At this time, the situation in front of the Shaolin Temple was already a little strange.

First of all, after Gu Mozhi was absorbed by Duan Yu, he collapsed to the ground, his face was complicated for a while, looking at Duan Yu, he didn't know anything.

Duan Yu, on the other hand, closed his eyes, his whole body was surging with momentum, extremely intense, and his face was also red and purple for a while.

In addition, Ding Chunqiu over there was defeated under Xuzhu's repeated attacks that were not afraid of death, and he was attacked by Xuzhu several palms one after another, and spit out several mouthfuls of blood in a row. After that, he was suddenly attacked by Ye Erniang, and he was overstretched for a while, and he was in danger.

If it weren't for the sudden sound behind the Hidden Scripture Pavilion that shocked everyone, I'm afraid Ding Chunqiu would have been defeated immediately.

On the other side, when a man in black suddenly attacked Qiao Feng, another man in black suddenly appeared and fought with them, and as the three of them fought one after another, there was a sudden situation of two fighting one.

In the eyes of everyone, the martial arts made by these three people are really rare in the lower world, extremely magical and powerful.

Seeing this, Xuan Ci and the others on the side felt frightened the more they looked at it, and the more they were frightened, the more familiar they felt, and in the end, when the two dozen appeared in one face, Xuan Ci couldn't help but shout with a shocked face: "You guys...... It's not dead!"

"Boom ——————!!"

Before his words were finished, the sound that appeared behind the Scripture Pavilion interrupted him instantly, his face was already surprised, but at this time it was a change, and he hurriedly turned around and looked behind him, and instantly saw Lu Xun and the old monk floating in the air, and his face was a look of surprise.

"It's my cousin!"

Wang Yuyan's soft cry sounded in his ears, Duan Yu opened his eyes from the closed, and turned his head to look at Kong Zheng

Lu Xun, who was floating in the air, was dressed in snow-white clothes, and he had an elegant temperament, but at this time, he was floating in the air, and with this dress, his temperament was even more lofty.

The breeze was gusting, and everyone only felt that Lu Xun at this time was like a fairy.

And the old monk on the opposite side also has such a feeling, but compared to those below, because he is on the opposite side, although he feels that his temperament is unconventional, he is not pretending to be colorful, but just nodded lightly: "The donor is really good at martial arts." ”

Lu Xun also replied with a chuckle: "The master's martial arts are not bad, it seems that I will have to sweep the floor more in the future, maybe I can increase my skills." ”

The figure of the old monk is also slightly fluttering, wearing a shabby monk's robe, which is swaying with the breeze at this time, like a Buddha in a painting.

He shook his head slightly: "My 'Dao' and the donor are a little immobile, and the donor is useless to use this method. ”

After that, his figure began to fall, fluttering on the top of the temple eaves, looking at Lu Xun, who also fell on the opposite side, he said again: "I think the donor's demon path has entered deeply, it is better to get rid of it quickly." ”

The momentum on Lu Xun's body became more and more ethereal, like a fairy in the clouds, like a moon in the mirror, moving with the wind. Hearing the old monk's words, he replied with a smile: "The master's words are wrong, there are so many avenues in the lower world, what the master has seen or not all, my 'Dao' is the right way to worry, why should the master force me?"

Hearing Lu Xun's words, the old monk's face became deeper and deeper, and he turned his head to look at everyone in front of the Shaolin Temple not far away, seeing that they were all focused on him and Lu Xun, he was a little silent.

Holding the Buddha ceremony, standing on the top of the eaves, the breath emanating from his body is thick and elegant, as if accompanied by Buddha incense.

After that, the old monk raised his head again and sighed lightly at Lu Xun: "The donor is obsessed, it seems that you and I should have a battle today." ”

The aura on Lu Xun's body also began to condense and flourish, and when he heard the words, the purple qi on his body suddenly dispersed, forming a cloud of purple glow, and then followed.

"Didn't the master want to see my 'Dao', then I will let the master take a good look at my Dao. ”

Lu Xun's voice was far away, as if he was flat.

But the momentum on his body gradually condensed to the extreme, and an extremely cold breath appeared, so sharp that everyone in the distance felt a blessing of cutting their skin

After that, when Lu Xun's momentum reached its peak, he immediately drank lightly.

"Here comes the sword!"

Suddenly, an extremely chilling sword aura erupted violently.

All the weapons in front of the Shaolin Temple are moved for it, and among them, the sword weapon is the most powerful, trembling madly, and when the master of the long sword has not moved, he has the blessing of wanting to pull it out

"——!"

Finally, a sword couldn't help the inducement of the sword qi, and let out a sword groan.

Then, what followed was the sound of thousands of swords that resounded in front of the entire Shaolin Temple!

"————! of the Groan"

Seeing this, he didn't say much, but at the beginning of his move, the 'Sword God' Zhuo Bufan, who was watching coldly from the sidelines, suddenly felt a sense of blessing to his heart, stretched out his hand, and threw the long sword that had been held in his arms towards Lu Xun with both hands.

He shouted, "Childe, your sword!"

As soon as the words fell, the sword in his hand flew straight towards Lu Xun.

It was so fast that it was like an arrow to the heart.

"——!"

The sword was in the air, but the sword body was suddenly pulled out of the scabbard, and a cold light appeared, following the wind, facing the sword qi, and straight into Lu Xun's hand.

At this time, everyone who participated in the Heroes Conference, who did not have some martial arts, their martial arts were high or low, but some common sense was still there, but when they saw the scene in front of them, such a thought suddenly appeared in their hearts: Could this be a sword immortal? !

It's just that they are shallow-sighted, and there are no words to describe it.

I've never seen anything like this, so how can their hearts not shake?

And just when they were so surprised that they couldn't add it to the other, the old monk suddenly had a sense of admiration on his face, and sighed loudly: "What a good hand to resist qi kung fu!"

After that, the breath on his body also surged, and the monk's robe on his body suddenly spread out, and the worn monk's robe turned into a robe, and with his body swinging, he achieved a cloud of robes, and there was a strong blessing of fluttering

"The donor has also come to see my robe to subdue the demons!" With a light drink, the figure of the old monk had already rushed towards Lu Xun.

Xuan Ci and the others who were watching the battle from a distance looked at the scene of Ci, and a great look of shock appeared on their faces.

They have practiced Shaolin stunts for many years, although they have not learned all the stunts, but they have seen each of the seventy-two Shaolin stunts, and yesterday they also saw the wisdom of the Gumo Zhi, quite impressive, at this time where can not see the old monk?

But even so, they couldn't help but be surprised.

Nothing else, it is really the old monk who makes too many differences from what they have seen and learned, and even has a difference from the secret book, as if there is really a person who has become a Buddha and wields out the robe gong.

They couldn't help but marvel at such a sight.

And beside Duan Yu, at this time, Gu Mozhi, who was weak and weak and fell to the ground, looked at the scene with a good eye, and couldn't help but sigh:

"It turns out that this is the real robe to subdue the demons......"

He thought of what he had done yesterday, and the scene was really different from what it is now, not weather, even the power was too far away.

Thinking of this, Gu Mozhi sighed in his heart: It seems that there are many people who are superior to me in martial arts.

He looked at the old monk and Lu Xun who was fighting opposite him, and glanced down at Duan Yu who was impressive on the side, and suddenly there was a sense of death in his heart......

The robe floated in the air, turned into a black shadow, and pounced straight towards Lu Xun.

Seeing this, Lu Xun's face was also extremely serious, but he was not afraid, but replied slowly: "Come and don't be rude, the master will also come to see my sword!"

With a wave of the long sword in his hand, the purple qi on his body became a ball, and the purple glow instantly turned into a cloud, and with the swing of Lu Xun's long sword, it actually swayed and dissipated.

After that, he let out a soft shout: "Purple Qi is coming from the east!"

The long sword danced, and the purple qi fluttered in an instant, falling into the air, turning into a chilling purple xia sword qi, heading towards the robe.

Sparkling sword!

Sword aura!

The purple glow has dissipated nearly a hundred feet!

Directly shrouded in the entire Shaolin Temple where the empty Zheng is located

Subsequently, this piece of Shaomuro Mountain turned into a purple cloud!