Cheng Hui joined forces with the three senior monks of Fa Song and Fa Tan, and sure enough, Mao Fugui was forced to resist hard.

Although at the moment, the other monks in the Shaolin Temple were bitten by the green snakes brought by the beggars.

And the beggars came with five or six hundred people today.

But there is a cloud in the art of war: capture the thief and capture the king first.

If Mao Fugui is taken, then it is not difficult to force him to give up resistance and hand over the antidote.

Sure enough, Mao Fugui tried to attack the three Shaolin monks twice in succession, but they were forced to turn their backs with spells and fell down from mid-air.

If it weren't for the four beggars helping the disciples catch him, Mao Fugui would have fallen on the stone path a long time ago.

Now Mao Fugui no longer tried to attack the three Shaolin monks, but sat cross-legged and used all his willpower to resist the spells of the three Shaolin monks.

From this point of view, it is undoubtedly Mao Fugui who is waiting to die.

Although he had no choice but to resist with cross-knee exercises.

If the three senior monks of Shaolin Temple continue to chant mantras for a long time, Mao Fugui will inevitably die of pain.

But the question is whether the three Shaolin monks can continue to chant mantras for a long time!

Although Mao Fugui looks at the hippie smiling face and has no shape, he is actually not a stupid person.

He flew twice in a row to attack the Shaolin monks, but they were forced back by them to speed up the spell.

But once Mao Fugui fell back, the spell returned to the speed just now.

Obviously, the three old monks had limited internal strength, and they couldn't support them to keep reciting mantras faster.

can only think of dragging Mao Fu alive.

And Mao Fugui now has the same plan as the three Shaolin monks, he wants to drag the three Shaolin monks to death!

Because Mao Fugui also noticed that the three Shaolin monks had beads of sweat the size of a bean on their foreheads.

Obviously, the "Great Mercy and Great Compassion Mantra" is also a great test for the three of them.

As long as one of the three of them has a slightly weaker internal force and can't support it, then there is nothing to fear in Shaolin Temple!

Sure enough, after a while, Cheng Hui was the first of the three Shaolin monks to jump repeatedly on the top of the pine branches.

Immediately afterwards, the two monks of Fasong and Fatan also stepped out of the direction above the mountain gate.

As long as you look at Song Fatan's footwork, you can see that Master Cheng Hui is not jumping indiscriminately.

The movements of the three of them are the same, which is obviously a unique footwork of Shaolin.

These three monks were about to run out of internal force, so they stepped out of their footwork and forcibly continued to urge their internal force.

It's a pity that no matter how strong the internal force of Fa Song and Fa Tan is, the meridians are fragile in the end, and they can't support such a strong internal strength.

And Cheng Hui had just been poisoned, and one arm was unconscious at this time. Although the internal force of the meridians can still pass through the arm, it is already more in and less out.

If this continues, the meridian lines will definitely be cut off, the internal force will not be able to circulate, and naturally the "Great Compassion Mantra" will no longer be able to run.

What's more, they had just cast a "Great Mercy and Great Compassion Curse". Now it's only been more than 20 days, and it has been forcibly urged again, and the time it can support is naturally shorter.

And Mao Fugui's situation is also not good. He was still holding on to the handrail just now, and now he couldn't even sit down.

I saw Mao Fugui sitting in a chair like mud, his clothes soaking wet. Even the crotch of his pants was wet and sticky, and there was a fishy smell.

If Mao Fugui didn't have the majesty of a big faction, now he doesn't even have the dignity of an ordinary person.

In fact, both parties have no way out, and they are both betting on who will not hold on first.

Everything depends on the will of God, and it just depends on which side God favors more.

The oppressive stalemate didn't last long before Cheng Hui shook for a moment, and then his body fell straight from the tip of the pine.

There were only two people left in the "Great Compassion Mantra" that the three of them could only recite together, and the effect of this spell was suddenly so weak that there was very little left.

The pain on the tip of Mao Fugui's heart was also light, and he finally held back a breath of turbidity, and said in his heart: God really still favors me!

At this moment, a green shadow suddenly jumped out of the oblique thorn and hugged Cheng Hui, who fell straight down.

It turned out that it was none other than Hong Ji.

The monk was tall, muscular, and his two eyebrows were as thick as two black brooms.

Hong Ji put down his master gently, and then jumped to the top of the pine tree, and actually recited the "Great Compassion Mantra" like his master.

Hong Ji's martial arts are far worse than Cheng Hui's. He originally found that there were poisonous snakes in the temple, so he helped his brothers kill them for a while.

When he heard the master's whistle, he immediately rushed towards the mountain gate.

It wasn't until I saw the master and Fa Song and Fa Tan running the "Great Compassion Mantra" that I knew that things had become like this urgently.

He didn't dare to disturb the master, so he was always on the side to watch out for the rest of the beggars.

It wasn't until the master couldn't support it that he hurriedly replaced Master Chenghui.

Because Hong Ji did not have enough internal strength, he could only recite the mantra with all his strength while stepping on the footwork.

It was only now that he knew why the master only taught them spells, but never allowed them to actually cast spells.

It turns out that this "Great Compassion Mantra" is so consuming internal strength!

Hong Ji only read a few words, and then he felt that the internal force in his body disappeared quickly as if it had been drained.

He didn't know how long he could support it, but at this moment, it was the time of the Shaolin disaster, and it would only be possible to use the law for a few seniors to die in the future.

After that, he was injured internally, and Hong Ji couldn't care about it!

And above the mountain gate, the thin old monk Fa Xiang finally couldn't support it and fell down softly after exhaling the last trace of strength.

He barely opened his eyes, and saw a young junior with a single eyelid in deep eyes holding him.

This person is Hongdu. He didn't have time to say anything to Fasong, so he directly took his place and began to chant mantras.

Hong Du's internal strength is weaker than Hong Ji's, and it is also helpless for him to take over Fa Song's position.

In this way, the power of the "Great Compassion Mantra" is a little weaker.

Although Mao Fugui, who was hostile to him, still had a throbbing pain in his heart, he relied on his will to endure it, but instead sat up.

Now he was as embarrassed as if he had been fished out of a stinky ditch, but his face showed a playful look again, and he gasped and said, "Okay!

In fact, he was convinced in his heart that Shaolin was at the end of the crossbow, and he couldn't make any more moths!

Shaolin Temple has accumulated for thousands of years, and there are some first-class monks in the Chengzi generation.

It's just that because of the poisonous snakes in the Shaolin Temple itself, they were either bitten and poisoned by surprise, or they tried their best to drive away the surrounding poisonous snakes, and they really couldn't get out.

Even if they arrived, because they were not the heirs of the family, they would not be merciful.

Mao Fugui spread out in his chair, laughing and coughing.

He knew that the two young monks would not be able to hold on for long, and no one would be able to stop him when the time came.

Sure enough, after only a moment, Hong Ji and Hong Du finally couldn't support it and shook it twice and fell to the ground.

And the fat monk Fa Tan, who was always silent, finally exhausted his last trace of qi and blood, and fell straight from the mountain gate, not knowing whether he was alive or dead.

As soon as the mantra in front of the mountain gate stopped, Mao Fugui immediately felt that the tip of his heart no longer throbbed.

He took a deep breath and sat back up. This time it can really be said that it is the aftermath of the catastrophe!

Mao Fugui raised his head and laughed three times, and said loudly to his subordinates: "Let me go and bang on the door!" This Shaolin Temple has a bad heart, and our beggar gang will do the right thing for heaven this time!"