"Senior brother, when the time is ripe, come out of your hands!"

In the wind and rain, the two great monks of Kongkong and Kongtian flew up at the same time, and the Shaolin Vajra Palm and the Vajra Enchanted Palm both played the palm power of the eight heavens and eight layers.

The palm wind was whistling, and the two waves of qi hit Chongzhen's heart with lightning speed......

At this time, Chongzhen's one-arm palm power and Ouyang Changgeng's Heaven and Earth Phaseless Divine Palm, the two waves of qi were intertwined again.

Ouyang Changgeng flew out upside down for a few feet, and a mouthful of blood sprayed into the wind and rain, and when he fell down again, he was covered in mud, dirty water splashed, and his head and face were all over his face.

It was also mixed with a stream of red blood that was squeezed from the chest, and the mud and blood quickly melted into the rain, became pale and colorless, and flowed downstream......

At the same time, two waves of qi hit Chongzhen's back.

Bang, two sonorous sounds.

The bell-shaped wave of qi that enveloped Chongzhen was heavily deflated, and it instantly returned to its original state. Chongzhen snatched two steps forward, turned around and struggled to push out his palms.

This move is the "sudden" of the eighteen palms of the dragon, this is a defensive move, if the enemy is close to the attack and can not dodge, you can use this move, do not retreat but advance.

At this time, it happened to be two monks who sneaked attack, so Chongzhen naturally used this trick just right.

The innate eight-layer palm power supported by the innate 9-layer realm was very fierce, and in the roar of the dragon and the tiger, two waves of qi hit the sky and the waist and abdomen of the sky and the sky at the same time.

Like two black sacks being blown up, the two great monks flew several feet high and landed in the jungle not far away......

"Senior brother? Brother?"

The two monks, Empty and Empty, looked frightened, shouted twice, and regardless of the pain on their bodies, the two phantoms disappeared into the wind and rain......

In the blink of an eye, these dozens of so-called famous and decent martial arts masters left more than 20 corpses in this muddy general, and the rest fled.

"It's cheaper."

Looking at the afterimage in the rain, Chongzhen sneered, but he didn't chase after him, and pulled Wang Chengen up on the ground.

Wang Chengen was covered in mud, and on his head, his big fat face was also pasted, and he couldn't tell the head and face, and the black three-mountain hat was covered with muddy water.

But he couldn't hide his painful expression, "Master...... It's okay to ...... miscellaneous family."

"Wang Daban, bear with me."

Chongzhen knew that he was being strong, and slapped him lightly on the back, Wang Chengen snorted, and his expression grinned.

The lancet knife, which was deeply embedded in the back, was shaken out and plunged into the mud.

There was a hole in the blood in the back, and the blood flowed like a pour.

Youjin Yiwei simply bandaged him, and Chongzhen asked him to take hemostatic and analgesic pills, and Wang Chengen felt much better.

At this time, Li Moran also came over, wiping a handful of blood marks from the corners of her mouth, she was injured by Ouyang Changgeng's phaseless magic skills, and her face was pale.

Chongzhen gently pushed his back to heal his injuries, and with the input of Chongzhen's internal force, Li Moran's delicate body trembled, and a mouthful of blood spit out, which was bad to hold in his heart.

Then let her help with the healing pill, Li Moran felt a lot more comfortable, although his face was pale, he couldn't feel the existence of the pain.

The Jinyi guards also suffered more than 100 casualties in this battle, including Wang Chengen and Li Moran.

The injured were treated in time, and the dozens of Jinyi guards who died had no choice, only to sleep in the mud of the mountains and wilderness, together with the dead bodies of more than 20 enemies.

Chongzhen saw the dark clouds in the sky rolling.

Although the rain has become lighter, it has no intention of stopping.

Worried about the safety of the Mabao Pioneer Battalion, Chongzhen reorganized his soldiers and horses and marched forward in the rain.

After a meal, Chongzhen took more than 400 brocade guards and walked through the wind and rain.

"Drive! …… Driving ......"

The horses' hooves trampled in the mud and dirty water splashed everywhere, and the group became blurred in the wind and rain and quickly disappeared......

After more than an hour, in the rain and fog, behind the mountains and forests, more than a dozen afterimages slowly gathered together.

This battle is the four famous Shaolin names

The monks were all injured, as well as Zhao Gang of the Wudang Sect and Ouyang Changgeng of the Heaven and Earth Sect.

Chen Hualong, the right protector of the Heaven and Earth Sect, was killed in battle, and several disciples of the Beggar Gang and disciples of the Wild Wolf Gang died.

"Master, where do we go from here?" The beggar gang protector Wang Jiantong has a sad face, and the famous Shaolin monk Wudang famous sword is here now, and he is not the opponent of the faint king.

Now he remembered that the beggar gang leader was in no light at night, this person drank everywhere and traveled the world, if he could come, Dusk Jun Chongzhen was definitely not an opponent. The deputy gang leader Ye Xiaohan can come, and these two people are both masters of the True Qi Realm.

"Amitabha." The empty Arhat said, "Why don't we go to the Dashun Emperor Li Zicheng, and after recuperating from our injuries there, we can use the Arhat Array of our Shaolin faction to deal with this faint monarch, and there is no other way to do it. If the Arhat formation doesn't work out, then we have to ask our abbot to come forward."

Kongkong knows that the identity of the abbot of Shaolin Temple is too high, and the abbot will never come forward unless it is absolutely necessary, the abbot is a master of the true qi realm, how can he easily come forward to take care of these trivial matters?

"The master's words are very good, this time we are guilty of underestimating the enemy, this faint monarch's martial arts cultivation is definitely not something that one person can match." Ouyang Changgeng also agreed.

Of course, the others had no objections, they had nowhere to go now, and felt that only Li Zicheng would return Corporal Lixian, and treat them like guests, where they could live.

After discussion, more than a dozen black shadows quickly disappeared into the rain and mist......

Emperor Wu of the Ming Dynasty Chongzhen