Xia Liuqing, who was in the front yard, also began to gasp at this moment, his current condition may be worse than Barron's!

No way, he needs to stop most of the monks here.

But one thing is not bad, that is, it is he and Monk Jieyun who are fighting until now.

Who asked Monk Xie Yun to order to solve this matter by himself!

Bang!

After the collision again, he could feel that Monk Xie Yun's breath was obviously unstable.

Because he was too worried about the matter of the Hidden Scripture Pavilion, he accidentally received two whips during the confrontation with Xia Liuqing just now.

With Xia Liuqing's two whips, he almost whipped the Qi in his body.

Syllable!

This is a big hand that has been directly on Monk Xie Yun's shoulder, Monk Xie Yun turned around, staring at the person who slapped his shoulder with red eyes, didn't he say not to interfere!

When he saw that it was Monk Baowen who patted him on the shoulder, he swallowed the words that came to his lips again.

"Uncle Shi! You're angry again! It's too heavy to ......."

Monk Baowen said it easily, but his strength was not relaxed, he was worried that his uncle would rush over and be whipped again.

The golden light that erupted from the Scripture Pavilion had also been noticed by them, so they didn't plan to spend it here any longer.

"Master asked me to solve this disaster as soon as possible!"

Baowen said in a serious tone: "So, Uncle Shi, your current state is not suitable for fighting!" Host, it's hard work! ”

After that, Monk Baowen "helped" Monk Xie Yun to the presiding officer of Xingjiao Temple, and handed Monk Xie Yun into the hands of the presiding officer of Xingjiao Temple.

Originally, Monk Xie Yun was going to struggle for a while, but he was indeed inferior to Baowen in terms of strength!

Although the whole person looked like Monk Baowen was supporting him, it was actually Monk Baowen who carried him to the presiding officer of Xingjiao Temple.

After hearing that Monk Baowen moved out of Master Jiekong, Monk Xie Yun didn't say a word, he knew that if he wanted to say who respected Master Jiekong the most in the entire Shaolin, it must be the Baowen in front of him.

Monk Baowen's attitude towards Master Jiekong is comparable to that of his son meeting Lao Tzu!

The character of Master Jiekong saying that he will never go west in the east, of course, Monk Baowen does not allow anyone to say that Master Jiekong is not.

Xie Yun clearly remembers that in the Shaolin Temple, the monk Baojing was greedy for merit in the process of cultivation, but it enhanced the strength of "me", which led to the abandonment of the previous achievements and fell into the greedy Zen demon path, and ran away after suffering from "pink eye"!

At that time, if it wasn't for his dying senior brother who stopped Bao Wen, Monk Bao Wen would definitely kill Bao Jing desperately!

At that time, Monk Xie Yun once thought that Shaolin Temple was going to give birth to two demon monks!

Monk Baowen strode up to Xia Liuqing, who was panting there, and said word by word: "Xia Liuqing, is it okay to give up resistance?" Shaolin will take care of you for the rest of your life......"

Xia Liuqing was slightly stunned, what was this tower-like monk talking about in front of her?

Shaolin will take care of the rest of his life, and he intends to imprison himself to death!

"Hahaha, this is the funniest thing General Ben has ever heard, take care of General Ben for the rest of his life, you are also worthy!"

Xia Liuqing laughed twice, his face was grim, his hands clenched the bamboo steel whip and waved suddenly, and the steel whip was once again shrouded by that repulsive force.

Bang!!!

Bao Wen's face was gloomy, and his slightly rough palm pressed directly on Xia Liuqing's steel whip.

Of course, Baowen's palm did not touch the steel whip, and there seemed to be some kind of force between the pitch-black steel whip and Baowen's palm to block the collision between the two.

But this hand is enough to distinguish the high and low.

The repulsion brought by Xia Liuqing's godhead mask did not shake the treasure monk in front of him.

Although Xia Liuqing is tired and has some factors that can't maintain his godhead, but as far as the treasure monk is concerned, he can't practice it in twenty years!

"Since Xia Liuqing, you don't accept the poor monk's proposal, then don't blame the poor monk for being heavy-handed!"

After saying that, the Baowen monk stepped forward with his palm, and Xia Liuqing's figure suddenly retreated, and two ravines were ploughed under his feet.

It's just that after Xia Liuqing stabilized his figure, he shot towards Baowen again, quickly turned around in the air, and with the help of the power of inertia, he smashed towards Baowen's head with a whip.

Bang!!!

The five fingers of the palm of the Baowen monk were clenched, and the golden flame was instantly wrapped around his fist, colliding with the oncoming steel whip composed of yin and evil, and the golden mang and the black qi were mixed together, stirring up a powerful shock wave in the courtyard, blowing the surrounding monks had to retreat a few steps.

"It's so strong! Is that the strength of Senior Brother Baowen......"

A kind of monk whispered, I used to hear people say how strong the generation of Shaolin Temple's "treasure" generation was, and today I saw it.

Even if it's Xie Yun hosting...... Well, Monk Xie Yun can't be called a host yet, I guess he can't do it to this point.

At the center of the battlefield, Monk Baowen looked at Xia Liuqing with a fierce face, he didn't expect that this old man was already in a state of exhaustion and could burst out with such a strong Qi energy.

Syllable!

There was another crisp sound, and Xia Liuqing's figure fell from the sky, and there was a yin qi floating around him.

The steel whip that originally smashed into Monk Baowen slid from Xia Liuqing's right hand to his left hand at this moment, and he lifted it up suddenly, and the tip of the whip slashed towards Baowen's chest.

Seeing this, Monk Baowen withdrew the fist he had punched, crossed his arms into an "X" in front of his chest, and forcibly caught the whip with the golden bell jar.

Seeing that the whip was missed, Xia Liuqing was originally going to distance himself from Monk Baowen, but his body suddenly seemed to be imprisoned by a brutal force.

"It's ......"

Xia Liuqing looked at Baowen's right hand with five fingers slightly clasped and instantly understood what kind of move this was.

Fingers!

Sou!

Xia Liuqing's figure was directly sucked by Baowen!

Seeing Xia Liuqing, who was sucked by himself, Monk Baowen instantly tied up his horse, stretched his back, clenched his left fist, and the rich Qi energy continued to converge towards his left hand.

In front of him, Xia Liuqing was about to rush in front of him, and the monk Baowen was stunned and punched out!

Bright Fist!

The fist that was swung at high speed poured towards Xia Liuqing who was flying towards him with a sound of breaking the air.

"Damn...... ...... to General Ben"

The punch thrown by the monk Baowen still carried a shock wave, and the punch that broke through the air came to Xia Liuqing in the blink of an eye, but Xia Liuqing had also experienced a lot of strong winds and waves, and the steel whip in his hand swung out with a repulsive force, drawing a black light in the air, and now shattering the shock wave carried by the Bright Fist.

"Broken!"

At the moment of splitting the shock wave, the extremely domineering punch of the Baowen monk had already killed Xia Liuqing, Xia Liuqing shouted, hit all the power on the tip of the whip, and stabbed towards the Bright Fist!

Rumble!

The sound of the explosion suddenly shook the entire courtyard, and the fierce smoke also wrapped Xia Liuqing and Monk Baowen in it.

Just when the monks were still guessing who had won, suddenly there was a sound in the sky in the distance like a cannonball!