It seems that these monks are masters of martial arts, but how can they compare to the sharp sword in Hai Lingzi's hand, the sword blade continues to slash down obliquely against the rosary, only to hear the sound of "snort", Hai Lingzi's sword blade obliquely sank into the ground.

It turned out that at the moment of life and death, when the rosary intercepted the blade of the sword, the monk fought for this time and leaned back to dodge the sword, and the sword only pierced the monk's right robe.

Hai Lingzi was shocked to see that this monk could dodge his five-point sword strength in such a situation, and knew that the other party's martial arts were not under him, there were still such masters in the Jiangnan martial arts, you must know that you are the head of a faction, and most of the people who can have the same skills as yourself are the heads of the Jianghu sect, why is this monk so powerful, but he has never heard of it? He withdrew his sword and took two steps back, without making another move, Ling Xiaozi could also see it, he was also surprised in his heart, he knew Hai Lingzi's martial arts, and sighed secretly, if these eight monks were all such martial arts, if they joined forces to attack at the same time, I was afraid that the three of them would not be beneficial. In his heart, he calculated that now the three of them trapped in this temple must have fallen into the enemy's tricks, and the most important thing at the moment is how to get out, looking at the fire in this temple is still burning very strongly, he suddenly remembered the window, the hole-shaped window.

The monk got up and pronounced a Buddha horn and said, "Tan Yue, how can you kill in vain, the blade is a murder weapon, Amitabha Buddha ......"

Hai Lingzi returned the sword with his left hand, saluted with his right hand, and replied, "The mage is really a good skill"

"Amitabha, good, good," the monk said and sat down cross-legged.

Who are the eight monks with moon-white robes and faces like silver basins?

Ling Xiaozi stepped forward and saluted. "Don't blame the mage, this temple gate was suddenly sealed, the three of us are in a hurry, please don't blame the mage" Ling Xiaozi kept showing favor and comfort, while thinking, how to deal with these eight monks, and thinking in his heart that if these monks are really all masters of martial arts, now that the temple gate is closed, why don't the eight of them kill all three of them? But now these monks have no sign of making a move on themselves, or is there anything else hidden?

Thinking of this, his heart calmed down, at least now he was safe for the time being, and he instructed Wei Tianying again, "Tianying, go and take a look under the window."

Hai Lingzi also calmed down a little at this time, and although he was in the palm of his hand, he no longer moved, and looked at Ling Xiaozi.

When Wei Tianying saw everything just now, he was also stunned a little in his heart, and he couldn't stop thinking about the origin of these monks, and he didn't come back to his senses until Ling Xiaozi called him. walked towards the window, and at this time, Ling Xiaozi signaled to him that the door could not be used to try to start from the window. Wei Tianying first urged the inner strength of his palm and tried the small window with his hand to see if it could be broken, but the result was that the window did not move at all, he suddenly took out the blade of the sword, the blue light flashed, it seemed that the window was also wrapped in wood with metal, and then he pierced the window paper and took out a signal flower tube from his arms, which was the communication signal between the Jiangnan martial arts sects.

Wei Tianying stretched out his hand and reached to the fire.

The oil paper core met the fire, the spark was fast, and Wei Tianying went to the window.

Ling Xiaozi suddenly thought of something in his heart and snorted violently.

"It's not good for Tianying to stop the flower tube" Ling Xiaozi shouted, Wei Tianying reacted quickly, it was too late to twist the core, he raised his sword in his right hand and cut it back, and the flower tube was cut in two.

Hai Lingzi didn't know what he meant. Thinking about what this Ling Xiaozi was doing, he asked.

"Ling Xiao, if you don't let Tianying send out this signal canister, then we will be trapped here and no one will know......"

Ling Xiaozi smiled lightly.

"Lao Hai, if we let this signal canister go out, it will be really bad."

"How?"

Ling Xiaozi asked rhetorically.

"How's your martial arts?"

"Oh?" Hai Lingzi looked at Ling Xiao.

Ling Xiaozi smiled.

"Lao Hai, why don't you dare to say it?"

Hai Lingzi said with a smile.

"Hai, although I don't dare to say anything like Jiangnan Wulin is the best in the world, but I am by no means a mediocre person"

Ling Xiaozi's gaze fell on the eight monks opposite.

"But just now, so what?"

"...... just now" Hai Lingzi thought of the monk just now, although he didn't make a formal move, but it was definitely not under him. "What does this have to do with just now?"

Ling Xiaozi's slightly meaningful gaze was cast at him, looking at Ling Xiaozi's gaze, Hai Lingzi suddenly thought.

"If these eight monks have the same martial arts, if they jointly deal with themselves just now, let alone deal with themselves, they will deal with the three of us together, and after the three of them make a hundred moves, they will inevitably lose," he was surprised again when he thought of this.

"These eight monks, if they are masters, why don't they join forces? Let the three of us stay here?" he looked at Ling Xiaozi. Ling Xiaozi nodded. Gesture said. "These eight people deliberately trapped us here, waiting for us to send a signal for help, and then we had to ambush in advance, and the future people will be wiped out!"

Hai Lingzi's mind turned again: "Who thought of killing all his own people? To exterminate all the people of the Jiangnan Martial Arts Sect, this time they are all the elites of the Fighting Heaven Sect, of course, they are the enemies of the Fighting Heaven Sect, it seems that these eight monks must be their group." ”

"What a sinister conspiracy," Wei Tianying also figured out from the faces and words of the two. I couldn't help but sweat on my face. "If you send out the signal canister quickly with your own hands, as soon as the enemy sees it, I am afraid that they will shoot together, and it will not be good when the time comes. "But what now?"

Wei Tianying walked up to Ling Xiaozi and Hai Lingzi and asked, "Uncle Shi, Master, I just checked the roof, doors and windows, this temple is all made of metal, what should we do now?"

Ling Xiaozi smiled at his anxious expression. Road.

"Tianying, since you can't get out, it's better to sit down and listen to the mages chanting......

In fact, these eight monks sat cross-legged by the fire, all silently reciting scriptures, how could they hear the chanting?

The eight monks were sitting in a serious way, but at this time, one of them suddenly opened his eyes and sneered. Look at him coldly.

"What a Lingxiaozi"

As soon as Ling Xiaozi heard the monk open his mouth to say his name, he expected: Sure enough, these monks are disguised by the enemy, I am afraid that when I see that my plan has not succeeded, I will open my mouth to use other plans, and at this moment the voice also asked with a sneer.

"Oh, how did the mage learn the name of a certain family. ”

The monk sneered. "I know who you are, but you don't recognize me?" he snorted and said, "Ten years ago, you would definitely think of me" Ling Xiaozi looked at him, he had never seen this monk before, and his voice had no impression, but the coldness revealed in his eyes was a little familiar.

"Fifteen years ago?" Fifteen years ago, I was not the head of the Diancang Sect. "Who would have been fifteen years ago?"

The monk said: "Fifteen years ago, how did you get the head of the Cang Sect, do you remember?"

As soon as he said this, Ling Xiaozi's face suddenly changed.

What happened fifteen years ago?

Of course, Wei Tianying didn't know, but Hai Lingzi seemed to know something. Seeing that the situation was wrong, Hai Lingzi immediately interjected: "If you want to say it, just say it, why bother to make a fool of yourself!"

Another monk opened his eyes and opened his mouth to intercept Hai Lingzi's words.

"Hai Lingzi, do you think you're better? You scum who deceived teachers and destroyed ancestors and killed fellow disciples!"

"Nonsense, what are you talking about, who are you!" Hai Lingzi shouted! His sword shot! The swordsmanship of the Hainan Sword Sect is spicy and fast! The sword blade suddenly attacked through the flames, the sword blade was imminent, and the monk no longer dodged, using the rosary as a tool, receiving the sword edge, the prayer beads wrapped around the sword blade, Hai Lingzi turned his wrist and held the sword, and the sword blade was collected and unfolded again and again, and the prayer beads opened and greeted each other. Across the fire, the two of them did not move, and they had more than 30 moves.

Ling Xiaozi signaled Wei Tianying not to make a move for the time being, and he didn't help, paying attention to the monk's moves and martial arts, on the one hand, he stared at the monks, and the other seven monks also didn't make a move to watch the two fight each other.

Hai Lingzi was originally the head of the Hainan Sword Sect and a master of the sword, but why did the other party be able to entangle each other with more than 20 moves with a rosary?

Ling Xiaozi looked carefully, firstly, this Hai Lingzi was mainly tempted and did not use all his strength, and secondly, although the monk was connected with a rosary, he seemed to be familiar with the swordsmanship of the Hainan Sword School, and he could always anticipate Hai Lingzi's swordsmanship moves in advance.

Wei Tianying also understood that the other party was not only a master, but also seemed to be very familiar with the swordsmanship of the Hainan Sword School.

Who is this monk? Ling Xiaozi had already vaguely guessed that the person who fought against Hai Lingzi must be the master of the Hainan Sword Sect back then.

Ling Xiaozi also made a move at this time, and he raised his sword. "Tianying, you stand aside, the mage has good skills, let a certain family come to understand and understand"

Ling Xiaozi expected that these people were really not good, and he thought that the temple gate was sealed at this moment, so he could only try his best to drag the other party. He asked Tianying to stand aside and watch, just to let the other monks know that they were not going to work hard, so that the other party would not be able to rush to the other party even if he was a master.

Another monk shouted a Buddha horn. "Ling Xiao, let me try you!" The monk flashed out, and the rosary in his right hand flashed out of Ling Xiaozi's sword, only to see a Wu hook fly out of the left sleeve robe of the moon-white robe, and instantly hooked the sword and struck each other, and the sound of contention sounded, and the monk caught it with his right hand. It turned out that the monk had only one right arm. The hook is like a sword and bends, and I see that Wu Hook is about two feet old and Qingfeng is visible.

Although Wu Hook is like a sword, it is not a sword, among the swordsmen, there are not many masters who use Wu Hook, who will he be?

The body moved sharply, and Ling Xiaozi flew out a move "Yaksha Exploring the Sea", and the monk Wu Hook swirled to "Surprise the Dragon" move.

Ling Xiaozi's move is "Streamer Flying", and the monk's move is "Water and Light Reflecting the Moon".

"Oshitori Tateki"

"Phoenix Perch"

“......”

The two of them tried ten tricks and both sides were so familiar, Ling Xiaozi was shocked, although the other party used Wu Hook, Wu Hook was a little curved, and it didn't look like a sword, but the other party's sword move sword style was the same as his own, but what surprised him was not the other party's martial arts and moves, but his people, his left arm was broken, and Wu Hook could use such a powerful point of sword technique!

Ling Xiaozi's brain was like an electric shock, and he thought of a person, a person who had already died fifteen years ago!

Could it be him?