Shaolin Temple.

The heroes gathered, all congratulating Xuan Lin on taking over as abbot, immersed in a joyful atmosphere.

All the major factions sent people to congratulate them, and most of the gangs whose heads could not be in person gave gifts.

Hong Jin was mixed among the Shaolin monks, watching the rare grand scene, and his heart naturally couldn't help but sigh.

These days, Hong Jin has accompanied Jueyuan in the temple, temporarily away from the chaos of the rivers and lakes, and lived a leisurely life.

Friends from the three mountains and five mountains kept talking and laughing with each other, and the gloomy atmosphere not long ago was swept away.

Sandalwood incense is burning everywhere in the temple, and the fragrance is curling, showing the solemnity of the Buddhist Temple.

Seeing that the auspicious time has arrived, the bell of Shaolin Temple continues to ring, and the Shaolin monks come out one by one.

"Hey, why don't you see the abbot Master Xuan Lone, dare to be overjoyed and forget the auspicious time?" a voice suddenly sounded.

The monks who were busy were all stunned for a moment, and they realized that the main master was lonely and was not present.

Master Xuan Xuan smiled: "I have just separated from Senior Brother Xuan Lian, and he is probably still in Nagarjuna Academy at this moment."

During the conversation, a sudden angry shout came from the direction of Nagarjuna-in, and it was the voice of Xuan Shi, and then the sound of a violent fight was heard.

The senior monks of Shaolin Temple were shocked, and immediately flew towards Nagarjuna Temple, but felt that a figure flashed around them and actually grabbed their heads.

The person who rushed to the front was Hong Jin, Master Xuan Lin has always been kind to his juniors, and he was deeply respected by Hong Jin and Xuzhu and others, and now thinking that he might be in danger, Hong Jin dared to be the slightest neglect.

Hong Jin's body rose and fell a few times, and he came to Nagarjuna Hall, and saw the abbot of Xuan Lin at a glance, but his face was pale, and he collapsed to the ground, his body was trembling constantly.

"You're in luck. Seeing someone coming, a tall and thin figure sneered at Xuan Lin and rose into the air.

"Let's go!" Hong Jin refused to give up, and chased after him.

The man was tall and thin, and his body was like a bamboo artemisia, the more Hong Jin looked at it, the more familiar he became, and he suddenly realized that this person was the one who slapped him.

When Hong Jin first entered this river and lake, he was slapped by the Hundred Damage Daoist Xuanming Divine Palm, and he suffered for several months before he drove away the cold qi on his body.

Now that the enemies are seeing each other, their eyes are red, Hong Jin is dead behind the Baiyi Taoist, and the two of them are like lightning meteors, constantly climbing over the wall and running all the way to the outside of the Shaolin Temple.

On the way, two Shaolin monks blocked the way, but as soon as the Daoist raised his hand, the two monks immediately rolled to the ground and instantly froze into icemen.

With such a block, Hong Jin's figure couldn't help but chase a little closer, and the distance between him and the Hundred Loss Dao people was only a few zhang away.

The people of the Hundred Losses Dao knew that the masters in the Shaolin Temple were like clouds, and they did not dare to stay longer, and rushed forward all the way, panicking and looking particularly embarrassed.

Hong Jin raised his breath and chased straight after, his body was like a volley against the wind, and the power of Jiuyang Divine Skill gradually came out, running faster and faster.

The two chased and fled, and gradually ran out for dozens of miles, and the people of the Hundred Losses Dao knew that it was far away from the Shaolin Temple, and they couldn't help but stop.

Hong Jin saw that the Hundred Losses Daoist stopped, and immediately stopped, even though he was in a hurry, he suddenly stopped, his face was not slightly red, and his breath was not a little panting.

The Taoist didn't have time to look back, always thinking that such a light skill must be a senior monk in the Shaolin Temple, but who knew that it was a teenager, and he couldn't help but be stunned, and his expression was extremely surprised.

"Hey, young man, I have no grievances with you, why are you so hard?" The Baiyi Daoist snorted, if it weren't for Hong Jin's light skills, I was afraid that he would have already attacked, and he would be so polite there.

"No grievances, no hatred? Phew! It must be that you are old and have a bad memory. Let me remind you, outside the Yanmen Gate, the scene of the sneak attack on Brother Xiao Feng, do you remember?" Hong Jin said coldly.

There was a strange color in the eyes of the Hundred Damage Daoist, he really didn't expect that the young man who had no power to bind the chicken in the past would actually become such a master.

"It's you, stinking boy. At that time, you were lucky enough to pick up a small life, you didn't find a place to hide, and you dared to come out, do you really want to be buried in the hands of the Dao Master?" shouted with a cold light in the eyes of the Hundred Losses Daoist.

Hong Jin took a deep breath and suppressed the anger boiling in his chest, the strength of the Hundred Damage Dao people was very strong, he must not take it lightly.

"I really don't know how to advance or retreat, and Dao Ye gave you your life. Black...... Dark...... God...... Palm!" The Hundred Losses Daoist roared, suddenly rose into the air, and slapped his palm towards Hong Jin, with the chill of the forest, the temperature in the pine forest suddenly turned into a severe winter.

Hong Jin felt that this cold qi was extremely familiar, and it was the Xuanming Divine Palm that had entangled him to death.

Seeing the Hundred Losses Daoist doing it, Hong Jin couldn't help but silently use the Jiuyang Divine Skill in his body, and the Jiuyang True Qi instantly reached its peak.

The Hundred Losses Daoist slapped out, and when he saw Hong Jin's palm power, he had been waiting there for a long time, and he couldn't help but be taken aback, this kind of ability to anticipate the enemy's aircraft to strike first, even if it was as strong as a Hundred Losses Daoist, it couldn't help but shake.

Seeing that Hong Jin dared to resist his Xuanming True Qi, the eyes of the Hundred Losses Daoist couldn't help but show joy, how many famous people were defeated under his Xuanming Divine Palm.

Rumble!

The palms of the two collided together, making a dull sound, and the bodies of the two kept retreating.

The Hundred Losses Daoist swirled a few times, and then he stood still, only to feel a burst of Yang breath coming, which made his body tremble violently and extremely uncomfortable.

All along, the Hundred Losses Daoist has adapted to the cold air of Xuanming, and suddenly encountered the Jiuyang Divine Skill, which made him feel very awkward.

Faintly, the Hundred Losses Dao people could feel that the Jiuyang Divine Skill made by Hong Jin was the nemesis of his Xuanming Divine Palm, and he couldn't help but feel jealous.

"You...... What kind of kung fu is this?" asked the Hundred Loss Daoist in shock.

"I need to...... Do you tell you?" Hong Jin let out a long laugh, and the six yang palms of the Tianshan Mountains immediately attacked the Lu, and as soon as he made a move, it was the extremely powerful "Yang Ge Tianjun".

The Hundred Damage Daoist said angrily: "Stinky boy, do you think I'm afraid that you won't succeed?"

The two of them slammed each other more than ten times in a row, and they still didn't distinguish between victory and defeat, and there was an extremely cold cold air on the body of the Hundred Damaged Daoists, but there was white smoke rising from Hong Jin's head.

When the fight reached the hearty place, Hong Jin couldn't help but roar, it was the "Yangguan Three Stacks" in the palm of the six yangs of the Tianshan Mountains.

The Hundred Losses Daoist stood on both feet, and forcibly connected Hong Jin's first strength, and the two sides did not distinguish between victory and defeat, and the Hundred Losses Daoist also faintly gained the upper hand.

Before the smile on the face of the Hundred Losses Daoist bloomed, Hong Jin's second strength came like a mountain of seas.

The Hundred Losses Daoist hurriedly took out his palm and blocked it in front of him, and it took a lot of effort to offset the second palm power.

Without waiting for the Hundred Losses Daoist to breathe a sigh of relief, he felt that the third force was already sweeping in, showing an unstoppable trend.

The Hundred Losses Daoist was shocked, and hurriedly turned his body vertically, quickly a few zhang away.

"Don't run. Hong Jin became more and more courageous, and he couldn't help shouting loudly, and his body rushed over like a bird.

The Baiyi Daoist was furious and couldn't help but shout: "Boy, I'm not afraid of you. Really this is the realm of Shaolin, I can't stay longer, if you really have the guts, come to me in the Great Liao Kingdom, and we will fight to the death. ”

After leaving the scene behind, the Baiyi Daoist didn't dare to stop, and his body immediately rushed out of the dense forest.

Hong Jin hated the people of the Hundred Losses Daoist very much, and he didn't care about the rules of the rivers and lakes that Lin Mo entered, and rushed all the way behind him.

Syllable!

Seeing that he had caught up behind the Hundred Losses Daoist, Hong Jinhu pushed out of the palm of his hand, which was a move in the palm of the Tianshan Six Yangs, "Yunxia goes to sea." ”

The Hundred Loss Daoist had long expected Hong Jin's attack, and his body turned deftly, and he immediately reached the back of a pine tree.

Rumble!

Hong Jin's sharp blow directly split the thick pine tree with one palm, and the tall trunk, together with the huge tree cover, smashed towards the Hundred Damage Daoist.

Without stopping for a moment, the Hundred Damage Daoist desperately rushed forward, and he escaped from the range of the falling pine tree, only to be cut by the branches.

Hearing the violent bang coming from behind him, the Hundred Loss Daoist was frightened, and he didn't bother to look back, and desperately fled out.

"Hundred Damage Daoist, haven't you always boasted of being invincible? Why would you be driven away by a stinky boy so embarrassed?"

With a shout, a white-haired and white-eyebrow monk floated in, and it turned out to be Cheng Kun.

When the Baiyi Daoist saw Cheng Kun, his face couldn't help but be a little ashamed, and he snorted angrily: "Who said I'm afraid of this kid?" It's just that this place is quite close to Shaolin, and if you provoke a large number of monks, I'm afraid that it will not be easy to get out." ”

Cheng Kun smiled, he knew the truth that the Dao should be stopped, and if he made the Daoist angry, the gains outweighed the losses.

"Let's join forces and kill him, this kid will be left behind, and sooner or later he will be in trouble. Cheng Kunyin laughed repeatedly.

"Of course, if the two of us join forces and let this kid escape, I'm afraid that people will laugh out of their big teeth if it spreads. The laughter of the Baiyi Daoist was even more gloomy.

Hong Jin was stunned, he didn't expect that help did not come, but there was more Cheng Kun, the great enemy in his life.

The Hundred Losses Daoist slapped a palm silently, and the palm power was like an overwhelming mountain, and an extremely cold internal force rushed to his face.

Cheng Kun attacked from the left side, his body was vertical, and he was still in the air, it was a phantom yin finger, and the cold air hit like an arrow.

Hong Jin felt the extreme danger, and couldn't help but roar, and the two palms slapped out, which was the kung fu in the hands of Tianshan Zhemei.

Because it was a split force to strike a palm, Hong Jin's palm power was inevitably slightly inferior to that of the Hundred Damage Daoists, and he felt a burst of cold poison attacking, and his hand seemed to have turned into a piece of cold ice.

At the same time, Cheng Kun's phantom yin finger actually rushed towards his body like an arrow through the palm power of Hong Jin's Tianshan Zhemei's palm.

Even if it is Xiao Feng, if he is hit by such a poisonous palm power and finger power, I am afraid that it will be unbearable.

However, Hong Jin has Jiuyang True Qi to protect his body, and when others are in mid-air, Jiuyang True Qi has been running for a few turns, and he has completely dissipated the two world-famous cold skills into invisibility.

With the attack of the Hundred Losses Daoist and Cheng Kun, Hong Jin's body flipped a somersault in mid-air and landed steadily on top of a pine tree, and the wind blew and trembled incessantly.