Monk Zhiwu was seriously injured, his back was slightly stiff, but his round eyes were firm, standing in the middle of the street, stopping the pursuers.

Wu Che's eyes were red, he held Zhu Ju under his arm, and took the opportunity to rush out more than ten steps away, shouting loudly: "The first seat of the scripture, take care!" ”

The injuries on Zhiwu's body are like broken porcelain pots, the meridians that were hit by the three masters are reversed, and the two legs are already weak and weak, and they are all constantly running strong by their true qi, and it is a miracle to be able to stand up straight.

The old monk has been preaching for many years, and he understands Buddhism well, and at this time he is close to the end of the lamp, and there is a sense of relief in his heart. I couldn't help but smile at the hostile crowd in front of me.

Meng Yishan followed closely by Wang He's side, stunned by the monk's smile of life and death.

He immediately shouted towards Wang He: "Chase after Wang Gonggong, this monk Lao Tzu stops!" ”

He pondered that the old monk was seriously injured, and he was sure to deal with him. simply sold Wang He's favor to give him a chance to snatch back Zhu Ju.

Wang He nodded, stretched out his left hand to support his right arm, gritted his teeth and forced, and put the dislocated shoulder back into place with a click, he broke out in a cold sweat in pain, and flew towards the top of Zhiwu's head, Meng Yishan followed with a wave of the saber and slashed Zhiwu.

The old monk shouted, and forcibly used his true qi to shake open the bruised meridians in his body, and against his palms, the fierce stone grinding palms slammed into Wang He. ignored Lao Meng's head-on knife Guangli.

The eunuch Wang was in mid-air, there was no way to avoid it, so he could only step down, and he could not really break the air, and the palm force on the downward blow shook Wang He and fell straight down the street.

The old monk also took five steps back with the force of the shock, and a large mouthful of blood gushed out, splashing all over the front of the monk's robe. But it also made Meng Yishan go empty.

Zhiwu's foothold was not stable, Wang He and Meng Yishan attacked again, and the murderous knife moves and palm power overlapped.

Zhi Wu's sleeves waved together, rolling out two endless lines of true qi and wrapping directly around the two people in front of him. The old monk's body bent his back like a bow at the moment of attack, trying to dissipate the enemy's strength.

Bang! The sleeves removed most of the palm power, and Wang He's palms were like resisting the void, and he didn't have any strength. He snorted coldly, the five knuckles bent into a grasp, touched the monk's veins, and the lotus fingers locked the veins with a blow, shaking the monk's half of his body numb, fortunately, his internal strength was pure, and he spit out several strands of true qi from the dantian to recoil the veins, and for a while he was in a stalemate with the lotus strength that attacked the body.

Half of Zhiwu's body was locked by Wang He, Meng Yishan took advantage of the momentum to swing his sword, and the saber light danced out of a cold light, and the monk hurriedly danced with his left arm to block! brush, half of the sleeve was cut off by the blade, Lao Meng's wrist trembled, and the sharp mang waved again! China's two fingers were chopped off by Qi Qi. The fracture was bare, and in the blink of an eye, several blood springs burst out.

The pain in his fingers shook the old monk's spirit, and his lowered eyebrows raised slightly.

Heavenly King Zhiwu shouted in a deep voice: "Medicine Master Sect Master, Longevity Nengren, Yaksha God, Blazing Light King!" ”

Using the sound of the Buddha's voice to cause a hundred veins to resonate, with the recitation of these four sentences, wisps of true qi return to the dantian qi sea from the acupuncture points around the body like a dormant angry dragon. After a week of the cyclone of the air and the sea, it scattered wildly! Wang He, who was holding the monk's vein, only felt a domineering internal force rushing in, snap! burst out of Wang He's capture. actually shocked such a master as Eunuch Wang two feet away.

Zhi Wu's eyes widened, and his face was flushed with a faint gold. Angry, he used his stump hand to slash at the broken saber that had been split again, and with a bang, his middle finger fell to his face, and the broken parts of his three fingers were red and swollen like charcoal. The old monk shouted, and three blood arrows rushed out with a sneer, shooting Lao Meng's chest!

Meng Yishan was shocked, and returned the knife with a grid, snap! With a loud bang, bloody arrows were shot at the broken saber. Immediately burst into Lao Meng's tiger's mouth, and the remaining momentum hit his chest without stopping, and Meng Inspector's tall body was knocked straight out of five steps.

There was a dull pain in the place where the arrow was hit. I wanted to vomit blood but retched and couldn't vomit anything, and I was injured by the internal force of the blood arrow to just kill.

Heavenly King Zhiwu's face turned pale, and after this blow, the true qi thief in his body went to the empty building, and he still couldn't stand still!

Wang He was surprised in his heart, it was rare to see this kind of domineering martial arts, like the secret of the Shaolin Temple's Golden Yaksha power......

In addition to the two scriptures of Shaolin Temple, there is another set of Golden Yaksha power inherited by the Medicine Master, even in Shaolin Temple, I may not have heard of anyone who has practiced it for a long time.

This set of kung fu is sharp and fierce, and the shot is to hurt oneself first and then others, destroying the withering and decaying, and the power is incomparable.

Wang He was a little happy to see the hunt. He was rich and prosperous for half his life, with great ups and downs, and his desire to fight and win turned into an obsession with martial arts.

It is also the kind of dangerous road where the strange peaks are prominent.

It's rare to meet a strong opponent like Zhina, which is a great opportunity to confirm what you have learned.

Wang Gonggong temporarily put aside the idea of anxiously chasing Zhu Ju, his mood became mellow, he waved his two palms with his hands, and he cast a castration and slapped Zhiwu, which seemed to be soft and weak, but in fact, the inner strength had reached the peak of his internal strength.

Zhi Wu roared angrily, and once again used the sound of the sound to send the dantian, and borrowed a few wisps of internal force from it like drawing water from the desert, and urged the Golden Yasha force with the power of the stone grinding palm. The pain in the arm was as sharp as the meridians were torn, and it was about to break. The ruthlessness of the Yaksha force even he couldn't bear it himself, hurting a thousand people and hurting eight hundred.

At this time, he really had no choice, gritted his teeth and pushed his palms flat, hitting Wang He's palm without any tricks!

Bang, bang! With two explosions, Wang He was blasted off the ground and flew up, and the power of the Golden Yaksha broke into his lotus true qi like a sharp arrow, drilling straight into the meridians, as sharp as inserting a steel file! The true qi of different qualities collided slightly, and the reverberating strength made Wang He suddenly burst out a mouthful of blood. As soon as the true anger was reversed, he almost went off the rails, and he was about to fall to the ground uncontrollably. In the crisis, he suddenly overturned, hitting the ground with a raft with his palm, and his body rebounded back like a bent green bamboo, whew! Another two palms slapped at Zhina.

The monk leaned forward and dodged a punch, but he missed. Wang He's palms were just a false momentum, but the killing move was on his feet, stepping on his left foot to shovel the shin of Zhiwu's calf, poking his feet in one style, and poking them squarely.

Zhi Wu's body shook, and Eunuch Wang took advantage of the situation to insert his two fingers into the shape of scissors and slammed them into Zhi Wu's eyes!

The monk was kicked by Wang He and was already unable to move, and just about to move, two silver lights flew by, poofed twice, and an iron arrow was hit in each of his thighs and waist and crotch, nailing the monk in place. A figure flashed, and Song Jizu snatched a strong crossbow in the hands of the officers and soldiers and chased it.

Meng Yishan covered his chest and shouted: "Old Song, hurry up!" ”

Wang He's fingers were still a few inches away from Zhiwu's eyes, and he couldn't dodge. Song Jizu had already flown to arrive again, and Zhi Wu shook his head and bit it in shock, and actually closed Wang He's two fingers with his teeth!

It's just that the true qi can't practice the teeth, Wang He's fingers can be soft and strong, and now he struggles forward, breaking Zhiwu's front teeth in two places. Mouths full of blood. The monk tried his best, regardless of the empty door in front of his chest, and attacked Song Jizu and Wang He with both palms. With the momentum of jade burning, he played the Shaolin Pharmacist Sutra's two ways of liberating the killer's "Pulling out the bitterness must be two deaths!" ”

The palm power was surging like a raging wave, and with more than double the strength of the party, it rolled towards the two people in the field!

Wang He and Song Jizu came out with four palms, trying their best to resist the offensive caused by Zhiwu's overdraft of his own vitality, and as soon as they made contact, the two of them were unable to support. The old monk's palms were as heavy as a mountain. Song Jizu, who was relatively weak in oppression, had his eyes split, and his blood was red from his neck to the root of his ears. If you want to exhale and open your voice, you can't do it, it's like fighting for your life! Meng Yishan had been staring at the scene in the field, and at this time, he took the opportunity to draw his knife again and slash at Zhiwu's outstretched hands.

Before the knife fell, the old monk shouted like a lion's roar, as fast as thunder!

The three people in the scene were deaf and deaf, and their hearts were taken away. Wang He Song Jizu's resistance weakened in an instant,

The monk's Fahai Lei Yin shook the opponent's offensive, and with a circle of his hands, the two people in front of him were turned outward like a wave of palms, and the other hand was slammed, "The saints of the Dharma Realm are destined together!" "Boom.

This style is similar to the martial arts qi of suicide, and it is like scattering the true qi of the whole body.

Zhi Wu can't know himself for a long time, so he can run to the palace smoothly with the little county king. Only with this move can these two opponents with extremely high martial arts skills be severely damaged.

Wang He fought with injuries, and when he saw that there was no blood on his face, Song Jizu's pupils constricted. The two of them invariably guided downward with the power of palms! Intended to distract from the power of this move.

Zhiwu's arm was slightly raised, and the three strands of strength staggered past, and the true qi was like a landslide and a sea surging towards the two people on the opposite side!

Seeing this, Meng Yishan swept into the storm circle where the internal forces of the palm wind were intertwined like a bird from the side. The arc-shaped body and the force exchange method of the butterfly flying seven spins offset the wind pressure of the palm force, and the body sank into it! The original intention was to save Song Jizu, and he took Lian Wanghe out of the circle together.

Lao Meng himself was like a gourd rolling on the ground, rubbing under Zhiwu's palm. I felt that my back was hot, and there was a muffled bang. The blue brick and stone pavement on his side was half a square foot and was cracked and shattered! The most central is like a powder.

Lao Meng, who got up and rolled up, couldn't care about being discouraged, this style of martial arts was so fierce! Smack your tongue for it!

Zhi Wu fell to the ground, this Shaolin Heavenly King, after all, ran out of oil and lamps.

Song Jizu settled down, but he was also afraid for a while, and signaled Lao Meng with his eyes.

Meng Yishan said: "Damn, the old monk is a good man, let him live first!" Dispose of it again. ”

Wang He glanced at Lao Meng deeply and said, "With Lao Meng's inspection and help, our family has accepted our feelings." ”

Meng Yishan laughed, his face sank, and said, "I don't expect you to be grateful to Lao Tzu, I only have one thing to ask you, who did the murder of Liu Qiaomei." ”

Wang He looked stunned, that incident was as trivial as worm mud to people like him.

The prince had to think about it before he could remember, and replied: "That day, the king of Yongning County was drinking in Huayue Tower, and he heard a guest from the palace say that the five male brothers were in Luoyang, so he asked my subordinate Lu Qi to lead the way and personally asked the five heroes of Tsukasa Ling to be his guard. ”

"Xiao Luzi has followed me for many years, and he won't hide it from me when he comes back. He said that Zhu Ju didn't meet the five male brothers, and when he bumped into the landlord's daughter, he was raped, and let Lu Qi kill him afterwards. ”

Meng Yishan scolded in his heart, damn it, Lao Tzu should have chopped the little beast to death with a knife just now.

Wang He confessed two sentences, he was already very impatient, and flew to track in the direction of the palace.

He fought many battles, his true qi was consumed, and his physical strength was not as good as before. Don't dare to run too fast, Rao is so, in the eyes of those Yongning guards, it is also as fast as an arrow.

As soon as Meng Yishan's mind relaxed, he felt that his limbs were weak, and he was hit in the chest by Zhiwu's bloody arrow, and the burly old Meng couldn't bear it.

He knew that the injury was not light, and even the true qi of Yunrou Fist was circulating in his body, but he couldn't dissolve this stagnation.

At this time, Mo Kui protected Mr. Yan, as well as Zhao Tianze and Lord Xue.

When everyone saw the stone pavement in the center of the street, which was cracked by Zhiwu, they were all shocked!

Xue Jingzhong asked with concern whether Lao Meng had ever been injured?

Meng Yishan slapped his swollen face and became fat, without mentioning that the three people almost killed an old monk, and said unashamedly: "Don't worry, don't say it's a monk, my old Meng is not ambiguous about thousands of troops and horses!" ”

Master Xue was stunned, thinking that this Meng Yishan is really brave, no wonder he can quickly go from a catcher to an inspector.

The Meng thieves were not ashamed, but there were also people who saw the wind and steered, and Liu Zongbing complimented and said: "Lord Meng is a powerful god!" Martial arts! Shaolin mad monks are not opponents. ”

Lao Meng laughed, patted Liu Li on the shoulder and said, "Brother Liu is not bad, he just doesn't eat Zhu Ju's coaxing." As the saying goes, loyal ministers have solar terms! ”