I'm in a big hurry!

Feng Yifei didn't expect that Feng Tutu would actually have this idea!

He didn't want to kill himself!

From what he said, he meant he was going to forcefully convert himself, and he wanted to take him back to Shaolin and imprison him in front of the Buddha!

As a player, you are not afraid of death, but when you are imprisoned, you know without thinking that there will be many restrictions, and you don't know if you can escape safely.

Baofeng had an innocent smile on his face, but his eyes were extremely cold, "Lao Na looked at the face of the donor, and you are very destined to be my Buddha!"

The old monk Baoxue, who couldn't even see his eyes, followed him slowly and said, "We won't deal with you directly. As long as you have the ability to let us use one and a half moves, we will lose..."

"Really?" Feng Yifei suddenly appeared at the same time as he spoke.

Instantly, he transformed into a person with silver hair and red eyes.

He rushed straight towards Huahua, who had the most violent temper, and he was also the one farthest away.

I chose him because he is the second oldest among the five Shaolin elders.

It was already clear to me before.

Among the five great bald men of Shaolin, the older they are, the higher their status, and presumably the stronger their level of martial arts.

Of course the persimmons must be pinched until soft!

Although they may all be iron persimmons......

He didn't choose his eyebrows and beard, but his eyebrows and beard were still intact. He looked like an eminent monk and was crippled. This was all because he was too close to hugging snow and flowers. If he rashly approached, he might be in immediate trouble.

Before he even got close, he saw the old bald donkey holding a flower with one hand clasped together, and a vast white aura appeared in front of him, like clouds and mist, misty.

Feng Yifei felt as if he had hit a wall and bounced back. Fortunately, he was supported by his protective energy, so no damage was caused.

Otherwise, if you press it so hard, your face will be flattened.

Before he could stand still, Feng Yifei shook his hand and struck with his sword.

The dazzling blue light beam roared out like thunder and struck the Gang Qi.

Didn't make a sound.

The extremely domineering and unmatched sharp sword only penetrated the Gang Qi for more than half a foot before being completely eliminated by the surrounding Gang Qi.

"Junior brother, leave quickly! I'll stop them!" Liang Xiang suddenly came closer, grabbed Feng Yifei's clothes with one hand, and threw it out.

Feng Yi flew in the air and saw a green light slipping out of Liang Xiang's sleeve. It was a thin short knife with a bright green light, slightly longer than the one in the old bald donkey's hand holding the snow.

He flipped over and landed on a roof tile, shouting urgently, "How could I leave you alone, senior brother!"

The five big bald ladles each occupied a place? No one chased them? No one made any move.

Liang Xiang stood up tall and said with a smile, "Just leave! Do you think the holy monks won't go back on their word? They will embarrass me, a junior!"

Baofeng laughed again "hehehe", his laughter was indescribably childish. It was full of childlike innocence, "You should take care of yourself first? I won't embarrass your senior brother. You can run away if you want to, and you can run away if you can."

It’s your skill if you get it.”

Feng Yifei was inexplicably shocked. Feng Tutu actually planned to let himself escape?

Do you have full confidence that you, a monkey like yourself, can't find the palm of the Tathagata Buddha's hand?

Immediately he put his hands together and quickly formed the inner seal. At the same time, he urgently sent a message to Liang Xiang, "Brother, I will run away first. Do you want them to chase me? You go first."

Save Tang Fang!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Feng Yifei's figure disappeared from the tile surface.

The toe sword was used together with Meng Yue Chai Xing, pushing the speed to the extreme and flying out with all his strength.

Baofeng is still laughing? "I knew he wouldn't be willing to give in, so I completely gave up on him."

The other four monks also laughed.

Liang Xiang clenched the knife in his hand and glanced at the five monks with piercing eyes, ready to stand ready.

Suddenly, Liang Xiang suddenly noticed that the silhouette of the crippled person flickered, and knowing something was wrong, he immediately rushed over.

But he was pushed back by a gentle force.

Bao Can pulled out a stream of afterimages, the illusory image was still there, and his person was gone.

Liang Xiang turned around quickly and saw that Baohua and Baoyue were nowhere to be found.

When he turned around again, he saw the figure of the old monk holding snow becoming hazy and slowly dissipating.

Baofeng smiled and said, "Young man from the Liang family, you can go alone. I will go to Prince Liang's Mansion to find you later!"

As soon as he finished speaking, there was only a virtual image left on the big stone.

Liang Xiang turned pale in horror, unable to see how he had leapt away. He turned his head sharply and discovered that there was an afterimage slowly spreading in the sky in the distance, extending into the distance like a flying rainbow.

The wind was also flying by at a fast speed. They did not dare to take the main road for fear that their whereabouts would be exposed. They ran through the woods and wild fields, using the cover of trees and rocks to escape for their lives.

The spiritual sense has been completely relaxed, and the only things that can be detected are the movements of insects, ants, flying birds, and some wild animals.

He didn't feel that anyone was chasing him, but Feng Yifei didn't dare to take it lightly. He could deceive his spiritual senses by holding flowers before.

I kept estimating the time, and it was already more than 20 seconds, and it was almost the 30-second break-out time, and I could log off and run away.

Feng Yifei was confused, could it be that the five big thieves didn't chase after them because the thunder was louder and the raindrops were softer?

As soon as I had this idea, I heard a childish voice saying, "The little benefactor's footsteps are quite fast."

Looking up suddenly, I saw the man standing in front of me on the right, holding the wind with one hand clasped in front of his chest, with a smile on his face.

He obviously looks like a child, but he puts on a kind smile. How weird it looks!

A feeling like a thorn in the back suddenly arose, and he entered a fighting state again.

Feng Yifei was horrified and quickly braked and turned to the other side.

He hadn't even made a move when he was running away, but I heard him laughing and talking from a distance, and somehow, after a while, he was in front.

Your sister! This is really cheating! How could it happen that you caught up with me just when I was about to leave the battle!

However, they found that Baoxue, who was too old to open his eyes, stood calmly in front of him, and laughed with a duck voice, "At such a young age, he has profound internal strength, and he has such good lightness skills, which is very valuable."

His voice didn't look old at all, but rather sounded like a teenager's, which was completely the opposite of his haggard appearance.

Feng Yifei stopped suddenly again, and another old and gentle voice sounded behind him, "Indeed, I didn't have such an amazing artistic talent at his age."

No need to look, Feng Yifei could tell that this was Huo Yue.

Feng Yifei looked around and saw that there was no need to run away. He hugged Zhan and Hua to both sides. There was still a long series of afterimages in the distance that had not dissipated.

"The sea of ​​suffering is boundless, but when you turn around, you will find the shore!"

"Put down the butcher's knife, and you will always have to do it!"

Hua Can and Hua Hua shouted loudly at the same time, and Feng Yifei suddenly felt his mind trembling.

Five monks suddenly came forward, each taking a position, surrounding Feng Yifei in the middle.

Although everyone is still more than ten feet apart, the white aura is already rising in the air, and they are blending together without any barriers.

Feng Yifei felt as if his whole body was wrapped in a piece of extremely sticky glue. Let alone raising his hands and feet, it was difficult to move. Even moving his fingers felt like a huge weight, as if he had stepped into a fly trap.

The insects on the board are extremely uncomfortable.

That's all. The air of the dead protects the master on its own. The dark and deep black airflow forms countless small whirlpools on the body, but it is still overwhelmed and is being worn away layer by layer.

The stored necromantic energy was being consumed rapidly, and the internal strength was also declining rapidly. I tried my best to raise my fingers and give the palm of my hand an equinox, but the recovery speed could not keep up with the loss.

"When I wait for this to wear away all your inner strength, and it is difficult for you to generate Qi, it will hurt your origin. It won't take long for all your magic power to dissipate. Follow us back to Shaolin to be a little boy."

Just a novice." Baohua said coldly.

Even if they don't take action, they are more vicious than if they do!

Feng Yifei roared angrily, "Fuck you!"

He struggled vigorously, but he could only move a little bit under the envelopment of Gang Qi from all directions.

"You don't need to struggle anymore. We have practiced in seclusion for many years and created this 'embracing the world'. Let alone you, even if Kuangyan Yan comes here in person, I'm afraid it will be hard to get him." Bao Can said coldly.

As soon as he finished speaking, a thunderous roar echoed throughout the countryside.
Chapter completed!