The sad old monk roared angrily, the long rope in his right hand trembled, turned into two circles, straightened sharply from mid-air, and smashed down on the top of Su Can's head.

Su Can stepped backwards into the sky, avoided the rope circle, and rushed towards the sad sky in the south. Behind him, the sad and tragic long rope chased after him like a shadow.

Under the stormy attack of the three old monks, Su Can could only use the Heavenly Remnant Step to move and avoid, and from time to time he used the dog stick to block or provoke the attacking long rope, which was quite hurried for a while, and he couldn't find the time to cast the Eighteen Palms of the Dragon Descending.

The surrounding audience widened their eyes and stretched their necks, and countless pairs of eyes shot into the field. Mo Xiao, Hanhong, Jiu Zhongjue and others knew the danger, and they kept raising their sleeves to wipe their sweat. Although the Shaolin monks showed nervous expressions, they were much calmer in comparison, as if they had enough confidence in the three Shaolin elders.

The more Su Can fought, the more frightened he became, only to feel that the air flow in the field seemed to gradually condense into glue under the agitation of the three black ropes and the three palm winds. He had never encountered such a strong opponent since Wan Zhuju came out. The three elders of Shaolin not only have exquisite tricks, but also have incomparably strong internal strength.

At the time of the first battle, Su Can was seventy percent of the defense, and there were thirty percent of the offensive. When he fought to more than 200 moves, he gradually felt that the true qi in his body was chaotic, and he had to defend and not attack, in order to protect himself.

Su Can's galaxy was inexhaustible, like a surging river getting stronger and stronger, but at this time, in the face of the huge coercion of the three elders of Shaolin, he had to exert great internal force in every move, and he gradually felt that he had no stamina, which was something he had never experienced when he was fighting with others.

Su Can saw the move, and fought for more than ten minutes, seeing that the long rope of the three elders of Shaolin was getting closer and closer, and his space was getting smaller and smaller, he thought in his heart: "If you continue to fight like this, you will lose more and win less, and you will even give this life here." You have to change your style of play and find out the flaws of the three old guys. ”

At that moment, Su Can waved the dog beating stick, attacked Beitian three times, and suddenly turned around and pointed to the east and west. When the three elders of Shaolin changed their offense and defense, Su Can was about to grab out of the circle, but unexpectedly, the circle composed of three black ropes was already similar to an iron wall, and he was blocked back several times, and he couldn't get out.

Su Can was shocked: "It turns out that the three elders of Shaolin have joined forces, and the three are as if they are one, can anyone in the world really do this kind of heart-to-heart kung fu?" ”

How do he know that the three old guys of Sadness, Compassion, and Compassion have been sitting here for more than 40 years, and the greatest effort is to use it on the "heart-to-heart communication". This kind of telepathy is a little awesome, a little incredible. But these three people were originally the same mother, born in the same womb, and they did not come into contact with other people, but only in the tree hole for more than 40 years, and it was not uncommon for them to concentrate on practicing induction, and their minds were like one.

Although He Qingzhi in the stands did not know martial arts, he saw Su Can rushing left and right under the three long ropes, but he couldn't get out, and he also knew Su Can's crisis at this time. She was also familiar with Ruoshi, the head of Wing Chun, and immediately begged in a trembling voice: "Ruoshi...... Master, can you ring the gong and let Su Can take a break for a while? ”

Ruoshi shook her head slightly. At this time, the competition began, less than an hour, and it was not time to rest.

However, the Third Peerless Master looked over when he heard the voice, and said to He Qingzhi: "Don't worry too much, I see that in these three hours, Su Can is not in danger of life." When this fight is over and he is resting, you can persuade him to admit defeat and give up this competition. ”

"What does Mrs. Shi mean, that is, our helper will definitely lose? As one of the judges, I hope you will be cautious in your words and deeds, and don't be open-minded! The flower flying shadow on the side turned his head and glared angrily. Although the three unique martial arts are strong and hot-tempered, and they have a good reputation in the martial arts, Hua Feiying is not afraid of her.

"Hmph, the dog bites Lu Dongbin!" Sanjue snorted softly, then ignored Hua Feiying, and turned his head to look at the competition in the field. She saw that Su Can was in danger and difficult to win, so she opened her mouth to remind He Qingzhi, intending to let them understand that they would not worry about running out of firewood to stay in Qingshan. Su Can is in his youth, and in another ten years, his martial arts will be invincible in the world. And the three elders of Shaolin are about to die, ten years later, if there is no successor in Shaolin, the King Kong Demon Circle will be broken in the hands of Su Can!

Everyone has a heart for talent, although the three must hate Su Can's frivolity and flamboyant tongue, but they also sincerely admire Su Can's skills. What's more, between the two sects, there is also a "generational friendship" relationship. Therefore, Sanjue's words just now actually wanted to help the beggars, but he didn't want to see a thousand-year-old wizard like Su Can fall into the Vajra Demon Circle.

It's just that Sanjue speaks, never turns, and likes to keep a straight face, as if everyone owes her three taels of silver, which caused Hua Feiying's dissatisfaction.

Su Can in the field was under the three long ropes and three palm forces, his figure was shaky, and he seemed to be in danger. The three elders of Shaolin saw that Su Can was about to die, and where could he gasp, and even more impenetrable the long rope dance, and the whip shadows in the sky trapped Su Can in the formation.

Su Can knew that he was slightly distracted at this time, so he died under the long rope. At the moment, there is no distraction in his heart, his feet are staggered like purple swallows piercing willows, colorful butterflies exploring flowers, and the dog beating stick in his hand is spread out, repeatedly beating out no dog in the world, forming a barrier around his body, so that the long rope of the three elders of Shaolin cannot get close.

But at this time, Su Can also felt the change in the true qi in his body. Just now, there was an unsustainable exhaustion phenomenon, but now that I am using the dog beating stick with all my strength, I feel that the aura in my body is surging!

Could it be that the galaxy is determined to break through at this moment?

Su Can was overjoyed, he didn't dare to be too impatient, and gradually increased the span of his pace to resist the long rope flying from all directions. Sure enough, as soon as the pace span increased, the power of the dog-beating stick did not diminish in the slightest. After a cup of tea, he pressed the whip shadow aperture of the three Shaolin elders back three feet.

With the gradual expansion of the range of activities around him, Su Can's posture became more elegant, like the wind blowing willow water to send duckweed in the circle. The dog stick in his hand dances very fast, but every move is clear and clear. is like a famous singer, singing to a very fast rhythm, but on the contrary, he is more clear and clear-eyed.

Uh......, it's equivalent to the nunchucks sung by Jay Chou, the words are fast, but you can hear them clearly.

The sky is even darker, and the autumn breeze is bone-chilling.

But the faces of the beggars gradually calmed down. Mo Xiaohan and Hong Jiu are both knowledgeable people, and he glanced at each other, with a surprise in his eyes.

A Shaolin monk, contrary to the calmness just now, stared at his eyebrows, and did not dare to come out, staring at the field.

The Three Peerless Masters and the Heavenly Daoist were also full of shock, revealing a look of disbelief.

The King Kong Demon Circle, known as the unbreakable array of martial arts, seems to be breaking in the hands of the new leader of the Beggar Gang!

"Click!"

A bright light flashed, and a thunderclap rolled from the sky, shaking everyone's eardrums.

In this late autumn weather, how can there be thunder? Everyone was stunned, but saw that the raindrops of beans had already fallen. At the scene, except for the three rostrums with parasols, there were no shelters from the rain. But at this moment, the fierce battle in the field is in full swing, and everyone would rather brave the rain to watch than take a step back, for fear of missing this rare battle for thousands of years.

"Oops, oops!" Hua Feiying saw that it was raining heavily at this moment, and immediately frowned.

"Sister Hua, what's wrong?" He Qingzhi's face changed, and she looked at Hua Feiying eagerly and asked.

"This ......." Hua Feiying hesitated for a moment and said, "The three old turtles of Shaolin are cowering in the tree hole, and the rain has no effect on them. But the helper is drenched in the rain, and the rain is flowing down, which will affect his vision......"

"Click, boom!" Another thunderclap interrupted Hua Feiying's words, and the rain poured down.

Mo Xiaohan suddenly looked happy, stared at the middle of the field and said, "Don't worry, you see, not a drop of this rain has fallen on the gang leader!" I really can't believe that the martial arts of the gang leader have become so unfathomable, and the energy of the whole body has reached the point where the flowers do not fall! ”

He Qingzhi breathed a sigh of relief, took the telescope in Liu Mingzhi's hand, and took a closer look, sure enough, Su Can's feet were still dry loess, and there was dust flying.

Su Can's state at this time had reached the best state since the breakthrough of the second layer of Qi training. He walked calmly, continued to use the dog stick, and fought with the three elders of Shaolin to fight for endurance. At this time, he had already established an invincible position, but he was not in a hurry to attack, and gradually strengthened his strength step by step, forcing the opponent to resist with all his might.

These three old monsters can still sit in the tree hole until now, which surprised Su Can. He wanted to see under what circumstances the three old monks would leave the tree cave. When they leave the tree hole, what will they do with their martial arts? (To be continued.) )