Kong Wen was really not afraid of Qian Qingjian, he had already thought of a way to deal with Qian Qingjian, and he was pleasantly surprised to find that Qian Qingjian didn't bring the divine bird with him when he came to Guangming Ding. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Although the heads of the six major factions have also discussed the means to deal with the raptor, but there is that raptor or not, the difference is too big, and now everything is fine just by putting Qian Qingjian down, and it is completely worry-free and effort-saving.

In the face of the frame of empty news, Qian Qingjian is not surprised, it is a man's instinct to be a hero to save beauty, and as for the old monk of empty news, it is also normal for him to come forward to support the Emei faction. Sometimes men don't save beautiful women to go to bed, and it's good to be able to gain some gratitude from beautiful women, even if it's just to get a smile from beautiful women, which is understandable.

Although there is a suspicion of being a power-hungry monk with the heart of a sex man, Qian Qingjian certainly does not imagine empty news as a living Lei Feng. Reflected in the attitude, it was even more polite, he turned around and pointed to the white-eyed Eagle King who had just been supported by Wei Yixiao - the latter had been applied with gold sore medicine at the moment, and was closing his eyes to breathe, just now the Eagle King closed his eyes when he saw Qian Qingjian coming, he really couldn't hold it - Qian Qingjian pointed at the Eagle King and said: "I heard that you let go of your mother's stinky fart, is it possible that a female streamer should kill my father-in-law?"

Qian Qingjian scolded his mother, and the monks of Shaolin Temple suddenly exploded, and shouted one after another:

"Bold!"

"Presumptuous!"

"How do you talk to the abbot?"

Rubbing and rubbing, more than a dozen monks of different ages popped out, looking at this posture, they were going to inflict a group beating on Qian Qingjian, so that people from all factions nodded one after another, Shaolin Temple was able to lead Wulin Sure enough, looking at the younger disciples of Shaolin, first of all, they were better than other sects in terms of courage.

As everyone knows, this is not the case at all. Among these monks, there are newborn calves who are not afraid of tigers and dare to test the white light; there are those who have never seen Qian Qingjian's skills with their own eyes, and who have heard of it but do not believe it; there are also those who show loyalty in front of the leader and know that the leader will not let him single out Qian Qingjian, so they stand up to show off their lives; and there are also those who know that the leader has mastered the means to deal with Qian Qingjian, so they stand by the leader's side without fear, and so on.

Where can Qian Qingjian manage so many true and false, I don't know how powerful it is, right? Then give you practice, he didn't say a word, and waved his hand is a move of the Quanzhen faction's "Gangfeng Sweeping Leaves", a white light as wide as three zhang was like mercury pouring down, surging forward, along with Kongwen and these dozen monks.

How can you describe this trick, which is magnificent and domineering? It is really not easy to describe. Let's put it this way, if Wang Chongyang sees this trick when he comes back to life, he will definitely worship Qian Qingjian, this sword technique is performed by Wang Chongyang in his heyday, and he can't use such a style.

Not to mention that this sword has improved the whole true swordsmanship by more than one level, just to say that the picture formed by this move is consistent with the name of the move, this is simply too vivid! That sword is really like a gang wind sweeping the earth, and the Shaolin monks are the fallen leaves of late autumn, withering and flying under the sweep of the gang wind, extremely sad, so pitiful.

Where would Kong Wen have thought that Qian Qingjian would do so unaccording to the routine? This is not to follow the rules! Before the words were finished, he did it without warning, this is simply much more unsophisticated than Ding Minjun, how can people in the martial arts play like this?

It's just that he complained and complained, should he hide or have to hide, his feet were slightly exerted, his knees were not bent, his body had been pulled up, the white light swept through the soles of his feet, but it failed to hurt him in the slightest, and in mid-air, Kongwen let out a thunderbolt-like roar: "Woohoo!"

The sound wave shook the snow on the bright-roofed house and fell, the butter giant candle in the hall of light flickered, everyone in the square outside the hall was counted, everyone felt dizzy in their heads, and the Mingjiao array was rushing towards the direction of the sound wave propagation, everyone felt a burst of Venus dancing in front of them, and the four altar masters of the Heavenly Eagle Sect who had been injured before were even more shocked to the point that blood overflowed from the corners of their mouths in the cross-legged pranayama.

Kongwen roared out this lion roar of the Buddhist Gate, and mustered up enough internal strength to attack Qian Qingjian, aiming to destroy Qian Qingjian's instantaneous attack and defense. He finally knew that the disciples of the six major factions couldn't stand this domineering roar either, so he didn't dare to roar for too long, and he didn't expect to defeat Qian Qingjian with this roar, just to disturb the latter's mind.

At the same time as he roared, his figure had not fallen, and the rosary in his hand had already collapsed and flew out, hitting the thirteen key points in front of Qian Qingjian.

Looking at Qian Qingjian on the other side, he was really roared at and his body was stagnant, and the white light that seemed to be like training disappeared at once, and he was overjoyed, and the big sleeves of the monk's robe fluttered while his body fell, and he fell towards Qian Qingjian's heavenly spirit.

This whisk is the Shaolin Temple's seventy-two kinds of stunts of the robe to subdue the devil, and the Shaolin abbot Xuan Ci two hundred years ago is the best at this skill. Although the internal force of the empty news is not as good as that of Xuan Ci two hundred years ago, the power of this blow is enough to crack the stone.

The empty thought is, aren't you good at transforming the Dafa? I don't have to touch your body with my fists and feet, just see how you do it. He thinks that Qian Qingjian should not be able to dodge this brush, because as long as one of the thirteen rosaries hits the acupoint, Qian Qingjian will not be able to move to dodge, and then as long as this sleeve is hit, Qian Qingjian will definitely die immediately, and there is no possibility of survival.

Hearing this roar, a secret weapon thirteen prayer beads, coupled with a sharp and unbridled flick, made the hearts of decent people feel relieved, made Wei Yixiao sad, and made the people of the Ming Sect Heavenly Eagle Sect close their eyes, Qian Qingjian must be in a catastrophe.

If you only fight with your fists and feet, it may take a long time to distinguish the superiority, and if you only fight weapons, I am afraid that you will have to go through dozens of rounds, but the Kongwen Monk combined these three different types and different uses of martial arts at this moment, and used them on Qian Qingjian's body at the same time, and the victory or defeat was only a matter of moments. Who else in the world can solve the killer move of this combination?

However, the reality is very different from what is heard and what everyone thinks.

The previous assumption was correct, Qian Qingjian was really stunned for a while, and then immediately turned around to avoid these rosaries, and sure enough, he couldn't dodge, how could he dodge at such a close distance, Qian Qingjian was even so frightened that he threw away the long sword in his hand, and his hands fluttered wildly, as if he wanted to pounce on these rosaries, but he couldn't punch them out, and all the rosaries entered the range of his arms.

But just when this made Kong Wen even more overjoyed, a strange thing happened, those prayer beads actually no longer hit the acupoints forward after entering Qian Qingjian's arms circle, but changed direction in his arms and palms, as if they were controlled by some force, and flew into a ball.

In the blink of an eye, the sleeves of the empty air were also drawn on the circle formed by Qian Qingjian's flying hands, but they were shattered into thousands of fragments, and the thousands of fragments did not scatter and fly, but also entered Qian Qingjian's arms and palms, dancing with those prayer beads.

When Kongwen's body fell to the ground, and he was so stunned that he didn't know what was wrong, he only heard Qian Qingjian shout coldly: "Let you also taste the taste of the hidden weapon!"

Everyone only heard a crisp sound of "pop", as if someone in the audience had whipped a whip, but no one could see any hidden weapons flying by.

When he looked back, he saw a deep hole the size of an egg on the forehead of a tall monk of the round character, which was gurgling out of red and white slurry. At this time, he felt a sharp pain in his ears, and when he reached out and touched it, half of his ears were missing.

Looking at the ground around him, the dozen or so disciples who stood up just now and wanted to beat Qian Qingjian were simply miserable.

There were as many as seven or eight of those who had their legs broken and were cut in two, and a few others with intact limbs were lying on the ground as if they had fainted. He knew that these disciples were too close to him, and even if they didn't die in that white light, they would be fainted by his Buddhist lion roar.

This...... What the hell is going on? Kong Wen couldn't figure out what was going on. The onlookers didn't understand what was going on. They can understand the power of empty news, but they can't understand Qian Qingjian's response.

When he looked at Qian Qingjian again, he found that Qian Qingjian was looking at him with a sneer, holding more than a dozen prayer beads in his right hand and rubbing them.

Heaven and earth were slaughtered, and no one dared to speak. Everyone was frightened by this shocking scene, and everyone saw the empty serial three stunts, which was definitely not a nirvana that a living person could deal with, but Qian Qingjian actually fought back unscathed! )