She blushed and said, "You're a big bad guy, I'll ignore you." ”

"Hahahaha. ”

At this time, I only heard Fan Wusu Yin and said: "Ming Xiaodu's martial arts are really extraordinary, even one of the eight cave players in this cave is not your opponent, our green mountains do not change, green water always flows, Songshan will meet again, let's go!" With a wave of his hand, he led the "Nine Heroes of Western Fujian" to go away, but regardless of whether he was hanging or not, he was in the wilderness. Fan Wusu is very dependent on current affairs, he knows that he can't beat Ming Xiaodao at all, if he joins forces with the "Nine Heroes of Fujian", he may have a fight, but now there are not a few masters on Ming Xiaodu's side, and he will definitely have a group fight when he does it, and in the current situation, he will not be able to get any benefit at all. And now there are three masters of the Buddha Dragon Sect, and they want to join forces, but it is impossible, because her ghost cave is not only incompatible with the righteous path martial arts, but also incompatible with the Buddha Dragon Sect. To join forces with them is not a fantasy and self-deprecation.

Therefore, he had no choice but to run away with his tail between his legs. However, he did not stay away, but hid not far from here to watch the movement here, and sent Ge Yin to move the rescuers. He was going to wait for Ming Xiaodao and the people of the Buddha Dragon Sect to fight and lose both, and then rush out to reap the benefits of the fishermen and kill them without leaving a single piece of armor. This intention is not insidious, vicious and terrible, but can the truth be as he wishes?

Ming Derpy wanted to intercept Fan Wu's escape from saving them, but with the masters of the Buddha Dragon Sect present, he had to give up, he had to save his energy to deal with the three masters of the Buddha Dragon Sect.

At this time, Ming Xiaodao and other heroes formed a confrontation with the Buddha Dragon Sect. The smoke of the war filled the scene, and the murderous atmosphere added a little bit of cold atmosphere to this cold morning.

The sun has jumped out of the horizon, and ten thousand rays of light illuminate most of the east, but they cannot dissipate the cold air condensed in this heaven and earth.

A Buddhist monk said: "Ming donor, the miracle is not false, admire and admire." But you and I are destined to meet today, so we should seize the opportunity to learn from each other, so as to make up for the old monk's itchy skills when he rarely encounters opponents. ”

This old monk's tone is a little abnormal, his voice is very non-standard, and he has just learned Chinese dialect if he wants to, so it is not standard.

Ming Xiaodao looked at his bald head and hairless wrinkled face, laughed a lot, then smiled sharply, and said coldly: "Invade the demon monk, I don't know what to do, I want to compete with my son, I'm really impatient, okay, my son will be open today, and send you to the west to see the old Buddha of your family." ”

The eyes of the Buddhist monk flashed, and he said: "Master Ming, please pay attention to the words." ”

"Wow, you can understand everything, yes, how many levels of Chinese have you passed?" Ming joked.

The Buddhist monk snorted and did not answer.

Ming Xiaodao said again: "I'm sorry to say, it's okay, everyone is a person who doesn't like to learn, if you haven't passed the grade, I'll help you find the backstage, how about helping you pass the grade? ”

The Buddhist monk in a place said angrily: "Master Ming, dare to play the old monk, the old monk will overtake you today, look at the trick." With a flick of his sleeves, a strong wind struck.

First speak, then move, it seems that the Buddhist monks in this place still understand the rules of the Central Plains. Rare, rare. Derpy thought to herself.

He also watched the shot with both palms, and the strong wind was dissolved, but the person retreated in time, and he needed to weigh the old monk's internal strength first.

The old monk seemed to have a lot of strength just now, and he was easily dissolved by him.

Ming Xiaodao immediately felt that this old monk's skills were profound, and he had reached the point where he could send and receive freely, and it seemed that a vicious battle could not be avoided.

Then, both of them were silent, and whoever spoke at this time, as soon as his breath moved, the flaws would come out, which would definitely create opportunities for the other party.

After a short period of silence, the two changed their ways, both used moves, fought together, and showed their skills. Strange fists, muffled thunder. The strong wind swept across the three-zhang range, forcing the spectators to retreat.

The more the two of them fought, the more they fought, and they couldn't tell which was real and which was false! I only felt that there were two figures flying around in the air, and occasionally there were one or two applause, and the rest were gone, as if the two were flying faster and turning faster than each other.

At this time, the official road was full of all kinds of characters, knowing that there were martial arts people competing here, and they all raised their eyes to look over from afar, witnessing this rare martial arts competition in the world.

The battle situation between the two of Ming Xiaodao has changed again. From the original fast attack to a slow attack with one move and one style. and each one is two feet away, slowly forcing each other to look at each other. The two of them slowly stepped on each step, turning in a circle, but they didn't make any more moves, but kept turning, and the ground was gradually stepped out of a big circle by their internal force, and the top of their heads was even more white mist. The air between them seemed to freeze, and the strength of the two was actually equal. Therefore, fighting internal strength, fighting for the result, and no one can win the moves, they can only turn like this, see who can't stand it first, expose the flaw, and then give a fatal blow, in order to win. But this fleeting flaw is not easy to spot.

Although Ming Xiaodao has practiced the profound and unparalleled qigong of "Yu Gang Shenqi", but as far as his current internal strength is concerned, the seventh layer has only been practiced to the third level, although it makes people break their bones, but it is relative to the person whose internal strength is weaker than him, if it is displayed with someone whose skill is comparable to him, it is not easy to win the other party, and even suffer from it. Therefore, in the face of a Buddhist monk in a place, he did not dare to use this kind of qigong easily, at least now there is no chance of victory, he does not dare to use it. This kind of qigong itself is the most energy-consuming. But if you practice to the top, the situation is different, not only will the energy not be consumed, but it will continue to flow like the tide of the Yangtze River, a wave is as strong as a wave, and it will never dry up. But it's a pity that he's only now trained to the third layer.

There was a commotion on the official road, and someone shouted: "The officers and soldiers are here." ”

A Buddhist monk took the opportunity to say: "Master Ming, it seems that we can't compare any results today, we will also go to Shaolin Temple, and then we will try again, and there will be a period later." As he spoke, he didn't wait for Derpy to answer, and flew away from the lead.

Ming Derpy also knew that if he forced them to stay, there would be no result for a while, so he had to leave one after another. The scene was quiet again, leaving only the undead corpses waiting for the officers and soldiers to clean up.

It seems that righteous people don't have to collect corpses for people under certain circumstances, because there are still more upright people to collect them, that is, officers and soldiers.

I didn't expect the ending to be like this, when Fan Wusu arrived with the helpers, there was only a group of officers and soldiers left at the scene.