Chapter Eighty-Four: The Monk of Xuanzi

"Master!"

When the two young men saw that Xiao Lao'er had lost one of his arms as a joke, they didn't turn around and run away in fright, but became angry, drew their knives and cut them directly.

If this Xiao Lao'er can still make Lu Hanjiang think about it and play with Xiao Wuxianggong, then these two young people are pure, so he can't be interested in the slightest.

Lu Hanjiang simply pulled out the heavenly machine, and the brilliance of the divine soldier shocked the jaws of I don't know how many people, he couldn't even use a sword move, it was just a simple horizontal sword.

The ring knife in the young man's hand was directly broken in response, and there was no flaw in the fracture, and the smoothness was shocking.

Lu Hanjiang's sword does not have any skills, it is purely relying on the sharpness of the weapon.

"Stand down!"

Xiao Lao'er finally relieved himself at the moment when the heavenly machine came out of the sheath, he hurriedly stopped the suicide of the two apprentices, and used the only remaining left arm to hold the halberd tightly and confront that Lu Hanjiang.

"Who are you from this sword-Bei Hades!" Xiao Lao'er raised his momentum and roared, but he didn't know that in Lu Hanjiang's eyes, his appearance was really ugly.

If the skill is not as good as others, bow your head and admit defeat, why bother to slap your swollen face like this and become fat, but in the end, you missed Qingqing's life.

"It's the family teacher."

Lu Hanjiang pulled a sword flower and put the sword into the sheath, he still had that faint smile on his face, as if what happened just now was an illusion, if it weren't for the broken arm of the blood, he thought that this was where the junior was greeting him.

"Sure enough," Xiao Lao'er stared at him hatefully, gritted his teeth and sneered: "This old guy from Bei Yingzi even passed on this heavenly opportunity to you, so it seems that this old ghost has already returned to the West!" ”

"The seniors opened their mouths and closed their mouths to call the family teacher by name, could it be the old man?" Lu Hanjiang seemed to be saying something irrelevant, and the fact was also true, except that his martial arts and weapons were free, he had nothing to do with Bei Yingzi or anything.

"If it wasn't for the old man's chess mistake back then, how could he take away this magic weapon!" Xiao Lao'er's face was full of remorse, and there was a faint sense of pride.

Lu Hanjiang pursed his lips disdainfully, it's not that he looks down on this old man, this guy's decades of kung fu are indeed not in vain, but in the end, that's what it is.

Reluctantly arranging the title of a first-class master, it is not a gold sticker, but if he can break his wrists with the head of the Carefree Sect, it is really outrageous.

Among the people Lu Hanjiang knows, there are many people whose martial arts are higher than him, not to mention anything else, if this Xiao Lao'er only has these two halberds to play, then he doesn't have to make a move, and a few hundred households are enough to clean him up.

"It turns out that the predecessors have also fought with the ancestors, but I don't know that in this palm power, compared with the ancestors, how hot is it?"

Lu Hanjiang said that Xiao Lao'er was a loss of face, he couldn't speak with his neck stiffened, but the young man was still angry, and said: "You are just relying on the advantages of weapons, what is there to be proud of!" ”

Lu Hanjiang raised his shoulders helplessly, looked at the young man with the eyes of a fool and said, "What you said is right, I just rely on the sharpness of the sky, if you are not convinced, go back and change your weapon and fight again." ”

"You!"

Young people estimate that they usually don't meet people like Lu Hanjiang, there are always people who are stronger than your martial arts, but if they are stronger than your martial arts and thicker than you, then this is very terrible.

They can't beat it, they can't say it, they just want to escape, and they don't have much hope after seeing the ghostly light skills of the other party.

All of them have their hearts sideways, and they look like they would rather die than give in.

In fact, Lu Hanjiang hoped that they would escape, and it was useless to kill the three miscellaneous fish, so it was better to let them go and spread their reputation, as for saying that this prestige had become notorious, wouldn't it be a matter of course, could he still expect this group of Jianghu righteous paths to have any good feelings about the Xiaoyao faction.

"Everyone, slow down!"

Just when Lu Hanjiang waited left and right, the head snake finally came, and they all said that those who persuaded the fight would always appear after others had finished fighting, and the ancients did not deceive me.

The gray-robed monk with a stick surrounded Lu Hanjiang and the others in a neat and orderly manner, and the leader was with a shiny bald head, with nine ring scars on it that were eye-catching, and he was wearing a big red robe, which should be a monk who could manage affairs in Southern Shaolin.

"Amitabha."

The leading monk first said a word of Buddha's words, and then looked at Xiao Lao'er: "You are all here to eliminate the demon and defend the Dao, and attack each other, but in vain to provoke the demon Dao demons to laugh, and please give the temple some face, today's grievances, put it aside for the time being." ”

The two young men were about to have a seizure when they heard this, but Xiao Lao'er stopped his mouth, and he said to the monk, "Just follow the master's words." ”

After the broken arm, the pain is not in the arm, but in the mutilated person, where is Xiao Lao'er's previous heroism in this matter, the appearance of hanging eyebrows and eyes, is the black bear-like body, which looks a little rickety.

It's just to take advantage of the reputation of Southern Shaolin to hide his life.

The leading monk's sad face also relaxed slightly, and he said to Na Xiao Lao'er: "Donor, you are so seriously injured, please go to the temple to heal first." ”

Xiao Lao'er nodded, and silently left with two apprentices and a few gray-robed monks.

From beginning to end, Lu Hanjiang remained silent, he didn't care if these people could leave or not, at this time, Nan Shaolin was willing to come forward to receive it, which was obviously the best.

After Xiao Lao'er and the three of them walked away, the leading monk said to Lu Hanjiang and the others: "Since the benefactors are here to slay demons, the contemptible faction will not be lazy, the wing room has been prepared, please move to the temple." ”

Where have Ringo and the others seen this kind of battle, they are like puppets at the mercy of others.

Instead, Lu Hanjiang looked curiously at the number of ring scars on the monk's head and asked, "I don't know what the master's name is?" ”

"Poor monks are miserable." The monk said.

"It turned out to be a high-ranking monk of the Xuanzi generation, disrespectful and disrespectful."

Although the words were polite, Lu Hanjiang was a little surprised in his heart, the generation of Shaolin Temple is Xuanhui Xu, this monk is just a Xuanzi generation, and he actually has such a powerful position, this righteous leader is really extraordinary.

"The donor has said it, the little monk looks at the donor's martial arts, I don't know where it comes from?" Xuan asked bitterly.

"Disciple of the Carefree Sect, the moon leaves the wind."

Hearing this, Xuan Ku's eyes fell on the heavenly machine hanging on Lu Hanjiang's waist, and a little complexity flashed in his eyes, and he said Amitabha Buddha again, and said: "It turned out that the Northern Underworld Dao was tall and tall, and the little monk was rude." ”

"The master is gracious."

Lu Hanjiang laughed and asked, "I saw that the master wanted to speak and stopped, and I don't know what to say." ”

"It is a great good thing for the donor to help the righteous path to get rid of demons, but it is only the same way in the world, and not everyone is willing to appreciate this virtue."

Xuan Ku's words are not euphemistic, translated as Nan Shaolin only wants to slay demons, as for the grievances of the free faction and other righteous paths, they don't help each other.

However, this also fulfilled Lu Hanjiang's wishes.