The little monk's word demon is calm and crisp.

Echoes in the Ringe.

Hei Wufu laughed angrily: "Are you really not afraid of death?" ”

The little monk tilted his head, and the poison made his face a little blue: "Everything is born and dies, so why be afraid." ”

Hei Wuyi could only smile evilly, then clenched his right hand into a fist and struck towards the little monk's head.

Xue Ling was already a little unbearable to look at above, but when he looked at Fang Bei, Fang Bei's expression was still calm.

At this time, I heard the distant Kongwu shouting loudly: "Flower finger!"

Just because he was kicked away by Hei Wuyi, no matter how fast his body was at this time, he couldn't catch up to save the little monk, only the voice was in time.

When the little monk heard this, a trace of confusion suddenly flashed in his originally clear eyes, and then the whole thing became empty.

He began to smile kindly and compassionately at Hei Wu, this smile always felt a little strange on the face of this little monk who was in danger, but at the same time, the ring finger and thumb of his right hand were also quietly pinched together, like a flower.

Hei Wu was only surprised for a moment, and the little monk hit Hei Wu's chest with a handprint.

This fingering seemed to be soft and weak, but the steel and iron bones of Kuroai were like being hit hard.

He let go of the little monk, staggered back three steps, then covered his chest, and swung his right hand at the little monk out of thin air.

I saw that he didn't actually touch the little monk, but the fist wind that stirred up lifted the little monk up, and then knocked him into the big tree behind him.

The little monk rolled down, I don't know how many bones were broken all over his body, he spat blood from his mouth, and he couldn't get up again.

And after Hei Wuze punched out, he continued to press his chest, biting his lip tightly, and muttered to himself, "Why? Why? Why? ”

He couldn't understand at all that this guy, who looked weak and didn't frighten, could even make him feel the threat of death if he could bring him so much damage.

And at this time, the empty monk who was beaten away finally rushed over, and shot angrily at the black man who covered his chest, and struck out with one palm, which was the first type of my Buddha's compassion in the palm of Da Wei Tuo, one of the seventy-two stunts of Shaolin Temple.

Hei Wu hurriedly responded to the battle, punching each other, but his whole body was instantly shrouded by the palm wind, and he was hit by several palms one after another under Kong Wu, and he couldn't resist it anymore, and after he got up and forced Kong Wu to retreat, he turned around and fled, even if his body staggered, but after all, he was a great achievement of the Black Sky Demon, and the martial artist realm of a strong grade, if he was included in the list of rivers and lakes, he could at least rank in the top twenty of the first list.

At this time, if you want to escape, it is as fast as a swift wind and thunder, and in the blink of an eye, you will climb the tree and jump up, and disappear into the invisible place.

Seeing that Hei Wu finally escaped, Kong Wu was relieved, he instantly fell to the ground, the golden light of his whole body slowly extinguished, Xue Ling looked at Kong Wu in the air, and only felt that this battle made this old monk age by more than twenty years in an instant.

He only did it on the ground for a moment, then stood up and staggered towards the little monk who didn't know whether he was alive or dead, it was only a few steps away, but the old monk in yellow had walked almost a whole time of incense.

He knelt in front of the little monk and treated his heart, only to feel that his breath was dying, even if he entered the pure Buddhism, it was gently fluttering like a mud cow entering the sea.

This is a sign of the imminent death of a person, even if Kongwu has deeply studied Buddhism, a generation of eminent monks, but in the face of the death of his beloved disciple, at that moment, he also feels that sorrow comes from it, and it cannot be broken.

And at this time, a third person's voice slowly sounded: "Monk Kongwu, give me the relics." ”

"I will send you and your disciple's ashes to Shaolin, and I will also wait for the Shaolin Temple to be delivered."

Kong Wu looked up and saw Liu Pingye slowly walking towards him.

Liu Pingye was the first person to fight with Kongwu, although the invisible sword could not hurt Kongwu, and his internal strength cultivation was even more because of the fall, and he was far from being the opponent of Kongwu monks, but he secretly hid a trick to ecstasy, and waited for Kongwu to carry out a sneak attack, and succeeded in one fell swoop, and was the first person to break Kongwu King Kong is not bad.

As for the next, the butterfly lady's rush was seriously injured and was close to a coma, and the green scorpion took the opportunity to use poison to trigger Kongwu's pursuit, and then there was no appearance, suppressing Kongwu, a Buddhist monk, in one fell swoop, so that everyone was close to completely forgetting him, the first person to shoot.

And he also chose to silently watch the battle between Kongwu and Kuroha, and it was not until this time when the victory and defeat were divided and both were lost, that he finally appeared.

"Why does Lord Liu want this relic?" Kongwu knelt on the ground and let the little monk lean on himself, the little monk's body was soft, not only completely unconscious, but also seemed to be completely shattered all over the body, even the Da Luo Immortal may not be able to save him.

"Humble Jing was seriously injured because of being in the bottom, and she was in danger, although she spent Zhenyuan to heal her injuries and continue her life, so that her cultivation was damaged to the point, but she was not able to make the clumsy Jing heal." Liu Pingye stood ten steps away from Kongwu, and said gracefully: "I have sought famous doctors in many ways, and even countless precious ginseng, Ganoderma lucidum and other tonic medicines for Humble Jing to take, but I can hang my life. ”

"Later, I heard that the Buddhist relics are sacred relics in the world, and they have the effect of the flesh and bones of the living dead.

"Please forgive me."

Liu Pingye stood in the distance, although he was injured, he was the least injured person present, he could forcibly kill Kongwu, even if he was afraid of Kongwu's Buddhism, he could also use a variety of long-range means, such as his invisible sword qi, instead of trying to tell the old monk the reason for the matter here.

Kongwu sighed: "Ask what the world is like." ”

"Under the promise, after getting the relics, I will immediately try to rescue the clumsy Jing, whether it is effective or not, I will send the ashes of the two back to the Shaolin Temple, explain the reason, in the next life, I wish to be sent by the Shaolin Temple."

He paused: "I know that I am a traitor to the White Egret Academy, and the promise I said may not reassure the senior monks, but I swear by Haoran Qi, if I break it, there will be no possibility of cultivating martial arts with Confucianism and practicing Haoran Qi in this life." ”

"In this way, can the monk rest assured."

Kongwu looked at Liu Pingye, who swore like this, sighed, and took out a small sandalwood box from his arms, but the size of a fist, and after opening it, there was a thumb-sized crystal glass bone inside, exuding a charming amber shimmer.

Liu Pingye's face was overjoyed.

But Kongwu recited Amitabha.

looked at Liu Pingye: "Donor, if this relic can save my apprentice." ”

"Does the donor still want to take it?"

Soraku's voice was calm.

And Liu Ping stayed where he was at night, unable to say a word for a while.