echoed one after another.

This place is extremely remote, at least a dozen kilometers away from the center of Nanzhou City, even if it is a policeman, it is impossible to get here in two or three hours, so these gangs have no fear.

The man in sunglasses glanced impatiently at the white-eyed abbot: "Hey! Lao Tzu doesn't want to talk nonsense, you are the abbot, right? I'll give you five minutes, and quickly ask people to move out all the valuable things! Otherwise, every five minutes, Lao Tzu will kill a monk in your monastery!"

A group of monks with sticks retreated one after another, looking at the rows of guns, and everyone was terrified.

"The donor is guilty of a great sin, and this time he wants to add to the killing, alas!" the abbot clasped his hands together and whispered in a deep voice.

"Grass, old bald donkey, do you really think that Lao Tzu will not dare to do it?" ^

The man in sunglasses angrily picked up the gun on his shoulder, and faced the group of monks at the entrance, preparing to make an example of the monkeys.

At this moment, there was a sudden "rustling" sound in the woods.

"Huh?"

A group of underground forces couldn't help but glance back when they heard the movement.

Shen Lang rushed over with Chu You'er in his arms, crossed a big tree, and rushed towards this side.

Ximenqing chased after him, and the speed was dazzling.

A group of underground forces couldn't help but be startled when they saw the two people falling from the sky.

Shen Lang complained bitterly in his heart, and Ximenqing immediately chased after him, and the two were only less than fifty meters apart.

Looking at this scene in front of him, Shen Lang's face became a little weird.

Shen Lang didn't have time to think about it so much, his figure flashed, and he snatched the AK47 in the hands of the man in sunglasses.

Before the man in sunglasses could react, the gun in his hand was gone, and he suddenly shuddered: "Who is it?"

Shen Lang turned around and raised the AK47 in his hand, pulled the trigger without thinking about it, and shot at Ximenqing who was chasing.

"Da Da" a few gunshots.

I saw the bullet hit Ximenqing's body, and Ximenqing's green skin only burst out a few sparks, which didn't make him bleed and hurt at all.

Shen Lang was shocked, this exercise is inevitably too perverted, and he can even defend against bullets?

Ximenqing's Xuan Shield Technique can raise the flesh and body functions to the limit in a short period of time, and the improved defense is only the defense on the flesh and skin.

However, the flesh has reached this strength, and the effect is also extremely obvious, almost completely defending against physical attacks and greatly resisting internal damage.

Shen Lang can be regarded as seeing the world once, this martial arts cultivation of the Kunlun Mountain Enchantment is very strong, and there are no strange exercises.

Seeing Shen Lang sweeping at Ximenqing with AK47, and then seeing Ximenqing being hit by a bullet and acting like he was nothing, everyone showed a hellish expression.

Ximen Qing's Xuan Dun Technique is also about to reach the limit, once he reaches the limit, he will be subjected to a strong backlash, which is equivalent to abolishing half a life, and he must kill this kid before this!

If he can't bring a living person, he will also take Shen Lang's corpse to see Yang Tongtian.

"Lao Tzu is going to kill you!" Ximenqing said with a hideous face and a fierce roar.

Seeing that Ximenqing was about to catch up, Chu You'er also jumped out of Shen Lang's arms, quickly snatched the automatic rifles in the hands of the two tattooed strong men, gritted his teeth, and shot at Ximenqing fiercely.

Shen Lang also cooperated with Chu You'er to shoot wildly, and the bullets all hit Ximenqing's body.

Ximen Qing was unmoved, his speed did not decrease, he caught up with Shen Lang, and slashed over with all his palm.

Shen Lang's heart sank, this Nima couldn't hide if he wanted to.

He hurriedly threw the gun in his hand, lifted all his true qi, and the green tendons in his right arm burst out, and he struck out a seven-wound fist, and with all his strength, he smashed it towards Ximenqing's chest!

"Hmph!" Ximen Qing snorted coldly, he used all his strength with this move, this blow must kill this kid!

Seeing Shen Lang's punch, Ximen Qing didn't pay attention to it at all, his body was still protected by the Xuan Shield Jue, and his body was extremely hard. He didn't bother to dodge, and let Shen Lang's punch come in.

Facts have proved that underestimating the enemy is a taboo for martial arts.

The young master of the Yin and Yang Sect that Shen Lang met before also disdained Shen Lang's punch, but was directly sent to the West Heaven by Shen Lang with a punch.

Shen Lang's eyes were split, he was still extremely confident in his physical strength, and Ximenqing's palm might not be able to kill him.

And the third form of the Seven Injuries Fist with all his strength, if it hits Ximenqing's chest, even if he doesn't die, he will have to waste half his life!

This time it is very likely to be a dead end, and if you fight hard, you may still have a chance of life! But if you don't fight, you will definitely die.

Besides, Chu You'er can still act now, even if she falls, she can get a glimmer of life for this little girl.