When Ling Ling Qijue realized that the person in front of him was Zhao Rishui, he lost his mind for a while, and when Zhao Rishui put the black cloth on him, he was coincidentally covered by the black cloth on his body, as if he had exchanged with Zhao Rishui. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Ling Lingqi was stunned, and Zhao Rishui's face twitched, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and a vicious thought appeared in his mind. Hearing only the sound of Zheng, Zhao Rishui unsheathed his long sword, and went straight to Ling Ling's seven-sided door without mercy, and shouted loudly at the same time: "Everyone come quickly, the thief is here............"

Ling Lingqi didn't expect Zhao Rishui to hit him upside down, and he was shocked, but Zhao Rishui's sword was not far from his vital point at this time, and he had no time to tear off the black cloth on his body. Zhao Rishui now Ling Lingqi is just a strong retreat, not daring to stretch out the sword to block, suddenly remembered that when his brother Zhao Ritian evaluated Ling Lingqi, he said that Ling Lingqi's internal strength was too weak, and he would suffer a lot when he met someone whose internal strength was stronger than him, as soon as he thought of this, Zhao Rishui put all his internal force on the sword, and a sword was as tight as a sword The fact, Zhao Rishui was excited for a while and wanted to look up to the sky and roar, his face was hideous under the moonlight, all of this is your own fault, if you want to blame, you can only blame yourself!

Ling Lingqi was caught off guard by Zhao Rishui, retreated again and again, and had already retreated to the middle of the courtyard, and listening to the voice, those family members were already coming over, if they were dragged for another hour and a half, they would not be able to wash themselves even if they jumped into the Yellow River. A flash of sharpness flashed in his eyes, Ling Lingqi's feet were slammed on the ground, ignoring Zhao Rishui's sword from top to bottom, the long sword in his hand hung down on his waist, and the tip of the sword was obliquely upward and straight into Zhao Rishui's nest, so that even if Zhao Rishui could split Ling Lingqi's sword in half, he couldn't escape the fate of being pierced by Ling Lingqi's long sword.

With the reflection of the moonlight, Zhao Rishui timely realized the danger of Ling Lingqi's move, broke out in a cold sweat, and immediately recovered the long sword that was about to hit Ling Lingqi and pressed it down, but Ling Lingqi's long sword continued to stab around his sword surface. Zhao Rishui jumped to the right side in fright, wanting to escape, but after all, he was one step slower and was stabbed in his left arm by Ling Ling's seven long swords, injuring his muscles and bones.

Zhao Rishui covered his wound and retreated quickly, Ling Lingqi did not take advantage of the victory to pursue, nor did he look at the families who were already shouting and running here, but immediately turned around and ran towards the wall ten meters away.

Before Ling Lingqi left, a cold light flashed in his eyes, which made people shiver again, it was a strong killing intent. However, at this moment, a loud Buddha horn sounded: "Amitabha!"

I saw a gray figure falling on the grass in the backyard with a gust of breaking wind, and at the same time, his right hand reached into the air and stretched out and pulled in the shape of a claw, Ling Lingqi, who had just jumped on the wall ten meters away, felt a strong suction force around his body, and his body flew back from the wall to the gray shadow without any suspense, along with the black cloth that was still covering him.

Oops!

A panic rose in Ling Lingqi's heart, what kind of exercise was this, it was so terrifying, it could suck his whole person through the air!

The family members who saw this scene stopped their footsteps almost at the same time, staring blankly at the monk who was not far away and had a bit of the demeanor of the Buddha. Zhao Rishui also opened his mouth wide at this time and stayed on the spot, when he was a child, he had seen a Taoist priest suck up a wine glass in the air, he was shocked at the time, and then he grew up and slowly knew that as long as the internal force reached a certain level, he could take things from the air, but like the monk in front of him, he sucked a person over a distance of more than ten meters, it was simply unheard of, and it was said that the world's martial arts originated from Shaolin, and it seems that this is indeed the case.

However, what made a group of people feel incredible was that seeing that the monk had already sucked Ling Lingqi over, he roared violently, shocking everyone dizzy, and at the same time, with a wave of his palm, Ling Lingqi, who had just been sucked back, flew out again, spurting out a mouthful of blood in mid-air, and flew out of the wall fiercely, and at the same time, a burst of blood spurted out of the monk's chest!

The gray-robed monk Xun covered his wounds, connected a few places on his chest, and sat on the ground shaking!

It turned out that at that moment just now, Ling Lingqi was sucked by the gray-robed monk, and in a panic, his hands stretched back, trying to maintain balance, because the black cloth on his body was also sucked over, the long black cloth blocked the long sword, and it was not noticed by the gray-robed monk at all, and it was too late to wait until the long sword reached his body. If the sword in Ling Lingqi's hand was an ordinary long sword, with such a high cultivation of the gray-robed monk, there might not be no room for turnaround, however, the long sword in Ling Lingqi's hand was a sword that sharpened iron like clay, everything was a foregone conclusion!

Zhao Rishui came to the monk in a panic and asked in a trembling voice, "Master, are you okay?" As soon as the words came out, even Zhao Rishui himself felt that he was a pig, only to see that the monk in front of him had two round faces, thick eyebrows and big eyes, and he was in pain at this time, covering his chest with his right hand, but the blood still continued to flow out from his fingers, and the clothes on his chest had been soaked with blood.

The monk did not answer Zhao Rishui, but breathed for a moment, and pointed to the wall with great effort, the meaning was obvious, first grab Ling Lingqi who was shocked by him.

Zhao Rishui gasped, went up the wall, and looked around, where was there still Ling Lingqi's shadow? Zhao Rishui's face immediately changed, and he couldn't wait to give himself a slap in the face, he should have taken the opportunity to get rid of Ling Lingqi just now, if he ran away tonight, it would inevitably be extraneous in the future! Zhao Rishui shouted at the group of family members who were staying: "The lewd thief has run away, everyone chase after him!"

He was about to jump off the wall, but in the darkness of the night, a few shadows were approaching this side......

Zhao Rishui was fixed on the wall, hesitating whether to chase out, who would come at this time?

There were three people in total, and they soon arrived at the Zhuangyuan, and when Zhao Rishui saw the faces of the three of them, his heart was shocked, and he hurriedly said: "Uncle, you ...... Why are you here?"

The person who came was Yue Shisan, and there were Yu Jizi and Zhao Ritian next to him.

"Why are you here?" Yue Shisan saw that the person standing on the wall turned out to be Zhao Rishui, and said strangely, turning his head and glancing at Zhao Ritian. Zhao Ritian and Zhao Rishui slept in the same room, and after hearing the roar of the gray-robed monk just now, he immediately rushed over with Yue Shisan and Yu Jizi, and the others were still in the inn, so it stands to reason that Zhao Rishui should also be in the inn.

"Who was the person who roared just now?" Without waiting for Zhao Rishui to answer Yue Shisan's question, Yu Jizi shouted, it turned out that the monk roared just now, and it was the Shaolin lion's roar that the sound spread for several miles, waking up Yue Shisan and the others in the inn, so the three of them immediately came to investigate, leaving Su Mu to sit in the inn.

Zhao Rishui felt a pang in his heart, but thinking that the family in the Zhuang courtyard and the monk could testify for themselves, as long as he insisted that he was following Ling Lingqi here, no one should doubt it. (To be continued.) )