Feiying no longer has the strength to stand up, he was born in a small family in the rivers and lakes, although there is no peerless martial arts family tradition, but the ancestral light skills have given him some foundation. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info until later a gloomy man approached him. The bat never told him what he was going to do, or what he was thinking, and he didn't even know what his last name was. Joining them for three years, occasionally going out to do some simple tasks, it is indeed a simple task, after all, there are a few people who are more suitable for various tasks than me. "What do you want?" said Flying Eagle, who had never shown a trace of expression in three years, no matter what he had done, happy, angry, anxious, or bored. In the past three years, he has indeed received a lot of favors, money, and martial arts, and he has even installed a small jet device on his shoes, which makes his speed incomparable. As Jianghu people, our organization is unqualified, and each of our martial arts skills is at most a second-rate level, and even more at a third-rate level. But we have extremely good equipment, "technology has made the times progress, but it has left mankind behind." "That's a phrase that grandpa used to say. Although I don't quite understand. But as a killer organization, we're absolutely top-notch! Does that seem like the only thing I'm proud of?

The Eagle shook his drowsy head, "I'm getting out of here." My career as a killer isn't over yet!" Looking back at the monk who fell to the ground in the distance, Feiying smiled mockingly, "What Shaolin monk, what martial arts master, it's not the same move!" Feiying stopped and leaned on a bamboo tree to rest for a while, but he didn't dare to close his eyes, because he didn't know when he would open them next time. In my mind, I remembered the last words that the bat sounded in my ears: "If you are useless, then die!" wanted to die Lan He's terrifying death...... Although Lan Hebi joined the group a little later than himself, seeing the bat's determination to give up on him made Flying Eagle uneasy. At this moment, a voice sounded softly in his ears: "Goodbye!"

Feiying is very familiar with this voice, although he is rarely heard, but this radio wave sound will never be forgotten, "Wait ......"

Before he finished speaking, a bright red dot appeared between his eyebrows, which looked like the red dot on the Bodhisattva's forehead, but Feiying knew that this did not mean becoming a Buddha and becoming a god, it only meant death, the end of life. He fell to the ground sideways, "for the ......" and couldn't figure it out until he died, his wide eyes were filled with blood flowing from the bloody hole in his forehead, but the blood-red eyes only had a pair of dilated pupils, and the rustling bamboo tips were still reflected in the godless eyes, and the breeze gently swept across the bamboo tips to make a mocking laugh.

"Is it necessary?" Rakshasa couldn't help but ask. After all, they have been on a mission together for some time, and they may be indifferent to seeing Lan He die, it is a matter of his own strength, but Feiying can obviously stay. The bat's cold voice sounded in his ears: "He has lost his value in this operation, it is certainly possible to save him, but it also means that there will be a possibility of failure in the future, I will not allow this possibility!"

The voice of the radio waves was emotionless, and indeed the bat was an emotionless person, and the Rakshasa followed closely behind him without making a sound.

Maybe I'm used to following him, but will the next eagle not be me?

"Is there any message from the White Blade!" the bat's cold voice interrupted Rakshasa's train of thought.

"No... Nope!"

The bat didn't say anything but continued to walk forward, out of the bamboo forest, and at his feet was the Shaolin Temple. Here you can overlook the panoramic view of Shaolin Temple, and the originally huge Shaolin feels smaller at the moment. Although Shaolin martial arts are the best in the world, but with the monks who fell to the ground in the back mountain, how many people in the Shaolin Temple at this time can stop themselves?

The bat's back grows wings and glides through the air like an eagle, and the Shaolin Temple is just a prey to be hunted in his eyes.

Monk Yan ran to Jiang Yun, "God...... It's up to you!" He was a little flustered. After all, the support from the back mountains has not yet come.

Jiang Yun also saw it. At a glance, it was the sniper who attacked the abbot that night. The shadow of the bat fell on top of the two of them, and when he looked up, the sun cast a black halo behind him, making it particularly dazzling.

"He's going to the Abbot's Pavilion!" Yan Nian hurriedly rushed to the Abbot's Pavilion.

Jiang Yun followed up and asked, "Isn't the Abbot's Pavilion where the abbot lives, where is he going, what is he doing?"

"How do I know? "Yan Zhi is a disciple of the Discipline Academy, and he has little understanding of Fang Zhangge.

Jiang Yun couldn't help but worry in his heart, thinking of his large-caliber sniper rifle, his back was a little cold, without such a powerful martial art, I don't know if I can dodge this mystical step!

The two of them watched the bat float into the Abbot's Pavilion, and their feet couldn't help but speed up their pace.

"Ah......h Yan Zhi thought that countless monks had been mutilated and began to riot, "Stop!" he shouted from afar.

The bat slowly glanced back at the monk Yan Idiot, and suddenly a "bang" shot and a golden-colored bullet came towards the center of Yan Niang's eyebrows. Jiang Yun hurriedly pulled Yan Idiot away and dodged a blow. The bat's eyes were a little surprised, but they quickly returned to normal.

Jiang Yun looked at the unfluctuating eyes of the bat in front of him, and asked coldly, "What do you want to do?"

The bat was silent.

"Are you the people of the Black Shadow?" Jiang Yun asked again.

The bat still didn't answer, but his eyes raised and stared at Jiang Yun. The next moment, the corners of his mouth twitched, he smiled contemptuously, turned his head and walked towards the pavilion.

"Stop!" the great monk pounced and was about to punch the bat on the head.

Suddenly, a subtle squeak reached his ears. "Is this an electric wave?" Jiang Yun hurriedly shouted: "Don't be impulsive!" But it was too late, and there was a sudden explosion in front of Yan Idiot.

"Boom", Jiang Yun was pushed away by a heat wave three meters away, and a trace of debris from the explosion flew out and stuck on his shoulder, "Great monk!" Jiang Yun hurriedly ran over to look at Yan Idiot, only to see that Yan Idiot's whole body was covered with rubble and debris, and the explosion at close range made his flesh blur, and his thick body cracked several times, and blood squeezed out of it!

"Quick... Fast resistance ...... Stop him!" Yan Idiot's mouth was red, and blood spilled from the corners of his mouth as he spoke.

"Don't talk yet, I'll stop him!" Jiang Yun looked at the door of the Abbot's Pavilion blocked by the rubble bricks falling from the eaves of the door by the tragic explosion in front of him, and said after looking at the seriously injured Yan Idiot Monk: "I'll take you to treat the wound first!"

"Leave me alone, stop him!" said Yan Idiot, ignoring the pain of the tearing in his lungs.

Jiang Yun turned a deaf ear, picked up the big monk and walked out!"Senior brother!" The stick monk of the Discipline Academy arrived, and when he saw the non-complete Yan Idiot monk, he was surprised and exclaimed, Jiang Yun said: "Look at him!" said and turned his head towards the abbot's pavilion. The gate was blocked, and Jiang Yun broke through the window.

The sound of a "whoosh" bullet breaking through the air came, and Jiang Yun naturally wouldn't use his palm to resist without knowing that kind of martial arts, and he dodged as soon as his feet slipped.

Seeing that Jiang Yun's body method was not a coincidence, the bat dodged the bullet and stopped shooting, and asked in a cold voice, "Who are you?"

Jiang Yun saw that there was an extra black cylinder in the bat's hand, and he didn't know what was in the cylinder. Then he said: "You just came to Shaolin Temple for this thing?"

"Almost!"

"Then people like you should die!" Jiang Yun ignited a violent aura, and the bat saw Jiang Yun's figure suddenly flash, and the next moment it was in front of him, and the sniper rifle stretched out just against Jiang Yun's chest. Just as he was about to pull the trigger, Jiang Yun cut horizontally on the gun with one palm, and a burst of cold passed to the bat with the gun, and the bat couldn't help but shudder, and then saw that his sniper rifle was even crooked. Jiang Yun slammed another palm directly into the top of the bat's head. The bat didn't panic, dropped the sniper rifle, and met it with a fist with his right hand. A wave of energy came from his fist, and Jiang Yun knew that the enemy's martial arts were also a first-class player.

The fists touched each other, and the two of them took two steps back. The bat's eyes couldn't help but become solemn. At this time, Jiang Yun's ears squeaked again, and Jiang Yun noticed that there was a black instrument in the bat's ears.

"Hmph!" the bat sneered again, he slowly put the cylinder in his left hand into his pocket, "I don't have time to play with you!" The bat opened his lips lightly and didn't know what to say, and suddenly there was another explosion, but the sound was a little far away, not like outside the pavilion.

"Goodbye!" While Jiang Yun was doppelganger, the bat had already broken out of the window.

"Stop!" Jiang Yun was about to follow, when a black object flew in from the window, and his face suddenly changed!