Roaring from all directions, seven or eight figures pounced, and one person shouted: "The Shaolin monk has killed so many lives for the sake of Buddhism in vain, aren't you afraid of the great sin?

Eight men each took their blades and attacked the three monks among the trees. Zhang Wuji was between the three monks, and saw that three of the eight people were holding swords, and the remaining five were either swords or whips, and they were fighting with the black rope of the three monks in an instant. He looked at it for a while, and saw that the sword momentum of the three people who made the sword was subtle and powerful, and they were the best figures in the Qinghai faction.

Although there are only two opponents in the crossing, they are a cut above the others. After fighting for a long time, Zhang Wuji saw that the catastrophe was gradually falling, but the doom was firmly in the lead, with one enemy and three, and there was spare strength. After more than ten moves, Du Er saw that it was difficult to deal with the catastrophe, and the black rope shook and shook towards the two opponents of the catastrophe.

Both of them were burly, with fluttering black beards, and extremely agile skills, one made a pair of judge's pens, and the other made a pair of acupuncture points. Du Doom and Du Zheng were a few feet away, and they faintly felt the strength of the blades of the two of them, if they were attacked at close range and used the strengths of the short blades, it would inevitably be even more powerful. The three people of the Qinghai faction were hit the sword, and slowly regained their disadvantage, so that it became difficult to cross one enemy and three, and the two monks and two monks were two enemies and five, and they couldn't hold each other for a while.

Zhang Wuji was secretly surprised: "The martial arts of these eight people are really good, and they are really not under He Taichong and his wife." Except for the three who are Qinghai factions, the origins of the other five people's sects are completely invisible, which shows that the world is so big, and there are many unknown heroes and heroes hidden in the recklessness. ”

When the eleven people were dismantled to more than 100 moves, the black rope of the three Shaolin monks gradually shortened. The black rope is short, and it consumes less strength when swinging, but the agility when attacking the enemy is also reduced by a few points, and it takes dozens of moves, and the black rope of the three monks is shortened by six or seven feet. The two black-bearded old men fought closer and closer, and the power on their blades increased greatly, looking for flaws and gaps, pressing forward step by step, trying their best to pounce on the side of the three monks. However, the three monks and black ropes were guarded quite tightly after being shortened, and the circle formed by the three black ropes seemed to have infinite elasticity, and the two black-bearded old men kept changing their tactics to attack, and they were always bounced out by the rope circle.

At this time, the three monks have been united as one, and it has become a situation of three enemies and eight enemies. The three monks of Shaolin struggled to resist the enemy, and they couldn't help but secretly complain in their hearts, fighting with these eight people, no matter how long they would not be defeated, they only needed to shorten the black rope by eight feet, and then formed a King Kong demon circle, not to mention eight enemies, that is, sixteen people, thirty-two people, that could not be attacked, but there was a strong enemy lurking in this circle, if Zhang Wuji shot, inside and outside the attack, immediately took the lives of the three monks of Shaolin.

Seeing that he was sitting still, the three monks were obviously waiting for a good opportunity to let the three of them and the foreign enemy struggle until both sides were exhausted, and he would come to reap the benefits of the fisherman again. Zhang Wuji also saw this situation early, at this time, it was a gesture to take the lives of the three monks, but thinking that the eldest husband could not take advantage of the danger of others, not to mention that the three monks were just deceived by Yuanzhen, there was no more than the truth that they could not die, and it was also difficult to deal with the eight enemies outside alone after killing the three monks.

Seeing that the victory or defeat of the two sides could not be solved for a while, he lowered his head, only to see a large rock pressing the mouth of the dungeon, only revealing a gap, for Xie Xun's breathing and passing food. Thinking that the opportunity is fleeting, when the two sides of the fight divide the victory or defeat, or someone from the Shaolin Temple comes to help, they can't save the golden lion king, kneeling next to the rock at the moment, pushing the rock with both palms, where the strength goes, the boulder moves slowly. The rock moved less than a foot away, and suddenly the wind behind his back was strong, and he slapped his palm down on his vest.

With a snapping sound, a large piece of the shirt on his back was broken, and butterflies flew in the storm, but the palm power of the palm of the crossing passed to the rock, and with a rumbling sound, the rock immediately moved more than a foot away, and Zhang Wuji's vest was in severe pain.

A black-bearded old man immediately pounced into the rope circle, and hit the acupoint with his right hand to the left side of the disaster. The soft rope of the three Shaolin monks is good at long-range attacks, not conducive to close attacks, and crosses the difficulty with his left hand, forcing him to hit the acupoint with a move. The black-bearded old man stretched out his left hand and poked at the disaster, and the disaster secretly shouted: "Not good!"

In a critical situation, only the right hand is scattered, the vertical palm is blocked, the chest is protected, and the thumb, index finger, and middle finger are turned out, and the counterattack is immediately counterattacked. Although he blocked the enemy, the black rope left his hand, so that the old man of the judge's pen immediately rushed forward. The three monks of Shaolin have lost one rope, and the King Kong Demon Circle has been broken.

Suddenly, the black rope that fell to the ground rose up, like a fake death snake suddenly regurgitated, roared out, and pointed to the old man who made the judge's pen, the old man hurriedly raised the judge's pen to block the frame, the rope pen intersected, under a shock, his arms were sore, the left hand judge's pen almost flew out, and the right-hand judge's pen was shocked to hit the underground rock, and the stone chips flew and sparks splashed.

The black rope unfolded, forcing the three swords of the Qinghai faction to withdraw from Zhang Xu, and the Vajra Demon Circle not only returned to its original state, but was even more powerful than before. Under the surprise of the three Shaolin monks, they saw that the other end of the black rope was actually held in Zhang Wuji's hands. He has not practiced the Vajra Demon Circle, and when it comes to the cooperation of the same mind and the idea of understanding, it is far less than the difficulty, but the strength is incomparable, and the black rope is like a mountain and a sea, forcing in all directions.

The two black ropes of Doom and Tribulation helped each other, and suddenly forced the seven people outside the Suo to retreat one after another. He sat in the pine tree and did not get up, and with ten fingers to shoot, poke, flick, hook, point, brush, capture, and take, in a few moves, the old man with the black beard was in danger. The old man saw that the seven companions were also in a disadvantageous situation, and with a roar, he jumped out of the circle.

Zhang Wuji shoved the black rope into the hands of the victim, leaned over and pushed the boulder pressed on the dungeon more than a foot away, and shouted at the exposed cave: "Golden Lion King, Wuji's rescue is late, can you come out?"

Xie Xun said: "I won't come out, you should leave quickly!"

Zhang Wuji was surprised: "Do you have chains?"

Without waiting for Xie Xun to answer, Zhang Wuji jumped into the dungeon, poof, the water splashed, it turned out to be a few hours of pouring rain, the dungeon was already waist-high, and half of Xie Xun's body was immersed in water. Zhang Wuji felt sad in his heart, stretched out his hand to hug Xie Xun, touched his hands and feet, there were no chains and other things, and immediately jumped out of the dungeon with him in his arms and sat on the boulder.

Zhang Wuji said: "It's best to get out at this time, let's go." Then he took him by the arm and was about to leave.

Xie Xun sat on the stone, didn't move, hugged his knees and said, "The greatest sin in my life is to kill Master Kongjian. If I fall into the hands of others, I should fight to the end, but today I am imprisoned in the Shaolin Temple, I am willing to be killed, and I will see the life of the master in the air. ”

Zhang Wuji hurriedly said: "You missed and injured Master Kongjian, that is at the mercy of Cheng Kun's evil thief, not to mention that your whole family's blood revenge has not been avenged, how can you die under Cheng Kun's hands?"

Xie Xun sighed: "For more than a month, I have listened to the three monks chanting the Buddha every day in this dungeon, listening to the morning bell and dusk drum from the temple under the mountain, thinking back on the past, my hands are stained with the blood of many innocent people, and it is really difficult to redeem a hundred deaths." All kinds of evil are due to sin, and I have done more than Cheng Kun. Mowgli, leave me alone, go down the mountain by yourself. ”

The more Zhang Wuji listened, the more anxious he became, and said loudly: "If you refuse to leave, I have to use force." ”

As he spoke, he turned around, grabbed Xie Xun's hands, and put them on his back, only to hear the noise of people on the mountain road, and several people shouted: "Who came to Shaolin Temple to spread wild?"

There was a sound of rushing water, more than ten people rushed up the mountain, Zhang Wuji grabbed Xie Xun's legs, and was about to start, when suddenly his heart was numb, but he was held by Xie Xun, his hands were weak, so he had to let go of him, so anxious that he almost cried, and shouted: "Golden Lion King, you ...... Why are you doing this?"

Xie Xun: "You have explained to the three eminent monks what I have suffered, but the sins I have done must be retributed by myself. If you don't go, who will settle my grudge for me?"

Zhang Wuji's heart was cold, but he saw that more than a dozen Shaolin monks were holding Zen sticks and swords, and attacked the eight people. Ping Pong and table tennis are counted, and the black-bearded old man with the judge's pen knows that if he fights again, he will not escape justice today, but he has failed and was ruined by an unknown young man, which is really a big displeasure, and he shouted loudly: "May I ask the young man Matsuma with a big name, Hao Mi and Bu Tai in Hejian, would you like to know which master intervened?"

Du Erhesuo said: "Sect Leader Zhang of the Ming Sect, why don't you know about the Shuangsha in the river?"

Hao Mi, who was holding the judge's pen, snorted, raised his two pens and went out of the circle. The other seven retreated. The Shaolin monks were about to stop them, but the eight people were good at martial arts, and they rushed down the mountain side by side.

Du Er and the other three monks listened to Xie Xun and Zhang Wuji's words in their ears, and thought that even if he was not taking advantage of the danger just now, he just had to stand by and watch, and the two did not help each other. The three monks put down the black rope, stood up, saluted Zhang Wuji, and said in unison: "Thank you for the great kindness of Sect Leader Zhang." ”

Zhang Wuji hurriedly returned the salute: "What should you do, why worry about it?"

Du Er said: "Today's matter, Lao Ke should have let Xie Xun go with Sect Leader Zhang, just now Sect Leader Zhang really wanted to save people, but Lao Qu was powerless to stop it. It's just that the three brothers of the old master guarded Xie Xun according to the order of the abbot of the temple, and made a heavy oath in front of the Buddha, if it were not for the absence of the three of us, Xie Xun would never be allowed to escape. This matter is related to the honor and disgrace of this sect for thousands of years, and I ask Sect Master Zhang to forgive me. Zhang Wuji snorted and did not answer.

Du Er also said: "The old man's revenge for losing his eyes can be regarded as overcoming today. Sect Zhang mainly wants to save Xie Xun, but please come at any time, just break the King Kong Demon Circle of the three old brothers, and leave with the Lion King immediately. Sect Leader Zhang can ask more helpers, whether it is a wheel battle, or a surge, my senior brother is only three people to fight. Before Sect Leader Zhang came again, the three of them should defend Xie Xun's thoughtfulness, and would never allow Yuan Zhen to humiliate him or hurt him in the slightest. ”

Zhang Wuji glanced at Xie Xun, and only saw his huge figure in the dark, with long hair and a shawl, standing with his head bowed, as if he had repented of his past sins in his heart, and he had no longer the majestic style of the gods. Zhang Wuji almost burst out of his eyes with tears, thinking: "I can't beat them today, and the Golden Retriever Lion King refuses to leave, so I only make an appointment with the White-eyed Eagle King, Yang Zuo, and Fan You to make them fight again." ”

"The circle of strength formed by these three black ropes is like an iron wall, if it wasn't for the master of the disaster crossing to slap me on the back just now, then Butai would never have been able to attack it. Next time, even with the help of the Eagle King and the left and right light envoys, it is really unknown whether they will be able to break it. Alas, at the moment, there is only one step at a time. ”

Then he said: "In this case, I should come again to learn the skills of the three masters." ”

He turned around and hugged Xie Xun's waist and said, "I'm leaving." ”

Xie Xun nodded: "You go back, you don't have to come to save me again, I am determined not to leave." ”