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- Chapter 307 Breaking into the Formation
????????????????? It¡¯s the law of heaven and earth. Although these two people are physically strong, their attacks like a violent storm are in vain, and their momentum is stagnant.
This is a breath of true energy to support them. Otherwise, they cannot be so violent. However, once the opponent survives this breath, they can only retreat and wait for a while. It takes a period of time to build up momentum before they can attack again with a violent storm. .
They were stagnant, and Song Mengjun's sword light surged, and he followed the trend and attacked, like a spring rain, but it was hard to guard against.
The two of them cooperated tacitly. They had four scimitars, which was much easier to defend than one sword. They could withstand Song Mengjun's sword power.
They had no energy left to attack, but Song Mengjun was unable to break through the two men's sword net. For a moment, the situation on the court was at a stalemate.
"Can Sister Song defeat them?" Su Qingqing approached Xiao Yuesheng and asked in a low voice, glancing at Song Mengjun for fear of being overheard by her.
Xiao Yuesheng nodded, with a determined expression, and smiled: "Don't worry, Gang Leader Song will not be defeated."
"These two are so powerful!" He Xueqing sighed with lingering fear. If it were her place, the violent attack just now would not be able to withstand it and would be destroyed.
Su Qingqing nodded and praised: "No wonder you are so arrogant and dare to go to Shaolin to look for trouble."
Although they have a very bad impression of these two people, they will not open their eyes and tell lies. They obviously have great martial arts skills, but they prefer to belittle them.
"Sir, these two people are really notorious for being evil?!" Su Qingqing asked in a low voice.
Xiao Yuesheng hummed, his gentle eyes condensed, and he gave them a cold look: "I once had the intention to kill them, but it's a pity that they are outside the Great Wall, beyond the reach of the whip. This time they are sent to the door. I don't want to take their lives. I'm sorry." common people!"
Su Qingqing pressed her head hard: "Yes! Such a cruel guy kills innocent people indiscriminately. It's best to kill him to avoid harming others again!"
"Sister Song will not let them go." He Xueqing looked at the two people and was very concerned about the situation at the scene. The martial arts of these two people are really good. If you are not careful, Sister Song is always in danger of capsizing in the ditch, so there will be trouble. Big.
Su Qingqing snorted: "This Li Tianze is so unreasonable. He doesn't distinguish between black and white. He only wants revenge. He is so narrow-minded. Hero Li has no successor."
Su Qingqing had also heard a little bit about Li Kaiye from Yi Jian Han Four Continents, and she admired him a lot. When she saw Li Tianze acting like this, she felt disdainful and felt deeply sorry for Li Kaiye.
"Shut up!" Li Tianze suddenly turned around, eyes wide open, and stared at Su Qingqing fiercely, as if he wanted to choose someone to devour.
He couldn't bear it anymore. These women kept making irresponsible remarks about his father. His great reputation was constantly slandered by them.
When he mentioned his father, everyone in the martial arts world he met gave them a thumbs up, praised him as a hero, and had admiration on their faces. However, these three women did not put his father in their eyes at all. He was extremely annoyed. The murderous intention is strong.
"Who are you, who dare to look down on my father like this?!" He stared at Su Qingqing with his eyes, and asked in a low voice, with a faint roar.
Su Qingqing pursed her lips and smiled, with a hint of sarcasm in the corners of her delicate white lips: "It is true that Hero Li is admirable, but no one is perfect. Is it possible that we should worship him like a god?!"
"You!" Li Tianze's face muscles were twisted, and he stared at Su Qingqing. He gripped the hilt of the sword hard and slowly pulled it out.
"You are so angry that you want to take action?!" Su Qingqing snorted lightly, looked at him disdainfully, turned her head and ignored him.
Being despised by such a beautiful woman is intolerable for a man, "Clang¡ª¡ª" The long sword was unsheathed, and Li Tianze held it forward.
His demeanor was still there, his tone was solemn, and he said in a deep voice: "You are so presumptuous, you must have someone to rely on, so let's do it!"
After saying that, the long sword was handed over, and the Baizhan Sword was thrust out instantly. It was light and fast, seemingly careless, but its power was astonishing.
Su Qingqing stepped on her foot, took a light step back, dodged the long sword, and unsheathed the long sword at her waist. Seeing Song Mengjun make a move, she felt itchy, so she spoke to tease him. Li Tianze's lack of composure was exactly what she wanted.
Taking another step, the light body swept diagonally and came to Li Tianze's right side. The sword fit with his body and stabbed quickly and lightly.
The swordsmanship of the two men is both agile and agile, their bodies are spinning around like a revolving lantern, their swords are coming out like lightning, and they are like dragonflies touching water.
In the blink of an eye, the two of them had passed more than twenty moves, extremely fast, looking dazzled and without murderous intent, just like brothers and sisters competing in martial arts.
But the swordsmanship of the two men is all about hidden needles, which seem light and graceful. Once they hit the gap, they are often killed in one blow.
On the other side, Song Mengjun has regained his disadvantage. One sword circled four scimitars and he was able to move them with ease.For the rest of the day, her jade face remained cold and cold, and her eyes were indifferent.
The two men outside the Great Wall also took the opportunity to regain their composure, switching from attack to defense, lazily and without any intention of making progress. Song Mengjun did not press, and leisurely circled their scimitars.
Even though she defended the violent attack just now, she spent more energy than the two of them. Moreover, she was one against two.
She has always had a cold look on her face, nothing unusual about her, her breathing is steady, she shows no signs of weakness, and she has not expected the two villains outside the Great Wall.
He Xueqing stood with her sword in hand, staring at the two groups of people in the field with gentle eyes, sometimes looking at Song Mengjun, sometimes turning to Su Qingqing, feeling as nervous as the two girls.
"Mr. Xiao, why don't you take action?!" She suddenly remembered, turned her head sharply, and glared at Xiao Yuesheng angrily.
"They are looking for Gang Leader Song. If I take action, it will be too troublesome." Xiao Yuesheng spread his hands and smiled, not caring.
When the two meet, they always quarrel. Unlike other women, He Xueqing respects him a lot, but whenever there is an opportunity to hurt him or ridicule him, she will never let it go.
She glanced sideways at Xiao Yuesheng: "People are always fighting in front of beautiful women, but it's better for you to hold her back and push her back. You don't have any ambition!"
Xiao Yuesheng pretended not to hear, touched his nose, and quarreled with a woman. It was always not something commendable.
"Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey!" shouted one of the two men outside the wall, with fierce expressions and a venomous air.
The other person nodded, and they both shouted loudly at the same time. Cold light flashed, and the four scimitars sped up at the same time. They were as dazzling as four-wheeled suns, covering Song Mengjun.
?????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????Song Mengjun's boat in the sea was swaying in the stormy waves, threatening to destroy the boat and people at any time.
But her swordsmanship is extremely exquisite, and she often competes with Jiang Nanyun. When facing the enemy, her skill in using it is far beyond the reach of ordinary people.
Her long sword was soft and kept making arcs, protecting all the points on her body and weaving it into a sword net, which was dense and dense without any flaws.
She has deep internal strength, which is stronger than the two of them, so she can block them. For a moment, even though she is at a disadvantage, she can still resist.
"Whoa, whoa, whoa!" the two shouted again.
The sword light became more violent, engulfing her like a flood. The two of them suddenly seemed to have taken a powerful pill, and the violence was astonishing.
"Look at the sword!" He Xueqing screamed, flying up, thrust out the long sword, drew a line, and rolled towards the dazzling light of the sword.
The room suddenly felt a bit cold, and her mind felt cold. At this moment, the sword energy filled the air, immediately lowering the temperature in the room.
The two of them were about to break through Song Mengjun's defense, but they had long swords to attack them, and the air was cold, so they knew at a glance that they were weak hands.
As a last resort, the two men's sword light stagnated for a moment, and He Xueqing was covered in it.
He Xueqing and Song Mengjun were together, and the sword light surged, overwhelming the sword light. No matter how violent the two men were, they remained motionless.
They joined hands and cooperated tacitly, one for defense and the other for offense. With just one stab of the scimitar, they disintegrated the opponent's moves, which was exquisite.
When they were together, they often needed three of them to compete with Jiang Nanyun, and they had developed a tacit understanding between them.
The sword skills of these two men are completely different from Jiang Nanyun's sword skills. Therefore, the two swords merged and their power was greatly increased, instantly reversing the situation and turning the situation around.
For a moment, the light of the two fierce swords outside the wall was dim, and they could only hold on with difficulty, unable to take a step beyond the thunder pool. They could only parry, but had no power to fight back.
"Let's go!" The two of them shouted together, the light of their swords surged, and while the two women were defending, they jumped back, turned around and walked away. In the blink of an eye, they had fled.
On the other side, Li Tianze and Su Qingqing were going back and forth with their swords. They were light and swift, and their moves were all exquisite. They looked like they were dancing, which was really beautiful.
He watched six directions and heard from all directions. When he saw the two murderers fleeing outside the wall, he couldn't help but panic and his moves were stagnant.
The swordsmanship of the two men was as light as floating catkins and as fast as lightning. With a flash of divine kung fu, he was hit by the sword in his wrist, and the Baizhan Sword fell to the ground immediately.
Su Qingqing stepped back, snorted softly, and lazily sheathed the long sword.
Li Tianze covered his wrist and stared at her fiercely. He picked up the Bai Zhan Sword with his left hand, put it back into its sheath, turned around and left without saying a word.
"Sister Su, you are cruel, his right hand is useless!" Song Mengjun shook his head, disapproving.
Su Qingqing said angrily: "Such a lustful person wants to destroy him If it weren't for the sake of Daxia Li, I would kill him with this sword!"
"You are so vicious, you were led astray by Sister Jiang!" Song Mengjun shook his head and sighed.
He Xueqing¡¯s gentle eyes flashedXiao Yuesheng said with a sweet smile: "In the final analysis, I was led astray by Mr. Xiao, and I don't take human life seriously! We, we are just affected by it!"
Su Qingqing pursed her lips and smiled, without retorting. Xiao Yuesheng would do nothing if he didn't take action, and if he did, he would take someone's life. Such cruelty, they were indeed affected by it unknowingly.
"It's clean now. He doesn't dare to come again." He Xueqing moved the embroidery pier back and kicked the round table with her foot.
The round table moved horizontally and returned to its original position. The force of this foot was soft and gentle. The soup on the table was not spilled, and it was very stable.
A few people sat down, got some old wine, added ginger and sugar, and after warming it up, everyone gathered around the table to drink and talk.
Old wine relaxes the muscles and activates blood circulation. If your blood boils when you move your hands, use old wine to relieve it.
After drinking a jar of old wine and heating the dishes, they started eating again. Everyone was talking and laughing, and everyone was tipsy and very happy.
"Mr. Xiao, tell me, is it weird that this Li Tianze, who is not ugly and has such a family background, is a pervert?!" He Xueqing squinted her eyes slightly, her eyes were shining, as if they were smeared with oil, bright and moving.
"The world is so big, there are all kinds of wonders, and it's nothing." Xiao Yuesheng put down his wine glass and smiled.
Su Qingqing shook her head: "These two fierce men outside the Great Wall are also very weird. I thought they were so tough!"
"That's not the case." Song Mengjun said: "If you can't fight, just run away. It's no wonder that you have a bad reputation, but you can live to this day!"
"Sister Song, why did you let such a vicious person go in vain?!" Su Qing raised her green eyebrows and asked in confusion.
"Their swordsmanship is too strong. I'm afraid they may still have a killer weapon that they haven't used yet. I'm really not sure." Song Mengjun shook his head and sighed.
¡°Isn¡¯t there still a gentleman here?¡± Su Qingqing said in a coquettish tone, rolling her eyes at her.
Song Mengjun glanced at Xiao Yuesheng with bright eyes like water, smiled, and said nothing more.
After drinking, two blushes appeared on her jade-like face, just like the setting sun, stunningly beautiful.
In the early morning of the next day, after they got up, the waiter knocked on the door outside and reported that there was a person waiting outside, it was Li Kaiye and Daxia Li.
Xiao Yuesheng and the other five looked at each other and secretly said that they finally came.
"Please come over, Master Li." Xiao Yuesheng waved his hand and gave gentle instructions to the waiter.
The waiter agreed and turned around to go out.
Song Mengjun and the three girls sat down next to Xiao Yuesheng, while Xiaoxiang came and stood behind Xiao Yuesheng, hoping to see who this Li Kaiye was.
Soon, a middle-aged man stepped in, followed by Li Tianze, his head bowed, like a defeated rooster, without any energy at all.
This middle-aged man has a square face, a straight nose, big eyes and thick eyebrows. Upon seeing him, I immediately feel good about him. I feel that this man must be upright and selfless.
His eyes were slightly closed, as if he had not woken up, but when he opened them, they were filled with lightning, which made people dare not look directly and gave them an aura of evil.
"Gang Leader Song, I am Li Kaiye, please bring your unworthy son here to apologize!" Li Kaiye came into the room, glanced at Xiao Yuesheng who was sitting in the main seat, nodded slightly, clasped his fists towards Song Mengjun and said with a solemn expression.
His eyes were open, and the electric light was flashing. Although his expression was gentle, he still had an evil aura of calmness and self-power. A timid person would feel frightened under his gaze.
"One sword can freeze four continents, Hero Li, I have been honored by this generation for a long time!" Song Mengjun stood up and bowed, with a smile on his frosty face.
Li Kaiye smiled faintly and shook his head: "A bit of false fame is not worth mentioning. The Blue and White Gang of Lin'an City is becoming more and more famous, so I have to look up to you for a long time!"
Song Mengjun sat down and glanced at Li Tianze with bright eyes. His right wrist was wrapped with cloth and he could not move. His expression was sluggish, as if he had suffered great pain.
"Master Li, I have offended your noble master, I would like to apologize in advance!" She said lightly.
"Don't dare, don't dare!" Li Kaiye waved his hands and sighed: "It's the father's fault if the son doesn't teach, it's because I'm rude"
He turned his head and glared at Li Tianze, his eyes were gleaming with lightning, directly striking people's hearts, and he roared angrily: "This scoundrel! He behaves so absurdly, and he deserves this retribution!"
Song Mengjun looked on with cold eyes, just looked at it lightly and kept silent.
"You son of a bitch, why don't you kneel down and kowtow!" Li Kaiye snorted angrily.
Li Tianze glanced at his father and saw his eyes widening angrily, lightning flashing. If he didn't do as he said, he would be slapped to death.
With a helpless sigh, he stood up slowly, came to Song Mengjun, slowly bent his legs, and was about to kneel down.
Song Mengjun stood up, took a step sideways, twisted his body to avoid being taken away, and faced Li ?Ye Dao: "Master Li, juniors don't dare to be like this, you don't have to be like this!"
Li Kaiye snorted angrily and narrowed his eyes slightly: "This scoundrel has misbehaved. If he hadn't made a big mistake before he made a big mistake, I would have killed him with one slap!"
When he glanced at Li Tianze, his eyes were cold and ruthless, showing no affection between father and son at all, as if he had broken all ties with each other.
Li Tianze felt ashamed to see others, so he lowered his head and did not see the coldness in his father's eyes.
"There is nothing wrong with anyone, and nothing can be changed. There is no such thing as good Mr. Li is not bad in nature, so Mr. Li does not need to be sad." Song Mengjun said lightly, glancing at Li Tianze: "Young Master Li, it doesn't have to be like this."
Li Tianze hesitated for a moment, did not kneel down, and turned to look at his father.
Li Kaiye waved his hand and said coldly: "Get out, don't be embarrassed here!"
Li Tianze felt as if he had received an amnesty and hurried out, not daring to stay for a moment, lest his father change his mind and do something else.
He was originally personable, but now he looked like a bereaved dog. Song Mengjun and the other ladies looked at him with pity, shook their heads and sighed.
Xiao Yuesheng smiled faintly and remained silent, like a transparent person who could easily make people ignore his existence.
"This bastard!" Li Kaiye looked at Li Tianze running out in despair, and cursed angrily in confusion.
"Gang Leader Song, alas I really don't know what to say!" Li Kaiye turned to Song Mengjun, apologetically mixed with shame.
Song Mengjun explained: "Mr. Xiao once said that a real man will inevitably have an unkind wife and an unfaithful son. Hero Li does not need to blame himself!"
"Alas" Li Kaiye smiled bitterly and let out a long sigh. For a moment, his spirit became sluggish, as if he had aged ten years in an instant.
His expression made the girls feel sad, and they could faintly feel his discomfort. All year round, he was running around, doing chivalry, killing evil, and eradicating evil. However, his son became a villain, fate played a trick on others, and this is what happened!
Shaolin
In the early morning, there were birds chirping and chirping around Shaolin, and the morning bell rang slowly, which further highlighted the tranquility and profoundness of the ancient temple.
Jiang Nanyun was wearing a shiny white satin training suit. He was holding a frost sword and dancing in a small courtyard surrounded by bamboo trees.
The sword light was like frost, and the surrounding bamboo branches fell rustlingly, being cut by the vertical and horizontal sword energy. Her figure was graceful, as if dancing, like a fairy in the sky, fluttering and ready to fly.
Ren Yingying stood on the steps under the eaves, watching intently, and was amazed. The magic of this set of swordsmanship was beyond people's imagination.
She couldn¡¯t help but think of the person who created this set of swordsmanship. She didn¡¯t know what he was doing now. Was he boating on the West Lake or lying in the Hanyan Pavilion reading a book?
Presumably, he will think of himself occasionally
"Sister Ren, what are you thinking about?!" The voice was as soft as honey and sounded suddenly. She turned her head and met a pair of bright and enchanting eyes.
It was so sudden that her heart "thumped" and beat violently, and then kept pounding, causing palpitations.
??glaring at Jiang Nanyun angrily, she shook her head calmly: "It's nothing!"
Jiang Nanyun pursed his lips and smiled, squinted at her, narrowed his eyes slightly, and said with a smile: "Aren't you thinking about my master?!"
"What nonsense are you talking about!" Ren Yingying suddenly tightened her face.
"Okay, okay, it's my fault!" Jiang Nanyun said hurriedly, shaking his head and sighing: "It's not good to expose people's worries."
Ren Yingying glared at her with bright eyes, ignoring her crazy words, but there was a faint sweetness in her heart, and her heart became warm, soft and comfortable.
"Sister Ren, let's break out today!" Jiang Nanyun sheathed the frost sword and whispered, looking around with bright eyes.
Ren Yingying was startled: "Breaking out today?!"
"Well, your strength has recovered. If you stay here for a long time, you will have long nights and many dreams, so it is better to break out early." Jiang Nanyun nodded, with a solemn expression.
"Okay!" Ren Yingying agreed happily. She had a resolute and resolute nature, and she did whatever she wanted and didn't know what fear was.
The number of stick monks guarding the small courtyard has increased to eighteen. They are the eighteen Arhats of Shaolin. Their energy and spirit are at their peak, and their stick skills are exquisite and have acquired the essence.
They know that the personal laws in the courtyard are very important, and it is inevitable that someone will break in to rescue them. They guard this place to ensure that nothing goes wrong.
They did not stand rigidly, but moved slowly, changing positions. Every moment, everyone changed positions, either standing or sitting.
They do not take this as a hardship, they just take the opportunity to practice the exercises with concentration, whether they are practicing pile exercises, standing exercises, or cultivating internal energy, each with its own method.
In the early morning, after the morning bell rang, they all sat cross-legged, clasped their hands together, and recited scriptures in a low voice.
?This has become a habit and must be done in the morning. It is a deeply ingrained habit. If not, at the end of the day, it will feel like I have done less and feel uncomfortable all over.
At this moment, the courtyard door was suddenly opened, and Jiangnan Yun floated out, wearing a snow-white Luo shirt, followed by Ren Yingying, who was wearing a dark black Luo shirt. The two of them were black and white, complementing each other.
Ren Yingying had a black gauze hanging on her face, exposing only her eyes. When a gust of wind blew, the black gauze fluttered, and her smooth and jade-like face was looming.
Jiang Nanyun came out and walked directly down the mountain along the stone steps.
This small courtyard is located to the east of the Shaolin Temple, on a hillside, and can overlook the Shaolin from a high position.
A path leads from the bottom of the mountain to the small courtyard. Both sides of the path are covered with wild grass. It is vast and flat, with no hiding place, so the small courtyard is most suitable for imprisonment.
"Two female donors, please stay!" A bald monk in yellow clothes took a flying step and blocked the middle of the path. He clasped his hands together and saluted solemnly: "The abbot has an order that this female donor cannot leave."
"The scenery here is nice, we want to take a stroll." Jiangnan Yun approached with a smile, his voice was as soft as honey, his steps were light, his upper body didn't move, as if he was floating over.
This monk in yellow has raised sword eyebrows, clear and lively eyes, extraordinary handsomeness, and majestic air. He holds a stick in one hand and puts one palm together: "Female donor, I'm sorry, that female donor cannot leave the hospitalunless there is the abbot." decree."
He has a deep cultivation of Buddhism and a firm mind. He practices the method of contemplating bones. He regards beauty as a skeleton and is not fooled by the customs of Jiangnan Yun.
"Alas Shaolin is really overbearing!" Jiang Nanyun sighed helplessly, and glanced secretly with his bright eyes, seeing the monks in yellow clothes rushing over.
"Then let's break through!" Jiang Nan Yunjiao shouted, her delicate body swayed, and the jade palm appeared on the chest of the monk in yellow.
Her movements were extremely fast and difficult to predict. The monk in yellow didn't expect that she was smiling just a moment ago, but her expression didn't change before she took action.
She struck without any warning, and her body movements were extremely fast. Her head didn't react, and her body subconsciously responded by raising her palms in front of her chest.
Jiangnan Yunyu¡¯s palm hit his palm, and his wrist trembled slightly, eliminating most of his internal energy.
The monk in yellow clothes only felt an overwhelming force coming in. His body stagnated, and the energy in his body didn't move. He soared into the air involuntarily, flew far away, and fell to the ground.
When he was in the air, he wanted to exercise his skills, but he found that the internal energy in his body was condensed, motionless, as if he was frozen, and his body could not move, so he could only fall straight to the ground.
Gritting her teeth, she thought she would fall down hard, but she didn't expect that after landing, she felt no pain, and her heart was awe-inspiring. This woman's strength has entered the state of transformation, and she can drive Ruyi, and she sighs to herself.
The other dozen monks flew up and followed Jiang Nanyun. Even though they were very good at Qinggong, they were far behind Jiang Nanyun.
Jiang Nanyun stopped and waited for Ren Yingying to rush over. He grabbed her little hand and led her to run forward, faster and faster. In the blink of an eye, he had left the Shaolin monk more than ten feet away.
These monks were just on the lookout for others to come to rescue them, but they never thought that their opponents would come from within. They were caught off guard and chased them before their eyes.
Suddenly, a clear whistle sounded. Jiang Nanyun felt the sound of wind behind him, like clothes flying. When he turned around, he saw two monks in the air, rushing over quickly.
She turned her bright eyes and glanced behind her, knowing that they were pushed so hard by their companions, so they were able to move so fast.
Two monks in yellow clothes were in the air, and several stick shadows appeared, covering Jiangnan Yun and Ren Yingying, fierce and fierce, like tigers descending from the mountain.
Jiang Nanyun had no choice but to bend lightly to avoid the shadow of the stick. At this time, two monks landed in front of them, standing side by side, with their long sticks inserted into the ground, glaring at Jiang Nanyun and the two women. It seemed like one man was in charge. There is no way to break it.
"Sister Ren, you go first!" Jiang Nanyun hummed, not caring to say more, and continued to move forward without stopping.
"Chi¡ª" "Chi¡ª" Two rays of white light suddenly appeared, drawing out two silver lines, and instantly came to the chests of the two monks.
The two of them looked calm, and they blocked the light with their long sticks, just in front of their chests, and collided with the white light.
There was a "click" sound, like a pebble falling into deep water, and the white light disappeared on the couch.
The two of them pressed their hands against the long sticks and kept sliding under their feet. They stopped six feet away before stopping. When they lowered their heads, they saw a white chess piece printed on their respective couches.
Although the long sticks they used were not strong iron, they were no less hard than iron. They were difficult to damage with swords. Even the swords only made a shallow mark, but unexpectedly, a chess piece was embedded in it.
The two of them looked awe-inspiring. Although this woman was young,The internal strength was surprisingly deep. They stepped hard, and the soil was shaken up. Their bodies were like arrows, rushing towards Jiangnan Yun.
Ren Yingying turned her body, bypassed Jiangnan Yun, and flew to the grassland next to her. There were two monks behind her. Among the eighteen Arhats, most of them were proficient in two or three of the seventy-two Shaolin skills, and two of them specialized in dragonfly touching water. He is outstanding in lifting and vertical skills and light skills.
Although Ren Yingying¡¯s martial arts are exquisite, her light skills need to be supported by internal strength. Her internal strength is not deep and she is inferior to the Shaolin monks. She is getting closer and closer, and she will soon catch up.
Jiang Nanyun retracted his hands into his sleeves, turned his wrist, and made two "chichi" sounds. Two white lights came out of his sleeves and shot directly at the two monks who were clustered behind Ren Yingying.
The white light is very clever. It does not shoot towards them, but it is ahead of time, just in front of them, forcing them to slow down or change direction.
The two monks rushed to her, glaring with angry eyes, waving their long sticks, and the shadows of the sticks filled the sky. They were fierce and fierce, and their momentum was terrifying.
Jiang Nanyun's body swayed like a lotus on the water, light and free, and instantly escaped from the shadow of the two people's sticks and bypassed them.
Stepping on the withered yellow weeds, he chased after Ren Yingying.
A long roar sounded from behind, like the waves of the sea, the tide is rolling, turbulent, shaking the eardrums.
Jiang Nanyun secretly screamed that something was not good. This must be a signal that it would be more difficult to break out.
Ren Yingying also felt bad. She accelerated violently, rolled all her internal strength, and tried her best to get out before the reinforcements arrived.
The Shaolin Temple has survived for hundreds of years, so it naturally has its own merits. As soon as the whistle starts, there will be a response from the temple.
Immediately, there was another whistle behind them.
Jiang Nanyun turned his head and looked around, understanding in his heart and sighing secretly. These few whistles obviously told him the direction of their escape, and there must be a monk blocking them in front.
Sure enough, before running very far, a row of monks were already standing in front of them, and the bright sunshine shone brightly on their heads.
"Amitabha" The mighty Buddha's trumpet sounded, gently and slowly, like the rising tide of the sea, slowly coming up and approaching.
Jiang Nanyun shook his head and smiled bitterly. The leader was Master Fang Sheng, with a solemn expression on his wrinkled face.
Jiang Nanyun and Ren Yingying fell in front of them. There were more than twenty monks in this row, all with sharp eyes and slightly bulging temples.
Ren Yingying turned her mind away. She didn't have much hope in the first place, but just being idle was idle. Besides, she was so disheartened and had no interest in life at this time. It would be best if they beat her to death and let Xiao Yuesheng be sad and miserable. good.
There are so many masters in the sky. This is how it is. These Shaolin monks standing side by side are all masters. If people in the martial arts world see it, they will be disappointed and have no doubts about Shaolin's position as the number one sect in the world. .
"Miss Ren, please come back." Master Fang Sheng's tone was kind and showed no sign of anger.
His Dharma is profound, his namelessness gradually disappears, and he rarely gets angry. Even if he sees Ren Yingying running away, he doesn't feel angry at all.
Ren Yingying frowned and hummed: "Monk Fang Sheng, I want to go out for a walk. If I stay there, I will be bored to death!"
Master Fang Sheng shook his head: "Only when a girl lives in a quiet place and is in seclusion without seeing anyone can she subdue the hostility in her heart."
Seeing Ren Yingying¡¯s eyebrows frowning, he added: ¡°Girl, as long as you endure it for a while, you will be peaceful and happy after a while This is an inevitable process of regulating your mind, there is no other way.¡± - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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