Sou! Sou!

The speed of the comers was extremely fast, and the rugged mountain road could not stop their pace, and they could reach Zhang Xu with one step at will, and in the blink of an eye, two people appeared in Song Mingjing's sight.

At the same time, Fang Shiyu and the others also followed Song Mingjing's gaze, and their pupils instantly dilated.

"Li Xiaohuan?!"

Hu Huiqian had the worst temperament, and when he saw one of them, he couldn't help but exclaim, and then reacted and hurriedly covered his mouth.

However, it was too late.

"Huh? Someone! ”

The two people who were running suddenly froze, and their cold eyes were cast into the forest.

One of the people who came was Li Xiaohuan, and the other was a spirited and burly old man, who was Li Xiaohuan's father, Li Bashan, a famous Wudang guest.

"It's you, Fang Shiyu!"

Li Xiaohuan locked on Fang Shiyu at a glance, just as the so-called enemy met, her eyes were extremely red, her face was intertwined with anger and hatred, and as soon as her body turned, she threw herself into the forest.

On that day, Fang Shiyu killed Lei Laohu in the ring, and after Li Xiaohuan arrived, he forced another ring battle with Fang Shiyu.

Li Xiaohuan hit Fang Shiyu's heart with a heart-piercing leg, and the latter fell to the ring with serious injuries on the spot.

Originally, with Li Xiaohuan's heart-piercing leg, Fang Shiyu would definitely die, but Fang Shiyu was a slippery ghost, and he hid the heart shield before he went up, so he was able to be injured but not die.

He took advantage of this to cheat his death and escaped, and came to Shaolin to learn art.

Months passed in the blink of an eye.

However, there is no impermeable wall in the world, and Li Xiaohuan finally learned the truth.

However, Li Xiaohuan knew that she went to Shaolin alone, and she would definitely not be pleased, so she went into battle with father and daughter and vowed to kill Fang Shiyu to avenge her blood hatred.

The two of them thought that they would inevitably fight with Shaolin this time, but they didn't expect to bump into Shang Shiyu and others outside this temple, and immediately the killing intent surged, and Li Bashan shouted angrily: "Fang Shiyu, you dare to pretend to be dead to fool us, I will break your body into ten thousand pieces!" ”

"Fang Shiyu, you can't escape today."

Li Xiaohuan's voice was cold.

Between breaths, Li Xiaohuan and Li Bashan rushed over, and they were already approaching.

Fang Shiyu and the others had a numb scalp and a sense of impending disaster.

In the past few months, their kung fu has made great progress, if it is just one Li Xiaohuan, whether it is Fang Shiyu or Hong Xiguan now, they can fight, but with one more Li Bashan, it will be purely an egg hitting a stone.

What's more, there is also an unknown friend or foe of Song Mingjing here.

Hong Xiguan's muscles tensed, and he raised his voice: "Li Xiaohuan, Shiyu has already been in the ring with you, and was almost killed by you, and the grievances are over, why do you have to work hard?" ”

"The grudge is over? Only when Fang Shiyu is completely dead can the grievances be settled! If you don't want to die, get out of the way! ”

Li Xiaohuan accelerated suddenly, exerted force under his feet, his body suddenly jumped up, and his feet brought up a fierce wind, and kicked Fang Shiyu fiercely.

Li Bashan is a famous martial arts master, famous in the rivers and lakes for many years, his most famous killer stunt is the "twelve consecutive legs", once displayed, the legs are linked, the move kills, and the rivers and lakes are shocked.

Li Xiaohuan, as Li Bashan's only daughter, although she is a woman, she has been taught by Li Bashan since she was a child, but she has also obtained the true inheritance, and her kung fu is very good.

Without waiting for Fang Shiyu to react, a strong force dragged him back, and the Sande monk stepped out, swinging out a move of "Arhat Demon Suppression", and his fist blasted out.

Boom!

The fists and legs intersected, and a dull sound erupted, and the Sande monk's body shook, and he took a step backwards suddenly, and his feet sank into the dirt.

Li Xiaohuan was shocked and flew several meters sideways, landing unsteadily, and almost fell.

"Senior Brother Sande, good kung fu!"

Hu Huiqian applauded again and again, Fang Shiyu and Hong Xiguan also looked at Sande in surprise, they are such senior brothers who are not in shape on weekdays, and they look lazy and lazy, and now Fang is the first time to show martial arts, and they are impressed.

"Shiyu, Xiguan, Huiqian, you go first, I'll stop them."

The Sande monk's face was as calm as water, his fist was withdrawn to his chest, and he cast a Buddha name: "Amitabha!" ”

Li Bashan hugged Li Xiaohuan, his eyes fell on Sande, and he snorted coldly: "Stinky monk, don't you want to die?" ”

The monk Sande clasped his hands together and lowered his eyes: "Master Li, you have to be forgiving and forgiving!" ”

"I, Li Bashan, only believe in revenge and revenge, and revenge with grievances, if I believe in your Buddhism, I won't tear my face with the best in the first place!"

Li Bashan snorted coldly, stepped on a swift pace, and arrived in front of Sande in an instant.

"Since you, a monk, want to stand up for them, then the old man will send you to see Xitian Rulai first!"

As he spoke, Li Bashan flipped his palms, wrapped in fierce strength, and struck straight towards Sande.

Li Bashan became famous in martial arts with twelve consecutive legs, but as a veteran of Wudang, he naturally knew the rest of his kung fu, and for him, he would not use his skills to deal with a few juniors.

Sande's hands opened, his knuckles "crackled", and he embraced him, and he mustered up all his strength to meet Li Bashan's palms.

"Luohan hugging the moon? Luohan Boxing? Hmph, the old man is more familiar with training than you! ”

Li Bashan was extremely disdainful.

He was also a disciple of Xingyin Zen Master in the past, and he was involved in the martial arts of the 36th room of Southern Shaolin, and when it comes to the proficiency of Luohan Boxing, he may still be above the three virtues.

Of course, now that he is an old man in Wudang, he will naturally not win with Shaolin martial arts, and his palm momentum has changed, and he has suddenly become majestic and condensed, colliding with the air current, bringing a violent sound, like a howling wind and a thunderbolt.

"Wudang mixed yuan palm?"

Song Mingjing chuckled and recognized Li Bashan's martial arts at a glance.

Wudang is one of the Taishan Beidou in the martial arts, no matter the fist and sword, all kinds of stunts, there is no shortage of everything.

In terms of palm technique alone, there are two kinds of things that Song Mingjing is most proficient in, one is Taiyi Mianzhang, and the other is this mixed yuan palm.

Since Li Bashan, Li Xiaohuan's father and daughter appeared, he has become an idler in the field, and simply transformed himself into a state of watching a play.

The six disciples of Xingyin Zen Master belong to Li Bashan and Feng Daodao, but this is compared with Zhishan, Wumei, Baimei, and Miao Xian, compared with ordinary Jianghu people, Feng Daodao, and Li Bashan are also first-class masters in martial arts.

Li Bashan's internal strength is hidden in the palm of his hand, destroying his palm like the wind, containing the power of opening the stele and cracking the stone, where can the three virtues contend with? Just exchanged a few moves, and Sande was forced to retreat again and again.

Although Sande let Fang Shiyu and the three of them leave, the three of them are extremely righteous, where are they willing to listen? Seeing that Sande was not enough, he shouted: "Senior Brother Sande, let's help you." ”

Hong Xiguan and Hu Huiqian immediately rushed forward, but Fang Shiyu was intercepted by Li Xiaohuan, who was full of murderous face, and they were inseparable for a while, their fists and feet collided with each other, and their energy exploded one after another.

However, after all, the gap between Sande and others and Li Bashan is too big, even if there are more Hong Xiguan and Hu Huiqian's help, they still only barely hold on for a few more breaths, and Sande was slapped by Li Bashan and fell to the ground, his face turned pale.

He stood up strongly, wiped a wisp of blood from the corner of his mouth, his body was still a little shaky, and he was about to rush forward again, when he suddenly heard Song Mingjing laugh and groan: "Monk, how about we make a deal?" ”