Xuan Ci clasped his hands together, and the robe wrapped around Zhao Yu's body tightened again.

And Zhao Yu, who was deeply involved, didn't even bother to look at Xuan Ci and Sandu, but turned his head to look at Erha, who was fighting with all the masters.

Looking at the eyes of this deflated calf, he did not have the consciousness of being in danger at all, but had a relaxed demeanor of watching the battle.

Poof!

Although the robe wrapped around Zhao Yu's body was tightened again, after all, that guy's internal strength cultivation was not a joke.

Forcefully used the robe to subdue the magic skill, so that Xuan Ci, who was sitting cross-legged, kept vomiting blood.

The first senior monk of the Dharma Academy on the side saw that the abbot's situation was getting more and more critical, but they had nothing to do.

"Amitabha Buddha ......"

Seeing that Xuan Ci was about to be unable to hold on, the little monk who had made a move before on the side sighed.

Immediately, without waiting for everyone to react, the little monk pulled up his monk's robe and raised his hand towards Zhao Yushu in the Vajra Demon Array.

To the surprise of the surrounding monks, the little monk's robe was actually the same as the abbot's robe, and it instantly rose to a foot away.

Even, they vaguely felt that this little novice's robe was much more powerful than the abbot!

The gray monk's robe was wrapped around the robe and shrouded Zhao Yu's body.

"Huh...... It's kind of interesting! ”

Zhao Yu finally turned his head and looked at the little monk who was standing beside the abbot not far away with his hands folded.

"Senior Brother Xuannan, who did he learn from this robe to subdue demons?"

The first seat of the Discipline Academy on the side stared at the little monk who was casting his robe to subdue the demons, and asked in a deep voice to the Xuan Quan on the side.

The most taboo thing in Shaolin Temple is to steal teachers to learn art.

The appearance of the fire foreman Tuo at that time made Shaolin Temple secretive about this kind of stealing teacher, and this is also the reason why Master Zhang Lao Daoist respected Master Jueyuan passed away.

"I don't know ......"

Xuan Nan stared at the little monk who seemed to have relieved the abbot's siege on the side, and shook his head slightly.

The robe subduing demons, even in the Shaolin seventy-two stunts, is also a top-ranked top martial art.

According to the rules, even they, the heads of the various academies, are not qualified to practice this divine skill.

The entire Shaolin Temple can only be practiced by the abbot and brother.

This little monk is just a little novice of the imaginary generation, and the most martial arts he can come into contact with are Wei Tuozhang and Luohan Boxing.

I don't even have the qualifications to enter the Dharma Academy, how can I practice such divine skills?!

The Shaolin monks here are secretly speculating about the origin of this little monk's divine skills.

And over there, Zhao Yu looked at the little monk who appeared beside Xuan Ci, and suddenly became interested.

His internal strength has been cultivated to the realm of transformation, in addition to the completion of the Divine Illumination Sutra, there is also the strong internal strength that Jiang Yuyandu gave him.

At this time, he is even better than Zhu Ignorance.

And the little monk in front of him also contains hundreds of years of internal strength, which is very out of people's reach.

It just so happened that Zhao Yu could use this little monk to try how many catties and taels he had now......

Thinking about it, Zhao Yu closed his eyes slightly, and the inner breath of the dantian instantly swarmed out, pouring into the limbs and bones of his body.

The robes and monk's robes, which had been tightened more and more, swelled again.

It was also Zhao Yu's intention to be tempted, otherwise the internal strength rushed away fiercely, and these two torn clothes would not be able to trap him at all.

……

On the other side, Erha became more and more courageous, his body was shining with golden light, and the aura exuded from Zhou's body was already on par with Cheng right and wrong.

More than a dozen masters and major leaders besieged it, and they couldn't hold it for a long time.

"Childe, I don't think it'...... right"

In the periphery of the besieging crowd, Murong Fu waited for an opportunity to move.

And Feng Laosi, who has always liked everyone the most, frowned at this time and persuaded: "Why don't we quit the Shaolin Temple first, and then make a plan!" ”

Syllable!

What is surprising is that it was a slap in the face from this son who answered Feng Laosi.

Murong Fu turned to stare at Feng Laosi and didn't say a word.

It's just that those red eyes are full of madness.

In Murong Fu's view, this is an excellent opportunity to push many masters to the opposite side of the imperial court.

He has lived for more than twenty years, and such an opportunity has only appeared in front of him once.

He knew in his heart that this kind of thing would probably never happen again in his life!

He didn't want to miss ......

Feng Laosi, who had been beaten by a mouthful, did not speak again, but still loyally protected Murong Fu's left and right.

"Kill!!"

Erha poked out with a punch and knocked a master out with a sword and a person.

When the man landed in mid-air, a mouthful of blood mixed with minced flesh rushed out, and he couldn't survive!

Golden opportunity!

And at this time, Murong Fu, who had been wandering around the periphery and looking for opportunities, was in the limelight.

A sword suddenly rose up, and at an extremely tricky angle, it stabbed straight into Erha's armpit.

At this moment, Erha had just killed one person with one punch, and he didn't have time to close his fist, and the sword mang pierced into his armpit in this gap.

Should I say it or not, if I didn't encounter those changes with hanging, in fact, Murong Fu's martial arts were still quite powerful!

Practicing kung fu, the cover door is nothing more than a few.

Murong Fu, who has been reading the directors of hundreds of martial arts schools in Langhuan Jade Cave and Huanshi Water Pavilion all the year round, naturally knows that the armpit is the cover door for some top-level horizontal kung fu.

Even if it isn't, this armpit is the weakest part of the horizontal exercise.

Bite!

"What?!"

Seeing that a sword was successful, before Murong Fu was overjoyed, a string of sparks appeared under the armpit of the reckless man.

Murong Fu's face was full of disbelief, and when he looked up, the reckless man was looking at him with a playful expression.

Is it stupid?

Anyone who knows this stupid big guy understands that this guy looks silly on the surface, but in fact, he is not much less than Zhao Yu.

He exposed his flaws just to catch Murong Fu, a little white face.

"Childe!!"

Seeing that Murong Fu was restrained, Bao was different and the fourth elder immediately stepped forward with a weapon.

But their skills are a little shallow after all, and Erha, who is not bad, is too lazy to parry.

The sword fell, and apart from the piercing sound of gold and iron, it had no effect at all.

"Die!!"

Erha let out a bloody sneer, his other hand was raised violently, and his huge fist was aimed at Murong Fu's pretty face, and he smashed it hard.

"Duan Gongzi, please save your cousin......"

Wang Yuyan, who was standing outside the battle circle, immediately turned around and looked pitifully at the handsome young man who was sticking to him beside her.

"Don't worry, Miss Wang!"

The handsome young man was full of confidence, and then took a pose, pointing forward.

Everyone was waiting to appreciate the demeanor of the six-vein divine sword, but they didn't want to, but the young man's fingertips didn't move at all.

"Forehead ......"

The young man was embarrassed for a while, and it was obvious that his magic skill had failed again at this important moment!

Erha, who was above the killing intent, would not give Murong Fu a chance again, and his fist went straight to his pretty face with the sound of breaking the wind.

Seeing that Murong Fu was about to die, but at this time, a masked monk sprang out of the woods outside Tallinn.

This person came from the air, and when he swept over Erha's head, his right hand and fingers poked out, and he shook Erha left and right twice.

Thump!

Erha, who was about to land his fist on Murong Fu's face, suddenly fell directly to the ground with a heel.