Feng Xiaoxiao thought very quickly, and shouted: "Withdraw!" As he spoke, his figure swept through the air, jumping into the battle group between the Vulture Palace and the heroes of all parties, the figure jumped, the palm shadow floated, and an empty circle was broken in an instant, completely separating the two parties.

The monks of the Heart Zen sect not only couldn't stop him, but also couldn't catch up with him, and fell far behind.

The heroes in the battle only felt that their eyes were flowering, their hands were soft, they couldn't hold their weapons, and they fell to the ground one after another, and they retreated in shock, looking left and right, only to know that not only themselves, but dozens of people on their sides were like this.

Wu Xingyun was playing smoothly, and when he heard this, he was furious and shouted: "Feng Xiaoxiao, what do you mean?" ”

The women of the Vulture Palace were retreating, and when they heard the voice of the Venerable Lord, they suddenly stopped, and they shouldn't have listened to anyone's orders for a while.

Feng Xiaoxiao squinted and snorted, "What do you mean?" He swept away Xuan Ci and said: "He is unkind, don't blame me for being unjust, let's rush to Shaolin and raze it to the ground." ”

Xuan Ci panicked and shouted, "Stop this demon." ”

Feng Xiaoxiao didn't bird him at all, jumped up, a few ups and downs were already far away, his voice floated back, and said: "There is a kind of you who will kill all the people in the Vulture Palace here, I want to see if you kill fast, or I kill fast." ”

Such a scoundrel method, Feng Xiaoxiao had used it once before against the beggar gang, and he really didn't believe that Shaolin would dare to treat the women of the Vulture Palace in front of the heroes of the whole world.

Wu Xingyun's big dark eyes flickered, and he said with a smile: "Okay, it's all for grandma and me, none of you are allowed to resist, whoever cuts the sword, just stretch your neck and wait." ”。 He laughed while talking, and his small body suddenly drifted away.

Thousands of female voices shouted together, "Yes." ”

Li Qiushui shook Chen Guyan away from his hand. Then he jumped up and said, "A group of old bald donkeys." The martial arts are very high, I can't beat them, so I can only find some little bald donkeys and small bald donkeys to kill. He smiled and said, "You guys have to hurry!" It's too late! The eyes are shining, the autumn waves are shining, and it seems to be like eloping with the man he loves.

Xuan Ci realized that he had made a big mistake, and he should not have led the monks of the temple to leave the temple lightly, so that the temple was full of junior disciples with low martial arts. Give the enemy an opportunity to take advantage of.

You must know that these people are all rare masters in the world, and if you really want to be ruthless, go to Shaolin Temple to kill, and there is no master to stop you, the consequences are unimaginable.

At the moment, his face was distorted, and he shouted, "Chase ...... Chasing ......"

Xuandu hurriedly said: "Senior brother, what should I do with these women?" ”

Xuan Ci took a deep breath and said, "Let them put down their blades, and the Arhats will surround them...... Chase after it. If you don't chase it, you will ...... Just ......"

He now has a deep hatred, and the Buddha's heart is in turmoil, but he never thought that if he didn't just want to protect the Shaolin Temple. Regardless of the heavy losses of the Central Plains Martial Arts, and the heroes will attack together, Feng Xiaoxiao will not make such a decision.

Xuandu immediately ordered. Let the Arhat arrays on both sides of the valley mouth surround the women of the Vulture Palace.

Yu Po and the others got the order, and they did not resist. Each threw down his sword and sneered.

Xuan Ci took the remaining monks of the Heart Meditation Hall and the Dharma Hall with him. Hurriedly chased to Songshan.

Inevitably, there was a sneak attack on the road, and a group of elders such as Chen Guyan, the deputy leader of the beggar gang, were also called.

The crowd was already resentful, and they followed in groups.

After a while, a large area was empty inside and outside the overcrowded Songxi Valley, and only the sound of sporadic fighting in the valley remained.

The heroes of the thirty-six holes and the seventy-two islands have already been instructed, and they only want to be entangled and not fight hard, so that they will shrink their defense after the Vulture Palace departments rush out of the valley.

The beggars set up a large formation to fight dogs for a while, but it was fruitless, and seeing that these people had no intention of fighting back, the leading elder had just received an order from the deputy gang leader, saying that as long as these people did not run around, they would be left to them.

The two sides fought and confronted each other.

Xuan Ci here rushed back with the masters, and everyone had high and low light skills, and the front was the senior monks of the Heart Meditation Hall and the Dharma Hall, together with dozens of nine bag elders from the beggar gang, and a small number of martial arts celebrities.

The rest of the people were all thrown far away, and soon they were out of sight.

After running for a few miles, Xuan Ci suddenly heard a few muffled thoughts behind him, turned his head to look, and exclaimed, "Senior Brother Xuansheng!" ”

Originally, the team of more than 100 people seemed to be missing, and Xuan Sheng was not at the end, and he was inexplicably waving his palms.

Everyone was taken aback, stopped in unison, and hurriedly turned around.

Several monks nearby clearly saw that a deep mouth on the side of Xuansheng's neck was bubbling with blood, and his mouth was hoarse, as if he wanted to say something, but his head finally tilted to the side and fell to the ground with a poof.

Xuan Ci exhaled compassionately, strode to the front, and when he saw his wound, the whole person suddenly froze.

Xuandu looked back, and said hatefully: "The sword in the throat must be Feng Xiaoxiao's devil who made a move, he ...... He obviously deliberately led us back to the temple, so that he could cover up and kill him from behind on the road, Xuanjing, Xuanxuan and other junior disciples, but he was afraid of ...... I'm afraid I've been poisoned......"

Xuan Ci said indifferently: "It's not him, it's him, it's his ......", and he couldn't think about his sister in his heart.

Xuandu asked urgently: "It's not Feng Xiaoxiao, who else can it be?" ”

Xuan Ci said: "Although Feng Xiaoxiao's martial arts are high, he is not good at hiding and hiding, even killing more than a dozen people, it is impossible to have no movement at all, only him, only he can ......", paused, and said: "Let everyone line up and go, and don't disperse." ”

Xuan Ci is the only one in the Xuanzi generation who knows the identity of the gray-clothed monk, but all the old monks in the heart meditation hall know it, and they look at each other at this time, and one of them joins together and says: "Amitabha, this temple suddenly encountered a great disaster, and this person suddenly turned against him, and Shaolin Temple is afraid that he will not be able to go back." ”

As soon as he opened his mouth, all the monks were shocked.

You must know that these monks of the Lingzi generation are all seniors of Shaolin Temple, and they are the senior brothers and disciples of the previous abbot Lingmen.

After Xuanci took over, they resigned from their positions according to the temple rules and returned to the heart meditation hall, and could no longer interfere in the affairs of the temple.

Xuandu asked, "Uncle Lingxin, ...... you What do you mean? ”

Master Lingxin is the first of the previous generation of the heart meditation hall, after the abbot of the Lingmen passed away, the monks of the Lingzi generation have naturally respected him, and it is the longest person in Shaolin Temple today.

He sighed and said to Xuan Ci: "Good, good, sinful, sinful, abbot Xuanci strayed into the magic barrier, so that he suddenly became faint, a leaf obscured his eyes, he couldn't see Mount Tai, wake up and wake up, Amitabha!" ”

The sound changed from thin to coarse, and finally the sound was like a bell, which was simply deafening.

Xuan Ci was like an empowerment, cold sweat fell all over his body, his brain was cold, he suddenly came back to his senses, lowered his head and said: "Amitabha, my Buddha is merciful, and my disciple Xuan Ci is guilty." ”

Lingxin asked, "What do you think of now?" ”

Xuan Ci said: "Disperse and break through as soon as possible, in order to look forward to the future." (To be continued......)