The deadly short sword not only has a sharp evil spirit, but also contains extremely concise spiritual energy.

Even Lin Yun could not do it if he wanted to catch it so easily.

In the ruined temple, a monk who no one noticed was so powerful?

The three monastery cultivators suddenly shrank, and their evil spirits suddenly surged.

In this cruel desert wasteland, they are thieves who survived numerous battles and survived countless death tests.

The cultivation level of the seven orifices that seem to be innate, but in Qingyang County, anyone will completely defeat the Three Evils of Black Wind.

"Kill him!"

The burly man in the head had a ferocious expression and extremely violent aura.

In an instant, the three of them took action at the same time and killed the bald monk.

For many years in the temple, when I saw this sudden situation, a hint of horror flashed in my eyes.

Before they came, they had heard about the horror of the desert in the northern desert. Every year, many leaders from all over the world die in this desert.

The three big men in front of them were obviously here to make up for their ideas, but unexpectedly, they met a strange monk.

Li Wuyou held the sword and wanted to go up to help, but was pressed down by one hand.

"No hurry."

Lin Yun winked at him and said softly.

"Breaking the air seal!"

The bald monk formed seals with his hands, and a breath burst out from his body that made Lin Yun very familiar with him.

I saw the aura on his body burst out with brilliant golden light. The powerful aura made people dare not look directly at it.

But just as this momentum was about to break out of his body and break through the entire temple.

The momentum suddenly stopped.

The bald monk smiled indifferently, and his left hand evolved into a mad dragon's momentum, like a green dragon coming out of the sea, or like a dragon flying to the sky. The sound of dragon roaring and tiger roaring sounded in his body, the evil aura of the three thieves was instantly shaken away.

Then he took a step forward, and the fist light in his hand hit the burly man in the head.

In his fist, there was a terrifying and heart-thrilling force of a crazy dragon. If the fist exploded.

The young men present, including Lin Yun, have been affected.

Lin Yun has a Lei Yan battle body, and he can barely withstand it. If others can't react, they may be severely injured on the spot.

But unexpectedly, the fist light did not explode, but was poured into the body of the burly man.

Silently, this burly man was crushed into powder by the fist in front of everyone.

As soon as the wind blows, it turns into dust and dissipates without leaving any trace.

The two burly men behind were frightened on the spot. The bald monk was clearly a powerful person in the Xuanwu realm.

Turn around and run...

Can you escape?

The bald monk with clear eyebrows and beautiful eyes evolved into a mad dragon's momentum, but the right fist was the real killing move.

Bang!

Accompanied by a tiger roar, the bald monk's footsteps were not moving. The right fist, which was ready to go, blasted out from the air, and the two casual cultivators under him fell to the ground at the same time.

It seemed like a white tiger condensed by true energy could be seen jumping up from its right fist.

Dragon flying and tiger jumping!

Lin Yun's mind exploded, and he recognized that the bald monk was using the third move of Dragon Tiger Fist.

Although he has completed this move in the Tongtian Altar.

But in terms of power, it is completely incomparable to this bald monk.

What shocked him even more was how the other party did it, condensing the fist that swept the world into one person's body.

This Dragon and Tiger Fist is completely different from the Dragon and Tiger Fist he practiced.

Breaking the air seal?

Suddenly, Lin Yun remembered that the bald monk first condensed a handprint.

Dragon and Tiger Fist is not a simple boxing technique, and it also has various handprinting techniques and secret techniques.

The Immortal Vajra Seal he practiced is also one of the matching handprints of Dragon and Tiger Fist.

I still remember that with the blessing of handprints, the Tiger Fist could be comparable to the innate top-grade martial arts.

But even so, there was still no one in front of him, which brought him great shock.

Dragon and Tiger Fist is such a terrifying martial art.

"Several friends, I was frightened."

The bald monk killed three bandits in one move, making all the young men who had not yet gotten up in the ruined temple dumbfounded.

It took me a long time to wake up and was very excited.

"Senior, are you a master of Xuantian Sect?"

"This is the Dragon and Tiger Fist that shocks the Qin Dynasty. It's incredible."

"Senior, just now...we are so clumsy..."

A group of teenagers were a little at a loss and speechless.

It’s not their fault, even though Lin Yun experienced many life and deaths in Qingyang County, he was shocked.

What's more, they?

"Don't call me senior, I'm not a few years older than you."

"What's the name? Is it called the Dharma number?"

"I almost forgot the magic name. The warriors from Qintian County prefer to call me Mr. Liushang."

The bald monk smiled slightly and said softly.

Mr. Liushang!

Lin Yun raised his eyebrows, a little incredible. This is a big shot.

The Eighth Prince of the Imperial Capital is the strongest among the younger generations in the four major sects in Qintian County and the Qintian Academy.

Even Bai Lixuan and Si Xueyi are not considered a person. Of course, it is mainly because these two people are too young.

After a while, we will judge the Ba Jun again, and both of them have great opportunities.

When the bald monk told him about his identity, the other teenagers felt that they were almost dizzy and did not expect to meet such a legendary figure.

Lin Yun was slightly shocked, but he didn't expect that this monk would only say that he would close the door.

It would be Mr. Liu Shang, one of the eight princes of the imperial capital.

But it should be true, depending on his strength.

"Brother Liushang, if you want to become stronger, you have to become bald?"

Li Wuyou asked weakly in the joy and excitement of the young men.

When Mr. Liu Shang heard this, the corner of his mouth twitched and forced a smile: "No, I am not a monk either, I am just studying Buddhism deeply."

Lin Yun almost laughed out loud, and Li Wuyou was actually interesting.

Even Mr. Liu Shang dared to make jokes. If the other party was really angry, he would not dare to think about the consequences.

Mr. Liushang was obviously not so stingy and continued to smile: "Several friends, what do you think of me in the Dragon and Tiger Fist?"

"powerful!"

"fear!"

"Invincible!"

The young man present praised without exception.

"Then how good is it to join my Xuantian Sect?"

Mr. Liushang showed a satisfied smile on his face, and said what he really wanted to say, and his eyes intentionally fell on Lin Yun and Li Wuyou.

"Can we join Xuantian Sect?"

A group of teenagers were immediately ecstatic, especially when they saw the terrifying power of the Dragon and Tiger Fist just now.

"Xuantian Sect is not bad at all... The eighth son of the imperial capital actually came forward to recruit disciples in person."

At this moment, a crisp and pleasant laughter sounded from the temple.

The girl in the blue skirt smiled sweetly, and the eyes of the boys could not be moved away immediately.

I saw a sloppy old man walking out of the pile of thatched trees in the dilapidated temple and walked out in a drunken state.
To be continued...