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Zhao Zhengyi sighed and said, "Master is late, Qin Chong has died at the hands of the Plum Blossom Bandit."

"Fortunately, the Plum Blossom Pirate has been captured by us!"

Master Xinmei frowned slightly, and said in a deep voice, "Where is the Plum Blossom Pirate now?"

Zhao Zhengyi pointed to Zhu Zixuan and the others, and said, "Master, Li Xunhuan is the Plum Blossom Bandit."

Hearing the name Li Xunhuan, Master Xinmei also showed a little surprise in his eyes.

After all, Xiao Li Feidao is well-known in Jianghu for saying this sentence.

The plum blossom thief who robbed wealth, robbed sex and killed countless people is actually Xiao Li Tanhua?

Zhao Zhengyi went on to say: "He still has a few accomplices, namely that one man and two women, and that man tried to use the name of Xiaoyao King to frighten us."

Hearing the name Xiaoyao Wang, Master Xinmei's face darkened instantly.

Master Xinmei took a look at Zhu Zixuan, and said calmly: "This person can never be Xiaoyao Wang."

"When the old monk entered the city, he saw the devil's car."

"The devil's car driver didn't stay in Baoding, and it should have gone away by now."

When Tian Qi and the others heard this, they were completely relieved.

Zhao Zhengyi smiled and said: "That's natural, this person is just an imposter, we have already seen through it."

Master Xinmei looked at Zhu Zixuan, and said calmly: "Why does the benefactor bother to take advantage of the reputation of the devil of the Xiaoyao King?"

Zhu Zixuan looked at Xinmei, with a smile that was not a smile, and asked: "Your Shaolin is about to be destroyed, why is the old bald donkey still thinking about wandering outside?"

A malicious intent flashed in Master Xinmei's eyes, and he said coldly: "Could it be that the benefactor is referring to my battle against demons in Shaolin?"

"Twenty thousand cavalry, ten cannons, hundreds of royal guards, and three or four great masters."

"Such strength may be able to cover the sky with one hand in the eyes of the benefactor, but in my Shaolin's opinion, hehe."

Xinmei sneered twice, but did not continue.

But anyone could hear the disdain in Xin's eyebrows.

Zhao Zhengyi and the others couldn't help being surprised, hearing the meaning of Xinmei's words, they didn't pay attention to the [-] cavalry at all.

Is Shaolin Temple really that powerful?

Master Xinmei looked at Zhu Zixuan and the others, and said in a deep voice: "My Shaolin disciple must not die in vain."

"If you can't get rid of your suspicion of plum blossom robbery, please go to Shaolin Temple with the old monk."

"If I, Shaolin, finally find out that you have nothing to do with Plum Blossom Pirates, I will let you live."

"If it is finally confirmed that you are indeed the Plum Blossom Pirate, then I, Shaolin, will subdue demons for the martial arts!"

Zhu Zixuan smiled slightly, and said: "The king of Shaolin is naturally going to 130, but you, old bald donkey, I'm afraid you won't be able to return to Shaolin."

Master Xinmei shook his head, with a slight contempt in his smile, he said, "Donor don't need to put on airs anymore."

"You want to use the reputation of Xiaoyao Wang as the devil to frighten my Shaolin disciples, but you are completely wrong."

"Even if King Xiaoyao is really here today, the old monk will definitely be able to eliminate demons!"

Zhu Zixuan said with a smile: "I would like to see how capable you are."

Holding the sword, Ah Fei stepped forward a few steps, blocking in front of Xinmei and the others.

Master Xinmei frowned slightly, and suddenly clasped his hands together, and said, "Amitabha."

Ah Fei felt that the clear sound of the Buddha's horn sounded from all directions at the same time.

The next moment, he found himself surrounded by five Shaolin monks.

These five people, headed by Master Xinmei, all clasped their hands together with a solemn expression. When they moved, their feet were flowing like clouds and flowing water, and when they stopped, they had an aura as heavy as a mountain!

Ah Fei glanced around, but his expression didn't change, he just said indifferently: "The monks used to bully the few with more."

Master Xinmei said in a deep voice: "The old monk has no intention of hurting anyone, but just wants to invite you all to go back to Shaolin Temple to accept the investigation."

"Why should a benefactor take advantage of his tongue? You must know that the tongue is beneficial and the heart is hurt. You can't hurt others, you can only hurt yourself."

He spoke slowly, his voice seemed extremely peaceful.

But after falling into Ah Fei's ears, every word became like a loud bell and drum, making his ears buzz!

Without making a fuss, he had used the kung fu of the Shaolin lion's roar.

Li Xun Huan couldn't help showing a little worried look on his face.

At this moment, his acupoints are still unresolved, and he can't do anything if he wants to help.

From Li Xun Huan's point of view, Zhu Zixuan doesn't understand martial arts, so naturally he doesn't understand the method of acupoints.

As for Yaoyue and Lianxing, after all, men and women are different, and it is impossible for him to ask them to help relieve acupuncture points.

Therefore, the matter has never been mentioned.

But he didn't know that Zhu Zixuan just didn't take this matter to heart, and forgot to relieve his acupoints for a while.

After all, from Zhu Zixuan's point of view, it doesn't make any difference whether Li Xun Huan makes a move or not.

Seeing Li Xun Huan's worried face, Zhu Zixuan smiled and said, "Don't worry, Ah Fei will be fine."

Hearing this, Li Xun Huan breathed a sigh of relief.

Although he didn't believe that Zhu Zixuan was the King of Xiaoyao, Zhu Zixuan's performance tonight was enough to make him admire in his heart.

Therefore, Li Xun Huan had no doubts about Zhu Zixuan's words.

With a look of gratitude on his face, he said softly, "Thank you, Young Master."

At this time, Ah Fei said coldly: "Monk, your sharpness of tongue doesn't seem to be inferior to mine, does it?"

While he was speaking, the person had already rushed out obliquely.

Surrounded by this group of monks, if he made a move, he would have to bear the attacks of five people at the same time.

No matter how arrogant A Fei is, he doesn't think he can beat five with one in front of a master like Xinmei.

His idea is to break out of the five people's encirclement first with his body skills, and then divide and break them!

Ah Fei is as confident in his body skills as he is in his sword skills.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he moved his body, the Shaolin monks suddenly started to turn like clouds and flowing water, and the five people circled around Ah Fei endlessly.

As soon as Ah Fei's footsteps stopped, the Shaolin monk's footsteps also stopped immediately.

At this time, everyone has also seen that the five monks headed by Master Xinmei didn't just surround Ah Fei casually.

What they used was the formation of the Shaolin Town School, the Arhat Formation.

The arhat formation is not only changeable and wonderful, but also can be large or small, and can be adjusted at will.

Five people can form an Arhat formation, and 500 people can also form an Arhat formation.

The more people, the greater the power!

Seeing Ah Fei stop, Master Xinmei had a hint of complacency on his face, and said: "Amitabha, monks do not want to kill, benefactor, you have a sword in your palm and feet under your feet."

"As long as you can break out of the old monk's small Arhat gate, the old monk will be convinced and let the benefactor come and go!"

Ah Fei took a long breath, but his body didn't move.

He has already seen that these Shaolin monks not only have profound cultivation bases, but also the coordination of their bodies is flawless.

The leader, Master Xinmei, has a cultivation base similar to him, and he is half a step into the realm of a great master.

As for the other four monks, they all have the strength of the master level.

It can be seen from this that it is absolutely not false to say that masters from all over the world gather in Shaolin.

Ah Fei knew in his heart that if he wanted to break through the arhat formation, he could only do it with a calm brake and a leisurely wait for work.

So the Shaolin monks didn't move, so A Fei also didn't move.

After a moment.

Master Xinmei felt a little impatient, and asked, "Does the benefactor want to tie his hands?"

Ah Fei said coldly: "I don't want to."

His answers have always been very straightforward, especially to the enemy, never willing to waste a word.

Master Xinmei frowned slightly, and asked, "Since you don't want to bind your hands, why didn't the benefactor leave?"

Ah Fei said coldly: "If I can't kill you, I can't rush out."

Master Xinmei smiled faintly and said: "If the benefactor can kill the old monk, the old monk will die without complaint."

Ah Fei put his eyes on Xinmei and said, "Okay!"

After all, Ah Fei immediately swung his sword at Xinmei!

This sword doesn't seem to have much brilliance, but it seems that only this sword light is left in everyone's field of vision!

The sword light flickered and stabbed directly at Xinmei's throat!

The figure of the Shaolin monk also moved immediately, and the eight iron palms patted A Fei together!

A dangerous and vast true energy burst out in their palms!

Mighty Vajra Palm!

If he was slapped by these eight palms, even if A Fei's cultivation level was higher than theirs, he would definitely be seriously injured.

Unexpectedly, Ah Fei stabbed out with a sword, but there was a sudden change under his feet.

No one saw clearly how his footsteps changed, only that his body changed direction in an instant.

That sword was originally aimed at Xiang Xinmei, but at this moment it suddenly changed direction, and the other four seemed to send their palms to him to chop off!

Master Xinmei said in a deep voice, "Okay!"

While speaking, the sleeves of his monk's robe had already rolled up a wave of true energy, and he slapped A Fei on the back!

Shaolin Tie Xiu Gong!

Under the infusion of true energy, the sleeves are no different from fine steel!

If this move is successful, it will be like being hit by a thousand-jin iron stone.