Liu Xi said coldly: "No need, there are already a lot of guests." ”

The bearded man was suddenly shocked and said, "What did you say?"

Liu Xi shouted loudly outside the village: "Since several seniors have arrived here, why don't you show up to see them?"

"Hahaha. ”

"Hehe, this little friend is a little interesting. ”

Four prefecture-level warriors floated down from the trees and landed in the courtyard of the tile cottage.

More than a dozen martial artists in the courtyard were suddenly shocked, these four people couldn't even see the cultivation, and the bearded man stammered: "Martial arts seniors, come to this village, I don't know what advice you have?"

"Advice, I don't have time to teach you anything, don't talk nonsense, let go of the two women in Tianchi, Lao Tzu will give you a good time." A ground-level martial artist sneered and said several times.

"Who is spreading wild in my tile cottage?" Suddenly, an invisible pressure came from inside the tile cottage.

"Elder!"

"Great Elder!"

Everyone in the tile cottage saluted together, and the bearded man bowed and retreated, letting the elder go to the front.

Several prefecture-level martial artists were taken aback, this person's cultivation was higher than them, and it should be the late stage of the prefecture-level. If the four of them advance and retreat together, they are not afraid, but the problem is that these four people have their own ghosts, and they are not all the way at all.

Zhang Xiaolin is a monk, there is no internal force in the body, only aura, heaven and earth aura and internal force are different, heaven and earth aura itself is absorbed from nature, so ordinary people do not feel fluctuations, and everyone does not know his existence.

Zhang Xiaolin's divine sense sensed that the Xuan-level woman in the cloth bag had woken up and was struggling in the bag, and because her internal strength had not recovered, she was no different from ordinary people.

"You have gone too far, for the sake of a mere key to enter Weishan, you have resorted to such indiscriminate means, which is really despised by fellow martial artists. "This prefecture-level martial artist in the courtyard is unforgiving, and he regards himself as the righteous path of martial arts.

The Great Elder was not angry, and said softly, "I don't know where Your Excellency is sacred?"

"Under the Infinite Sword Sect, the Void Cold. ”

When Zhang Xiaolin heard this, it wasn't that the enemies didn't get together, and he could actually meet people from the Infinite Sword Sect here.

"Hidden Door? Aren't you Hidden Door unborn? Why do you want to come to this troubled water?"

"Haha, the master's words are wrong, isn't the Weishan sect also a hidden sect? In fact, the birth of the earth spirit this time was originally a matter of our hidden sect, and it is better for you secular sects not to get involved, so as not to make mistakes. ”

For the earth spirit, Zhang Xiaolin is bound to win, and at the same time, he is extremely unhappy about the fact that Washanzhai used ecstasy incense to rob people, and he didn't want to wait any longer when he saw that they hadn't fought for so long.

was about to rush out to kill, but saw the monk stand up, and said angrily: "Shameless thieves, abusing incense, kidnapping Tianchi disciples, what else is there to say, we rushed up and killed them." ”

"This master, I don't know where you are sacred?"

"Hmph, grandpa, I won't change my name, I won't change my surname, Shaolin Jueyuan. ”

Shaolin Jueyuan?

Zhang Xiaolin feels that this name is very familiar, Shaolin has had a few Jueyuan, in the book of the old man Jin, Zhang Sanfeng's master is called Jueyuan, in the movie Shaolin Temple that he watched when he was a child, there was a Jueyuan who saved Li Shimin's life, and also led the Shaolin stick monk to repel strong enemies.

Zhang Sanfeng was a person from the late Southern Song Dynasty, and he was obviously not his master anymore.

This Jueyuan should be the Jueyuan in the movie Shaolin Temple, but the overall image is very different from the Jueyuan played by Jet Li, this monk has a horizontal face, a big waist and a round waist, weighs more than 200 pounds, and his height is definitely more than 1.9 meters.

At this time, it has been more than ten years since Li Shimin conquered the world, but I didn't expect Master Jueyuan to still be so impulsive, but he is a real temperament.

"It turned out to be Master Jueyuan, who protected the country and saved the driver, but he was disrespectful. ”

"Don't talk nonsense, release people quickly, so as not to splash blood on the spot. ”

Hearing this, the Great Elder finally said angrily, "Just because you won't let the old decay's blood splash on the spot, right? ”

"Then try it. ”

Jueyuan's whole body monk's robe was windless and automatic, hunting sounded, and with a wave of his palms, he pounced, and it was the Shaolin stunt that he used, the powerful King Kong palm.

The Great Elder didn't take Jueyuan to heart, after all, the realm difference was there, one in the middle of the prefecture level, and one in the late stage, so when he saw Jueyuan waving his palm, he just waved it casually, ready to slap Jueyuan out with one palm.

Only a loud bang was heard, and the powerful wind kicked up a huge amount of dust, and the Great Elder retreated three or four steps in a row, his face was pale, and he obviously suffered a big loss.

Jueyuan was also uncomfortable, even took a few steps back, and a trace of blood oozed from the corner of his mouth, but fortunately, Jueyuan had a solid foundation, stepped on it step by step, and his physical strength had already recovered.

The Great Elder took advantage of the realm, and pressed Jueyuan hard, and did not dare to underestimate the enemy anymore, and it was also one move at a time, and the two of them came and went, and they fought equally.

The Great Elder suddenly turned around and said, "Take them in." ”

The bearded man also saw that the situation was a little bad tonight, so he commanded his disciples to prepare to carry two large cloth bags into the house.

Of course Zhang Xiaolin wouldn't let them move the Tianchi woman anymore, seeing that she was no longer invisible, she quietly fell from the top of the tree, pretending to yawn and said, "I can't sleep well, it's so late, what's the noise?"

Everyone was shocked, so many masters present didn't even find anyone on the tree, but when they saw that it was a teenager, there was no amazing momentum on his body, so they were relieved, it seemed that they were just careless.

Zhang Xiaolin didn't care what everyone thought in their hearts, walked directly to the scene of the fight, and walked all the way to the two big cloth bags on the ground.

When Liu Xi saw Zhang Xiaolin, he was overjoyed, knowing that tonight's danger was over.

"Stop!"

"Stop!"

There were more than a dozen Xuan-level martial artists in the village, guarding the two female disciples of Tianchi, and when they saw Zhang Xiaolin approaching, they shouted repeatedly.

Zhang Xiaolin pretended not to hear, but walked inside.

"Little one, are you deaf or stupid? Seeing that Zhang Xiaolin ignored his scolding, the disciple who was the head stepped forward and slapped his hand.

The Xuan-level martial artist slapped with all his might, if it was really hit on a person who had not practiced kung fu, he was afraid that his head would be shattered.

It's a pity that he ran into Zhang Xiaolin, a late-stage Qi cultivation monk.

This palm was thrown out with all his might, and the move was already old and could not be changed.

Zhang Xiaolin just slapped his palm lightly and greeted him, but the loud noise that everyone was expecting did not sound, and there seemed to be no sound, as if the palms of the two were slapped in the air.

Zhang Xiaolin was still moving forward, but the Xuan-level late-stage martial artist at the head fell directly to the ground after fighting with Zhang Xiaolin.

"Senior brother, senior brother. ”

"Senior brother!"

"Ahh

"What? dead, boy, what have you done to him?" roared the bearded man.

Almost at the same time, several Xuan-level martial artists pounced, two pounced on Zhang Xiaolin, and two pounced on the senior brother on the ground.

Zhang Xiaolin didn't leave his hand, a gust of wind swept away, and more than a dozen Xuan-level martial artists were not standing in an instant, and everyone didn't even have time to scream, so they fell to the ground one by one, blood mixed with severed limbs and stumps, scattered all over the ground.

"You, you, you devil!"

The bearded man stepped back step by step and pointed at Zhang Xiaolin's terrifying way.

Zhang Xiaolin did not hesitate at all, as soon as he reached out and grabbed the neck of the bearded man, there was a snap, and the bearded man suddenly fell to the ground.