Wan Qiushan and the others couldn't help but turn their heads to look in the direction where the dagger was flying, only to see a thin guy in a white prison uniform coming into the air. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Is that you?" Wan Qiushan naturally won't forget this guy who played a clever game to make himself embarrassed. Jiang Yun's eyes were cold and comparable to the dragon's spirit, he ignored Wan Qiushan's surprise, and went straight towards the dragon, Ling Feng's palm "slapped" and met him.

Seeing the smell of danger exuding from this familiar boy, he couldn't help but clench the long needle in his hand, and his eyes were not serious. In the blink of an eye, Jiang Yun's palms had already reached the face of the dragon, and the dragon just raised the bone deboning defense, and aimed at Jiang Yun's palm, Jiang Yun's "high-five" changed to "cut" palm and cut the wrist along the side of the needle. If the dragon was so easy to be recruited, it would not have been mixed up in the shadow sect, and it would have been accepted as an apprentice by Long Aotian. I saw that his long needle shook slightly, and the tip of the needle swung from side to side, making a buzzing and vibrating sound. With this swing of the needle, the tip of the needle hit Jiang Yun's elbow, striking a long red mark. Jiang Yun frowned in pain, and retreated with his palm. The sprites hurriedly distanced themselves. At night, his ghost figure looked like he had disappeared in an instant.

"Look at you, your hands are much better?" The cold voice of the dragon spirit came into Jiang Yun's ears.

Jiang Yun calmed his mood in his heart, recklessness is equal to death, this guy in front of him seems to be more and more powerful every time, if he is too impatient or careless, he may not be able to point out his flickering cold light deboning needle through his throat. "Because these hands can't wait for revenge!" Jiang Yun replied.

"Revenge?" Xiao Wei looked at Jiang Yun's eyes and still didn't change, "Then come on!" He just stood under the big plaque of the Shadow Sect, and behind him was the door of the Shadow Sect's main hall, and the boning needle in his hand exuded the same chill as his eyes.

Jiang Yun Ling Feng palmed his hands, this time there was no pain from the last bamboo forest's broken arm, and Ling Feng's palm moves flowed smoothly. The Seven Star Steps meandered forward to attack from the side of the Dragon, hitting the "Cloud Gate Acupoint" and the "Taihe Acupoint" with both palms respectively. This attack, the long needle of the dragon spirit just stood horizontally to block the upper palm, but the lower palm ignored it, when Jiang Yun was about to hit the "Taihe" place of the dragon with a palm, the black shadow of the dragon in front of him was gone, his strange body ghost shadow did not know when it had reached Jiang Yun's side, the tip of the needle pierced the ear, Jiang Yun heard the whirring wind pointed directly at his ears, and hurriedly lowered his head to avoid it, and the palm of his palm "teased" towards the ribs of the dragon "Zhangmen acupoint", but he didn't think that the dragon did not dodge, this palm seemed to hit the dragon body, but Jiang Yun was clear, It just hit the empty space. I don't know when he came to Jiang Yun's right side again, and this time the needle was three inches under Jiang Yun's armpit. Jiang Yun stepped up to the tip of the needle, his arm wrapped around the boning needle like a snake, and his fingertips extended up to point directly at the "Taiyuan". The thorn of the thorn turned and jerked violently, and the needle body rubbed Jiang Yun's clothes and made a "hmm" sound. Jiang Yun's finger landed in the empty space again.

After more than a dozen moves in a row, the attacks of the dragon spirits from different directions were all resolved by Jiang Yun one by one, but Jiang Yun had no way to fight back. Jiang Yun said secretly: "No, this guy's body is strange, if you want to hit him, you have to predict his position, and preemptively strike before he makes a move." Jiang Yun thought calmly, "Back! Guessing the dragon's move, Jiang Yun's palm swept away.

"Slow!" Jiang Yun slapped the empty space. Just a little bit, the palm wind has already blown to the corner of the clothes.

The dragon narrowly dodged Jiang Yun's counterattack and appeared a few meters away again. This time, Jiang Yun stood on the plaque of the Shadow Sect, and now he stood outside the door of the Shadow Sect's main hall. At this moment, someone shouted: "It's on fire, it's on fire!" "The terrain of the main hall is much higher than the compound of the Shadow Sect, and at a glance, you can see the thick smoke in the direction of the dungeon!

Panic flashed in his eyes for a moment, and his head couldn't help but turn away, but in a moment, he regained his cold eyes, and his head, which wanted to turn over to look at the fire, didn't move, and looked directly at Jiang Yun.

This moment was captured by Jiang Yun, "Aren't you going to put out the fire?" "Otherwise, your entire dungeon of the Shadow Sect will burn down!

The dragon remained motionless, "What did you do?" ”

The corners of Jiang Yun's mouth raised, "What do you think......" Before the words fell, Jiang Yun rushed forward again, Ling Feng's palm was on the long needle of the dragon again, although Jiang Yun had deep internal strength, he could only sweep the leaf palm of Ling Feng, but fortunately, Ling Feng's palm was changeable, giving people a feeling that he was not poor in donkey skills. But this is much worse than the change of the dragon, the needle in the dragon's hand is as elegant and agile as a sword, and from his changeable moves, it is at least no less than the combination of three martial arts. This made Jiang Yun unpredictable about this long needle, and the tip of the needle shook in front of Jiang Yun's eyes, sometimes as fast as a spirit snake, sometimes as stable as a mountain, or as strong as a thousand pounds, or as flexible as gurgling water. If it weren't for Jiang Yun's deep internal strength, a single set of Ling Feng palms would have no chance of winning, and Ling Feng palms would still not be able to change his feminine and dark attacking style.

After more than a dozen moves in a row, Jiang Yun never helped the dragon, of course, the dragon couldn't hurt Jiang Yun, seeing that the smoke in the south was getting bigger and bigger, many people in the Shadow Sect went to fight the fire, including the "Black Shadow Guard". With the decrease of the Black Shadow Guard, the people in the courtyard began to gradually gain the upper hand, especially on the side of the abbot of Ran, without Long Aotian, no one could be in him, and he could only rely on the advantage of numbers, and now the guy in the black cloak and the leader of the Black Shadow Guard with two knives were distracted, where was the opponent of the abbot. The powerful adamantine finger slammed into the black shadow leader's rigid knife, and a dent was made with one finger, and a hole was directly pointed out. Naturally, he also saw the fire in the dungeon in the south, and secretly admired the good way that I didn't know who thought, and saw that everyone in the courtyard was seriously injured, if it was dragged down, I was afraid that it would be difficult to wait for the Shadow Sect to come back to his senses and want to escape.

The little monk Yankong was hit by a hidden weapon in his foot, but he still had to straighten his waist and stand in front of Huang Xu, Huang Xu was covered with injuries all over his body, lying on the ground with thousands of holes and losing the ability to move, he opened his mouth and gasped for breath, his fists were still clenched tightly, and his eyes were paying attention to the battle between Mo Qing and another Black Shadow Guard leader from time to time. The crowd formed a circle around him, resisting the attacking Shadow Guards.

"Be careful!" Gao Wenying saw a black shadow guard hiding in the shadows and a dart came towards Mrs. Zhuang and hurriedly reminded that Mrs. Zhuang was also extremely miserable, the sleeve of her left hand was torn from her shoulder, this is a masterpiece of a black shadow guard with two claws, the original white arm was drenched in blood, and now there was a dart attack, and the injured hand couldn't be lifted at all, she simply closed her eyes, death was not a fear for him, only a pity.

Han Xiao picked up the incoming dart with a sword, "Be careful! He reminded, too late to look at Mrs. Zhuang's grateful eyes, and he stared vigilantly at the black shadow guards who might rush up at any moment. As soon as his reminder was finished, Ye Qiuchen behind him was hit, the short knife passed under his ribs, and the Deng Fei scimitar next to him slashed through the neck of the black shadow guard, but Ye Qiuchen had already begun to lose blood under his ribs, and he was a little weak to shake it, but fortunately, Deng Scimitar was busy supporting him, otherwise he would have to fall to the ground.

The Black Shadow Guards were eager to try when they saw Ye Qiuchen fall again, and the knives or swords in their hands were raised to prepare for a full-scale attack, and they also realized that the fire was getting bigger and bigger, and this group of guys had to solve it quickly.

In all directions, the Black Shadow Guards on the walls on the rooftops and behind the courtyard trees poured up, their speed as fast as preying tigers and leopards, and the Shadow Sect's training on them had already given them the opportunity to act. Otherwise, Wudang Mountain would not have been destroyed overnight. The Assassins at the front of each side threw a dart at one side, followed by a short sword, each aiming to slit the throat of their enemy.

At this moment, a yellow figure fell from the sky, and the abbot finally rushed over, only to see his internal force overflowing the tip of his palm, and the powerful King Kong palm circled around the circle of people like a golden meteor in the dark night, and the black shadow guards were scattered one by one, or killed immediately, or rolled out a few meters away, and the abbot was not a monk who was always merciful in his mouth, and if his subordinates showed mercy at such a time of crisis, he was the real foolish monk.

"Master!" The little monk of Yankong exclaimed, "You're not injured!" He knew that the blood from the wound on his foot was not sticky, but now he forgot about the pain.

"It's okay! Prepare to go, and all of you will go west. I'll cover you! The abbot said in a deep voice.

Mo Men and Ye Qiuchen and Huang Xu were both seriously injured, Huang Xu was resisted by Gao Wenying on his shoulder, and Deng Fei supported Ye Qiuchen. Everyone nodded, there was no chance if it went on like this. The crowd was not verbose. Gao Wenying took the lead, and there were still a few living disciples under his door who were busy clearing the way for him in front of him. The crowd followed.

"Master, you go with you!" The monk was reluctant to leave.

Ye Qiuchen looked at Mo Qing, who was still fighting in the distance, frowned, and hurriedly shouted: "Master! Mo Qing seemed to hear it and glanced over here, nodded and hurriedly continued to fight with the black shadow leader, the black shadow leader was also barehanded, black clothes and white neckline and cuffs, and the ruthlessness of the moves made Mo Qing dare not be distracted.

Wanqiu Mountain is better, without the interference of the dragon on the side, his "two Yi palms" one palm is strong and violent, and the undercurrent of the other palm is surging, and the black shadow leader with a black dress and green collar has a good time to pick up. Wan Qiushan was still drinking, "Be careful of your head, eat Lao Tzu's palm!" ”

The guy in the black cloak who couldn't see his appearance clearly had already rushed to the abbot of Ran, but the other leader of the black shadow guard with a red collar was half a hundred slower and didn't dare to rush up alone to eat a move, so he stared at Ran from three meters away. Ran clasped his hands together: "Isn't the Shadow Sect afraid of bad retribution for doing this evil?" ”

"That's also Long Aotian's business, Master Abbot doesn't have to worry!" His voice was slightly muffled under the cloak.

"Amitabha!" Ran shook his head helplessly, and said to the people behind him: "You guys go quickly, I and Master Mo will stay behind the palace, and we will catch up in a while!" Everyone has seen the abbot's martial arts, Long Aotian is not there, and the abbot's escape is not a problem, so he went all the way to the west and killed it, Han Xiao saw that Yankong was still willing to go, and he grabbed the little monk and caught up with everyone, "Let me down, let me down!" Yankong shouted! Han Xiao can ignore this little monk's unreasonable trouble, if this little monk stays, it would have been clear that the abbot would have had an accident!

The black cloak is called Shadow, the only code name given to him by Long Aotian, he watched everyone leave The face under the black cloak was hidden in the darkness, and he clearly blocked him in front of him, he didn't dare to act rashly, "In fact, Long Aotian's domination of the martial arts is a foregone conclusion, why should you oppose him and make fearless sacrifices?" ”

Knowing that the face that should have been merciful looked at the people who rushed out of the encirclement, from time to time, some unknown heroes were stabbed to the ground by the Black Shadow Guard, and couldn't help but get angry, "The Shadow Sect is messing with the martial arts for his own selfish desires, how can the old monk be the abbot of Shaolin and ignore it?" ”

"You're even more messed up!" There was no fear in the shadow's words.

The voice of the little monk in the sky was getting farther and farther away, Han Xiao and the little monk had already left the courtyard of the Shadow Sect, and soon they were completely out of the scope of the Shadow Sect, and then looked at the smoke in the south and saw that the smoke was still rising, and then he relaxed, "Has the donor heard the 'story of the six-character Great Ming Mantra'?" ”