Wang Jiaoxi saw the boundless power of Diluo's shot, and his heart moved to cross the Wang River, and he threw a punch at the Diluo monk.

Diluo's concentrated blow was actually not full, and Wang Fu'er's excited punch was shocked by the huge force under the old monk's palm, and he took a few steps back, and his body turned half a circle before he unloaded his remaining strength. The whole arm was completely numb from the shock.

"What a powerful monk!"

Diluo raised his brows slightly, unmoved by Wang Jiaoxi's volley. With a deep shout, Da Jia Ye palm slammed into Meng Yishan, and he was about to avenge the killing of Sun.

The palm power is like a mountain, unstoppable!

Under the crisis of Lao Meng, who is mixed with martial arts, he has the strength of peace, changes his palm with a single knife, and his left palm contains strength, and he plays the killing move in the hand of the congenital too easy to disperse!

This set of martial arts contains hexagrams, and the feminine is in the masculine position, and it is a first-class loose hand with both rigidity and softness in the Daomen.

But what Zhou Yi Lao Meng doesn't understand, but at this moment, he is highlighting a shock to save his life.

Seeing that the situation was not good, the two ghosts of Pishan made a move together, and they all made dense and small blocking moves.

The three of them joined forces to resist Diluo, and they could feel the power of the old monk's palm more and more, like a pillar of heaven breaking and the four poles collapsing! It's hard to breathe under pressure.

Bang! One slap flew three people.

Martial arts have reached the pinnacle, and no amount of softness can overcome rigidity.

Meng Yishan's figure was thrown backwards. Like a butterfly struggling in a storm, his innate true qi was almost scattered by a blow. Hundreds of limbs hurt everywhere.

The combined attack of the two ghosts in the mountain was broken, and the ugly girl didn't care about her posture, she rolled backwards without any fancy fancy, and only stopped and got up after rolling out of the three feet.

Her senior brother and ghost, who took the initiative to take on stronger palm power, flew up and slammed into the rammed earth wall of the ancestral hall, knocking through the Di Gong Ancestral Hall.

This beggar-like old monk Diluo is so strong that he is not reasonable at all, and he is invincible with one broken three, and the dragon elephant among the monks is invincible.

Wang Fu'er let out a long roar, stomped his left foot, shook his shoulder, and punched hard, hitting Diluo hard!

Dapeng flies and vibrates eight poles, and the strength is invincible. Golden-winged Dapeng fist spreads its wings and strikes!

Diluo Shenrong moved, and finally stopped taking it hard, and his thin arm flipped up, and he opened up Wang Jiaoxi's fierce punch.

Without waiting for the monk to counterattack, Lu Yunpeng, who had become a horn with Wang Jiao, shook the spear in his hand, turned around and threw a shot at his wrist, and then stabbed Diluo's heart.

The gun came out like the wind, piercing the night and sliding towards the ground! The monk didn't have time to collect the gun, and finally took a step back.

is as strong as the Diluo Divine Monk, and they all have to admit that the master strength of this Yi Wangfu force is too strong, especially Wang He, Lu Yunpeng and Wang Jiaoxi, all three of whom are first-class innate masters.

Although Di Luo was not afraid, it was not so easy to kill Meng Yishan tonight. With the skills of a bandit and these top masters, a tough battle still has to be fought.

The moonlight gradually darkened the clouds, and light snow fell in the air.

As the biting cold wind blew through the coats of the Luoyang soldiers, General Wu Chang Wu didn't want to wait for these Jianghu figures to divide the winners and losers, and he wanted to take the initiative to hunt these monks.

The weather is bitterly cold, and the people in armor are not durable to fight, so it is best to fight quickly.

Under his command, a hundred cavalrymen picked up the soft bows they carried, mounted their arrows, and the horses began to run in a small circle, and with Wu Chang's order, the cavalry began to run and shoot! Arrows are like locusts flying in the sky, shooting Shaolin stick monks across the night sky.

Arrows rained down, and several monks who were already injured couldn't dodge and were shot down by powerful arrows one after another.

The cries of pain were drowned out by loud shouts, and the monks struggled to dance the iron rods and dial the eagle feathers to resist the flying feather arrows.

A distance of 100 steps, a hundred cavalry threw two rounds, the results achieved were not too good, the monks were obviously trained in battle formations, and they were not flustered in the face of the rain of arrows, and danced out of the stick flowers calmly, covering each other in pairs, and even under the leadership of the monk who held the steel knife, they formed a sharp arrow to charge the Ming army.

Seeing these monks rushing up, Wu Chang pursed his lips tightly, slightly nervous.

The light cavalry was equipped with a single knife that did not benefit the monks' iron rods. Wu Chang calculated for a while, and did not let the cavalry rush up to break through the formation, but ordered the hundred cavalry to go around to the flank to find fighters, and let out the field to press the two hundred foot soldiers.

King Kong Zhibei and Jiezhi drove one side by side, and did not take out the strange sword weapon that he was good at, and the traditional blade was still reliable on the battle array, he picked up more than fifty catties of iron rods, danced the Shaolin mad demon method, and rushed into the array of the Luoyang army, a mad monk swept the leaves, bang! The iron battle brought the wind, and two were stoned to death when they landed, and three were forced to retreat.

Only then did a group of soldiers break up with one move. At least five enemy soldiers' waist knives slashed up, Zhibei shouted, and the iron battle was drawn from left to right, drawing a small circle, and dancing a green dragon tail!

The five sword-wielding soldiers were so shocked that they even broke and bleed, and all five knives were knocked away by the monk's iron rods.

Heavy blades on the battlefield to combat swords. It is also the most lethal mad demon method, a combination of ferocity and courage in battle, and it is waved by the Shaolin elders, and it is invincible for a while.

It's like a hot knife cutting butter.

At the moment when Zhibei waved the iron rod again, a knife was as clear as autumn water, rising and falling in the snowy night!

Meng Yishan rushed, plunged, and took out the knife!

The Broken Army Treasure Knife was wrapped in the wind and snow, and the knife slashed heavily in the middle of the iron rod with killing intent, and the monk withdrew his hand in time, almost chopping off one of his hands.

At this time, Wang He and Wang Fuer cooperated with Lu Yunpeng to fight in the wind and snow, and the battle was extremely dangerous. Lao Meng's skills are more than a step behind, and he can't insert it at all.

Until Zhibei rushed into battle and saw that no one could stop him, although Lao Meng and Wu Chang did not deal with each other, but at this time, the two armies were facing each other, and they couldn't cross the bridge and watch dryly.

It has to be top.

Lao Meng stepped on the wind and snow, raised the treasure knife obliquely, and slashed three times in a row at Zhibei, the knife momentum was like an antelope hanging horns, unpredictable.

King Kong Zhibei is very brave, do not dodge or dodge, let your knife skills change, I only attacked all the way, danced the iron rod and swept all the way in front of me, and the bell bell sounded three times with the sword, and actually blocked Lao Meng's follow-up killing moves.

The monk shouted, pressed the stick, took out the stick like a gun, and slammed it at Meng Yishan's throat. Almost hit, the bandit turned around, carried the momentum of butterfly flying, and narrowly avoided the blow.

Lao Meng could even feel the ferocity of the iron rod breaking through the wind and killing it. But in the end, he managed to dodge.

Meng Yishan gritted his teeth and swung his knife again, and rushed forward, fighting the crazy devil stick of wisdom and sorrow with the panwang knife.

The monk has been immersed in the stick method for many years, and he has both cruelty and law.

Single-knife against stick, fighting more than 20 moves, Meng Yishan couldn't grab the upper hand, and even some were suppressed by Zhibei's dense and wind-like stick skills.

If Yun Ao is here, it will be enough to kill Zhibei.

Lao Meng is still a little worse, but he has the advantage of being familiar with the Shaolin mad demon battle.

He and Shaolin outcast Mo Tiexiong have practiced more than 100 times. I have long figured out the essence of this martial art.

At this time, a fierce battle made Lao Meng realize that the upper hand of the attack could not get the upper hand in the hands of this Zhibei, the world's martial arts out of Shaolin, and the strength of Shaolin stick skills is not a lie.

On the contrary, it is the Fubo knife technique taught by the abbot of Guangqin, which is mainly defended and attacked, which is more suitable for breaking the stick of Shaolin.

No matter how crazy he is, I will slash myself and calm the waves.

Meng Yishan's knife handle turned, retreated and took out the knife, the knife did not stop, and the interception of the Zhibei stick method will be exhausted, although there are occasional mistakes, he will be deceived by the temptation of the monk's stick method, and fall into a crisis.

But the butterfly flying seven spin body method he deceived from the lewd thief Hua Die'er made up for the shortcomings, and he always moved vertically and horizontally from the disadvantage, and occasionally had to counterattack and kill with a knife.

This Scarface Captain, his sword skills have actually increased in the fighting.

It's getting tougher and tougher.