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Volume 5: The Eight Parts of Tian Long Chapter 526 Solution

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    Chapter 526 Solution

    Xu Zhu frowned, sighed, and shook his head: "Two of the three donors have gone to the Western Paradise, and one is still here."

    "Wow, you vicious little bald donkey, take a stick from me!" The sturdy man's leopard eyes widened, like a vajra's angry eyes, yellow light filled the sky, and a shadow of the stick covered Xu Zhu.

    Xu Zhu stood a little under his feet and floated gently, as light as a lotus on the lake. He swayed for a moment, dodged the copper stick, and wanted to go forward for a close fight.

    The shadow of the stick all over the sky shrank and disappeared without a trace. Suddenly a yellow light shot out from his waist, and the copper stick stabbed out from behind, like a yellow dragon coming out of the sea to block Xu Zhu.

    Xu Zhu stepped on his feet diagonally, avoiding the copper stick. At the same time, he still stepped a foot away from his body and struck out with his palm.

    The two of them were fighting with their sticks back and forth. Xu Zhu kept pressing down on the strong man and beating him, trying to get in and seize his copper stick without hurting his life.

    However, the strong man's stick technique is exquisite and changes subtly. Sometimes it is fierce and fierce, like a powerful King Kong, and sometimes it is soft and soft. The changes are as expected. The copper stick seems to have turned into a soft whip, appearing in various parts of the body, erratic and strange.  Strange and impossible to guard against.

    "Little Master, if you can't do it, I'll do it!" Zhong Ling shouted impatiently.

    Xu Zhu's expression changed and he said hurriedly: "No, no, thank you Miss Zhong, I'll be fine now!"

    After saying that, his movement skills were fixed, he suddenly stopped, punched out, and faced the stick shadow in the sky.

    The solid man laughed loudly, the stick cut through the air, making a sharp whistle, and hit Xu Zhu's head with one blow. He seemed to see Xu Zhu's brain bursting, grinning widely.

    "Dang" With a crisp sound, the copper stick was released from his hands and flew up into the sky. In an instant, it disappeared. The sturdy man looked at Xu Zhu dumbfounded.

    He looked at Xu Zhu, then lowered his head to look at the cracked palm with a confused expression.

    Xu Zhu's figure flashed, as fast as a ghost, and hit him in the middle with a palm, knocking him away. He passed over Xiao Yuesheng's heads and landed behind him with a "bang".

    "Old man!" A big man shouted and rushed towards Xu Zhu. Before the person arrived, a bit of cold light had already reached Xu Zhu's throat, extremely fast.

    Immediately, another cold light reached Xu Zhu's chest, silently.

    The two of them attacked simultaneously, one in the dark and the other in the light. Xu Zhu's figure swayed, his broad monk's robes fluttered, he took a step back to avoid the two swords, and waved his right sleeve to curl up the sword on his chest.

    His sleeves were flexible, and he rolled up the long sword. Then with a shake, the long sword broke away from the man's hand, fell to the ground with a clang, and twisted into a twist.

    Before he could react, Xu Zhu's other sleeve brushed against his chest, and he immediately flew up, passing Xiao Yuesheng and the others, and landed behind them.

    Immediately, he jumped in front of another person, pushed out with a shout, and faced the long sword that was stabbing him. He hit the sword in the middle and knocked it away. With another palm, he slapped the owner of the sword behind Xiao Yuesheng and the others.

    He was like a falcon, and in the blink of an eye, he had killed three people.

    "Little Master, good work!" Zhong Ling clapped his hands and praised.

    Xu Zhu clasped his hands together and pronounced the Buddha's name, showing an embarrassed look.

    ¡°Let¡¯s go¡ª¡ª!¡± A swarthy-faced man shouted in a deep voice, turned around and walked away, like a gust of wind blowing by, he was already ten feet away in the blink of an eye.

    Mu Wanqing sneered and waved her hand, a flash of silver light flashed past her.

    The swarthy man trembled, paused, and slowly fell down. The other two people reacted quickly. After the swarthy man shouted, they started.

    One person fell down as soon as he ran away. Fang Xueqing slowly retracted her index finger. Xu Zhu stood in front of the other person, blocking his way.

    "Donor, the Dharma of Buddhism is boundless. You will find refuge when you turn around. Take refuge in my Buddha!" ??Xu Zhu looked at him with compassion and advised Heshi.

    "You little bald donkey, get out of here!" The middle-aged man sneered, and waved his hand, and silver light filled the sky and shrouded Xu Zhu, as if dozens of silver needles were thrown out at once.

    With a "bang" sound, Xu Zhu stretched his sleeves to cover his face, and the monk's robe on his body suddenly stretched and swelled up, like an inflated ball.

    The silver needles hit the monk's robe and fell one after another.

    The middle-aged man turned around and walked away. As soon as he ran ten feet away, Xu Zhu appeared in front of him again and gave him a tithe: "The donor is stubborn and is in too deep. The young monk can only help you!"

    After saying that, he reached out and struck out with his palm. It was as light as an eagle's flight. It hit his chest, flew up, and fell heavily to Xiao Yuesheng's feet.

    Xiao Yuesheng nodded and smiled: "Fourth brother, you have made great progress!"

    He kept laughing secretly in his heart. Looking at the posture of his fourth brother, he looked a bit like Tang Monk. He persuaded people to do good and was so long-winded that it was enough to give people a headache.

    Xu Zhu showed a happy expression, glanced at Mu Wanqing and Fang Xueqing, and thanked them together.

    ??Fang Xueqing pursed her lips and smiled: "Young master, there is no need to be polite. However, you are still too soft-handed. Don't hesitate when it's time to take action. The opportunity will disappear in a flash."

    "Yes, the young monk knows." Xu Zhu nodded with a sincere expression.

    Six people were lying on the ground. Xiao Yuesheng and others ignored them and walked inside. The forty or so people had already fled and disappeared.

    After entering the valley, everyone separated and went around in a circle, catching all the stragglers in the valley and throwing them aside, and then gathered together, all of them with heavy faces.

    There are more than a hundred women in the valley, all of them are dressed up and beautiful. When they see them, they are not afraid. Instead, they greet them with smiles and force themselves to laugh.

    Xu Zhu's face turned red when he saw it, but his heart was heavy. His brows were furrowed, his hands were clasped together, and he was muttering Buddhist scriptures.

    "Fourth brother, how many people do you still sympathize with now?" Xiao Yuesheng shook his head and sighed.

    Xu Zhu¡¯s lips moved, but he couldn¡¯t speak.

    Xiao Yuesheng said warmly: "How to deal with these people?"

    Xu Zhu scratched the back of his head, thought for a long time, shook his head, and whispered: "But it depends on the second brother's orders."

    "Are there Shaolin lay disciples around here? Please ask them for help!" Xiao Yuesheng said.

    Xu Zhu nodded quickly: "Okay!"

    After saying that, he took out a firework from his arms, pulled it, and threw it into the air. It crossed the top of the gorge and exploded high in the sky. The spark-colored lotus flower condensed and never dispersed.
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