Shaolin Bajue

Chapter 1087 Fighting Jiuhua Mountain (6)

To be honest, in terms of real skills, Fayuan is superior, but his skills have recovered [-]% to [-]%, while Golden Peacock has recovered [-]% to [-]%.

The monks saw that the golden peacock was entangled with the Dharma. Their own masters, except for the elder brother Tian, ​​the second elder brother Di, and a dozen or so outstanding senior brothers, had no strong opponents. Can't resist.Therefore, many people have the idea of ​​fleeing.It's just that because they were afraid of Fayuan and Yiqing's methods, no one dared to take the lead, so they had to bite the bullet and stand on the field.

Suddenly someone said: "Girl, be careful with his palms." It was Zhang Daqian.At this time, he had forced the poison out of his body and recovered half of his gong power.Seeing him get up, Long Biyun and others were all overjoyed.

"Thank you senior for your concern. He knows how to use such methods, and I, the Golden Peacock, will also use them. I, the Golden Peacock, have long put life and death aside, and at worst I will die with him!"

Zhang Daqian and others couldn't help smiling wryly after hearing this.

"Smelly woman, Master Buddha, I still want to live for a few more years. If you have the courage, let's make an appointment and decide the outcome. At that time, either you will die or I will live."

"Hmph, you're my aunt and I'm a three-year-old child?"

As the two talked, they touched each other five times with four palms, making five loud bangs, and the wind blew violently.Fayuan originally wanted to hide a hidden weapon in the palm of his hand, but Zhang Daqian had already called him out, and secondly, Golden Peacock was not a girl who had just come out of the rivers and lakes. I was afraid that this would force Golden Peacock to fight himself.While fighting the golden peacock, he was thinking about how to escape from this place.

At this time, suddenly heard three clear howling sounds from the front hall, and in a blink of an eye, three figures leaped towards the Dizang Palace, and one of them shouted: "Father, we are here."

Long Biyun and the others recognized Li Junsheng's voice and were very happy.In the blink of an eye, Feng Feiyan, Zhu Qiyan, and Long Yue flew out like chasing the wind, and scattered the monks, but Wen Mufeng, Li Junsheng, and Yao Baobao had already killed them from behind.San Xiaohui's head covered his face, thinking that he had suffered a lot, but their martial arts were really extraordinary, especially Wen Mufeng, whoever met him would be unlucky.At this time, the monks could no longer stay here, half of them dispersed and rushed down the mountain, how could Changtian and Changdi control it.

Suddenly, screams rang out in front of him, and the fleeing monks turned around one after another, with fear on their faces.The little bird flew from nowhere, and said as it flew, "The eminent monk is here, the eminent monk is here."

Long Biyun and the others had just reunited with San Xiao, when they heard this, they were all taken aback.What eminent monk?Friend or foe?

All of a sudden, seven tall monks wearing cassocks and holding Zen sticks came striding forward. In the blink of an eye, more than 30 evil monks died under their Zen sticks.

Zhang Daqian and Dai Hongbao came out more and stood in front of Zhou Feng and the others. Although they knew that these girls were all masters and they didn't need his protection, but as men, they felt that the seven monks came with bad intentions , the natural masculinity spontaneously emerged, and he stood up without thinking about it.

The seven monks were getting closer and closer, their lips twitched, and they didn't know what they were chanting. When they got closer, they were babbling Sanskrit.No one knew what scriptures they were chanting, but there was a layer of holiness covering their bodies, and their faces were solemn. If they hadn't killed someone just now, anyone who saw them would think they were Buddhas.

The scriptures were heard in the ears of everyone, some were irritable, some were deep in thought, some were smiling, some were sad, their expressions were different, and each had a wonderful expression.Even Zhang Daqian didn't feel a little throbbing, he couldn't help taking a breath, and said to himself: "Where did these seven monks come from? There is such a powerful force."

Suddenly, Dai Hongbao roared loudly like a lion roaring and a tiger roaring, causing the air to surge violently. Unfortunately, the seven monks were unmoved and continued to recite Buddhist scriptures.

Dai Hongbao was shocked when he saw that the whistling was ineffective, but he was always proud, how could he admit defeat, he jumped forward and punched a monk.There was no pretense in this punch, but the hidden strength was enough to split iron and metal.

The monk's squinted eyes suddenly opened, his eyes fluttered, and the Zen stick in his hand whistled, pointing at Dai Hongbao.This blow was only aimed at forcing Dai Hongbao back, but Dai Hongbao was born without knowing what retreat is, so he still punched him.

"Looking for death!" the monk shouted, and the force on the Zen stick increased by three points in an instant.

With a "boom", two overwhelming forces collided, shaking the ground. "Thump, thump," Dai Hongbao took three steps back, with traces of blood oozing from the corner of his mouth.

The monk was shaken by the shock, but his face was full of surprise.It should be noted that although Dai Hongbao worked hard with him, he was still influenced by the scriptures of the other six monks.Dai Hongbao was able to keep up, which was beyond the monk's expectation.

"Who are you? How dare you go wild in the Holy Land of Mount Jiuhua!" the monk asked.

Dai Hongbao straightened his chest, his momentum couldn't help but not weakened, but strengthened a bit, and said: "Who are you?"

The monk glared at Dai Hongbao with murderous intent, and said: "I am the Supreme Patriarch sitting down with the Seven King Kongs, and you will leave Jiuhua Mountain as soon as possible, or you will be killed!"

Zhang Daqian and others heard it, but they had never heard of it, and even Long Biyun, who had always been well-informed, heard of this "Supreme Patriarch" for the first time.

Dai Hongbao smiled and said: "Supreme Patriarch? Shit Supreme Patriarch, I..." Before he finished speaking, the monk suddenly yelled, and struck with the Zen staff in his hand with the momentum of Mount Tai. Slashing Dai Hongbao, fortunately he avoided it in time, otherwise he would have become a meatloaf.Dai Hongbao was startled secretly, started his unique technique, and fought fiercely with the opponent.

The monk danced his Zen staff loudly, and after several moves, he suddenly retreated and stood back to his original position, with a murderous look on his face, and said coldly: "The Lord Buddha will give you another chance, if If you don't leave, don't blame the Buddha for killing people."

Zhang Daqian laughed, flew to Dai Hongbao's side, and said with a smile: "If you have any tricks, just use them, we want to go, unless the sun comes out from the west."

The monk let out a low growl: "I don't know whether to live or die!" He squinted his eyes, just like the other six monks.The six monks had already stopped chanting, as if they had fallen asleep.

At this time, Wu Qingniu and the three old monks from other lands had already fought fiercely.When Wu Qingniu arrived, he saw that there were many people on the other side, so he quickly knocked down the two old monks with white beards and eyebrows. Seeing his profound martial arts skills, the three foreign monks joined forces to deal with him.Now half an hour has passed, and the battle between the four has reached the final stage.

But seeing Wu Qingniu's arms stretched forward, the little finger and ring finger of both hands are bent, the middle and index fingers stand side by side, and the thumb and these two fingers are at a 45-degree angle.The three foreign monks, headed by the old monk in red cassock, are sitting cross-legged on the ground at this moment, with their palms upturned. The palms of the other two monks fell on his palms.

Suddenly hearing the sound of "cracking, crackling", the whole body of the three foreign monks was like firecrackers, and the cassocks were completely torn and drifted away with the wind.Wu Qingniu's eyes were wide open, shining brightly, he laughed loudly, and took a step forward.The faces of the three foreign old monks were slightly painful, and they all took a step back.Wu Qingniu took advantage of the situation and stepped forward step by step, pushing the three of them towards the Ksitigarbha Palace.

"Amitabha!"

The seven monks suddenly made a loud noise, raised their arms in front of their chests, and stretched their bodies.Although the seven of them were fast, Dai Hongbao and Wu Qingniu had already kept a close eye on them, they stood up immediately and stopped a monk each.Long Biyun, Zhou Feng, Bai Yiyi, Feng Feiyan, and Feng Ling also jumped up and stopped the other five monks.Long Biyun, Zhou Feng, Bai Yiyi, and Feng Feiyan received a few moves with empty hands, but they were shocked by the opponent's Zen staff, and their hands hurt. Knowing that the weapons in their hands are by no means comparable to ordinary Zen staffs, they quickly drew out their swords and fought fiercely with their opponents , only Feng Ling, still fighting the enemy empty-handed.

Fengling's inner strength was profound, and even though her wrist was aching from the shock of the Zen staff, this aroused her anger even more, and she used all her abilities to fight against the monk.

Although Wu Qingniu had the upper hand among the three foreign monks, they were worthy of being the eminent monks of the Bamboo Grove Zen Sect in Dayue Kingdom. After retreating for more than ten feet, the eminent monk in the red cassock suddenly let out a lion's roar, and the two monks behind him immediately understood.The three clasped their palms tightly, and the two monks worked hard to lift the old monk in the red cassock, but saw the old monk in the red cassock spinning like a wheel, and wave after wave of yellow air rolled towards Wu Qingniu.

Wu Qingniu was taken aback, for a moment, he was forced to retreat, if he hadn't been able to control it, he might have been shaken by the air wave and his internal organs would be out of place.After the three foreign monks used their trump cards, how could they give up, wishing to kill Wu Qingniu immediately, and in an instant, the three of them joined together, and I don't know how they changed. , the other two monks had already grabbed his heels, and two streams of true energy, one yellow and one blue, poured out of their hands continuously and rushed into the old monk in red cassock.

Wu Qingniu wanted to dodge, but there were Long Yue and the others behind him, once he dodged, it would be Long Yue and the others who would suffer, so he laughed loudly, turned his palms, and went up to him.

Before the four palms touched, there was no strength at all. When the four palms were firmly connected, in an instant, Long Yue and the others suddenly felt a force coming, and they couldn't help but retreated a few steps. When they looked closely, Wu Qingniu was half short, his upper body was submerged in the ground, and his hair stood upright like a hedgehog.

At this time, on the Tiantai Peak, in front of the Dizang Palace, the sword energy was soaring, the Zen stick was flying, the energy was overflowing, and the fighting was intense.

Suddenly he heard a voice say: "Stop!" The voice was deafening, as if talking right next to his ear.

The sound was still at the bottom of the mountain, and in an instant, people had come to the top of the mountain.The monk's sleeves are fluttering, as light as a feather, with a long sword and a big knife on his back, but they are two monks who seem to be only in their early forties.

(End of this chapter)