Thirteen of them are also naked, with broad shoulders and round waists, iron arms and copper fists, Shaolin monks. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Bell ——!

Thirteen eyebrow-raising iron rods slammed into the ground at the same time, and the tremors seemed to even jump the ancient tree.

Jian Chen stood up with his left arm covered, his face solemn.

Looking at these surging warrior monks, a legend suddenly crossed his mind.

Thirteen stick monks save the Tang King.

At the end of the Sui Dynasty, the world was in turmoil, and Emperor Taizong Li Shimin rebelled with Gaozu, but he didn't want to be victimized by traitors, and was trapped by Wang Shichong's nephew Wang Ren in Baiguwu, Yuzhou, between Luoyang and Shaolin Temple.

Just when Taizong was isolated and desperate, the Shaolin warrior monk descended from the sky, with the iron rod in his hand, and rushed to kill in the blood of ten thousand horses, killing a bloody way.

not only relieved the danger of Taizong, but also tied the enemy leader Wang Ren back to the Tang army.

The name of the thirteen stick monks of Shaolin is famous all over the world.

More than 100 years have passed since this story, and what appeared in front of Jian Chen's eyes at this moment was naturally not the stick monk who saved King Tang back then.

But that stick just now, just a splash of dirt, can make his actions restricted, one can imagine how terrifying the cultivation of these thirteen people must be.

"Thief, you bind yourself, or do you want us to do it?"

The monk who had attacked him before stared at Jian Chen hatefully, and his eyes almost burst into flames, obviously angry to the extreme.

While Jian Chen was careful to guard against the movements of the thirteen people, so as not to fall into the encirclement, he said in a deep voice: "This master, Venerable Puxian was not killed by the subordinates, and he also hopes to let the kid leave." ”

The monk snorted heavily, and said angrily: "Uncle Puxian didn't talk about it beforehand, I'll ask you ......."

"Senior Brother Mingjue, have you ever encountered it?"

Jian Chen was stunned for a moment, thinking to himself, why did he say that Master Mingjue came up again?

didn't hide it at the moment, and said honestly: "Yes, I did meet Master Mingjue in Xia, and I also competed with each other, it's really good kung fu!"

"Hahahaha!" The monk suddenly laughed wildly, but his tone was sad, and he said sharply: "Senior Brother Mingjue is a genius who is not born in my Shaolin world, of course he has a good kung fu. ”

"But it's a pity...... but died at the hands of you thief!"

His eyes were full of anger, almost crying blood, and it was obvious that he had a deep relationship with Mingjue.

Jian Chen's head slammed, and suddenly exploded, and the whole person was stunned on the spot.

Half a sound before he was shocked and said, "Master Mingjue...... Dead?"

"No, it's impossible!" he suddenly shouted, "I just clicked on his acupuncture point before, and when I left, Master Mingjue was alive and well except for some injuries, how could he die?!"

Whew-smack!

The monk raised the iron rod with his eyebrows, slammed it to the ground, laughed angrily, and said: "You mean to say that the people of my Shaolin Temple are so useless, they can't even tell whether a person has breath or not, whether they are dead or alive?"

"No......" Jian Chen was stunned for a moment, and said: "I have no intention of doing this, it's just ...... Just ......"

No matter how much he wanted to break his head, he couldn't understand why this warrior monk would say that Jue was dead.

However, the other party had no reason to find this excuse to use him, after all, as long as Mingjue said that the diamond was on him, this was the only one, and Shaolin would have a very good reason to kill him.

So...... Is Mingjue really dead?

He hesitated in his heart, could it be that under his cultivation to make great progress, his strength had lost his strength? A finger that had originally restricted Mingjue's actions actually killed him?

Thinking of this, he felt quite sad in his heart, although he and Mingjue had a big battle, but in fact, in his heart, Jian Chen also admired Mingjue's natural wealth and character.

However, such a gentle and elegant monk was accidentally killed by himself, which made his heart dull.

Seeing that he was silent, the monk was even more angry in his heart, and with a wave of his hand, the twelve senior brothers behind him fanned up, and surrounded Jian Chen in the middle in the blink of an eye.

"Wicked thief, if he has nothing to say, he will die!"

Jian Chen was startled, he was stunned, and finally fell into the encirclement, he didn't dare to slack off at the moment, Qian Feng took his hand, and said loudly: "Masters, Master Mingjue was killed by mistake under him, I really feel ashamed, but ......"

"There are still 100,000 urgent things to do at this moment, can you give some time, stay in the next thing, and you will definitely go to Shaolin to accept the guilt!"

With guilt in his heart, he said this very sincerely, but where could the thirteen warrior monks who were saddened by the death of their junior brother listen to it.

"Senior brother, don't listen to his nonsense, capture it back to the temple first, but listen to the abbot!"

The leading monk has not yet spoken, and the people who are sad about the death of Mingjue can still bear it, and now the formation has risen, and one person is rushed out of it, and he will beat him with a stick.

Jian Chen sighed secretly, even if he felt guilty at this time, he couldn't wait to be killed.

At that moment, as soon as Qianfeng was horizontal, it was blocked in a primitive state.

With his current Xuan Ming Technique, if he is not a master of the Founding Sect, I am afraid that he will not be able to break through the defense of the chaotic internal force, but will hurt himself.

It's like ...... Mingjue.

Bang ——!

I didn't want this stick to intersect with Qianfeng yet, and suddenly the other twelve people stomped on the fine iron rod in unison.

There were obviously twelve people, and the sound of the iron rod shaking the ground was only one sound.

Bang——!

This is why, Jian Chen didn't have time to think about it, because the iron rod that slashed at the top of his head had fallen blatantly in this loud bang.

The Thousand Blade Stick sank suddenly, just in the first moment of the iron rod.

From the body of the stick, there was a fierce and unparalleled masculine force, which followed the body of the stick and vibrated towards his body.

It's just that...... So what?

His face was indifferent, although the strength of this stick was strong, it was much inferior to the strong Vajra palm of Mingjue.

With his current strength, what he needs to worry about is the one who attacks.

Sure enough, when the stick touched his body, the chaotic internal force moved at the right time, and when it was rolled and sucked, it was suddenly like a mud cow entering the sea, and it couldn't even stir up the slightest wave.

However, this is not over, after inhaling, it is a shock!

The stick force that was sucked into the body, after rotating in a circle through the chaotic internal force, suddenly rebounded back from the way it came!

Jian Chen seemed to have seen that the warrior monk who shot at him was like a clear awakening in the next moment, vomiting blood and retreating!

All this was said slowly, but in fact, it was only a short moment, and the internal force that recoiled from his body swooped out.

Smack——!

The unexpected scene did not really appear, but suddenly exploded with a muffled sound at the place where the two sticks clashed.

Jian Chen's expression, which had always been indifferent, changed slightly.

The stick has stopped, and the force has disappeared, this moment is the time for his chaotic internal force to counterattack, and it should be like a bamboo.

However, things did not go according to his thoughts, but from the iron rod against Qianfeng, he rushed into a force.

This strength was actually comparable to the force of his recoil, and when the two collided, they suddenly shook their sticks and canceled them out.