Tenzin Trilie laughed loudly: "Xiaoshan Zongshu, after so many years, you are still playing this set of rhetorical tricks and oral articles. No wonder the thousand-year-old Shaolin Temple has been turned into a mess by you." At this moment, he suddenly heard Tenba Sandang suddenly He shouted: "Master, be careful." At the same time, wind blew from the back of his head, and the chain gun rattled and the wind hit him.

Tenzin Chilie tilted his head, and the gun missed. Before he could turn around completely, the chain gun swept horizontally again. He made a mistake in his step, and moved forward to meet him. The chain gun head passed around his neck and twisted back. On the chain, his neck is tied.

Ji Yeping's eyes were bright, his arms screamed, and he pulled her into his arms.

He was eight feet tall, with arms as thick as rafters, and extraordinary strength. When he swung his arms, his chest was stretched and bulging, and he was jumping wildly. But after pulling twice, the chain collapsed and trembled, but he refused to pull. When he looked at it in shock, With a smile on his face, Tenzin Chilie pushed his neck back, and Ji Yeping suddenly felt a strong force coming, causing his center of gravity to shift forward. He involuntarily took half a step forward. He quickly sank down, bent his knees and braced his horse. Tenzin Chilie raised his big hand, wrapped his wrist around the chain, and pulled it back. It seemed extremely easy, but his feet made a squeaking sound, causing smoke to rise from the grinding bricks, and he slid forward.

Seeing that the master of the pavilion was in a hurry and tried his best to pull back, but still could not stop the forward momentum, all the powerful warriors gathered in the pavilion were horrified, because there was a cargo ship in the pavilion that ran aground and crashed, and Ji Yehei was not the master of the pavilion at that time. With his own strength, he dived and tied the rope, and pulled the sunken ship from the lake to the shore. Unexpectedly, he was so powerful and compared with Tenzin Chilie, he actually looked like a child squatting and playing under the Vajra statue. Many people saw the situation. I didn't want to step aside to help, but the White Sect monks seized the opportunity and knocked down and injured them. Their martial arts were originally lower than these White Sect monks, but they only relied on their numbers to win. The situation immediately took a turn for the worse. After being killed, he was retreating steadily, and for a while there was a tragic scream in the hospital, which was filled with blood and mist.

The man on the hill glanced to the side, and golden light shot out from where Lu Huangqiao's shoulder moved. Three swords struck straight at Tenzin Chilie's vest.

At the same time, a brilliance emerged from the vast blood mist, stabbing Tenzin Chilie's armpit diagonally. It was "Ten Miles of Time".

Tenzin Chilie's body turned like a big tree turning over, and with a sudden increase of strength, he pulled Ji Yeping up into the air to face the flying sword. At the same time, he had already avoided the "ten miles of time", and rolled in with his elbows as high as mountains. It hit the side of Chang Sihao's neck.

"Uncle, no,"

Suonan Gyatso stretched out his arms, raised his hands to the sky, and caught the elbow. Suddenly there were two muffled sounds of "collapse, collapse". The bricks under his feet were all broken. His body tilted and his knees hit the ground. His age He is proficient in the three arts, a rare talent in the Yellow Sect for hundreds of years. However, he was seriously injured in the battle at Yungang Grottoes last year and lost most of his skills. In addition, Tenzin Chilie's skills are outstanding, so even though he can direct the power of the Time Wheel very quickly, It was a bit unbearable.

Chang Sihao twists his feet, creates a spiral, spins his body with his sword, and rises into the wind.

This sword was just in the gap where the opponent's elbow attack was effective and the strength was not broken. It swept from bottom to top. Even if Tenzin Chilie had a body made of copper and iron, he would still have to remove one of his arms.

Without any time to spare, Suonan Gyatso relaxed his arms and braced his feet. He raised his left leg and pushed it forward as hard as he could. He was right on Chang Sihao's waist. This is the center of force. When it was disturbed, Chang Sihao's hand immediately turned away and his sword The blade swept away.

In just an instant, Tenzin Chilie's foot was already in the air. With a "bang" sound, it hit Chang Sihao's right shoulder, sending him flying several feet flat to the ground, knocking down more than a dozen White Sect monks and monks in the middle. The warriors gathered together, there was a clang of steel in the hall, and "Ten Miles of Time" fell to the ground.

Chang Sihao rolled on the ground, and when he tried to sit up with his hands, his throat felt sweet, and a mouthful of blood spurted out. The surrounding Bai Jiao disciples and Juhao Pavilion people were overjoyed at the sight, and more than ten people waved their palms and swung their knives. Qi greeted him, and the horses and people were beaten into chaos. Suonan Gyatso saw it from a distance, and it was too late to stop him. He saw Chang Sihao trying his best to turn over and put his left hand into his arms. Venus was shining brightly. Two steel knives chopped the ground, and just as he took out his wakizashi from his arms, a steel fork arrived again. He had no time to draw the knife, so he moved the sheath across his forehead, and the sheath blocked the steel fork, and at the same time "pounce, "," there was a sound, and he was shot in the leg. He used the power of the steel fork to pull out the knife and swung it, cutting off the gun barrel in his leg. Suddenly, he felt that the surrounding area was dark, with figures surrounding him, and swords and halberds standing like trees. Pick it up and poke it downwards like onions and garlic.

The attack was so intensive that he, who was seriously injured and fell to the ground, was unable to perform any movement or footwork. He was about to be chopped into pieces. Suddenly, he heard a continuous "crack" sound in the air, and the people surrounding him were killed one by one. He flew up with a "bang, bang, bang, bang" sound, blood spurted out in the air, and the weapons in his hands were thrown all over the sky.

Chang Sihao's eyes suddenly brightened, and he was puzzled. He tried his best to look back, and saw a red shadow running towards him under the moonlight. He had a bald head, deep eyes, and gold rings in his ears. He was tall and strong, and in his hand was a golden wooden fish as big as a water gourd. The bell was hanging on a chain and dancing so loudly that the wind was blowing. It was Huo Li Guwen, the national master of Wala. Not far behind him, there were five people catching up. The first one was Zhu Qing, and the next four people walked side by side, all covered with blood. Wearing plain white mourning clothes, it was Jiang Wan and his three senior brothers.

When Zhu Qing saw that among the people he was beating up, there was a powerful warrior, he couldn't help but get angry: "Why are you beating one of your own people?" Huo Li Guwen's face turned bitter: "It's an urgent matter and I can't help but offend you." He didn't care to say more and hurriedly lay down. He lowered his body to check Chang Sihao's injury. Zhu Qing winked and joined Jiang Wan and others in a tight siege. Huo Li Guwen pulled a cloth to wrap Chang Sihao's injury while shouting at them: "Stop, I have something to say." The five people didn't care about him. They attacked him fiercely. As soon as the White Sect monks took over, they immediately felt that the attackers were evil and were forced to retreat. When the Juhao warriors saw the reinforcements coming, they were all in high spirits and fought hard. Kill, and the situation will immediately reverse.

Ji Yeping fell down the steps and felt a pain in his back, which made him unable to reach it with his hands. He was so angry that he shook his head and brought down the two small swords with a clang to the ground. Lu Huangqiao hurried over to support him and said: " Failed, missed,”

The man on the hill was furious, flicked his robe sleeves, turned around and went up the steps, angrily yelled at Tenzin Chilie: "Master Ji Pavilion is the disciple of the old swordsman Yan, and in his capacity as a master, he treats a late student like this." Junior, this is too much," Tenzin Chilie said with a smile: "He was the one who attacked first, so there is nothing wrong with me fighting back. If you feel unfair, why don't you come down and try with me." The man on the hill shook his body in anger. , took two steps back, trembled his fingers and said: "Thanks to my sincere words, I have said all the good things. Your Excellency, if you insist on going your own way, you are an enemy of our Central Plains Wulin. Forget it, don't care about anything else. Today, as the head of Shaolin, I only ask In a word: Do you dare to respond?"

Tenzin Chilie said: "It's whatever you say,"

The man on the hill said: "What happened today is unjust and unreasonable. There is no reason for it. Let's go back separately. You can summon the masters of Tibetan Buddhism at will. Lao Na issued a hero poster and summoned the heroes of the Central Plains. Let's make another appointment for a showdown..." Suddenly hearing a "snap" sound, Ji Yeping threw the chain gun and the torn off large sword to the ground, pushed aside the Luhuang Bridge, turned back and strode up the steps and got into the building. He quickly turned around and opened his hand: "Hey, Pavilion Master, Where are you going, old man?" Before he could finish his words, a two-foot-long red gun protruded from the dark hall, followed by Ji Yeping and jumped over the threshold, shouting: "Get out of the way. ," shook his arms and pushed him into a somersault. He tightened the front handle and shook the back handle. The goose-oval gun barrel made a small wave with a "wu" sound, trembling like a dragon, and making a buzzing sound.

This red spear belonged to his grandfather Ji Xiangrong. Ji Lao relied on this spear skill to surpass all heroes in the past, and won the reputation of "a hero with a red tassel for eternity", and was known as the "Sage of Spears". After his death, Yan Lingyun He put away the spear and kept it for safekeeping. After the Juhao Pavilion was built, he erected it as a treasure of the pavilion and enshrined it in the main hall. Under the guidance of Yan Lingyun, Ji Yeping practiced his spear skills for more than twenty years in the cold and summer. He attained perfection, but after his success, he cherished and respected the gun even more, and refused to touch it lightly.

When the warriors gathered together saw the master of the pavilion holding a gun, they all knew how powerful it was. Those who were close to the steps also moved to both sides. A few white monks didn't know what was going on, so they hit their opponents and hid. When they looked back strangely, the spears were tasseled. They were all covered in flesh, like a blood lion shaking its fur, but there was a flash of red light, and the world went dark. Both eyes had already been blinded, and they each screamed, covered their faces and fell to the ground.

When Tenzin Chilie saw this scene, his face could not help but turn cold.

Ji Yeping didn't wait for him to speak. He closed the front handle and pushed the back handle. The gun moved forward, the red tassel pulled the fire, and the bright silver gun tip turned into stars. From one to ten thousand, then ten thousand to one, fluttering in the wind. Stab to the chest.

Chang Sihao was wounded in the distance and could see everything clearly. When he asked Xiao Jinshiyue for martial arts lessons on the boat, he knew that those with blades in weapons were all called Qingzi, and most of his attacks were about parrying, but spears and swords were about not touching Qingzi. When you enter the red gate, you don't exchange or touch, you don't greet or intercept, you don't parry or fight, you strike out of thin air, you will see blood immediately. The sword is short, and it is a sword when you swing it. The shadow of the sword is heavy, and it is difficult. The spear is long. , it is easy to shake out the cold light, but in the end, one shot is just one shot, but it is not easy. With Ji Yeping's shot, one can turn into ten thousand, ten thousand can compound into one, it is unparalleled, as smooth as a thread, that is the real ultimate skill .

There is no time to spare.

Tenzin Chilie spread his arms flat, opened his nostrils, and the skin all over his body suddenly swelled like a drum, and the tip of the spear was pointed directly at his chest.

It's actually impenetrable.

Ji Yehei's eyes turned red and he gritted his molars. He pushed his feet on the ground and stood up in big strides. His internal energy was fully mobilized in an instant. He combined the yin and yang of his hands and twisted them. The two wounds on his back spurted out blood mist from where the internal energy was aroused. , like a red eagle spreading its wings.

"Kick,"

Tenzin Chilie was actually pushed back a step by him.

The man on the hill had just climbed up after being knocked down, with a look of resentment on his face. Seeing this scene, he couldn't help but raise his eyebrows, feeling surprised and happy.

However, Tenzin Chilie felt that he had lost his dignity when he took this step back. He immediately braced himself with his hind legs, and instead of retreating, he advanced forward and hit the ground.

The barrel of the gun suddenly bulged out in a big arc, like the sun rising from the flat ground.

The big gun is a movable word, which refers to the barrel of the gun. With a slight shake, it trembles wildly, and the dragon and the snake scurry, and the fish swims and the eel drills. Only then can it travel through the vertical and horizontal directions among millions of troops. Ordinary gun barrels are bent like this. The curvature had already been bent, but unexpectedly, Ji Yehei's gun was still very flexible and seemed to have plenty of room for it.

"Nice gun,"

After hearing the sound of the gun, Tenzin Chilie turned to his side, and the gun tip slid past his clothes. He stretched out his left hand to press the gun barrel, held it up with his right hand, rubbed it gently, and shouted: "Let go,"

The barrel of the gun vibrated at a high frequency that was indistinguishable to the naked eye, causing Ji Yehei's jaw to ache. Knowing that it would be difficult to hold it, he loosened his grip and picked up the gun with his forearm and armpit.

Holding a gun is like holding a pen. Only when you can use your body to hold it, can you be considered good. Tenzin Chilie saw it in his eyes and couldn't help but praise: "Oh, I have taught you, and I will give it back to you." Before he could change his moves, both hands As soon as he raised his hand, the gun shot back and quickly passed through Ji Yeping's arm. With a thud, the barb in the gun's tassel was stuck on his left forearm. Two blood lines immediately sprang up. Ji Yeping was in pain. His face wrinkled, he stepped back under the strong impact, tripped over the threshold and fell to the ground.

Suddenly there was a loud shout like a thunderbolt in the courtyard: "Tenzin Chilie, don't stop yet,"

When Tenzin Chilie looked sideways, he saw that the four kings and their concubines under him had been caught and pushed to the ground. The disciples around him were scattered, either dead or injured. Dharma Flag, Huang Luo The umbrella cover had already fallen sideways on the ground and was dirty and torn. Countless warriors in red robes, each armed with swords, guns and torches, were still pouring into the courtyard.

The one who just made this loud shout was Chu Yuan Chu Tiankuo, the chief disciple of You Shengxian. After he, his three junior brothers Hu Feng, He Xi, Jiang Wan and Zhu Qing arrived, they joined forces with the four emperors Longhu Fengyun to attack Danba. Although the four Thorntons were highly skilled in martial arts, they could not withstand one against two. Bagzhaba was the youngest and had the weakest skills. He was knocked down first, followed by the other three who were also taken down one after another. The four great concubines Although she is not weak, after all, she is a woman, and everyone came to attack her, and she was captured within a few rounds. Zhu Qing waved her hand, and the warriors gathered back one after another, and the remaining white monks helped the wounded and dragged their legs towards her. In the center, gathered around Tenzin Trilie and Sonam Gyatso, there were a few blind men, some were trampled to death in the fight, and some were rolling on the ground.

Tenzin Trilie focused on cultivating Dharma for half his life, and it was not until his later years that he accepted a few disciples. Among them, his eldest disciple Tenba Sandon was the best in martial arts, but his understanding of Buddhism was not very good. His second disciple Guoruo Longsen was profound in Dharma, but clumsy in doing things. They were not brought out this time. Poluo Rinqin and Ulibantu were too dull and unfit for their responsibilities, while their old disciple Bagzhaba had a bad temper. The oldest among them was only in his thirties. Although they each had their own shortcomings, They all have their dissatisfaction, but after all, they will have to rely on them to pass on the Bai Sect's dharma lineage in the future, and they will also rely on them to promote their doctrines. Seeing all the disciples fall into the enemy's hands at this moment, his face couldn't help but become solemn.

Bagzhaba pulled his neck and shouted: "Master, don't worry about us, kill them to avenge everyone," Feng Hongye kicked him in the face, knocking off his chin.

Under the golden lamp at the entrance of the building, the man on the hill waved his big sleeves, cheered up, and clasped his hands together and said: "Amitabha..." Before he could finish his words, Ji Yeping got up behind him, flicked the barrel of his gun, and pushed him to the side.

Ji Yeping glanced quickly and couldn't find Yan Lingyun, so he shouted: "Where is Mr. Yan?"

"Here," it turned out that Fang Zhennuo had carried Yan Lingyun to the bottom of the eaves and was sitting on the ground. Ji Yeping glanced over and saw that the old man's lips were as white as paper. He was afraid that he was on the verge of death. He felt his nose His face was sore and hot. He had lost his parents when he was young and relied on Yan Lingyun to bring him up. He also regarded Yan Lingyun as his own grandfather. He immediately jumped down the steps, gritted his teeth and raised his gun towards the center of the courtyard: "Bald donkey, I'll fuck your bloody mother," he pointed out his gun and charged forward.

Zhu Qing was the first to fly up, occupy the entrance and cooperate to cut off Tenzin Chilie's return. Chu Yuan, Hu Feng, He Xi, Jiang Wan rushed across and outflanked the left wing, Long Bo Shu, Hu Yaoting, Feng Hongye, Yun The soldiers of the Bian Qing Dynasty, each with their own weapons, surrounded them on the right wing. Lang Xingke led his men and dragged the four kings and concubine Ming aside.

At this time, Chang Sihao's wound had been wrapped up. He picked up the sword and used it as a crutch. Huo Liguwen helped him up and was about to speak when he saw Suonan Gyatso rushing to block in front of Tenzin Chilie, raising his arms and saying: "Wait a minute, Pavilion Master, Yan Lingyun's injury can be cured by the young monk, as long as both of you are willing... Pounce," a mouthful of blood spurted out from his mouth, Tenzin Chilie closed his palms and looked at his limp body, He said coldly: "Eat everything inside and out. If you want to save people, go ahead." He then flew up with a kick and hit Suonan Gyatso in the lower back. He kicked him up and over the surrounding circle with a "bang" sound. , and fell heavily on the stone steps of His Highness.

Ji Yeping was overjoyed when he heard that Yan Lingyun had been rescued. He walked slowly, but something unexpected happened. Tenzin Chilie suddenly attacked one of his own people. When he looked back, he saw Sonam Gyatso lying on the steps, with pain in his eyes and hands and feet.
Chapter completed!