Seeing that the eight thunderbolts were about to hit Ye Fan, all the Ming Sect people around him were already nervously raising their throats. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

At this critical moment, Ye Fan let out a soft roar, and the great shift of Qiankun cooperated with Wudang Tai Chi Gong, and it was used in an instant. He carried the thunder fire bomb in both palms, drew a half circle in the air, and threw the thunder fire bomb in his hand out.

This is an extremely clever technique in the hidden weapon, not only to ensure that the thunder fire bomb does not explode, but also to ensure its accuracy, the slightest carelessness will lead to fire.

The two thunder bombs, as if controlled by an invisible big hand, crossed an arc in the air, hitting two with one, hitting three with two, and so on, hitting each other, hitting the eight thunder bombs on the opposite side at the same time. The sound of banging in the square was deafening, black smoke filled the air, and the smell of gunpowder was all in the nose.

The heroes were all shocked when they saw that this thunder fire bomb was so powerful, and they thought that in addition to a master like Ye Fan in the world, they were afraid that few people could catch it, although people with excellent light skills could dodge and dodge, but if the grenadiers hit it with the "rain in the sky" technique, several thunder bombs collided with each other, and once they exploded, no matter how fast they were, they couldn't dodge.

Ye Fan's figure did not stop, and when the black smoke did not disperse, he waved his palm to a hunched waist and bent his back, describing the obscene old monk and grabbed it, the old monk smiled, and the index finger of his right hand instantly pointed out to a middle-aged monk next to him, and an extremely cold energy hit the middle-aged monk's body like a devastating one, and the monk was shocked, and the blood in the sky suddenly spit out, and he fell to the ground.

"Phantom Yin Finger, you are Cheng Kun!" Yang Xiao on the side said in a lost voice, he still remembered Cheng Kun's phantom yin finger, it was this guy on the top of the light half a year ago, who attacked the seven masters of the Ming Sect and almost wiped them out. But the only thing that puzzled him was that the appearance of this old monk was completely different from that of Cheng Kun.

Seeing Ye Fan rushing towards him, the old monk grabbed the body of the middle-aged monk and threw it at the other party, and then his figure did not stop at all, and he quickly fled down the mountain.

Ye Fan smiled coldly: "Want to escape? Dream! At that moment, it was like a roc spreading its wings, and the last one came first, and he rushed to the front of the old monk in an instant.

"Die, boy!" The old monk smiled gloomily, and the majestic true qi swept out from his body, and his palms quickly blasted towards Ye Fan, and the rolling true qi shook the ground and cracked out of the Dao cracks.

However, just when his palm wind was about to fall on Ye Fan's head, Ye Fan, who had not moved, raised his head suddenly, a wicked smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and a golden air flow surged all over his body, and in the old monk's constricted pupils, his right palm quickly slapped out, and it was stiffly matched with his palm wind.

The violent impact of True Qi slammed out from under their feet, and the earth shattered.

Everyone in the square was surprised, none of them thought that this old monk who had not changed his mind would be able to take Ye Fan's palm, and for this alone, he could be listed as the top master in the rivers and lakes.

"Hmph, Demon Sect Leader Ye Fan is nothing more than that." The old monk smiled coldly, and was about to change his palm, looking at the weird smile on the corner of the other party's mouth, he suddenly felt uneasy in his heart, but just as he was about to retreat, a huge suction force actually fixed himself firmly, and he couldn't break free at all.

That is the sticky word trick used by Ye Fan, which belongs to the seventh layer of the Qiankun Great Shift, not to mention that this old monk can't break free, even the three great monks before can't do anything.

The old monk was in a cold sweat, and he was really afraid that he would die if he was sucked dry by the other party, but obviously he was thinking too much. In a flash of lightning, Ye Fan raised a foot and slammed it on his stomach.

"Poof!" A stream of blood rushed out of the old monk's mouth, and his body smashed against the wall ten meters away like a broken kite. The courtyard wall, which was more than half a meter thick, collapsed in an instant, splashing dust all over the sky.

Ye Fan's figure flashed, and he came to the old monk's side, and with a flick of his right hand on his face, he took off a human skin mask.

It was an old monk in his fifties, dignified and upright, a talent, and the only thing that was disgusting was the pair of cruel eyes, revealing a strange light.

"True. I really didn't expect that the culprit of this one turned out to be you? The Shaolin abbot said with a look of disbelief.

This Yuan is really the eldest disciple of his senior brother Kongjian Monk, who has always been profound in Buddhism and very low-key, and has not been out of the temple for many years, no one would have thought that Cheng Kun, the mixed thunderbolt player that everyone shouted and beat in the martial arts, turned out to be him.

"Hmph, become the king and defeat the king, today I will become a Kungong failure, there is nothing to say, if you want to burn it, you will be scraped, please poop!" Cheng Kun spat out a few mouthfuls of blood and struggled to his feet.

A group of people looked at each other, not knowing what to do with this traitor for a while, and they all looked at Ye Fan.

"Okay, worthy of a generation of traitors!" Ye Fan smiled faintly: "Since you have a deep grudge with the Lion King Xie, it is better for you to make a decision today, and you can go to the dungeon to make it clear with the Lion King." ”

After saying that, he stretched out his hand and dragged Cheng Kun's armpit, and with a slight pick of his wrist, he sent him to the dungeon three zhang away, Cheng Kun's body flew lightly to the dungeon, and when he arrived at the mouth of the well, Ye Fan made a move, and Cheng Kun fell to the bottom of the well like a spinning top.

Ye Fan's picking, sending, and attracting can be said to be easy, the strength is stable, the direction is accurate, and he has mastered it so well that everyone in the audience saw it in their eyes, and they all secretly admired it in their hearts.

"Thank you, Master!" Xie Xun bowed and flew down the well.

Zhang Wuji's face was full of worry, walked up to Ye Fan, and said, "Big brother, why did you throw Cheng Kun into the well?" ”

Ye Fan smiled slightly: "There is no light at the bottom of the well. ”

Everyone next to him suddenly realized, and said: "The sect leader is thoughtful and very human. ”

The golden lion king Xie Xun has been blind for many years, and there is no difference between light and light for him, but whether he can see the enemy's moves clearly is very important to Cheng Kun.

Everyone waited quietly, and after a while, they heard the sound of fighting and shouting from the well, although they did not see the fight between Cheng Kun and Xie Xun with their own eyes, but thinking of the grudge between the two, hearing the fierce and evil sound, Qun Xiong's heart still couldn't help but chill, and he didn't need to look to know that it was a tragic life-and-death struggle.

Zhang Wuji stared at the wellhead, his face was full of anxiety, and he was eager to try it several times, but Ye Fan stopped: "The lion king has an arrogant temperament, and he will never allow outsiders to help." Don't worry, your stepfather will be fine. ”

Before the words fell, a terrible scream was heard from the bottom of the well, and everyone heard the sound and their hairs stood on end, but they didn't know whose voice it was.

Soon after, a figure was thrown out of the well, fell aside, rolled with his hands over his eyes and screamed in pain, and the people of the Ming Sect saw that it was Cheng Kun who was thrown out, and their hearts relaxed slightly.

Immediately afterwards, Xie Xun jumped out of the well, pointed at Cheng Kun fiercely, and said, "Is it good to be blind?" "Whew a punch to go.

Cheng Kun couldn't see anything and couldn't dodge, and this move "Seven Wounds Fist" hit the chest. Xie Xun followed with another punch with his left hand, and Cheng Kun took a few steps backwards, fell on top of the broken pine, and blood spurted wildly from his mouth.

Seeing that Cheng Kun was about to be killed, Ye Fan on the side suddenly said: "The cycle of cause and effect, retribution is unpleasant, the sea of bitterness is boundless, and turning back is the shore." Good, good! ”

Xie Xun was stunned for a moment, and the third punch went, but he couldn't hold his strength halfway, and said coldly to Cheng Kun: "I should have beaten you with thirteen punches and seven injuries." But you have lost all your martial arts, your eyes have become blind, and you have become a waste from now on, and you can no longer do evil in the world. The remaining eleven punches, that don't have to be hit. ”