Martial arts Dazhutian

Chapter 157 The Great Power Tianlong
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On the north wall of Mengzhou, a group of soldiers was patrolling back and forth holding torches.

The last person in the team suddenly felt a strange noise coming from behind him.

"Who?!"

"choke~"

The soldier suddenly drew his sword and turned his head.

When the others heard the shout, they also quickly turned around and drew their knives.

Then I saw a gray shadow soaring into the sky from the inner side of the city wall, and without stopping, it straddled the nearly three-foot-wide military path, skimmed the outer female wall, and flew down.

This team of soldiers hurried to the outer parapet and threw the torches down the wall in order to see this person clearly.

But the torch was still falling in the air, so they saw the figure floating across the moat by the moonlight, heading for the northwest.

It seems that there is still something on its shoulders.

Flower thief? !

The leader of the corporal immediately remembered the incident of flower pickers in the city in the past two days, and was about to give an order when the sound of clothes fluttering came from behind him.

Several people hurriedly turned around, but they didn't see anyone.

"above!"

One of the soldiers raised his knife and pointed upwards.

Only then did everyone see that there was a man in white clothes above them, with his hands behind his back, stepping on the air, he had passed over their heads, and fell directly to the outside of the city.

When the man in white passed over his head and flew farther away, they realized that the man was bald and the white clothes were monk robes.

Monk in white?

Is this chasing the man in front?

"Go, report to Lord Sun and find the trace of the flower picker!"

The corporal stared at the distant figure outside the city, and said.

"Boss, it's so late, let the brothers"

"Just go if you're told, cut the fucking nonsense!"

The corporal stared and turned his head, and scolded.

He was thinking in his heart, if he didn't report it at this time, who would sneak up and tell Shangfeng after a while?
The voices of the two people spread far away at night, and Huang Lin, who had already crossed the moat, raised the corners of his mouth slightly when he heard it.

This effect is what I want!
Otherwise, with his ability, the defenders of the city can completely prevent the traces from being discovered.

Yun Zhonghe's lightness kung fu is rare in the martial arts world.

At this time, he was closely followed for more than ten miles, but he didn't notice it.

He thought to himself now, he was so happy to be in the depths of the woods.

Just as he was imagining the scene of the woman on his shoulder struggling and begging for mercy, a voice suddenly came from the front.

"Amitabha!"

"The benefactor must be tired after driving the people for so long, right? Why don't you let the poor monk do it for you?"

Heck! ! !
He was still running fast, but the voice kept ringing three feet ahead, but there was no one there under the moonlight.

"Who?!"

Yun Zhonghe's fine hairs exploded all of a sudden.

He hurriedly stopped, threw away the person on his shoulders, picked up his weapon and scanned around.

"The benefactor is indeed tired."

This time the voice came from the top of his head. Holding a long-handled steel claw in each hand, he hurriedly looked up.

Then he saw a white shadow passing over his head with hands behind his back, and after lightly tapping on the treetop, he turned around and clasped his hands together, and slowly floated down.

This light work? !

Yun Zhonghe's pupils tightened, and the steel claws in his hands tightened, and said in a harsh voice:

"Grandmaster, what's the point of chasing him late at night? I, Yun Laosi, don't seem to have offended Shaolin Temple, right?"

Apart from Shaolin, he couldn't think of any other young monks with such high martial arts in Jianghu.

"Amitabha. The poor monk has no flowers. I have seen the cloud benefactor."

Huang Lin held the Buddha string in his right hand, raised his left hand and nodded towards Yun Zhonghe.

Secretly, he was quickly adjusting his breath.

The injury hasn't healed yet, it's a bit tiring to act like this!

No flowers?Not from Shaolin?

There was a hint of surprise in Yun Zhonghe's eyes.

When did such a terrifying young monk appear in other temples?

"Master Wuhua chased Yunmou late at night, but something happened?"

The monk in front of him was unbelievably strong in both internal strength and lightness kung fu, he dared not relax at all.

"Your Excellency, please die!"

Huang Lin, who adjusted his breath a little, has already slowed down.

Before the words were finished, the person had swept up obliquely and drifted towards the crane in the cloud.

In the air, the person took the Buddha string with his left hand and put his palm up in front of his chest, and slightly opened the five fingers of his right hand, and went to cover the crane in the cloud.

Big Nine Heavens Hand!

Obviously it's just a fleshy palm, but in the eyes of the crane in the cloud, it seems to cover the sky and the sun, covering all around itself.

There is no way to hide!
He has never seen such a palming technique!
You can only cross a pair of steel claws in your hands to resist.

But when the opponent's right palm was about to hit the steel claw, he flipped his palm and swept his fingertips towards the intersection of the steel claw.

Yun Zhonghe suddenly felt a strong force coming from the steel claws in his hand.

Immediately, the weapon was pulled away by that jade-like palm.

He was horrified in his heart, and saw that the other party retracted his fingers into a fist, and hit him directly in the chest!

Great Demon Fist!

too close!He had no time to think of other ways!
Fortunately, the feeling of being enveloped all around disappeared, Yun Zhonghe stomped on his feet and retreated hastily.

"Pfft~"

Unfortunately, he was still hit by a fist.

Huang Lin frowned slightly, he didn't dare to use too much energy, this punch missed the real point.

The other party only suffered some minor injuries.

He failed to kill Yun Zhonghe in one shot, but saw the other party spit out blood, let out a strange cry, and ran away.

With an unlucky "Bah" in his heart, Huang Lin tapped his toes and chased after him.

At this time, Yun Zhonghe even lost one of the steel claws in his hand, so he ran as fast as he could.

This run is ten miles away.

But he still couldn't distance himself from the young monk who was ten feet away behind him.

I was crying in my heart.

And Huang Lin was also annoyed in his heart, if it wasn't for his meridians being injured and he didn't dare to use his true energy, how could he have followed Yun Zhonghe for so long.

You can faintly see the Mengzhou City Wall in front of you!
Both of them rushed forward sullenly, Yun Zhonghe was already sweating profusely and his face was pale.

His internal strength is generally low among people of the same level. He suffered some slight injuries to his lungs during the fight just now. Now that he has fled such a long distance, his chest is already on fire.

Seeing that the city wall was getting closer and closer, a gleam of joy appeared on Yun Zhonghe's face.

Into the city, there is a chance to escape!
"Dawei Tianlong!"

Just as he was thinking about his escape plan after entering the city, a voice, like the roar of a ghost from hell, directly exploded in his mind.

Yun Zhonghe staggered in an instant, as if he was drunk, took two crooked steps forward, and then threw himself on the ground.

The ghostly wind roars!
Injure people with sound, shake the enemy's soul, and make people lose their minds for a moment. It comes from "Nine Yin Scriptures"!
Huang Lin had no other choice.

The two long-distance martial arts, Yiyang Finger and Snap Finger Supernatural Ability, require the meridians to be fully loaded with internal force or true energy before being squeezed out.

If he dared to use these two martial arts, his injuries would get worse.

There is no other way, so I can only use sonic kung fu.

Just now I wanted to use "呔" to activate Huangquan Yinfenghou.

But when the words came to his lips, he somehow thought of "Dawei Tianlong".

Fortunately, even though it was a bit gloomy, it didn't affect the effect, and Yun Zhonghe was still tricked.

When Huang Lin came close, Yun Zhonghe's forehead was less than two inches from the ground, and he just woke up.

Yun Zhonghe didn't have time to think about it, and then he was about to jump and run again with his hands on the ground, and there was a whistling sound behind him.

It seems that something came out of nowhere.

"Crack~"

A string of Buddhist beads hit his back, and Yun Zhonghe spat out a mouthful of blood again, and he fell to the ground.

"Da~"

"Da~"

The footsteps were getting closer and closer, and Yun Zhonghe, who knew that he could no longer escape from the monk's grasp, turned over and sat on the ground, moving backwards with both hands and feet, and shouted:

"Master, spare your life!"

"Master, please forgive me, I won't dare again."

Huang Lin didn't answer. When passing by the Buddha string on the ground, Void grabbed it, and a gust of air stirred up the Buddha string on the ground, and the Buddha string jumped up and fell into Huang Lin's hands.

"Big, big master."

Yun Zhonghe's eyes were straightened, he was sure that the other party was not Qiao Feng, nor Wuhua!

This is Shaolin Temple's Dragon Capture Kung Fu!
With a smile on his face, Huang Lin walked up to Yun Zhonghe with a benevolent brow and lightly patted his shoulder with his right hand.

Yun Zhonghe was now powerless to resist, and could only pray that the other party would not kill him.

"Bah~"

Yun Zhonghe, pawn!
He looked up at the top of the city that was covered with torches.

"Amitabha!"

"The kidnapped woman is in the forest more than ten miles to the northwest."

Huang Lin chanted the Buddha's name, told the location of the victim, and then withdrew and left.

"Master Sun, do you want to chase after me?"

Two or thirty people gathered on the top of the city wall, and it was the corporal leader who had been patrolling before who spoke.

"Go to a group of people and find the victimized woman."

"Two people go out and carry the corpse in, and the monk will not be concerned."

Sun Qingbin just received the news from the patrolling soldiers, so he rushed over.

After staying at the top of the city for a while, seeing that there was nothing to do, he was about to go down to the city to go back to rest, when he heard a "Dawei Tianlong" like a ghost howling.

Then he saw clearly what happened next.

He has a lot of knowledge and knows some things in the world, so he has some guesses about the monk's identity, but he just needs to ask someone to confirm it.

But that person is not very easy to invite, it seems that I have to find Su Zhizhou to come forward!

(End of this chapter)