Because he took the initiative to restrain the momentum of his whole body, the momentum and spirit of the sweeping monk instantly invaded Zhao Tiancheng's body, and he gradually fell into the illusion.

"It's not good! The stinky boy is too careless! How can the grandmaster's momentum become something to exercise!" Tianshan Tong's grandmother saw that Zhao Tiancheng originally wanted to break out of his desperate situation in an instant to get rid of this unfavorable situation, but he underestimated the grandmaster's momentum far from it, not only the spirit of the sweeping monk, but also because of the perennial exercise, the personal belief of the grandmaster has been mixed in unconsciously, and it is not at all something that the current Zhao Tiancheng can resist.

Although Tianshan Tong's grandmother was anxious, but now she was also struggling to resist the momentum of the sweeping monk, and she couldn't help Zhao Tiancheng at all, so she could only sigh secretly, "Boy, I hope you can survive!" She knew that as long as Zhao Tiancheng could survive this hurdle, it would basically be proper to advance to the grandmaster.

At this time, even Tianshan Tong's grandmother couldn't make a move, not to mention the rest of the people, if they couldn't break this situation for a long time, maybe after a while, these people would follow in Zhao Tiancheng's footsteps and all fall into the illusion.

Just when Xiao Feng on the side wanted to rescue Zhao Tiancheng, a charming and bewitching voice suddenly came from the sky, "Haha! Good nephew, your uncle is really incompetent, you have fallen into such a dangerous situation, and you still need my uncle to save you!"

Zhao Tiancheng, who was lost in the illusion, was about to take refuge in Buddhism, when suddenly a voice of refuge came into his mind, "Uncle Shi, Uncle Shi! No!" Zhao Tiancheng, who was about to become a monk, stood up suddenly. His eyes were as clear as jade, and the surrounding Buddhist halls were like broken glass, crawling with cracks like spider webs. Finally, there was a "bang" and they shattered.

Zhao Tiancheng, who was tightly closed in reality, suddenly opened his eyes, and the light in his eyes flashed, and suddenly a huge energy burst out from his body, instantly dispersing the momentum space created by the sweeping monk before.

At the same time, a woman dressed in white, with a slender figure and a veil, fluttered down beside Zhao Tiancheng and congratulated: "It is worthy of being my good master and nephew!

Although Li Qiushui saved himself, when he saw the gaze of Tianshan Tong's grandmother. Zhao Tiancheng suddenly became embarrassed, compared to the sweeping monks, these two would not be bad if they really made trouble.

"Division...... Teacher...... Why are you here?" asked Zhao Tiancheng expectantly.

Li Qiushui glanced at Tianshan Tong's grandmother and said, "What's the matter, I'm not welcome?"

Zhao Tiancheng hurriedly waved his hand again and again: "How could it be? How could it be? This time it was thanks to Uncle Shi's rescue." "He didn't want to upset the witch.

"I haven't seen you for such a long time, and my senior sister's martial arts have not improved at all. On the contrary, it has regressed a little! It actually put my good teacher and nephew in danger, no wonder my senior brother looks down on you!"

When Tianshan Tong's grandmother heard this, she immediately said angrily: "Li Qiushui! You, I don't need you to teach me a lesson! Let's fight now and see how my martial arts are?"

"Whoever wants to fight with you, this time it's for the sake of my nephew's face. Help the teacher and nephew get rid of the enemy. But if you want to fight now, my sister will accompany you!"

Seeing that the two of them quarreled when they met, Zhao Tiancheng rubbed his forehead with a headache, and when Li Qiushui opened his mouth, Zhao Tiancheng knew that it was impossible for the two to stay together in peace.

"Uncle Shi! Uncle Shi, don't make any noise! The enemy is now, how about solving the enemy first?"

"Hmph! For the sake of the little nephew's face, I'll let you go!"

"You ......" Tianshan Tong's grandmother was almost vomited blood by Li Qiushui's anger, in fact, Li Qiushui's martial arts were worse than Tianshan Tong's grandmother, and at this time, he was the first to open his mouth to block the meaning that Tianshan Tong's grandmother wanted to do it.

"Die!" When Tianshan Tong and Li Qiushui were still arguing, a miserable cry of Murong Fu suddenly came, and Zhao Tiancheng turned his head to find it. The sweeping monk took advantage of the fact that everyone was focusing on the two old women, and suddenly shot a palm on Murong Bo's Baihui acupoint. Murong Bo fainted at that time.

Facing Murong Fu's hateful palm, the sweeping monk held Murong Bo's back collar with one hand, and with a slight stroke of the other hand, Murong Fu's palm power disappeared without a trace like a mud cow entering the sea, and at the same time, the sweeping monk's body turned, and he actually reached Xiao Feng's side and struck Xiao Feng with one palm.

"Kanglong has regrets!" Xiao Feng drew a semicircle with one palm, and after a small dragon-like cyclone rotated in his hand, he slammed into the sweeping monk.

Seeing Xiao Feng's palm, the sweeping monk seemed to have expected it, and as soon as his body turned, he arrived behind Xiao Feng, and carried Xiao Yuanshan into the woods in an instant, and Xiao Feng's palm slapped directly into the vacancy.

"Chase!" Zhao Tiancheng saw that the sweeping monk carried the corpses of two people into the woods, and knew that he couldn't give him time, so he hurriedly chased him out first, and Murong Fu and Xiao Feng couldn't care about being sad and chased after him.

Li Qiushui and Tianshan Tong's grandmother glanced at each other, and they both snorted heavily, but they still chased them out, they are not people who don't know the severity, they have already formed a grudge with a grandmaster at this time, if they can't solve it now, something will happen sooner or later.

Zhao Tiancheng chased after him, but he didn't expect the strangeness of the sweeping monk's light skills, which he had never seen in his life, as if he had evil arts. Zhao Tiancheng ran hard, only to feel that the mountain wind was blowing like a knife, and he knew that he was running at a great speed, but he was always two or three feet away from the back of the sweeping monk, and even his palms were shot into the air.

The sweeping monk turned around in the middle of the barren mountain, turned west, and arrived at a flat place in the forest, put the two corpses under a tree, and sat cross-legged in a posture, sitting behind the two corpses, and holding their palms against the vests of the two corpses.

"Stop!" As soon as Zhao Tiancheng stood still, Xiao Feng had already caught up, when Xiao Yuanshan received a palm from the sweeping monk, Zhao Tiancheng told him that it was a "turtle breath technique" At this time, he saw the sweeping monk put his palm against his father's heart, and hurriedly shouted anxiously, as long as the other party spit out with a slight internal force, his father would die on the spot in an instant.

Xiao Feng was followed by Murong Fu and Tianshan Tong and Li Qiushui, although Murong Fu was the first to move, but because of his limited light skill level, he was caught up by Tianshan Tong and Li Qiushui.

As soon as Zhao Tiancheng wanted to rush up and make a move, he was stopped by Tianshan Tong's grandmother all of a sudden, "Wait!"

Zhao Tiancheng said anxiously: "Grandma, the other party is using evil magic at a glance, once Uncle Xiao and Mr. Murong are controlled by the other party, we will be even more disadvantaged!"

After listening to Zhao Tiancheng's words, Tianshan Tong still didn't mean to let go, but said: "You are too anxious, don't you see that the old monk's hands have not left the body of those two people at all? Once you do it, the old monk can immediately take the lives of the two, how can you explain to your eldest brother!"

Zhao Tiancheng saw that this was indeed the case, the sweeping monk turned the two corpses around, faced each other, and then pulled the four hands of the two corpses into mutual grips, walked slowly around the two corpses, and couldn't help but stretch out his hand to slap, sometimes on Xiao Yuanshan's "big vertebral acupoint", sometimes on Murong Bo's "jade pillow acupoint", only to see that the white gas on the top of the two corpses' heads was getting thicker and thicker.

Although Zhao Tiancheng was anxious, he forced himself to calm down, although he had reached the realm of the grandmaster through the help of the sweeping monk, but because he had just stepped into the grandmaster, his own strength could not be fully exerted at all, not to mention that the transformation of the internal force in the body would also take time, and he could only continue to experience the realm of the grandmaster on the side.

About a cup of tea passed, the white qi above the heads of Xiao Yuanshan and Murong Bo was already extremely thick, and their bodies trembled slightly at the same time, Xiao Yuanshan and Murong Bo slowly opened their eyes, glanced at each other, and then closed them. But seeing Xiao Yuanshan's face flushed, Murong Bo's face faintly showed greenness.

Gradually, I heard Xiao Yuanshan and Murong Bo's breathing from low to loud, getting heavier and heavier, and then Xiao Yuanshan's face became red, and then it was like dripping blood, but Murong Bo's face became more and more blue, and he was very scared.

Suddenly, I heard the sweeping monk shouting: "Duh! The four hands hold each other, and the internal breath corresponds, using yin to help yang, and yang to turn yin." Wang Baxiong's picture, the sea of blood is deeply hated, all return to dust, and disappear into invisibility!"

Xiao Yuanshan and Murong Bo's four hands were originally holding each other, listening to the sweeping monk drinking, he couldn't help but tighten his palms, and the internal breath in each person's body poured towards each other, and they comprehended it, making up for the deficiency with surplus, and their faces gradually turned red and turned pale respectively; after a while, the two of them looked as usual, and opened their eyes at the same time, smiling at each other.

Originally, Xiao Feng and Murong Fu were very excited when they saw their father standing up intact, but when the two of them respectfully knelt in front of the sweeping monk, their faces suddenly turned blue.

Xiao Yuanshan said: "The disciple has been staying by the Shaolin Temple for thirty years, and he doesn't have the compassion of a Buddhist disciple, so I implore the master to include it." The sweeping monk said: "You don't want to avenge the murder of your wife?"

Xiao Yuanshan said: "The disciple kills people in his life, and he doesn't worry about hundreds of people, if the family members of the people I killed come to take revenge on me and ask for his life, although the disciple dies a hundred times, he is not enough." ”

The sweeping monk turned to Murong Bo and said, "What about you?"

Murong Bo smiled slightly and said, "The common people are like dust, and the emperor is like dust. Dayan is empty if it does not return to the country, and it is also empty when it is restored. ”

The sweeping monk laughed and said, "Great enlightenment, good, good!"

Murong Bo said: "Ask the master to accept him as a disciple and be more enlightened." ”

The sweeping monk did not agree, but pointed to Zhao Tiancheng and the others who were standing aside: "There is still one thing now, you still don't persuade the two sons to get out of the devil's way." (To be continued......)