Chapter 308 Hero Saves Beauty.. Demon Girl

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The inner strength of this Buddha's name is extremely powerful, and the ordinary sound is no less than the Buddha's lion's roar. Everyone in the inn only felt their hearts tremble. Even masters like Jinlun Falun were calm and looked at the door of the inn with full alertness. '

Second Elder Xuan Ming also stopped attacking, frowning and turning around to be on guard. Although Li Mochou was able to escape, his pink face became even whiter than before.

Soon a large monk in a yellow cassock walked in with a Zen staff. This man will be middle-aged next year, but his face is like a crown of jade, with a dignified appearance and a pair of phoenix eyes. fold.

"I don't know what the master has taught me?" Although Luzhangke was a little shy about this monk, he consciously joined forces with his junior and junior brothers, and there were very few people in the world who could compete. In addition, he was interrupted by the other party, and his words were quite rude.

A trace of anger flashed in the big monk's eyes, but it quickly disappeared without a trace, and he pressed his eyes and said with a Buddha's name: "I don't dare to give advice, but this female donor who was besieged by two donors, the poor monk has been searching for it for many days. Just do it easily, and let the poor monk subdue this female devil."

"Senior brother, I have heard for a long time that there are filth and filth in the Buddhist sect of the Middle Earth, and now I see it, and it really lives up to its reputation." You are so handsome and charming, and you will be moved. A monk matches a Taoist nun, and a nun matches a Taoist priest.

The Luzhangke also laughed in cooperation, and the big monk on the opposite side turned blue and shouted in a deep voice: "Hey! Where are the two delusional people."

Elder Xuan Ming was not bothered, he sang and said with a smile: "Great monk, everything must be said on a first-come-first-served basis. We saw this beautiful Taoist nun first. There are a lot of brothers and sisters, so it's not impossible to share with you later. , but rushing to cut in line is the big monk, it's your fault."

Li Mochou's face was pale, if an ordinary man dared to speak such foul language to her, she would have let him not be able to survive or die. But now, whether it is the second elder Xuanming or the great monk, the martial arts are far above her, so she can only wait and see what happens.

"My mouth is full of foul language. It is said that Buddha's anger should be like a lion's roar. The poor monk is not talented. Hearing some clips clearly, I saw that he suddenly raised his hand, and a hot infuriating qi shot out from his sleeve.

The martial arts practiced by the two elders of Xuanming is extremely yin and cold, and they are extremely afraid of this kind of extreme yang infuriating.

"Wuxiangjie Finger?" Seeing the great monk's move, Song Qingshu let out a sigh of relief. Wuxiangjie is a unique Shaolin technique. In today's world, apart from Shaolin Master Xuanbei, only Tubo Jiumazhi is left. Master Xuanbei died at the hands of Jiumazhi at Dali's Shenjie Temple. Who is this great monk in front of him?

"Wuxiangjiezhi!" The two elders Xuanming have been in the rivers and lakes for many years, and naturally they are familiar with the martial arts. Dharma name, which eminent monk in Shaolin Temple is he?"

The great monk snorted, and the movement technique that the two elders Xuanming had just avoided seemed to be a superb master.

"It turned out to be an eminent monk of the Xuanzi generation!" Now Xuanci, the abbot of the Shaolin Temple, is of the same generation as the abbot, so his martial arts must be nowhere near that weak, and the second elder Xuanming's attitude is even more respectful.

"Xuancheng?" On the contrary, Falun Dafa King Jinlun on the side was startled, got up and asked, "Is the master of the thirteenth absolute who is known as the first person in martial arts in Shaolin Temple in the past 200 years?"

Being reminded by King Jinlun, the two elders of Xuanming suddenly remembered a legend in the martial arts. The seventy-two stunts of Shaolin Temple are extensive and profound. It is not bad for ordinary people to be proficient in one in their lifetime. It is impossible to be proficient in seventy-two stunts.

A few decades ago, Shaolin Xuanzi produced a martial arts genius, who actually learned thirteen superb arts. It can be said that he has never seen the ancients and never came here. He is known as the first person in the martial arts of Shaolin Temple in the past two hundred years, and he is known as the Thirteen Excellent Gods. monk. It's just that there are rumors that he has gone crazy in his practice and has long since lost his martial arts. Will the person in front of him be him?

The great monk looked at Dharma King Jinlun, a strange look flashed in his eyes, and said, "I didn't expect that there are still people in the martial arts who remember the poor monk. It's good and good."

Seeing him admit, the people in the inn had different expressions, and the guards such as Shenjian Baxiong grabbed their weapons and were alert. The two elders Xuan Ming glanced at each other and could see the cowardice of the other party. In recent years, Falun Dafa King Jinlun feels that he is the best in the world in martial arts, and he has a look of eagerness to try.

"The first person in Shaolin martial arts in the past two hundred years?" Song Qingshu sneered in his heart, "I don't believe that he is more powerful than the sweeper." In the original book, the sweeper raised his hands to kill Xiao Yuanshan and Murong Bo, and defeated Jiu Mozhi with one move, and he was able to deal with Qiao Feng and Murong with ease. The reunion is really a bug among bugs. Song Qingshu naturally does not believe that Master Xuancheng will be more powerful than the sweeper.

"Xuancheng bald donkey, you chased me for thousands of miles along the way, what is it for!" Different from the silence of the rest of the crowd, Li Mochou said bitterly.

"Demon girl, you are killing innocent people indiscriminately for the sake of harming the rivers and lakes. The poor monk is only doing harm to the people. Originally, according to the poor monk's temperament, he planned to rectify the law on the spot, but the abbot was merciful and ordered me to capture you and return to the Shaolin Temple. The rest of my life, I faced the wall and thought about it before I allowed you to escape several times, but this time it depends on where you escaped!" Master Xuan Cheng slammed the Zen staff onto the ground, and the nearby floor shattered inch by inch.

Xuan Cheng had been chasing and killing Li Mochou all these days, but because of Xuanci's decree, he couldn't kill him many times.

So much so that Li Mochou took the opportunity to escape far away by virtue of his superb light skills, but Xuan Cheng's inner strength was so deep that he could always hang her from a distance. Although Li Mochou escaped temporarily, he wanted to get rid of him, but he absolutely couldn't.

"There are many people in the rivers and lakes who are unlucky. I, Li Mochou, kill me if I want to. Can you make peace with me?" Li Mochou showed no fear on his face, which made everyone in the inn admire him.

"Master Xuancheng, since you have old grudges, then our brothers will not get involved. Master, please do it yourself." The second elder Xuanming laughed dryly, and quickly gave way and returned to the vicinity of his teammates.

Xuan Cheng's eyes narrowed, and the two old men in front of them were not good people at first glance, but looking at their body shape and the way they breathe, they should not be weak hands, not to mention the tall and thin monk beside them. Measured, Xuan Cheng also does not want to be extravagant.

"Evil obstacles! You have killed dozens of Lu Zhanyuan's family, and even killed innocent people while walking in the rivers and lakes. Today, the poor monk will do justice for the heavens!" go.

Song Qingshu in the distance could feel the congenital qi above the Zen staff, and he was shocked: this great monk is known as the first person in Shaolin Temple for two hundred years of martial arts. So mighty.

Xuan Cheng's blow was so powerful that Li Mochou naturally did not dare to take it hard. He pointed his toes and dodged to the side. The table and chair where he was just now were quickly shattered by the Zen staff.

Xuan Cheng and Li Mochou fought many times, and he had expected her to have this move. The cumbersome Zen staff seemed to be psychic. With the help of the ground's anti-vibration force, it flicked lightly, chasing after Li Mochou like a tarsal maggot. go.

Seeing that there was no way to avoid it, Li Mochou waved his whisk and wrapped it around the Zen staff, turning over and falling several meters away. That flexible and slender waist made all the men in the field drool.

"Tsk tsk, if you can wrap your arms around this little man's waist sleeve and do it, it will definitely be very cool." Luzhangke licked his lips and felt his body become hot, but he only dared to say these words in his heart. Think about it, if you anger this great monk, it will be another unnecessary trouble.

Naturally, Li Mochou didn't know the filthy thoughts in Luzhangke's heart. He looked at his trembling right hand with a pale face. Although he had escaped Xuancheng's attack just now, Xuancheng was not ambiguous. The gangster qi came, and the whisk was shaken to the point of breaking. Although Li Mochou let go early, the tiger's mouth was still sore and numb, and he might not be able to fight again in a short period of time.

How dare Li Mochou dare to fight, taking advantage of the distance from Xuan Cheng, he did not hesitate to carry the top Qinggong Tianjiao from the ancient tomb sect and flew out of the window.

Xuancheng's martial arts are far superior to Li Mochou's, and he has always deeply cared about how the opponent escaped from his hands several times.

Accompanied by the shrill wind, the Zen staff came first, and if Li Mochou continued to flee, he might not escape the fate of being seriously injured and killed by the Zen staff.

Li Mochou also knows this, but she has been rampant in the arena for many years, relying not only on martial arts and poison needles, but more on her top fighting consciousness. She understands that as long as she hides, although she saves her life, she can no longer fight Xuan Cheng escaped from his hands. If he could only spend his life in a temple with a blue lamp and an ancient Buddha, and think about it in the face of the wall, it would not be as good as a hundred.

After weighing the pros and cons, Li Mochou decided to endure the blow of the Zen stick and take the opportunity to escape.

Luzhangke sucked in a breath of cold air. With his eyesight, he could see that there was a huge difference in the skills of Li Mochou and Xuan Cheng. Li Mochou had no reason to be beaten by this blow. He couldn't help but feel sorry for such a beautiful one Daoist nun, just like this, the fragrance disappears and jade perishes. Of course, even if he wanted to save him at this time, it was too late.

Zhao Min on the side looked solemn, and Hua Zheng also showed an unbearable look, all watching the tragedy happen.

Whoosh!

When the Zen staff was about to hit Li Mochou's back, a chopstick was shot out of nowhere and hit the Zen staff. go.

Li Mochou saw that the Zen staff that was supposed to be behind him flew in front of him, his face turned pale, his toes a little, and he stopped his body abruptly. He gracefully turned over and landed next to Song Qingshu's table. He looked at each other suspiciously. Seeing a handsome and handsome man pouring his own drink, the pair of chopsticks beside the bowl just missed one, and I didn't know what was going on.

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