Although he thought perfectly here, but everything in the world is variable, and the monk Huikong, who was in danger, suddenly felt that the evil wind on his head was not good, and he gathered a mouthful of dantian qi in his palm, and suddenly struck out.

Just listen

"Ah" screamed, and Wu Liancheng, who was originally swearing, only felt a strong wind blowing in his face, and he had no choice but to send it away, and he was treated by Huikong Monk

The "Great Compassion Seal" hit the chest and immediately fell to the ground, with blood in his mouth.

"Brother!"

"Brother!" Tu Jiuxi and the others saw that their siblings were frustrated, and they were angry, and at that moment, the three-foot ghost king Zhao Wushuang pulled out a meridian life-killing mandarin duck dart from his waist, and took advantage of the fact that Monk Huikong was not ready to get out.

This strange-shaped secret weapon suddenly split into two in the middle of the journey, and the two sharp points flashed an ominous blue light under the sunlight, and at first glance it was a highly poisonous thing.

Even though Monk Huikong had the hard skills of the golden bell jar and the iron cloth shirt to protect his body, he did not dare to be arrogant in the face of such vicious methods, so he hurriedly untied the burden behind his body, grabbed a corner, and hit it head-on.

It was also a loss that he was carrying some dry food, a change of clothes and other things, so that after the two poison darts were hit, they would not immediately penetrate the past.

Taking this opportunity, Monk Huikong's body turned, and he danced the one hundred and eight fate beads in his hand, pushing aside the offensive of Tu Jiuxi and Lingbao Sanren Badoma, and aiming at Zhao Wushuang is palm.

His palm came very quickly, and before everyone could react, he had already arrived in front of Zhao Wushuang. Only

There was a crisp sound of "pop", and the three-foot ghost king almost really became the ghost of Huangquan.

"Bald donkey, look at how powerful I am with a snake whip!" The South China Sea Qiulong Kuang Siye was already red-eyed at this time, seeing the two sworn brothers fall one after another, if he didn't show some housekeeping skills, I am afraid that the scene would be even more unfavorable if he delayed.

Thinking of this, he let out a loud cry and pulled out a soft whip from his waist. This precious weapon is put on the ordinary ground and he is reluctant to use it, but now that the five of them are fighting Huikong, they can't manage so much when they reach a dead end.

Kuang Siye grabbed the whip in his hand, and shook it out of thin air, as if there were eyes on the tip of the whip, and went straight to the neck of Monk Huikong.

Once you get entangled, no matter how high you practice, it will be difficult to break free. The Soft Whip was the assassin among the hundred soldiers, and Monk Huikong had been paying close attention to this man's movements since he took it out.

Although he committed a taboo against the enemy with two minds, it was a hundred times stronger than being calculated by him in secret. Just as the difficult thing was about to hit him, Monk Huikong shook the rosary and wrapped it with the whip.

Immediately after having enough strength and pushing it into his arms, Kuang Siye suddenly stood unsteadily, his body grabbed a few steps forward, and he almost fell to the ground.

Seeing that the third brother's life was in danger, the iron-backed Canglong Tu Jiuxi and the Lingbao Sanren Bamado tried almost everything they could, and they were bound to rescue him before Monk Huikong took control.

It is said that the slightest mistake is a thousand miles away, and this sentence is the most suitable for use at the moment. At present, the battle of six people has entered a white-hot situation, where is the monk Huikong willing to give them this opportunity to save people, although the Buddhist disciples are compassionate, but at the same time there are times when King Kong is angry.

Obviously, the Huikong monk at this moment is the latter. I saw him slap out with a palm, and when he saw that the other party's two helpers had arrived, he hurriedly lifted the change style, and his body rose into the air, as if an Arhat had descended into the world, and used that palm technique that fell from the sky.

"Da Fanbo Ruozhang?!" Faced with the Shaolin faction's shocking move, Tu Jiuxi was dumbfounded on the spot. Since he has been roaming the rivers and lakes for many years, such moves have only been fortunate to be seen in some ancient books, and now he has finally broadened his horizons.

"Big brother, let's go!" In order to save Tu Jiuxi's life, Bamado did not hesitate to use all his strength to push him out of the range of Huikong Monk's palm, but he was too late to leave.

In an instant, a loud bang shook the four fields, and all kinds of gravel on the wall of Shaomu Mountain fell one after another.

Looking at the scene of the fight, there was a large palm print that was one foot wide, Kuang Siye and Bamado had already been slapped into meat by this blow and died on the spot.

The iron-backed Canglong Tu Jiu hoped for the pool of blood in front of him, and was speechless for a long time. At first, he just wanted to catch Monk Huikong and make a name for himself in front of the governor's army, but he never expected it to end like this.

"Thief monk, this revenge I Tu Jiuxi and you don't share the sky, take your life!" Tu Jiuxi, who was already on the verge of collapse, raised his exercises to the extreme that his body could bear, and every palm brought a strong wind, and went straight to Monk Huikong.

"Amitabha, the sea of bitterness is boundless, and the poor monk advises you to turn around quickly. Regarding the killing caused by his own hands, although Monk Huikong didn't say anything, he felt a little remorse in his heart.

As a monk, I originally thought that Pudu was born in my arms, but when I walked the rivers and lakes, there were always people who were aggressive for fame and fortune, which was really a sin, a sin.

Anger, hysterical rage! Tu Jiuxi, who was already completely out of control, only had killing in his eyes. Now he lives in the world for only one purpose, that is, to break the body of Monk Huikong into ten thousand pieces to sacrifice the spirits of several brothers in the sky.

Being entangled by him like this, Monk Huikong immediately fell into a dilemma. I knew I had just used it

If you can't fight quickly, I'm afraid that you won't be able to get out again, let alone save Shaolin from fire and water?

After making up his mind, Monk Huikong clenched one hundred and eight fate beads in both hands, and the dantian competed, and several true qi continued to pour into the meridians.

"Donor, offended!" the words fell, and he smiled

The "Great Compassion Seal" reappeared in his hand, and Tu Jiuxi knew that his move was powerful, and hurriedly threw the oolong heart stab, wanting to delay the opponent's attack and wait for the opportunity to find a way to break the enemy.

Monk Huikong saw clearly, and suddenly something flew in front of him, and hurriedly dodged sideways. Only then did he turn around, that Tu Jiuxi's

"Nine Dragons Ask Heavenly Gong" has come to the front again. I saw that he was in a chain of hands, his back tendons were gone, and there seemed to be a layer of scorching qi on his body, vowing to separate himself from Monk Huikong.

"Ah!" With an angry cry from the heart, Tu Jiuxi had already given up everything, just waiting for a result.

However, the way of heaven has its own judgment, and after a while, the victory and defeat have been decided. In the Honghua Temple of Shaomu Mountain, the old host gathered a group of Shaolin disciples to mobilize the army.

After some impassioned remarks, a little monk hurriedly broke in and shouted: "Master, master, the big thing is not good, the soldiers and horses sent by the court have begun to attack the mountain again, this time it seems that all the military power has been used, but I am afraid that we will not be able to hold it." ”

"Hmm...... Don't panic, Xuanwu, and put the bronze man in front of the temple, it seems that the fate of Shaolin this time is here. "The latest chapter of the Golden Dart Laughing Heroes Record Chapter 289 The old abbot is at the mercy of the bronze man array: