At the beginning of Niujia Village, my sister-in-law and I depended on each other.

The black shadow arrived in an instant, and Duan Yanqing raised his staff to block it, but the palm power swung by the black shadow was like a rushing river, making it difficult to resist.

"boom!"

The two of them separated as soon as the moves were exchanged. The powerful force made Duan Yanqing groan and retreat backwards. The iron rod in his right hand hit the boulder beside him with a "bang". The boulder collapsed and shattered. Only then did he manage to steady himself.

The guy named Niu is cheating me! !

Duan Yanqing was shocked. He suppressed the blood and energy surging in his body. This thought suddenly popped up in his mind.

Last night at Xiaojing Lake, in order to save his life, he agreed to Niu Dingtian's request to investigate the Bodhidharma Cave. Who would have thought that there was such a powerful master inside?
After one move was made, the black shadow appeared, and it turned out to be a burly man in black.

His face was covered with a piece of black cloth. After glancing at Xuanci and Ye Erniang, his wolf-like eyes stared at Duan Yanqing intently, his voice cold and hoarse:

"You have ruined my business, so I will take your life tonight as recompense."

Before he finished speaking, an extremely powerful palm force pushed out from his right hand and hit Duan Yanqing who was on full alert.

"Prajna Palm!"

Seeing the familiar palm technique, Xuan Ci's face changed drastically and he couldn't help but blurt out.

What other martial arts could this be other than the Shaolin Prajna Palm that he had just used against his enemy? The only difference was that it was more powerful and the moves were more sophisticated than his.

But this man had murderous eyes and was full of murderous intent. It was obvious that he was not a Buddhist. How could he be so proficient in the secret skills of Shaolin Temple?

Then he endured the pain and struck out with a palm, pressing behind him, and shouted in a deep voice:
"Who are you? Why are you hiding in the Bodhidharma Cave? Why are you using Shaolin's unique skills? Please give me an explanation!"

Duan Yanqing knew he was no match for his opponent and was about to escape, but he was overjoyed when he saw this.

The iron rod in his left hand tapped the ground with a "bang" and his body leaped into the air. The iron rod in his right hand moved like the wind, quickly wrapping up an invisible force and rushing towards the man in black.

The man in black snorted coldly, and as he activated his profound skill, his robe suddenly swelled up.

A powerful energy wave seemed to be real, surging and winding around his body, forming a protective qi.

Just as Xuan Ci and Duan Yanqing's attack arrived, there was a loud "boom" and dust and debris flew everywhere, the fire was extinguished, and the cave suddenly fell into darkness.

During the stalemate, the three people's profound skills were running wildly, and waves of powerful energy overflowed, one higher than the other, filling the entire cave.

So strong! !
Xuan Ci was shocked.

Duan Yanqing was also extremely shocked. The previous attack was not even half as powerful as this one. Since he entered the martial arts world, he had only experienced this kind of strength in Niu Dingtian.

"Boss! Damn it! These thieves are bullying the weak with their numbers and have no moral principles!"

At this moment, Yue Laosan's shouting and cursing were heard outside the cave, and the voice was getting closer and closer.

"Abbot!"

"Abbot!"

"Brother Abbot, don't panic! We will lead our disciples to provide support!"

……

escape!
If you don’t leave now, when will you wait?

If he waited for all the senior Shaolin monks to rush over, he would probably be imprisoned in Shaolin Temple for life even if he didn't die.

Duan Yanqing gritted his teeth, used his internal energy to protect his heart meridian, and decisively withdrew his internal energy.

The powerful backlash crashed into his body, and he flew backwards like a kite with a broken string, hitting the stone wall heavily.

"puff!"

A mouthful of blood spurted out.

The man in black sneered, turned around and repelled Xuan Ci with a palm, then approached like a ghost and slapped Duan Yanqing on the chest.

This seemingly light palm actually contains overwhelming power.

Hearing the hissing palm wind, Duan Yanqing's pupils suddenly shrank, and he could only block with his staff in a hurry.

"Crack!"

The iron rod broke with a sound, and the remaining force hit his chest, causing another mouthful of blood to spurt out.

"Boss!"

Yue Laosan's roar came from the cave entrance, followed by a burly figure rushing in. It was none other than Yue Laosan, the Crocodile God of the South China Sea.

Behind him were more than a dozen Shaolin monks holding torches.

"Abbot!"

"Abbot!"

"Brother Abbot!"

"Damn you! If you dare to hurt my boss, I'll cut you first!"

Seeing Duan Yanqing's miserable scene, Yue Lao San's eyes widened with anger. He immediately waved the crocodile shears and rushed towards the man in black with great momentum.

"Be careful, third brother!" Ye Erniang exclaimed.

Yue Laosan turned a deaf ear to him and swung the crocodile shears straight at the black-clad man's throat with a whistling sound.

A trace of disdain flashed in the black-clothed man's eyes. He turned his body slightly and easily avoided the attack. His right hand was as fast as lightning. He grabbed Yue Laosan's wrist and twisted it lightly.

"what!"

Yue Laosan screamed, and the crocodile shears fell out of his hand. The man in black took the opportunity to slap him on the chest. His body flew backwards like a cannonball, hit the stone wall, and fainted.

The mighty Crocodile God of the South China Sea could not even survive a single move at the hands of this man!
Seeing this scene, Xuan Ci was shocked. Facing such a powerful enemy, he could no longer care about Duan Yanqing. He immediately looked at the Shaolin disciples who had come and shouted in a deep voice:

“Xuan Du, Xuan Zhi, Xuan Yin, Xuan Gou, follow me to form a formation to meet the enemy. The rest of the disciples will guard the cave entrance and send a signal to the temple for help!”

Among the more than ten people who came, four were eminent monks of the Xuan generation, who were the main force of Shaolin Temple.

Except for the death of Xuan Ku and Xuan Bei, Xuan Nan and Xuan Ji rushed to Juxian Manor, and there are still eight masters of the Xuan generation, including Xuan Sheng, Xuan Shi, Xuan Nian and Xuan Mie, staying in the temple. As long as they delay for a moment, this man will not be able to escape from Shaoshi Mountain no matter how high his martial arts are!

As soon as he finished speaking, Xuan Du, Xuan Zhi, Xuan Yin and Xuan Gou did not hesitate at all. The four of them attacked the man in black with their palms, fists, claws or fingers almost at the same time as Xuan Ci.

"Don't leave yet!"

Taking advantage of the melee among the six people, Duan Yanqing moved his fingers like the wind and quickly pressed several acupoints on the chest. He shouted at Ye Erniang again, jumped up immediately, picked up the unconscious Yue Lao San and rushed out of the cave.

Whether intentionally or not, Xuan Ci and the other six people seemed to have no time to stop them and were only focused on besieging the man in black.

The ten stick monks guarding the cave entrance looked at each other with hesitation on their faces. Before the stick formation was formed, Duan Yanqing was unstoppable, followed closely by Ye Erniang, and the two of them quickly rushed into the night.

Sutra Pavilion.

As the important place where the Shaolin Temple stored Buddhist scriptures, a large number of monks had been guarding the back mountain from the moment the signal was sent out to prevent trouble.

"Senior, there is martial law outside."

On the beam of the pavilion, a man in black was observing the warrior monks patrolling the courtyard through the gaps in the window lattice. Seeing that more and more warrior monks were constantly pouring in, he gently lowered the window lattice and spoke in a serious voice to the person behind him.

The person behind him seemed not to care at all, and just concentrated on reading the book in his hand in the dim light.

Hearing this, he slowly raised his head, revealing a pair of cold and arrogant eyes under the veil.

"To remain calm in the face of danger is the true character of a real man. You lost your temper three times in one night. Is this the mentality you have developed over the years?"

He said with a snort.

"My senior is right. I know I was wrong." The man in black looked ashamed.

Even so, he could still hear the hurried footsteps outside, and his eyes could not hide his anxiety.

This is the Sutra Library of Shaolin Temple. Even if the person in front of him is a martial arts master, he is afraid that two fists cannot beat four hands. Now that his great cause has not been accomplished and he has experienced the brink of death a few days ago, he is more cherishing his life.

Seeing this, the masked man holding the book had a flash of disappointment in his eyes, but he said nothing.

After a moment of silence, he threw the book in his hand back to its original place with his right hand, landing steadily on the bookshelf below, and said:
"Even in Shaolin Temple, there is only one person that I care about. If my guess is correct, the commotion in the back mountain should be caused by this person."

"Not the Four Evils?"

"Humph, these four little evil guys are not worthy of the Shaolin Temple sending out an emergency signal. But the Yipintang behind them was founded by an old witch from Xixia, so you need to be careful in the future."

"There is also Niu Dingtian. Although his power is not as good as mine, his inner strength is the coldest I have ever seen in my life. Even I have to treat him with caution. This person is casual in his actions, not like Qiao Feng at all. Since you can't use him, you can take this opportunity to encourage the heroes to join forces to get rid of him!"

When Niu Dingtian was mentioned, the masked man's eyes looked strange, while the man in black opposite him could not hide his hatred.

His life, his self-esteem, and his woman were all lost because of this man. If he doesn't take revenge, he would be unworthy of being a human being!
"Remember, don't show hostility in front of anyone until you are absolutely sure."

The masked man suddenly said.

"The Niu guy doesn't know your identity. If you can't get rid of him this time, you can take advantage of your relationship with the Wang family girl to get closer and closer, and then kill someone with a borrowed knife."

The man in black was startled when he heard this, the hatred in his eyes slowly dissipated, and his eyes became calm.

"Boom-"

Just then, bells rang outside and the sound of fierce fighting was getting closer and closer.

The masked man's eyes flickered, and he said, "Come with me to meet an old friend!"

After saying that, he waved his sleeves, the window frame exploded, and he rushed out like a ghost.

He had been sneaking around for thirty years, and now that his old friend had shown up and made such a big fuss, he couldn't lose his prestige, not to mention some schemes.

Seeing this scene, the black-clothed man's pupils suddenly shrank, but chaos had already broken out outside the Sutra Repository.

He gritted his teeth, leaped out as well, rushed into the group of monks and chased after the masked man, aiming to hit the monk's vital points with every move.

"Amitabha."

Outside the Sutra Repository, witnessing the chaos in the courtyard, an old monk who seemed to be in his twilight years clasped his hands together and whispered, chanting the Buddha's name.

(End of this chapter)