Shenshan looked at Chu Feng and laughed, felt slightly strange, and said: "There are five hundred long steps in Shaolin here, and it can't be passed on." But the hand is not slow, the palm left and right, hit the outer pillar of the "Reed Pavilion".

The palm wind was far away, the column suddenly broke, and flew down the cliff, Chu Feng silently counted four times in his heart, and before the fifth sound could be counted, there was a muffled sound in the valley, and he thought that it had fallen to the bottom of the valley.

Under one palm, the "One Reed Pavilion" collapsed in half, and Shenshan looked at Chu Feng and asked, "Right now, you are halfway to the place where you are dodging, I don't know how you can take Lao Gao's move?"

Chu Feng had already made up his mind, and asked with a smile: "If this 'One Reed Pavilion' collapses, the Shaolin monks will know that a strong enemy is coming at first sight, wouldn't it be a big obstacle to your 'stealing scriptures'?"

"You might as well give away such a big favor from Shaolin Temple today. Shen Shan saw that Chu Feng was dead, so he only said lightly, "After you die, I will abandon your body in the valley." Xuan Cisheng's surname is generous, and he will definitely do his best to find your traces by monks in the temple, but it is a great convenience for the old man. The palms were pushed out, but they slammed into the stone table between the two, and the stone table flew up and crashed straight towards Chu Feng.

"Take me a move!" Chu Feng shouted angrily when he heard this, and with his left hand, he took out a small porcelain gourd from his arms, crushed it, and smashed it towards the sacred mountain. This small porcelain gourd was when he left the Lianhua Temple, and he was forced to bring it, saying that it could avoid snakes, insects, rats and ants, and it was all spicy things, and the smell was very strong after pinching it open.

The fragments of the small porcelain gourd flew all over the sky, and Shenshan only smiled when he saw it, and the crumbs were scattered with one palm. Who knew that a pungent smell came, and all poisons had visions, he didn't know much about Chu Feng, and he didn't want to risk his life, but he just took a half step back and still firmly held the mountain road, and his two palms split out all the things that Chu Feng smashed into him and forced them away.

At this moment, the stone table had already flown in front of Chu Feng, Shenshan stood still, and then looked at Chu Feng, just waiting for him to dodge the momentum, and his palms came out together, and he was going to take advantage of the moment when his body was stagnant, and he was killed.

Just in the expectant gaze of the Divine Mountain, Chu Feng was already outside the "One Reed Pavilion", arched his hand towards the Divine Mountain in mid-air, and said, "Don't work for the master." The figure fell, and the stone table happened to fly to his feet, and the person led the table straight down the valley.

Shenshan struggled to close his mouth that was open in surprise, and rushed to the place where Chu Feng jumped down, still unable to believe it. In his opinion, Chu Feng is not a person who kills himself, he can practice this martial arts at a young age, what hardships have he not suffered? Most of the people who practice martial arts have firm hearts, even if they know that they can't beat you, they have to bite you, how can they give up so easily?

The falling momentum is getting faster and faster, and Chu Feng can't say whether he regrets it or not, but the wind in his ears is getting louder and louder, but he wants to forcibly calm his mind and silently count:

"One!"

"Two!"

"Three!"

"Four!"

Only counted to "four", Chu Feng didn't think about it, the internal force of his whole body gathered on his legs, and he kicked down with all his strength towards the stone table, dissolving all the falling momentum on the stone table.

Chu Feng's figure suddenly slowed down, and at this time, he was no more than a foot off the ground, and when he looked at a bluestone at the bottom of the valley, he flipped in the air and fell lightly there.

There was a loud bang, and I didn't know that the silt that had accumulated in this valley for thousands and hundreds of years was smashed by the stone table, splashing all over the sky.

Chu Feng saw that the big canopy of mud was sprinkled all over his face, so he didn't care about resting, forced a breath of true qi, and put his right foot on the stone a little, and avoided it from a distance.

Avoiding the silt, but unable to avoid the rancid smell under the valley, Chu Feng retreated to the mountain wall, covering his mouth and nose with his sleeves, until he leaned his back against the cliff, and felt that the beating heart was a little more peaceful. Chu Feng carefully examined his whole body, except for the left sleeve that was cut off by himself before, a pair of shoes had been taken off by the excessive force just now, and the muscles and bones of his body were not injured.

Chu Feng looked at the stone table that had broken into small pieces on top of the silt from afar, even though his internal strength was already good, he still gasped. He didn't think that if he miscalculated the time, he would be much better off than the stone table if he crashed into it.

"It's too exciting!" Chu Feng wiped the cold sweat off his forehead and roared lowly. Since there is nothing to do, getting out of the valley is the first priority.

When Chu Feng was watching the scenery on the "One Reed Pavilion", he didn't think that he would fall under the valley at this moment, but he roughly remembered that his back was against the cliff, and the mountain in front of him was getting shorter, so he should be able to find a way out.

Now that he had made up his mind, Chu Feng didn't think about it, glanced back at the mountain wall, and walked straight forward. His "Limbo Microstep" Limbo technique is definitely not available for the time being, but stepping on this mud is not a problem.

Chu Feng walked forward for an unknown amount of time, the silt under his feet gradually decreased, and the mountains on both sides were also shorter, and he couldn't help but be happy in his heart, knowing that this valley was finally coming out. There is no "Jiuyang Divine Skill" in this place, and it would be miserable to stay at home for a few years.

Chu Feng was happy in his heart, and his feet were also brisk. At this moment, two sounds of breaking the air came, Chu Feng didn't want a "lazy donkey rolling" to avoid the side of the road, the two hidden weapons went straight into the mountain wall on the right side of Chu Feng, making a loud noise, he turned his head to look at the past, the hidden weapons in his imagination were actually two big trees, and the branches and leaves on the big trees seemed to be pulled up by life and smashed towards him.

"Master Chu, seeing that you are safe and sound, the old man is very happy!" The voice of the sacred mountain came, and it was on the mountain wall to the left of Chu Feng.

Chu Feng looked at the old monk and asked speechlessly, "Master of the Divine Mountain, ...... you Forget it, I won't scold you, I guess it's useless to scold you with your cheekiness. Tell me, you still don't let me go when I jumped off the cliff, what kind of trouble are you going to make?"

Shenshan looked at Chu Feng and praised: "The hundred-foot cliff really can't ask for the surname of the little donor, and the old man really admires your light work!"

Chu Feng said: "Misunderstanding and misunderstanding...... Although it is a misunderstanding, but the two iron balls landed at the same time, this old monk probably didn't believe it.

"What's the misunderstanding? There are countless magic skills in the Shaolin Temple, but if you want to find a kung fu that is empty, it is extremely difficult. Shenshan said very seriously, "Lao Qu already felt strange, Master Chu, you are not a person who commits suicide, it is not in vain for me to chase! Miss your light work, Lao Qu will definitely regret it for the rest of his life." What's more, with your light skills in hand, it must be easier to 'steal the scriptures'!"

"The Venerable Master has a good plan!" Chu Feng knew that Shenshan had actually given up the opportunity to sneak into the "Tibetan Scripture Pavilion" and wanted to chase after him, so there was no room for negotiation, "But not only is the Venerable Master full of confidence in my light skills, but Chu is also the same!"