I saw the gray-clothed monk laugh and said, "The master is so clumsy, he only saw Ding Chunqiu, didn't he see anything else?" ”

The yellow-clothed monk was stunned, "What? ”

The black-clothed monk smiled strangely, "Brother, don't play tricks, it's two against two now, who do you say will have a better chance of winning?" ”

The gray-clothed monk seemed to be a little afraid of him, and sneered: "Your Excellency, like Zaixia, are all thieves who steal Shaolin stunts, hehe, you join forces?" ”

The yellow-clothed monk was startled, looked at the two of them and said, "Two ......" There was obviously a sense of vigilance in his eyes.

The black-clothed monk laughed calmly: "Yes, the old man did steal Shaolin martial arts, but the master ......" He said to the yellow-clothed monk: "The grievances between the old man and Shaolin can be talked about later, but the top priority is to intercept Ding Chunqiu, hum, the master doesn't know, the person in front of him rescued Ding Chunqiu, but he fell in love with his ability to make poison, if he lets the tiger return to the mountain, I'm afraid there will be endless troubles!" ”

The yellow-clothed monk looked stunned, and said in a deep voice: "Yes, the master of the Lin Sect sent Ding Chunqiu to Shaolin to be imprisoned, but Shaolin can't lose people's trust!" He first bowed eleven times to the gray-clothed monk and said, "Amitabha, don't be obsessed with the donor!" ”

The gray-clothed monk's eyes were grim, "This master wants to keep Mr. Ding, the old man can understand, but why does Your Excellency insist on doing so?" He shook his head at the black-clothed monk and said puzzledly: "The previous reason is too far-fetched, but the old man doesn't believe it. ”

The black-clothed monk said: "Yes, there is indeed a personal feud between the old man and Ding Chunqiu. ”

"Hmm~" the gray-clothed monk nodded, "That's no wonder." ”

Ding Chunqiu, who was hiding behind the big water tank in the shed, was very suspicious, I didn't even know him, how could I have a personal vendetta? I can't help but remember when I inadvertently offended someone?

The black-clothed monk said: "I met my brother Pingshui, but it can be described as sympathy, if my brother insists on preventing the old man from taking down the old monster, the old man will never show mercy!" ”

"Hahaha......" The gray-clothed monk laughed, took out the dragon slaying dagger from his sleeve and handed it to Murong Fu, Murong Fu took it, and heard him say: "Although Your Excellency and this master have superb martial arts, if you want to leave, I'm afraid none of you will be able to stop you!" After speaking, he turned his head to Murong Fu and said, "You take Mr. Ding to go first, and the old man will meet these two seniors for a while." ”

Murong Fu was stunned for a moment, and said, "Senior......" The gray-clothed monk waved his hand and interrupted: "Hehe, your martial arts are low, do you still want to stay here to help with your fist?" ”

Murong Fu's face was red and white, holding the dragon slaying dagger in his hand, gritting his teeth and saying: "Even if you die, you ......" The gray-clothed monk suddenly "snapped~", shook his hand and slapped him with a mouth, "If you are told to leave, mother-in-law, what big thing can you do!?" Get lost!!! ”

Murong Fu's left cheek was a big palm print, red and swollen, and it hurt hotly, "Senior...... Take care! There was no resentment in his words, but he was deeply moved, and turned around and left.

The black-clothed monk and the yellow-clothed monk glanced at each other, and the yellow-clothed monk said Amitabha Buddha and chased after Murong Fu! At this time, the gray-clothed monk suddenly pointed out, intercepted his way, and the yellow-clothed monk was stunned. Murong Fu's light skills were actually very exquisite, and in the blink of an eye, he was already more than ten zhang away and entered the shed.

The gray-clothed monk laughed loudly: "It is said that Shaolin has seventy-two stunts, and the doors are all first-class and superior kung fu, haha, the old man is not talented, but he has to learn the skills of the two!" As he spoke, he squatted on his knees, folded his palms in front of his chest, and calmed down.

The yellow-clothed monk and the black-clothed monk are proficient in Shaolin stunts, but this style has never been seen before, and there is a bit of respect for Rulai, but the salutation of Rulai bows slightly forward, and his knees are not squatting. Secretly suspicious.

Suddenly, the gray-clothed monk's fingers, palms, wrists, and arms between the bones and joints "Titicaca~~~" sounded, like fried beans, the sound was crisp and endless, and finally the bone joints of the whole body seemed to crackle.

The gray-clothed monk's face was flushed, and his arms were stretched out to both sides, and each drew a half-circle, one hand clenched into a fist on the top of his head, and the other hand clenched into a fist in front of his abdomen, which is a style in Arhat boxing.

The black-clothed monk and the yellow-clothed monk were terrified: this ...... What kind of kung fu is this? Ding Chunqiu in the shed was shocked: What kind of demon martial arts is this? Could this gray-clothed monk be a member of the Demon Gate? Murong Fu stood beside him and said, "Mr. Ding, let's go first!" ”

Ding Chunqiu's eyes were frightened, and he nodded, just wanting to leave this place of right and wrong.

Not long after they left, they heard a violent sound of "bang bang pop~" behind them, as they gradually moved away, the sound became smaller and smaller, and finally they couldn't hear it, Murong Fu carried Ding Chunqiu on his back, and felt that his heart was heavy: I don't know what happened to my predecessors!

The yellow-clothed monk saw that Murong Fu was carrying Ding Chunqiu on his back and wanted to escape, so he immediately chased after him, but suddenly a sound burst in his ears: "The old man used the "Shaolin Yijin Sutra" to teach the next two masters!" ”

"Easy Tendon !!" The yellow-clothed monk was stunned, stopped, and turned to glare at the gray-clothed monk, "The donor will change the Jingjing?" How can it be! Then he said: "Is my Shaolin Yijin Sutra stolen by Your Excellency?" ”

The gray-clothed monk snorted and sneered, "Don't talk nonsense!" Immediately stepped forward and swung his fist at the yellow-clothed monk, his cultivation was slightly below the black-clothed monk, and the yellow-clothed monk was angry and raised his fists to meet him.

"Good time!" The black-clothed monk shouted violently, his body rose and fell, and suddenly he shook his hand, and a long whip that he held in his hand at some point hit the gray-clothed monk's head like a poisonous snake spitting out a letter.

The long whip pierced through the air, and if it could penetrate the head, the gray-clothed monk just shook his body, and then flashed dangerously, but because of this moment, the punch to the yellow-clothed monk was three points weaker.

"Bang~" a shock, the two fists collided, the yellow-clothed monk only felt a punch on the iron, the strength of the shock, in a panic, the right arm flung back, "Kara~" two sounds, the elbow joint and shoulder joint have been dislocated, and the body is also rapidly retreating six or seven feet away.

As soon as the body stood still, his left hand quickly grabbed the joint of his right arm, and "Kara~Kara~" endured the pain to reset the joint.

The gray-clothed monk laughed heartily and said: "The master is very capable, he actually thought of this method to dissolve the internal strength of the shock!" As he spoke, his figure flashed, and he had already avoided the long whip attacks of the black-clothed monk several times.

The black-clothed monk danced the long whip, but like an extremely long sword, he stabbed at the other party as quickly as possible, and the gray-clothed monk always avoided it, raising his hand to grab the long whip, but he always missed a step too slow.

"That's amazing!" The yellow-clothed monk sighed with a slightly pale face, seeing that the gray-clothed monk was always dodging the edge of the long whip, he couldn't help frowning, "With his skills, he should be able to withstand a whip, and then defend and attack, but how do you look at it, he is very afraid of the black-clothed monk?" ”

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