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"Do it!" the third child shouted, his body pounced, his ten fingers stretched, and he grabbed the big hole of the monk's vest. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

"Miss Jiang, offended!" The boss looked apologetic, and struck out with a palm, the palm was snow-white, as if covered with a layer of white frost, and the cold air flowed faintly.

Jiang Nanyun flashed, avoided his palm, and snorted lightly: "What Lingnan Sanying, such a face, it's really disappointing!"

The boss's face seemed to be ashamed, and he was more ruthless, striking out with his right palm, and his left palm was behind.

Jiang Nanyun was a little surprised, but he didn't expect that the inconspicuous three people were rare masters, but they were not famous, far from being comparable to ordinary masters.

She glanced at the monk Juekong not far away, Juekong dealt with two people by himself, but the fist technique he made became Shaolin grappling eighteen dozen.

Shaolin School's seventy-two stunts, although she is not proficient, but she can see through at a glance, her teacher Xiao Yuesheng has carefully practiced with her, she has the ability to never forget, although she has not practiced, but knows the context, it is not difficult to crack.

This set of eighteen dozen, short and concise, moving slightly, between square inches, tossing and turning, full of subtlety.

He suffered internal injuries, Luohan Boxing was too masculine and powerful, and the power of the display was greatly damaged, and the internal strength was not enough to make ends meet, which was far worse than grabbing eighteen dozen.

Capture eighteen dozen is to pay attention to the subtlety of the moves, to defeat the enemy with skill, not to win by force, Juekong monk to show, as if all over the body, everywhere, for a while, resisted the two of the attack, do not fall behind.

Jiang Nanyun sighed in his heart, this little monk is not amazing, but he is a master, and he can use the eighteen hands so exquisitely, even if he is a master who has been immersed in silver for decades, it is nothing more than that.

It's so amazing, even if you compare it to yourself, it's not too good.

Crackling, banging, banging, palms and arms intersecting, the impact was violent, the blood boiled when he smelled, the Juekong monk's moves were still exquisite, but his face became more and more pale, obviously the injury was aggravated.

Jiang Nanyun glanced at it, but still didn't help, the Sanying boss opposite her was fluctuating, his palm was sharp and feminine, and he seemed to have two pieces of cold ice in his palms, which was cold and compelling.

The jade void recipe is peaceful, yin and yang complement each other, and the odd is intertwined, every time the two of them face each other, a cold internal force suddenly pours into the body, and the jade void recipe accelerates instantly, wrapping this yin and cold qi, running in the body for a week, and then refining it.

Jiang Nanyun was awe-inspiring in his heart, and secretly sighed that this person was extraordinary, if he changed to someone else, he would be attacked by this cold air, and his internal strength would be stiff, and his body would become colder and colder, and his blood would not be smooth, and he would be tricked unconsciously.

"How did this little master offend you and kill people?!" Jiang Nanyun took the other party's palm, floated back, and asked in a coquettish voice.

"He's nosy, and he can't complain about us. Sanying's boss shook his head and sighed, his square face showed a trace of unbearability, rubbed his body up, and his palms came out together, covering the big hole on her chest.

Jiang Nanyun sneered: "He is a monk, he is compassionate, he must have seen injustice, you are doing evil things, right?!"

"The girl misunderstood, am I the one who did evil things?!" The boss shook his head, his palms accelerated, and a cold air rushed to his face, hitting Jiang Nanyun.

Jiangnan Yunlian stepped lightly, swirled slightly, and instantly came to his left side, and the white jade-like palm reached out and gently hit his left ribs.

He retreated to the left and retreated, avoiding the jade palm, turning his left hand into a fist, and striking out with a punch, facing Jiang Nanyun's right palm.

Dai raised his eyebrows, Jiang Nanyun's right palm remained unchanged, a line slower, and he didn't seem to have half the strength, colliding with his left fist.

With a "bang", he took a step back, rubbed his left fist with his right hand, his face was surprised, and he looked up at Jiang Nanyun, his expression full of puzzlement.

His internal strength is strong, and his internal force is unique and secretive, extremely vicious, and powerful, which is difficult for ordinary people to achieve.

He got an adventure, fell into a dry well by mistake, ate a century-old Ganoderma lucidum, and achieved such a cold internal force.

The other two of Lingnan Sanying all won with swordsmanship, but he was the only one who was strong in his palm and led the way among Sanying.

"Good skill!" Jiang Nanyun snorted lightly, his body shook, his delicate body carried a gust of fragrant wind, and appeared in front of him in an instant, and his right palm slowly pushed out.

Her figure is as fast as lightning, but the speed of her moves is as slow as a turtle, and the contrast is great, and the monk Juekong and the other two people not far away can't help but be distracted and watch.

As she pushed forward, her white jade-like right palm gradually changed color, and every time she pushed out, it was white for a point, and when she arrived in front of him, it was no different from white jade, warm and crystalline, faint and faint, and a faint Qinghua seemed to flow under the skin like clear water.

"Drink!" The boss of Sanying looked solemn, but he was unwilling to show weakness in front of such a beauty, he drank in a deep voice, and also pushed out his right palm, and the palm was slow and condensed, like pushing a thousand boulders.

The palm of his right palm was pale, like a layer of frost, and as the right palm was pushed out, the frost in the palm became thicker and thicker, and at the end, the flesh of the palm was no longer visible, and the entire palm was covered with a layer of frost, which seemed to be made of snow.

One is as white as jade, the other is as white as snow, the two palms intersect, and the sound of "pop" is as crisp as a slap.

Jiang Nanyun's delicate body floated, the lotus foot swirled, and the majestic strength was suddenly dissolved, standing in the wind, as if nothing happened.

The eldest of the three was like being eaten, staggered back two steps, his face was as red as drunk, his body shook twice, and he tried his best to stand, his feet had stepped into the dirt, not to his ankles.

His face was full of surprise and surprise, he looked at it in a daze for a long time, pulled his foot out hard, and still stared at Jiang Nanyun, unbelievable.

Jiang Nanyun smiled lightly, opened his mouth slightly, and glanced at him indifferently: "You have deep internal strength, you are a rare master, but you have fallen to this point, it is sad and lamentable!"

As he spoke, his eyes showed compassion, and his head shook slightly.

"Girl, your internal strength is so profound, I admire it tightly!" he exhaled a breath of turbidity, secretly breathing, and clenched his fists in admiration.

Jiang Nanyun pretended not to know his tricks, smiled, and turned his head to look at Monk Juekong.

In the crackling sound, their arms intersected, and Monk Juekong's face was as pale as paper, his hands did not stop, and his movements were not weak.

Jiang Nanyun secretly praised in his heart, his figure shook, and he suddenly disappeared in place, appeared beside him, and struck out with a light palm, facing the second child of Lingnan Sanying.

The second child is burly and strong, like an iron tower, and his palm is like a fan, and between the waves, he is not clumsy, but extremely flexible.

Seeing Jiang Nanyun suddenly appear, he didn't say much, closed his mouth tightly, and struck out with a big fan-like hand, which seemed to have a thousand weights.

Jiang Nanyun's figure floated back, in the air, his small white jade-like hand caught his big hand, the two palms intersected, and no sound came out.

Jiangnan Yunlian spun her feet, unloaded the internal force that poured into her body, pointed a little on her left toe and her right toe, folded her body, and moved forward again, and her jade palm poked out.

When the boss of Sanying saw Jiang Nanyun leaving, he closed his eyes slightly, silently adjusted his breath, regardless of it, and understood that the top priority was to heal.

"Third brother, draw your sword!" the big man and Jiang Nanyun slapped each other again, and shouted.

"Okay-!" The third child agreed loudly, the sword light flashed, and the long sword was unsheathed, piercing the heart of the monk Juekong.

Monk Juekong was startled, hurriedly squatted and bent his legs, dodged the sword stab, and rolled around with a lazy donkey, rolling out of the long sword enveloping the range.

Sanying's third child pounced, stabbed with his sword, and didn't let him breathe.

When the monk Juekong saw the cold light stabbing him, he rolled again, dodged the tip of the sword, rolled to a small pine tree, squatted on the ground, slashed his palms in the middle of the pine tree, and with a click, the small pine tree folded at the waist.

The sword light stabbed again, he rose up, waved half a small pine tree, swung it hard, and with a snort, he forced Sanying's third child to retreat.

Monk Juekong used his palm like a knife to cut off the branches, half of the small pine tree and half into a wooden stick, which looked quite heavy, hit the body, and broke the bones with the tendons of the feet.

With a stick in his hand, he was suddenly shocked, and shouted: "The two donors will put me to death, and the little monk can only be offended!"

Anyway, without waiting for the third child to attack, the long stick waved, with a whistling, straight towards the third child, the whistling sound was faint, if this stick was solid, even if he was an iron-cast person, he would be interrupted.

The third child hurriedly retreated, the long sword was withdrawn, he didn't dare to sweep its edge, and secretly called the evil door in his heart, everything was not going well today, and a little monk couldn't take it for a long time, and a stunning beauty popped up, but the martial arts were superb.

Juekong monk stick method is not proficient, still shallow and green, although the moves are extraordinary, but can not use subtlety and power, fortunately, the stick is long, the long sword is difficult to reach, for a while, the third is helpless.

Jiang Nanyun glanced into the distance, and Xiao Yuesheng lifted the white jade cup.

Seeing the master like this, Jiang Nanyun's body suddenly accelerated, two phantoms appeared at the same time, and the second brother who was fighting against him only felt a white light flashing, and his eyes were difficult to keep up, and then his body shook, and the objects in front of him flew upside down, and the person was already gliding in the air.

Flying a foot away, he fell to the ground with a "bang", his body stiff, and he couldn't move even a little finger.

"Second brother!" the third man shouted, rushed up, and the sword was across his chest, not wanting Jiang Nanyun to get close.

Seeing him staring at him, Jiang Nan Yundai frowned lightly, and shouted: "You villains, if you don't get rid of it, it's not enough to give justice to the world!"

"Phew!" The third child spat disdainfully, and sneered: "God has no eyes, how can there be any good or evil, Lao Tzu just wants to see if there will be evil retribution if he does bad things!"

"It's not that you don't report it, the time has not yet come!" Jiang Nanyun refuted lightly and snorted coldly: "Your retribution is today!"

"Little lady is so big!" The third child shouted angrily, the long sword shook, and the force under his feet was like an arrow off the string, and he suddenly rushed towards Jiang Nanyun.

Jiang Nanyun was lazy to get the sword, and on the side of his delicate body, he missed the tip of the sword by a fraction of a second.

The blade of the sword was stabbed against her chest, and she looked calm, her right hand flexed her fingers and flicked her index finger at the spine of the sword.

"Hum", it seems that the hornet's nest was suddenly stabbed, the trilling is endless, the third child only felt a huge force coming from the hilt of the sword, the palm of the hand was numb, and it was difficult to grasp the long sword, and it fell to the ground with a "snap".

Jiang Nanyun's figure flickered, appeared in front of him, holding his orchid fingers, and with an elegant flick, the third child suddenly stiffened, standing like a statue.

Her figure flashed again, and suddenly appeared next to the boss, he was breathing, shocked by the abnormality, busy opening his eyes to move, but felt that his body was stiff, his blood and qi were stagnant, and it was difficult to move.

Jiang Nanyun withdrew his slender jade finger, glanced at the three of them lightly, and snorted coldly.

"Thank you to the female benefactor for saving me!" Monk Juekong stepped forward, clasped his hands together, and saluted.

Jiang Nanyun turned his head to look at the master, and saw him leaning on the tree with a smile, and he didn't plan to come forward, so he couldn't help but be annoyed, and said to Monk Juekong: "Little master, this is all the order of the family teacher, don't be grateful." ”

Monk Juekong turned his head and saw Xiao Yuesheng, and titheed from afar: "It turned out that it was Lord Xiao Shi who rescued him, thank you very much!"

"Little Master doesn't have to be polite!" Xiao Yuesheng stepped in front of him, raised his hand to help him, and said with a smile: "I didn't expect the little master to be so exquisite. ”

The monk Juekong tithes, his demeanor is humble, and there is no joy in it.

"Whether these three people are killed or left is all up to the little master's words!" Xiao Yuesheng pointed to the three people who were trembling.

"Amitabha Buddha ......" Monk Juekong pronounced a long Buddha horn, his eyes were calm and soft, and he shrouded the bodies of the four people.

"Put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha on the ground," Monk Juekong said slowly, his eyes were soft, and he looked at the four people: "Let them live and let them change their ways." ”

Xiao Yuesheng glanced at Jiang Nanyun and said with a smile: "The little master is kind-hearted, and he is worthy of the compassionate heart of the monks. ”

Jiang Nanyun pursed his lips and smiled, nodded and said, "The little woman admires!"

With that, his figure flickered, and he appeared beside the three of them and slapped them lightly.

Their bodies suddenly moved, and it seemed that their acupuncture points had been unlocked.

Jiang Nanyun snorted lightly: "Okay, today you are lucky, you have met Master Juekong, if you are evil again, you will not be spared!"

Lingnan Sanying Tie blushed, but he just hugged Xiao Yuesheng and Jiang Nanyun, turned around and left.

(To be continued)