Although Jiang Shi knew that most of the elites from the Zhenwuguan headquarters had been taken away by Yang Hongtian, the master of the temple was still there, so he wouldn't be in such a miserable state and be beaten up by some bandits, right?

The master of the temple, Chiyang Taoist, has unfathomable martial arts skills and is famous for hundreds of miles around.

Can't even deal with a group of bandits?

This is definitely not right!

"Who are you?"

Jiang Shi held up the mace and asked.

"Boy, we are asking you, why are you talking so much nonsense? Tell me your origins quickly, otherwise I will chop you into pieces and turn you into a pulp!"

A bandit with a dark complexion, holding a long knife, shouted fiercely.

"All right."

Jiang Shi had no expression on his face and walked forward, saying: "My name is Jiang Shi, and like you, I come from the green forest..."

"Fart, how come we haven't seen you when the green forests in the deserted state are gathering together?"

The bandit shouted: "This kid is dishonest, kill him quickly!"

All the bandits around him pounced on him.

Jiang Shi's eyes turned cold, and he swung the mace, rushed over quickly, and swept it directly. The heavy and unpredictable mace was simply the most dangerous weapon in the world.

Wow!

ah!

Each of these little bandits was beaten by him until they were flying and screaming, their muscles and bones were broken, and they were miserable.

The dozen or so bandits were quickly wiped out, leaving only the dark-faced bandit.

The other party was startled, extremely frightened, and quickly knelt down on the ground: "Hero, spare your life, we are all our own people, I am from Erlong Mountain..."

"Erlong Mountain?"

Jiang Shi frowned.

Is this the place?

I remember when I first entered Tieshi City, some bandits brazenly robbed the prison van, and it was Erlongshan who did it.

Now they actually dare to surround Zhenwu Temple?

"How many of you have come? How is Taoist Chiyang doing? With your strength, can you defeat Taoist Chiyang?"

Jiang Shi asked.

"We have five or six hundred people here. We are not the only ones on the mountain. There are also other heroes helping. Taoist Chiyang... Taoist Chiyang should not be dead yet..."

The bandit responded in fear.

"Not dead yet? Does that mean you really took him down?"

Jiang Shi asked.

"It should...should be won soon."

The bandit trembled.

"Damn it, tell me exactly. If you don't want to do it, I'll ask and you'll tell me."

Jiang Shi was furious.

"Yes, good man."

The bandit was startled and quickly explained the cause and effect.

It turns out that some time ago, Erlong Mountain had a grudge against Zhenwu Guan due to the tragic death of a leader. Coupled with the existence of Zhenwu Guan, it has always been a threat to the major mountains.

Therefore, after secretly observing the temple for a period of time, the major mountains found that the temple was already empty and there were very few elites, so they decided to take action against the Zhenwu Temple.

However, no matter how empty the temple is, the martial arts cultivation of Taoist Master Chiyang cannot be underestimated. In order to capture Zhenwu Temple as soon as possible, they threatened an inner sect some time ago and asked the inner sect disciple to attack the temple master Chiyang.

Taoist Yang's tea was filled with Shixiang Ruanjin Powder.

Only then did they dare to enter the Zhenwu Temple in a big way.

Now there are only two elders left in the entire Zhenwu Temple, and more than ten inner sects are still struggling to resist, but it won't be long before they will be completely captured.

"That's it, you poisoned me!"

Jiang Shi narrowed his eyes and said, "What's the name of the inner sect who poisoned the temple master?"

"Call Fang Yun!"

The bandit spoke quickly.

"So how many masters are there among you people here this time, and what realms are they at?"

Jiang Shi continued to ask.

"There are so many masters, and their realms are unfathomable. For example, the master of Erlong Mountain like me is already a master of the tenth level of Jin. Others, such as the masters of Qingniu Mountain and Menghu Mountain, are almost all around the tenth level of Jin."

The bandit responded.

"Yeah?"

Jiang Shi sneered, lifted him off the ground, and said, "Let's go, lead the way for me!"

"Yes, good man."

The bandit spoke quickly.

In this way, the two of them walked one behind the other towards the inner gate of Zhenwu Temple.

Along the way, we saw a lot of bandits.

When some bandits saw their own people coming, they didn't think much and let them go directly. However, some bandits asked questions. Without exception, anyone who dared to ask questions was basically beaten to death by Jiang Shi with a stick.

Not long after.

They finally entered the headquarters of Zhenwu Temple.

In the wide square, I saw blood flowing all over the ground, corpses scattered everywhere, and a pungent smell everywhere. There were corpses of bandits and corpses of inner disciples of Zhenwu Temple.

The main hall area at the front is even more crowded with people.

Hundreds of bandits, with ferocious looks and armed with swords, spears and other weapons, surrounded the entire hall.

At the entrance area of ​​the main hall, there were two elders covered in blood, with pale faces, holding long swords, leaning on each other, looking at everyone with wide-eyed anger.

Beside them, there are still more than ten remaining inner disciples, each with injuries and despair on their faces.

"Erlong Mountain, Menghu Mountain, Qingniu Mountain, you are so brave!"

Elder Chiyun shouted angrily.

"Hahaha, damn, you still dare to say harsh words now. You really don't know how to live or die. Chiyun, Chihu, I know you have great skills, but I wonder how long you can persist. We have so many good guys today.

Here, even if you are tired, you will be exhausted to death!"

A burst of wanton laughter came from the mouth of a man holding two hammers.

It was Kui Yong, the third master of Erlong Mountain.

Not long ago, he was rescued from the city.

"Hey, Chiyun, Chihu, do you still doubt why your temple master is poisoned?"

There were bursts of weird laughter.

The person who exited was an extremely tall man, about 2.23 meters tall, with a sneer on his face and a pair of eyes shining with a light yellow luster, looking forward.

He is the boss of Erlongshan!

[Iron King Kong] Wang Xuan, who has reached the tenth level of Jinjin.

"How did you inject the poison?"

Elder Chihu shouted angrily.

"What method? This is all thanks to the talents that your Zhenwu Guan has worked hard to cultivate."

Wang Xuan laughed sarcastically and glanced forward.

Among the dozen or so remaining inner sect disciples, one suddenly shook his body, his face changed violently, and he lowered his head.

Chi Yun and Chi Hu were even more frightened and angry, and couldn't believe it.

"Is there a spy?"

"You have planted spies in our Zhenwu Temple?"

···

"I don't dare to be a spy. I'm just a little bit of coercion. Fang Yun, are you right? Hahahaha..."

Wang Xuan burst out laughing.

Chi Yun, Chi Hu, and the dozen or so inner disciples around them all looked shocked, and quickly glanced back, feeling cold in their hearts.
To be continued...