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Fist Intent!

This is the fist intent that Su Zhong pondered for a long time but had no clue. He had comprehended the sword intent in a daze, but after so much time, he had never succeeded in entering that realm. Walking the rivers and lakes, Su Zhong has also seen many similar moves. He already has a certain understanding of sword intent and fist intent. That's the power that comes after the qualitative change of the spirit. Although he understands the essence of sword intent and fist intent, it is not easy to succeed in cultivation. Su Chong has been groping for so many years, but there is still no progress. I didn't expect the old monk to be able to use it freely!

Although Su Chong failed to cultivate the sword intent. But his mental power is so strong. Although the old monk's fist intent made him in a trance, he broke free in an instant. The eyes were sharp.

No definite move!

Su Zhong reached out with one hand, and suddenly the shadow of his hand filled the sky, densely crowding the space in front of him.

Bang bang bang......

Chiba hands and amorphous hands collide. Suddenly there was a rolling sound like thunder in the air. The wave of qi generated at the place of exchange instantly squatted the old man on the second floor of the Scripture Pavilion.

At this time, the patrolling warrior monks guarding the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion did not know that something had happened. His face changed greatly, and he lifted the convenient shovel and eyebrow stick, and quickly rushed to the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion.

Rumble!

Before they could get closer, the window of the Scripture Pavilion burst open. The windows were broken pieces of wood, along with pieces of shredded scriptures, floating in the air. A group of patrolling warrior monks were stunned, it was the Hidden Scripture Pavilion! It's a Shaolin stunt hidden inside, and it's been destroyed so far!

Everyone was furious, staring fiercely at the two figures who rushed out of the Hidden Scripture Pavilion.

But when they looked over, they were suddenly shocked in their hearts, where was there someone in their eyes, there were only two black shadows as fast as lightning. The black shadows kept colliding, and each collision made a rolling whistling sound. The sound was even louder than the morning bell of Shaolin Temple, spreading far away, shaking their ears numb.

And the moves of the two are extremely strange, just by looking at them twice, everyone feels dizzy. Immediately knew that the two of them were powerful. Before they could dodge, there was a thud, and the ground cracked like a spider's web. The two black clothes still pounced into the mountain like cheetahs, rushing all the way towards the Shaolin Gate.

"My lord, what?" General Wang frowned and looked at Tong Dutong, shocked in his heart. After a roar, it was like thunder rolling in the sky. Unexpectedly, it was getting louder and louder, and it was constantly approaching here. What the hell is it that can make such a noise? This kind of roar can only be so powerful when tens of thousands of people march on the battlefield. Could it be that these bald asses are still hiding their means?!

Tong Dutong ignored General Wang's question, and instead looked at Xuan Ci with a cold face: "You are very good, really good!" actually hid such a big master. ”

He asked himself about martial arts decisions, the innate peak, even if he is not invincible in the world, but he is also a master. But just by listening to the constant muffled sounds, you know that it is a fierce enemy. If this person wants to hide his breath and do something, no one can stop him. And if the other party sneaks into the palace? That......

Thinking of this, Tong Dutong's eyes flickered with a cold light. He doesn't have a good impression of the gangs in the rivers and lakes, Shaolin has been able to exist safely for so long, and naturally has a tacit understanding with the government. But at this moment, there was an existence hidden enough to threaten the official family, and Tong Dutong was murderous in his heart.

With a roll of his eyes, he glanced at the army's armor-piercing crossbows densely packed in the forest, and smiled coldly. The reason why he came with a crossbow this time was to deter those innate masters. The innate qi protects the body, and it is difficult for ordinary swords to cut it at all. Expecting ordinary soldiers to kill those innate masters is tantamount to a dream. But under this kind of armor-piercing crossbow, even innate masters have to be hated! Originally, it was just a hole card, but now it seems that this preparation is too right, but I didn't expect the Shaolin Temple to hide the old monster.

may be on par with this old monster, who is the other party?

Tong Dutong was puzzled in his heart, and was suddenly shocked, could it be the blood-clothed demon?! He was immediately shocked.

"I really didn't expect you to keep a back hand." Murong Fu's figure flashed back to Xuan Ci's side, staring at Xuan Ci with a cold gaze.

Xuan Ci's face remained unchanged, but his heart was at a loss. He grew up in Shaolin, and since taking over the position of abbot, Shaolin has no secrets for him. But he never knew that Shaolin still hid such a big master!

Thinking that Xiao Yuanshan had also stolen the cheats under his nose before, and now there was a peerless master running out. Xuan Ci was full of anger, when Shaolin is a place, can you come and leave as much as you want!

But he really didn't know who the other party was.

Xuan Ci's eyes turned and looked at Xiao Feng's father and son who were surrounded in the center of the Luohan Array, his eyes were cold and abnormal. No matter who those two peerless masters were, he couldn't make any decisions until the situation was clear. But one thing Xuan Ci is very clear, as Xiao Yuanshan, who stole the martial arts secrets of Shaolin Temple, he must not let go!

"Junior brothers, Xiao Yuanshan stole my Shaolin cheats, the crime is extremely heinous, and I hope you will do your best to make a move, be sure to leave each other." Xuan Ci didn't care about the louder and louder roar in the temple, and he didn't pay attention to the officers and soldiers surrounding him and the others, and looked at Xiao Yuanshan with a pair of eyes without emotion.

Monks, you look at me, I look at you. The look of hesitation faded away. Xuan Ci has been the abbot for decades, and his majesty is profound. Over the years, Shaolin has not only maintained its own strength, but even faintly increased. Regardless of whether Xuan Ci's personal character is really at a loss, as the host of Shaolin, he has never failed to take responsibility. The monks had always believed in him.

"Command!" One hundred and eight elite warrior monks suddenly burst into applause, slammed the Qi Mei stick in their hands, and suddenly rolled up a puff of smoke and dust.

"Is this old monk sick in the head?" General Wang was puzzled.

Commander Tong sneered: "Sick in the brain? He's not sick. On the contrary, it is also smart tight. No matter what those two masters are, as long as they kill Xiao Yuanshan, there is no risk of Shaolin Seventy-two stunts being passed on. Compared with the two uncontrollable masters, preserving the Shaolin inheritance is obviously the current priority. This old bald donkey is shrewd. ”

General Wang knows that he can do the best he can with limited conditions, and this old monk is indeed shrewd. "But he's not afraid of those two monsters?"

The mockery on Commander Tong's face became even stronger: "Haven't you heard this sentence when the sky falls?" ”

General Wang immediately changed color: "This old bald donkey wants us to block the arrows?" ”

"Don't stop the arrows. This is the place where we are the most numerous, and the most powerful. Once there was a conflict with those two monsters. It's bound to be a lose-lose situation. He's a good plan! ”

"Dead bald donkey!" Wang Jinjun couldn't help but scold angrily.

"Arhat subdued the demon!"

Once the one hundred and eight warrior monks operated the formation, they immediately had the same thoughts. didn't care how chaotic the face was, and attacked Xiao Yuanshan's father and son wholeheartedly.

Xiao Feng's dragon palm was domineering and fierce, and the Dao Golden Dragon was constantly leaping. But the Arhat Array is like a cage, he struggles so much, the cage is bigger, and when his strength becomes smaller, the cage immediately closes. No matter how much he struggled, he couldn't break out.

Not only that, but with the passage of time, his internal qi had begun to weaken. Xiao Feng was anxious, he finally found his biological father today, is he going to die here?

"Feng'er, it was for your father who harmed you. Listen, I'll explode all my internal strength and try to open a path for you. One, you must get out alive! Xiao Yuanshan's eyes stared at Xiao Feng, his eyes full of reluctance. He had observed Xiao Feng from a distance more than once, but it was the first time for him to face it so closely, but it was also the last time.

"I don't agree with that. Where can I let my father save his life! Xiao Feng was furious: "Xuan Ci, Xiao Feng thanks Shaolin for his kindness." But the revenge of killing the mother has to be avenged, even if you give up your life, you have to pull your back! His eyes were full of resolute pride. Never leave a hand again. Slapped the warrior monks around him.

When he landed, several warrior monks were smashed out by his fierce palm.

Xiao Yuanshan laughed: "It's worthy of me!" "I don't mention the breakthrough anymore, and the shots are getting more and more ruthless.

Xuan Ci looked at the warrior monks who were constantly suffering casualties, and there was no sadness or joy in his eyes.

"Senior brother abbot, if this continues, the monks will suffer heavy casualties. But how is it good? "Xuan Lonely is not without worry. Xiao Feng was so powerful that his disciples fell to the ground one by one, and his heart was like a drop of blood. That's a warrior monk that Shaolin painstakingly cultivated.

"Warrior monks can practice again, but if the inheritance is lost, the foundation is gone, and it is a big deal." Xuan Ci was unmoved, indifferent and abnormal. He doesn't care about anything anymore, he just wants to cut off Xiao Yuanshan, the source of the leakage of the secret book, and keep the Shaolin inheritance! Compared with the signboard of Shaolin, the life of the warrior monk, or even his own life, everything is not important!

Rumble!

A thunderclap rose to the ground.

Two black shadows fell from the sky. The huge platform outside the mountain gate of Shaolin Temple is all paved with large pieces of bluestone, but at this moment it suddenly sinks into a bowl, and countless cracks spread out from the depression.

The person who originally stood in the depression, whether it was a Shaolin warrior monk or a kind of Jianghu warrior. was immediately hit by an invisible fluctuation, and instantly crushed the strange flesh mud. The whole ground turned blood-red and fishy.

"Old monk, you are looking for death!" Su Chong's face was hideous, one arm was bloody and fleshy, and Sensen's white bones were exposed in the air. But the strange thing is that the flesh and blood are constantly wriggling like insects, growing and healing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"The donor is a good means." The sweeping monk was also sad, his chest clothes were torn, and he was directly dented into a deep pit, and he was almost pierced. But with the old monk coughing a few times, the deep pit was slowly bulging and recovering.

Su Chong's pupils shrank: "I didn't expect that the old monk's body had also been practiced to the innate level." ”

The three elders of Xiaoyao have profound skills, and the methods of combining wonderful exercises are weird. Just like Wu Xingyun, he was able to forcibly use the power of the sun and moon. It's infinitely close to innate. But it's only close, not really congenital after all.

And the old monk in front of him, whose chest was almost pierced, recovered quickly in just a few breaths. Apparently it has advanced to the innate.

The sweeping monk was still kind and kind, as if the ferocious injury was not painful at all: "It's not as bad as the donor's golden body." His eyes were full of admiration. As early as when Su Chong was cultivating Luohan Boxing, he had observed Su Chong. Aware of the unity of Su Chong's essence and spirit, he fused his innate qi to refine his body. At that time, he had already thought that Su Chong might cultivate into King Kong. Just like himself, as long as it is not a great fatal injury, he will not be able to die at all.

But he never expected that Su Chong would create the True Skill of the Six Realms by himself, give up his internal qi together, and concentrate on refining his body. Just now, he attacked with all his strength with his own strong inner family's true qi, but he was resisted by Su Chong's body, and he even had a draw with him!