"Old fellow, take it!"

Lin Changsheng ignored Murong Bo's surprise and went up. He used both palms as knives, and when he was in mid-air, he opened his bow left and right, and struck two swords one after another. Murong Bo's face was pale, his body flashed, and he was empty. Lin Changsheng snorted, waved his hand and slashed his fingers, and after he landed, his foot flew and kicked, and another knife shot out.

He uses his palm as a knife and his feet as a knife, and the knife is continuous, and his strength is endless, which is stronger than Murong Bo's combined fingers.

His move seems to be enough to fight against the Six-Vein Divine Sword. Just a sword, a knife.

Murong Bo was shocked, such a young man, not only has the ability to reach the sky, but the kung fu he has never seen before, so how can he be embarrassed.

The two of them were separated by more than a foot, and the strength of the knife and the power of the fingers bombarded each other, making a continuous muffled sound, like a thunderbolt.

Murong Bo was more and more frightened, and in his heart, he regarded Lin Changsheng's sword strength as a martial art like a six-vein divine sword. The six-vein divine sword is known as the world's first swordsmanship, hurting people with invisible sword qi, and no one in the Dali Duan family can cultivate it, so it is difficult to think about the cultivation of this skill. But Lin Changsheng seems to be in his twenties, and he uses martial arts comparable to the six-vein divine sword, how can he not be surprised.

He didn't know that Lin Changsheng's sword chain of swords, although it could play with endless sword power, it was completely different from the six-vein divine sword.

Although the sword qi condensed by the six-vein divine sword was formless and substantial, it was sharper than the real sword. Although Lin Changsheng's knife strength also gave people a sharp feeling, it was much weaker.

To put it bluntly, he just condensed the power of his palm into a blade-like shape. It's not that hard. When it comes to power, the sword strength he hits is not as sharp as the palm of the sword, and there is still a distance from the six-vein divine sword.

The two exchanged hundreds of moves, and Lin Changsheng became more and more up, his moves changed, and one palm was pressed down from above. Look at him, he is obviously a few feet away from Murong Bo, but when he slapped it with a palm, it seemed to hit the top of Murong Bo's head, making his body sink.

Murong Bo let out a low snort, clasped his hands together, and led up and down. With a bang, the majestic palm power directly turned Murong Bo's body and hit the ground solidly, kicking up a cloud of smoke and dust.

After the smoke passed, an irregular palm shape appeared on the green grass between the two.

Lin Changsheng laughed, but Murong Bo's pupils constricted, and he was even more shocked. He stared at Lin Changsheng, and on the side of his feet, his body quickly retreated, but he quickly disappeared into the forest and disappeared.

Lin Changsheng was stunned, why did this run away?

Lin Changsheng was speechless, looked at the huge palm print marks under his feet, and then looked at the direction in which Murong Bo left, and laughed.

In terms of the realm of martial arts, there should be some gaps between Lin Changsheng and such tycoons as Murong Bo, although some places may be exceeded, there must be many places that are inferior, after all, he has lived for so long, and it is impossible for him to live in vain. But in terms of combat power, the gap between him and Murong Bo is not big, and it is hard to say who wins and who loses. Lin Changsheng was able to scare Murong Bo away, more because of the peculiarity of his martial arts.

To put it bluntly, it's a matter of knowing each other and knowing oneself. He knew Murong Bo very well, but Murong Bo didn't know anything about him, especially the martial arts shown by Lin Changsheng.

It wasn't obvious before, but after this fight, he clearly felt that his use of internal strength seemed to be one level higher than theirs.

"Is the gap so big...... Maybe he will not lose if he is undefeated against the East again. Clenching his fists, Lin Changsheng laughed twice, his body straightened, and he quickly left here.

He first probed in the direction of Shaolin, and when he thought of the Zangjing Pavilion at this time, his heart was moved. The Shaolin Temple in this era is completely an open arsenal, since I came, how could I not go and take a look.

"Sweeping monk, since you don't care about Murong Bo and Xiao Yuanshan, you won't care about me if you want to. ”

In other words, it was completely funny, and Lin Changsheng did not have the slightest pressure. You look at those novels and the like, going in and out of the scripture pavilion is like playing, and there is no sweeping monk to watch.

It seems that the sweeping monk guy only appeared for the last minute. With this impression, Lin Changsheng naturally wouldn't be afraid of him.

At night, Lin Changsheng quietly sneaked into the Shaolin Temple, he watched carefully, and walked in the complicated garden little by little. Looking at the buildings around him, he couldn't stop complaining.

No wonder many people don't like Shaolin, it's too prosperous. Not to mention the golden body of the Buddha statue cast in gold and bronze, just such a house is luxurious enough.

The monk who lives in the palace and drinks the blood of the people is not happy for anyone to see.

"M's, it's so big, how can you find it?" he cursed as he saw a monk come out of the side room, dazed. It seems that he wants to get rid of his hands.

As soon as his mind moved, he instantly swept in front of him, and the monk was startled, and he opened his mouth to scream, but he was covered by Lin Changsheng, and his eyes were closely opposite his.

After only a moment's effort, the monk became confused, and the whole person seemed to be awake but not awake.

Lin Changsheng sighed "Huh" and said to himself: "This soul transfer Dafa is more beneficial...... It seems that his mental strength has improved, and he can't imagine that practicing the magic trick is so easy to use. ”

After coming back to his senses, he immediately asked for the route of the Hidden Scripture Pavilion, and regardless of the monk, the whole person sneaked over. After turning two corners and crossing the two main halls, he saw a small courtyard in a circle.

The courtyard is not large, there is an iron gate locked, and there is a small three-story building inside, and there are some bungalows connected to it.

Lin Changsheng took a deep breath, his body was vertical, and he fell lightly under the courtyard wall. He glanced around, but the rooms on both sides were dark, but the lights were on in the scripture pavilion, and there were faint figures on the window paper.

"Someone ......" He secretly wondered, how did Murong Bo and Xiao Yuanshan sneak into the scriptures after hiding for more than 30 years? Could it be that they could not be stolen out directly? He thought of the content of the original book and whispered: "It seems to be really like this." Don't these stupid monks know what to check?"

With a curse, he jumped up carefully and hid himself in the dark. Looking at the figure on the window paper, Lin Changsheng went directly to the third floor, there are people on this floor, the second floor, and the third floor, what should I do?

He thought about it for a while, but he didn't come up with any way, scolded again, and said unwillingly: "Those two old guys are okay, and I can naturally do it." I'm just waiting here, and I don't believe you're moving. ”

He really held it for half the night, until the sky was slightly bright, and the rooster crowed. With a few dings, someone opened the blocked iron door and walked in. At first glance, it was seven monks.

Lin Changsheng's spirit was shocked, and he listened carefully to the house, and there was also movement of the monks inside, and the monks on the third and second floors all got up, although they could not be seen, they could also hear footsteps - these people went downstairs.

Overjoyed, he quickly opened the window and threw himself in.

Hidden behind a bookshelf, Lin Changsheng quickly rummaged through it, only flipped through a few books, and found a volume of Vajra Finger. Overjoyed, Lin Changsheng sped up again, and quickly pulled out another book of wood-burning knife techniques.

He could scarcely believe that he had found two volumes of stunts so easily. At this moment, footsteps rang out on the stairs. Lin Changsheng scolded secretly, threw himself around, and quietly walked out of the Scripture Pavilion.

Xu is a thief is weak-hearted, Lin Changsheng didn't stop a step, and rushed to the back mountain in one breath, only then did he stop, with a hint of respite.

He looked at the two classics in his hand, and said with a smile: "It's still Shaolin at this time, even the stunts are casually released, haha......" He couldn't wait, he hurriedly opened the King Kong Finger and looked at it with relish.

As he watched, he nodded and shook his head, muttering as if he were judging.

It's a funny scene.