"Look at the ......"

When Zhou Ning ran down the steps with He's bi, the monks seemed to be separated by Moses' sea water, and retreated with a bang. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Where to go!"

The unobsessed Zen master who bore the brunt of the attack waved his Zen staff and swept towards him, making it clear that he was unwilling to let him get close, and of course it was not Zhou Ning who was afraid, but the He Shibi in his left hand.

"Who said I was leaving?" Zhou Ning smiled and said, "Where is the emptiness, I still have to settle accounts with him......

"Whew-"

Stone chips flying in the air, the four great monks of the Jingnian Zen Temple are indeed the masters of Buddhism, the broken white marble railing was swept by the Zen staff, as Zhou Ning rushed to the front of the figure slammed off, Zhou Ning still maintained the state of the long knife split, the Zen staff was narrowly and dangerously opened by him, but Zhou Ning still rushed down to the bottom, running, his left hand held He's Bi in the air and waved a circle.

The power of He's Bi spread rapidly with Zhou Ning's approach, and the offensive of the fool suddenly paused, and flew back, Zhou Ning suddenly turned around, and ran towards the white marble railing on the right, and while running, he grabbed the white marble railing that was broken in the air, and threw it over, and was knocked down by the Zen staff waved by the idiot, extinguishing the lamp that was burning in front of the Buddhist shrine not far away.

"This donor is good at kung fu, I don't know what grievances the donor has with the Zen master of our temple, and he wants to settle accounts with him?"

A few steps away, a burly old monk rushed out, from the voice can be heard, he is not greedy among the four great monks, don't look at his burly figure, at this time chased out, like a thunderbolt and lightning, everyone just reacted at this time, a huge Zen staff has been waved, footsteps roared like thunder, and in an instant chased behind Zhou Ning who was running.

"Naturally, there is a hatred, and it is still very big......

Zhou Ning knew in his heart that they were afraid of He's terrible energy radiation, so they tried to delay their leisure, hoping that the empty space that was hiding in the secret room and cultivating would come out in time to clean up themselves, thinking that if they didn't slip away at this time, they would wait for when.

One turned sideways and turned He's Bi in a different direction, towards not being greedy.

Not greedy but also slightly shocked, his movements were sluggish, Zhou Ning took this opportunity to jump over the railing and rushed towards the White Stone Square.

At the edge of the white stone platform, in addition to the four stone steps at the entrance, there are 500 arhats evenly distributed, all of them are cast in gold and bronze, all with different expressions and postures, but no matter whether they open their eyes and protrude their foreheads, or hang their eyes and guard inside, they are all lifelike, no different from living people.

The candle flame above his head jumped slightly, and there was the sound of the railing breaking and the sound of the endless clothes flying behind him.

Zhou Ning ran in front, not greedy to chase behind. Time seemed to slow down suddenly, the distance between the two figures. Gradually close in the chase. Zhou Ning suddenly folded in front of him, turned around and got into the statue of five hundred Arhats. Behind him, the ungreedy Zen staff slammed towards Zhou Ning.

On the other side, in addition to not being afraid of being injured due to injury, the short and fat man and the tall and thin man were surrounded in his direction at the same time.

Zhou Ning's face sank like water, through the true qi of the longevity formula, he could feel that the "strange power" in his hand and the clan was constantly decreasing, maybe it wouldn't take long for him to turn good, if he fell into the big array laid out by these monks, the final outcome would not be caught as a monk, it would be a way to fight and die.

He knew that if he didn't take advantage of the surroundment and run for his life, he would never be able to leave.

Not greedily rushed over, and a Zen staff slammed over, bringing the sound of whirring wind.

"Dapeng rises with the wind one day, soaring up to 90,000 miles......" Zhou Ning recited "Dapeng Fu", his body rose forward, and the ungreedy Zen staff slammed on a statue of Venerable A Nilou in front. The statue of the Arhat cast in gold and bronze was directly exploded, and slid out towards the front, and after a while, the statue of Venerable A Nilou collided with the statue of Venerable Ah Ruo Chen Ru in front of him, sitting in rows and eating fruits, making a loud "sonorous" sound. Zhou Ning's figure glided through the air, ran a few steps forward, and pushed the two Arhat statues towards each other from the other side, and the knife slashed at the Nayan Luomu Venerable statue in front of him, and with a strong rotation, he flew towards the opponent's upper body.

Facing the Arhat statues attacking from three sides, the figure of the monk who was not greedy was stagnant, but the next moment, with the fierce momentum, the two Arhat statues were knocked away at the same time!

At the same time, his cold voice came: "Amitabha." Now, even if the donor returns the treasure, he will not want to leave, and must be shaved to practice in the temple for ten years to pay for his sins. ”

Zhou Ning ignored him, took a deep breath, his chic and elegant figure folded in the air, and slashed down angrily with his backhand.

Something wonderful happened.

As he breathed in the air, an extremely warm breath suddenly came from inside He's Bi, which seemed to be of the same origin as the true qi in his body, and could be used by him to his heart's content.

At this moment, the blood was boiling, the body seemed to be burning, the true qi in Zhou Ning's body was like a flash flood, it seemed that the meridians themselves contained infinite energy, that feeling was completely unfamiliar, and even the Wen Qi in the body was also burning.

At this moment, his state of mind was immersed in an incomparably mysterious realm, and when he opened his eyes again, his eyes had become extremely distant.

In the distance, MP3s were still babbling and singing, and at this time, the special concert of Phoenix Legend was almost coming to an end, and one of the MP3s played a song "A Laugh in the Sea" by Huang Zhan.

"The sea laughs, the tide on both sides of the strait, the ups and downs with the waves, only remember the ...... of the present day"

It was late at night, and it was raining lightly in the sky, and in the rain curtain, the lights in the Zen temple were extinguished by the rain, making it look gray. Between the wind-soaked halls, the light gradually brightened.

In the whirring knife wind, the snake slashing knife in Zhou Ning's hand was like a sea of stars, and it quickly slashed down.

Temporarily by the power of He's Bi, his skills are incomparably profound, every blow has an amazing power, in the blink of an eye, the Zen staff in the hand of the not greedy has been cut into three by Zhou Ning's several knives, in just a few steps, Zhou Ning has bullied the monk who is not greedy, just two knives of kung fu, the monk who is not greedy has been split back again and again, raised the Zen staff that was broken into two, I don't know how to be good, seeing Zhou Ning slashed down again, he hurriedly put his hand together and broke the Zen staff in two, barely blocked, but was split by the opponent with a knife, The Zen staff in his hand broke into four pieces in an instant. Between the lightning and the fire, the two fought again, not greedy and retreated, Zhou Ning kicked over, the monk was not greedy with both hands in a hurry, the whole person flew to the rear, and suddenly, knocked over the three Arhat statues again, and spit out a mouthful of blood.

"The sky is smiling, and the tide is in the world. God knows who loses and who wins......"

At this time, beside them, the other two monks saw that the Zen staff in Bu Greed's hand was directly cut into several sections, and the people were directly kicked to the ground, and they couldn't help but be slightly stunned, and they waved the Zen staff to besiege them for the first time. Several monks came around from the side and back, and pounced towards Zhou Ning. But then, the person in front was kicked out by Zhou Ning in the chest. This person is a disciple of a monk who does not dislike him, a fourth-generation disciple of the Pure Nian Monastery, who has attained seven or eight attainments without resentment with his hard skills, but he just spurted blood from his mouth with one kick and fell backwards.

No one paid attention to the figure that was kicked away, the surrounding attacks had already come together, the wind was howling in the rain curtain, and the Zen staff of the monk on the left flew towards the top of Zhou Ning's head, he was the strongest person in the Zen Academy, and he had been immersed in the Zen staff for more than 30 years. The next moment, he heard the opposite side start singing poems: "Zhao Keman Hu Ying, Wu Hook Shuang Xueming." The silver saddle shines on the white horse, like a shooting star. Kill one person in ten steps, and don't stay for a thousand miles. Brush off your clothes and go to hide deep with your name ......"

At this moment, the monk thought that the opponent was crazy, but then, an incomparably condensed chivalrous phantom suddenly emerged, raised the Wu hook in his hand, the knife light slashed down like a match, and the figure he rushed over was slammed out along with the Zen staff.

"The breeze is smiling, but it is lonely, the pride is left, and the evening is ......"

At this time, behind the statue of Venerable Mahasari on the side, the opponent's figure suddenly rushed out, in the rain curtain, he saw the opponent's Heshi Bi waving in his direction, subconsciously wanted to dodge, the next moment, he was grabbed by the collar, and his vision rotated wildly.

"Oh no......"

Zhou Ning's figure rushed forward, grabbed the collar of the non-idiot monk, and waved the body of the non-idiot monk. Moments later, his figure collided with an Arhat statue, and stone chips flew in the air, spitting out a mouthful of blood. Facing the fearless monk who rushed over, Zhou Ning raised his knife and slashed down towards the opponent's iron staff.

The warm current of He's bi surged to the whole body, the sword wind whistled and fell, and the muscles of the monk's arms were violently entangled, and the whole person staggered back as if he had been electrocuted. Zhou Ning slashed back the fearless monk with a knife, and ran forward, while holding He's Bi in his left hand and waving it in the air.

His figure rushed forward, and more than 20 monks who surrounded him didn't care about the suppression of He's bi, and they also rushed up, and Zen staffs, knives, swords, and sticks rushed up together, and the next moment they all flew back together. A few people couldn't grasp their bodies and flew out in all directions, and some of them with profound skills were also forced to take a few steps back, and the arms holding the weapons were trembling with great violation.

No one could believe that the dignified meditation monastery was subdued by one person.

Just when Zhou Ning was about to break out of the encirclement, suddenly Sanskrit sang for a long time, and a figure suddenly swept from afar!

"Peng!"

Energetic exchanges.

Zhou Ning was struck by lightning, took a few steps back, and looked at the monk who suddenly appeared in front of him in disbelief.

I saw that this person was slender and chic, dressed in a white monk's robe, about thirty years old, and his thin face had a kind of transcendent divine light, and he knew at a glance that he was an otherworldly master.

"Your Excellency is the monk King Fa Ming?"