Shaolin Bajue

Chapter 1546

As soon as Fang Jianming heard this, he immediately knew that the Sutra Pavilion in the back mountain had also been besieged by the Xinmeng, and was about to rush over, but on second thought, he was afraid that Xuanyuan Li and others would turn around, and felt that although his martial arts were high, he might not be able to handle it.

"Jianming, don't worry, these devils don't dare to come back. If they really come back, I will kill them all."

Juedian threw the dragon stick on the ground, and with a "bang", a large piece was cracked under his feet, exuding a powerful aura all over his body.

Fang Jianming said: "That's good. In case the other party really turns around, if you can't handle it, let out a whistle to call me, and I will come right away." While speaking, the man has already risen from the ground, and he is rushing toward the back mountain like a Run like a stream arrow.

Just when Fang Jianming left the training ground and rushed to the back mountain.Outside the Sutra Pavilion of Shaolin Temple, people were divided into two sides, one side was the aggressive Xinmeng masters with different clothes and colors, and the other side were monks from Shaolin Temple.

In the center of the field, Chan Master Dafang and Monk Peng, both dressed in monk robes, were lowering their hands to each other, their heads steaming white.Chan Master Dafang was sweating profusely, his lips were tightly closed, obviously trying his best.On the other hand, Monk Peng, with faint sweat on his forehead, looked more relaxed than Zen Master Dafang.

"Den, Deng, Deng."

After three footsteps, Chan Master Dafang took three steps back, pale, and fell into the arms of his first disciple "Little Dharma" Qingyuan.

"Master." Qingyuan and Qingxuan shouted loudly.

"Old master." More than 30 young monks shouted in unison.

"Dafang, you lost."

Monk Peng carried his hands on his back, and couldn't help showing a smug look on his face.Although his seniority is much higher than that of Chan Master Dafang, it is indeed a very impressive thing to defeat Chan Master Dafang.

So far, Monk Peng is the first person who can defeat Zen Master Dafang and become famous, and he may be the last person.Because he has already seen that Zen Master Dafang is on the verge of oil lamps from ancient to modern times.

"It's a pity, it's a pity..." Monk Peng said with a smile: "...it's a pity that Master Shi Wukong has been dead for many years. If he is still alive, I would like to meet him for a while. If I can defeat him, wouldn't it be a more important thing?" Pleasant thing."

Suddenly, he withdrew his smile and said: "Dafang, the glory of Shaolin Temple is gone forever. Are you going to return with these remnants of soldiers, or are you willing to hand over the treasure of Shaolin?"

Zen Master Dafang smiled sadly, and said: "Master Peng, besides the scriptures in the Sutra Pavilion, what treasures do I have in Shaolin Temple? If you want to take it, just take it."

Monk Peng shouted: "Dafang, don't play sloppy eyes with me. I used to be the leader of the Southern Sect of the White Lotus Sect and one of the leaders of the Red Scarf Army. Haven't you heard of the legend more than 110 years ago?"

Chan Master Dafang said, "What legend?"

Just as Monk Peng was about to say something, his expression suddenly changed, and without seeing what he was doing, he turned upside down with great dexterity, and with a flick of his wide robe sleeves, he turned into seven sleeve shadows, unpredictable in reality.

With a sound of "bang", Fang Jianming rushed over and pointed out, colliding directly with the sleeve of the robe.The two moved to the extreme, after exchanging a move, before the others saw it clearly, they lost their figure and were startled like a flying bird, one landed in front of Shaolin monks, and the other landed in front of Xinmeng masters.

The one who landed in front of the Shaolin monks was Fang Jianming, and the one who landed in front of the Xinmeng masters was Monk Peng.After Monk Peng landed, the soles of his feet moved slightly, he flicked his robe sleeves, and put one hand behind his back, as if he was covering up something.

Fang Jianming sneered in his heart and said: "Monk Peng, Monk Peng, I thought you would be pampered and pampered this month, but I didn't expect you to make rapid progress. Fortunately, you didn't slack off, otherwise, it would be more than just a finger hole on the sleeve of your robe. Simple."

Monk Peng was suspicious in his heart, thinking: "Who is this kid, and why is his skill so profound. I learned this 'sleeve blowing seven moves' from a secret book of Immortal Valley in the past month. I never expected to give this kid a The move has been broken." He focused on Fang Jianming, without saying a word.

At that time, a group of masters from Xinmeng rushed up and gathered around Monk Peng, ready to go.Before he could make a move, a strong momentum surged out and rolled towards Fang Jianming.

Fang Jianming simply acted to the end, hugging his arms in front of his chest, like a majestic martial arts man, resisting that momentum outside his feet.

"Dare to ask your lord Gao's name." Monk Peng waved his hand to let the people on the left and right disperse their momentum, looking at Fang Jianming and asked.

Fang Jianming still crossed his arms and said coldly: "Nobody."

Monk Peng laughed loudly, and said: "With your honor, if you are just a nobody, the world is so big, I'm afraid you won't be able to find a big man again."

Fang Jianming said: "In Lao Tzu's eyes, only people like Yue Fei, Wen Tianxiang, and Yu Qian can be considered big men."

Monk Peng shouted: "Okay, well said, Your Honor's insight is really different." After a pause, he said: "Does Your Honor have friendship with Shaolin?"

Fang Jianming thought about it, and said: "As long as I am pleasing to the eye, I have friendship with me." This answer is quite clever, Monk Peng is very scheming, not only can't find any flaws, but Fang Jianming ridiculed him a bit.

"Boy, you are so brave. How dare you speak to Lord Zuo Zhizun in such a tone. If you want to leave this place, apologize to Lord Zuo Zhizun quickly." Someone shouted.

Fang Jianming glanced at this person, saw that the other person was a man in his forties, and asked casually, "What's your name?"

The man said: "Grandpa's surname is Wei, and his name is..." Before he finished speaking, he screamed and threw it.Monk Peng wanted to stop him, but he was a step too late.

At this moment, the man surnamed Wei had already fallen into Fang Jianming's hands, and his whole body was limp, clearly following Fang Jianming's tricks.

Everyone was shocked, thinking that although this man from Xinwei was not well-known, his martial arts were no less than that of the elders of the school, so it was too inconceivable that Fang Jianming was taken away so silently.

As the Zuo Zun of the Xinmeng, Monk Peng couldn't save his subordinates in time, so he couldn't help but lose face, clenched his fists into the sleeves of his robe, sneered twice, and said: "Your honor, it's best not to act recklessly and become an enemy of the Xinmeng. , there is nowhere to hide in the world!"

Fang Jianming said: "It's late." Throwing the man surnamed Wei forward, the man surnamed Wei remained motionless, like a dead dog.

Monk Peng's countenance changed suddenly, but he didn't dare to act rashly.

Don't look at him asking who Fang Jianming is, in fact, he already suspects that the big man in front of him is Fang Jianming in disguise.The scene of Fang Jianming fighting against the seven Miao kings alone in the battle of Mount Emei is still vivid in his memory.

The seven Miao kings who have become "medicine men" are so powerful that Monk Peng thinks it is difficult to win, let alone Fang Jianming, who has defeated the seven Miao kings and has improved a lot recently?
(End of this chapter)