Ai Li was walking down the street, and the little monk named Wulian had been following her.

A big girl's family was followed by a handsome little monk, which inevitably caused people to talk, but Ai Li didn't care. It's a boring thing that boring people do, in the end, other people's business, what do you do?

Wu Lianben walked cautiously and cowered, but seeing that Ai Li was calm, she gradually straightened her waist.

Zhenguo Temple is located in the southwest of the small city, covering a large area, and the incense is extremely vigorous. Not only is it the largest temple in the city, but it is also very influential in Lincheng, and it is said that the gods and Buddhas here are so good that even people from far away in the capital often come to visit it.

At this time, it was noon, and there was a lot of traffic in front of the temple, and there were countless people shouting and setting up stalls, and there was an endless stream of good men and women.

Ai Li stopped in front of the temple gate and looked at Wulian suspiciously: "You said that you and your master were robbed, but it doesn't look like something happened here?" ”

A look of surprise appeared in Wulian's eyes, and she walked quickly towards the temple without saying a word.

"Hey, this senior brother, where are you going?" Just as they were about to enter the backyard of the Buddhist hall, a young monk who was guarding the door stopped them.

Wu Lian stared at the little monk with straight eyes, and said, "I am Wu Lian, a disciple of Cangshi, and we lived here yesterday, don't you know me?" ”

"Ah, it turned out to be Senior Brother Wulian." The little monk suddenly realized: "I don't know what the senior brother has to do? ”

Wulian said: "I want to see the abbot Master Qingshan!" ”

The little monk who was guarding the door said, "The abbot is busy now, have you made an appointment?" ”

Wulian was stunned and shook her head.

The little monk sank his face: "Today's guests are full, please come back tomorrow." ”

Wulian looked back at Ai Li anxiously, and a pair of big watery eyes wanted to drip water again.

Ai Li felt that something was wrong, so he pushed the little monk aside, pulled Wulian and broke in.

The little monk said "hey" a few times next to him, and when he saw that he couldn't stop her, he went with her.

Ai Li and Wu Lian walked into the backyard of the Buddha hall together. The ancient trees in the backyard are towering, the traces are rare, the green smoke is around, and the sound of wooden fish seems to be two worlds compared with the prosperity and liveliness of the front yard.

The two were about to go to the abbot's room, when a burly monk suddenly rushed out next to them, blocking their way.

This monk is two heads taller than ordinary people, and Ai Li is also considered to be an upper-middle head compared to ordinary men, but he is still more than a head lower than him. I saw that he had a rough and wild face, and a pair of eagle eyes squinted at people, which made people shudder. He was wearing a yellow-gray monk's robe, but he was dressed crookedly, and most of his upper body was naked, and there were terrible scars on it.

Although Ai Li's temper is impatient, she is not a reckless person, she bowed her hand and said: "I am Kunlun Wujiamen 'Flame Knife' Ai Li, I want to visit the abbot master here, please make it convenient for the great monk." ”

Who knew that the burly monk ignored her, and was still in front of him like an iron tower.

Ai Li saw that the other party in the newspaper was still blocking the way, and his face couldn't help but sink, and said, "Offended!" With that, a palm struck at him.

The burly monk didn't dodge or dodge, and after receiving her palm, he didn't move at all.

Ai Li was slightly stunned, although she only used three points of power in this palm, but ordinary martial artists had to be knocked away if they were injured, and this burly monk was completely fine.

The burly monk grinned at her and said, "You can also pick me up and try it!" As he spoke, he threw his mountain-like fist at her.

Ai Li greeted him with his palms, and under the blow, he felt that the tiger's mouth was faintly numb. She was secretly shocked in her heart: this burly monk was born with divine power, and his foreign kung fu was very good.

When the burly monk saw that Ai Li took his punch intact, his eyes showed surprise, and he drank and smashed it again.

Ai Li knew that he was strong, and he didn't want to fight with this brute, so he sideways avoided it when his fist hit him.

Who knew that the moment when the two of them attacked each other just now had already provoked the burly monk's fighting spirit, I saw that his eyes were crazy, and he seemed to be extremely excited.

He missed a punch, and another punch came again, and the fist hit Ai Li's body, although Ai Li immediately avoided it, but the place where his fist was blown by the wind was also faintly painful.

After a few moves, the burly monk saw that his fist could not hit Ai Li's body, so he changed his attack method, and did not use all his strength when punching, and he no longer blindly smashed down in a straight line. Ai Li was able to easily avoid it at the beginning, but later, he was forced to fight with him after a few punches. Ai Li found that this burly monk was not only tall and powerful, but also very proficient in combat skills.

Ai Li was smashed by his fist and became nameless, and said in his heart: I just slapped you, and you smashed it with a vigorous fist, it seems that it is not true that it will not be done! She raised her eyebrows, dodging while secretly using her internal strength in her palm, just waiting for him to attack again and then send a fierce blow.

At this moment, a little monk ran over panting and shouted, "Senior Brother Yun Python, stop quickly, the abbot has invited this girl!" ”

The burly monk ignored it, and made another move towards Ai Li's fierce attack, just as he met Ai Li's dark strength, there was a "bang", and the two of them each took a few steps back.

The little monk hurriedly said: "Senior Brother Yun Python, if you don't stop, I'll tell the abbot to go!" The abbot is still waiting for this girl! ”

The burly monk reluctantly put away his fists.

Ai Li secretly rubbed his beaten palm, and glared at him fiercely.

The burly monk grinned at her, raised his eyebrows provocatively, and whispered: "The chick has good kung fu, do you want to find a place to fight again?" ”

Ai glanced at him and said coldly: "I still have something to do, and I don't have time to accompany the great monk to mess around!" After saying that, she turned around and followed the little monk with Wulian to the abbot's room.

The burly monk stood in place and watched her leave, his eyes flashing with admiration, and his heart was itching and rubbing his fists.

In the abbot's room, green smoke curled.

The abbot Master Aoyama sits upright on the futon in the middle, his eyebrows are slightly drooping, the silver beard is floating, his demeanor is serene, and the standard eyebrows and kind eyes are very in line with the image of the monk in the hearts of the people.

Ai Li secretly observed him repeatedly, such a temple, but there was such a burly monk in the backyard, how could it not be suspicious. Ai Li secretly thought: That burly monk named Yun Python is extremely powerful and murderous, and he is clearly not from the Buddhist family!

Abbot Qingshan politely and thoughtfully invited them to sit down, and then asked the two, "May I ask why the two of you are here?" ”

Wu Lian said to Master Qingshan: "The night before yesterday, my master and I were kidnapped here, and I asked the abbot to call the shots!" ”

Abbot Aoyama asked, "Who is your master?" ”

Wu Lian replied: "You Fang monk Cangshi. ”

Abbot Qingshan thought for a while and said, "There is no monk named Cangshi here. ”

Wu Lian said: "We stayed here the day before yesterday. ”

Abbot Qingshan shouted to the little monk outside, "Go and get the list of monks." ”

The name of the monk hall was admitted, and Ai Li checked it carefully, and there was really no name of Wulian and Cangshi on it.

Wu Lian looked at the directory, and said to Ai Li with a red face: "Ai Nuxia, I didn't lie to you. My master and I live in the courtyard over there! And my master said that there is an ominous atmosphere in the west courtyard of Zhenguo Temple. ”

After hearing this, Abbot Qingshan immediately sank his face and said, "Little monk, don't talk nonsense!" ”

Wu Lian stood up anxiously and said, "If you don't believe it, you let us go into the West Courtyard to have a look!" ”

Abbot Qingshan said abruptly: "No! As soon as he finished speaking, several figures flashed out of the window, one of which was particularly tall.

Ai Centrifugal had a number, grabbed Wulian, and said to the abbot of Qingshan: "Since this is the case, we will leave." ”

The abbot of Qingshan pointed to Wulian and said, "This little monk is going to stay and ask questions." ”

Ai Li said without concessions: "We came together, of course we have to go back together!" ”

Abbot Qingshan stared at her, and after a while, he suddenly said: "This girl, your sex is like a raging fire, burning yourself and burning others, and those who are close to you are hurting." Those who are moved for you will be plagued by blood. I'm afraid you're going to be plagued by calamity lately. If you are willing to leave the little monk behind, I can guide you to break this calamity. ”

Ai was secretly shocked, this old monk's statement coincided with the master, but at this time, she could not show weakness, she sneered: "Don't bother the master." Since you are in the rivers and lakes, you are not afraid of getting into trouble. Since I brought him here, I will also take him back, there is no reason for him to stay! ”

Abbot Qingshan sighed slightly and said no more. Ai Li and Wu Lian walked out of the temple together under the eyes of the monks. Ai Li felt that the burly monk's murderous aura had been staring at her like a maggot attached to her bones, which made her extremely uncomfortable.

"Ai Nuxia, you must believe me! What I said is true! As soon as Wulian walked out of the temple gate, tears couldn't help but fall.

Ai Li hurriedly pulled him to a deserted street corner, and said in disgust, "Don't cry! You're a man, and it's so ugly to cry on the street! ”

Wulian sniffed, wiped away her tears, and was about to speak. Suddenly, the knife flashed, and a passer-by wearing a hat pulled out a short knife and slashed at Ai Li. Ai Li hurriedly pulled out the Red Flame Knife to parry. The man's knife didn't fall, he made a false move, raised his hand, and a little cold light went straight to Wulian's front door.

This person is going to kill Wulian!

Ai Li raised his eyebrows and raised his leg to kick Wulian down.

A dart flew over Wulian's head, and with a "grab" sound, it pierced the wall behind Wulian. Ai Li's eyes were sharp and he saw a faint green light on the dart.

Poison on the dart! She couldn't help but be furious, and was about to chase after her, but she felt her feet tight, and when she looked back, she saw that Wulian who had fallen to the ground was holding her calf tightly.

Ai Li scolded angrily: "Let go! ”

Wu Lian cried with snot and tears streaming down her face: "Ai Nuxia, help!" ”

Ai Li felt angry and funny, but after thinking about it, he really couldn't leave him alone, who didn't know martial arts, here, so he stopped. In just a few moments, the hatsman had disappeared.

Wulian lay on the ground, her face was blue and trembling, and she got up after half a day, and her face and clothes were full of dust. He didn't care about patting the dust, and as soon as he stood up, he hurriedly grabbed the corner of Ai Li's clothes, for fear that she would abandon him.

Ai Li looked around vigilantly, and when he saw that there was no abnormality, he put away his knife and asked him, "Do you remember what your captor looked like?" ”

Wu Lian hadn't woken up from the shock just now, and shook her head in panic.

Ai Li thought about it, the hatshoppers just now seemed to be well-trained, they should be people from a certain sect organization, and it was not surprising that Wulian didn't know what they looked like. She groaned for a moment and said, "It seems that the only way to do this is to visit Zhenguo Temple at night."

Wu Lian grabbed the corner of her clothes tightly, tears fell uncontrollably, and said, "Ai Nuxia, you can't leave me alone!" ”

Ai Li looked at him a little impatiently, and the little monk had too many tears! But thinking that he is still young and not a martial artist, he can't be blamed for being weak and afraid. He softened his face and comforted: "Don't worry! I'll take you with me. ”

At the second watch of the night, Ai Li carried Wulian and jumped on the wall of Zhenguo Temple lightly.

As soon as I entered the courtyard, I saw a tall figure standing in the courtyard, it was the burly monk named Yun Python!

But seeing him whisper proudly, "I guessed right, you really came again tonight!" ”

Ai Li raised his hand to take the Red Flame Farewell Knife from his back, threw Wu Lian aside, raised his eyebrows, and said, "How are you doing?" ”

When Yun Python saw Ai Li's Red Flame Knife, his eyes lit up again, and he was overjoyed: "Let's try the knife technique again." So saying, he took out his weapon from behind the tree beside him, and it turned out that he had used a large black knife! The black hilt, ink-like blade, and rugged and unrestrained shape are just like its arrogant and domineering owner.

Ai Li saw that he didn't seem to be too hostile, and he didn't want to fight a useless battle, so he put away his knife and said, "If you don't fight, I just want to go to the West Courtyard to have a look." ”

Yun Python slammed the ink knife in his hand on the ground majestically, and said proudly: "If your sword skills are better than mine, the things in the West Courtyard will naturally let you see!" ”

Ai Li's eyes sank, and he said, "Then let's compare!" "She's not afraid of martial arts, she's just afraid of trouble.

"Wait!" Yun Python suddenly frowned and said distressedly: "We can't compare here, or the old monk of the abbot will talk about me again." ”

Ai Li said impatiently: "Why are you so troublesome? Is the inverted bottom ratio compared? ”

"There it is!" Yun Python thought for a while and said, "In order not to alarm others, let's try the silent knife!" ”

"It's good!" Ai Li agreed.

The so-called silent knife is a way of martial arts that only first-class masters can use. That is, when dueling, the two sides of the fight do not use real knives and guns, but test the knife skills in their consciousness and win purely with their fighting spirit. Because it does not use real knives and guns, it does not make a sound during the competition, so it is called a silent knife. But in the battle of battle intent, if you are injured, the feeling of pain is better than using a real knife and a real gun, because this kind of pain does not hurt the flesh and skin, but it hurts the nerves.

The two saluted each other, took ten steps back and stood still, each concentrating, turning into a battle spirit.

Ai Li's eyes rose red, and an extremely bright flame ignited, turning into a flame knife and attacking the cloud python.

The cloud python's eyes were filled with black gas, and a black giant knife met Ai Li's flame knife.

Ai Li's flame knife flashed brightly, and suddenly turned into a rain of fire and attacked the cloud python's whole body.

A fine light flashed in the cloud python's eyes, and the black qi exploded to annihilate the rain of fire. Then, his black qi gathered, and he attacked Ai Li in reverse.

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Ai Li's knife technique originates from the Li family's red flame knife technique, which has been passed down for hundreds of years, and every move and style is tempered by thousands of hammers, known as the king of swords.

However, the cloud python seems to have experienced a hundred battles, and the killing aura is compelling, so heavy that even Ai Li has encountered it for the first time. Ai Li searched his mind for his sword technique, but found nothing. It is surprising that he has such skills, but he is not famous in the rivers and lakes. Even his martial arts routines were unusual, they had never been encountered by Ai Li, and they didn't seem to belong to a specific sect.

Ai Li's Red Flame Knife Technique focuses on the first battle intent, and the stronger it is, the stronger it is. The blood of the Li Family Sword King in her body was aroused by the strength of the cloud python, and her eyes burned with infinite battle intent.

If Ai Li was only a prototype seventeen years ago, then after seventeen years of tempering and sharpening, she has turned into a red long knife that shines with incomparably brilliant light.

However, Ai Li was surprised to find that as his own fighting spirit increased, the other party's fighting spirit also continued to increase. This person turned out to be a practical combat faction that gets stronger and stronger!

It's time for your opponent! Ai Li's cold eyes flashed with excitement, the corners of his mouth hooked up a smile, and his whole body was shrouded in a dazzling golden light, like the rising sun in the pale moonlight.

Yun Python's eyes were also sharp, so bright that it was almost impossible to look at directly, and his fiery eyes made his black qi also shine, looking like a black-armored god of war from a distance.

He put away his spleen and looked at the world, revealing a rare seriousness. He has been fond of fighting since he was a child, and he has created this knife technique from actual combat, as long as the opponent uses a knife, he has never tasted defeat in the competition, so he is very proud. But today's battle made him put away his arrogance, and so far, he had never encountered such a powerful sword intent as the other party.

And, the other party turned out to be a woman! This woman looked indifferent and confident, who would have thought that there was such a huge fighting spirit hidden in her beautiful figure. A strange emotion arose spontaneously, and a heat rose in his chest, as if a little beast was about to move.

Ai Li's eyes froze, and he keenly seized the opportunity, the flame knife fractal, turned into a small knife, and the frontal giant knife hit directly, and the knife secretly hit the cloud python from the left under the cover of the giant knife.

The cloud python was hit in the shoulder by the left knife without noticing, and the black qi suddenly dispersed.

The knife intent hurts, although there is no blood, the pain is better than one point. Yun Python stroked his shoulders and looked at Ai Li in disbelief.

Ai Li secretly said that it was a fluke: Fortunately, the competition was a silent knife, and the other party was distracted for some reason, if it was a real competition, he would be brutal, and it would not necessarily be who won or who lost. This person is one of the few strong enemies she has encountered since her debut.

Thinking of this, a feeling of pity rose in her heart, and she arched her hand in admiration: "Offended!" ”

Yun Python seemed to think of something, suddenly grinned, and said proudly: "I am Zhan Feipeng, and Yun Python is my title." You have to remember! ”

Ai Li was stunned, although she also guessed that Yun Python was not his real name, but whether it was Yun Python or Zhan Feipeng, it was a name she had never heard of.