Although Qiao Feng didn't make another move on Wu Xingyun, the sweeping monk got a chance to breathe, he drew a circle with his palms, and the two true qi showed the yin and yang fish pattern of Tai Chi and rushed towards Yang Ming. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Bang bang!

Under the impact of the sweeping monk's two true qi, Yang Ming's body couldn't resist it at all, and flew out upside down like a kite with a broken string.

"Ahem...... Murong Longcheng, you old immortal bald donkey!"

After hitting the wall and landing on the ground, Yang Ming spit out a mouthful of blood and said with a sneer.

"Even the Taoist Tai Chi has been used, you really have the face to pretend to be a Buddhist monk!"

The sweeping monk spread his hands in front of him, and in this short time, the wounds on the palms of his hands were no longer bleeding.

"The Buddha has compassion and can universalize all sentient beings! The Buddha has the vajra appearance and can subdue demons and subdue demons! Since the donor has been repeatedly aggressive, even if the old man can't bear it in his heart, he can only anger the demon and remove the great trouble for the world!"

The sweeping monk who was originally kind and kind looked solemn at this time, and his gaze even made people feel cold killing intent.

Yang Ming's heart sank, and he raised twelve points of vigilance.

Although he and Wu Xingyun teamed up to stab the sweeping monk, he had to admit that the sweeping monk had been passively beaten all the time and did not take the initiative to attack the two.

Trapped beasts are still fighting, and they can also hurt people.

What's more, the martial arts realm of the sweeping monk is above Yang Ming and Wu Xingyun, if this old immortal bald donkey works hard, it is very likely to become a lose-loser.

"Stinky boy, I'm going to drag this old guy down!"

Wu Xingyun jumped forward and slapped the top of the sweeping monk's head from behind.

Bang!

The figure of the sweeping monk disappeared from Wu Xingyun's front and appeared in front of Yang Ming.

Yang Ming was shocked, and his body instinctively swung his sword towards the sweeping monk.

But the sweeping monk did not approach Yang Ming, and there was a distance of one zhang between him and Yang Ming, so he raised his hands and sent out palm power in the air.

Yang Ming danced his hands. Although he used the Ziwei Soft Sword and the Xuantie Divine Sword to block the palm power of the sweeping monk, his body still flew out involuntarily, only this time it didn't hit the wall hard.

When Wu Xingyun chased after the sweeping monk, the sweeping monk left in front of Wu Xingyun again.

"This old thing...... Looks like they pinched me like a soft persimmon!"

Seeing that the sweeping monk did not fight with Wu Xingyun, but just shot at himself again and again, Yang Ming showed an angry expression on his face.

I have to say. This old thing really isn't old and confused.

Although Yang Ming has a hundred-year skill equivalent to that of a grandmaster, if it weren't for the two divine weapons of Ziwei Soft Sword and Xuantie Divine Sword in his hands, Yang Ming would not be able to compare with Wu Xingyun at all.

The sweeping monk's aerial palm power could easily injure Yang Ming, but it was difficult to injure Wu Xingyun, because Wu Xingyun's protective true qi could also form a two-foot qi wall.

With two bangs, Yang Ming put the Ziwei Soft Sword and the Xuantie Divine Sword back into the scabbard.

Since the sweeping monk didn't give himself a chance to fight in close quarters at all, then these two divine weapons would be useless.

Instead of holding them, it is better to do your best to fight the sweeping monk to the death with the sword qi of the finger sword.

Although Wu Xingyun's body speed can be regarded as the best in the world, it is one point slower than the sweeping monk after all.

Probably only Yang Ming and the people who practiced [Ling Bo Weibu]. Able to catch up with the ghostly speed of the sweeping monk.

Seeing that Wu Xingyun was trying again and again in vain, and couldn't find a chance to fight with the sweeping monk at all, Yang Ming urged the true qi to increase the speed of the body to the limit, and with a kick of his feet, he blocked the sweeping monk in front of him, and his hands and fingers were pointed into a sword, and the sword qi stabbed at the sweeping monk's chest.

The sweeping monk seemed to have a sneer on his face, and his hands slapped forward towards Yang Ming's two hands and pointed at them.

Under the pressure of the sweeping monk's palm, Yang Ming's finger sword sword qi immediately collapsed.

But when the palms of the sweeping monk's hands collided with Yang Ming's sword fingers, they sneered twice. Two red sword qi pierced the sweeping monk's hands.

The sweeping monk hurriedly stepped back with wide eyes and an expression of disbelief on his face.

Then the sweeper noticed. Yang Ming's sword fingers in both hands also spurted out two streams of blood.

"I see...... The donor turned into a sword, he really fell into the devil's path, and he didn't hesitate to harm his body to take the sword off the rails!"

Yang Ming pursed his lips disdainfully.

"Even if I mutilated myself, it would only be a temporary injury! as long as I can kill you old thing, this injury is nothing. ”

Although he said so, he had ten fingers connected to his heart. The pain Yang Ming felt at this time was indescribable.

After the true qi was transformed into sword qi in the Sanjiao Entrance, it was directly urged out violently, although the power was even more amazing than expected, but not only Yang Ming's sword fingers were cut by the sword qi, but even the meridians of the Sanjiao Portal were torn apart by the sword qi.

If you keep urging the sword qi out directly and violently. At most, if hundreds of sword qi are emitted, Yang Ming's hands may be completely destroyed, and he will become a waste person who cannot use martial arts with both hands.

But if he let go of the sweeping monk like this, Yang Ming was really unwilling.

If he and Wu Xingyun can't kill the sweeping monk together, then before the sweeping monk dies, the world's number one master will be pressed on their heads.

"If Qiao Feng can also make a move...... The old thing can't bear it!"

Of course, this idea can only be thought about, Qiao Feng didn't help the sweeping monk is already good, and it is simply delusional to expect him to help kill the sweeping monk.

Although Yang Ming injured the sweeping monk and injured himself with his finger sword and sword qi, Wu Xingyun seized the opportunity of the sweeping monk being dragged by him, and suddenly rushed to the back of the sweeping monk and slapped his palm.

The sweeping monk calmly turned around and waved his palms to meet Wu Xingyun.

Bang, bang, bang!

The two of them struck each other with a loud bang, and the powerful True Qi slammed into the surroundings, even lifting the floor in the courtyard, and even the walls in the distance showed signs of depression.

Although the skill of the sweeping monk is far above Wu Xingyun, he is old and frail, and he was stabbed in both hands by Yang Ming's finger sword qi just now, so he can only fight with Wu Xingyun at this time.

Yang Ming took a deep breath, endured the sharp pain of the sword fingers in both hands, and rushed towards the sweeping monk with a kick.

Sensing Yang Ming approaching from behind, the sweeping monk immediately turned around and swirled with his right hand with Wu Xingyun's palms. While slapping his left palm towards Yang Ming.

Boom!

The sweeping monk's surging palm power bombarded Yang Ming's body, but Yang Ming was only stunned, and then continued to move forward and pointed his right hand sword at the sweeping monk's left palm and stabbed it.

Bang!

At the same time that Yang Ming's right sword finger hit the sweeping monk's left palm, the fierce sword qi tore through Yang Ming's sword finger, and a stream of blood splattered out.

At the same time, the sweeping monk also opened his eyes suddenly, his face turned pale and a wisp of blood appeared at the corner of his mouth.

Even if it's a peerless magic skill like [Dou Zhuan Star Shift]. It is also impossible to transfer the sword qi.

If Murong Fu could use [Dou Zhuan Star Shift] to transfer the six-vein sword qi, he would not have been beaten by Duan Yu in the original book.

After all, Murong Longcheng was a peerless genius who created [Dou Zhuan Xing Shift], and his skill was the first in the world, but with his martial arts realm, he could only transfer Duan Yu's six-vein sword qi and Yang Ming's finger sword qi after being instinctively suppressed.

At this time, the fierce sword qi that Yang Ming urged out with all his strength was no less than the sword qi that was slashed with the full force of the Ziwei Soft Sword and the Xuantie Divine Sword, even if the sweeping monk could use the [Dou Zhuan Star Shift] to transfer, his meridians would still be torn apart by the fierce sword qi.

Yang Ming's right sword finger stabbed into the palm of the sweeping monk's left hand, and a fierce sword qi was poured into the sweeping monk's body by him.

He could clearly feel that the meridians of the Sanjiao Entrance in his right hand were torn into long strips by the sword qi.

But it's incredible. Although the meridians of the Sanjiao Entrance in his right hand were damaged by the sword qi, it did not affect Yang Ming to continue to urge the sword qi to pass through the meridians of the Sanjiao Entrance.

Finally-

The sweeping monk spewed out a large mouthful of blood.

After his right hand stiffly stopped, Wu Xingyun slapped his right hand with two consecutive palms.

Bearing Yang Ming's fierce sword qi and Wu Xingyun's fierce palm power, the sweeping monk directly stared at the ground with wide eyes and fell to the ground without a sound.

Yang Ming's body was young and strong, and he was still destroyed by the fierce sword qi of the Sanjiao Porch meridian in his right hand, and the old and decrepit meridians of the sweeping monk were naturally even more unable to withstand the destruction of the fierce sword qi.

Seeing that he had finally killed the sweeping monk by destroying the Sanjiao Xuanguan meridian in his right hand, Yang Ming breathed a long sigh of relief, and then realized that his right hand had lost consciousness.

"Yang Ming. How's your right hand?"

Wu Xingyun rushed over and grabbed Yang Ming's right hand, frowning and revealing a solemn expression.

"You...... You're such a mess! This right hand of yours is only afraid of ......"

"Grandma Tong, my right hand should still work!"

Yang Ming broke free from Wu Xingyun's hand with his right hand, and then pointed at the wooden door of the Hidden Scripture Pavilion with his right hand.

Snort!

A crimson qi sword flew out, slashing the wooden door into two pieces.

This sword qi was fast and fierce, and its power was also better than the finger sword qi that Yang Ming had emitted before.

"Although the Sanjiao Xuanguan meridian in my right hand was destroyed by the sword qi, it didn't affect my use of the sword qi! ”

Because the Sanjiao entrance meridians were destroyed. After Yang Ming urged the True Qi to the Sanjiao Entrance on his right shoulder, the True Qi would stop.

However, if Yang Ming transformed his true qi into sword qi, the sword qi would rush out along the destroyed meridians.

"Is it worth it to pay for your right hand in order to kill Murong Longcheng?"

Wu Xingyun grabbed Yang Ming's right hand with pity and reproached.

"At such an aging age. Even if you don't use the method of self-harm, he will die at our hands sooner or later!"

"Uh...... I forgot! Seeing the old thing showing his might, I thought his body could be like you...... Tong"

Although Wu Xingyun is nearly 100 years old, her body is no different from that of an eighteen-year-old girl, and she can even get pregnant and give birth to a child normally.

If Yang Ming fights Wu Xingyun, even if he fights for three days and three nights, Wu Xingyun will not be exhausted due to physical aging.

But the sweeping monk is different from Wu Xingyun, although the martial arts of the sweeping monk realm are above Wu Xingyun, but what he practices is not [Eight Desolations and Liuhe Solitary Skills] after all, so the body of the sweeping monk is only stronger than that of ordinary old people.

As long as Yang Ming and Wu Xingyun continue to fight with the sweeping monk, they will be exhausted until the sweeping monk is exhausted, even if they drag him, they can drag him to death.

Because Yang Ming was eager to kill the sweeping monk, he forgot about this, and Yang Ming was worried that the sweeping monk would open his head and choose to escape regardless of the scripture pavilion, so he would do his best to kill him.

Qiao Feng walked over to the body of the sweeping monk and helped him close his eyes, and then said to Yang Ming and Wu Xingyun.

"Since the two have already killed this master, let's leave the Scripture Pavilion! After all, this is the important place of the Shaolin Temple, and it is inconvenient for outsiders to stay here. ”

"Gang Master Qiao is worried that I will burn down the Scripture Pavilion! Since the old bald donkey is dead, I naturally have no interest in the Scripture Pavilion!"

Yang Ming walked in front of Qiao Feng with a smile, and then pointed down with the sword in his right hand.

Snort!

A crimson sword qi pierced through the sweeping monk's heart from his chest.

"Yang Ming!"

Qiao Feng's eyes widened, and he looked at Yang Ming angrily.

"You've already killed this master, why do you want to destroy his body?"

"Because in the original book, this old bald donkey has played the trick of resurrection from the dead! If I don't kill him, maybe he will come back to life as soon as Grandma Tong and I leave. ”

After Yang Ming finished smiling, he turned around and returned to Wu Xingyun's side, and the two of them performed light skills together and left the Hidden Scripture Pavilion.

"The original ...... What does that mean?"

Looking at the backs of Yang Ming and Wu Xingyun leaving, Qiao Feng frowned with doubt.

And Yang Ming also said that the sweeping monk can come back from the dead, which is simply nonsense.

If this master really had the magic power to resurrect from the dead, it would be impossible for Yang Ming and Wu Xingyun to kill him.

"It's really inexplicable! Although Yang Ming has great kindness to me, he refuses to let go of even innocent monks, and I, Qiao Feng, really can't bear to see him do more murder!"

Looking at the solemn face of the sweeping monk, Qiao Feng squatted down and stretched out his hands under the sweeping monk's back and legs.

"The abbot of Xuanku is my Qiao Feng's mentor, I naturally can't ignore the master of Shaolin Temple! Besides, master, you were still killed by Yang Ming, let me Qiao Feng find a place for you to bury your body." ”

Just as Qiao Feng was about to pick up the body of the sweeping monk, the sweeping monk's left hand suddenly grabbed Qiao Feng's arm.

Qiao Feng's eyes widened in horror, and he saw that the sweeping monk whose heart had been destroyed by Yang Ming actually opened his eyes, but his eyes were cloudy and his breath was weak, obviously it was only a brief return to light.

"Lord Joe...... You don't have to be afraid! Lao Wei is already a dying person, but there is one thing on his mind that he can't let go! I think that Yang Ming's benefactor has the appearance of a free heavenly demon, and I am afraid that he will harm the martial arts of the rivers and lakes in the future, so I want to entrust Lao Ge's lifelong martial arts experience to you. ”

"Master, do you want me to deal with Yang Ming?"

Qiao Feng frowned, shook his head and said.

"Yang Ming is as kind to me Qiao Feng, how can I be his enemy! What's more, I see that although he acts perversely, the people he kills are not all innocent, so he is by no means a great traitor. ”

The sweeping monk smiled wryly and said weakly.

"Lord Joe is really a hero...... But he is not a real person in the rivers and lakes...... So...... I can entrust you with confidence......"

The sweeping monk's left hand trembled into his arms, and he took out a blood-stained booklet and put it in Qiao Feng's hand.

After Qiao Feng took the booklet, the sweeping monk closed his eyes with a smile.

Heroes can be born in the rivers and lakes, but the real heroes are incompatible with the rivers and lakes.

Just like Guo Jing Guo Daxia, he has been stationed in Xiangyang City for 20 years for the country and the people, and has been regarded as the leader of the martial arts alliance by the Jianghu martial arts, but Guo Jing was a Mongolian golden sword horse in the first half of his life, and he was the general of Xiangyang City in the second half of his life, and he did very little as a Jianghu person.

Yang Guo, the Condor Hero, spent the first half of his life and the second half of his life hiding in the ancient tomb with Xiaolongnu as an otaku and a housemaid, as for the things he did to kill traitors and corrupt officials, even if he was not a Jianghu person, he would do it.

Not to mention Qiao Feng Qiao's gang leader, except for some hardcore brothers in the beggar gang who support him, without the identity of the beggar gang leader, Jianghu Wulin can be said to be everyone shouting and killing him.

It can be seen that although Qiao Feng is a successful beggar gang leader, he is a complete failure. (To be continued.) )