now!

Zhang Junbao passed on the Qing Kong Sutra, practiced the Yi Jin Jing and yoga techniques, and integrated all the Qi in the body into one. His consciousness was chaotic, he seemed to be sleeping but not sleeping, and he seemed to be awake but not awake. He acted based on instinct. After hearing these words, he was extremely nervous.

Close your eyes and move your fists and kicks slowly!

The moves were getting faster and faster, and the body was moving from far to near, tumbling to Yi Jifeng's side. As if he sensed Yi Jifeng's side, he punched him.

At this time, Yi Jifeng had to take action even if he didn't want to.

The two exchanged punches and kicks to fight quickly. If the plot is interpreted according to the plot, Yi Jifeng is no match for Zhang Junbao. After a few punches and kicks, he was beaten back one after another. He also failed to catch a few moves when changing weapons.

However, at this time, Yi Jifeng not only practiced the body-breaking invisible sword energy, but also used the Jingqi Pill to cultivate two virtual forms. It was the time when the two were evenly matched.

The powerful and heavy fists and feet collided, and Zhang Junbao suddenly jumped into the air and landed on a stone pier. One foot was independent and his eyes suddenly opened.

Yi Jifeng pointed his hand, and an extremely powerful invisible sword energy burst out!

boom!

The stone pier exploded and rocks flew into the air. Zhang Junbao flew up amidst the explosion, spun at high speed, and landed on a large drum!

As soon as he stepped on his feet, the big drum flew up.

At the same time, Yi Jifeng raised his hand above his head and slashed down with his palm. Another invisible sword energy struck down with the aura of slashing everything.

Under the unparalleled domineering edge, the big drum shattered in response. Zhang Junbao flashed quickly, avoiding the sword energy, and bullied him again.

Faced with this kind of sword energy kung fu, close combat is the best method!

However, Yi Jifeng knew that he was not as good as Zhang Junbao with his fists and feet. He was a swordsman, and his skill in swordsmanship was his special skill. With a slight movement of his body, more than a dozen sword energy burst out from himself, with sharp edges, even if he was unconscious

Zhang Junbao, who was in chaos, could only retreat and dodge!

This decisive battle was extremely exciting. Everyone watching the battle could not help but be amazed.

"Yi Jifeng's martial arts skills are so terrifying!"

"Yes... the most unbelievable thing is that Zhang Junbao also has such superb kung fu."

"I heard clearly that Zhang Junbao was being chased and was running away in embarrassment, but this person actually concealed himself."

I don’t know how many people had their thoughts changing at that time.

At this moment, something unexpected happened between the two sides in the duel!

Yi Jifeng laughed loudly and said: "Brother Junbao is really good at boxing and kicking, but how about his weapons skills?"

As he spoke, he pointed his finger in the air, and a sharp sword flew out from the crowd and was caught in his hand.

Another show of skill in wielding a sword in the air!

On the Shaolin side, someone also threw an iron rod, but Zhang Junbao flew to catch it.

With weapons in hand, the two sides compete again.

Yi Jifeng remained motionless and his long sword flew in the air. The sky was filled with brilliant sword light. Countless sharp sword energies bloomed on the sword. Zhang Junbao instinctively shook the iron rod and shattered the bursts of sword energy in the air. A booming sound was heard under the stick.

Noise, stirring up smoke and dust.

The two of them met their opponents in chess, and they were about to encounter talented people. For a while, they were inseparable from each other.

Yi Jifeng's sword energy was vertical and horizontal, and Zhang Junbao's stick was powerful in the air.

You come and I go, it's hard to tell the winner.

Thanks to Lin Pingzhi's trick on Yi Jifeng, he finally did not lose to Zhang Junbao in this battle.

The two fought for hundreds of moves, and Zhang Junbao's dazed eyes finally regained some clarity. However, he seemed to be very confused about the current situation. He fired several sticks in succession, shattering the sword energy, and then flew up to the roof.

Stand up with your stick closed and look down.

"...Why are you? Why are you here? Why do I fight with you?"

He asked several questions in succession, with a confused look on his face, and seemed completely blank about what just happened.

"Brother Junbao has actually made so much progress? His moves are exquisite and his inner strength is strong. He is really powerful."

"What's really awesome?" Zhang Junbao still couldn't remember what happened just now.

Yi Jifeng did not say anything, but turned to Xuanzhi and said: "Master, you said Zhang Junbao is not in Shaolin Temple, what do you say now?"

"This...this..." Xuanzhi was also confused.

"Who are you, young master?"

Zhang Junbao jumped down, threw away his long stick, put his hands together and saluted: "Zhang Junbao has met the master!"

Xuanzhi was shocked: "Are you really Zhang Junbao? Why are you hiding in the Sutra Pavilion?"

"this……"

Zhang Junbao didn't know what to explain for a while and fell into silence. Among the martial arts people, there were noises from time to time, and a group of people were eager to try.

Seeing this situation, Yi Jifeng said: "Brother Junbao, I have been entrusted by martial arts people to ask you about the whereabouts of Marshal Yue's relics.

If all the heroes are in front of each other today, unnecessary disputes will arise, so please explain clearly the cause and effect."

"All right!"

Zhang Junbao thought to himself that since he had found General Feilong, Marshal Yue's relics should be revealed to the world.

"Everyone knows that I accepted orders from Marshal Yue when I was in danger, so I won't go into details. Today, in front of all the heroes and Shaolin monks, I personally handed Marshal Yue's relics to General Feilong, fulfilling Marshal Yue's last wish!"

"Is General Feilong here?"

"Who is General Feilong?"

"Hmph, whether there is General Feilong or not is another matter. Only Zhang Junbao knows about Marshal Yue's last words. Who knows whether they are true or false?"

"That is, maybe there is no such person as General Feilong at all, Zhang Junbao just made it up!"

The heroes were noisy, obviously not believing what Zhang Junbao said.

"Who said there is no Flying Dragon General?"

At this moment, a deep voice sounded. Everyone looked sideways and saw a tall monk walking over majestically. It was Master Chengkong. At this time, he no longer looked crazy at all, and every move he made was full of energy.

The demeanor of a general in the army.

However, what is a bit funny is that there is a big dark red bump on his forehead, as if it was just knocked out.

"Master, you don't still want to say that General Feilong is a cricket, do you?" Someone laughed.

"It's just that the master's words are confusing, and we won't believe it."

Zhang Junbao said in surprise: "Master, do you remember?"

Chengkong waved his hands and said with a serious face: "I am General Feilong!"

"Nonsense, you are obviously a monk, how can you look like a general?"

Some people don't believe it.

Chengkong snorted coldly and said: "Humph, I am General Feilong under the late Emperor Qinzong. When the Jin people invaded Bianliang, the late Emperor was captured. I was escorted to the north with the late Emperor. The late Emperor tried every means to entrust a little princess to me.

I hope I can take the little princess out of the clutches of the golden man..."

Chengkong sighed, seeming to remember the situation back then.

"But I didn't do my job well, and I was ambushed by the Golden Man during my escape. Not only was the little princess missing, but I myself was seriously injured and became crazy. Later... I wandered around and became a monk in the Shaolin Temple."

There was reminiscence and remorse on his face, as if he felt deeply ashamed of his trust in the late emperor, which resulted in the loss of the little princess.

Yi Jifeng had long known the cause and effect from Lin Pingzhi. He came here to solve such a matter. Hearing this, he said to Zhang Junbao: "Brother Junbao, since you have found General Feilong, tell him Marshal Yue's last wish."

, so that this matter can be settled as soon as possible."

Zhang Junbao said seriously: "That's fine! But Marshal Yue said that this matter can only be told to General Feilong!"

After that, he ignored the expressions of others, pulled Chengkong aside, and whispered.

Zhang Junbao muttered a few words, Chengkong nodded, and then walked alone to the martial arts people.

Seeing them finish speaking, Yi Jifeng asked: "Excuse me, master, is the little princess you just mentioned still alive?"

Chengkong sighed: "I don't know anymore. I was seriously injured and separated from the little princess. However... this time, Marshal Yue brought back news about the little princess."

He did not hesitate to tell the secret of Marshal Yue's relics.

"Master is saying... Marshal Yue's relics are about the little princess?" Yi Jifeng asked.

"Yes... the relic is a clue to find the little princess. Marshal Yue hopes that there are righteous people in the world who can help find the little princess. In the name of the little princess, he can report to the court, drive Qin Hui out, call for the Northern Expedition, and return our mountains and rivers to me."

As soon as the words are spoken, people's hearts are in a state of flux.

I don’t know how many people believe it?

Yi Jifeng thought that if these people were not allowed to see the relics, they might not give up completely, so he said: "In that case, why don't master take out the relics. If everyone knows the clues, they can also help find the whereabouts of the little princess!"

Chengkong looked around and saw the scorching eyes of the heroes, who seemed to have not given up on the relics. He couldn't help but secretly sighed, expecting these people to find the little princess was tantamount to wishful thinking, but if these people were not allowed to give up, not only Zhang Junbao but also Shaolin would be at peace.

No.

"Okay, I'll go get Marshal Yue's relics!"
To be continued...