Crossing misfortune, crossing difficulties, crossing the catastrophe, the three of them are the only few remaining masters of Shaolin Temple, a high level of skill, the world has few rivals, with the cultivation of the three of them, within a radius of three zhang, any small sound can not escape their ears, that is, the wind blows, fallen leaves and flowers, and they can't hide their perception.

Even though it was night at the moment, for the three of them, the difference between day and night was really not much, in fact, the night was quiet, and they could better perceive their surroundings.

But the man was standing in the middle of the three trees, less than a foot away from the three of them, and he was still directly in front of the three of them, and the three of them didn't realize when he had come here.

This surprise is not trivial, Rao is three of them have been in retreat for many years, and their minds have long been undisturbed, but at this time, they can't help but shake their bodies and feel unbelievable. Under the restlessness, the inside and outside are exposed, the trunks of the three large pine trees where they live are shaking endlessly, and the pine needles are falling to the ground like rain.

Yang Yi stood in the middle of the three big trees, already the appearance of the three old monks could see clearly, it turned out that the three big trees were dug out of a big hole in the middle of the trunk, just allowing one person to sit, the three of them sat in the trunk at this time, after Yang Yi spoke, an old monk in the south was shocked, Huo Ran stood up, the tree hole he was sitting on was not high, if he just sat in the space and was rich, but at this time he stood up suddenly, his body was already higher than the tree hole, but listen to the "click" With a few sounds, a large crack had already been pushed up from the hole in the tree where it was still located.

The old monk sitting in the northwest corner shouted: "Crossing the tribulation, calm down!"

When the old monk who stood up heard that his senior brother had stopped drinking, he felt a thrill in his heart, and immediately realized that he was not in the right state, so he hurriedly withdrew and sat down in the tree hole again.

The old monk's heart in the northwest corner also beat wildly a few times before returning to normal. Thinking of what the person in front of him said just now, he already understood the identity of this person, took a few deep breaths, tried his best to suppress the shock in his heart, and asked slowly: "But Sect Master Yang is here?

Yang Yi smiled: "Don't dare." Don't dare!"

The old monk in the northwest corner said: "The demon lord is so hard-working, is there anything in the world that you don't dare?"

Under the moonlight, Yang Yi saw that although the old monk only had one eyeball, he listened to the breath and argued the heartbeat, among the three, his skill was the deepest, and he heard the other two call him senior brother, so he already knew the identity of this person. He asked, "Are you doomed?"

Du Er said: "Yes, I am Du Er, it's hard for Sect Leader Yang to know that there is such a person as Lao Wei in the world." ”

Yang Yidao: "It is indeed impressive for a shrunken turtle to be made like Your Excellency!"

As soon as Yang Yi finished saying this, he felt that the air flow around him was different, and at the same time there was an iron cable at the three big trees that swept towards him silently, and the three iron cables were dark in color, and it was extremely difficult to find them hidden in the night. What's even more striking is that this iron cable is in a hurry. But there is no sound at all, the clouds are flowing and the sky is bright.

Yang Yi laughed, "Interesting!" He didn't move, stretched out his hands, and grabbed the iron cables on the northeast and northwest sides. When the iron rope eye in the south saw his back, the rope head suddenly seemed to touch a big ball smeared with oil, but it didn't hit the ground, swam forward along the side of Yang Yi's body, and finally crashed into the two iron cables in Yang Yi's hand.

Sparks are splashing around. The sound of the iron cable colliding sounded loudly, and the three iron cables were pulled by Yang Yi under the force direction of the moving force, and they were solidly hit together, after the three iron cables collided, the three old monks knew that it was not good, and hurriedly collected the force, but Yang Yi's moving method was so ingenious, and after they found out, the internal strength of the three monks had been released, and it was already too late to collect.

The three old monks have very high skills, this time the internal strength fights each other, the three of them are all body shocks, the old monks in the south are slightly secondary, the concentration is also shallow, the body is fierce and then leaning back, the back has been leaning on the trunk of the tree through the big tree, originally just dug a tree trough of the big tree, become transparent before and after.

At this time, Yang Yi had already broken away from the encirclement of the three iron cables, stepped forward, and went straight to the crossing.

When Du Er saw him coming, although he was surprised, he was not panicked, and he wanted to withdraw the iron rope with a shake of his hand, and at the same time slapped out his left palm and hit Yang Yi.

The three of them have been in retreat for more than 30 years, and they have long practiced the same heart, one person moves and the three of them move together, and the other two know that he wants to take back the iron cable, and the three of them are all lucky to collect it, wanting to pull the iron cable back. But the three of them just shook it, and found that something was wrong, the heads of the three iron cables had been wound together, and they didn't know when they were tied into a dead knot, and they couldn't pull it back in a hurry.

Yang Yi just used the method of shifting the universe to pull the internal forces of the three parties, but in the end, he used Tai Chi to tie the knots of the iron cables, and the three iron cables collided and entangled with each other with a wave of his hand.

At this time, after Du Er's palm was slapped, he already knew that the iron cable could not be withdrawn immediately, and his right hand shook again, no longer exerting force, and handed over the problem of the three iron cables to the two junior disciples to deal with, and his left palm was already about to slap Yang Yi.

Yang Yi saw that his palm was slapped out, the momentum was heavy, and the palm of his hand had not reached the palm power, which was much more powerful than the vajra palm technique of the empty wisdom, and he waved his palm forward at the moment, and said with a smile: "Is this the palm of Mount Meru?"

Both of them clapped their hands in the void, and their palms did not intersect.

In mid-air, the two forces met, and suddenly there was an explosion, the wind rose on the ground, the dust was everywhere, and Du Yu shouted, and he could no longer sit upright, and his body fell back sharply, and he had already crashed through the trunk of the tree, and after turning a somersault, he stood behind the body of the tree, and his face was shocked.

The palm that was played by Du Er just now is called "Sumeru Mountain Palm", this Sumeru Mountain Palm has only one style, and the strength is like overwhelming mountains and seas, and it is mighty. If ordinary Shaolin monks want to use this trick, they must be lucky for half a day before they can play, and Du Er has been sitting in the pass for more than 30 years at this time, and his skills have reached a very high level before he can use it at will.

He slapped this palm, thinking that he could stop Yang Yi, but he didn't know that Yang Yi didn't dodge or retreat, and waved his palm to greet him, not afraid at all.

After nearly a hundred years of hard work, in the face of Yang Yi's false slap, he couldn't resist it, and his body had to fall back to avoid Yang Yi's casual palm.

is also a casual palm, and the two of them stand tall.

After Du Er stood on the tree, he nodded and said, "Sect Master Yang is really good, Lao Wei is far behind, this kung fu is not taught by Yang Dingtian, right?"

Yang Yidao: "He is also worthy of being my master?"

Du Er was stunned and said: "Yes, Yang Dingtian can't teach you! Although he is not your teacher, you should not be so disrespectful to the previous sect leader!"

Yang Yi said: "It's disrespectful, so what?"

Du Er said: "Sure enough, there are no people in the Demon Sect!"

At this moment, Du Er felt the iron rope's head tremble, and knew that the two junior disciples had already untied the iron rope. His face did not move, and he stood in front of Yang Yi through the trunk of the tree, "Demon Lord, take my palm again!" raised his palm and slapped it forward, and at the same time, the iron rope rolled back and wrapped around Yang Yi's waist.

The iron ropes of the other two monks suddenly straightened, stabbing Yang Yi like a spear like a spear, stabbing the back of the heart and stabbing the right rib.

Yang Yi still waved his palms to greet him, and his right hand flicked the iron cable on his right rib, causing it to involuntarily crash into another iron cable that came from behind, and smiled at the cross in front of him: "A broken iron chain, the three of them have a lot of tricks!" (To be continued.) )

PS: No matter where you saw this book, I'm bothered to give some recommendation votes, and it's pitiful that there are few recommendation votes recently