When the onlookers saw the twelfth and third moves, they couldn't help but shout in unison. At this time, the sleeping Arhat was no longer able to keep clumsy and skillful, and his body was wandering, and he also started light exercises, fighting with him quickly. Suddenly, Mo Weiyang's long sword broke through the air and stabbed the sleeping Arhat's chest, and halfway through the sword, the tip of the sword trembled slightly, and he actually bent over, stabbing him obliquely in the right shoulder, and the lower left claw swept in again. These two sealed routines all used strong internal force to bend the blade, making the sword moves flickering and difficult to deal with, and the claw sweeping was even more timeless to take care of, and it was difficult to block the frame! At this moment, a shiny steel ruler shot obliquely from the corner outside the field, straight towards the back of the sleeping Arhat!

Sleeping Arhat had never seen such a sword technique, so he hurriedly sank his shoulders to dodge, dodging a claw and a foot, but with a soft sound, the sword rebounded and stabbed straight into the upper arm of his left hand. Sleeping Arhat's right arm stretched out, and for some reason, he suddenly grew half a foot, flicked Mo Weiyang's wrist, snatched his long sword with his hand, and his left hand had already held down his "shoulder chastity point"! Then he turned his head and said to everyone in the field: "The sneak attack behind is nothing more than that, if you have some skills, the old monk is willing to fight one against two!"

The "Dream Buddha Claw" of sleeping Arhat is a unique Buddhism for more than 100 years, and there is no match in the world. Mo Weiyang's shoulder fell into his palm, and his five fingers only needed to be pinched, and Mo Weiyang's shoulder had to be broken into pieces and crippled for life. The gangsters in the audience were taken aback, and they were about to rush out to help, but it was too late.

Mo Weiyang stayed in the local area, although he won a move first, but the other party was intentional not to kill the killer after all, did not hurt himself, stunned for a moment, and then roared around: "The old man doesn't need your help, this is a cheap old man! Hmph!" Immediately, he turned his head and said in a deep voice with a ashamed face: "Duomeng's predecessors are merciful!" Sleeping Arhat didn't say a word, knowing that he was an upright man, he must have been deceived for no reason, so his heart softened, and he handed back the long sword to him. Mo Weiyang studied swordsmanship, but in the end, the blade in his hand was taken away by the other party, and he was ashamed in his heart, and he didn't take the sword, so he retreated.

At this time, two green shadows shot into the field like sharp arrows, the hem of their clothes was blowing, their martial arts were handsome, and their foothold was stable. Leng Yan stroked his palms and sighed and said, "You guys came at the right time, I met a hard hand!"

Those two were the hands of the Folding Plum - Ling Xiaoli and the Measuring Heaven Ruler - Lian Bi! Lian Bi said coldly: "Those two mad monks have made us so big, and they actually circled the entire Yicui Peak three times!"

When Fluttershy heard this, her heart suddenly felt relieved, and when she thought of the strange appearance of the stupid Teacher Qiu Zu, she must have tossed Lian Bi and Ling Xiaoli enough, and she couldn't help but laugh secretly in her heart.

Sleeping Arhat sighed and said, "What is it, what can it be?" let go of his hand, retracted his right hand, pulled out his long sword, and blood from the wound on his left arm suddenly gushed out. He stared at the long sword for a long time and said, "The old man has been spanning half his life, and he has never lost a move and a half in a move. I thought that only a few kendo masters of the Ancient Sword League could fight the old man. Alas, no matter how sneak attack it is today, after all, he will be injured by the blade!"

Sleeping Arhat paused slightly, and even his eyes rolled. He saw that the helper had arrived, and his heart was suddenly full of confidence, and then he said loudly: "Your Buddhist disciples have been defeated, and if you don't surrender, what are you going to do? Do you have to force us to burn down Yunzhu Temple? Sleeping Arhat seniors, now which is weak and which is stronger is in front of us, if we attack, with your own strength, you will never be able to resist our siege of Yunzhu Temple, I advise you to think of a way to persuade your fellow disciples to surrender as soon as possible, otherwise, we will destroy the tablet of the 33rd generation abbot of Yunzhu Temple!"

The sleeping arhat did not reply, only heard Leng Yan snort coldly, and said: "What surrender and not surrender? The people of Yunzhu Temple cannot leave a single living mouth today! My eldest brother has been wronged, and it is also the work of your people in Yunzhu Temple, so you have bullied my prestige as a "Divine Martial Treasure Beast Castle" and injured many of my subordinates, so you must change my explanation! Everyone will do everything to eliminate evil, otherwise he will resurrect his death one day, and he will take revenge on us! Dead bald donkeys! Kill yourself quickly when you see the opportunity, lest the uncles do it. ”

Sleeping Arhat secretly lucky, but felt that the sword on his left arm was injured to the bone, and he felt a burst of pain, knowing that the martial arts of these three people in front of him were not weak, and if they joined forces to fight, they would inevitably be restrained! If they fought with them when they were full of energy, they would also be killed by the deer, and they might not know, but they had to suffer heavy blows, and they had to face three masters at the same time! Seeing that the disciples of Buddhism were either dead or injured, he was left alone to support the overall situation, and he had to fight this old life, and it was not a pity for him to die.

I only heard Mo Weiyang say: "Sleeping Arhat senior, my Shenwu Treasure Beast Fort and Yunzhu Temple are as deep as the sea, but we don't want to take advantage of the danger of others, this festival with you can be liquidated in the future." This time, we are coming for Yunzhu. The old-timers who sleep Arhat are idle and scattered, and they don't have much to do with Yunzhu Temple. Why do you want to come to this troubled water, why do you want to go down the mountain!"

Everyone was surprised when they heard that Mo Weiyang actually excused Sleeping Arhat, but then they understood that Mo Weiyang was above board and refused to pick up this ready-made bargain!

Sleeping Arhat laughed and said, "Mo Daxia's kindness, the old man understands it." The old man is also a person in the Buddhist sect, although he is self-established and idle, but the Buddhism is in difficulty, how can he stay out of the matter?

Ling Xiaoli said coldly: "In this case, I have offended! Leng Yan, Lian Bi, Shang!" After saying that, his left hand was raised, his right fist was withdrawn, and a move of "Immortal True Fist" was swung out, which was the most exquisite move in Taoist boxing.

Followed by Lian Bi, the cold flames rushed up one after another. All of a sudden, the claw fist roared, and the ruler swept the palm. Lian Bi, Leng Yan, Ling Xiaoli surrounded the sleeping Arhat, the sleeping Arhat's eyes were shining, and he was comfortable with the impenetrable fists and feet that came and went in all directions. Several fights were fruitless, Ling Xiao couldn't take advantage of it, her blue eyes were cold, and she was thinking about it. I suddenly took a strong breath, and then the wind poured into my whole body, and my sleeves were bulging, as if there were thousands of air masses swimming endlessly. Seeing it in his eyes, Sleeping Arhat thought that he was going to smash it with great force, so he concentrated on his hand and prepared to use his strength to throw the heavy blow to Leng Yan and Lian Bi.

Unexpectedly, this palm was waved, and the front was empty, and he didn't receive any strength, so he couldn't help but feel surprised. And the next few moves Ling Xiaoli was all hastily dealt with, and he didn't use all his strength. I saw him kick out a kick and punch at the same time. This leg is a false kick, and the fist is also ** weak, but its footwork is exquisite, the direction is peculiar, it is really incredible, if it is a close attack, it is very difficult to defend. Sleeping Arhat praised: "Good footwork! Good footwork!" After that, he strengthened his arms, took attack as defense, and waved his fists to attack.