Journey to the West begins with a full-level Tang monk

Chapter 1312 One Trick

"Ah, Master Xuanzang, we already regard Master Xuanzang as an ally in our hearts!" An old monk couldn't help being stunned when he heard Xuanzang say this, and hurriedly explained.

Tang Seng raised his eyelids to look at him, and smiled shortly: "Don't you put on airs anymore?"

"Don't dare!" The old monk hurriedly lowered his head and said embarrassingly.

"Didn't you look down on the poor monk? Tell you, no one here is an ally of the poor monk except Master Yichan. The poor monk will let anyone out of the game. There are no enemies here, only opponents. What are you doing?" , think that the poor monk must form an alliance with you? Is it because you don't want to be the opponent of the poor monk?" Tang Seng said with a sneer.

The old monk remained silent, and slowly stepped back a few steps.

The other seven monks all showed embarrassment on their faces, neither advancing nor retreating, and they were awkward there for a while.

Tang Seng ignored them and turned around again to look at the nine members of the First Alliance.

"Since the establishment of your alliance, you are doomed to be out. Don't look at the poor monk's rudeness to them, but he is not used to their peeing. And your alliance, ten people, is doomed to be impossible to continue standing Here it is. If you go by yourself, you don’t need to be injured, but if you want to do it, the poor monk can’t guarantee it!"

"Xuanzang, we admit that you are very strong. However, if you don't learn how strong you are, you will never be reconciled!" Zihao gritted his teeth.

Then at the next moment, with a gesture, he held a Zen stick in his hand, swung it along the way, and the void twisted for a while, and the Zen stick wrapped in terrifying mana, swept towards Tang Seng.

Almost at the same time, Benzheng, Jiyong, and Xingshen also moved at the same time, and each used their means to attack Tang Seng.

As soon as Benzheng gestured, a bowl with a diameter of about ten feet was placed under Tang Seng's hood, but Ji Yong used a sword, and the sword light flashed, and he slashed at Tang Seng with his sword.

With a stick in Xingshen's hand, he shot it out like a giant arrow, and shot towards Tang Seng.

As soon as the opponent made a move, Yichan behind Tang Seng and the other eight people hurriedly retreated. This kind of terrifying attack, not to mention directly attacking them, even the aftermath, may cause serious injuries.

The four strong men at the void stage attacked at the same time, the offensive was terrifying, and all of them were killing moves, leaving no room for them.

Tang Seng frowned, Daxiu waved, a burst of mana swept out of thin air, and slammed into the opponent's various means of attack.

Zihao was the first to bear the brunt, the powerful mana hit the Zen staff in his hand, and the Zen staff rebounded instantly and hit Benzheng next to him.

However, under the mana rebound, the alms bowl of this certificate covered Xingshen.

Tang Seng grabbed Jiyong's flying sword in his hand and slashed at the iron rod that Xingshen shot at.

The stick had two sections, one section shot at Jiyong, and the other section was reflected back to Zihao.

It's slow to say, but at that time everything just happened in the blink of an eye.

Many people outside the court did not see what was going on, everything had already happened, and everything was over.

The six masters at the peak of the Hollow Void Realm who came up with the skills all flew upside down in one move and fell to the ground.

Everyone is miserable.

There was half an iron rod stuck in Zihao's thigh, his monk's robe was stained red with blood, and his face was ashen ashen as he touched the wound with his hands.

Ji Yong's shoulder was also pierced with the same half of the iron rod, piercing through the shoulder and pinning him to the grass.

Xing Shen was lying on his side on the ground, with his hands on his chest, and he was spitting out blood, and the alms bowl of this card was lying beside him.

And the proof of letting out the alms bowl also lay on the ground with blood gushing out of his mouth, Zihao's Zen staff was pressed across his chest, and he was holding the Zen staff with both hands and struggling to move it away, but it failed in the end. .

But Tang Seng held Jiyong's sword in his hand, and with a shake of his hand, the sword turned into pieces and fell to the grass.

There is silence in the valley!
There was also silence in the camp of the Great Compassion Temple.

There was also silence outside.

Everyone saw this scene, but no one spoke.

No one made a sound!
Everyone was stunned.

Many people already know that Xuanzang is very strong, he can control his understanding with every gesture, his strength is obvious.

However, no one could have imagined that he was so strong.

One move, just one move, produced such an effect.

It was even said that Tang Seng didn't count as a move, but just waved his hands. He didn't even use his own weapon, and ended the battle directly.

The four peak powerhouses of the Void Realm, these people are all well-known characters in Xiliang Mountain, and any one of them will make people's faces change.

However, it was these four people who attacked together, and they were dealt with by Master Xuanzang in just one move.

And this kind of result, it is obvious that Master Xuanzang kept his hand, otherwise, everyone believed that if Xuanzang wanted them to die, none of them would survive.

Outside, the abbot of Wuchen Temple Zhizhi watched this scene with his mouth slightly open, and subconsciously wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.

At this time, his mood was extremely complicated, and he was thanking a person in his heart. If it wasn't for that person, it might be impossible for him to stand here and see how miserable others are.

Instead, many people went to see how miserable the Wuchen Temple was.

It is no exaggeration, Xuanzang is really unfathomable.

In the camp of Puji Temple.

Many people opened their mouths slightly, watching this scene in the field.

But Huixin didn't look at the scene, he just smiled at this, looked at that, and looked at these newly joined high-level officials of various temples, feeling indescribably comfortable.

In the arena, Tang Seng looked at the five people who were still standing in the first alliance after a blow, and asked with a raised eyebrow: "What do you think?"

"We'll quit now." One of the old monks said with difficulty.

Tang Seng nodded slightly, and said to the monks who were still bidding in the competition field yesterday: "If you enter Puji Temple, you can stay in the field."

The five people were taken aback for a moment, and then a look of ecstasy appeared on their faces.

"Guluo Temple is willing to worship under the door of Puji Temple..."

"Ji'an Temple is willing to worship under the door of Puji Temple..."

"Fuyuan Temple is willing to pay homage to Puji Temple..."

. "Donglin Temple is willing to pay homage to Puji Temple..."

"Ziguang Temple is willing to pay homage to Puji Temple..."

The five monks saluted immediately.

After yesterday's shopping spree, these monasteries were at the end of their rope and had nowhere to go.

It's okay to say that they are strong in the fusion period, but they are not alone, but have countless disciples in the temple.

They are responsible for those disciples in the temple. If they leave here and bring all the disciples of the temple to make a comeback, it is not impossible, but it will be an extremely difficult process.

And the situation of the various ethnic groups in the heart will not give them too many opportunities.

It seems that there is no better choice than joining Puji Temple.

"Alright, Puji Temple welcomes you." Tang Seng smiled and nodded.

Yes, this is also the best result for Tang Seng.

These people formed an alliance with the five local monks, but the eight people behind them also formed an alliance.

It's just that the eight monks are too weak, and the local monks look down on them.

It is impossible for Tang Seng to drive everyone out. The rules stipulate that ten people should be left behind.

Since there are ten to be left, why not keep one of our own?

After dealing with the affairs of the five sects, Tang Seng turned around, looked at the eight people, and counted: "There are still three places!"

(End of this chapter)