The monk resisted both palms with one palm, but he still seemed to be at ease, but Jin Yingyuan was sweating profusely, as if he was about to be unable to resist. Seeing this, Han Tinglan, who was closest to him, stepped forward to help, and swung his palm at the monk's right arm with a move of "avoiding the pounce" in the tiger's palm, in order to relieve Jin Yingyuan's pressure. The three of them stood in a T-shaped formation and fought together.

The remaining three people of the Wuyue Sword Sect, seeing that their side was two against one, still could not attack the enemy, Liang Jianping shouted: "Take out the sword." As he spoke, he slashed at the monk's chest with a "jade dragon outside the sky", Tang Yiwei on the left slashed at the monk's back with a move "Shiguan Huima", and Zhou Qinyue on the right side slashed at the monk's shoulder well, cloud gate, and giant bone acupoints. At this time, the people who watched the lively rivers and lakes, seeing the fight, all of them left the restaurant one by one, and I knew that they had already put away the money, and they quickly left this place of right and wrong. The rich son Hu Boran and the Yang brothers didn't know when, and quietly left the restaurant.

Qin Muhai originally wanted to help when Han Tinglan was attacked, but seeing that the monk was not defeated, he couldn't bear it, but he never thought that this so-called mountaintop Wuchen would be so shameless, and it was directly five people together, if he wanted to rescue at this time, he couldn't catch up with the three long swords of Liang Jianping and others.

Seeing that this sixth brother Ling's monk friend is about to die here. On the opposite floor, a red-clothed robe suddenly floated over, rolled up the blades of the three people, and threw them to the ground beside them. Then, before he could see his face clearly, a figure flashed and slapped the shoulders of the three people who were in a stalemate, and Jin Yingyuan and Han Tinglan withdrew their palms and separated, and took several steps back.

Liang Jianping looked at the long sword on the ground, and blurted out in shock: "Shaolin's robe subduing demon skills!" looked at the person who came, and found that it was also a monk, but he was about thirty years old, and after he quickly passed the person in his head, he said: "Master Xinzen, as the first disciple of the Shaolin abbot master, today he shot at my Wuyue Sword Sect disciple for no reason, dare to ask what does it mean?"

Xinchan put on the robe again, picked up several long swords on the ground one by one, handed them to Liang Jianping and others, and pointed to the monk who was in his twenties before: "This is my uncle's beloved apprentice Xinzhi junior brother, the little monk is just afraid that a few high-ranking disciples of the Wuyue Sword Sect will hurt my junior brother, and he has no other meaning. ”

Jin Yingyuan fought before, and the internal organs in his body vibrated a lot, and his whole body was in pain, and he was about to ridicule each other. was pulled back by Senior Brother Liang next to him. Liang Jianping said: "Since we are the two senior monks of Shaolin, then we naturally will not beat our own people, we will say goodbye and see you in Meizhuang in a few days." With that, he took the four junior brothers and sisters and was about to turn around and leave. But he was stopped at the door by a man.

Xinzhi didn't know when he had already walked to the door, and said word by word: "Jin Daxia, Senior Brother Ling is my best friend, you smeared and insulted him for no reason in public, today I will either apologize to him, or step on my corpse with your senior brother to go out." ”

Liang Jianping looked at Xinzen, Xinchan shook his head and said: "Master Liang, don't look at me, the stubborn spirit in my heart comes up, don't talk about me, even the first uncle of my Discipline Academy, my master can't dissuade me." If you don't believe me, you can try. As he spoke, he straightened out the robe on his body and looked at the five disciples of the Wuyue Sword Sect.

Although Jin Yingyuan usually likes to mock others, he is not stupid in his heart, he saw that this heart really looked endless, and he thought that there was no need to provoke the first apprentice of the Shaolin abbot for an apology, and the master would definitely scold him if he knew it in the future. With a horizontal look in his heart, he stopped and said: "I, Jin Yingyuan, here, apologize to Ling Muyu, the god of the machine, for what I did before, I'm sorry." With that, Liang Jianping and others left here quickly.

Xinzen said in his heart: "This Wuyue Sword Sect is really good, just a disciple, so judge the situation, I hope it is the luck of the rivers and lakes." ”

At this time, Xiao Yun and the other six people had also gone downstairs to thank the two of them, and after the two passers-by exchanged their names, they naturally complimented each other. Nangong Aolan saw that Xinzhi looked at it again and again, as if she was looking for something, and couldn't help but say: "Senior Brother Xinzhi, don't look for it, we made an appointment to meet here, Sixth Brother Ling may have been delayed on the road because of things, but he is not here at this time." ”

Suddenly, he thanked Nangong Aolan and said: "My Shaolin faction is close to the left, and there has been a lot of delay here, since Senior Brother Ling is not here, then the little monk and my Senior Brother Xinzen will say goodbye, and we will meet again in Meizhuang." With that, he walked out of the door with Xinzen, and Yi Hang couldn't help but ask, "Senior Brother Xinzhi, aren't you worried about Sixth Brother Ling at all?"

Xin Zhi smiled faintly and said, "If he wants to come, no one in this world can stop him." Senior Brother Ling had not arrived at this time, so naturally there was a reason why he was late. I still know this very well. As he spoke, he saluted the six of them again, and in an instant, disappeared behind the street corner.

Qin Muhai said with a smile: "This Xinzhi character is comparable to that of Sixth Brother Ling. "Otherwise, we wouldn't be together. Things are gathered by like, and people are grouped. Lu Mengshuang said lightly beside her.

Xiao Yun said: "Everyone has also seen it. Whether it is the top of the mountain Wuchen or the two young brothers of the Shaolin faction, martial arts are not general, and we still have a long way to go. I remember that Sixth Brother Ling often said, 'The detainees of the rivers and lakes, thinking about fame and fortune, are always chasing and will not be satisfied, there are many such people in the martial arts, but the degree of sinister can easily make people crushed.' But I would like to say today that even though the road ahead is difficult and difficult, the responsibility of the teacher always urges us to be courageous. ”

Qin Muhai and the other five all responded positively. Xiao Yun continued: "It's been a long time to delay here, I made an appointment with Sixth Brother Ling before, if the day doesn't come, we will meet in Yanqing Town on the outskirts of the city in the evening, let's go on the road and go to Yanqing Town." ”

The six of them replied yes, and then each of them carried their bags, left the Xingwu Building, and walked out of the city. Although Huzhou is not a big town, the streets and alleys are full of people coming and going, and the cries of selling come and go, so it is not lively. Qi Qinggui, who had been thinking silently, walked and suddenly said: "Senior brother, who said that the sixth brother's martial arts are useless, you think, the sixth brother's pure yang Wuji skill is the eighth level of cultivation, the highest among the seven of us." As soon as he finished speaking, he was knocked on the head by Nangong Aolan again, and said: "When is it, I still want to have these things, and I am in a hurry." Qi Qinggui muttered a few words, and then fell silent again, but this time the silence did not last long, and the familiar sound of the two of them sounded in Xiao Yun's ears again, and his heart gradually calmed down.