The end is not only the person with the highest rank in Shaolin, but also the person with the highest martial arts, so to speak, it is a myth in the eyes of Shaolin monks. In their opinion, if you finish and take action in person, can't you deal with a mere dog official? It's definitely a sure thing!

As long as the dog official is taken down and the West Factory is eradicated, who would dare to be the enemy of Shaolin? It is also a good opportunity to take this opportunity to dominate the martial arts......

In the eyes of Likong and the others, even if Ye Jun was a great grandmaster, he would be able to kill him in a quarter of an hour at most.

However, the results on the second floor were quick and unexpected to everyone.

Bang!

I only heard a bang from the second floor!

Immediately, the wall exploded, and a gray figure flew upside down from the second floor, smashing into the West Lake like a cannonball.

"Uncle Shi won, that dog officer is really vulnerable!" A monk shouted excitedly.

However, a monk next to him was stunned and said, "That seems to be Uncle Jie's clothes!" ”

The Shaolin monks were stunned.

The monks were suspicious of hallucinations in their eyes, and they couldn't believe it. It's over, that's the first master of Shaolin, thirty years ago, he was a great grandmaster and a strong man, not to mention the strongest in martial arts, he can definitely rank in the top three, how can he lose? And lost so quickly?

"Finish up Senior Brother!" screamed in the air, desperately shook the stone through the sky, and rushed out.

However, another figure was faster, blocking his path in the blink of an eye.

"Dog officer, is that you? Just in time! Seeing that the person who came from the sky was Ye Jun, he was shocked and angry, and all his palms were slammed out.

Boom!

Another sound like the roar of an ancient bell rang out.

Ye Jun is as steady as Mount Tai, and he does not move.

Seeing that the other party showed a ghost-like expression, he waved his hand and flicked it, and it was clanging again, and sneered: "Shaolin is nothing more than that, a great grandmaster-level skill is placed on you but can't make the best use of it, one can't benefit the people, and the other can't hoe the strong and help the weak to support justice, it's just a waste, these skills are better to become mine!" ”

After saying that, Ye Jun grabbed it with his big hand and clasped the empty neck.

In an instant, an extremely strong suction force came out of thin air, rolling the surrounding air into a huge cyclone.

Yue Buqun, Yuhuatian and the others shook for a while, and they were almost sucked over. Only Brother Dog's body trembled, and his feet seemed to be rooted.

"It's the Dafa of Absorbing Stars, this demon is sucking Uncle Kong's martial arts!" The monks were shocked and angry, and they killed one after another. But how could Yue Buqun and the others sit idly by?

These Shaolin monks are not weak in martial arts, and there are more than a dozen grandmasters.

With this power, placed in the rivers and lakes, it can definitely block and kill gods, and Buddhas can block and kill Buddhas. There is no sect in the world that can find so many grandmasters.

It can be said that Shaolin has been inherited for thousands of years, and the masters in the temple may not be the strongest in martial arts, but they are definitely the most martial arts.

However, even if there are so many grandmasters and masters who have encountered the West Factory, it is not enough to see.

Today's West Factory has integrated the entire martial arts, although there are not many grandmasters, but there are many first-class and second-rate masters. Even ten people besieging one monk is more than enough.

More than a dozen first-class second-rate players rushed up, and even the grandmaster had to run away.

In one shot, several weaker monks were slashed to the ground by swords and chopped into meat paste!

"Don't kill them all!"

Yu Huatian sneered: "Stop them, don't kill them all, don't waste all your skills." ”

Yu Huatian's one-handed sword technique to ward off evil spirits has been perfected, and it is easy to stop a grandmaster. Not to mention Yue Buqun next to him, he is a master of the grandmaster, after cultivating the sword technique to ward off evil spirits, his strength catches up with the great master, it can be said that except for the two great grandmasters in Shaolin, I am afraid that no one can beat Yue Buqun.

Every time Yue Buqun swung his sword, he could bring up a piece of blood light. was besieged by four or five Shaolin grandmasters, and he was not weak, and he was able to leave a few wounds on the enemy from time to time with his strange sword moves.

In a moment, the energy of Ye Jun's hand seemed to be drained, the skin on his face became saggy, and his eyelids drooped, as if he was dozens of years old. It is true that the age of the empty is not small, just because of the profound martial arts, he looks young, but now that his skills have been sucked dry, he immediately appears in his original form, and he is even much older than ordinary people who are seventy or eighty years old.

Throwing the empty space aside, Ye Jun looked up to the sky and laughed wildly, and with a big hand, the two monks fell into his hands.

He lost all his strength, like a half-dead old dog, lying on the ground, panting roughly, seeing that the monks were absorbed one by one, his eyes were as violent as dead fish.

I have to say that the Dafa of absorbing Gong is indeed evil, and in just a short moment, it has absorbed the internal strength of a great master and several grandmasters, and there is no discomfort at all. No wonder Zhu ignored the internal force that could absorb more than 200 martial arts masters in a short period of time.

Although the rest of them are not even grandmasters, they are better than nothing.

Ye Jun sucked up the internal force of the last monk, threw it away, and said, "Watch them, don't let them die." These monks usually coax the people of the world one by one, collect the fat and ointment of the people, but do not do anything to benefit the people, and turn around and send them all to labor reform. Didn't the invasion of the Japanese destroy many farms? Let them move the bricks and repair them! ”

After speaking, Ye Jun walked towards the West Lake.

Yuhuatian instructed a few people from the West Factory to watch the Shaolin monks, and they also followed, Yue Buqun, Brother Dog and other masters all followed.

In the West Lake, there is another one!

End!

Just after the battle, Ye Jun also knew the strength of the end, if the two wanted to fight, I am afraid that it would be difficult to distinguish the winner in a short time. Therefore, he deliberately showed weakness to the enemy and lured him into close quarters. In hand-to-hand combat, what martial arts function can compare to King Kong's magic skills? Therefore, with just one punch, Ye Jun seriously injured him.

However, Ye Jun didn't believe that this old monk died so easily!

The beautiful scenery of the West Lake, the green willows are like smoke, Ye Jun stands on the broken bridge, his eyes sweep around, observing every move, and any wind and grass on the lake can not hide from his eyes.

In normal times, the great grandmaster would have no problem lurking under the water for half an hour, but just with a punch, Ye Jun hit the closed dantian, and at this moment, even if the closed dantian was not abolished, it was really chaotic, hidden in the water, and his breath was unstable, which was to kill himself.

Suddenly, a burst of bubbles rose on the surface of the water.

Here it comes!

See how long you can hide!

Yuhuatian and Yue Buqun immediately surrounded him with a group of masters.

Dozens of people with weapons in their hands, just waiting for the old turtle under the water to emerge!

Suddenly, the water surface rolled, and a column of water rose into the sky, and then, a figure broke through the water, mixed with a wanton and arrogant laughter: "It's been ten years, this sect leader has finally gotten out of trouble, the world is big, where can't I go?" ”

The voice may not be, but suddenly I feel that the top of my head is dark.

When the man looked up, he saw a fishing net fall out of thin air, covering it tightly.