Shaolin Bajue

Chapter 753 Rescue Soldiers
Hariba said that he was rushing towards Xuantong, when he saw this, he twisted his body and made a move of "Goshawk and Rabbit", the five fingers of his right hand were like hooks, and grabbed Wen Mufeng's left shoulder.Xuan Tong wanted to block Hari Bari's move for Wen Mufeng, but was entangled tightly by Da Cheng and the three Oirat masters who pounced on him. How could he take care of other things all of a sudden?

Wen Mufeng kept his master's words in mind, at this moment, without even thinking about it, he suddenly pulled out the Tianchan Saber and used the Tianchan Saber technique.The Heavenly Cicada Knife is inherently magical, and not anyone can use it. The reason why it can be used by Wen Mufeng is because Wen Mufeng has the true energy of the Heavenly Cicada in his body, and secondly, it feels that Wen Mufeng will become the next generation. A generation of masters.

As soon as the Heavenly Cicada Saber Technique was used, the violent air rose, the cicadas danced, and the cicadas groaned endlessly. Seeing that Haribari's big hand as hard as steel was about to fall on Wen Mufeng's shoulders, he only heard the sound of "Peng" There was a shock, and cicadas roared wildly all over the sky, and Haribari screamed as if he had been stabbed hard by a sharp needle, his right palm was bloody, his face was shocked and angry, and he retreated far away.

Although Wen Mufeng has the Heavenly Cicada Saber to protect him, he has only practiced martial arts for more than a month, and his internal strength is comparable to that of a master like Hari Bari. He stepped back and waved the Heavenly Cicada Knife to protect himself, but it also had a huge effect. Several Wala masters wanted to come up to catch him, but seeing that Haribari had suffered a big loss, no one dared to risk himself. In between, I don't know what to do.

These strokes sounded slow, but in fact, it was only in the blink of an eye. After Fang Jianming was hit by the poisoned plum blossom needle, his true energy was miraculously and quickly transferred back. After [-] minutes, he received the palm strength of the two Wala masters and knocked them back.

"It's unreasonable, I'll get rid of you, a Shaolin traitor first!" Fang Jianming didn't stop doing anything, using all his remaining skills, he used the bull's paw and slapped Dacheng from the air.

Dacheng was besieging Xuantong with three Oirat masters, when he suddenly felt a mountain of palm force coming from behind, he hurriedly turned around to receive the invisible palm force.Although Fang Jianming could only exert three layers of internal strength, it was enough to endure. In addition, he couldn't figure out why Fang Jianming didn't show any signs of poisoning after being hit by the poisonous needle. internal injury.

Just when Fang Jianming injured Dacheng, three Wala masters covered Fang Jianming and hit him with split palms. The three were afraid of his strength, and no one dared to get too close. Fang Jianming consumed too much internal energy. "Xuannv Step" to avoid it, but was also shaken by the palm wind and retreated several steps, almost falling into the big pit.

Suddenly, the sound of drums and horns of Mongolian soldiers sounded in the distance, and then there was a voice that lifted Fang Jianming's spirits, "Haha" laughed loudly, and the man said: "You Mongolian soldiers, quickly go back to your old den!" Go, or the old Taoist will tell you to come and go."

Following the words, a figure pierced the air and shot towards him. With a flick of his left sleeve, the three Mongolian soldiers suddenly turned upside down. A huge gourd in his right hand was thrown out, and it spun back and forth like electricity. Feng blocked the four tile masters.

When this man knocked down three Mongolian soldiers, he rushed to the four of them as if flying on the road, and the four of them shot like the wind, without much effort, they knocked down dozens of Mongolian soldiers to the ground in a blink of an eye.

After taking a breath, Wen Mufeng sneaked a glimpse of Dacheng about to escape, took out a throwing knife, and hit Dacheng at him.It's fine if Dacheng doesn't escape, but if he escapes, he will be in great trouble. Fang Jianming hates him to the bone, and when he senses that he is going to run, he bites his lip tightly. The palms of the masters touched each other, kicked in the air with their right foot, and rushed towards Dacheng with a burst of force.Dacheng, who was ten feet away, suddenly felt a strange force attacking him, he turned around and pushed out his palm force.

With a scream of "Ah", Dacheng covered one eye and fled desperately. He was tens of feet away in a blink of an eye. The knife hit one eye, so it was useless.

The "rescue soldiers" who came in time were all seen by Fang Jianming. The one who laughed loudly was the drunken Taoist. The four tile masters didn't expect his skill to be so tricky, and they were immediately forced to retreat again and again.

Only at this time can the four venerables mobilize their true energy. The great venerable and the second venerable saw dozens of Mongolian soldiers fall under the hands of the visitor, and they were very annoyed. To four people.

The four people who came with the drunken Taoist were rushing towards this end. At almost the same time, two of the four flew up and joined forces to show their strength. Only the sound of the dragon and the elephant and the roar of the lion were intertwined, creating a magical feeling Strength, the strength to face the Great Venerable and the Second Venerable.

When the huge forces of the two sides met, there was a loud "boom", and a strong wind rose into the sky. Because the great venerable and the second venerable were injured by Fang Jianming's terrifying true energy, more than half of their internal energy was consumed. How could it be the other two? The opponent, only heard the second venerable grunt, his face was very pale, and his internal injuries were even worse. Although the great venerable was not like the two venerables, he also felt that the power produced by the two people's joint efforts was terrifying. After being shaken to the ground, Saying "Go", stretched out his hand to grab the two venerables, and ran away in the direction where Dacheng was going away as fast as lightning.

The three venerables and the four venerables fought one move with the other two, but because their own skills were greatly damaged, they knew that they were no match for their opponents, so they quickly ran away. Seeing that the four venerables had all fled, none of them dared Stay any longer, and in a blink of an eye, they all fled outside.After Fang Jianming took over the palm strength of Haribari and a master of Wala, he felt a sweetness in his throat and he was about to vomit blood, but he held on to prevent the enemy from seeing that he was seriously injured. Hariba said Wanting to make up a palm, he hesitated for a while, and immediately lost his chance, the drunk Taoist had no opponent, he snorted coldly, rushed forward and hit the big gourd, Haribari didn't know how powerful the drunk Taoist was, so he hard-pressed the big gourd with his left hand.

The two secretly strengthened their strength, Haribari suddenly felt the pain in his tiger's mouth was about to burst, and with a "wow", he spurted out a mouthful of blood. He was injured internally. On top of other juniors.After the drunken Taoist injured Hari Bari, he was also a little angry, and secretly said: "Who is this guy, who can escape so quickly after receiving my 'Seventh Transformation Profound Qi'!"

At this time, the four people who came with the drunken Taoist performed lightness kung fu and chased after them like lightning. The four people's body skills were higher than those of the tile masters. After two hundred feet, they were about to catch up. Suddenly, two ghostly figures pierced through the air When the shot arrived, like two big eagles, the two of them went out with four palms to pat the four of them, the air wave rolled and made a loud noise.The two people who joined forces to deal with the great venerable and the two venerables let out a long roar, and joined forces again, the sound of the dragon and elephant and the roar of the lion followed one after another, and in an instant, the strength of the two people's union descended from the sky.

With a sound of "Boom", the scene was extremely frightening, the soil was flying, the energy was turbulent, and the wind was violent. Those Oirat masters took this opportunity to run with all their strength, and they went far away in a blink of an eye.

The two who didn't make a move were affected by the strong energy, and their movements were slowed down by half a beat. At this moment, a sword passed through the strong wind, and attacked the two of them for more than forty swords. The speed was so fast that it was amazing. out of breath.One of them wields a palm, the other wields a whip, they jointly confronted the enemy, they were forced back more than ten steps, the strength of the opponent's sword shocked them very much.The man who wielded the sword was about to stab the two of them with all his might, when the drunk Taoist arrived just in time, and shouted like spring thunder with his tongue: "Come here, old man!"

The man who made the sword had a sudden change of thought, he retracted his sword suddenly, turned around and swept away, between the ups and downs, there was a distance of twenty zhang, and after the two eagle-like figures fought three moves with the previous two, they let out a strange whistling sound. sound, turned around and retreated instantly.

"Yu Donghai, Kong Boduan, this princess knows that you are old with Sister Yang, I will not hurt you today, I advise you to go back and retire, if you don't cherish, next time we meet, we won't be so lucky."

The person who spoke was a sword wielder, she came and went like lightning, and seemed not to want to stay here for a while, of course Fang Jianming also heard this voice, his heart was beating wildly, and he thought to himself: "It's her!" Seeing the trace of "her", the internal injury could no longer hold on, and with a "wow", he spit out a big mouthful of blood, and his figure was shaking.

Xuantong hurriedly supported him, and called out: "Fang Shaoxia."

Zui Taoist and the others were a little annoyed at Princess Wala's rescue of those Wala masters, but they didn't dare to catch up and hurriedly turned around. The other four were Mr. Ximen, Changmei Toutuo, Yu Donghai, and Kong Boduan.

Mr. Ximen took Fang Jianming from Xuantong's hands, frowned, and said: "It's not suitable to stay here for a long time, I'd better find a safe place to discuss."

The drunk Taoist pulled up Wen Mufeng, and the crowd ran away in the opposite direction like lightning. After traveling for more than twenty miles, they came to a small valley. They found a hidden place. Mr. Ximen gently put Fang Jianming in the On the grass, he said with concern on his face: "Son, how serious are your internal injuries, do you need our help?"

Seeing everyone looking at him with concern, Fang Jianming smiled, and said, "This junior won't die yet, let this junior adjust his yuan for a while."

Seeing his pale face, the drunk Taoist said, "Boy, do you really need our help?"

Fang Jianming said: "The junior can still hold on." After speaking, he turned over and sat up, cross-legged, and adjusted himself secretly.

After everyone saw him enter the state of forgetting things and me, they walked away a little bit. The drunk Taoist sat down on a stone and drank three gulps of wine. Seeing Wen Mufeng looking at him, he grinned, reeking of alcohol He asked: "You little baby is Fang boy's apprentice, the little boy surnamed Wen."

Wen Mufeng said: "My master is not a kid."

The drunk Taoist was stunned, pointed to his nose and said: "My boy, you actually talk to the old man in such a tone, do you know who the old man is?"

Wen Mufeng said: "Aren't you a drunk Taoist?"

The drunk Taoist was stunned, Mr. Ximen smiled "hehe" and asked: "Son, since you know who this old drunkard is, you should also know who I am?"

Wen Mufeng looked at him, suddenly bowed to him, and said very respectfully: "Master Ximen, please accept Feng'er's bow."

Mr. Ximen was very unhappy, he glanced at the drunk Taoist, stroked his long beard and said: "Okay, he is really a good and sensible boy."

The drunk Taoist stared and said, "Sensible? Simon, aren't you scolding me? Little boy, do you know what your master called me?"

Wen Mufeng said: "I don't know."

The drunken Taoist was very angry, and said: "You child is too biased. You are willing to call Ximen a master, but you are reluctant to call the old Taoist a drunk grandfather. You are really mad at the old Taoist."

Wen Mufeng said: "As long as you don't call my master a kid, it doesn't matter if I call you drunk grandpa."

The drunk Taoist said: "You..." Prolonged his voice, changed his tone, and sighed: "Oh, the children nowadays are more weird than the elves. The old Tao has learned the lesson. You call the old Tao "Grandpa Zui", and the old Tao will not call you "grandfather" in the future. Your master boy is."

Wen Mufeng saluted him and shouted, "Grandpa Drunk."

Drunk Taoist is very happy, he has never enjoyed such treatment in his life.

Mr. Ximen pointed to Toutuo with long eyebrows and said to Wen Mufeng: "This Toutuo with long eyebrows, do you know what to call him?"

Although Wen Mufeng learned about the faces of many people from Fang Jianming, Fang Jianming never told him about Chang Mei Toutuo, he looked at Chang Mei Toutuo and shook his head.

Before Mr. Ximen could open his mouth, the drunk Taoist shouted first: "Don't look at him as weird. In terms of relationship, he is the nephew of your master Ximen's ancestor, and he is the same generation as your master. You call him "Long eyebrows." Master, it's not too much."

Mr. Ximen laughed, and said, "This kind of name is quite new."

Chang Meituo smiled wryly, seeing Wen Mufeng bowing to him, he hurriedly pulled him up.

The drunken Taoist pointed at Yu Donghai and Kong Boduan and said, "These two people can almost be your grandfathers in terms of age, but because their seniority is lower than ours, you can call them Uncle Yu and Uncle Kong."

Wen Mufeng yelled, Yu Donghai and Kong Boduan only had wry smiles in their hearts, especially Kong Boduan, in terms of age, he is not under the generosity of Shaolin Temple at all.However, the two of them didn't take it too seriously. Fang Jianming is now the head of the Emei Sect. From this aspect, his status is not inferior to theirs.

Because Xuantong didn't know them, he stood a little further away. At this moment, the drunk Taoist called him over and asked, "Are you the monk Xuantong who is the abbot of Lingjiu Temple in Dafu, Wutai Mountain?"

Xuantong was not angry because the other party disrespected him, put his hands together and said: "Amitabha, the poor monk is Xuantong."

The drunken Taoist smiled and said, "Master Shenyin is a Lingshi?"

Xuantong's expression changed slightly, and he said: "My master passed away for many years, I never imagined that there are still people in the world who know the old man."

The drunk Taoist said: "The beautiful monk is your senior brother?"

Xuantong asked in amazement, "How did Brother Dao know?"

The drunk Taoist laughed and said: "Don't worry about where the old Taoist heard it from, you are right in calling Dao brother, if the beautiful monk is still alive, you still have to call the old Tao brother drunk."

Xuantong said with a smile: "Brother Dao is an old friend of my senior brother. I am lucky to meet you poor monk."

The drunken Taoist said: "Let's stop talking nonsense here, please tell me what's going on."

Xuantong recounted the previous story, and at the end, he sighed: "If Fang Shaoxia hadn't arrived in time, the poor monk would have become a Mongolian prisoner, and when he wakes up from Tiaoyuan, the poor monk must thank him well. "

As soon as the words fell, Fang Jianming's voice came, and he said with a smile: "Master, please don't say that. My master and apprentice have hurt the master, so I should be the one who thanks me." Fang Jianming jumped up with a look on his face It was rosy, but it didn't look like it had been seriously injured.

Xuantong walked over to thank Fang Jianming, Fang Jianming hurriedly dodged and shouted anxiously: "Master, absolutely not, please listen to this junior first."

Xuantong said: "The poor monk listens attentively."

Fang Jianming thought for a while and said, "May I ask if Master has a brother?"

Xuan Tong was startled, and nodded.

"Dare to ask your name?"

Xuantong was even more surprised, and said: "Brother Jia's name is Taboo Wen Ruowang."

When Fang Jianming heard this, his heart was shocked, and he suddenly bowed down to Xuantong, with an indescribably respectful tone, and said: "Master, please accept this junior's bow."

Xuantong's expression changed drastically, he hurriedly pulled him up, and said: "Young man, you...why are you doing this?"

(End of this chapter)