The long stick in Master Nian Ci's hand changed very quickly. In the whistling shadow of the stick, the old man in white suddenly retracted his right palm. He suddenly leaned back, kicked the ground with both feet, and retreated in a mess.

At this moment, "Woo", the long stick in Master Nian Ci's hand was already carrying a gust of wind, and it was rubbing the bulging clothes on the old boy's chest.

The boys around saw the old man in white retreating in a mess, and a group of people raised their weapons in their hands and rushed forward. At this time, Master Nian Ci's face turned pale. She saw a group of gangsters coming and raised her feet forward.

Take a step, raise the long stick in your hand and hit it forward.

Just then, Master Tianjue suddenly shouted in a low voice: "Nianci, retreat, light the torch!" Master Nianci stopped, and a stick with his right hand danced in front of her, and she followed her left foot gently

As soon as she got off the ground, she retreated to Master Tianjue in a flash. She looked at the criminals who were forced back by her stick shadow, and turned to the side yard with a wooden stick.

At this time, the old man in white who was forced to retreat by Master Nian Ci had already stood firm beside the old man in black. He looked at Master Nian Ci who was retreating with a stick in shock.

He really didn't expect that the middle-aged nun in front of him had such excellent stick skills and light skills. He stared at Master Nian Ci's back in a daze, and suddenly shouted angrily: "Slutty nun, you are looking for death!"

At this moment, the old man in black next to him pushed him away, and he turned around and snatched the sword handed over by a boy behind him. He held the scabbard with his left hand and pulled out more than one meter long with a "click" in his right hand.

A ray of cold light immediately appeared in the bright column of light of the flashlight.

The boy raised the long sword in his hand, pointed at the Tianjue Master standing in front and shouted angrily: "Old guy, it seems you are really looking for death!" With the roar, he held the black scabbard in his left hand and the right hand

He raised his sword and shook it hard. He raised his foot and rushed towards Master Tianjue standing in front.

At this time, the old man in white who was pushed away by him grabbed his arm. He shouted in anger: "Dragon, you all fucking back. I want to save them with your own hands!"

As he said that, he snatched the sword in his second child's hand. A nun with a serious injury in his left arm actually forced him back with just a long stick in his hand. This was indeed a great shame to him.

The boy who was holding a weapon behind him saw the old man in white furious, and they stopped quickly. The three boys raised the flashlight in their hands and shone at the old man in the yard.

The old man in white snatched the sword from his younger brother's hand and suddenly danced a sword light in front of him. He raised his foot and took a step forward. At this time, his two small eyes were shooting a fierce light, staring closely.

Master Tianjue was shining by several beams of flashlights.

He took a deep breath and stabilized his anger. He looked at Old Ni in front of him and said coldly: "I didn't expect that in our mountains, there are experts like you who are still hidden. OK,

Sure enough, it’s a bit strange. No wonder the four young masters of my Hu family who have been practicing martial arts for more than 20 years were all injured by you. Hehe, it seems that if I don’t save you today, my Hu family will not be able to gain a foothold in this mountain!”

The old boy had already seen that the two nuns in front of him did have internal skills and excellent light skills. But he also saw from the sticks that Master Nian Ci had just swung, that the middle-aged female nun was not skilled.

She is tall, but she is very skilled in light. She uses her fast body skills and sharp stick techniques to force herself to retreat by surprise. In terms of her skills, she is far inferior to herself.

The old nun in front of him was short and dry. Although there was a cold breath on her body, her thin body seemed to be blown down by a gust of wind. He was confident that the old nun in front of him would not even have internal strength.

How high?

When the old man in white thought of this, he showed a look of disdain on his face. He then turned his head and looked at the door of the Zen room. When he saw Wan Lin, he was stunned for a moment, and a sarcastic look suddenly appeared on his face.

He then turned his head and looked at the old nun in front of him and said coldly: "Hehe, I didn't expect that there was a little white face in the nunnery. It seems that this is not a quiet place. Hehe, I will clean up the portal for you Buddhism today and shovel it.

Flat this dirty nunnery!”

Before the boy finished speaking, an angry look flashed across Wan Lin's face. His body shook and suddenly rushed out of the door of the Zen room. Before everyone could see his figure clearly, he had already appeared in front of the old man in white like lightning

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The old man in white was shocked! He didn't expect that the young man, who was not old, was so fast. He suddenly stepped back half a step and swung his sword forward with his right hand.

At this moment, Wan Lin let the sword light stabbed from the other party's right hand side, and his left palm went straight to the other party's chest! The pupils in the white-clothed old man suddenly narrowed his eyes, and he raised his left hand quickly.

Wan Lin grabbed it from his wrist, retracted his sword with his right hand and stabbed it at the figure in front of him.

At this time, Wan Lin's left palm suddenly retracted, and took half a step toward the side. He grabbed the opponent's right hand that was suddenly raised, and slapped the old boy with a "splash" palm.

On the left face!

Wan Lin was angry with his palm, and a powerful internal force was on his palm. Amid the crisp slap, the old man in white felt as if he was eaten by electricity, and his body was spinning half a circle with a violent blow. He opened his mouth and said "puff"

With a sound, a stream of blood was spewed out of his right hand, and the long sword pierced out of his right hand fell down. He staggered and rushed to the side, and five bright red finger marks immediately appeared on his left face.

At this moment, a red fire suddenly lit up from the dim temple. Master Nian Ci quickly lit several torches in front of the Zen room and beside the courtyard wall. The dim temple was immediately shrouded in a bright fire.

Among them.

At this time, the old man in black was staring at Master Tianjue in front of him, and knew that his brother was afraid that he would not be the opponent of this old nie, so he snatched the sword in his hand.

But he didn't expect that before his brother took action, a flash of sight suddenly appeared in front of him, and a figure rushed past him with a gust of wind, and then he saw his brother being slapped in the face.

The old man in black was stunned for a moment. He took a step forward and picked up the long sword falling from his brother's hand. He raised the long sword and danced a sword shadow and rushed straight to Wan Lin, and his mouth was angry at the same time.

He cursed: "Little bastard, seeking death!"

In the cold light, Master Tianjue, who was standing behind Wan Lin, was too shocked and shouted in his mouth: "Amitabha, let go!" She shook her body and was about to rush forward. She didn't expect this old man in black to do this.

Shameless, he actually uses weapons against his unarmed opponent!

At this moment, the sword light danced by the old man in black had already covered Wan Lin in the field, and the flying sword light brought out a sharp sound of wind. In the fire, Wan Lin's figure swayed left and right in the sword light.
Chapter completed!