Flower Stealing Master Chapter 671: Zhang Sanfeng VS Sweeping Monk

As soon as Zhang Sanfeng's voice fell, he transported Tai Chi Jin to draw Du'er and Du Jie's long whip.

There is a vigorous internal force on the black cord. The two monks noticed that there was another weird internal force from the black cord. They found that the two long lashes were smashed together uncontrollably, and they cried out "bad" in their hearts. , Immediately after the internal force on the opponent's black rope was overwhelming, the two monks shook together.

The three monks are brothers, the difference in martial arts is not big, and the martial arts is obviously higher without the transition. When Du'er is hit by the internal force, he spit out a mouthful of blood, and the blood inside his body churned out. The ground was so powerful that he lost his combat effectiveness at that moment.

Although Du'er is in better condition, it's not much better. Du Jie's full blow made his chest numb. After a few breaths, his body was numb, and his internal strength suddenly stagnated. If it's normal It’s also ≧≧≧, ★.↘≠.♂It’s okay. In such a short time, he can straighten out the true energy in his body with a little breath adjustment, but what kind of character is Zhang Sanfeng, who has already shot, how can he give the other party a breather? ?

When Du Nan saw the other party's shot, the two brothers lost their fighting power in an instant. They were shocked. With a shake of their long whip, they attacked behind Zhang Sanfeng, hoping to stop him for a moment, and let Du'e ease his breath. .

Song Qing chuckled, sucking a handful of pine needles on the ground, and blasting away from the face with internal force, just like the torrential rain pear flower needles of Tangmen's powerful hidden weapon in the world. The face of the disaster changed slightly, and he hurried to the side to hide. , But the black cable in his hand didn't stop at all, and he still swept towards Zhang Sanfeng's back.

Suddenly there was a warning sign in the crisis, and it suddenly appeared that Song Qing, who was still a few meters away before, was standing beside him and smiling at himself, and he couldn't help but burst into a chill: "Is this really a light work in the world... …"

This was his last thought before the acupuncture points were blocked. The black cable lost power, and when halfway through the flight, it fell directly to the ground.

Song Qing secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, I had to be distracted and rescued from a difficult situation. In addition, I didn't know the details of my light work, so I could control him so easily, otherwise it would really take some effort.

At this time, Zhang Sanfeng also sealed Du'er's main points. Seeing Song Qing overcame the difficulties so quickly, his eyes were full of appreciation.

"After the investigation, we will leave immediately." Zhang Sanfeng said in a low voice, Song Qing nodded and said yes, the two of them flashed, and then went to the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion.

Just opened the door, before they had time to check the situation inside, the two of them suddenly changed their expressions and hurriedly put their palms on their chests, and soon a powerful force came and intersected the palms of the two of them. The figure shook involuntarily.

The two looked intently. At the door, a thin monk in a green robe was holding a broom, arching and sweeping the floor. This monk is not young, his sparse long beards are completely white, his actions are slow, he is weak, and he doesn't look like he has martial arts.

But the two dare not look down on each other in the slightest. After all, this skinny old monk was just one enemy and two, and he was shocked to shake their figures at the same time. Although the other was waiting for work, the two were caught off guard, but the result of the battle was also Proud enough.

"I don't know where the expert visits the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion in the middle of the night?" Although the surface of the sweeping monk was calm at this time, his heart was stormy. I don't know how many years since, he has a feeling that he will be the top of the mountain and see the small mountains. Many long-established masters in the world can't even take one of his tricks. I didn't expect that in the confrontation just now, they gathered momentum, but they were shocked by blood and blood. What is the coming of these two people in front of them?

Zhang Sanfeng glanced at Song Qing, and he was very grateful that what Qing said was true. This Shaolin Buddhist Scripture Pavilion had hidden such a super master. If Qing hadn’t reminded him, he would come to Shaolin Temple rashly. With malicious intentions, it is really possible that oneself will be folded on this Shaoshi Mountain.

The sweeping monk looked at the old Taoist man in front of him, standing there casually as if Yuan Yu Yuezhi, with an unfathomable look, couldn't help being surprised: Could it be him?

When my eyes turned to Song Qing, I was even more surprised: "It turned out to be the donor of Song. The donor not only cured the meridians of his body, but also learned this terrifying ability. The strange situation is beyond the accident of the old monk. "

Song Qing hurriedly stepped forward to salute: "Song Qing, the younger generation, has met his seniors. Fortunately for his guidance, the younger generation's life has only taken a turn for the better."

"Lao Na didn't give any substantive suggestions at the beginning, so he didn't dare to take credit." The sweeping monk deliberately asked the other party how to repair the meridians, but now is not a good time to chat, he has to turn to Zhang Sanfeng, "Is this this one? Is this Zhang Zhenren from Wudang?"

Zhang Sanfeng leaned slightly: "Pan Dao Zhang Sanfeng, I have seen a master. The master's cultivation is the first person I have ever seen in my life. Pang Dao admires him."

"There are all things in the world, and they are all dreams. What's more, in front of Zhang Zhenren, how dare a poor monk call it the first." The sweeping monk also bowed his waist and gave a bow.

Vaguely heard the voices of the Shaolin monks coming here, Song Qing said in a secret message: "Master, or you come and hold this one in front of you, I will take the opportunity to check in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, or wait. Xuanci and the others come over, I'm afraid they won't have a chance."

Zhang Sanfeng nodded secretly: "Okay!"

Song Qing's expression rallied~IndoMTL.com~ he handed over to the sweeping monk and said, "Senior, this time we went to Shaolin at night to find out the whereabouts of my father and several uncles. If there is anything offended, Please forgive me, and the younger generation will come to apologize in the future."

As soon as the voice fell, his whole person was like a blue smoke, rushing into the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion.

"The benefactor is probably the best in the world!" The sweeping monk showed a look of surprise, his hands clasped together, and there was no movement. Song Qing suddenly felt that there was an invisible high wall in front of him, and the whole person seemed to have crashed into it. In a fishing net, a palm hits it, but the overwhelming palm has nowhere to focus, but is bounced back by the wall of air.

Song Qing's expression condensed, the wooden sword was already in his hand, and when he swung away, the wooden sword seemed to become an indestructible laser knife. The air wall in front of him was instantly divided into two, and he suddenly felt the pressure around him. It's loose.

"Huh?" The sweeping monk was even more surprised. As he was about to continue his shot, Zhang Sanfeng also moved. No matter how confident he was, he did not dare to expose his flanks to Zhang Sanfeng, the number one man in the world, so he had to let Song Qing leave. Turn around and fight with the powerful enemy in front of you.

At this time, Xuanci had led the masters of Shaolin to rush over one after another. Seeing that Sandu was wounded and restrained, Zhang Sanfeng was fighting with the sweeping monk, and he was shocked and angry: "Zhang Zhenren rushed to Shaolin forbidden land at night. Lost the clan manner!"

Zhang Sanfeng smiled bitterly. At this moment, he was full of energy on the sweeping monk in front of him. He didn't dare to speak at a critical moment, worried that he would vent his true anger and be taken advantage of by the other party.

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