This Jinyiwei is obviously super strong but draws too much

Chapter 109 Someone Behind
Gu Zijing's Cangyan Jiuxiao fell, but Huangfu Yushu was fine. It's not that his martial arts were so high that he could ignore such a powerful attack, but that he dodged it.

No matter how good your martial arts are, you have to hit it well. Behind Huangfu's jade book is a huge statue of Sakyamuni Buddha. If Shaolin Temple doesn't want its home to be smashed to pieces, it must be saved.

It was a good trick to bring disaster to the east, Huangfu Yushu successfully escaped, grabbed Linglong and left, Lingkong and other eminent monks were all terrified, and displayed all kinds of Shaolin stunts to protect the Buddha statue from any damage.

"The demon girl is presumptuous! She'll be caught without a fight!"

After the group of eminent monks broke through the blood knife with all their strength, one of the strong monks with thick eyebrows and big eyes yelled loudly. The deafening roar made Gu Zijing dizzy for a moment, and the circulation of zhenqi in his body almost became unstable.

Monk Shaolin doesn't care if you're wrong or not, once you make a move, he will show no mercy and vow to take down this witch.

After the Buddhist lion's roar fell, another old monk in cassock jumped out, raised his palm and hit Gu Zijing, the powerful palm slammed out, but it shook slightly halfway, and suddenly The palms turned into two palms, four palms, and eight palms, making people dazzled.

Lu Hanjiang's eyes lit up. Although he had never seen this unique Shaolin art, he had heard about it. Such a distinctive feature, could it be the palm of the Thousand Hands Tathagata?Seeing that this old monk is not young, he might not be the head of several halls in Shaolin.

And Yan Fengyun's loud shouts confirmed Lu Hanjiang's guess, and he said anxiously: "Master Lingzheng, slow down!"

Lingzheng is the head seat of the South Shaolin Prajna Hall.

"Why does the benefactor speak for this witch?"

Although Lingzheng was still angry, the movements of his hands slowed down. Just now, when Gu Zijing was distracted by the palm of the thousand-handed Tathagata, he lost his sense of control in just one stroke.

After being disturbed by this group of monks for a while, Gu Zijing could no longer find Huangfu Yushu, probably because of the chaos just now that made him escape.

She gritted her teeth with hatred, and stared at Lingzheng with a gloomy expression, and the two counted palms together again, the leader of the Banruotang was indeed not in vain, even though he was merciful, he was still able to hit her without any power to fight back.

She is in a hurry to find her disciples, and she has a deep blood feud with Huangfu Yushu, how can she waste her time with these old monks here.

Gu Zijing no longer hesitated, her left hand condensed a burst of black true energy, and suddenly slapped a black shock, and the spirit responded dignifiedly, which was exactly a move of Prajna Zen palm.

When the two palms were joined together, naturally Gu Zijing was the one who lost the wind, but she raised her right palm again and slapped it again. Lingzheng sighed and shook his head, and said in a deep voice, "I'm obsessed."

He once again greeted him with the Prajna palm, facing each other, but saw that the palm force that was still hot like fire just now became like an extremely cold hell in an instant.

Lingzheng let out a muffled snort, and stared wide-eyed at the yin's palm force invading his body, his face turned livid.

He is the head seat of the Banruo Hall, the main task of the Banruo Hall is not to study the unique skills of the school, but to study all kinds of martial arts in the world, so he recognized this martial art at a glance.

"Youyun Palm?! What you practiced is Xuehua Palace's Frost Snow Heaven Heart Art, how is that possible!"

Gu Zijing didn't talk nonsense with him, and pushed with both palms, the spirit was knocked back a few steps, immediately touched a few acupuncture points on her body, sat down on the ground, and began to exercise to dispel the cold in her body.

"Senior brother!"

Lingkong was also startled, and quickly stepped forward to pat Lingzheng's back with both palms, sending him true energy.

And several other old monks shot together, wanting to attack Gu Zijing, but the other party had already taken advantage of the gap and swept out of the hall, and those few people followed suit.

There should be no good show here, Lu Hanjiang curled his lips, and with his hands behind his back, he leisurely walked around the red-eyed quacks and walked out of the hall calmly.

When I got outside, I ran into Huangfu Xiaoyuan. The other party must have been alarmed by the movement here and rushed over. Seeing Lu Hanjiang coming out, he immediately stepped forward and said, "My lord."

"It's over, let's go."

Lu Hanjiang smiled at her, then walked out, took out the arrow and shot it into the sky, Huangfu Xiaoyuan followed in silence even though she didn't know it.

Before the two of them had gone far, they heard screams from behind one after another. Two unlucky disciples from the Five Sacred Mountains flew past them, fell at their feet and couldn't get up.

"The thief goes away!"

A golden dragon was roaring at the entrance of the main hall, Yan Fengyun used all his strength to cast the eighteen palms of the rising and falling dragon, and there was no one invincible. Without Gu Zijing to distract him, he broke through the encirclement of the Five Sacred Mountains all the way in a short while, and rushed out of the hall .

At this moment, besides the anger of the Five Sacred Mountains, this hero is also annoyed by being fooled by Lu Hanjiang.

I thought I finally found the trace of the Xiaoyao Sect, but I never thought it was the court's hook.

Yan Fengyun didn't care whether it was the entire Xiaoyao faction who voted for the Jinyiwei of the imperial court, or Yue Lifeng himself voted for the Jinyiwei, anyway, today he must make this boy surnamed Yue look good!
Lu Hanjiang brushed aside the howling quacks on the ground with his foot, and continued walking without looking back.

That Yan Fengyun was furious, he strode forward from the front of the hall with a big leap, and slapped the flying dragon in the sky condescendingly, the roaring golden dragon flew out from his palm, attacking with the force of thunder.

Yan Fengyun was approaching menacingly, but Lu Hanjiang turned a blind eye to it. Huangfu Xiaoyuan collected her mind, stood behind him, and faced the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms head-on and counterattacked with Baguaz palms.

The two palms intersected, Huangfu Xiaoyuan immediately lost the wind, a trace of blood dripped from the corner of her mouth, Yan Fengyun also frowned, it was really not his wish to strike at the woman.

The two fought against each other, it was obvious that Huangfu Xiaoyuan was at an absolute disadvantage, she was not a good player in fists and feet, and the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms were extremely violent, it was only a matter of time before she lost.

The wind and waves behind him blew Lu Hanjiang's long hair, he turned his head nonchalantly, watched Yan Fengyun push Huangfu Xiaoyuan forward little by little, clapped his hands and said with a smile: "Heroes are extraordinary, even beating women with such force."

"shut up!"

Yan Fengyun didn't know if his face was red from anger, he shouted angrily, swung Huangfu Xiaoyuan away with a swish of the dragon's tail, and flew towards Lu Hanjiang, he raised his palm and was about to chop it off.

In the blink of an eye, Lu Hanjiang threw a token across Yan Fengyun's eyes, and the falling palm suddenly froze at the position a few centimeters above his head, and he couldn't move an inch.

Beizhen Fusi, Xiaoqi, Qiao Cunsi!
Yan Fengyun gritted his teeth and stared at the name on the token. He really didn't expect that this person actually had an official status. If he was just assisting the Jinyiwei as a Jianghu person, he would be killed if he killed him, but if he was originally from the Jinyiwei , which is troublesome.

Jin Yiwei revealed his identity, if he strikes again, he will be guilty of the next crime, but the crime is second, the main reason is that if this slap is continued, the beggar gang will fight Jin Yiwei.

"Oops."

Lu Hanjiang had a strange smile on his face, and it was hard to tell whether he was thankful that Yan Fengyun stopped in time, or mocking him in time.

At this moment, all the quacks in the hall rushed out, and finally they still remembered that today's protagonist is the Xiaoyao faction.

But no matter how those people looked, at the moment when Lu Hanjiang took out the Beizhen Fuling card, everyone's thoughts were in vain.

If you dare to do it, then you should be mentally prepared to die in the rivers and lakes.

"Yue Lifeng is the identity you made up?!" Yan Fengyun probably has ten thousand desires to kill people at this moment, but it's a pity that behind him is the entire gang of beggars, so he can't do it.

"Yes, I was born in Jinyiwei, Xiaoqi, Fusi, Beizhen, Qiao Cunsi."

After Lu Hanjiang finished speaking, he strode over to help Huangfu Xiaoyuan up, and walked down the mountain like no one else was there.

At this time, everyone no longer entangled in the evil way and the righteous way, everyone's foul language can be said to be flying all over the sky, the more they scolded, the more embarrassing Yan Fengyun's face became, and the more heartily Lu Hanjiang laughed.

This group of people sent him all the way outside the mountain gate of Shaolin Temple, but no one dared to make a move, and outside there, flying fish suits, embroidered spring knives, and all the troops of Jinyiwei were in the dark.

Now this group of Jianghu people didn't even dare to make a sound, Bian Guang beckoned people to lead two horses over for Lu Hanjiang and Huangfu Xiaoyuan to ride on.

It's not that he came quickly, but that Lu Hanjiang's order was to act cheaply. Jin Yiwei sent people to investigate outside the Shaolin Temple early in the morning. Send out the arrows, and he can almost arrive at this moment.

Riding on the horse, Lu Hanjiang flicked the horse rope, and laughed and left under the eyes of all the gangsters who dared not speak.

(End of this chapter)