"Boom!"

The lifelike peacock bombarded away.

With the cold-blooded sword as the beak, the strong skill of the iron hand as the body, the agility of the pursuit of life as the wings, and the ruthless power of the mind to form the skeleton of the peacock.

The ruthless coldness, the calmness of the iron hand, the agility of chasing life, the cold-blooded bravery, and the advantages and characteristics of the four famous catches all converge on this peacock.

Thousands of dark objects face the daylight, and the reflection and refraction scatter colorful light, which is beautiful and beautiful.

In a trance, it seems that there is really a peacock flapping its wings and flying high, and it is like the peacock King Bodhisattva descended to the world to punish the Buddha who does not abide by the rules and precepts.

"Amitabha!"

Painful Zen mouth proclaimed the Buddha's name, with the whole body to support the Vajra not to damage the body divine skill, the golden body protection Qi flashed several times, and finally it was still overflowing in nothingness.

Pain Zen is the core of the formation, and the Pain Zen is broken through the protective body, and the formation is immediately affected.

"Whoa!"

The peacocks spread out and turned into a mercury-spilled, pervasive, all-pervasive torrential rainstorm.

Dancing in the Wind!

Flowers and tears!

Needles in the snow!

Half a moon bend!

Wind and snow, four unique hidden weapons!

The terrible cold light was sprinkled one after another, and the hidden weapon refracted thousands of dazzling lights, even if the Peacock Feather of Peacock Mountain Villa broke out, the power was only like that.

The light dissipated, and the battle ended.

Ruthlessly sweating profusely leaning on the wheelchair, already exhausted, iron hands, chasing life, and cold blood were all covered in sweat, pale, and obviously very consumed.

Pain Zen half-knelt on the ground, Ren pulse 24 points, Du pulse 28 points, all inserted a flying needle.

Although there are not too many injuries on his body, no matter how much he urges his true qi, it is difficult to gather half of his strength.

The remaining eighteen monks, each with twenty or thirty hidden weapons inserted into their bodies, sealed acupuncture points or joints, unable to gather qi, unable to move, and allowed to be slaughtered.

Defeated!

Shaolin lost another game!

The only good news is that the pain Zen tried his best to block it had an effect, although the monks were drenched in blood, and four or five people were broken dantian, but no one died.

For Shaolin, whose defeat is getting bigger and bigger, and it can even be said that there is almost no chance of winning, saving the lives of these monks can be regarded as preserving the seeds of rise.

In fact, there is also good news, the four famous arrests have been shot, and only Sanhe Yishi, Xiao Yuanshan, Li Jinyu, and Tie Feihua are left on the court side.

At present, only three games have been played, and there are still six games left, even if one person plays one, there are only four games, and Shaolin can win two games for nothing.

The difficulty is that before the four of them are finished, Shaolin can only lose one game at most, otherwise it will be a rout.

Wuxiang and Du Zheng glanced at each other, and they already had a calculation in their hearts, that is-continue to redeem the child!

With the advantage of background and numbers, Li Jinyu who was forced either gave up a game or sent a master, and finally consumed all his combat power, and Shaolin won without a fight.

However, it can't be exchanged directly, after all, Shaolin has already lost three games, and if it loses one more game, Li Jinyu will get the "match point", which is too dangerous.

The two of them are still a little worried, that is, Li Jinyu will break the kettle and settle the battle within five games.

In this way, the next shot will be nine times out of ten - Sanhe Yishi!

For this 120-year-old old-timer, the people present are all juniors, and there are very few who are one generation lower, most of them are two or three generations or even four or five generations.

Sanhe Yishi has lived in seclusion for decades, and has always been a dragon with no end in sight, and his specific achievements are very few.

Don't say that he is forty or fifty years old, even if he is an old monk in his eighties and nineties, he only knows that he is good at the four disciplines of blood transformation knife, rotten bone palm, pure yang gang qi, and purple mansion divine flute, and he doesn't know anything else.

According to rumors, Sanhe Yishi originally chose Li Jinyu as his successor, but Li Jinyu did not apprentice, and only practiced pure yang qi seriously.

Sanhe Yishi has four unique learnings, He Junqi, the saint of Miaojiang, inherited the blood knife and rotten bone palm, and the Zifu Shen Xiao and the warm jade Xiao were passed on to the godgranddaughter Su Ying.

As for the cultivation of Sanhe Yishi.

First of all, he is more than one hundred and twenty years old, even if he is just working for years, he can cultivate a strong skill, not to mention that Sanhe Yishi was also a genius when he was young.

Secondly, although the poison skill is powerful, the cultivated poison element will damage the meridians, unless there is a special method, it is difficult for the poison skill to live a long life, and it is difficult to maintain combat power.

Sanhe Yishi has such a long life, either because he has a special method for cultivation, or because he has an elixir to protect his body......

The matter of the ice silkworm absorbing the poison element of Sanhe Yishi is a secret among the secrets, and there are only a handful of people who know that Li Jinyu has ice silkworms, not to mention other situations.

After thinking about it for a long time, he was afraid of the hundred-year-old poison yuan, and he didn't dare to put up a hundred and eight Arhat arrays.

Fortunately, there are many masters of Shaolin hermitage, and with a burst of green smoke, five old monks appeared at the same time.

The five old monks, with droopy ears and old people, are so old that they can't open their eyes, hunched over their waists, and look extremely stupid, not like top masters.

But everyone knows that monks and Taoists are the older they are, the more powerful they are, and the older they are, the more wrinkled their faces, their beards and hair, and their old eyes are dizzy, the higher their martial arts are.

If these old monks and old Taoist priests are doing the work of carrying water and sweeping the floor, they will run away when they encounter it!

No!

Nine times out of ten, you won't be able to run!

Either fight to the death, or obediently admit defeat.

Li Jinyu's eyes narrowed slightly, these five old monks were holding firewood knives and dry firewood, obviously doing rough work such as chopping firewood, and they must also be masters.

It's a pity that they are not good at hiding.

It is necessary to know that the Han people have always "respected the elderly", not to say that Buddhist temples such as Shaolin are ordinary people, and for the old people of eighty or ninety, they are also grandfathers and ancestors.

Wu Zetian once decreed that the old people who have reached the age of ninety in various places are supported by the imperial court, not only have rice and grain every month, but also have other rewards during the New Year's holidays.

In short, if there is a ninety-year-old man in a family, the rice and grain given by the imperial court can at least make a family of seven live comfortably.

If the children are not filial, it is even more important.

The elderly can go directly to the government to complain and accuse their children of disobedience and unfilial piety, and once it is verified, it will inevitably be punished.

Since ancient times, filial piety has come first, and there has been disobedience and unfilial piety in a certain place, which means that there is no way to govern, and the assessment of the local county order is greatly reduced.

Cutting off people's futures is like killing their parents and delaying people's black yarn hats, and the consequences can be imagined.

These five old monks are at least ninety years old, and not to mention the offerings of the imperial court, it is impossible for them to chop wood and carry water just based on respecting the elderly.

The spies of the Neiwei Mansion just took a random turn in Shaolin and found something special about the five people.

Li Jinyu stepped forward and sneered: "Even the five elders in their arms have come out, who is the disabled?" ”

As soon as these words came out, everyone was shocked.

Holding the remnant is a senior monk in the temple, and his generation is still above the Xuanci Pain Zen Fangzheng Tianzheng, but there has been no trace of the Dharma for decades, is it actually a fire-headed monk who chops wood and burns fire?

The heroes were even more shocked.

The masters who besieged the Yan madmen back then were mainly Shaolin embracing the five elders and Wudang Sanjiu Zhenren, and everyone thought that the five were dead, but they didn't expect to be alive.

If the five elders are alive, is Wudang Sanjiu Zhenren still alive? What's going on with them?

In fact, when he heard about Wudang, he wanted to test whether the nine doubts, nine deaths, and nine lives were alive, but unfortunately he was stopped by the Wudang Seven Heroes and finally returned with a feather.

The Shaolin family has a great cause, and it has its own unscrupulous disciples, hearing Li Jinyu's words, thinking of the humiliation of these five old monks in the past, he was shocked and sweated.

An old monk with dry firewood in his arms, his hazy and cloudy eyes looked left and right: "Holding the disabled? I'd rather hold a big bundle of dry firewood and white snow in my arms. ”

Another monk said, "Holding the crippled? Why do you have to be disabled? Can you hug the moon? ”

Another monk said: "Since his name is Baoyue, since there is no problem, I call Baohua when there is no problem?" ”

Another monk said: "He has no problem, then my name is Baofeng, I won't mess with you, right?" ”

The remaining white-bearded old monk who was old, lazy, tired and short sighed: "The four old bald have already hugged the wind and snow, and the old man has no choice but to hug the disabled." ”

Hug the wind, hug the flowers, hug the snow, hug the moon, hug the disabled!

Embrace the five elders!

Hearing the five people admit their identities, the people present were even more shocked, and turned to look at Sanhe Yishi.

Since Shaolin sent the arms of the five elders, the court side can deal with it, and only Sanhe Yishi is left.

Li Jinyu said: "The wind and snow are remnant, and the wind and snow are still withered in the end." ”

Holding the remnant squinting his eyes, he said: "In the red world, what is not withered or broken?" To be crippled...... It's always going to be crippled, but sooner or later. ”

Li Jinyu said: "This is not right, even if the wind and snow are withered, but the poetry of the literati and the wonderful pen of the painter can finally leave an immortal chapter in the annals of history." ”

"That's interesting. ”

Li Jinyu said: "Compared with the vast universe, the wind, flowers, snow and moon are not worth mentioning, but as long as you can shine your own brilliance in the life of a mayfly, you can be remembered, so why be afraid of withering?" ”

hugged the remnant and said: "You are young, and you still have decades of good years, and when you reach the age of eighty, you can still say these words, and you can be regarded as a real hero." ”

Li Jinyu said: "A real hero, why do you need so many years? When I was eighty years old, all I had left was nostalgia for the past. ”

hugged the remnant and said: "What about you now?" ”

Li Jinyu said: "Now, I just hope that my wind and snow are wonderful enough!" ”

hugged the remnant and said: "Aren't you afraid of withering here?" ”

Li Jinyu said: "To tell you the truth, the distance between me and you is at least two years, and it will be at least two years before I can be sure to deal with the five of you." ”

When everyone heard this, they said a big sigh.

What an identity and martial arts for the five elders, a young man in his twenties said that he could fight five in two years, and Yan fanatics were not so arrogant!

But thinking about Li Jinyu's record, I feel that this is not arrogance, but absolute self-confidence.

Li Jinyu is the kind of person who, no matter how much he overestimates him, is still underestimated in the end.

Sanhe Yishi smiled: "Young life needs to shine, my decayed body has long been withered, no matter how 'crippled' it is." ”

hugged the remnant and said: "According to the age, we should call you a senior, since it is a junior to beat a senior, it is reasonable for the five of us to go together." ”