didn't expect Tang Xiaomei to be able to defeat the Master of Mercy, and Wang Yue's heart was also very shocked.

Alcoholics, Zhao Xi'er, Young Master Qian, Yuwen Shenju, drunkards have no teacher, learn a peerless martial arts, and become a god-level master, Zhao Xi'er has excellent talent, and has shown amazing combat effectiveness since he was a child, although Young Master Qian is weak and squeamish on the outside, but strong and tenacious on the inside, Yuwen Shenju is born with the unique bloodline of the Yuwen family, and can cultivate the Shura True Qi that even Qingyun can't practice.

These people are all genius masters that Wang Yue brought to his side by chance. Compared with them, Tang Xiaomei has good talent, but little practical experience. Wang Yue and they have gone all the way, almost everyone has experienced a hundred battles, and they have a record of defeating the strong at the next level. He really didn't dare to compare, Tang Xiaomei was able to defeat the Master of Mercy.

This is a big surprise!

However, she did defeat the Master of Mercy. I saw that the Master of Mercy closed his eyes tightly, his breathing was weak, and huge black blood like a spider's web spread outward from his eye sockets, which was a sign of poisoning. At the same time, when the Master of Compassion and Tang Xiaomei penetrated from the top floor of the Nine-Fold Pagoda to the first floor, because the Master of Compassion was blind and confused at that time, he no longer had the heart to use the Divine Skill of Body Protection to protect himself, causing his body to scrape a lot of scars when it fell.

Almost all of his body was cut by broken steel bars, and there was even half of the steel bars stuck in his thighs, and the wound was black, even if the Master of Mercy woke up at this time, he could no longer fight because of excessive blood loss.

Looking at the scarred body of the Master of Mercy, Wang Yue frowned tightly, took out a cigarette from his body and lit it.

"Little sister, are you okay?" Young Master Qian saw that Tang Xiaomei was covered in blood, and immediately felt distressed.

I saw that Tang Xiaomei's fiery red clothes were stained with blood and sweat, and when she shot down the Master of Mercy from the top of the tower, there were also many scars on her face and body.

"Take some medicine first, I'll take you to the hospital, right?" Young Master Qian immediately took out a jade bottle from his body and carefully sprinkled the top gold sore medicine on Tang Xiaomei's delicate face.

"Brother Qian, I'm fine. Tang Xiaomei was stronger than Young Master Qian, she shook her head gently.

Although her face was pale, her eyes were still bright. She looked at Shikong and the other Shaolin disciples, she raised a light sword eyebrow and said, "Shikong, your master has been defeated by me, do you still want to fight with us?"

"What!?" Seeing that the teacher was unconscious, Shikong and the others all trembled.

The tree fell and scattered, although Shikong and the others have now grown into strong men, and they are already top masters in the rivers and lakes. But they grew up in Shaolin, and compassion is a towering tree in their hearts.

Now that the towering trees have fallen, how can they, the monkeys, have the courage to struggle. Like the disciples of the Wudang Sect, when they saw Master Mercy defeated by Tang Xiaomei, they immediately had the idea of escaping in their hearts.

It's just that these Shaolin disciples are more loyal and honest than Wudang disciples. The disciples of the Wudang sect could eat meat and drink wine, and they could marry wives and have children. They have become accustomed to fasting, to meditating and chanting martial arts every day. In addition to chanting scriptures and martial arts, they are based