The purple jade Zen master in front of him, he practiced raising his hand meditation, I heard that this right hand has been raised for twenty years, such a strange ascetic meditation technique, it is simply unheard of.

However, when I saw the right arm of this old Zen master, I couldn't help but feel a little hairy in my heart, and it was strange that someone with such great perseverance could deal with it easily!

"Zen Master Ziyu, please advise!" Ling Qingfeng waved the knife in his hand and put on the sword technique taught by the elite soldier Fan Dongliang.

This set of knife skills is very popular among the mercenaries of the Golden Triangle, and it is best suited for jungle fighting.

Zen Master Ziyu just looked at Ling Qingfeng quietly, motionless.

Ling Qingfeng gritted his teeth, rushed forward with his knife, and slashed his head down.

There is nothing unique about his sword, but with the divine power he showed just now, it looks very unusual in the eyes of everyone.

Clang! Zen Master Ziyu only raised his left hand lightly, and smashed the blade of Ling Qingfeng with the back of his knife, breaking his knife path and swinging aside.

Ling Qingfeng's heart froze, and he chopped it down with two swords.

Clang! Clang! Zen Master Ziyu was still the same as just now, holding the knife in one hand, and each blow accurately hit Ling Qingfeng's blade, swinging his blade aside.

Ling Qingfeng knew that this old monk's sword technique was not simple, if he didn't use some real skills, the sword would have no eyes, and he might be killed in one fell swoop.

Ling Qingfeng let out a loud shout and changed the slash to a flat stab, which was as fast as lightning, showing the precise control of the body of the dark power master.

Zen Master Ziyu twisted his body violently, his chest tilted almost ninety degrees, but his lower body remained still. The whole person was like a boneless python, which could avoid Ling Qingfeng's flat thorns.

The knife flashed. The ring knife in the purple jade Zen Master's hand smashed towards Ling Qingfeng's shoulder at a speed that was not inferior to that of his opponent.

Ling Qingfeng didn't expect the other party to have such a strange move. At the same time as he stepped back to the knife, he took two steps in a row and circled half a circle.

The Purple Jade Zen Master's arm suddenly became soft and boneless, and he rolled the ring knife like a whip, and slashed at Ling Qingfeng with his elbow.

The angle of this knife was strange and the essence of the change was completely beyond Ling Qingfeng's expectations.

Seeing that the chest was slashed, Ling Qingfeng's chest was open and defenseless.

Bang! Ling Qingfeng felt a pain in his chest. The whole person flew out upside down.

I was horrified in my heart, although my chest hurt badly, but Ling Qingfeng quickly reacted, no! I didn't suffer too much damage, and the other party seemed to be using the back of a knife!

Rao is so, the strength of the back of this knife is also extraordinarily heavy, it can smash a big living person of more than 100 catties into the air, and the power of this ring knife in the hands of the Ziyu Zen Master is comparable to a battering ram!

Ling Qingfeng landed on the ground with his back and let out a thud. The place where he fell was less than two steps away from Zhang Baosheng's table.

Zhang Baosheng saw that Yizi was stabbed and fell to the ground. There was no expression on his face, and he looked very indifferent.

Across a few tables, Beidou looked surprised, but the old man raised his head for the first time.

This purple jade Zen master's sword moves are exquisite. On the contrary, his body is amazingly explosive and powerful, which is no less than that of an innate master, which even the old man did not expect.

The ascetic did not play before. The qi and blood of the whole body are just a little more vigorous than ordinary people, who knows that they will only fight. His physical strength instantly exploded more than ten times compared to before, this style of play is too terrifying!

Most of the time, he used a secret method to attribute qi and blood to the acupuncture points. On the outside, it looks like the meridians are dry, but as soon as he moves, his explosive power is amazing, such a master is not at all something that Ling Qingfeng can fight against now.

It was too late, it was fast, and the Zen Master Ziyu strode forward and chased after Ling Qingfeng.

His movements are still so weird, his right hand is raised high, his left hand is holding the knife, and in an instant, the knife light skyrockets like a white horse breaking through the sky, like a starry galaxy, flying down three thousand feet, suspected to be the Milky Way falling for nine days!

Ling Qingfeng's eyes were full of snowy sword light, and his heart was miserable! I didn't expect that I finally followed the old man, but I was going to die under the knife of this ascetic monk for no apparent reason.

Shout! The sword light swept in front of Ling Qingfeng's body, and the old Zen master also crossed Ling Qingfeng's body and rushed forward!

The blade suddenly turned and pointed directly at General Zhang Baosheng, who had been very calm during the banquet.

The real intention of this knife is not to slash and kill Jinba, but to mean something else!

At the moment when the old Zen master of Ziyu suddenly became difficult, Qingfeng and Mingyue, who were originally sitting next to Chai Wang, moved at the same time, one left and one right, and four arms clasped Chai Wang's shoulders.

The blade was only half a foot away from Zhang Baosheng's chest, and with the sword skills and explosive physical strength of the Purple Jade Zen Master, this knife seemed to be inevitable!

At this moment, a loud roar like thunder sounded in everyone's ears!

"Roll the calves!"

A silver wine jug came first, smashing the ring knife in the hand of the Ziyu Zen Master, and the unimaginable force contained in the wine jug collided violently with the blade, making a crashing sound that made everyone present feel sore.

This knife of the Purple Jade Zen Master is powerful and can provoke Ling Qingfeng to fly out sideways, and the strength is not insignificant.

But this powerful knife was knocked to the side by a small silver wine jug. This scene is unbelievable, but it happened again.

Immediately afterwards, a figure jumped into the air like a black dragon covering the sky, and his body was like gliding against the wind, and in an instant, he was between Zhang Baosheng and Ziyu Zen Master.

The face of the purple jade Zen master was not wavering, and he continued to hand out a knife, and the direction pointed by the blade was still Zhang Baosheng.

The old man was furious, since he had already made a move, this monk still didn't know how to hand over the tricks of life and death, did he think he was qualified to fight?

The old man slashed with his backhand, he had no knife in his palm, but he was much more fierce and sharp than ordinary people holding a knife in his hand.

The purple jade Zen master is still a big twist, and the waist above becomes soft and boneless, in a vain attempt to avoid the old man's hand knife.

This is the first time that Ling Qingfeng and Beidou have seen the old man do it in the true sense.

The old man used his palm as a knife, even chopping and dragging, although the purple jade Zen master avoided the chopping force with his strange movements, but he couldn't avoid the second dragging.

Under this drag, blood splattered five steps immediately.

A large amount of blood spurted out of the already dry body of the Zen Master Ziyu, which was really shocking to see.

The old man's move was extremely fast, using his palm as a knife, and after a split and a drag, he suddenly turned his palm into a fist, and smashed his arm into the chest of the Ziyu Zen Master.

Boom! The purple jade Zen Master's sternum seemed to be broken, and blood foamed from his mouth and nose.

These ups and downs happened too quickly, Zhang Baosheng held his breath, and before he even had time to take a breath, the two people in front of him had already directly divided the winner and loser.

The Zen master of Ziyu has obviously attained extraordinary sanctification, but in front of the old man, it is like a devastating and decaying, and in less than two moves, the whole person falls out like a kite with a broken string.

Over there, Qingfeng and Mingyue had already controlled General Chai Wang, but they didn't expect Zen Master Ziyu to lose so quickly and so fiercely, and the two of them were frightened, and they rushed out at the same time to help Old Zen Master Ziyu.

Chai Wang was frightened, and while screaming, he pulled out the desert eagle on his waist and headed in the direction of Qingfeng Mingyue, bang! Bang! Two shots were fired in succession.

One of the bullets hit Qingfeng's back, and the other flew over Ling Qingfeng's head.

The old man snorted coldly, and glanced at Chaiwang with burning eyes.

Chaiwang was so frightened that his body trembled twice, and he didn't dare to move.

As soon as Zhang Baosheng waved his hand, a large number of soldiers surrounded him, pointing their guns at all the outsiders.

However, he was very clever and did not speak, but looked at the old man with an inquiring gaze.

The old man looked at the wolf, his eyes swept to the audience, and no one dared to look at him.

"I've done what the old man has told me, and everything else has nothing to do with me!" The old man left this sentence and sat back down at the table.

Zhang Baosheng nodded, and then asked loudly: "Brother Chaiwang, what do you mean by this?" I don't seem to understand! ”

Chai Wang and his men were pointed at dozens of guns, and their faces couldn't help but be a little ugly.

"Baosheng, we have been friends for so many years, you should know my style very well! Since I've come to your camp, I haven't thought about making trouble. You also saw it just now, it was these three monks who suddenly went crazy, how do I know what happened! ”

Zhang Baosheng shook his head and said, "I don't know, they were brought by you!" If it hadn't been for the old man's action just now, I would have died! You've got to give me an account of this! ”

Chaiwang snorted and yelled viciously, "Damn! It's bad luck! It's up to you to send troops! I lost the gambling just now, and I'll give you the money when I go back! I'll leave you with these three monks! Whatever you want, it's up to you! Lao Tzu is in a bad mood today and is going home! ”

Zhang Baosheng stared at Chai Wang's face, and only said after a while: "General Chai Wang walks slowly, I won't send it!" ”

Hearing this, everyone at the banquet was in a commotion, but they didn't expect Zhang Baosheng to let go of Chai Wang so easily, I don't know what his idea was.

Only the adjutant who often follows Zhang Baosheng knows that Guess Wang dares to take such a few people into the stockade, which has already been arranged, if he has an accident in Zhang Baosheng's stockade, not only his descendants will frantically retaliate against the Baosheng Army, and lose both at all costs, and Zhang Baosheng will also lose his reputation, if the buyers are worried that he will eat black, this business will not be able to do it in the future.

This is also the reason why Zhang Baosheng is relieved to let Chai Wang leave, he doesn't believe that this matter is instigated by Chai Wang, but just takes the opportunity to suppress Chai Wang and get some benefits.

After a while, Chai Wang and his men walked cleanly, and only the people of the Saint Protector Army and the three Ziyu masters and apprentices were left on the school field.

The purple jade Zen master was seriously injured, Qingfeng was shot in the back, and he was unconscious, only Mingyue was alone in front of the two of them with his empty hands in a panic, and his face was very ugly.

As long as Zhang Baosheng gave an order, the soldiers around him would definitely shoot the three of them to death. (To be continued......)