That Dongfang Bai was still full of energy after seeing Gao Qi's giant fight, and couldn't help but secretly admire, and said in his heart: "The internal strength of the Shangqing faction really has some doorways, he is only in his thirties, and his martial arts already have such a realm, and in less than ten years, I am afraid that he will be on par with me." Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info"

Gao Qi tore off his clothes again, dragged Chen Wanxing's hands up and bandaged, and saw that the soft and white hands were cut by the sword with two long cuts, the wound skin and flesh turned out, and he almost wanted to see the bones, and his heart was ten thousand times more painful than his own injury. Gao Qihuo stood up, pointed at Dongfang Bai and scolded: "Old thief, you indiscriminately kill innocents, in vain as a generation of grandmasters, I will kill you today to eliminate harm for the martial arts." Dongfang Bai was insulted by his juniors, but he was not angry, and his long finger stretched out his long finger to point at the jade pillow point of the black gauze woman, and the woman was defenseless and fainted to the ground.

Dongfang Bai suddenly laughed, and the laughter was like a raging wave, roaring, and all the fields were shaken. Gao Qi hurriedly used his strength to protect his heart and fight against the laughter. Dongfang Bai's laughter became louder and louder, Gao Qi only felt a sweetness in his throat, spit out a mouthful of blood, and sat down on the ground. Gao Qi said secretly: "That's it, that's it." Then he closed his eyes and waited for death.

Unexpectedly, Dongfang Bai's laughter stopped abruptly, and Gao Qi immediately heard the sound of blades intersecting, and when he opened his eyes, he saw eight gray-clothed monks dancing Zen sticks to surround Dongfang Baituan. Gao Qi saw that the eight monks were very old, with long beards fluttering, and the Zen staff kung fu was indeed rigorous, and every move and style was full of nature, so he knew that it was the senior monk of Southern Shaolin.

When Dongfang Bai laughed, he suddenly saw a gray shadow attacking him, so he naturally didn't dare to slack off. As soon as they fight, they know how powerful they are. The martial arts of these eight monks are similar to those of the Shaolin faction, but they are a little less fierce and a little more flexible, which is the same as Lin Zhiqi's martial arts, but the skills of these eight monks are much higher, and they are naturally the senior monks of Southern Shaolin. Dongfang Bai has never taken Nan Shaolin's martial arts in his eyes, and today he first met the master of Southern Shaolin martial arts, and after a few moves, he secretly admired: "The reputation of this Southern Shaolin martial arts is far less than that of Shaolin Temple, and there is such a master, it is really unheard of." ”

Dongfang Bai fought with eight Southern Shaolin monks with his bare hands, and gradually fell into the wind, and he couldn't help but secretly complain in his heart, blaming himself for holding on to his big hands and not carrying any blades. In a hurry, he took out two one-foot-long steel needles from his arms, one on the left and one on the left and right, and performed his life's stunts to fight with eight monks. He saw that there were still more than a dozen monks standing not far away, and a monk in the middle was wearing a red robe, and his appearance was solemn, thinking that it was the abbot of Southern Shaolin, Master Void. Although he was not afraid of the other party's strength, he knew that he could not get any bargains, so he used a move to open the mountain and force back the two monks, and his body fell lightly to two zhang away, grabbing Dongfang Jin with one hand and the black gauze woman with the other, and it was ten zhang away in an instant. The senior monks of Southern Shaolin saw Dongfang Bai's skills and did not dare to chase after him.

When Dongfang Bai was fighting with the eight Southern Shaolin monks, Gao Qi adjusted his breath, hurriedly went to check the injuries of Lin Zhiqi's family, and stretched out his finger to probe Chen Wanxing's snort, but where was there still a little breath, the person was already dead. Gao Qi's blood surged up for a while, spurting out a mouthful of blood, and he fell unconscious.

I don't know how much time passed before Gao Qi woke up. He felt tired, had a splitting headache, and was groggy. After a while, there was a creaking sound of the door opening, and a few people slowly came in. Gao Qi listened carefully, there were only the footsteps of the three people, the first two footsteps were very light, almost inaudible, obviously the light skills were quite profound, and the latter one had heavy steps, and the distance between the first two was far away. Gao Qi wanted to support himself, but he heard someone say: "Shaoxia's serious injury has not healed, so he is still lying down." Gao Qi could hear the voice of the Void Master, and sure enough, the figure in front of him flashed, and the void appeared in front of him. He was followed by an old monk and a teenage monk. The little monk brought a wooden stool for the old monk to sit on, and the void sat next to the edge of the bed. Gao Qi remembered Chen Wanxing's family in his heart, and hurriedly asked: "Master, what happened to Lin Zhiqi's family?" The void said gloomily: "Amitabha, the old man is late, Zhiqi and her wife were seriously injured and their hearts were shattered by Dongfang Bai's laughter, and they have suffered misfortune, and the child has a big life and survived." Although Gao Qi knew that Chen Wanxing was dead, he still had a glimmer of hope in his heart, and at this time, sitting in the void mouth, he still couldn't help but rush to his heart and vomit out a mouthful of blood. The void hurriedly stretched out his fingers to seal several of Gao Qi's big acupoints, and slowly injected internal force into his body.

Gao Qi suddenly felt the warmth of the dantian, and said secretly: "The Void Master's internal strength is so profound, it is not under my senior brother's spiritual void. After such a meal, Gao Qi felt more comfortable than before, and said: "Thank you, master, it's just a cheap life, Master He Lao has lost his strength." Void said: "Young heroes must not be presumptuous, young heroes sacrifice themselves to save their friends, such chivalrous courage is admirable." Gao Qi said: "Master praise, dare to ask the master, what is the injury of the Lin family's child?" Void said: "Young man don't worry, that child is wearing a golden cicada treasure robe, and his life is worry-free." Gao Qi was very relieved and said: "I still have a Qiankun Demon Pill, and Master Fulao will give it to him again." Void said: "Shaoxia forgives his sins, Shaoxia's injury is too serious, Lao Wei made his own decisions and gave the pill to Shaoxia." Gao Qi said: "The master is very kind, how dare the younger generation blame." Void said: "Amitabha, good, good, the four monks are empty, grace is empty, resentment is empty, young heroes don't have to worry." ”