Guan Lin's sword power, the sword qi swept more than ten zhang, looking from a distance, a magnificent sword qi rushed straight to Mingxiao, all the way through countless Luantai Lingge, rushing to the sky. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Cutting !!"

With a sword slash, an attic in the distance turned into ashes in an instant.

This sword alone cost Guan Lin seventy percent of his strength. But the effect is also obvious, condensing his fourfold sword intent, a sword with seven successful powers, and hitting his strongest attack at the moment. Under this sword, the Murong father and son, who were originally ready to move, the sanctimonious Gu Mozhi, and many people in the rivers and lakes who were fishing in troubled waters, retreated one after another.

Terrible, simply terrible!

Is this still martial arts? Is it still possible to do it humanly?

For a long time――――

Xuan Ci crushed the Buddha beads in his hand fiercely, and muttered, "It's really incredible......"

Xuan Ci's words pulled everyone out of their stagnation. But no one spoke, and all eyes were focused on Guan Lin alone.

Guan Lin put away his sword and stood up, and said coldly: "I'm not interested in you, if you don't want to die, get out of me as soon as possible." ”

No one moved, and it wasn't until Guan Lin's eyes could see that those people retreated slightly, but they didn't leave immediately. Today, they came here at the invitation of Shaolin, and they believe that at this time, Shaolin, as the master, will definitely stand up.

Xuan Nan and the others glanced at each other, and Xuan Ci stood up again helplessly.

Although he heard a lot of legends about Guan Lin, he killed the four villains and killed Ding Chunqiu with a sword. One by one, each of them is so dazzling, so unbelievable. But after today's sword, no one questions it. Even. Faintly. In everyone's hearts, the words "the first in the world" appeared.

"Donor. They came to the alliance at the invitation of my Shaolin, and I hope that the little donor will look at Shaolin's face and not embarrass them. After Xuan Ci finished speaking, he looked at Guan Lin worriedly.

His psychology is really bottomless, Guan Lin is obviously on Qiao Feng's side, and his martial arts are so high, why should he give himself face. The golden sign of Shaolin, whether it works or not, is really hard to say this time.

Guan Lin smiled: "Okay." I'll give you this face. ”

Don't look at the face of the monk and look at the face of the Buddha, the thousand-year-old temple, Guan Lin still has to give this face. However, his gaze was the same as Qiao Feng's father and son, and he never left the mysterious black-robed old man beside Murong Fu. Anyone can let it go, but he can't!

At the moment when Guan Lin abolished him, the two of them were already an endless ending. Cutting the grass does not eradicate the roots, Guan Lin, who has turned over on this, will not make a second mistake.

Murong Bo, this guy who has been turned into a eunuch by Guan Lin. At this time, he retreated behind a few rows of people without a trace.

Seeing Guan Lin's fierce eyes, he didn't hesitate. Stamped your feet and flew away.

Murong Fu was stunned for a moment and shouted, "Uh, father! He hurriedly followed.

Seeing this, Qiao Feng couldn't bear it anymore.

"Dog thief, where to run!"

Qiao Feng's father and son also hurriedly followed,

After Guan Lin's guidance at the beginning, coupled with many days of inspection, it has been determined that the great villain who killed Qiao Feng's mother was Murong Bo. Seeing Murong father and son leaving one after another, that figure was no different from running away, Qiao Feng was even more angry, and above the sky, it was a palm.

This palm is naturally the eighteen palms of the dragon!

Flying dragon in the sky!

A golden dragon, with unparalleled might, swept away, and when it pierced the air, it brought out a huge wind, blowing all the people below without opening their eyes. Qiao Feng's eighteen dragon descending palms, the target is Murong Bo.

"Fight - Star Shift!"

Murong Bo was forced to stop, the blue and yellow colors on his arms flowed, and with a turn, he moved the eighteen palms of the dragon descending and changed his direction.

Guan Lin's eyes shrank, and he hurriedly rushed over.

"Damn it!"

If Guan Lin had planned to kill Murong Bo before, then he was even more determined at this moment and did not hesitate. The power of the eighteen palms of the dragon descending that turned was all pushed down by Murong Bo, if this palm was solid, I don't know how many innocents would be implicated.

"Mom, run!"

I don't know who shouted, and the people below reacted. But it was still too slow, this palm came from five zhang away, but it was just a short moment, with their light skills and skills, they couldn't let go of much distance at all. Under this force, they can only wait for death, can only sit and wait for death.

The rivers and lakes are so cruel. Without strength, you can only let the strong slaughter, and you have no power to resist.

"Are you really going to die?" Wang Dahan thought desperately. If he had known that this would be the case, he would have been too lazy to participate in this martial arts conference if he was killed, but he didn't expect to lose his life for the sake of a momentary excitement. Looking at the air waves that were getting closer and closer, he slowly closed his eyes. Perhaps, this is your own fate......

"Hey, why haven't I died?" As soon as the breath passed, he found that he was safe and sound, Wang Dahan opened his eyes, only to see a figure that was not tall, blocking in front of everyone, and a huge Tai Chi pattern slowly rotated, dissolving the golden dragon-shaped true qi with a trace until the two were together, gradually disappearing.

Wang Dahan's eyes lit up and he exclaimed, "It's him!" ”

This person is naturally Guan Lin!

In times of crisis, Guan Lin saved everyone.

"Sword, Lord Sword Saint, thank you for saving your life, or I will ...... my mother," Wang Dahan stammered.

Looking at Wang Dahan's honest appearance, Guan Lin smiled slightly and didn't say anything.

More than a dozen people next to him also gathered around and thanked them. Guan Lin didn't care what they thought, Guan Lin glanced at them lightly, and as soon as he raised his legs, a ladder cloud disappeared.

After a long time, Xuan Cicai said: "Good and good, the blessing of martial arts, the luck of the world." ”

"Nan no Amitabha Buddha ~~~"

After this delay in advancing and retreating, when Guan Lin arrived at the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, several people had already beaten chickens and dogs, and they couldn't stop.

Qiao Feng's father and son had already gained the upper hand, but they didn't want Gu Mozhi to come out of nowhere, and together with Murong Fu, they attacked Qiao Feng. On the other side, Xiao Yuanshan and Murong Bo were inseparable, and they were unable to help Qiao Feng, so they had to resist Murong Bo fiercely.

The five of them flew into the sand. A few Shaolin monks who came to block each other. It's not close yet. was pushed away by a powerful wave of qi, highlighting a mouthful of blood unconscious.

Guan Lin, who had just arrived, looked at a few Shaolin monks who were dying, stepped forward and clicked on them a few times, sealing a few big points to save their lives. Looking up, several people had already broken into the Scripture Pavilion. Looking to the side, an old monk with an old dragon bell was looking at Guan Lin with a smile on his face. I don't know how many years I have used a broom in my hand, although it is old but there is no trace of wear. Based on this alone, Guan Lin concluded that this person must be the mysterious sweeping old monk.

The two looked at each other for a long time, but neither spoke.

The sweeping old monk also felt the sword intent gradually rising on Guan Lin's body, and his face became solemn.

At this moment, the second floor of the Scripture Pavilion slammed and shook violently. Guan Lin and the sweeping monk could clearly hear what was happening inside, and almost at the same time, they withdrew their momentum and headed straight to the second floor.

The two suddenly appeared in the middle of the five. Let them all stop.

Seeing Guan Lin, they were not curious, after all, the martial arts that had just been revealed. They can't reach it. But when did this old monk appear? Hidden away, they didn't even notice it.

"You, when did you come?" Murong Bo suddenly felt a crisis at this moment and asked in surprise.

If this monk targets their father and son again, then they will be in danger.

The old monk's eyes were blank and he had no energy at all, only to see him keep counting on his fingers, and after a while, he shook his head, his face was apologetic, and said, "I...... I don't remember exactly, I don't know if it's forty-two years, still

It's forty-three years. When this old monk Xiao first came to see the scriptures at night, I ...... I've been here for more than 10 years. Afterward...... Later, the old monk Murong came, and a few years ago, the monk Boluo Xing also came to steal the scriptures. Alas, you come and go, and you turn the scriptures in the cabinet into a mess, and I don't know why. ”

Hearing this, Guan Lin rolled his eyes widely. Secretly said: "This old monk is going to start pretending to be 13!" ”

Sure enough, at any time, the Dafa of loading the pen is sharp.

Xiao Yuanshan was shocked and said, "Why have I never seen you?" He asked questioningly, still in disbelief. However, remembering the conversation with Guan Lin when he was in the apricot forest, it seems that Guan Lin already knew about the existence of this monk. Thinking of Guan Lin's earth-shattering sword just now, the mood that was suddenly alarmed calmed down a lot.

glanced at Guan Lin and said secretly: "It's still Engong who is more mysterious!" ”

The old monk was surprised when he saw Xiao Yuanshan, and smiled slightly, the old god was at ease. But in a blink of an eye, he returned to normal, and when he looked into his eyes, he happened to see Guan Lin rolling his eyes.

Curiously thought: "It's a pity, such a young talent, just blind, alas...... But why did the Xiao donor take a look at him, and then he regained his composure, could it be ......?"

"I remember that the first night I came to the pavilion to borrow a book was a book of "Finger Spectrum of Endless Tribulation", alas! Ignoring the Buddhist scriptures I left behind, since that night, the layman has entered the path of demons, but it's a pity, it's a pity! After speaking, he looked at Xiao Yuanshan.

Unfortunately, he was disappointed.

Although Xiao Yuanshan was slightly stunned, he immediately looked indifferent.

The old monk sighed helplessly and turned to Murong Bo.

"Murong Jushi came to the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion and picked up a copy of "Fingering with Flowers", and kicked the Buddhist scriptures aside as if he had obtained a treasure. In the past, people bought and returned pearls, and laughed for thousands of years. Both laymen were great people in the world, but they also did this foolish act. Alas~~~ This is harmful to oneself and others, and it is harmful and useless. ”

Murong Bo was shocked in his heart, but what surprised him was not that the old monk knew about it, but looked at Guan Lin in surprise. I remember that when I was in Swallow Dock, Guan Lin also said the same thing, and even said his internal injuries. Seeing goodbye at this time, Guan Lin looked at himself and the others with a smile on his face, he swallowed a mouthful of spit, and secretly thought: "Isn't he unpredictable?" ”

The old monk said again: "King Ming, please return the "Yijin Sutra" to me Shaolin." It's really harmful to you."

Kuma Zhixin said: "How did he know that I grabbed the Yijin Sutra from the iron-headed man?" I don't know why: "What is the Yijin Sutra?" Master, what you said is hard to understand~~~"

Who knows, the old monk snorted coldly, and with a wave of his hand, the "Yijin Sutra" in the arms of the frontier Gumo Zhi was sucked out.

Looking at the Yijin Sutra in his hand, the old monk looked at Guan Lin...... (To be continued.) )