"Huh!" Lin Chaoying slapped it, but it fell on the robe, and as for the owner of the robe, the golden cicada had already broken off its shell and fled a few feet away.

"You haven't said the beginning yet, why do you just hit it?" said a dusty man not far away.

"We are not competing in martial arts, where do we have so many rules!" Seeing that Yichen easily avoided his palm, Lin Chaoying was very excited.

"Give me back the robe first!" Yichen stretched out his hand to Lin Chaoying and said, this robe is very precious, if it is broken, someone will definitely not be able to spare him after he goes back.

Lin Chaoying looked at the robe in his hand, the materials and workmanship were not ordinary, remembering Yichen's previous self-introduction, how could he be qualified to wear such a good robe by a disciple of the Dharma Hall of Shaolin Temple, Lin Chaoying's face was cold, "Dare to lie to me! ”

Grabbing the corner of the robe with his right hand, the robe suddenly puffed up automatically without wind, and the robe infused with Lin Chaoying's true qi instantly flew into the air and flew into the distance.

Seeing that the robe was thrown out by Lin Chaoying, Yichen jumped up, and finally grabbed the robe with his right hand, and was just about to feel the joy of regaining it, when there was a sound of breaking the air in his ears.

"Don't!" The moment Yichen caught the robe, Lin Chaoying slashed at the robe with a palm in the air, and the robe was already as hard as iron because it was infused with true qi, and if he ate this palm, he would definitely fall apart.

"Bang!" Lin Chaoying slapped him, but it was not a robe, but a dust.

Seeing that Yichen suddenly disregarded his life for a robe, Lin Chaoying was surprised and did not continue to shoot.

"Whew!" grabbed the robe, and immediately took a deep breath after Yichen landed smoothly, and then turned around and looked wary of Lin Chaoying.

"You're actually fine!" Yichen's face was not red or panting, and there was no trace of injury on his body, and his palm didn't seem to hurt him at all, Lin Chaoying was surprised, happy and angry.

Yichen smiled and said, "Thank you for your concern, the poor monk is fine." ”

That's a good word. There was indeed a smug look on her face, Lin Chaoying felt as if she had been tricked, her fists clenched under her sleeves, and her eyes began to become harsh.

His arms suddenly opened, and the whole person didn't seem to move at all, but his body suddenly flashed in front of Yichen, and before Yichen could react, he already felt a pain in his nose, followed by a heavy punch in his abdomen.

"Ahh The blow in his abdomen made him almost vomit out what he had eaten in the restaurant before.

"Is it okay now?" There was a shadow in front of Yichen, and a voice came from the shadow, and the owner of the voice was naturally Lin Chaoying.

"How can it be okay? I've been beaten by you!" Yichen straightened up, stretched out his palms towards Lin Chaoying, and roared suddenly.

Hearing this, the monk was finally angry, Lin Chaoying felt very happy in his heart, waved his hand at Yichen, and Lin Chaoying said, "Come." Go on!"

Even though the Qi Cultivation Kung Fu has been practiced to the Nine Heavens, Yichen has still been beaten out of the real fire, and he can't bear it, so he doesn't need to endure it anymore. If you continue to endure, it will not be a human, but a turtle.

Wipe the nosebleed, even though there are still some left on the nose. I can't take care of the dust anymore. The robe in his hand was rolled up and hung on a tree on the side, and Yichen walked in front of Lin Chaoying again, this moment. He decided to teach the woman in front of him a good lesson.

"Finally serious?" Lin Chaoying said with a smile.

didn't answer, just stared at Lin Chaoying with motionless eyes, revealing seriousness, seeing the monk's serious expression, Lin Chaoying also put away his smile.

The north wind was blowing, and it didn't seem to be harsh at all on the faces of the two. Suddenly, the wind stopped, and the figures of the two disappeared.

Not on the shore, not in the forest, two white figures floated towards the river, Yichen instantly punched several times, chaotic, Lin Chaoyingyu's hand flew over, took it one by one, and fought back with the same punch.

Lin Chaoying saw the move, but Yichen only attacked but could not defend, Lin Chaoying's attack on Yichen did not seem to have any effect, but Yichen's offensive gradually suppressed Lin Chaoying.

Lin Chaoying wondered in his heart, could this monk practice foreign kung fu such as iron cloth shirts and golden bell jars? So durable? But judging from his moves, it doesn't look like it!

I thought that the monk would take this opportunity to take advantage of the victory to pursue, but unexpectedly, the offensive gradually slowed down. Lin Chaoying is fast, he is also fast, Lin Chaoying is slow, he is also slow, and gradually, Lin Chaoying finally noticed that something was wrong.

was taken on the offensive again, and Yichen was about to resist Lin Chaoying's counterattack, when he suddenly saw Lin Chaoying retreating. The enemy didn't move, I didn't move, and the dust stopped.

The two stood on the surface of the river, and Lin Chaoying said, "What's the name of your kung fu with strength?"

Listening to Lin Chaoying's words to reveal the mystery of his martial arts, Yichen was very surprised. Yichen said, "This is a kung fu I saw in the Ancestral Codex, but I didn't learn everything. As for the name, the kung fu recorded in the codex is called Douzhuan Xingxing!"

"Dou Zhuan Xingxing?" Lin Chaoying silently chanted this name in his heart, suddenly remembered something, and blurted out, "In the other way, give back to the other!"

Yichen was surprised, "You've heard of it too?"

Lin Chaoying nodded, "A hundred years ago, Gusunan Murong's family martial arts, it seems that your monk is not simple, the fingering you used to bully my maid before was not the finger of Shenhe?"

Yichen said with a smile, "No, no, no, the poor monk is not using the Shen He Finger." ”

Lin Chaoying frowned when she heard this, she was already sure that the identity of the monk in front of her was definitely not the disciple of Shaolin Temple that she had mentioned before, and his fingering was not like the fingering of several Shaolin Temple that she knew.

Recalling the hundred martial arts that he saw in the palace when he was a child, the name of a fingering method suddenly came to mind, Lin Chaoying said, "It turns out that you use a yang finger! You should be surnamed Duan, look at your dress, you are from Tianlong Temple!"

was revealed by Lin Chaoying's identity, and Yichen was dumbfounded in an instant, this fierce woman actually guessed it, it was miserable, if she really let her run to burn Tianlong Temple, she would never have the face to see her ancestors again.

Looking at Yichen's expression, Lin Chaoying was even more sure that he guessed correctly, "Tut-tut, I thought I was a wine and meat monk who ran out of that temple, I didn't expect it to be the famous Dali Tianlong Temple, what do you say will happen if this news spreads to the rivers and lakes? By the way, look at your robe, your status in Tianlong Temple should not be low, let me guess again, who are you?"

"Don't, auntie, please don't say it!" Yichen was worried that Lin Chaoying would expose all his last bit of old bottom, so he hurriedly begged for mercy.

"You're so afraid of me saying it, could it be that you're the ...... of Tianlong Temple?" Lin Chaoying had a sly smile on his face. (To be continued......)

PS: Lin Chaoying also pinched a source of identity for her.