Duan Chen's soft shouts sounded in the inn, and those people in the rivers and lakes were shocked by Duan Chen's ruthless methods, and they bowed their heads in fright one by one, and no one dared to talk. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Qi Peng, the boss of the five ghosts of the Yellow River, has reached the seventh layer of the day after tomorrow, and his martial arts are really not weak. But such a master died in the blink of an eye under the sword of the man in white in front of him.

It can be seen that the person in front of him is quite powerful!

Just when everyone bowed their heads and was silent, a Buddha horn suddenly sounded in the crowd.

"Amitabha, this benefactor, your murderous intent is too heavy!" An old monk wearing a yellow monk's robe and a compassionate face stood up from the crowd.

"Monk, who are you?" Duan Chen's gaze swept over and looked at him.

"It doesn't matter who the poor monk is, the important thing is that Your Excellency's methods are too ruthless!" said the old monk, "These people just want to steal your horse, although they are at fault, but they are not guilty of death." And you, for their lives, for their sins, for their sins!"

"Monk, you say that, you just want to stand up for them?" Duan Chen narrowed his eyes.

"Although the poor monk is a monk, he is in the red dust after all, and when he encounters such a murder today, he naturally has to take care of it. The yellow-robed old monk said lightly.

"Since that's the case, there's no need to talk about it!" Duan Chen threw the sword in his hand, and then flew towards the yellow-robed old monk.

Let him use a sword against an empty-handed old monk, he still can't wipe off this face.

Of course, the most important thing is that Duan Chen doesn't know swordsmanship, and this old monk has strong internal strength, there is no difference between having a sword and not having a sword.

Duan Chen approached with a bully approach, and the palm of his hand was surging with a cyan inner luster, and he suddenly slapped at the yellow-robed old monk. The palm wind struck, but the old monk was unmoved, and raised his withered yellow palm to hit Duan Chen.

"Boom!"

The two palms intersected, and a roar suddenly erupted, and Duan Chen was shocked by the old monk's palm force and took two steps back.

And the old monk, who was originally calm, couldn't help but take a small step back.

"The ninth layer of the day after tomorrow?" The yellow-robed old monk looked at Duan Chen in surprise, he originally thought that Duan Chen's most powerful thing was footwork and sword moves, but he didn't expect that his internal strength was also so profound, and he cultivated to the ninth layer of the day after tomorrow at a young age.

With such an achievement, it can almost catch up with Qiao Feng back then.

It's just that such a young handsome man, how come he has never heard of it?

Duan Chen, who was repulsed, rubbed his palms that were a little sore, and from the hand just now, Duan Chen faintly felt that this old monk had attracted the aura of heaven and earth.

This shows that the yellow-robed monk in front of him is very likely to be a powerhouse in the half-step innate realm.

If it is deeper than the internal force, Duan Chen does not have the confidence to defeat him, but if it is compared to martial arts, Duan Chen is sure to defeat him!

The middle finger of the index finger turned into a sword, Duan Chen threw it at the yellow-robed old monk, and then a golden beam of light suddenly shot out from Duan Chen's fingertips, hitting the yellow-robed monk like lightning!

"Yiyang Finger?!" the yellow-robed old monk exclaimed, his fingers connected, and he also sent out a finger force.

"Boom!"

The two fingers collided like a torrent, causing the air to roar, forming a stream of air that knocked all the surrounding seats to the ground.

The people in the inn were affected by this, and they were shocked to lie on the ground, and many of them even fainted.

"Ahem," the yellow-robed monk was not happy, although he was not injured at this time, his breath was a lot disordered, and even the monk's robe was broken, looking very embarrassed.

Obviously, in the battle with Duan Chen, he had already lost.

The One Yang Finger is the world's first-class powerful finger skill, and it is the most positive and yang, domineering and unmatched.

However, this is not the reason for the defeat of the yellow-robed monk.

The yellow-robed monk has been practicing the flower finger for many years, and the finger power can be described as extremely strong, and he once fought with Duan Zhengming, who cultivated the Yiyang finger, and the two fought to a tie regardless of victory or defeat.

So he didn't care about it before, as for the exclamation just now, it was out of surprise at Duan Chen's identity.

He thought that his finger power would be able to break the opponent's yang finger, but the result made him extremely shocked and confused.

A guy who only has the ninth layer of the day after tomorrow actually defeated him head-on with a yang finger!

Defeated him, a high-ranking monk of the Shaolin Xuanzi generation!

'That's not right!' The yellow-robed monk suddenly sounded something, and his heart was suddenly shocked, "How could that Yang finger power just now be golden?" Duan Zhengming's finger power before was fiery red, which was completely different from now. I heard that the One Yang Finger is divided into nine realms, and only when the cultivation reaches the peak will the finger power turn golden, is it..."

"Hey, monk, what are you doing?

"Don't fight, don't fight, Your Excellency is strong, it's the poor monk who lost. The yellow-robed monk waved his hand, and then asked, "Your Excellency actually uses a yang finger, is it from the Dali Duan clan?"

"Exactly!"

"Sure enough, it's someone from the Duan clan in Dali!" The yellow-robed monk sighed, looked Duan Chen up and down, and said, "Yiyang finger is the Duan family's family heirloom, and it is absolutely impossible for outsiders to learn it, and now the Duan family has two young sons, Duan Chen and Duan Yu, I don't know which one you are?"

"It's Duan Chen. Duan Chen bowed his head slightly and asked rhetorically, "Who are you?"

"The poor monk is from Shaolin, and his law name is Xuandu. The yellow-robed monk smiled bitterly.

Xuandu's smile was full of bitterness, but he didn't expect that he, a senior monk of the Xuanzi generation, was actually not a young man's opponent.

At least, in terms of finger power, he lost to Duan Chen.

"Oh, you're Xuandu. Duan Chen glanced at Xuandu, but was a little disappointed in his heart.

In the Eight Divisions of the Heavenly Dragon, there are only two people who have cultivated the Flower Finger to a high level, Xuandu and Xuan Lone. Now Xuandu is not his opponent, so it can be seen that the foundation of Shaolin Temple is nothing more than that.

It's just that even Duan Chen himself didn't remember that he used the One Yang Finger of the Nine Rank Realm to defeat Xuandu.

"Duan Gongzi, your Dali Kingdom advocates Buddhism and has a compassionate heart, why do you want to kill?" Xuandu pronounced a Buddha horn, and then asked.

"Master Xuandu, you only saw me kill them, so do you know why I did this?" Duan Chen raised his eyelids and said lightly.

"Isn't it because they want to steal your horse?"

"You're thinking too simply. Duan Chen snorted, then walked up to the corpses of the five ghosts of the Yellow River, pointed to Scarface, and said, "This person, bullying me at a young age, used all his strength to make a move, obviously moved to kill me." If I didn't know martial arts, I would have been beaten by him a long time ago!"

After speaking, Duan Chen walked up to the remaining corpses, pointed to them one by one and continued, "This lame man is holding three steel needle hidden weapons in his hand, have you seen it? He is already preparing to plot against me!"

"This thin man, silently following me, holding a poisoned dagger in his hand, ready to stab me at any time!"

"And this last one, he is even more vicious, look at the small bag in his hand?

"These few people not only want to rob my horse, but also want to take my property and kill me!

Duan Chen finished speaking in one breath, and Xuandu was silent.

"Master Xuandu, you pity them. However, if I am killed, who will pity me?!" Duan Chen laughed at himself.

"Alas, I didn't expect them to be such vicious people. Xuandu sighed, and then said in a low voice, "Actually, as long as Duan Shi Shi said the unspeakable and explained the matter clearly, the poor monk would not fight with Duan Shi Shi just now. ”

"Explain, why should I explain?" Duan Chen glanced at Xuandu and said coldly, "I never like to explain to others when I do things. It doesn't matter if you understand or not! I, Duan Chen, just do it!"

Hearing this, Xuan Du suddenly had nothing to say, he had nothing to do about Duan Chen's arrogant and arrogant character.

After a long time, Xuan Du said astringently, "People live for a lifetime, everyone has a time when they make mistakes, although the five ghosts of the Yellow River have made big mistakes, as long as they are enlightened, they may not be able to become good people, and,"

Xuandu paused and looked at Duan Chendao, "What's more, with Duan Shi's martial arts, he can completely subdue them unscathed." Why do you add to the killing, and kill them?"

"Repaying grievances with virtue and enlightening the wicked into goodness is your Buddha's business. Duan Chen said lightly, "And I have my own set of compassion guidelines. ”

"In my opinion, if killing a wicked person can save more innocent people, then kill it!"

"To kill is to be merciful!"

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