Chapter 148: High Monk Fighting Method
Ding Yiqiu was also invited to come this time, and happened to meet those minions who reported the news on the road, and when he heard that the ghost gate circle was coming, he also lost his martial arts, and he couldn't help but be overjoyed.
As soon as I arrived at the wine shop, I heard the ghost door circle thank someone and raise his noble hand, and saw Su Long and the other three sitting on the board, and they couldn't figure out the situation for a while.
When Yuan Quan saw Ding Yiqiu coming, he secretly applauded and said, "Mr. Ding, I haven't seen you for a long time, don't come unharmed." ”
"Hmph!" As soon as Ding Yiqiu thought of the humiliation he had suffered in those days, his anger came up, and he snorted with resentment.
Yuan Quan said again: "Mr. Ding, it was me Yuan Quan who was wrong before, I bullied you too weakly in martial arts, and stood on your head to, but you don't have to worry too much, because I pulled a piece of on everyone's head, and you are just one of them." As long as you let me go today, we will not blame the past for the past, and we will never on your head again in the future. ”
Where does Yuan Quan's words seem to beg for mercy, Ding Yiqiu listened, his ears were so angry that his ears were hot, and he shouted: "If you are allowed to flee again today, Ding will have his surname reversed." As he spoke, he raised his sword and stepped forward.
Su Long saw that Ding Yiqiu was about to repeat his mistakes, and hurriedly reminded: "Be careful of his tricks!"
Yuan Quan preemptively said: "Don't worry, Mr. Ding is a polite gentleman, how can he make that indiscriminate trick." Su Long and the other three couldn't cry or laugh when they heard this, but at this time, they were tired of recuperating and had no time to pay attention.
Ding Yiqiu sneered, before the person arrived, the sword had arrived, only to see a flash of cold light, and a long sword more than three feet long had been killed. Yuan Quan hurriedly turned sideways to avoid it, but the cuffs were still scratched, and he couldn't be careless, so he hurriedly stretched out his finger a little, swished, and sucked the bench on the side. To parry.
Ding Yiqiu's swordsmanship was really good, Yuan Quancai received less than ten moves, and the bench in his hand had been cut to pieces, less than a foot. I saw that the opponent was like a rainbow, aggressive, and waved his long arms. made another move to ride the wind and waves, and stabbed straight in.
Zhao Chan was also anxious this time, and shouted: "Thanks to you for learning the "Prajna Sutra", you will not break his sword!"
Yuan Quan suddenly realized, his right hand immediately met the sword, relying on the decades of internal strength in his body, and immediately powdered the cold and shining long sword and dispersed.
Ding Yiqiu was shocked, and saw that the sword in his hand was under the palm of the ghost gate. From the tip of the sword to the root of the sword, it slowly feathered, and then it drifted away like dust, and I couldn't help but be dumbfounded, and before I could react, I felt a chill in my heart, and the true qi in the acupoint had poured out.
Yuan Quan put his palm against Ding Yiqiu's chest and said, "Mr. Ding, how should I pronounce this T-character upside down." ”
Ding Yiqiu was shocked and frightened. If the true qi in the body is lost like this, I am afraid that it will not be long before. A lifetime of cultivation is about to be buried. At this time, several people suddenly jumped in outside the door, and at a glance, it was Shi Huolong, the leader of the beggar gang, who came with four elders. One of them was Wu Yong, who did not pick up the blade, and the remaining three people. One with a sword, one with a club, and another with a net.
Ding Yiqiu saw that there were reinforcements, and hurriedly said: "Gang Master Shi, come and save me." ”
Shi Huolong saw Yuan Quan. Sure enough, it was almost the same as on the picture scroll, he was young, but he had such skills, and he knew that it would be difficult to resist with his own strength, so he immediately waved his hand and said, "Quick, everyone go up together!"
Yuan Quan smiled, pushed Ding Yiqiu away, and slapped Shi Huolong is "Thunder Wanjun", which bounced him out, and with a scream of "ah", he had already come out of the gate, and disappeared in a blink of an eye.
The four elders looked at each other in shock, but at this moment, there was no room for reverie, and they immediately attacked Yuan Quan. Yuan Quan was not afraid, he slapped the familiar one in the face first, and struck "Ten Thousand Laws Return to the Sect", sucked Wu Yong over, snorted two fingers, and gave him a little numbness. At this time, the elder with the sword and the rod swooped in, attacking left and right, creating opportunities for the elder with the net from time to time.
Yuan Quan's play and dodge, advancing or retreating, one move at a time, gradually found his previous state. Suddenly, his right hand reached out, snatched the long stick from the hand of the elder on the right, swept it to the left, and immediately flew the sword of the sword-wielding elder out. At this time, I suddenly felt something hit on the top, and I saw that it was a huge net, and I didn't panic at the moment, and I stretched out my hand to top it, and the big net suddenly bounced back, wrapping the elder who made the net.
The elder who made the stick lost his weapon, and simply raised his palm and slashed at Yuan Quan's back, but as soon as he touched his hand, his true qi poured out from the bottom of his palm, and he wanted to take it back but couldn't.
Zhao Chan sat on Yuan Quan's shoulder, looking calm, at this time, he suddenly felt that two high-level people who were boiling with true qi were approaching not far away, and said busily: "Circle, it's almost, it's difficult to go again." ”
The sword-wielding elder threw away his sword at this moment, and also came with a fist, shouting, "If you want to run, it's not so easy!"
Yuan Quanzheng was still unsatisfied, and when he saw the man swinging his fist, he immediately straightened his chest and accepted it, and sucked in his true qi. smiled: "Look at you, they won't let me go!" As soon as he said that, two more people flew in at the door, and they were the master and abbot of Shaolin Temple.
Seeing that the two elders of the beggar gang had a bitter face, Hua Lin had already guessed a rough idea, and said: "Yuan Shaoxia, the bitter sea is endless!"
Yuan Quan knew that the spell of the master was powerful, and once he cast the spell, he would have to be caught. immediately raised a palm, it was a move "Thunderball", and slapped it towards the nymphomaniac.
Master Hua Lin had already recognized the opportunity, and made a move to "borrow the bell to offer the Buddha" to his junior disciple, at this time, the two true qi instantly tore each other, and the sound of sizzling could be faintly heard, and for a moment, the master was safe and sound. Yuan Quan was taken aback, and secretly sighed that this golden bell jar magic skill was really good, looking at the ghostly eyes, his heart said that this is terrible, sure enough, the master's face was solemn, and he had already thought: "Boom Boom ......Boom
Yuan Quanquan suddenly felt that his body and mind were imprisoned, and he couldn't move at all, standing on his own pestle.
Ding Yiqiu didn't have much distortion qi, this time he saw that the ghost gate circle had been hit by a spell, and his heart was coming, so he breathed slightly, and immediately picked up the sword thrown by the elders of the beggar gang, shouted loudly, and stabbed towards Yuan Quan.
Yuan Quan's body was under the spell, obviously not knowing that the catastrophe was coming. Hua Lin naturally had no intention of hurting Yuan Quan's life, and seeing that Ding Yiqiu was about to commit murder, he hurriedly flew up and said, "Master Ding, you have to spare people and spare people, don't hurt his life." ”
Ding Yiqiu did not stop his hand, but increased his sword momentum and said, "If this person is not removed, the harm will be endless." ”
Seeing that the sword wanted to be sashimat, Master Hua Lin took an arrow step and stretched out his finger to Ding Yiqiu's wrist. Ding Yiqiu was unprepared, and under the pain, the long sword took off his hand, resentful, and looked at Hua Lin in a daze, and he had scolded the old bald donkey countless times in his heart.
Seeing this, Zhao Chan nodded slightly, pointed his right hand at the Yuan Quanda vertebral acupoint, and slowly inhaled the true qi, in fact, when Ding Yiqiu came with a sword, if it wasn't for Master Hua Lin to rescue, he would have already absorbed the true qi and was ready to knock Ding Yiqiu away with one palm. At this time, Yuan Quan was already unharmed, and he was going to take the true qi to solve the spell for him, this spell was extraordinary, it could not be solved simply by rushing to the Baihui acupoint, and the most direct way was to shut up the spellcaster.
At this time, Zhao Chan pointed out a sharp finger and pointed towards the nymphomaniac, only to see that the master's face suddenly showed a bitter color, and the whole face began to distort, and the beard on the side of the mouth actually pierced the lips and pierced into the flesh.
Seeing this, everyone couldn't help but be shocked, Master Hua Lin turned around and looked at Zhao Chan on Yuan Quan's shoulder, only to see that there was no grass on his head, he was dressed in a robe, wearing Buddha beads, his body was extremely delicate, but his expression was extremely cold, and his eyes were as deep as an abyss. I couldn't help but ask, "Your Excellency is ......?" (To be continued.) )