Seeing the polite appearance of the disciples of the Tibetan Sword Villa, Zhou Mengdie couldn't help but show a wry smile, and then said hello to Long Xingtian, and then said goodbye and went to sit down beside his father.

Hua Fuyue glanced at Zhou Mengdie thoughtfully, and then led the disciples of the Tibetan Sword Villa to his own station, with the senior sister of the early stage of the hero taking the lead, the disciples of the Tibetan Sword Villa who had not spoken a word last day can now be said to be a high number of soldiers.

After a while, there was another famous sword villa's sword extraordinary led Wu Qingyi to fly to the front of the famous sword villa, the three true disciples of the sword villa gathered, the eldest disciple and the third disciple had the peak of the young man, Wu Qingyi also had the strength of the later stage of the young man, and the momentum of the famous sword villa also rose a lot in an instant.

"Such a grand event, how can there be no such a grand event without me, Jun Ling Pavilion? The little woman Mo Ling has seen all of you. A woman dressed in red floated down in front of the righteous path disciples, followed by eight maids holding flower baskets, yaoqin, pipa, swords, wooden boxes, iron boxes, jade bottles, and silver needles.

A trace of solemnity flashed in Zhou Mengdie's eyes, he had not heard of this woman's name in his previous life, and it seemed that she was not a famous master.

But the strength in this woman's body made him feel unpredictable.

There was a faint fragrance on her body, not the smell of rouge gouache, but also not body fragrance. It's like a gas produced by a kind of exercise.

The monk and the half-ghost looked at Mo Ling a little blankly, and a drop of saliva unconsciously flowed from the corners of their mouths.

"Hmph, Senior Brother Quit Sex. A cold voice suddenly sounded from the ears of the monk who had been prescribed, and he was so frightened that he immediately turned around and looked down, but it was the female disciple of the Emei sect who was saved by the precept.

A trace of embarrassment appeared on his face, and he said to the female disciple, "Master, senior sister." I"

But before he finished speaking, the female disciple's face turned dark, turned around and left angrily.

The half-ghost who was watching the excitement on the side suddenly laughed and said, "Silly you, why don't you chase after it?"

The face of the ring was bitter, and he sighed, and a trace of loneliness appeared in his expression, and said: "That's it, my senior sister is a disciple of Emei, because of the matter of Jiuyang Divine Skill, it has never been compatible with my Shaolin, and the poor monk is still"

"The monk is so shameless, even if the Emei faction is good friends with you Shaolin, can you still marry her as a monk? Hahahaha, I really laughed to death. The half-ghost didn't care at all about his infinitely sublimated style at this time, and mercilessly trampled on the discipline he had done.

"You, I, half-ghost, Lao Tzu is not done with you today. The monk was stunned for a moment, and then immediately became furious, and with a wave of his hand, he was about to go to the half-ghost for trouble.

But he didn't want a majestic voice to suddenly come from behind him: "Senior Brother of Ring Color, you have broken the ring again"

The monk who was originally so angry that the second Buddha ascended to heaven immediately stopped all his movements as if he had been splashed with a basin of cold water, and turned his head to look at his senior brother blankly, with a trace of sadness on his face.

"Brother of the Martial Arts, my Buddhist disciple" Because the Martial Colors always avoid the Martial Arts, it is not easy to see the Martial Arts Monk's Martial Arts, even if you want to seize the opportunity to talk to the Monks of the Martial Arts, the rules and precepts of this Buddhist disciple.

He didn't know if he would be able to survive after today's war, so he had to pin his hopes on this Shaolin Temple monk who was more talented than himself, but had not been able to calm down to cultivate Shaolin's mastery.

But he didn't want the monk to quit killing before he could finish the lesson, so he jumped up in the ring and jumped up to a young master of the Demon Dao Killing Gate.

The monk was immediately overjoyed and said, "Senior brother, let me come to the stage to subdue demons and subdue demons." ”

As soon as the words fell, the monk who quit color ran wildly even though he was running lightly, for fear that someone would take the first step in the ring and snatch his opponent.

Jie Kill glanced at the monk who flew into the ring with a little blankness, a faint sadness appeared on his face, and he muttered: "Amitabha, junior brother of Jie Se, when will you be able to truly take on the future of my Shaolin Temple!"

He felt that he was deeply murderous, and he was afraid that he would not be able to complete the Shaolin Peerless School in his life, so he put the future of the Shaolin Temple on the same outstanding talent.

But I don't want to be open-minded and wise, but I always covet the beauty of the world and repeatedly violate the precepts, and I am afraid that there is still a long way to go in the future!

A trace of worry about the future of Shaolin quietly rose in his heart, whether it was Zhuang Guoping, who looked calm in Wudang, or Zhou Ying, who was staring at Shangguan Xuanluo in the Demon Dao.

Zhou Mengdie, who is said to be the child of Zhuang Guoping and Zhou Ying, is even more unfathomable. He also remembered the sinking fish that had stabbed him 33,000 times in a row last night.

Even the fragrant Junling Pavilion Mo Ling in the distance is extraordinary, and it is said that there is a Tianjiao demon named Yixiu in the Junling Pavilion.

The Blossom Pavilion, which is as famous as the Junling Pavilion, did not send anyone here, and Yan Ran, the owner of the Blossom Pavilion who is said to have broken through to the middle stage of the hero, is the leader of the younger generation.

And in the Demon Dao, Shangguan Xuanluo needless to say, Zhang Wushu of the Ming Sect is not a fuel-efficient lamp, and the Orthodox Sect Master in the Sun and Moon God Sect has never been played, and the star-absorbing magic skill is said to be even more wonderful.

There are also countless righteous and evil three heavenly arrogant figures, so that the heart of quitting killing quietly gave birth to a trace of frustration, if it weren't for his long-term use of Shaolin Dahuan Dan to improve his cultivation, and at the same time use the Pulp Washing Sutra and the Yi Jin Sutra to purify the erysipelas in his body, otherwise he would have such a profound cultivation there!

Just when the mind of quitting killing was circulating, the monk who had already flown to the ring, looked at the disciple of the Killing Sect who was carrying a Wu hook on the opposite side, and after showing a Buddha number, he said: "The donor is deeply sinful, and the poor monk has come to take the donor's life." ”

The moment he flew onto the stage, he sensed an extremely strong aura of bloody resentment from the disciple of the Killing Sect. If he hadn't killed countless innocent creatures, he wouldn't have such a strong resentment in his body.

After the monk Fei was in the ring, he did not hide his murderous intentions at all.

"Stinky monk, do you really think of yourself as a green onion? ”

In his opinion, only one of the monks of Shaolin Temple can defeat him, after all, in order to cultivate the mastery of this crippled martial arts scripture "The Book of the Dead", he has killed all the men, women and children in a small village and town!

When he used the trick 'One Hook Human Soul' in the 'Killing and Killing Duel', he found that the monk had no intention of dodging, and stood there as if he was frightened.

"You're killing yourself, no wonder I'm going to do it! He secretly rejoiced in his heart, and said in his heart: "This monk is stupid in reciting scriptures! Today you deserve to die under my hook and achieve my prestige." ”

Just as the hook in his hand was about to hook on the body of the monk who had been prescribed, a trace of golden light suddenly appeared on his body.

With a "bang", the moment Wu Hook and the body of the monk of the ring color collided, a loud bang like Hong Zhong Da Lu instantly sounded on the field, and a terrifying counterattack force came from the body of the monk of the ring color, which made the demon disciples retreat again and again.

"It's so strong, what kind of kung fu is this monk practicing, and he can actually resist Wu Hook of the Killing Gate with his physical body. A demon woman who had just entered the rivers and lakes asked in some surprise.

But the person who didn't want to answer her was a righteous disciple on the side: "That monk is called Jiese, and his cultivation is one of the Shaolin Temple's Zhensi Divine Skills, the Vajra Incorruptible Divine Skill." ”

"King Kong is not bad, what kind of martial arts is this, I have never heard of it before?" the woman in the emerald green robe asked with some confusion.

The eyes of the righteous path disciple were always firmly fixed on the monk on the stage, and when he saw that he relied on the invincible defense of the King Kong Immortal Skill, he used the Shaolin Arhat fist all the way to torture and kill the disciples of the Shengmen Sect, and said to the woman casually: "You haven't heard of this, then do you know the iron cloth shirt and the golden bell jar?"

"What kind of martial arts are these two, are they very powerful?" The woman showed an innocent face, turned her head to look at the man, but saw that he was always staring intently at the stage, but he didn't look at her, and couldn't help but feel a little annoyed.

"These two martial arts are naturally not powerful, the iron cloth shirt is a high-level martial arts, although the golden bell jar is also a peerless science, but it is not easy to cultivate, a high monk of Buddhism was based on these two martial arts to create the King Kong is not bad. Back then, the golden lion king Xie Xun relied on the unparalleled realm of the world's unparalleled realm of the Seven Wounds Fist, and even beat the Shaolin monk who cultivated this mastery, but he couldn't hurt him at all with a few punches. This magic skill is very good!" The man's face showed a hint of yearning, and his eyes were slowly full of longing for this peerless skill.

"Wow, that sounds amazing, but how do you know so much?" the woman leaned in with some curiosity towards the man, and a faint fragrance emanated from her body, which was instantly sucked into the man's nose.

The man's face became a little red inexplicably, and his whole body began to become restless, and he could no longer look at the two people fighting on the stage, so he turned his head and stared at the woman who had come to him at some point.

Looking at his red eyes, a strange smile appeared on the woman's face, and then turned into a look of panic, and shouted at the man, "You, what are you doing? No, don't, don't want to be here." ”

The man seemed to be fascinated by something, and as soon as he hugged the woman, he ran into the distance, and the disciples of the two righteous and demonic realms on the side showed resentful expressions.

One of the fat men in a light cyan knight's shirt seemed to be very familiar with him, and said enviously: "Damn, this kid went around to learn those defensive martial arts as soon as he entered the rivers and lakes, but I didn't expect to get a girl in a few words today, what a beast!"