Sleeping Arhat

Chapter 282
Among the crowd in the square, three figures with well-concealed makeup were talking cautiously.

"Mother-in-law, Brother Wu is in trouble, I can't leave him alone." Xiao Zhao's fair face was smeared with yellow powder, his skin looked sallow and dry, and the beard around his mouth added a bit of masculine charm. But she is a little thin, a little thin.

Yin Limei glanced at Zhang Wuji, only to see that Zhang Wuji's eyes mostly fell on Zhou Zhiruo, she was anxious, a flash of resentment flashed across her face, and she didn't say much.

Granny Jinhua turned into an old man, bowed her back, and looked old. She came here to save Xie Xun, and she was afraid of the Persian Mingjiao, so after parting with Zhao Min, the three of them changed their appearances and dared not see each other with their real identities. people.

Granny Jinhua covered her mouth with a silk scarf, coughed and coughed twice, and when she recovered, she said: "I am not an ungrateful person, he spared my life that day, and he once saved Xiao Zhao and Ah Li, but With only the strength of the three of us, what big effect can it have."

"It's good if you can do your part, even if it doesn't help, I'm willing." Xiao Zhao's beautiful eyes were shining, clear and agile, as bright and pure as the stars in the night sky, making people afraid to look directly at them.

Granny Jinhua regained her composure and thought about it, she stood up alone and faced the crowd and said: "This old man is just a widow, and no one can bury his dead bones, so he can only expose his corpse in the wilderness, so he will never get involved in the beggars' gang and the crowd." In Shaolin's grievances."

As soon as Granny Jinhua said this, there were countless voices responding in time, they retreated more than ten feet away, far away from the Beggars' Clan and Shaolin, even if the flames of war spread, they could quickly withdraw and leave.

"The beggar gang violated the rules first, fellow martial artists, we should attack them together, otherwise, if such incidents happen again, how should we deal with them?" asked the fat monk.

"Heroes of the Ming Cult?" An old monk looked at the heroes of the Ming Cult.

"Hee hee, the beggar gang only saved one person, and they didn't bully the few with the more, or two against one, why make a fuss?" Zhou Dian was usually crazy, but now he saw it very clearly. , also need a teammate who can cooperate with Zhang Wuji.

The old monk was furious and angry, his eyebrows were long, his robe was windless, and he was imposing.Pointing at Zhou Dian, you...you...you kept talking for a long time, but didn't say anything.

In an instant, 36 monks received the order, they shouted loudly, and the formation changed, 18 people rushed to Wu Xian, and 18 people rushed to Meng Yi, forming a formation of eighteen bronze men.

Wu Xian's internal strength is long and powerful, and he could have won by delaying time, but now that Meng Yi is threatened, he can only quickly break through the formation and disintegrate the offensive of 18 people.

Seeing a flash of blue shadow, Wu Xian disappeared in place, and his fists stirred, like a mud dragon entering the sea, or a tiger entering a herd of sheep. His fist collapsed on a monk, and the monk immediately spurted blood and flew backwards, flying dozens of feet away. Far away, hitting the muddy ground, Wu Xian's punch shattered the heart of the person who came, with less air intake and more air output.

As for the other seventeen monks, the sabers in their hands fell down, and the iron rods struck, making a thumping sound.But seeing Wu Xian's figure swaying, his speed turned into a phantom, he dodged all the attacks, stretched his arms again, bent over and pushed, four monks cried out in pain, and were also sent flying.

"Low... lie..., the god descended to earth." Everyone saw Wu Xian descending like a god, and the formation formed by the eighteen monks was broken in the blink of an eye.

Li Subo leaped and landed in front of Meng Yi, blocking the other eighteen monks.The eighteen monks saw that several brothers were defeated by Wu Xian in just a short moment, and Meng Yi was surrounded by several people to protect them, so they quickly gave up on Meng Yi and turned to take Wu Xian.

"Elder Li, Brother Wu, he...he's not in the way." Meng Yi blamed himself, if he had listened to them and surrendered earlier, he wouldn't have come to this point.

"Since Elder Wu has chosen this path, he must be relying on something, so what can happen," Elder Li may see Meng Yi's expression, his face is kind and benevolent, and he said with relief: "These thieves are bald. I just want to have a fight with them, I am afraid that Cheng Kun and Shaolin Tulu are in the same group, and Cheng Kun has been hiding in the temple all the time, setting up hands and feet secretly."

"Maybe we can really force Cheng Kun out with such a force." Elder Li laughed, but there was a gleam of worry in his eyes, and no one could see it.

Wu Xian won by surprise before, relying on his lightness kung fu, his speed is unparalleled in the world, and he quickly broke through the Eighteen Bronze Man Formation.But at this time, eighteen monks were added, and the power of the formation was doubled.

Moreover, the monks panicked from the beginning and didn't know how to deal with it. At this time, they gradually changed their formation. They formed a group of two, one for attack and one for defense.

Wu Xian was in a bad mood, so he had to rush out quickly. As soon as he ran, he rushed towards the two people at a ghostly speed. Suddenly, there were six weapons coming. Wu Xian jumped, dodged in the air, and clapped his palms. There is the sound of dragons singing and tigers whistling in the wind of the palm, which is invincible and unstoppable.

Hearing a low groan of "dong", the former monk put his staff in front of him, and the monk's saber was retracted behind him, and pushed his palms on the former monk, transferring his internal energy to the former monk.

The two of them felt a huge force pushing towards them, the force was strong and fierce, like a thousand weights.Puchi, the former monk had a sweet taste in his mouth, faintly unable to hold on.

Wu Xian's eyes sharpened, and he lucked out a bit with his true energy, and he added a lot of strength, and when the time came, it was like the last straw that crushed the camel's back. The two monks stepped on a deep hole, and they couldn't resist the huge force. , Flying several feet, passed out, life and death unknown.

"Look at the stick." "Look at the knife", the rest of the monks rushed over, their sticks and knives fell down one after another, and in a short while, more than 20 weapons came at them.

There was a smile in the fat monk's eyes, now I see how you resist.

"Ah." Zhao Min exclaimed, Xiao Xianzi will be fine.Her fair face was as red as fire, a little anxious and a little regretful, if I had known earlier, I should have called soldiers and horses earlier, and the danger of the beggar gang could have been relieved.

Zhao Min took out the signal flare from her bosom, her eyes were full of worry and concern, she raised her slender hand, and was about to send out a signal, she couldn't help but let out a "huh", but the situation changed in her beautiful eyes, Wu Xian No injuries at all.

With a wave of his right hand, Wu Xian used the boxing moves in Taijiquan, and his internal strength used the method of borrowing force in "The Great Shift of the Universe", and his internal strength is so deep that he can do it almost effortlessly. Wrapped with five sticks and knives, they changed the direction of their strength and hit the monks on the other side.

Repeatedly like this, Wu Xian only waved his hands three times to defuse all the offensives. He took advantage of the situation, and his fists came in a chain. It was so fast that it stunned all the heroes present.

(End of this chapter)