"Damn it!"

Fu Lao on the side felt the battle situation next to him, and he only felt that his eyes were about to split.

There was a rare strong hatred for himself in his heart, he hated why his strength was so poor, why he couldn't help the Jue Neng Master next to him.

Hateful!

What a hate!

If Lao Tzu was stronger, he would be able to help Master Jueneng, and he wouldn't have watched Master Jueneng being bullied by them!

"Kill!"

All the unwillingness, all the hatred and anger in his heart turned into moves on his body, and Fu Lao's whole person seemed to be crazy, frantically attacking the ancient head recklessly.

He had only one thought in his mind, and that was to kill this ancient head as fast as he could, and then go and help Master Jue Neng share the pressure!

Ye San and Shen Lao's eyes were also red, and both of them had the same thoughts and thoughts as Fu Lao, and they all felt extreme anger and hatred towards the situation in front of them, and they all frantically launched attacks on their respective opponents.

Li Wenlong still sat on the ground and did not move.

It's not that he doesn't want to move, it's that he can't move now.

As Master Jueneng saw, the move he had just made to kill Old Man Chu seemed to be extremely chic and domineering, but that move had already exhausted all his last strength, even by burning his life!

Everything he could have done had already been done in that move.

The only thing he could do now was sit on the ground and watch Master Jue Neng fight them.

Li Wenlong is not a person with a fragile heart, let alone a person who will be easily moved, and even if Mount Tai collapses and does not change color, it is not an exaggeration to describe his concentration.

But at this moment, Li Wenlong's face showed a rare nervous look, his eyes were firmly fixed on the Jue Neng Master in front of him, his hands were slightly clenched, and the green tendons on his arms were slightly bulging.

Among all the people present, he is the one who knows the strength of Master Jue Neng the most, but he has not fought with Master Jue Neng for five years, and he has not been to Shaolin Temple in the last five years.

But five years is actually almost negligible for martial arts cultivators, especially for martial arts cultivators who have reached their level.

In other words, the strength of Master Jue Neng will not change much from five years ago.

And with the strength of five years ago, Master Jueneng would definitely not be able to withstand the cooperation of these eight people!

Don't talk about Master Jue Neng five years ago, even if it was him Li Wenlong, Li Wenlong before the breakthrough in the battle with the blonde old man just now, if he carried these eight people, it was very likely that he would be injured!

Even after breaking through that small realm, it may not be easy to carry these eight people!

You must know that these eight people are all masters of the late stage of congenital!

He didn't shout in his heart for Master Jueneng to fight in other ways, because he knew that the reason why Master Jueneng adopted this way of fighting was actually to protect him, to stop these people, and not let these people cross his line of defense to touch him Li Wenlong.

Monk, you really don't need to do this!

Now I'm actually a wasted person, and life and death don't matter!

Seeing that the attack of the eight people instantly hit Master Jueneng's body, Li Wenlong's eyes were slightly moist, and then he slowly closed his eyes.

He didn't have the courage to watch the last scene after all.

Old bald donkey, die!

The moment the fist finally fell, the eyes of the eight late-stage innate masters all showed crazy looks, and each of them seemed to have seen the fall of the Jueneng Master in their eyes.

However, in just a moment, their faces changed.

"Bang!"

A loud bang rang out.

The figures of the eight innate late-stage masters all regressed.

Master Jueneng's figure also took a few steps back, but it didn't fly out sideways as they had imagined, let alone spit blood or anything like that.

At this moment, although Master Jueneng was not calm, the expression on his face was slightly flushed, and his breathing was a little rapid, but at least he did not look injured at all.

"How is that possible!"

After staggering back a few steps, the eyes of the eight late-innate masters who had managed to stand firm were staring at Master Jue Neng, and they let out an exclamation almost at the same time.

The eyes of each of them widened, and each of them had a look of horror and wonder written in his eyes.

Master Jue Neng actually blocked them?

How is this possible!

It's simply not possible!

They can't believe it, and they can't accept it!

And Li Wenlong also opened his eyes at this moment, his gaze looked at the unharmed Master Jueneng, and his face couldn't help but show a look of shock, Master Jueneng actually blocked the joint efforts of the eight people?

But just a moment later, he remembered something, his eyes widened, and he looked at Master Jueneng with a look of great surprise and excitement on his face, "Old monk, have you practiced?

Yes, it is impossible for Master Jue Neng to be able to stop the alliance of the eight innate late stage masters!

Master Jueneng's skill is not as high as his Li Wenlong, he can't block the joint attack of the eight late-innate masters, and it is impossible for Master Jueneng to withstand it.

But Master Jue Neng caught it.

There is only one possibility, that is, Master Jueneng has practiced a stunt that no one has practiced in Shaolin for nearly a hundred years!

Great Compassion Thousand Hands!

This is a very powerful trick of Shaolin, it is rumored that after this move is practiced, the same realm and strength can block ten with one, which must be a bit exaggerated, but with the strength and realm of Master Jueneng, it is possible to block the attacks of eight masters in the late congenital stage.

Because for a long time, almost no one has practiced it, especially in the past hundred years, no one has practiced it at all, so many people feel that this style may be completely virtual and does not exist.

However, Master Jue Neng firmly believed that this form existed, and throughout his years of retreat, he had been contemplating this form and practicing it whenever he had time.

Master Jueneng also told him Li Wenlong about this style that day, and even directly showed him the secret, but after some enlightenment, Li Wenlong also felt that this style was impossible to practice, and he also suspected that this style was nonsense, and many of the martial arts mysteries mentioned in that secret were completely contrary to common sense and his Li Wenlong's cognition, and there were many messy concepts on it that he didn't think so.

Unexpectedly, Master Jue Neng really practiced!

"Amitabha!"

A smile appeared on the corner of Master Jueneng's mouth, "I'm ashamed, it's a fluke, speaking of which, thanks to General Li's guidance, if it weren't for the last time I communicated with General Li and was inspired a lot, I'm afraid the old monk wouldn't be able to practice in this life." ”

Although the words from Master Jueneng's mouth were very humble, everyone could feel the pride and pride from his heart between his eyebrows.

In fact, Master Jue Neng is indeed happy, proud and proud.

This Great Compassion Thousand Hands Pose has not been practiced for nearly 100 years, or even nearly 200 years, and has formed a fault line in the inheritance, and it is almost completely lost, but he has successfully realized it, which is not only a great achievement, but also means that he can also find excellent disciples to pass on in the future.