How can just two fingers resist a whole fist? said that it was too late, Zuo Lengchan snorted in pain, and the two fingers in the middle of the food flipped and twisted, turning into a fried twist-like appearance, which was interrupted. But with this opportunity, he had more room to adapt. At the moment, he quickly turned his fingers into palms, and his palms were sunken inward, holding the iron fist that was bombarded by his chest, and at the same time, he pointed to the ground with his toes under his feet, and flew back.

You retreat, I advance! Chen Sheng rushed forward with all his might. The fist was pressed tightly against the left cold Zen's chest. The two figures flew into the night sky like meteors, sweeping ten feet. In an instant, the back of the head of Songshan slammed into a towering tree with a "bah~", and there was no way to retreat. The martial artist's divine power urged again, and the internal strength increased by three points, and the iron fist smashed heavily on his heart through Zuo Lengchan's palm.

Zuo Lengchan's body did not move, but the big tree behind him suddenly made a rustling sound. Countless branches and leaves fell, and dozens of roots arched up from the ground with the earth, as if they were about to break and fall at any moment. Obviously, unleashing and absorbing the enemy's attack strength is not Chen Sheng's exclusive patent. Even though the principles of the methods used by Zuo Lengchan are different, the final effect is still the same.

Seizing this precious opportunity, Zuo Lengchan forcibly suppressed his own internal injuries, and then sent out the cold ice true qi that had been cultivated hard for more than ten years, and which he had originally wanted to use when he was dealing with the former sect director of the Demon Sect. In an instant, the icy internal force was like a river bursting its embankment, surging out of the palm of the head of Songshan, and then sent into Chen Sheng's fist, driving all the way along the meridians of his arm.

This cold ice true qi, xìng quality to yīn to cold. It's even colder than real snow and ice. As soon as the true qi enters the human body, it makes the martial artist's whole body stiffen, and no matter whether the true qi or the muscles explode, all of them do not work. However, Zuo Lengchan's move also greatly damaged his own vitality. Moreover, if he wanted to maintain the output of true qi, he could no longer punch and slap at the same time, and take this opportunity to give the martial artist a fatal blow.

When the two sides fight to this point, either you die or I die, and there is no room for mercy for each other. What's more, there is no one in the four fields, and there is no need to worry about anything. Zuo Lengchan gritted his teeth, suddenly pulled out a dagger from his waist that flashed with jīng light, and stabbed forward at the warrior's lower abdomen! Chen Sheng's muscles and meridians were almost frozen into popsicles, and he couldn't resist them. In the midst of the crisis, he tried his best to twist his waist and make way of half an inch of space. The dagger pressed against the skin and "click~" past, which could be a bloody mark.

"yù Samadhi Breaking the Line to Achieve the Divine Foot Sutra" is the best at resolving foreign demons. In the eyes of the Divine Foot Sutra, the cold ice true qi is also a demon. At the moment of life and death, the Divine Foot Sutra operated at full strength, and in a hurry, it dissolved about one or two percent of the cold ice true qi that invaded the body. Chen Sheng regained some of his mobility slightly. Not waiting for Zuo Lengchan to retract the dagger and stab it a second time, he stretched out his left arm like a tiger opening its mouth, and slammed it inward, and then clamped Zuo Lengchan's right arm holding the dagger. Forcibly boosted the residual true qi, leaned forward, his mouth almost close to Zuo Lengchan's ear, and there was another Vajra Zen lion roar!

Under the fierce battle, Chen Sheng's strength has been greatly weakened. The power of this lion's roar was at most only about one-tenth of the power of the previous one. However, when they roared before, the distance between the two sides was more than a foot away, but now they were only close at hand, and they were even closer to Zuo Lengchan's ears and roared. The head of Songshan took the initiative to send out the cold ice true qi, which had already greatly damaged his vitality, how could he withstand this roar again?

Between the lightning and the fire, Zuo Lengchan's mind was like dozens of red-hot knives desperately cutting and cutting, only to feel the severe pain. Two lines of crimson blood slowly flowed down from his ears. Deng's eyes turned black, so he fell to his knees and fainted on the spot.

Zuo Lengchan was paralyzed and unconscious. The cold ice true qi was not urged, and it was immediately cut off, and it was no longer further input. But the cold ice true qi that had been injected into the body still flared up. In an instant, a layer of hoarfrost hung on Chen Sheng's hair and eyebrows. As long as there is a little delay, I am afraid that even the bone marrow will be frozen, and the internal organs will be frozen into ice cubes. When the time comes, the blood will not flow, how will people live?

Because of this, although at this time, Chen Sheng only needed to pick up the dagger that Zuo Lengchan had dropped to the ground and go down with a knife, and he could finish off the Wuyue Alliance Master, but he couldn't take care of it. He gritted his teeth, supported the ground with his hands with all his might, leaned against the towering tree, stood upside down with his head and feet, his legs intertwined and twisted with each other, and assumed the yoga posture demonstrated in the seventeenth diagram of the "Yù Samadhi Sutra of Breaking Lines and Attaining the Divine Feet". It is necessary to use the supreme mind of Buddhism to completely dissolve these harmful cold and icy true qi.

The empty mountains are lonely, and the flowing water is murmuring. Siye is nowhere to be seen, but he is not afraid of being disturbed by outsiders. Chen Sheng was engrossed in his exercises, and soon entered the realm of forgetting things and me, and he didn't care about everything in the outside world. However, at this moment, in the direction of Taimur Mountain on the other side of the Shaolin River, three figures flew quickly over.

The three newcomers are all in their forties. One wore a long sword at his waist, another had a soft whip wrapped around his waist, and one had slightly curly hair. Although these three people have different appearances, they are all wearing earthy yellow robes, and they are obviously also disciples of Songshan. The gestures are light and healthy, and the eyes are jīng light and four shè, obviously all of them have extremely high internal cultivation.

At a glance, the three of them saw that on the opposite bank of the river, Chen Sheng stood upside down with his back against the big tree, and Zuo Lengchan lay on the ground softly, not knowing life and death. With such a scene, the three of them were all shocked, and they blurted out in unison: "Senior Brother Zuo! "I can't wait to cross the river with light skills. When you get closer, the scene in front of you becomes clearer at a glance. The man with curly hair was surprised and angry, and could hardly believe his eyes. He was the first to draw his sword out of the sheath with "Qiang~". couldn't help but say, he aimed at Chen Sheng's chest to stab him.

The flexed arm is not fully straightened. Suddenly, a soft and mellow clear Buddha horn sounded in the ears of the three of them at the same time. Immediately afterwards, I saw the monk's robe fluttering and the big sleeves flying. A white-bearded old monk with a wrinkled face approached as quickly as if he had not stepped on the ground. Before the man arrived, the sleeves of his robe were already flicked. Immediately, a huge force of Liliang rushed towards him and swung the long sword away.

This sleeve strength is really not trivial, and the man with curly hair took three steps back, and finally regained his footing. His eyebrows changed in shock, and he blurted out: "Shaolin seventy-two stunts, what are you doing in your sleeves?" You are Fang Shenghe...... Master, "

"Amitabha. It's the old man. Master Fang Sheng stood still, but protected Chen Sheng, who was concentrating on his exercises, behind him, and saluted to the three masters of the Songshan faction opposite, and said, "It turned out to be Lord Zhong, Lord Deng, and Master Gao." The old man is polite. ”

It turns out that these three people are also famous figures in the Songshan Thirteen Taibao. The leader is the sixth Taibao Zhongzhen, nicknamed Jiuqu Sword. This is not because the blade he uses is a curved long sword, but because his swordsmanship is unpredictable and unpredictable. The person who wrapped the soft whip around his waist was the seventh Taibao Deng Bagong, nicknamed the divine whip. The person with slightly curly hair is the eighth Taibao Gao Kexin, known as the brocade lion.

Back then, Zuo Lengchan once fought alone with the former head of the Rì Yue Sect. Seeing that he was already bound to lose, the two junior disciples of Tota Hands Ding Mian and Da Yīn Yang Hands Le Hou, who had been with him before, suddenly appeared for the sake of prudence. After seeing him, he immediately took the initiative to strike and leave. Zuo Lengchan escaped a catastrophe. From now on, no matter where Zuo Lengchan goes to do anything, he will never be without helpers by his side.

This time, Zuo Lengchan came to intercept Chen Sheng, although he was conceited in advance, he would never miss. But in order to see each other together, I still brought Zhong Zhen, Deng Bagong, Gao Kexin and other three. As a rule, let them lie in ambush a little farther away as a response. Chen Sheng let out a lion's roar, and the direct sect was shocked. The three of them naturally had something wrong with the Nine Curve Sword God Whip Jin Hairy Lion, so they immediately appeared and rushed over.

Zhong Zhenmian sèyīn sank, hugged his fists and returned the salute. Said: "Master Fang Sheng is invited." May I ask the master, weishenme is actually going to stop us from slaying demons and demons? ”

Master Fang Sheng's two lines of white eyebrows raised slightly. He Yan Yue said: "Lord Zhong said with a smile. What kind of demons are there? ”

The brocade-haired lion Gao Kexin was flicked by the sleeves of Master Fang Sheng's robe, and the long sword in his hand was almost out of his hand. He felt that he had never suffered such a great shame in his life, and he was already full of anger. Hearing the old monk ask at this moment, he didn't care about it, and immediately tore his throat and shouted, "Monks can't speak. Master, are you talking nonsense with your eyes open? The thief over there is called Chen Sheng. A few months ago, he shielded the Demon Sect elder Qu Yang and the Wuyue Sword Sect traitor Liu Zhengfeng in Hunan, and they must also be Demon Sect demons. Now he's using yīn to plot tricks and harm our head brother like this, hum! Kill him, just to eliminate the harm for the people. ”

Master Fang Sheng smiled slightly, and said gently: "Master Gao's words are wrong. This is the closed disciple accepted by Lao Gao's abbot senior brother, named Chen Guosheng, but not Chen Sheng. The old man can guarantee that he is not a demon cult. As for the left master...... Hehe, it's probably just a misunderstanding. The martial arts of the left head are superb, even the abbot has always admired him. Master Chen's nephew has only been in the business for half a year, so how can he have any ability to harm the left master? ”

The brocade lion Gao Kexin said angrily: "Isn't Chen Guosheng Chen Sheng, what's the difference?" What's more, looking at him in this strange posture, evil and evil, that is not the Demon Sect? Next to him, Deng Bagong also said compassionately: "Not bad." The master actually wanted to shield the demon of the Demon Sect, could it be that there was any agreement between the Shaolin Temple and the Demon Sect? ”

Jiuqu Sword Zhong Zhen's face sank, and he turned around and shouted, "Shut up!" You two, don't talk nonsense! For thousands of years, Shaolin Temple has been the leader of the righteous path in the martial arts, how can there be any collusion with the Demon Sect? He came over with him and put on a smiling face, and said to Master Fang Sheng: "My two junior disciples are open-mouthed, master, please don't be surprised." But then again, whether this Chen Sheng is involved with the Demon Sect or not, I'm afraid that the master should investigate carefully before speaking, right? ”