Night Wind suddenly felt a pain in his chest, the true qi in his body was out of control in an instant, a mouthful of blood gushed out, he swallowed it endurically, his eyes were full of murderous intent, he stood up and walked out of the hole.

I saw a tall and handsome monk, standing leisurely on the snow, standing with his hands in his hands, wearing a white robe, showing a peerless posture.

Ye Feng knew that it should be the old monk Damu who spoke just now, if he hadn't known from the records of the Tianshan Sect that Damu was already in his sixties, I am afraid he would not have thought that he would look so young and handsome, but only about thirty.

The figure is slender and dashing. The nose is slightly upturned, giving it a very individual, with the curvature of the upper lip and the curve of the lower lip. It also sets off an indescribable charm, with his slender face looks very good-looking, in the sun a leisurely look, although looking into the distance, but there is a kind of compassion on his face beyond the worldly light, the demeanor does not seem grandiose, but looks extremely natural.

Hearing the sound of footsteps, he slowly turned his head, looked at the night breeze, his deep eyes lit up slightly, and he said with an unfathomable gaze: "Amitabha! It is the sin of the little monk, I don't know that the night donor is here to heal! Please forgive the donor!"

The faint voice seems to carry a rhythmic Zen sound, and there is a quiet and peaceful atmosphere, as if it will drive away people's troubles in an instant.

Night Wind secretly took a breath of cool air, and glanced at Tamu with his eyes, but he was horrified in his heart, although he didn't know what the Vajra Temple wanted, but just sending Tamu, who was already at the pinnacle, was probably already paying attention to him.

Slowly collected his thoughts, and Ye Feng's handsome eyes flashed with cold light and said, "I don't know what the master's intention is to come to find Yemou?"

"Amitabha!" Damu clasped his hands together and recited a Buddha horn and said: "I have long heard that there is a young handsome man on the rivers and lakes, and Damu came this time in the hope that the donor can visit this temple." As he spoke, his eyes lowered slightly, and there was indifference in his eyes.

Of course, Ye Feng understood what he meant, his hands were slightly clenched, and he said coldly: "Then the master is not afraid that my Huashan will not succeed in the war with the King Kong Temple?"

Damu smiled slightly, as if the fragrance of flowers was everywhere in an instant between heaven and earth, and said with a gentle face: "The donor is serious, although my King Kong Temple is not as good as Shaolin, it is not comparable to Huashan, and the little monk is to invite the donor to visit the King Kong Temple, but he is not imprisoned in the donor, so it is not ridiculous to say that the war is started?"

Night Wind was suddenly photographed by Damu's smile, fortunately, his divine sense was powerful and powerful beyond Damu, but he recovered in the blink of an eye, although he was shocked, but on the surface, he said, "What if Ye Mou is unwilling?"

It is rumored in the rivers and lakes that although the King Kong Temple is only the end of the ten major forces in the rivers and lakes, but it is extremely weird, and the legend of the King Kong Temple has an extremely powerful exercise called "Pudu Zen Sutra", which can not only cultivate spiritual power, but also can even transform some people who are not strong in the rivers and lakes, and it is extremely terrifying.

Although the night wind doesn't know whether it's true or not, since there is such a statement, it shows that the King Kong Temple is not as simple as it seems, not to mention that it can confront the Tianshan faction for a hundred years, if it does not have the same strength as the Tianshan faction, how can it be like this.

"Amitabha!" Damu said with his palms slightly: "Why should the night benefactor be so unwise? If the night benefactor is not injured, the little monk may not be able to treat the benefactor yet, but now I am afraid that I will be offended!"

Night Wind's eyes froze, and he sneered slightly: "Then why don't you give it a try?"

Before the words fell, a slender white cane slapped leisurely, which seemed to be extremely slow, but it had a feeling that people couldn't avoid it, but it completely closed the way of the night wind.

The night wind snorted coldly, turned his hands into fists, and greeted him.

"Bang"

The fists and palms intersected, and a huge energy centered on the junction and dispersed in all directions, and for a while, the surrounding snow drifted into the sky.

Night Wind's face suddenly turned pale, and he took three steps back, enduring the taste of blood in his mouth, and the blood from the corners of his mouth flowed down.

Damu didn't move at all, but his shoulders shook slightly.

"Okay! Sure enough, he is worthy of being a swordsman in white, and he can still receive a palm from a little monk even if he is injured, which is really impressive, but I don't know how many palms the night donor can take!"

As he spoke, Damu flipped his palms again and shrouded him down towards the night wind.

Although the night wind was seriously injured, he was not worried about Damu at all, but he was also surprised by his palm, when the fists and palms intersected just now, there was a force of seven consecutive strands from the opponent's palm, although relying on the wonder of the Zixia True Scripture, he blocked six strands in a row, but he was also caught off guard by the last force, and was invaded by the opponent's strength, and the injury was aggravated, but at the same time, the original residual true qi in the body was dispersed, and the true qi that could have been expelled for nearly a month instantly melted into one with his own true qi.

In this way, Night Wind doesn't know whether it is a gain or a loss, but although the injury has worsened, for him, there is no bond of true qi in his body, and he may not be Damu's opponent, but if he wants to escape, Damu can't keep him.

But as a great disciple of Huashan, since Damu dared to come and take advantage of the fire to rob, the night wind would not let him have a good time.

Thinking about it, seeing that his palms were about to fall, the night wind came out of the sword.

"Boom!"

A brilliant sword light rose instantly, like lightning, slashing towards Damu's palms, the corners of Damu's mouth showed a strange smile, his palms were closed, and then his body flashed, avoiding the long sword, approaching the night wind, and his body was fast, like a ghost.

The night wind sneered, although he was seriously injured, it was not something that Damu could despise, the long sword in his hand shook slightly, and suddenly the sword was sheng, and the latter came first, shrouding down towards Damu.

"Huh"

Damu was slightly surprised, his body remained unchanged, and his palms suddenly rushed towards the long sword.

Damu, who was supposed to be shrouded by the sword, instantly turned into ten thousand ways in his palm, and scattered the sword one by one, and then, his palms were closed, sandwiching the long sword of the night wind between his palms.

At the same time, Damu's body squatted slightly, and one foot was like a poisonous snake attacking the night wind.

Night Wind was shocked in his heart, he knew that Damu was deceiving him into internal injuries, and he didn't dare to use excessive internal force, sneered, gave up the long sword in his hand, and his body was stunned, and his palms were stretched out, raising like a butterfly wearing flowers, and flying through each other, one palm slapped towards Damu's door, and the other palm cut straight down to Damu's soles.

"Good!"

Damu was slightly excited in his heart, and when the soles of his feet were about to intersect, he immediately shrank slightly, dodged the palm that ushered in him, and stomped towards the ground, like a flying dragon soaring into the air, and the palms of the night wind also fell into the air.

The long sword was also drawn out by the night wind at the moment when Damu took off.

In the air, Damu's palms turned into an extremely venomous long snake, like a poisonous dragon coming out of a hole and falling towards the top of the night wind's head.