Fortunately, even if the prince shot the golden bell away, this allowed Granny Du to escape, but her vest was cold, and she was scared into a cold sweat.

Mr. Kang thought that there was an opportunity, and stabbed Xiaolongnu in the chest with a sword at the stall where Xiaolongnu attacked Granny Du and was completed.

How do you know that the little dragon girl is wearing gold gloves, the sword is not afraid, two fingers probe slightly, and fingers clamp Mr. Kang's sword spine, two fingers slightly wrong, internal strength stimulated, "Click!" A crisp sound, the tip of the sword snapped.

The tip of the broken sword "whoosh!" shot at the prince who had just solved Granny Du's crisis and turned around and rushed towards Xiaolongnu, who had no choice but to raise a single gong and knock the broken sword away.

The "Golden Bell Rope" in Xiaolongnu's hand danced and circled again, once again enveloping Granny Du, Wang Gong and Mr. Kang, and the three of them were even more difficult to resist at this time.

Seeing that the situation of Granny Du and the others was not optimistic, the three of them threw off their opponents and flew to help, Xiaolongnu smiled faintly, and Bai Aya shrank one by one to encircle the three of them into the battle group, the same clouds were light and light, floating like immortals, and there was no trace of fireworks.

Although the colorless Zen master is not very old now, but the Dharma is profound, compassionate, and bold, and he does not want to hurt people easily in the fight on weekdays, and he does not like swords and blades, so he cultivates the "Shaolin Iron Sleeve Gong" and "Robe Demon Suppression Gong" in the Shaolin 72 stunts, which can not only defend the body, but also subdue demons and demons when necessary.

At this time, the colorless Zen master fought against Nemo Xing, and a pair of iron sleeves were as hard as iron under the internal force, running like a knife, and each time the wide sleeve robe swung, there were gusts of wind and thunder.

Nemo's snake body is inlaid with countless small iron balls, the head and tail of the snake are extremely sharp, like the snake-shaped iron whip of a living snake, which is extremely agile and uncertain, but when its mouth full of sharp teeth bites on the big sleeve of the colorless Zen master, it is like hitting the copper wall and iron wall. If it doesn't work, it will shake Nemo's own wrist pain.

Nemo Xing's attack, who is proficient in Tianzhu Yoga, is also known for its weirdness, and the softness and flexibility of his body are not at all under the serpentine iron whip.

The colorless Zen master and Nemo passed by, and Nemo Xing's hand joints flipped strangely, twisting behind him at an angle that completely violated the human anatomy, and the serpentine iron whip struck the colorless Zen master's vest.

The colorless Zen master's ears moved. Hearing the movement behind him, he was slightly startled in his heart, but although he was not shocked, the exercises were running, and the internal force was drummed, and the monk's robe behind him suddenly swelled up as if it was blowing, and the snake-shaped iron whip popped away with a bang.

Nemo felt the serpentine iron whip rebounding against him under the rebound of the monk's robe, and he was frightened, and his wrist shook again and again. Only then did he let the sharp teeth of the serpentine iron whip graze his forearm, and took away a few strands of fabric from his sleeves before he was temporarily out of danger.

But before he could breathe a sigh of relief, he felt that his wrist was tight, and he had already been turned over by the colorless Zen master and waved his big sleeve, rolling his palm and forearm to the ground.

Nemo Xing was indeed powerful, and he felt that his arm holding the blade was wrapped in the big sleeve of the colorless Zen master, and he immediately shook his strength, and his arm muscles were knotted. Unexpectedly, at a speed visible to the naked eye, it suddenly increased a strange thickening by a few times.

The sleeve robe that tightly wrapped around Nemo's arm was also stretched a lot, and then Nemo's arm suddenly regained its original thickness again. Before the sleeve robe was tightened, the arm quickly slipped out of the restraint of the sleeve robe.

Unfortunately, however, the serpentine iron whip did not leave the scope of the sleeve robe in time, and was taken away by the big sleeve of the colorless Zen master.

Having lost his weapon and not having a suitable weight for him to perform the amazing "Shakya Elephant Throwing Skill", Nemo Xing could only rely on his profound yoga skills to fight with the colorless Zen master.

Although Pan Tiangeng is not capable of suppressing Darba. But he will not lose in a short period of time, relying on a solid foundation to entangle with Darba.

The melee not far away was even more tragic, the people of the "Zhaoxian Pavilion" and the Quanzhen Sect had casualties, and even the four brothers who had returned to Laixi, Fang Tianlao, and Wei Tianfang were also injured of varying degrees of severity.

At the foot of the mountain, on the contrary, the Mongol army fell into the downwind, complex mountainous terrain. They were unable to unite to form a lethal array of troops, and their strength alone was far from that of the Quanzhen Sect disciples who formed a large array.

Originally, there was still a numerical advantage that could drag down the disciples of the Quanzhen Sect who were still less skilled, but the addition of the Shaolin and Shaolin Temple disciples in the Western Regions caused their casualties to begin to soar.

The two temples sent out elite disciples, not the ordinary third-generation disciples of the Quanzhen Sect and the fourth- and fifth-generation disciples who have not yet become a teacher can be compared.

The formation of the two Shaolin temples is like two huge knife wheels, and wherever they are rolled, the Mongolian soldiers will fall one piece.

Shaolin in the Western Regions and Shaolin Temple are in the same vein, and they were separated because of the controversy caused by the fire foreman. Although the upper decision-makers in the two Shaolin temples are all high-ranking monks with broad minds, they have no guilt in their hearts. Most of the monks were not hostile to each other, but the disciples subconsciously wanted to divide the superiority and the competition.

So when these two teams of warrior monks appeared on the same battlefield, this point was even more obvious, neither of them was willing to fall behind, and it was called a hard work when they fought hard.

Seeing that all the disciples of the Quanzhen Sect felt ashamed, the senior monks who came to help the fist were so brave, they were even more attentive than the disciples who defended their own sect.

This also invisibly boosted the morale and fighting spirit of the disciples of the Quanzhen Sect, and burst out with stronger combat effectiveness.

The addition of the Condor made the Mongol army even worse and became the last straw that broke the camel's back...... Forehead...... It shouldn't be said to be a "straw", but it can be regarded as a "big tree"!

As soon as the Condor Fang appeared, it brought a strong impact to everyone, but neither side knew its origin, and they were all shocked and slightly panicked.

But the Condor clearly stood on the side of the Quanzhen Sect, a pair of sharp claws with great power to break stones, a pair of iron wings flapped like the wind, and a sharp mouth as sharp as a knife expanded and contracted like electricity, killing Mongolian Tartars to be a few points faster than others.

Seeing this, the disciples of the Quanzhen Sect and the two masters of the Shaolin Temple understood that this strange eagle did not know where it came from, but the meaning of helping was obvious, so they gradually cooperated with the eagle.

In addition to not being able to speak, the Condor is no worse than ordinary people, and he immediately understands and cooperates with everyone, and the end of the Mongolian army can be regarded as coming.

However, after half an hour, the Mongol army, which was still full of confidence at the beginning and wanted to completely annihilate the disciples of the Quanzhen Sect, had to start trying their best to protect themselves.

After another quarter of an hour, the Mongol army was already on the verge of rout, and less than half of the original thousands of men and horses were now left, and the disciples of the Quanzhen Sect and the two warrior monks of the Shaolin Temple had already begun to fight back and kill the Mongol army.

Seeing that it would not take long to wipe out this vigorous and murderous Mongolian Tartar, the Condor stood proudly on the spot and patrolled left and right, as if he felt that it was no longer needed here to contribute, so after a strange scream, he opened his two thick thighs, "Rub and rub!" and walked towards the Chongyang Palace on the mountain. (To be continued.) )