Pan Dao's long sword was retracted, his eyes were arrogant and around, looking at the frightened Shaolin monks and soldiers in front of him and the many heroes of the anti-Ding alliance, a terrifying momentum emanated. Holding a sword flower, Pan Dao's figure jumped out, and the moon step flashed in the direction of Ding Yiyun.

The palms of the bones were slapped one after another, and one palm after another turned into shapes, and the huge true qi was infinitely powerful. Ding Yiyun chased after the seriously injured Gongsun Yuan, and the internal force ran in his body, making his speed extremely fast.

When Pan Dao arrived, several sword qi slashed out, and the long sword turned into a meteor and pierced Gongsun Yuan's heart. Ding Yiyun's face was gloomy, his body was misplaced and he slapped away the stabbed long sword with one palm, and at the same time slapped Gongsun Yuan's body with one palm, "Daozi, he is mine, don't meddle with things." ”

Gongsun Yuan vomited blood and fell, seeing that Ding Yiyun saved himself from being pierced by a long sword, but when he heard this, he was even more angry and angry. Immediately said hatefully, "If the husband dies, he will die, and there is no need to insult people here." You're going to kill quickly, and you're going to be a good guy again in eighteen years. ”

Pan Dao was silent, he turned around and left, without blaming Ding Yiyun at all. As a martial artist, the battle of life and death between the two sides is sacred, although he is now coming to Shaolin to destroy the door, but Ding Yiyun is indeed fighting alone. It's not wrong to meddle on your own, but sometimes you have to do it for the sake of the overall situation.

Ding Yiyun saw that Pan Dao didn't pay attention to him, and he also felt very bored, and his body shook out of his bones and slapped Gongsun Yuan, "When you die, you are still a good man, are you qualified?"

In the back mountain of Shaomuro Mountain, the trees rise to the sky, densely covering the sky and the sun. The spring breeze blows, the new green gradually spits out the buds, and the breath of life shows the creation of nature.

Cheng Zhongfan crossed in the air, he stepped on the branches of the big tree and stood in the air, and his innate momentum was inviolable. Both hands caressed the beads made of the skeleton on his chest. There was an excited killing intent in his eyes.

Xuan Ci arrived in a hurry, he landed strongly, stood on a mountain road paved with earth and stones, looked up at Cheng Zhongfan standing on the trunk of the tree, and said in a deep voice, "Cheng Zhongfan, you Shaolin traitor, you dare to come back today to see how the poor monk killed you." ”

Cheng Zhongfan put away his excitement and looked down at Xuan Ci with a gloomy face. In a fit of anger, he jumped off the branch and walked forward slowly, "I'm a traitor, Xuan Ci, this qiē is not your fault." If you hadn't betrayed me insidiously, I wouldn't have been here. His voice was a little sad, and he laughed out loud as he spoke.

Xuan Ci said, "Cheng Zhongfan, I didn't expect so many years to pass. You don't even have any repentance. Depending on the situation, you have really fallen into the devil, and today Lao Na will get rid of you for the right way in the rivers and lakes. ”

Cheng Zhongfan suddenly stopped laughing, and spat out, with a look of disdain in his eyes. "Xuan Ci, there are no outsiders here, you don't have to fake anything to tell me about the right way. I think I just secretly drank some wine, ate some meat and dipped some meat. And after killing a few wicked people, you went to the old man Wu to sue me, you are so despicable. ”

Xuan Ci said angrily. "It's nonsense, if you just drank and ate meat like this, you wouldn't have been kicked out of Shaolin. It's only to blame that your methods are too cruel, killing the wicked is to do the right thing for heaven, but you even want to destroy the corpse bloodily. I really don't know where your Dharma has gone?"

Cheng Zhongfan didn't feel ashamed at all, "How can you, a layman, know any Dharma, think that my Buddhism already has King Kong angry eyes, and the eight divisions of the heavenly dragon, and which of these Dharma protectors is not ruthless, so that they can suppress the evil in the world, the demon of hell?"

Xuan Ci's face was even more angry and said, "Cheng Zhongfan, you don't understand what Buddhism is at all, King Kong is angry, Tianlong Babu, you are simply taking things out of context." You must know that the Vajra Angry Bodhisattva lowered his eyebrows, and the Heavenly Dragon Babu Huayan and all the saints were born to protect the justice of the world and protect humanity and kindness. Huayan Jingyun, 'The heart is like a painter, painting all kinds of five yin, a qiē world, it is impossible not to be pretentious. 'People's hearts are good and evil, love and hatred, righteousness and law, only by distinguishing clearly can we understand the realm of great compassion without cause, and with great compassion. ”

Cheng Zhongfan didn't know what Xuan Ci meant at all, he waved his hand and interrupted, "Xuan Ci, don't put your master in the same way as me, I don't need you to teach me." Even if I break the precepts and am kicked out of Shaolin, it is better than you, a hypocrite, a false monk. If I commit the killing precept by killing someone, you are more strict, and you are committing the sexual precept. ”

Xuan Ci's body was shocked, he held back his anger, and recited, "Amitabha, sin and sin." His eyes stared at Cheng Zhongfan and scolded, "All kinds of evil consequences in the world are only because I am not firm enough." Although Lao Na was at fault, he was not willing, but he was already shameless to face the female benefactor. However, the cause of this qiē was planted by you, and if you hadn't drugged the poor monk, the poor monk would not have made a mistake. Today, the poor monk will make an end with you, and you and I will let go of all grievances and hatreds. ”

"Hmph, if only you said no. Cheng Zhongfan didn't say a word, slapped it, and the golden light burst out. The power of the golden sand palm is incomparably great, and he is determined to fight life and death to avenge the revenge of the year.

Xuan Ci was not afraid, the robe was carried out, the true qi of the whole body was agitated, and the powerful Vajra palm was blatantly hit. The same metallic skill palm is sharp and volleying, and the strength of the internal qi is rare in the world.

The two of them suddenly clapped each other, and the metal trills caused a loud bang, and the surrounding sand and rocks floated in the air, and countless towering trees broke off. If people see the strength of the destruction, they will be frightened, and they will not have the will to fight in the slightest.

Xuan Ci's face was stern, he raised his palm and attacked again, the powerful King Kong palm and Cheng Zhongfan's golden sand palm collided, and the power of the two seventy-two stunts was undoubtedly revealed. The internal force competition is the most dangerous, but also the most simple, and the difference between victory and defeat has always been fast.

A trace of blood spilled from the corner of Xuan Ci's mouth, he wiped the blood and looked at Cheng Zhongfan in front of him, his eyes revealed complex emotions, maybe it was the friendship of his former master and disciple, or it could be the nostalgia for the enemy for many years.

Cheng Zhongfan stood a few feet away opposite Xuan Ci, standing proudly all over his body, suddenly, a mouthful of blood spit out, the crimson color stained the yellow monk's robe on his chest, and then the Buddha beads hanging around his neck broke the thread, and the skulls fell to the ground.

Xuan Ci recited the Buddha's name, as if to bid farewell to his opponent, he rushed out in the other direction, only to see that there was already a big battle there, and the fight was dusty.

Cheng Zhongfan's eyes closed, and he fell, some relieved and some unwilling. I didn't expect that after so many years of grievances and grievances, my martial arts are still not as good as Xuan Ci, and my defeat is certain.

Xuan Difficulty, Xuan Silence, and Xuan Ku each carried their strongest kung fu, and they constantly fought with hostile opponents, and their internal qi roared. At the same time, all the Xuanzi monks in Shaolin have never lagged behind, and the battle group is fierce. (To be continued......)