The old monk in the middle looked at the two people in the battle, his eyes flashed, and he said, "Amitabha! Huineng, where is this benefactor from? Why did you break into my Vajra Temple?"

A young disciple next to him immediately stepped forward and told the abbot about the night wind breaking into the Vajra Temple and killing Damu and said sadly and indignantly: "Abbot, this kid is arrogant and deceiving no one in our temple, and please ask the abbot not to let him go, otherwise the prestige of our Vajra Temple for thousands of years will be ruined!"

"What! You said that Damu's nephew has passed away, and he was killed by this kid?" asked a slightly chubby old monk beside the abbot with his eyes suddenly widened and disbelief.

"Uncle Hui's words, this is the right thing!" said Hui Neng with a sad face.

"No way, I don't believe it. The old monk said, the figure flashed and thought about the pagoda, and after a while, the pagoda immediately let out a sad scream.

"Amitabha!" the old monk recited the Buddha's name softly, and the four old monks beside him also looked sad, and said: "Abbot! It seems that our King Kong Temple is not powerful, and some crumbs have also ridden on our heads, and please ask the abbot to give an order to kill this son!"

"Please also ask the abbot to give the order to kill this son!" the other three old monks also responded with sad expressions.

"Please also ask the abbot to give an order. Kill this son!" At this time, many disciples also clasped their palms together.

Suddenly, a sad atmosphere continued to rise in the hearts of everyone, and the monks had grief and indignation on their faces.

"Amitabha!" The old monk took a deep breath and said: "Originally, it was a grievance that should be resolved, but after all, the Buddha also has fire, since this son disregards the prestige of my temple, breaks into my temple gate, and kills my disciple, then I can only forgive the old man for acting vainly, and give the order to go down, block the temple gate, and kill this son!"

"Yes!

With the order of the old monk, all of a sudden, countless disciples began to take action.

"Boy, give the old monk a life!"

A sad and indignant voice suddenly sounded out of thin air, and a figure rushed out of the pagoda, and his body suddenly jumped vertically, rushing towards the two people who were fighting.

At this time, the night wind was fighting with the old monk, and suddenly heard a voice behind him, and then a figure suddenly carried boundless anger, and the palm wind whistled towards the back of the night wind.

The night wind suddenly flashed, avoiding the palm wind of the comer, turning his fists into the wind, and striking out behind him with a punch.

"Boom!"

With a strong wind, the three of them staggered.

Night Wind looked up at the two people opposite, stretched out his hand to wipe the blood on the corner of his mouth, and suddenly looked up to the sky and laughed: "Hahahahahahahaha! I didn't expect Qiao to be able to fight two masters of the same level today, it's really happy, since that's the case, then I'll forgive Qiao for offending!"

Every laugh made everyone's ears buzz in the courtyard, and they were so upset that they had to force themselves to compose. And some of the weaker disciples who were closer to him were so shocked by the man's earth-shattering laughter that their ear drums seemed to burst, their brains were dizzy, their internal organs were rolling, and they couldn't help but turn around and vomit out all the food they had eaten that night.

"Boy, since you dare to kill my nephew, then the old man will also send you back to the west today, and pay for your life with the old man and nephew!" The chubby old monk's eyes flashed with anger and said, when he said "return to the west", his body flashed suddenly, and his palms fell towards the top of the night wind's head with a masculine palm force, and the old monk next to him also followed, a pair of fleshy palms turned into a thousand hands Guanyin, falling towards the night wind.

At this time, the night wind faced the two masters of the same level, and no longer dared to be careless, and with a push of his palms, a dragon groan suddenly sounded, and he greeted the two of them.

The battle of the three of them was suddenly inextricably solved, and the eighteen palms of the dragon descended out, with the power of the most yang zhigang, turned into flying dragons, and slapped towards the palm wind of the two.

"Boom, boom, boom!"

The battle of the peerless master is rare to see, and the battle of the three of them at this time is even more exciting, countless palm techniques are used in the hands of the three people, and they have simplified the complex, with the power of artistic conception, making the surrounding disciples dizzy.

The three figures fought faster and faster, and soon turned into three tornadoes intertwined, and the winds were wanton, destroying the surrounding bluestone ground, turning into debris and scattering with the wind.

"Boy, take a finger from the old man!"

Seeing that the two of them had worked together to tie with the night wind, the chubby monk suddenly became angry in his heart, and he shouted, his right index finger and middle finger lightly put together, and pointed out towards the night wind.

"Fingers?"

Night Wind was shocked, from the other party's fingers, Night Wind knew that the other party's cultivation was Shaolin's Flower Finger, he laughed at himself and was proud of the world's Vulture Palace, which had obtained more than a dozen remnants of Shaolin's seventy-two stunt cheats, among which was the Flower Finger, Shaolin Temple's seventy-two stunts can be famous, naturally not simply touted.

A talented Shaolin disciple, if he is fortunate enough to choose two or three internal and external martial arts in the seventy-two stunts when he is a teenager, if he has practiced hard and made progress bravely, he will be able to truly complete one or two stunts in about fifteen years, and reach the level of a first-class master in the rivers and lakes at the age of twenty-five.

At this level, there is little hope that you will be able to comprehend the three treasures of 'heaven', 'earth' and 'man', unite your spirit and spirit, sense the innate qi, and finally achieve the innate master, that is, the peerless realm.

Night Wind looked at the other party's cultivation fingers, obviously has obtained the essence of it, and this old monk has opened up the main acupoints around his body, the internal force travels all over the body, and a spirit is faintly connected to heaven and earth, and has entered the innate realm, a monk like him, Night Wind saw two in a blink of an eye, which shows that the King Kong Temple has a profound heritage, and it is by no means comparable to ordinary martial arts sects.

What's more, he still faintly felt in his divine consciousness that the foundation of the King Kong Temple was more than that, and the few old monks next to him were not simple, it can be seen that there were five masters who were no less than the two in front of him, and the old monk among them was the most, the night wind couldn't feel any breath on his body, it was estimated that it should be the late stage of the peerless world, thinking of this, his heart was even more cold, and he didn't dare to slack off.

"I have long heard of the name of Shaolin's 'flower finger' stunt, I don't want to think that there are people in King Kong Temple, today Qiao wants to see whether the flower finger is powerful or my yang finger is powerful!" said his left hand flashed, turning his palm into a fist to resist the attack of the old monk, and the index finger of his right hand was also raised, and the three finger winds of the Yang Zhigang faced the three bullets of the old monk on the opposite side and pointed out three fingers at the same time, only to hear the three rings of the wave wave and the collision of the fingers. The old monk's body shook, and suddenly three blood arrows shot out of his chest, spurting several feet, and under the contest of two fingers, the old monk was defeated, and the three fingers of the night wind were in the chest, and he was injured by a sharp blade, and suddenly lost his combat effectiveness.

Seeing that the old monk was defeated by Night Wind in the blink of an eye, the old monk's heart sank, and his palms worked harder, falling towards Night Wind's body. He didn't understand why he was able to draw with the night wind just now, and the two of them also fought with the night wind, but in the blink of an eye, he was injured by the slightly fat old monk with the night wind's yang finger, this is simply impossible, is this kid still hidden?

Thinking about it, his hands were even more uncertain, trying hard to force out the hole cards of the night wind, intending to use all his strength to draw the attention of the night wind to the old monk.

At this time, the abbot master looked at the slightly chubby old monk and was injured under the fingers of the night wind in a blink of an eye, his eyes flashed, and he said to the two old monks beside him: "Two junior brothers, this is not the time to pay attention to the morality of the rivers and lakes, please also ask the two junior brothers to subdue demons!"

"Obey the abbot's decree!"

The two old monks put their hands together, bowed and said, their figures flashed, and they cooperated with the old monk to attack the night wind.

Of course, the night wind understands the old monk's intentions, but he understands it, but the night wind is unwilling to let go of this great opportunity, Ling Bo took a slight step, and suddenly his figure was like the wind, and in a blink of an eye, he turned into a remnant of the Dao, dodging the attack of the old monk, and turned around, shooting out towards the slightly chubby old monk again.

Seeing that the old monk was about to die under the fingers of the night wind, the two palm winds were instantly interspersed, and directly took the finger wind of the night wind, the two old monks with ruddy faces snorted lightly, one of them took the slightly chubby old monk and retreated instantly, and the figure of the remaining old monk flashed, and his palms turned into the power of Dao King Kong, and shot towards the figure of the night wind.

In the blink of an eye, there were seventy-seven forty-nine palm shadows, the night wind stepped on Ling Bo slightly, and the figure continued to shuttle between the two, the body suddenly verticalized, flew up, and was in the air, with both palms flipped, a dragon groan seemed to come from the sky, and the two palms weathered into Dao Dao Dao Flying Dragons shrouded down towards the two old monks.

With a gust of wind that seemed to be substantial, under the artistic conception, the two old monks' faces suddenly changed, and they exerted all their strength, like angry King Kong, shouted, and greeted the palm wind of the night breeze with both palms.

"Kanglong has regrets!"

Indestructible, with the palm power of Zhiyang Zhigang, the palm power of the two monks was destroyed in an instant, and the two of them suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood and stepped back.

The night wind's body moved, followed by it, and the palms again sent out to the chests of the two of them, seeing that the two were about to be killed by the night wind, a sharp palm wind came from behind them, and the night wind secretly said a pity, his body flashed, dodging the sneak attack of the palms, the fingertips bent, and a finger wind with a strong gang wind, towards the eyes of the old monk behind.

The old monk was shocked, and immediately retreated, just now the old monk of the night wind's finger power was seen with his own eyes, the power was even more powerful than Shaolin's flower finger, how dare he take it hard, so he had to retreat.

At the moment when the old monk retreated, the night wind suddenly accelerated, and his palm suddenly changed, like peach blossoms blooming, with a dreamlike artistic conception towards the old monk's body.

The old monk had just dodged the power of the finger wind, and before he could rejoice, he was confused by the palm shadow of the night wind, but as a peerless realm master, how could he be an idle person, seeing that the palm shadow was about to die

Take a deep breath and stand in a lunge with your arms stretched out in front of you. Turning his palms into fists, the fist wind roared, and the moment his fist just touched the palms of Night Wind, he quickly retracted in order to remove part of the power from Night Wind's palms. Then, after shrinking his palms back two feet, his arms tensed, and he exerted his force forward, and let out a loud "phew" in his mouth.

Click!" The green bricks under his feet shattered, and the speed of the night wind palm slowed down slightly, but it did not decrease, and continued to shoot forward along the old monk. At this time, the two old monks behind him also arrived, and they all shouted loudly, sneaking up from behind the night wind.

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