At this moment, I felt a chill in my waist...

"Damn... you Yin people..." Fang Xian clearly felt that a Yin snake had flowed into his body along his waist. Although he had Bei Ming protector, it would take some time to digest the Yin snake, and it was not something that could be ignored.

There were many monks in front of me, and I was afraid that I would have to hit me a few times before I could not avoid being attacked by Cheng Kun again. Fang Xian simply turned around and twisted his body, and circled around this narrow range...

Cheng Kun naturally would not let him go, and he forced him all the hard moves, but he was helpless that Fang Xian's light skills were too weird. Although the scope was very small, he could still avoid the attack.

In such a narrow place, only two people could be attacked. After several old monks looked at each other, Du Er waved his palms and attacked Cheng Kun.

In such a narrow space, Fang Xian was unable to deal with the two masters without his arms. The degree of steadience can be imagined. Although he dodged left and right for a moment, he would be hit sooner or later.

Cheng Kun had spared his energy, and used some false tricks to make people fool, and deliberately gave up He to the main attack.

Fang Xian was greatly disturbed and had already used Lingbo Weibu to use his full strength. In danger, he could not hesitate to consume his internal energy and explode a single move without even being able to escape. However, this range was still too small.

Cheng Kun seized the short gap after he walked alone and attacked him with one finger, just in the middle of his leisurely chest.

"Dog thief! Just the fuck will attack!" Fang Xian was furious, his face full of cold air. If he was puzzled, he would be seriously injured.

When he was cursing, he was hit by a palm on his back.

Fang Xian's body trembled and another mouthful of blood spurted out.

He couldn't move his hands, and couldn't even wipe blood. He fell to the ground, spitting out, and then forcibly stood up.

"Damn it, come back!"

When the monks saw his stubborn appearance, they were all secretly surprised. It was a bit of luck to be able to fight for such a desperate situation. Kong Wen shook his head repeatedly: "What a pity, such a tough person is like a wrong path, it's a pity..."

Due and Yuanzhen looked at each other, nodded at the same time, and killed them again. They all knew that Fang Xian was at the end of his strength and could not stand up to ten moves.

At this moment, I suddenly heard the sound of killing outside, like a ghost soldier entering the city!

All the monks were stunned.

A little monk ran in and panted and said, "It's not good...it's not good...it's coming to attack the mountain..."

"Who dares to attack me at Shaolin at night?" Kong Wen asked in surprise.

"So many... so many people..." The monk looked frightened, "It seems that it is the Ming Cult... and Wudang... and some weird people that I have never heard of..."

Fang Xian shouted at the opportunity: "Let me out quickly. Otherwise you will have no chance."

Kong Wen's face tightened: "Three uncles, let's go to meet the enemy. Yuanzhen, you can stop him first and then come out."

"Yes..." Yuanzhen clasped her hands together and raised her mouth again.

"No need!" A roar full of energy came from afar. I don't know where the man was, but I only know that his internal strength had reached a certain level. "Let me, Xiaoyou Tian!"

"This is..." Kong Wen was shocked. "Is it really Zhang Sanfeng?"

He paused, and said to the three monks and Yuanzhen: "Don't hurt him for the time being. Go out and make clear your words before taking action. I, Shaolin, convinced people with reason."

Yuanzhen's face was ferocious and had to bow and say yes. If he insisted on abandoning Tian Boguang at this time, he might have made the abbot suspicious.

Du Er also knew the depth of the matter, and the other party said leisurely: "We are surrounded by you, you can't escape. Don't make bad thoughts, I guarantee you nothing is wrong for the time being."

Seeing that the other party compromised, Fang Xian nodded from his eggs and stood between Yuanzhen and Due, while walking out slowly with them, secretly using his skills to capture and devour the two Yin snakes in his body.

Yuanzhen didn't know how good he was, and only two magical Yin fingers could withstand it. Only Zhang Sanfeng and Zhang Wuji were the ones who could withstand it. No matter how he resisted it, he would inevitably be seriously injured.

The inner courtyard of Shaolin was already brightly illuminated by torches during the day.

The monks of Shaolin took up long sticks one by one and stood in a row in front of the Sutra Pavilion, looking like they were facing the enemy.

The elders came out one after another, and the monks gave in to the Tao and asked the abbot to go there.

Kong Wen stood in front of the formation and looked sideways.

The old man with silver beard was wearing a Taoist robe and holding a long sword without a sharp edge. Who wasn’t Zhang Sanfeng?

Looking at him, there was the Ming Cult leader Zhang Wuji, Guangming Left Envoy Yang Xiao, and there was a group of people dressed in strange clothes beside him. Next to him, there was a big eagle...

"Good...Zhang Zhenren visited my Shaolin at night, and I wonder what his master is known?" Kong Wen was quite calm, knowing that Zhang Sanfeng was a good-minded person and would not kill and decisively.

Zhang Sanfeng also knew the truth and said, "Come and come to save my friend Tian, ​​Shaolin detains him, it's wrong."

Kong Wen immediately replied: "Tian Boguang has done many evil things and stole my Shaolin script tonight, intending to destroy my Sutra Library. Could it be that it is related to Zhenren Zhang?"

Zhang Sanfeng cursed in his heart, this little red man was so he could not help but make people lose their words.

But his face was still very calm: "Yes, I asked him to come. I want to see Shaolin's kung fu."

The audience sighed. How could Zhang Sanfeng, a martial arts master, do such a thing?

At this time, Fang Xian felt warm. The old man helped him take on this matter, regardless of his reputation. He was so fucking kind.

Kong Wen didn't react for a while, and he was stunned for a long time and didn't know what to say.

"Okay, I'm responsible for this matter." Zhang Sanfeng shook his sleeves again, "I'm willing to use all the martial arts techniques and replace them with Tian Boguang alone, which is considered compensation."

The audience was shocked again. Although Wudang and Shaolin were not as famous as Shaolin, they were all classics. For Tian Boguang alone, Zhang Zhenren really tried his best.

Kong Wen finally recovered and said, "Shaolin Wudang has been in contact with each other for many years, just for one person, it hurts the harmony, it is not worth it."

He paused, and his expression sterned again: "It's just that Tian Boguang relies on his evil deeds to harm the world. This harm must be eliminated! It's no longer as simple as stealing classics."

Zhang Sanfeng whispered three times.

These three sounds were shocked when everyone's ears came into their ears, and they felt indescribable. They were not as domineering as the lion's roar, but they were much smarter than the lion's roar.

This is a special display, even squandering his internal strength,

"If Xiaoyou Tian is a scumbag, then as the head of Wudang, is it considered to be a crime of making friends inappropriately? Wouldn't I be a scumbag?"

Kong Wen wiped the sweat and said repeatedly: "I dare not, I dare not...Zhang Zhenren is probably blinded by this evil man."

"No." Zhang Sanfeng suddenly smiled sternly, and his tone was unprecedentedly serious, and his tone was unquestionable. "Yuanzhen is the evil man. Tian Xiaoyou has been stopping Yuanzhen from conspiring and struggling every step of the way. He is the most powerful hero who devoted himself to the world! Looking at Yuanzhen again, he harmed Xie Xun's family and repented, hid under the protection of Shaolin. Then he secretly planned the conflict between the Central Plains martial arts and the Ming Cult, and instructed the court to harm our martial arts people! The one who was really blinded is you, Abbot!"

Zhang Sanfeng's words were so rumbling and loud that he truly felt convincing to the elders, and even showed a little fairy spirit.

Kong Wen's heart was full of strength, and with Zhang Sanfeng's seniority, he could do this with all his strength. Even if he was, he had to consider it. Could it be that Yuan Zhen's heart was really inappropriate?

But at this moment, Yuanzhen came forward and grabbed the sword in Zhunian's hand. She suddenly slashed in the air and slashed his left arm.

For a moment, blood splattered, but his face remained unchanged.

Fang Xian scolded him thousands of times in his heart - he had such a bitter plan, he really was so fucking willing to put it down!

Yuanzhen's eyes were extremely pious, and he said to the Shaolin abbot and the monks: "Since Yuanzhen entered Shaolin, he has been studying Buddhism all day long. Although he has no way to become a Buddha, he still thinks he is worthy of the four words "Shaolin monk"!"

"Tian Boguang tempted me several times, and asked me to be the inner supporter of Shaolin, stealing classics, and destroying the Sutra Library. Later, Wudang and the court subverted my Shaolin. From then on, the Wudang family dominated the Wulin, and I and Tian Boguang were able to be awarded the title of marquis and rewarded..." Yuanzhen said this with regret, "At that time, I only thought that Tian Boguang brought out Wudang to bluff people and instigated my Shaolin and Wudang's relationship, so I didn't believe him. I didn't expect that Zhang Sanfeng would attack Shaolin at night today."

"Here, I cut off my own arm. One is to understand my intentions. The Buddha of Heaven and Earth can learn from it! The other is to atone for sins. I atone for this sin that I know but do not repay, and I am smart. At least Lin and the dangerous situation!!!"

If Zhang Sanfeng said that what he said just now was based on the pressure of the elders for a hundred years and the courage of the world's number one person, then Yuan Zhen was relying on decades of acting skills at this time.

"***The Best Actor." Fang Xian cursed.

But at this moment, Du Nan snatched the sword back, tore off a piece from his Buddhist robe, and bandaged the wound.

"Yuanzhen! No need to say too much, we will naturally believe in you, why are you doing this!"

Yuanzhen's face was calm: "For the sake of fame, I will protect me from Shaolin so as not to be harmed by Zhang Sanfeng and Tian Boguang. What is my arm counting?"

On the opposite side, Yang Xiao could no longer bear to see. He was not a gentleman. He rushed forward and cursed: "Cheng Kun!!! You are willing to harm yourself and deceive the old Shaolin monk. How vicious your heart is!!! You have the courage to fight me!"

Kong Wen thought he had seen the situation clearly at this time and sneered: "Yang Zuozeng, do you just want to bully a single-armed monk like this?"

"Bald donkey!!!" Yang Xiao didn't have such kindness. "Today, if we hand over Tian Boguang and Yuanzhen out, we will not interfere with the well water in the future. If we are stubborn again!"

He paused, and murderous aura suddenly surged out of his pupils: "The century-long foundation of Shaolin Temple is just a matter of fire!"

"Bold!!" Du Nan was angry, "This is Shaolin, it's not the turn of the Western Regions cult to shout!"

He said that and rushed forward.

Yang Xiao also copied out the Holy Fire Order and fought for 300 rounds.

The big bosses on both sides stopped the two of them at the same time.

Kong Wen: "Don't be impatient for a moment."

Zhang Sanfeng: "No recklessness."

The two leaders looked at each other, and immediately there were hundreds of thoughts.

Zhang Sanfeng's expression was clear, just to let Kong Wen see himself clearly.

If you can fight bloody battles, you will be exempted. If you fight Shaolin in this way, he always feels that there is something wrong with it. There is no bloody hatred between the two sides, so it would not have reached this point.

However, Kong Wen did not have the same nature as Zhang Sanfeng. He thought of nearly a hundred years ago.
Chapter completed!