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  Ko Miya walked forward with a solemn expression, his hands stuck to his pants seam and bowed deeply:

  "Mr. Akao, we'd like to ask you to take us to the shrine."

  The old man gazed faintly at the three of them, and the fishing line on the water's surface rippled with a circle of waves.

  "Are we really going in?"

  Komi Ichimaru bowed again:

  "Please take care."

  The old man stood up with his sleeves fluttering and walked into the wooden hut beside him. Before long, an unmanned wooden boat slowly emerged from the thick fog on the water. If ordinary people saw such a strange thing, they would naturally be extremely respectful and tongue-tied. However, the two men who came with Xiaogong just sneered secretly in their hearts. Once the truth was revealed, it was simply worthless. It was nothing more than a hidden iron cable under the water that brought the boat over. Instantly, they looked down on this so-called divine palace with contempt.

  After the three of them got on the boat, they sailed for about five or six minutes before arriving at the other side. The surrounding woods were lush and serene, with a corner featuring Japanese-style architecture that jutted out. The small path on the ground was paved with countless tiny white stones, which felt very comfortable to walk on as it massaged the soles of their feet. After being led by the young man for a while, they finally arrived at the edge of a spacious square!

  After walking here, the dense fog seemed to be swept away instantly, replaced by a bright surprise in front of me. A high pavilion stood tall on the spot, with thousands of flying bells ringing around the eaves, having a strong Chinese Tang Dynasty style. Next to it was a giant stone tablet, with four large characters written on it: "Spring Temple".

  At the entrance stood four people facing each other, with long sleeves and high hats, wearing black and yellow hanfu with patterns dyed on them. From the hem, left front sleeve, left shoulder to the collar, it unfolded into a complete picture, which looked like a large snake struggling from a distance. The four people, two men and two women, had solemn faces, and after seeing Xia Gong, they didn't even blink, but only slightly retreated half a step, still standing respectfully at the entrance.

  Xiao Gong calmly led the two of them in, saying in a low voice:

  "Miss Hui Zi, Mr. Crocodile, this temple occupies a vast area of land, let's keep close."

  There were at least several dozen courtyards, all of which were very quiet and peaceful. Many people came and went. Finally, they led them to a hall that looked very ancient and waited outside for a while before someone came out to call them in.

  Inside stood a monk in his forties, with a gentle face, but his eyes seemed dull. However, occasionally, they would flash, giving people the illusion of seeing through their hearts. After seeing the monk, Xiaogong Yinan was stunned for a moment, then suddenly let out a loud cry:

  "Master Zhaoquan, I am being coerced!"

  This sentence was said so suddenly that even the couple next to them were stunned, and they never thought that this seemingly timid little palace man would have such courage!

  But as the saying goes, "those who come are not good, and those who are good do not come". Since this man and woman dared to venture into the tiger's lair and arrive here, they naturally have their own backing! The woman, Hua Zi, let out a cold laugh and suddenly withdrew her hand!

  With a loud "crack", Xia Gong let out a miserable scream, his suit pants fluttering in the air like butterflies, revealing his entire body. But what was shocking was that he was wrapped tightly in red silk threads! The threads dug deep into his flesh, cutting through his skin and exposing the tender red meat inside. Then, his whole body stiffened for a moment, blood gushing out, splattering everywhere, forming a blurry mess of flesh and blood, leaving only his head intact, rolling on the ground with a dull thud.

  Hui Zi sneered and pulled the silk thread back into her hand, twisting it slightly to form a long black whip. She looked at Zhao Quan Dashi with a cold expression:

  "If you don't want to be like him, then behave yourself!"

  Master Zhaoquan suddenly closed his eyes, clasped his hands together in front of him, and a blue light flashed on Hui'er's body. He activated his skill, shook his wrist, and the long whip in his hand slid out like a snake, wrapping around Master Zhaoquan's ankle with lightning speed. With a pull, he lost his balance and was pulled to the front, where Hui'er stomped on him with one foot!

  This move is Whip's fighting skill from The King of Fighters series: Power Shot D-Type!

  Hua Zi was about to speak when her face suddenly turned pale! She suddenly realized that what had been dragged over was just an old broken wooden board!

  At this moment, a loud noise suddenly came from all directions, and countless expressionless monks holding white cloth-wrapped clubs rushed in, among whom were also eerie and ferocious Japanese samurai wearing armor from the Warring States period! The two of them were swept away by this tidal wave of people, but instead of retreating, they charged forward and killed their way out of the door. The alligator was seen charging forward crazily, its hands half-open and constantly waving, anyone or anything it caught was snatched away and thrown flying dozens of feet away, smashing into a bloody pulp, no one could withstand its close-range attacks!

  Two people rushed out of the door easily, but at this time those Japanese warriors mixed with monks actually got up shaking and staggering. They were all skeletons wearing armor, bowing their bodies to drink the blood of the dead. The rusty armor fell off quickly and became brand new, and red light flashed in the eye sockets, and they let out a shrill cry!

  At this time, large groups of monk soldiers also surged in from the two corridors outside the door, and soon formed a pincer movement. Hua Zi let out a cold laugh, his long whip lashing out to wrap around the horizontal beam on the roof, and with a single leap he flew out like a swing, lightly and nimbly flying over and kicking dozens of people to death, finally using the momentum to kick himself onto the wall beside him!

  The temple's wooden structure was mostly thin, the boards were so thin that the delicate long legs of the painting suddenly broke through the wall and kicked in the chest of a white-robed priest standing behind, spewing out fresh blood. However, such a fatal injury seemed to have no effect on the priest, who instead stretched out his hand to hold onto the painting's long leg, intending to restrict her movements! The monks and skull warriors then frantically charged forward!

  Fortunately, the alligator let out a cold hum and rushed up, displaying KOF World Vi's ultimate technique: Lu Dian's Dance. His body emitted a strong red glow, and he quickly grabbed a monk soldier to block his way, making a rapid advance, his speed extremely fast, as if sliding directly on the ground, wherever he passed, people were knocked over, finally with a loud bang, he slammed the already disfigured monk soldier into the sky! Like an indestructible bulldozer, it crashed out a bloody path in the crowd, saving Huaizi from danger.

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