Zen Master Huikong slammed his palm out, and a force that destroyed the world hit Leng Xiaoyun directly, Leng Xiaoyun did not dodge, the force hit his chest, shattering the iron plate on his chest, and the clothes on his chest had already been torn to pieces, Leng Xiaoyun only felt dim, and immediately fainted. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

He had no power to resist anymore, his body was already a bloody man! The fragments of the iron plate on his chest also penetrated into his body, cutting him elsewhere, Yu Wanze slowly walked in front of him, raised his palms and was about to take his life, and a voice remembered: "He, can't die!"

A man in white jumped into the room, and the voice was from him.

Yu Wanze saw that the man in white was shocked, and even took a few steps back and stood with Huikong Zen Master, the man hugged Leng Xiaoyun and wanted to leave, and the monks outside surrounded him as if they had just woken up from a dream, and Huikong Zen Master also used his palms to exert force, but Yu Wanze did not exert force and only watched behind his back.

"I don't want to kill! Don't come to death in vain!" said the man in white, with an extra cyan sword in his hand.

"Although you are strong in martial arts, you can retreat with one person in your arms! Everyone will catch him together!" Yu Wanze said, but he took a few steps back.

The monks were about to go up, but Zen Master Huikong hurriedly stopped: "That Leng Xiaoyun has not died after taking my three palms, and his life has been stopped in Shaolin!"

The figure of the man in white disappeared without a trace in a flash, and everyone was shocked and admired the wisdom of Zen Master Huikong, if it was really a fight, few people would be able to catch that person's sword!

The man in white jumped several times, flew out of the range of Shaolin, and put down Leng Xiaoyun, a man in black was already waiting, the man in black was wrapped in a black cloak, and a black hat also covered her face.

"How's his injury!" she said in a voice like a silver bell.

"It's not good!" The man in white hurriedly relied on Leng Xiaoyun, and after a while, a hot breath rose around Leng Xiaoyun's body, she reached into her arms and took out Leng Xiaoyun's Nine Turns Soul Rejuvenation Pill to feed him, and pulled out the fragments of his iron plate, put some medicinal powder, and stood aside and waited quietly.

Leng Xiaoyun is seriously injured, if the palm is a Shaolin masterpiece, Huikong Zen Master is even more nirvana, Leng Xiaoyun will definitely die if he does not have an iron plate to block!

However, he was still a blessed man after all, the man in white healed him for a long time, he finally began to cough, and spit out a few mouthfuls of blood, and she was relieved to see that Leng Xiaoyun was not dead.

"He can't die!" she said.

"He won't die, because if you don't let him die, he can't die!" The man in white pressed his palms Leng Xiaoyun's chest, and a stream of heat flowed into Leng Xiaoyun's body, flowing in his body, like a stormy wave, slamming the blood in his body, hitting his mouth, Leng Xiaoyun spat out several mouthfuls of blood.

She silently took out a handkerchief to wipe the blood from his mouth for him, and then wiped it clean and raised it again, and in a moment the handkerchief was red, and her hand was also red.

In a moment, Leng Xiaoyun's face improved slightly, beads of sweat oozed from the white-clothed man's forehead, and his face became more and more pale, but he did not stop, and he was constantly transmitting internal force, as if he wanted to give him all his internal strength, without a trace of tiredness!

"Stop!" the woman put down her handkerchief, wiped away the sweat from the man with her clean hands, and stroked his face from time to time.

"If only it could be like this forever!" the man in white laughed.

She trembled and withdrew her hand, but she didn't know what to say.

"What will he do!" the man in white asked.

"He's handed it over to me! You go!" she said.

The man was ignorant, got up and left. She turned her head to look at Leng Xiaoyun, took off her cloak, and had a peerless face, but there was no laughter on her face, but there was infinite sorrow.

"You have to promise me one thing!" she said regardless of whether Leng Xiaoyun woke up or not, "Don't get hurt again!"

She stood up and stared at him for a long time, then turned her head sharply and walked away, a hand that grabbed her, she wanted to break free but couldn't, that hand seemed to use inexhaustible strength.

She looked back, although Leng Xiaoyun's eyes had not opened, her arm was straining, her bloody lips trembled, she hurriedly leaned down to listen, "You don't want to go!" A sentence came out faintly, as if it was his heart.

"I must go!" she said.

"I'm going to hurt you if I don't leave!" she added.

Leng Xiaoyun's throat trembled as if she wanted to say something, but she didn't want to listen anymore, she turned her head and said, "With Miss Qin, she will give you love, and I can't!" After saying that, she turned around and disappeared into the early morning mist.

His whole body trembled, as if being with her was even more painful than those palms just now! Yes, although the wounds on the body were painful, as long as it was a bloody man, he could endure it, but the wounds of love were unforgettable, and they were painful!

The firewood collector rescued him in the early morning, he recuperated for a few days before waking up, the injury did not heal, he went back on the road again, he still has to go back to Wudang, he still has a lot to do!

"Zen Master, last time the man in white saved people in Shaolin like this, why didn't you stop it! He was the one who wanted to harm me last time, and he was also the person from the Holy Fire Hall!" Yu Wanze asked.

"That man's kung fu is really good, and it will take a lot of effort to stop him in Shaolin's realm where no one is around! I'm afraid that even if I can stop him, I will pay a lot of price! I don't want to lose anything before I fight Wudang!" said Huikong Zen Master.

"Fighting with Wudang is to lure out the Holy Fire Hall! Since that person is a person from the Holy Fire Hall just now, we only need to capture him to know about the Holy Fire Hall!" Yu Wanze said.

"How sure are you that you can catch this person!" asked Zen Master Huikong.

Yu Wanze was speechless.

"But I'm 100% sure that the Holy Fire Hall will appear!" said Master Huikong.

"How do you make them appear!" Yu Wanze asked.

"Although people have run away, but the place can't run, let's go to Wudang to question, I am sure that the Holy Fire Hall will appear!" said Zen Master Huikong.

"What the Zen master said is reasonable, but if the Holy Fire Hall and Wudang are united, I am afraid that it will be difficult for us to win!" Yu Wanze said.

"What are our odds of winning!" suddenly came four men from outside the house, three men and one woman, each with a sword.

Yu Wanze was shocked, his ear power was very good, but he couldn't hear the movement of the four people at all, and his kung fu was really good! But he saw that one of the four people was holding a giant axe, one was holding a double ring, one was holding a long knife, and one was holding a double short sword.

"Who are these people?" asked Yu Wanze busily.

"Prince Gong is willing to lend you to me, it should be an honor! If you are really sure of it! These four are the four masters under Prince Gong's throne, Xu Wuya, the ghost Ren Tienan, the Li Yanyang of Buzhou Mountain, and the bloodthirsty sword Wan Jian Xin is also!"

"Jiu Yang, I didn't expect Huikong Zen Master to invite four, this time it is really a victory!" Yu Wanze said busily.