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Chapter 592 No one can escape

Seeing his sweetheart again, Abbot Dehui's most immediate reaction was to be excited, his heart beating wildly and almost jumping out of his chest. However, when he saw that Miaoyu was as indifferent as twenty years ago and didn't care about him, he thought that he had escaped.

After entering the empty gate, he should not have other thoughts. He tried hard to force himself to be calm.

In the distance, the guardians of Yushe and the five hall masters launched a fierce attack on Pi Qingshan. Hearing a familiar voice, Yuan Tieshan couldn't help but look over and shouted in surprise: "Master..."

The shouts of the disciples who closed the door attracted the attention of Abbot Dehui, and he immediately found Pi Qingshan fighting with him and Gong Yangzhi on the other side. Although he became a monk, he never saw through the world of mortals. He never forgot the girl he had a crush on back then, and he also protected her.

Helping the apprentice, they adopted the management method of sheep herding, which resulted in the five great monks not being very good at practicing Kung Fu but being lazy. When they saw the two enemies who injured the apprentice, their faces showed anger. The Zen staff paused on the ground and made a thud sound.

, splashing sparks.

The abbot is angry, and the consequences will be serious!

With a kick of his right foot on the ground, Abbot Dehui jumped up like a ferocious eagle. He jumped up again on his toes midway, and when he got closer, he held the staff in both arms and smashed it down condescendingly.

The four-eared Zen staff made a roaring sound and came straight to the top of Pi Qingshan's head. The energy surged with the force of a thousand pounds, and the momentum was astonishing.

Suddenly a powerful enemy appeared and attacked. Pi Qingshan quickly dodged and pierced with the Qiankun Pen in his left hand, and said angrily: "Who are you?"

"Wow, Leng Leng," the Zen staff shook and turned around, and the sharp point at the end poked the enemy's chest.

As the saying goes, "An inch long, an inch strong!" The Zen staff had a great advantage in the fight, and Abbot Dehui was quick enough to attack, so he could attack before the Qiankun Pen reached his body, and the end of the Zen staff could reach him first.

The enemy's chest is absolutely powerful.

Pi Qingshan was shocked. Unexpectedly, his opponent's weapon came first, and he retreated in panic. A mandarin duck knife struck at an angle and landed on his right arm. He immediately cut a gash, and the flesh turned out and oozed blood.

, he grinned in pain.

The person holding the two mandarin duck swords is Xu Yaoruo. Even though he is as beautiful as a flower and more charming than his daughter, his attacks are absolutely ruthless and there is no trace of sloppiness.

Seeing the girl's sharp sword skills, Abbot Dehui's eyes flashed with surprise. Sure enough, heroes have been born since ancient times. This girl's martial arts skills are so good. She is not inferior to my disciple Tieshan! In his heart, he has always considered this closed disciple

I was proud and thought that no one in the younger generation in Jianghu could make a difference. Unexpectedly, I met another strong junior in Jiangyang, and she was also a girl.

At a glance, Abbot Dehui didn't realize that he was a boy, but instead thought that he was a girl!

While waving his Zen staff and continuing to attack, Abbot Dehui snorted: "Why, didn't you recognize me? We are old acquaintances?"

Since the monk joined the battle, Pi Qingshan immediately became confused and injured. He secretly wondered whether the other party was some famous master. At this time, he looked intently and took a look at the weather-beaten face. He was even more shocked, "

You...you are Mr. Fan Su Lang..."

Both of them were famous figures, and they had met each other at the Taishan Conference twenty years ago, so he recognized the identity of his new opponent.

Mr. Shan has been missing for many years and is unknown to future generations. At that time, he was the center of attention and was crowned the most handsome man in the world. He was the Prince Charming in the dreams of heroines.

He Dagang and other hall masters did not know who Mr. Shan was, but Xu Yaoruo, who was well-informed, had heard of it. A trace of surprise flashed in her eyes and she sighed: "I didn't expect that this beautiful man who had disappeared for many years would appear. It's a pity that he has so much charm."

No more, I became a monk."

Indeed, twenty years have passed, and the pretty boy of the past has turned into the old monk of today. It makes people sigh that time is really a butcher's knife!

Regarding these, Abbot Dehui took a very open view and responded with a smile: "Amitabha, what a beautiful man, he is just a rotten skin, there is nothing to regret."

Ever since he joined the battle, the five hall masters of the Yushe had no room to use, and they all stood aside. Abbot Dehui, his disciple Yuan Tieshan, and the demon Xu Yaorao made the already injured Pi Qingshan tired of dealing with it. He said angrily:

"Master Su, we have no grudges in the past and no grudges in the near future. Why are you helping them deal with me?"

Abbot Dehui scolded fiercely: "You damn fat man and that old goat beat up all five of my disciples, and you said you have no revenge. I will kill you to avenge my disciples."

"Master, what's going on? Did they beat five senior brothers?" Yuan Tieshan asked angrily.

"Hmm..." Abbot Dehui agreed, and at the same time, he waved his Zen staff with both hands and unleashed a powerful attack with the twenty-eight-way magic wand.

After receiving the affirmative answer, Yuan Tieshan became furious, "You bastard, if you dare to hit my senior brothers, I will strangle you to death..." He rushed forward as if he was desperate, and the whirring sound of his super mace was simply heart-stopping.

Pi Qingshan barely resisted the three men's attack while secretly complaining, Damn it, I didn't expect that after Mr. Shan became a monk, he not only didn't give up his martial arts, but also got better and better. He was still the master of those five fat monks. If he had known this, he wouldn't have beaten those guys.

The monks are fine.

At this point, there was nowhere to buy the regret medicine. Pi Qingshan could only try his best to fight against it, but the situation was getting worse and worse, and there was a possibility of defeat at any time.

The battle situation in the hall is becoming more and more chaotic. After Luo Sao joins the battle, the two disciples of Blood Belle, Mi Shan and Cheng Xiangye, also rush forward to help their master. The two sides are in a stalemate.

Miaoyu and Shuimei Enchantress meet their opponents in chess and will encounter a good talent. It is difficult to determine the outcome in a short period of time.

Gong Yangzhi felt quite pressured by Ju Xiang and Xiao Lian, and gradually fell into a disadvantage, which was very bad.

The one who was in the most critical situation was Tang Xuedong, who was obviously weak and out of breath. He kept retreating under Rao Meier's strong attack and couldn't hold on.

The opponent of the enemy is the friend. Based on this idea, Qiu Yu felt that it was time for him to take action. Moreover, after a long fight, Rao Meier's skills were also consumed a lot, making it easier to subdue her.

Thinking of this, Qiu Yu turned around and flew to the north. After his left foot landed on the wooden wall, he ran forward quickly, which made his body parallel to the ground. It was an absolutely difficult movement.

Witnessing this scene with their own eyes, many members of the feather club excitedly cheered loudly, "Boss is mighty!"

"Brother Yu is great!"

"OK……"

In the blink of an eye, Qiu Yu arrived at the location of Xandi Bow, stretched out his hand to pick up the strong bow and two long and sharp wolf-fang arrows, and then landed on the ground.

Holding the feather arrow between his fingers, he struggled with his arms. He pulled the powerful iron bow like a full moon. He put the wolf-fang arrow on it and took aim in an instant. He suddenly let go.

"Whoosh, whoosh!"

Two feather arrows shot out of the air, like lightning!


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