"The Vajra quadruple can resist the sword, but my body is still **mortal, not the real Vajra body, and I can't stop the musket!"

Yang Yun sighed secretly, and then briefly dealt with the injury on his arm, the most important thing about lead bullet is infection, ordinary people were hit, and in order to save their lives, they even had to cut off the limb where the wound was located

The Vajra he cultivated could not stop the musket, but it could weaken the power of the lead bullet by seven or eighty percent, and the body was only traumatized, as long as the bullet was dug out and cultivated for a period of time, it could be recovered.

"I have King Kong not bad to protect the body, and the injury is not too serious, but Wen Tailai is miserable!"

Wen Tailai is also the top master in this world, and the wind and thunder palm technique is the top martial arts on the rivers and lakes, but the palm technique is powerful, which does not mean that the body can resist.

Yang Yun was shot twice and was still alive, but after Wen Tailai was shot, he could only attach himself to Zhao Banshan's back, basically losing his combat effectiveness.

"Brother Yang, there are Tartar officers and soldiers blocking the road in front, why don't we join forces and rush out together?"

There are four or five hundred Qing soldiers guarding the palace gate in front, and Zhao Banshan and Chen Jialuo are two people with a seriously injured Wen Tailai, if they rush hard, they can also rush out, but it will definitely take a little time.

The most important thing now is time, if there is a long delay at the palace gate, the pursuers behind will arrive, and when the time comes, it will be difficult to escape with the strength of Chen Jialuo and Zhao Banshan.

Therefore, Zhao Banshan judged the situation and immediately greeted Yang Yun, wanting the two sides to join forces.

"Good!"

Yang Yun is not a brainless person, he can't look at Chen Jialuo, and he caused a conflict with the other party just now, but these are small things, and the most important thing at the moment is to escape from the Forbidden City.

His dragon descending true qi has been exhausted, and he can't urge the light skill of the Flying Divine Movement, and it is also difficult to break out of the encirclement, and joining forces with the three masters of the Red Flower Society can reduce a lot of pressure.

The two sides quickly reached a consensus that Yang Yun's strength was the strongest, and he was invulnerable, so he immediately opened the way in front and strode forward.

"Shoot! Kill these traitors!"

The hundreds of Qing soldiers and guards guarding the palace gate had just arrived from other places, and they didn't know Yang Yun and the others, but Yang Yun and Zhao Banshan and the others were stained with blood, and they looked like enemies. So these guards did not hesitate and directly bent their bows and shot arrows.

A hundred archers were in front of them, and arrows came whizzing one after another.

"If you don't have true qi, you won't be able to perform light body exercises, if you are surrounded by hundreds of elite Qing soldiers, with my current strength, I'm afraid that I will also be killed alive!"

Yang Yun used his deadly marksmanship, splashing the water that interrupted the long stick dance of the spear in his hand, and rushed forward against the continuous rain of arrows. At this time, he was unable to perform the Flying Divine Skill, but the chain leg technique and the Shaolin Lifting Technique were not affected.

"Die!"

In just a moment, Yang Yun crossed a distance of nearly a hundred zhang and rushed into the crowd of Qing soldiers, the long stick in his hand had no spear head, and it still exerted extreme power in his hands.

As if a dragon was rolling, accompanied by the sound of fluffy peng, several guards were picked up by the long stick and flicked it, and smashed over more than a dozen Qing soldiers, Chen Jialuo followed, a soft sword made a supernatural effort, only to see the silver light dance, more than a dozen silver lights exploded, each sword light can harvest a life.

Zhao Banshan followed behind the two, a large number of hidden weapons were sent out from the body, flying knives, darts, flying locust stones, silver needles, a large number of hidden weapons almost formed a torrential rain, these hidden weapons just right past Yang Yun and Chen Jialuo, shooting at the vital point of the Qing soldiers not far away.

If Yang Yun is rampage with a spear in his hand and is a charging forward, Chen Jialuo is the guard who protects the two wings, and Zhao Banshan is responsible for long-range attacks.

Several people had never met before, but they joined forces to attack, without the slightest flaw, and the breakthrough impact was unstoppable, and hundreds of Qing soldiers were like paper paste, and they were torn out of a passage by several people.

"It's out!"

Yang Yun was covered in blood, the long stick in his hand had been broken, he simply abandoned his weapon, relied on his incomparable strength, and used his powerful and incomparable strength to perform a big monument wrestler, extremely fierce, and directly broke out of the palace gate of the Forbidden City.

Hundreds of Qing soldiers were killed by them, and the rest of the people were frightened, trembling with weapons, and their faces were afraid, and they did not dare to step forward again.

"Amitabha!"

As soon as he broke out of the Forbidden City, he heard a Buddha horn in the distance, and saw an old monk holding a Zen staff and a group of masters appeared in the square outside the Forbidden City.

"The monk of Shaolin Temple?"

Yang Yun looked at it, and saw that the monk who appeared not far away was the person he fought when he infiltrated the Shaolin Temple, according to later news, this person was the Zen master who was in charge of all the warrior monks in the Shaolin Temple.

He had just rushed out, but he didn't expect to be blocked by these masters of the rivers and lakes. In addition to the Zen master in front of him, there was also an old man with a slightly white beard, and a Taoist who was wearing a Taoist robe and looking unbearable.

In Yang Yun's induction, only these three people gave him a faint sense of threat.

"Lord Yang, you trespassed into the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion and stole my Shaolin Temple martial arts, and now you are trespassing into the palace and making a terrible mistake, the sea of bitterness is boundless and the shore is back, now you are bound to admit your mistakes, and the old monk can still ask the Holy Lord for mercy and alleviate your sins!"

There is no doubt that the Zen master strode forward, already secretly operating his true qi, and his spacious sleeves were hunting, and it was obvious that he was ready to make a move.

He didn't think that Yang Yun would be caught, but before he made a move, if he didn't stand on the moral high ground and say a few words, he always felt that something was missing, otherwise, he couldn't show the Shaolin faction and his majesty.

"Don't doubt the Zen master! Brother Yang is a rare chivalrous man on the rivers and lakes, the Qing court's pursuers will arrive soon, the grievances between Brother Yang and Shaolin Temple, why don't you postpone it?"

Seeing this, Zhao Banshan frowned, and immediately spoke out to persuade him.

"Hehehe, this is Zhao Sanye of the Red Flower Society, right? The old monk of the Red Flower Society admires what he did, but Yang Shizhu first trespassed into the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, and then injured the inferior Gu Panruo, causing the inferior disciple to die of serious injuries, such a grievance, since he met it today, how can it be postponed?"

There is no doubt that the Zen master recognized Chen Jialuo and the others, but his expression was firm and he did not intend to give the other party a face.

At this time, Yang Yun was rapidly running his mind and barely recovered a little bit of his true qi.

At this time, there was a rush of footsteps from inside the palace gate, and Hailancha and others had arrived with the pursuers. Seeing this, Yang Yun frowned slightly.

If it was a normal time, the threat of the Zen master was nothing, but now there are several teams of musketeers behind, and once they are dragged here, the muskets are fired continuously, and it will be difficult to get out again.

"I still have 1,000 Karma Points, which I can directly consume to improve my martial arts! I have already cultivated the Vajra Incorruptible Skill to the fourth level, and I am only one level away from reaching the fifth level of perfection ......."

Vajra is not bad is a grandmaster-level martial art, and cultivating to the fifth level of perfection is equivalent to reaching the grandmaster realm of the peak of the day after tomorrow!

When the time comes, he has the power of the dragon elephant, and the body generates a protective energy, which can directly rebound and attack, and this energy is poured into the weapon, which is powerful and indestructible.

This qi is the true qi naturally generated by the cultivation of external skills to the realm of Dacheng. Refined to pure. From the outside to the inside, King Kong is not bad, and in this world, he is absolutely invincible.