It seems that the three Shaolin elders have been cultivating together for many years, and they have long been in the same mind, and they have cooperated seamlessly.

At this time, seeing that Ling Yun was in a desperate situation, Yang Xiao and Fan Yao's eyes were red, and their right hands kept gesturing behind their backs, preparing to order the Mingjiao masters to go up together to save people.

Suddenly, the two found Xiao Zhao standing in place and looking at the field without worry, and both of them were stunned.

Xiao Zhao saw the expressions of the two, smiled and said:

"Don't worry, how can such a difficulty be Brother Wuji? Have you forgotten his secret? ”

Seeing the two of them looking at themselves with bewildered expressions, Xiao Zhao smiled and pointed to the clothes of the two, and the two suddenly realized, and then looked at the field with peace of mind.

Just when everyone in the audience thought that Ling Yun was in a catastrophe and Cheng Kun had already shown a victorious smile, Ling Yun smiled and opened a lock on his clothes, revealing a wingsuit hidden in his clothes.

Taking advantage of the air currents at the top of the mountain, it began to hover in the air.

Everyone was stunned when they saw Ling Yun suddenly flying in the air like a bird without any strength.

Only the people of the Ming Sect and a few masters of the six major sects had seen Ling Yun perform this skill, and there were not many surprises.

The three Shaolin elders didn't seem to expect that Ling Yun would solve this nirvana in such a magical way, and they all let out a sound:

"Huh!"

I admired it in my mouth, and I admired it in my heart.

In the amazed eyes of everyone, they saw Ling Yun fly higher and higher with the help of the air current, and gradually flew into the mist at the top of the tree, and the whole person disappeared.

Ling Yun saw the three old monks in the tree hole as misty, and the onlookers didn't know what kind of medicine he was selling in this gourd.

Everyone looked up at the mist and kept looking for Ling Yun's traces, and waited for a long time, until they felt some pain in their necks and didn't see Ling Yun appear.

The monk who led the way sneered and said:

"Zhang Wuji, this kid seems to have escaped until he couldn't defeat my three Shaolin elders, relying on his demonic skills!"

After listening to this, everyone began to introduce a lot of speculation.

"Childe won't run away, just a few old monks, how can you be Childe's opponent, you wait!"

Xiao Zhao saw that someone was slandering Zhang Wuji, and he didn't care who the other party was, so he pouted and responded angrily.

The monk sneered and was about to refute, when he heard a long howl in the mist, and Ling Yun flew out of the mist like a cannonball, and rushed straight towards the Shaolin elder, the youngest of the three old pines.

This sudden move instantly disrupted the rhythm of the three elders, and the three black ropes immediately turned their heads and stabbed at Ling Yun together.

It's just that Ling Yun had already stepped on the branches at the top of the tree in the fog, and with gravity and light skills exerted with all his might, the speed was so fast that even the figure couldn't see clearly.

In the blink of an eye, Ling Yun had already pounced in front of the youngest Shaolin elder, stretched out his palms, and slapped it towards the elder's chest.

The elder had already seen that the Lingyun people had not yet arrived, and the wind in his palm had already blown his beard hunting, and his heart was shocked, seeing that it was too late for Hei Suo to return to defense, he knew that he couldn't fight hard, so his mind moved, and he quickly made a gesture towards the other two elders.

The three of them had the same mind and immediately changed their moves. The three black cables no longer stabbed at Ling Yun, but stopped in place violently, and the three black ropes were quickly twisted together under the guidance of internal force.

Then the other two desperately pulled the black rope in front of him, and the black rope quickly retracted under the strong internal force, and when he pulled and shrank, the black rope was like a spring, pulling the Shaolin elder out of the tree hole when Ling Yun's palm power just touched his shirt.

And Lingyun's sharp palm wind hit the old pine tree, and the big pine tree in which the Shaolin elder was still shook more than once, and the pine needles on the tree fell one after another, like a torrential rain in mid-air.

It turned out that Ling Yun saw the situation and collected the internal force, and Lao Song actually didn't suffer much internal force.

This fight was extremely fast, and everyone in the field was dazzled, and their hearts were boiling.

Ling Yun retracted his palm, turned around, and saw the elder who had escaped from the tree hole standing between the other two old pines, gasping for breath and palpitating on his face.

If the palm just now was hit by Ling Yun, even if he didn't die, he would immediately lose his combat effectiveness.

Ling Yun didn't give the three of them a chance to breathe, and rubbed his body up, still staring at the youngest elder.

Seeing this, the young elder immediately floated back and vacated his position, and after Ling Yun stood still, the three black ropes blocked him at the same time, shaking but not attacking.

It turned out that the three elders saw that Ling Yun's offensive was too strong, so they immediately changed their moves, turned attack into defense, and the three black ropes all shrank in front of Ling Yun, entangled together, coiled into a circle shape, and kept turning, purely internal force to block Ling Yun out of the circle.

Ling Yun was blocked by the circle wall composed of three black cables, frowned, and rushed straight away with his internal force, wanting to break through the wall composed of black ropes with his pure internal force.

The moment Ling Yun's palms touched Hei Suo, he didn't expect the three elders' moves to change again.

I saw that the three black ropes were untied in an instant, dancing wildly in the wind, entwining Ling Yun's whole person, and tying them up firmly one by one, completely trapped in place.

Who expected this move to be just as Ling Yun expected, and he had already been on guard.

I saw that although Ling Yun's hands were tied, his hands were folded in front of his chest, and he didn't know when one end of the three black ropes had been pressed into the palm of his hand.

Feeling the temperature from Heisuo, it turned out to be a little cold and frozen, and Ling Yun was even more curious about the composition of Heisuo.

But this is not the time to study the black cord material.

Ling Yun grabbed the black rope, looked at the three Shaolin elders, shouted, mobilized the internal force of his whole body, and pressed towards the three elders through the black rope.

Seeing this, everyone in the audience also felt that Ling Yun seemed to be a little arrogant, although he had already heard that the teachings advocated Wuji's internal strength was extremely deep, but looking at the young man in his early twenties, where did he get the confidence to compete with the three Shaolin elders who had been practicing for many years?

The three elders on the other side were shocked. Feeling that Lingyun's pure internal force kept attacking, sharp and long, the three of them quickly put away their contempt, and also tried their best to use their internal strength to resist it.

Only Wei Yixiao had seen Ling Yun's situation in Wudang Mountain, and at this moment, when he saw the three elders competing with the sect leader for internal strength, he was secretly amused in his heart, and he felt that he had won the battle.

The internal force of the four people became more and more intense, and a faint cloud of water vapor gradually appeared above the heads of the three Shaolin elders, thinking that under the operation of the internal force of the whole body, the sweat was forced by the internal force and turned into steam.

It can be seen that the four of them have reached the critical moment of internal strength.

Everyone looked at the top of Ling Yun's head again, and there was also water vapor appearing, but it was straight, thin and long, gathering but not scattering, showing that he had deep internal strength, and he was even better than the three Shaolin elders.

Looking at Ling Yun's young face, the internal force was so deep, it was really incredible.