The man was stunned when he saw Zilong, but he didn't continue to attack, but lightly put his foot on the roof of the tile, and the whole body stiffened on the roof of the roof and rose into the sky, disappearing into the night sky at once.

This person is actually the person who fought with Ren Bufan when Yang Hu was assassinating Zhengde in the family village.

It was far away at that time, and Zilong didn't see this person's face clearly, but this person's outfit impressed Zilong deeply.

Because this person is exactly the same as Huang Yi's outfit that intended to take away the jade pendant on Zilong's neck.

Therefore, Zilong wanted to leave this person behind at that time to inquire about the whereabouts of Huang Yi and Uncle Zhu.

At this time, this person disappeared all of a sudden, and Zilong was also confident that he could catch this person with his dragonfly.

But the Daxiong Treasure Hall is at the foot, and the real purpose of those black-clothed masked people is here, thinking of his previous speculation, Zilong couldn't help but smile helplessly, and had to give up his plan to hunt down the white-clothed man, and instead jumped off the roof and jumped into the patio in front of the Daxiong Treasure Hall.

Falling into the courtyard in front of the Daxiong Treasure Palace, Zilong found that although the Daxiong Treasure Hall was surrounded by shouts of killing and shaking the sky, there was a quiet atmosphere in this courtyard.

I saw a man in white with a team of black-clothed masked people confronting an old monk across a one-man bronze tripod.

When Zilong saw the man in white, he couldn't help but exclaim: "Huang Yi?"

The man in white had excellent ear power, Zilong just exclaimed, he swept over like lightning at a glance, saw Zilong falling, and found that he didn't know this person, so he gave up the intention of continuing to see Zilong, and continued to confront the old monk, and said: "Master Kexin, you are a senior monk of the previous generation of Shaolin, and the younger generation respects you and doesn't want to fight with you, as long as the master can take a step forward and let me take this bronze tripod back to the errand, I will immediately order the withdrawal of Shaolin Temple, and compensate for the loss of your temple this time, how about it?"

This person is the white-clothed man Huang Yi who made Zilong grit his teeth and hate it bitterly, and it was this person who coveted the jade pendant on Zilong's neck that caused Zilong to escape into Xie Mansion and Uncle Zhu's disappearance.

It's just that when Huang Yi met Zilong back then, Zilong was just a little beggar in rags and full of filth.

At this time, Zilong was a rising star with a personable and superior strength, and it was Zilong who recognized Huang Yi, but this Huang Yi did not recognize Zilong.

At this moment, Zilong fell into the patio, originally preparing to directly attack Huang Yi, but when he heard Huang Yi's name for the old monk with white eyebrows, Zilong couldn't help but stop in shock.

This is the character generation of Shaolin Temple, among which the master of no immortals and others are the enlightened generation of Shaolin, and Zhou You and others are the generation of Zhou characters, and the master of the master of no immortals is the generation of words.

Just now Huang Yi called this old monk Master Kexin, so isn't this old monk the elder of Master Wuxian and the real master in Shaolin Temple?

At that moment, Zilong had to stand in front of the door of the Daxiong Treasure Hall and did not go forward.

The hearty old monk glanced at Zilong as he seemed to be aware, and then turned around, looked at Huang Yi and said: "Your sect has withdrawn from the Central Plains since the end of the Tang Dynasty, and it has been hundreds of years now! It stands to reason that it has nothing to do with the Central Plains, so why do you want to steal my Central Plains artifact?"

"The master also knows that we have always been a sect of the Central Plains, although we have left our homeland, we have always regarded ourselves as a native of the Central Plains, why should the master force Huayi?" Huang Yi heard the words of the old monk, but retorted, "Besides, this bronze tripod, forgive a certain lonely and unheard, when did this tripod become an artifact of the Central Plains, and he actually taught the master to value it so much, he would rather the mountain gate be destroyed than handed it over to my faction?"

"Since the establishment of the Bodhidharma Patriarch, I, Shaolin, have been eliminating demons and defending the way, and I am not weak! Now you are clever and intimidating, but you think that the old monk is afraid of you? If you want this artifact, even if you do it, as long as you can win the old monk's one-and-a-half moves, you will naturally take it away!" This hearty old monk folded his hands, and his thin body seemed to be submerged at any time under the protection of this strong enemy.

When Huang Yi heard the words of the old monk, he couldn't help but itch his teeth angrily, burst into a loud shout, and said, "Master, are you really so stubborn, do you want to burn the jade with this ding?"

This sentence was a little lustful, obviously the prestige of the old monk made this Huang Yi dare not move half a step, so he could only speak intimidating.

But the old monk didn't bother with Huang Yi anymore, but just shook his head to show his insistence.

That Huang Yi saw that the old monk was soft and hard, and couldn't help but angrily command a team of black-clothed masked people behind him, so he killed them.

These black-clothed masked people were not a little slow, and when Huang Yi gave an order, they all pulled out the steel knives in their hands one by one, divided into five paths, and formed a formation to rush towards the old monk.

Zilong saw that these people were going to be rough with the old monk, so he couldn't help but prepare to step forward and fight side by side with the old monk.

Unexpectedly, the old monk suddenly stepped forward and came to the vicinity of the bronze tripod, and a thin palm suddenly slapped on the bottom of the bronze tripod, and the bronze tripod flew up.

Then he waved his long sleeves and flicked it lightly at the bronze tripod, which made a buzzing sound, resounding in the courtyard, and the black-clothed masked people did not dare to step forward.

Then the old monk made a clever move to push the bronze tripod floating in mid-air in the direction of Zilong, and then the old monk's voice came: "Take care of the tripod, don't let people take it away!"

Before the words fell, the old monk had already pounced on those black-clothed masked people like a tiger entering a flock.

This old monk is a senior monk of the previous generation of Shaolin Temple, and his martial arts are so high that he is stronger than the master of no immortals.

Dealing with these black-clothed masked men who were only second-rate in their skills, he hit them with a pair of fleshy palms and kept retreating.

Seeing the bronze tripod flying, Zilong flew up, and also used the word "unloading" to slowly land the bronze tripod at the door of the Daxiong Treasure Hall.

After putting the bronze tripod away, Zilong took the time to look at the old monk Kexin, and found that although there were many black-clothed masked people, under the attack of the old monk, they were defeated and retreated, and in a short time there were already more than a dozen people lying on the ground!

But Huang Yi's purpose was not to defeat the old monk Kexin, but what he wanted was this bronze tripod beside Zilong.

Therefore, he saw that although his subordinates were not the opponents of the old monk, it was impossible for the old monk to withdraw for a while.

At that moment, Huang Yi's body moved, like a ghost, and he was ready to run here from outside the old monk's battle circle to snatch the bronze tripod beside Zilong.

It's just that the old monk is an old generation of Shaolin monks, how can it be so easy to deal with.

Although he seemed to be cleaning up the black-clothed masked man, he had been paying attention to Huang Yi's movements, and when he saw Huang Yi running around the road, he obviously wanted to seize the bronze tripod.

At that moment, the old monk grabbed the chest of a black-clothed masked man, and then threw it with all his might, and the black-clothed masked man couldn't help but smash towards Huang Yi like a puppet.

Huang Yi's martial arts skills are good, seeing such an attack, his feet changed several directions on the ground in a row, and he let the black-clothed masked man go, and still killed towards the door of the Daxiong Treasure Hall with his body like electricity.

It's just that before he ran out of three steps, he saw a thin palm suddenly hit his side, and in an instant, one palm turned into two palms, two palms became four palms, and the four palms turned into palm shadows in the sky, blocking Huang Yi's escape route from front to back, left and right, up and down, forcing Huang Yi to stop and fight with him.

Zilong was under the Daxiong Treasure Palace, and the old monk was still worried.

After all, this old monk looks to be at least seventy years old, which is really old. Although his martial arts are profound, there are masters like Huang Yi, as well as many black-clothed masked people who are not weak in martial arts, even Zilong is afraid that it will be quite difficult to deal with.

It can be seen that the old monk Kexin resolutely dragged Huang Yi into the battle circle, preventing him from coming to his side to seize the bronze tripod, and then looking at the exquisite palm of the old monk, Zilong admired it in his heart.

This old monk's martial arts are so powerful, there is no need to worry about it, as long as he guards this tripod.

Just when Zilong was relieved, a low and elegant voice suddenly sounded in Zilong's ears: "Little guy, can you hand over the tripod next to you to me?"

Hearing this voice, Zilong couldn't help but be shocked, and immediately turned his head, and saw the other side of the bronze tripod, and at some point, a man in white came.

This person is also dressed like Huang Yi, but no matter how you look at it, you feel that this person is a little more evil than Huang Yi.

He stood on the edge of the bronze tripod, stretched out a hand, and constantly rubbed the intricate carvings on the bronze tripod.

Looking at the age, he is about forty years old, and he seems to be younger than Huang Yi.

"Who are you?" Zilong shook his long sword with a choked sound, pointed at the person's eyebrows, and said coldly, "Leave this bronze tripod, otherwise don't blame me for being ruthless under the sword!"

"Jiji, how many years have passed, and there are still people who dare to show their swords in front of me, little guy, you are very good!" In the face of Zilong's cold persecution, the man in white didn't care at all, he still caressed the carvings on the ding, and said with a smile, "I advise you to put down your sword, before I get angry!"

Zilong had long known that this person was a friend or foe, and seeing that this person was so arrogant at this moment, he couldn't help but put his feet on the ground lightly, and let out a dragonfly to point water, and the whole person was like a flash of light, quickly stabbing at the center of this person's eyebrows.

This sword is extremely fast, if it is someone else, I am afraid that I will not be able to dodge it.

But after Zilong stabbed out with a sword, he found that this person was still smiling, as if he hadn't reacted at all.

When the tip of Zilong's sword reached the center of this person's eyebrows, Zilong's heart couldn't help jumping, and he found that his sword was actually pierced in the air!

was frightened in his heart, but Zilong's sword had already stabbed out with all his might, and when it came to the center of his eyebrows, he didn't have any reservations, so he could only fly over involuntarily, and the whole person and this person's figure staggered, as if this person was an air.