Tang Wancai still used his golden lotus palm to meet the enemy.

Both the Vajra Yang Palm and the Golden Lotus Palm are the purest and most yang internal strengths.

But the difference in cultivation between the two people is two layers, Tang Wancai is congenital 3 layers, and Chen Daoming, a lantern burning Taoist, is congenital 5 layers.

Therefore, within a few rounds, Tang Wan was slapped away.

After landing on the ground, Tang Wancai felt a burning pain in his back, which made him grin, and he couldn't help but touch back, and a piece of clothing that was hit fell into pieces, and a big slap mark on his back was impressive.

Immediately after that, the qi and blood surged, and a mouthful of thick blood sprayed to the ground, and he fainted to the ground.

The nickname of the Lamp Burner is not for nothing, and it is said that his palm power can light the lamp.

"Evil ways, leave!"

At this time, a woman's voice came from the air, and a beautiful shadow fell from the sky, and two pieces of white sword light slashed towards Kunlun Dao Chang like two bolts of lightning.

Chen Daoming turned around and inserted his palm, and the two waves of qi dissolved the surging sword qi.

"Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable! You woman is not a good thing, you dare to partner with Tang Wancai to deceive us and take your life!"

Chen Daoming saw that it was her, scolded and used the Vajra Burning Yang Palm.

Suddenly, the air around them warmed up, and the heat wave rolled in.

Li Miniang used all her strength, a bunch of snowflake steel knives, the martial arts only saw the light of the knife but did not see the figure, and it seemed that the beauty was dancing in the snowflakes, the cold light was shining in the enchanting, and the knife aura was compelling.

The two men fought fiercely, and those Ming soldiers and other martial arts people all stopped and withdrew a few feet away, afraid of harming themselves, so they could only watch the battle for the two of them.

Including the beggar gang protector Wang Jiantong, he also retreated.

Both of them are congenital 5-layer cultivators, and they are evenly matched, and it is difficult to distinguish between the top and the bottom.

The surrounding flowers and trees are also unlucky.

The branches that were shocked by the sword qi of the snowflake twin knives flew wildly, and then they were affected by the qi waves of the scorching sun palm, and they faded into dry branches and dead leaves.

After a cup of tea.

The two of them fought their internal strength, and finally Chen Daoming hit Li Miniang's lower abdomen with a volley.

At the same time as Li Miniang flew backwards, a mouthful of blood spurted out of the air, but this blood contained something, and a little white light shot towards Lao Dao's neck.

Chen Daoming hurriedly dodged, and at this time, Li Qiniang landed in front of Chen Daoming, who was three feet away, and shook her sleeves, and a shrill voice buzzing in the air came out.

Chen Daoming, who had just surpassed the poison dart, turned pale, and there were several stinging pains on his body, and then he turned over and fell to the ground.

At this time, Li Qiniang couldn't get up, and Cherry spit out another mouthful of blood, and whispered, "What a powerful King Kong Burning Yang Palm......

Wang Jiantong, Wang Shouyi and others hurriedly snatched the old way back, Chen Daoming was like a dead man, his face was pale, and he didn't know what to do.

"Amitabha!" A fierce chanting sound came, and the Shaolin monk fell to Li Miniang emptyly, "The female thief actually hurt people with a secret weapon, hurry up and get the antidote, otherwise the poor monk will be killed!"

"Thief monk, if you want the antidote, come to the old lady and get it!" A sneer hung on the corner of Li Miniang's blood-dripping mouth, pointing to the bulge on her chest.

"Amitabha Buddha ......" The empty monk closed his eyes, and in front of everyone's eyes, he really didn't dare to attack the beautiful woman's breasts, "Take it out yourself, otherwise the poor monk will crush your head with one palm."

"Hahaha," a hearty laugh came from the air, "I can't imagine that the famous Shaolin warrior monk would take advantage of people's danger to bully a weak woman?"

When the words arrived, a phantus fell behind the empty monk.

"Who are you?" When he looked back, a young silver-armored general stood in front of him.

This young general's teeth are white and his lips are red, his face is as white as jade, and he is dressed in decent silver armor, which is no less than Zhao Yun when he is alive, and Lu Bu is reborn.

"Ask me if I'm a soldier," Chongzhen smiled and pointed to his nose, "What is the position of the great monk in the Shaolin Temple?"

"The presiding officer of the Luohan Academy of the Shaolin Temple, the Dharma name is empty, and the four famous monks of the Shaolin Temple are ranked last."

Chongzhen nodded, he had already seen that his martial arts cultivation was at the 6th level realm, and he was also an innate master like him at present.

"Since you are a Shaolin monk, why did you come here to be domineering and domineering, and you have to bully an injured woman, it will have an impact on the reputation of your Shaolin faction."

"Amitabha, the little general's mouth is still in virtue. The poor monk came to seek justice from Emperor Wu of the Ming Dynasty this time, not to bully others."

"You said Chongzhen, why did he provoke the monk? Let's talk about it."

"As an emperor, he doesn't want to govern the country and the country, but he cultivates and practices martial arts, and kills innocents indiscriminately, these idle poor monks can also be ignored, but if they secretly practice our Shaolin kung fu and tarnish the reputation of the Shaolin faction, then the poor monks can't ignore it."

"Shit!" Chongzhen smacked him, "The martial arts in the world are created by the predecessors of the martial arts, and everyone in the world can practice them, as for the good and bad practices, it is his own business, why do you have to divide the gang to take some kung fu for yourself, it's too selfish!" It's like being an emperor, the old Liu family, the old Li family, this chair has been sitting, and the old Zhu family can still sit on it, and in the future, Zhang San, Li and Siwang Mazi can sit as long as they have the ability. I killed all the people who should be killed, how could I have killed innocents indiscriminately, and you still have to take care of the emperor's affairs as a monk?"

Chongzhen's words about the unity of the world choked the master of emptiness.

Emperor Wu of the Ming Dynasty Chongzhen