Outside the town, the sound of horses' hooves continued to ring.

The Mingjiao sect members ran in and said to the Mingjiao leader: "Sect Master, the brothers of the Five Elements Banner outside the town are surrounded by bandits. ”

The man in black slapped the table angrily and said, "Be bold and reckless, when I can't make the disciples of the Ming Sect a vegetarian, I will lead the disciples to fight their way out of the encirclement." ”

Jiang Yuhan persuaded him, stood up, listened attentively to the movement outside the town, shook his head after a while, and said, "Don't worry, these people are from unknown origins, and they may not be enemies with us, so it's better to wait and see what happens." ”

The sect leader of the Ming Sect nodded approvingly, coughed a few more times, and only spoke when Ma Dutou was afraid that he would cough out his lungs: "Jiang Zuo's words are reasonable, this re-entry into the Central Plains is very important to our sect, don't let my sect master be lost here in vain." ”

The big man in black was obviously very unconvinced by Jiang Yuhan, but the sect leader said this, so he could only act according to orders. "I had people restrain them. The man in black said that, and sent a few of his men out with his fingers, obviously he had a high reputation in the sect.

Since it was a bandit, the Mongols didn't have to worry at all, and when they turned their heads and paid attention to the ugly monk, they found that the monk was already standing behind the leader of the Ming Sect.

"Isn't it tiring to be shackled? The black-clothed big Han Wei said as he swung his knife to cut off the shackles on the ugly monk's body.

A withered hand grabbed the knife-wielding hand of the man in black.

"Mingjiao has made up his mind to take care of the affairs of my Shaolin Temple?" asked the nameless warrior monk.

The nameless warrior monk was still a few steps away from Wei You's envoy before, but now he was next to Wei You's envoy, and this kung fu really amazed everyone. Ouyang Feng saw it in his eyes. It is different from Yue Ziran's "walking in the distance". The light work of the nameless warrior monk is very simple. It was as if he had taken several steps in one step and walked to the side of the man in black.

The nameless warrior monk asked another question before the black-clothed man came back to his senses.

After a pause, the black-clothed man said, "The Ming Sect will definitely uphold justice for the sect master." With that, he flipped his palm and fought back at the nameless warrior monk who held his palm. The nameless warrior monk only felt a burst of cold air coming, sideways to avoid it, and made a move to "subdue the dragon and subdue the tiger" obliquely hit Wei You's ribs.

The big man in black is obviously not a fuel-efficient lamp. The previous palm did not wait to be solid, but the back hand hit it again, catching the nameless warrior monk's move "subduing the dragon and subduing the tiger", and the cold ice internal force instantly gushed out, forcing into the nameless warrior monk's body.

The internal force of the nameless warrior monk is gentle and soft, and he is well versed in the general meaning of Buddhism, and as soon as the cold ice internal force pours in, it is dispersed, but it pours into the body of the black-clothed man, and he is caught off guard by Wei You.

Just after a round of fighting, the big man in black suffered a small loss. He took a step back and dispersed the nameless warrior monk's internal force. praised: "Shaolin's internal strength is really worthy of its reputation. ”

"Awards, awards. ”

"Yi Jin Jing?"

Don't say it's okay, a horse is said to be "poof" happy, when the nameless monk stole the "Yijin Sutra" in the Shaolin Temple Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, after learning for half a year, there was no half a point of growth, but when practicing the basic internal force of Shaolin Temple, the progress was rapid.

The nameless warrior monk was annoyed, and the black-clothed man took the opportunity to slap him again, hitting the nameless warrior monk's anger. He was no longer polite, and the splitting palm in the eight hits of the divine palm was unleashed, and the palms shook and struck the arms of the black-clothed man respectively, only to hear the sound of "click", Wei Youzhi snorted, and his left arm was obviously displaced.

However, the nameless warrior monk did not please him, he forced the split heart palm of the eight divine palms to prove to the fire foreman Tuo that the first bitter wisdom Zen master of the Dharma Hall did not want to use this to kill him, and his left arm was hard to receive a cold ice palm from the black-clothed man, and he took a few steps back one after another, and then looked at his arm, the cold hit, as if he was frozen half and it was difficult to feel free.

The nameless warrior monk gently moved his arm and asked the fire foreman Tuo: "Do you see clearly, this is the real splitting of the heart, not the posture of the Kuzhi Zen Master at that time." ”

The fire foreman Tuo understood it, and he had believed in the bitter wisdom Zen Master's intention to keep him according to his orders for seven or eight points, but in order to get out, he still snorted coldly and disdained the questioning of the nameless warrior monk.

"Hey, you're just ugly monk, you're still so thick-skinned, I have to teach you a lesson today. Ma Du was furious, and stepped forward to see the black-clothed man in front, and the nameless warrior monk did not stop him, so he retreated again.

"I'll spare your life for now. Ma Dutou said eloquently.

At the end of the earth, the remnant sun shed its last rays of light and disappeared into the horizon, the sound of horses' hooves outside the town fell silent, and the torches of the bandit camp lit up half of the sky.

The man in black didn't care about untying the shackles, and twisted his dislocated arm with the help of others.

The street outside the inn was now filled with the sound of unhurried horses' hooves.

There were a lot of people, and there was even the sound of horse-drawn carriages pressing over the dirt road.

But the first thing that caught everyone's eye was a few horses.

The little bandit took his men to turn over and dismount, entered the inn, looked around, and said, "Why don't you light the lamp when it's dark?"

"Is it your centaur out there?" asked the Ming Sect Leader in a deep voice, coughing a few times.

His heart-to-heart cough and bellows-like wheezing frightened the little bandits. The little bandit took a few steps back: "It can't be a tuberculosis ghost, right?"

"Bold. The big man in black slapped the table angrily and glared at the little bandit, which caused pain in his newly dislocated arm. However, Wei You's envoy was quite imposing, and the frightened little bandit took a few steps back.

After taking a step back, he stepped out of the door, and the little bandit scolded: "Damn it, I'm in a hurry, I'll shoot you honeycomb coal." ”

"What is honeycomb coal?" asked Ma Dutou curiously.

The little bandit scratched his head and said with a big grin, "How do I know?" ”

It didn't feel good to be held by someone, and the person in front of him was obviously the leader of the bandits, so Ouyang Feng stood up and asked, "You are also here for the treasure?"

"Treasure?" Ma Dutou had little resistance to the treasure, "There is a treasure here? ”

"Of course there are treasures. Ouyang Feng walked over slowly, "This treasure is in ......"

Before the words fell, Ouyang Feng took a few steps forward, and his five fingers turned into claws to grab the unsuspecting little bandit.

"Oops. Of course, the little bandit's martial arts are not as good as Ouyang Feng, he didn't even have a chance to dodge, he just let out an exclamation, and watched a claw grab his shoulder.

Just between the lightning and flint, a sword stabbed in from outside the inn, extremely fast, wonderful to the peak, and approached the palm that Ouyang Feng was about to put on the shoulder of the little bandit.

As soon as this sword appeared in the field of vision, Ouyang Feng's heart was already tight, he hurriedly took a few steps back, Rao was like this, and a bloody mark was also carved on his palm.

"Yue Ziran!" Ouyang Feng said hatefully.

Two white figures walked into the inn, Yue Ziran held the sword in his right hand, and held Huang Rong's waist in the left back, letting the little Lori snuggle in his arms, followed by the other five ghosts of Xiangyang and the maid of the Star Picking Tower.

Miss Huang's face was pale, and she was covering her abdomen with one hand, but she had suffered from menstrual cramps again.

"You go and clean up a room, and wait for Miss Huang to sleep first. Yue Ziran instructed the maid.

The maid obeyed, and the fat sister-in-law came over to help Huang Rong go down first.

"I didn't expect everyone to be here, disrespectful. Yue Ziran turned his head and arched his hand, and greeted Ruo again: "Third brother is good." ”

If you return a salute.

"And us. Ma Du came up and patted Yue Ziran on the shoulder, afraid of leaving himself behind.

Before Yue Ziran could speak, the nameless warrior monk who was shrinking in the corner of the wall and preparing to slip away slapped Ma Du's head and scolded: "You stupid, if he comes here, the old witch must be there, just slip away, what ...... are you fighting" (to be continued......)