Facing the crowd of people who were eyeing them, Wang Chan didn't even look at them out of the corner of his eyes, and smiled leisurely: "I know that you all want to put me to death immediately at this moment, just because after killing my plum blossom thief, not only will you be immediately prosperous and rich, and the beauty is being embraced, but you can also exchange it for a good name that will last for a hundred years." Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info”

Tian Qi wrenched his face and said, "Golden beauty, wait for idle things, we killed you just to eliminate harm for the rivers and lakes." ”

"Amitabha, the donor doesn't even let go of women and children, although Buddhism can't be killed, but if you can save ten thousand people by killing you, then this sin Lao Wei is willing to bear it with one force, I don't go to hell, who goes to hell, Amitabha!" Master Xinmei folded his hands and sang a Buddha horn.

Wang Chan laughed and said: "It's so bright, it's so magnificent, it's really worthy of being a chivalrous hero, and a master of compassion!"

"So what are you waiting for!"

With so many people present, there will always be people who have not seen Wang Chan's power, and there will always be people who will not be able to hold it in front of money and beauty, and it is the number of people who give them the illusion that they can win.

And Tian Qi grasped the psychology of everyone, and said loudly: "It's useless to talk about the morality of the rivers and lakes to people like the plum blossom thief, let's go together!"

Before the words fell, seven or eight blades had already slashed towards Wang Chan together.

But these people couldn't get close to Wang Chan at all, and only heard a series of miserable screams, and seven people staggered back at the same time.

Ah Fei stood in front of Wang Chan and looked coldly at the group of people in the rivers and lakes, the red blood of the iron sword in his hand slowly dripping.

At this moment, everyone suddenly heard a flute sound, which was melodious and clear.

When Tian Qi and the others heard the sound of the flute, their faces showed unconcealable joy. The sound of the flute is getting closer and closer, and it is a master who comes, because only a master with supreme internal strength can send the sound of the flute so far.

"Right and wrong are all because of the strong head, young man, do you really plan to take care of it to the end?"

A green shadow flashed, and I saw a middle-aged man suddenly appear in the restaurant.

He was dressed in a very shabby cotton robe, and his face was very thin and yellow, and his beard was very thin, and he looked like a malnourished old pedant.

He held an iron flute in his hand, and it was he who blew the sound of the flute.

"Mr. Iron Flute, you're here!" Tian Qi said.

"Fourth Master Long has a request, I can't help but come. Mr. Iron Flute replied, but his eyes never took his eyes off Ah Fei.

"Master Xinmei, leave this young man to me, you go and concentrate on dealing with this plum blossom thief. ”

"Amitabha, slay demons and eliminate demons, it is incumbent upon us and other Shaolin monks to shirk!"

As soon as Amitabha Buddha sounded, Qinglang's Buddha horn sounded at the same time in all directions.

Then, five Shaolin monks in gray robes and white socks came out to surround Wang Chan.

The first person had white eyebrows and long beard, not angry and self-assured, and a string of bronze Buddha beads wrapped around his left hand, which was the heart of the protector master of Shaolin Temple.

Wang Chan's expression remained unchanged, he glanced at Ah Fei, and chuckled: "Why don't we bet on whose sword is faster?"

Ah Fei also didn't look at Mr. Tie Di, frowned slightly, and replied: "I don't have the habit of taking advantage of others. ”

"Don't worry, I'm not so cheap. ”

Wang Chan is one against five, and Ah Fei only needs to face one Mr. Iron Flute, it seems that Ah Fei naturally has a big advantage, but Wang Chan's cultivation is much higher than Ah Fei. As Wang Chan said, even so, the outcome is unknown.

Seeing Wang Chan and Ah Fei talking to themselves there, ignoring them at all, Mr. Tiedi's face was ugly.

Master Xinmei said in a deep voice directly: "If the thief wants to do it, why bother with the benefit of people's tongues, you need to know that the benefits are in the tongue, and the damage is in the heart, and you can't hurt others and hurt yourself in vain." ”

Master Xinmei's words reached everyone's ears, and every word became like a giant bell, making their ears buzz.

This is the roar of the superior Buddhist lion, in order to intimidate the hearts of the enemy.

But Wang Chan didn't seem to be affected at all, turned his head to look at Master Xinmei, and said with a smile: "The monk's tongue doesn't seem to be under me!"

"Formation!" the Heart Eyebrow Master snapped.

The Shaolin monks suddenly turned like flowing water, and the five of them circled around Wang Chan.

Wang Chan stood motionless, this is the Shaolin Arhat formation, but he has even seen a bigger battle, the Shaolin Mountain once pierced the Arhat formation formed by hundreds of Shaolin monks with a sword, and now what is this in his eyes?

These Shaolin monks not only have profound kung fu, but also the coordination of their bodies is seamless, and it is simply leaky.

They have a heart to heart with each other, one look, and four pairs of iron palms slapped towards Wang Chan together!

Wang Chan smiled, the gentleman's sword was unsheathed!

Dugu Nine Swords Breaking Palm Style!

A sword light lit up, in the horrified eyes of everyone.

The four monks were like they were about to send their palms to Wang Chan's sword to be cut off.

Seeing this, Xinmei, who had never made a move, said in a deep voice: "Good swordsmanship!"

The good word is out, his sleeves have been rolled up with strength, Shaolin iron sleeves, good for the blade, this is exactly where the king of Chan must be saved.

Although the four Shaolin monks were in danger, he didn't have to rescue them at all, which is where the power of the Shaolin Arhat Array lies.

With Wang Chan's current horizontal practice of kung fu, even if he is hard to beat his eyebrows, it is not a big problem, but he is not a turtle and has no habit of being beaten.

At this moment, the direction of Wang Chan's sword suddenly changed.

Other people's sword changes are just a change in the part of the shot, but as soon as his sword changes, even the entire direction changes.

What was supposed to be a sword to the east suddenly became a sword to the west.

In fact, his sword has not changed at all, only his steps have changed, and it is so fast that it is hard to believe that there is such a pair of legs in the world.

I only heard a snort, and the sleeves of my heart eyebrows had been hit.

Everyone could only hear the sound of snorting, and there seemed to be dozens of gray butterflies flying up and down in the hall.

The people present were all shocked, and when they looked at it, it turned out that these many gray butterflies were all turned into the sleeves of the master of Xinmei, and immediately turned their eyes to look at him, only to see that he had a pair of bare arms, revealing two long arms with thin bones and edges, and his appearance was very ugly.

Master Xinmei's sleeves were as sharp as a blade after being watered by internal force, but they were still cut into pieces in an instant, and you can imagine how fast and ruthless Wang Chan's sword was.

Wang Chan followed and kicked directly in the chest of the five monks, and the famous Shaolin Arhat Formation was instantly broken.

On the other side, Mr. Iron Flute leaned against the pillar, gasping, his face pale, and blood dripping from his throat and chest.

In the face of a little-known young man, his world-shattering iron flute had no chance to make a move!

At the moment when Ah Fei turned to look at Wang Chan.

I only heard a soft sound of ding, and more than ten cold stars shot out of the iron flute in Mr. Iron Flute's hand like a rain of cold stars towards Ah Fei's back! )