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Even if Li An's palm just now showed mercy, he would at least be half dead, and he should never get up from the ground.

The island monk got up from the ground and staggered, feeling unsteady, and his face became even more distorted by Ang Lee's slap.

Seeing this, the samurai who covered their faces with their hands jumped over to protect the island monks in the middle and threw smoke bombs.

The smoke filled the air, instantly hiding the samurai and monks of the island country.

Do you want to escape from the fog?

Similar episodes often appear in island movies and television, where the ninja throws a smoke bomb and then disappears into thin air.

The smoke bombs were just a trick, and Ang Lee didn't believe that those guys would disappear into thin air.

Unless they can create a portal at any time, it is possible to suddenly disappear from one place.

"Crackling......"

There was a cracking of bones in the mist, followed by six screams.

A breeze blew, the fog lifted, and a terrifying picture appeared before everyone's eyes.

The clothes and skins of the island monks were thrown on the ground, and there was an extra monster that looked like a spider spirit.

As for the six samurai, they were hanging on the tentacles of the spiders, and they had been sucked dry of their blood and turned into dried corpses.

Demons!

Everyone was stunned.

Seeing this, the Shaolin warrior monks didn't need any orders, and one by one they carried Qi Mei sticks and laid down a formation to trap the spiders in it.

"Tsk."

The spider screamed from its mouth and swung its tentacles at the monks.

"Smack."

A monk raised the wooden stick in his hand to block, but the wooden stick was directly cut in two by the spider's tentacles, and he was almost disemboweled.

Li An's eyebrows tightened slightly.

Most of the Shaolin warrior monks who trapped the spider monster were in the Wuzun realm, and there were also Wuzun sixfold masters, and after forming a stick formation, I am afraid that even the masters whose strength was close to the Wuzong realm could be killed.

But......

The spider monsters are so fierce, especially those that touch the feet are extremely sharp, and they can hurt when they touch.

Seeing that the stick array was about to be broken, Ang Lee took out the vajra and prepared to give it to the spider monster.

"Amitabha, the Buddha Gate is important, and Qi can be arrogant by you!"

As soon as the Buddha horn came, I saw that the Shaolin abbot embodied the golden light, and the person seemed to be raised by a section.

Then, the abbot raised his right hand and slowly pushed it forward.

A golden palm condensed in the air and pressed towards the spider monster in the club.

Mighty King Kong Palm!

Li An recognized it at a glance, it was the secret technique of Buddhism in Shaolin.

Seeing this, the spider raised its head and spit out blood-colored spider silk, weaving a spider web in the air, and actually blocked the golden palm in the air.

"Amitabha!"

The abbot shouted another Buddha horn, and his palm continued to push forward.

"Smack."

The blood-colored cobwebs crumbled instantly, and the golden palm pressed against the spider.

The golden light dissipated, and there was still a spider on the ground, only a ball of meat sauce.

"Amitabha." The abbot recited the scriptures with a sense of self-reproach after killing.

Those Shaolin warrior monks also raised their hands one hand and chanted the scriptures like the abbot.

Pedantic.

Regardless of whether he is a demon or a human, since he committed murder here, is it possible to stand and be killed by him?

Li An said secretly, turned his head to look at the Shaolin Temple, and a small novice was running out of it with a panicked face.

"The abbot is not good, the abbot is not good!"

The abbot's eyes were slightly closed, but his expression changed slightly.

What is said to be the abbot, isn't the abbot standing here well?

It wasn't until the little novice ran to him that the abbot opened his eyes and reprimanded him with the appearance of a master: "Buddhism is quiet, what kind of system is it to shout and shout?" Go back and recite the meditation mantra ten times! ”

"Yes." Xiao Shami's face was aggrieved, but he still responded lightly and did not dare to disobey.

"Tell me, what's the matter?" The abbot asked.

Xiao Shami's face showed panic again, and he shouted loudly: "The abbot is not good, the Hidden Scripture Pavilion has been stolen, and Uncle Wuxin has been injured!" ”

"What?" The abbot's face was shocked, how could there be any appearance of a monk.

The Tibetan Scripture Pavilion can be said to be a forbidden place in Shaolin, even ordinary monks don't want to step further.

Wuxin is a warrior monk who takes care of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, and has the strength of the Martial Venerable Realm, but even he was injured.

Li An's expression also changed when he heard this, what he had been worried about still happened, and Su Xiaomei really made up his mind to Shaolin Temple.

"Whew."

The abbot stepped out and directly performed the light body exercise and ran towards the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion.

Those warrior monks didn't say a word, and chased after them with Qi Mei sticks.

Li An sighed secretly and followed, but now he is not sure that the person who stole the Scripture Pavilion is Su Xiaomei.

Wuxin, whose chest was stained with blood, lay in front of the door of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, and when he saw the abbot coming, he struggled to sit up, and saluted with one hand and shouted, "Abbot." ”

The abbot's figure fell, and he first threw a healing pill into Wuxin's mouth, and then asked, "What did you lose?" ”

"The I Ching was robbed, and a few Buddhist breathing methods were also lost." Enlightenment replied.

"Do you see each other's appearance?" The abbot asked.

Goshin shook his head and said, "That man is masked, dressed in black, and looks like a ninja from the island country. ”

Ninja?

The abbot's face sank, and he suddenly realized that everyone had been tricked before, and the "monks" from the island country from outside were just hiding people's eyes and ears and tricking everyone out of the gate, so that people could take advantage of the situation.

Li An was relieved, since he was a ninja, he shouldn't have anything to do with Su Xiaomei.

"Where have the people gone?" The abbot asked.

Although the possibility of catching up with the other party is very small now, it can't be given up, after all, what the other party stole was Shaolin Heavy Treasure.

"......"

As soon as Wuxin opened his mouth, he heard someone exclaim: "It's on fire, it's on fire over there in the Dharma Hall!" ”

"Fight the fire!" The abbot dropped the sentence and disappeared.

Someone actually set fire to the Shaolin Temple, and it is related to the person who broke into the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion.

Shaolin is full of treasures, and I don't know how much to lose when a fire comes down, and the monks are all busy fighting the fire.

Li An stood in place and hesitated for a moment, and did not follow, but flew to stand on the eaves and looked around.

Soon, Li An saw a monk in a monk's robe walking briskly, walking in the opposite direction of the Dharma Hall.

It was another plan to divert the tiger from the mountain, Li An sneered in his heart, and chased after him all the way up the wall.

The monks below seemed to have noticed something, and they didn't deliberately hide it, but jumped directly onto the eaves to perform a lightweight method, and quickly dived towards the back mountain of Shaolin.

Eventually, Ang Lee blocked the monk at the entrance to the Shaolin Back Mountain.

"Amitabha."

The monk sounded the Buddha's horn and pretended to say,

"I wonder why this benefactor is chasing the poor monks?"