Medicinal Immortal

"Be careful!"

The middle-aged man saw that the sword stabbed his son behind, and hurriedly pushed him forward. He drew the sword to block the sword. The two swords collided, and a clanging sound spread.

"father!"

"Go!"

The man in Jinyi stumbled to the ground and got up, but he didn't run for his own life. Instead, he drew his sword and stepped forward to help, but they were few and there were too many people on the other side. There was no serious injury, even the father and son. Both of them had wounds all over their bodies.

"go!"

The middle-aged man took his son to escape mainly because he had some self-defense treasures on him, but he could also stop the chasing people behind him and fleeing to the temple. The people behind chased and killed them all the way and saw them fled back to the town. Catch up.

It was past noon and there were no people in the temple. The old monk was already drinking a little wine and eating roast chicken, but he didn't want to hear Tangning's voice at this moment.

"Trouble is coming. Come and take a look, lest my little temple is demolished."

Hearing this, the old monk said to the sweeping old man: "You drink first, and I will come as soon as I go."

Seeing this, the sweeping old man also put down his wine glass and followed behind and walked out. When he came outside, he saw the wounded father and son running in.

"Master, help!"

Seeing that they were both of them, the old monk said: "Donor, why did you come here! You should also flee to another place to escape!"

"Master, saving one's life is better than building a seventh-level buddha. I have been offended before, and please save us!" The middle-aged man pulled his pale son to his knees with a thump.

"I don't have that great ability. You can run away! The back door is there." The old monk pointed in the direction of the back door.

Seeing this, the middle-aged man gritted his teeth and stood up, took his son and drank: "Go!"

The old monk watched them escaping to the back door, then looked at the people in black who were chasing in front, and greeted them with a smile: "Amitabha, you benefactors, this is a quiet place, blood-stained swords cannot enter."

"Huh! Old monk, don't be nosy!" A man in black rushed forward with a drink.

Seeing this sleeve, the old monk flicked his sleeves: "I said you don't come in from here, don't you have ears? Don't look at where it is." When the voice fell, the man in black was flicked out. A few meters away, he fell heavily to the ground.

"puff!"

A mouthful of blood spurted from the black-clothed population, and he couldn't get up for a while. The old monk saw this, his hands clasped together: "Amitabha, sin and sin, fortunately it didn't stain this quiet place."

Seeing this, the headed man in black glanced at this place, and saw that the golden body inside was actually Master Tang, his eyes narrowed: "This is Master Tang's temple!"

"Not bad." The old monk smiled and nodded: "There is still blood on the sword! Don't even want to break in, or the monk will be welcome."

Listening to this, the headed man in black stared at the old monk and said: "The father and son escaped inside just now! They are hiding inside!"

"No, no, they escaped in, but the monk I let them go through the back door, so I was not with us." The old monk said with a smile.

"Old monk, you are looking for death!"

When someone in black heard this, killing intent burst out, and the sword in his hand struck at the old monk.

"Stop it!" The headed man drank, but his voice slowed a bit.

I saw that sword flew out and pierced the old monk's chest, but the whole person was knocked out by a breath.