Chapter 671: Zhang Sanfeng VS Sweeping Monk

As soon as Zhang Sanfeng's words fell, he used Tai Chi to attract the long whip of the doom and the catastrophe to collide.

There is a strong internal force attached to the black rope, and the two monks noticed that there was a strange internal force just now on the black rope, and they found that the two long whips collided together uncontrollably, and secretly shouted "bad" in their hearts.

The three monks are brothers, the gap in the martial arts of the tribulation is not large, and the martial arts of the non-transition are obviously higher, and the tribulation was hit by the internal force of the doom, and he spit out a mouthful of blood, and the qi and blood in the body churned violently, and he lost his combat effectiveness in that instant.

Although the situation of Du Yi is better, it is not much better, the full force of the Doom Tribulation made his chest numb, and his body was sore and numb in a few breaths, and his internal force suddenly became stagnant, if it was โ‰งโ‰งโ‰ง on weekdays, โ˜… โ†˜ .โ‰ . โ™‚ It doesn't matter, in such a short time, he can straighten out the true qi in his body with a little breathing, but what kind of character is Zhang Sanfeng, even if he has already made a move, how can he give the other party a chance to breathe?

As soon as Du Nan saw that the other party made a move, the two senior brothers lost their combat effectiveness in an instant, and they were suddenly shocked, and with a shake of the long whip, they attacked behind Zhang Sanfeng, hoping to stop him for a moment and let Du Er breathe down.

Song Qing smiled, absorbed a handful of pine needles on the ground, and shot it towards the face of the disaster with internal force, just like the rainstorm pear flower needle of the hidden weapon of the Tang Gate's megatron, the face of the disaster changed slightly, and he hurriedly hid to the side, but the black rope in his hand did not stop at all, and still swept towards Zhang Sanfeng's back.

The crossing suddenly had an alarm, and suddenly Song Qing, who was still a few feet away before, actually stood beside him and smiled at himself at this moment, and couldn't help but feel a chill: "Is this really a light skill in the world......

This was his last thought before the acupoint was sealed, and Hei Suo lost his power, and when he flew halfway, he fell directly to the ground.

Song Qing secretly breathed a sigh of relief, fortunately, he had to be distracted to save the disaster, and I didn't know the details of my light skills, so I could restrain him so easily, otherwise it would really take some effort.

At this time, Zhang Sanfeng also sealed the key points of the crossing, and when he saw that Song Qing had subdued the crossover so quickly, his eyes were full of appreciation.

"When we were done, we departed. Zhang Sanfeng said in a low voice, Song Qing nodded yes, and the two of them flashed and went to the Scripture Pavilion.

As soon as they pushed open the door, before they had time to check the situation inside, the two suddenly changed their expressions, and hurriedly palmed their palms in front of their chests, and soon a majestic force came, intersecting with the palms of the two, and the figures of the two shook involuntarily.

The two looked intently, and a thin monk in a green robe at the door was holding a broom and sweeping the floor with a bow. This monk is not young, his sparse long beard is already white, his movements are slow, his strength is weak, and he does not look like he has martial arts.

However, the two did not dare to despise each other in the slightest, after all, this thin old monk had just been one against two, and he actually shook the two of them at the same time.

"I don't know where the master visited the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion in the middle of the night?" Although the sweeping monk was calm on the surface at this time, but his heart was turbulent, I don't know how many years he began, he had a feeling that he would be at the top of the mountain at a glance, many masters who have been famous for a long time in the world can't even take a move from him, I didn't expect that the palm just now, he was ready to go, but he was shocked and bloody, what is the way of these two people in front of him?

Zhang Sanfeng glanced at Song Qing, and was glad in his heart, what Qing said was true, this Shaolin Zangjing Pavilion actually hid such a super master, if it wasn't for Qing's reminder first, he came to Shaolin Temple rashly, and if the other party had bad intentions, he was really likely to fold on this Shaolin Mountain.

The sweeping monk looked at the old Taoist with a childish face in front of him, standing there casually as if he was in the depths of the mountain, with an unfathomable look, and couldn't help but be surprised in his heart: Could it be him?

When his eyes moved to Song Qing, he was even more surprised: "It turned out to be the Song donor, the donor not only cured the meridians on his body, but also learned this shocking skill, the strange situation is really beyond the old monk's surprise." โ€

Song Qing hurriedly stepped forward and saluted: "The junior Song Qing has seen the seniors, and I was fortunate to have the guidance of the seniors, and the lives of the younger generations have taken a turn for the better." โ€

"Lao Qu didn't give any substantive advice at the beginning, and he didn't dare to take credit," the sweeping monk had the heart to ask how the other party repaired the meridians, but it was not a good time for small talk, so he had to turn to Zhang Sanfeng, "Could this be Zhang Zhenren of Wudang?"

Zhang Sanfeng bowed slightly: "Poor Dao Zhang Sanfeng, I have seen the master, the master's cultivation is really the first person I have seen in my life, and the poor Dao admires it." โ€

"There are ways in the world, all of them are dream bubbles, not to mention that in front of Zhang Zhenren, how dare the poor monk call it the first. The sweeping monk also bent down and returned the salute.

Faintly hearing the sound of Shaolin monks rushing to this side, Song Qing passed the voice into the secret and said: "Master Tai, if you come and drag the person in front of you, I will take the opportunity to investigate in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, otherwise when Xuanci and them come over, I am afraid there will be no chance." โ€

Zhang Sanfeng nodded secretly: "Okay!"

Song Qing's expression perked up, and he said to the sweeping monk: "Senior, this time we broke into Shaolin at night to find out the whereabouts of my father and several uncles. โ€

As soon as the words fell, his whole body was like a puff of green smoke, rushing into the Scripture Pavilion.

"I'm afraid the donor's light skill deserves to be the first in the world!" The sweeping monk looked surprised, his hands were folded, and he didn't see any movement, Song Qing suddenly felt that there was an invisible high wall in front of him, and the whole person seemed to have crashed into a fishing net, and struck it with one palm, but the overwhelming palm power had nowhere to focus, but was bounced out by the qi wall.

Song Qing's expression froze, the wooden sword was already in his hand, and with a swing of the sword, the wooden sword seemed to have turned into an indestructible laser knife, and the qi wall in front of him was instantly split into two, and he suddenly felt that the pressure around him was suddenly relaxed.

"Huh?" The sweeping monk was even more surprised, and was about to continue to shoot, Zhang Sanfeng also moved, no matter how confident he was, he didn't dare to expose his flanks to Zhang Sanfeng, the first person in the world, so he had to let Song Qing leave, and turned around to deal with the strong enemy in front of him.

At this time, Xuan Ci had already led the Shaolin masters to rush over one after another, and when he saw that Sandu was injured and controlled, Zhang Sanfeng was fighting with the sweeping monks, and he couldn't help but be shocked and angry: "Zhang Zhenren broke into the Shaolin forbidden land at night, I'm afraid he will lose the temperament of a faction!"

Zhang Sanfeng smiled bitterly, he was all focused on the sweeping monk in front of him at this time, and he didn't dare to speak at the critical moment, for fear that he would vent his true anger and be taken advantage of by the other party.

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