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Although it is only a mountain peak of tens of meters, it is still a mountain peak after all.

What kind of internal power and magical power can knock down a mountain?

With such magical power, can Shaolin Temple really defeat it?

Kong Jian frowned and said, "There is no need to panic. The three martial uncles' Vajra Demon Subduing Circle is unparalleled in the world. Even if it cannot kill Chu Feng, it can definitely control him. If such a mountain peak presses down, Chu Feng will definitely die."

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"It's just a pity that the three uncles sacrificed their lives for righteousness and sacrificed their lives for charity. They paid the price with their lives for the future of this temple and for the millions of people in the Ming Dynasty. They are really role models for us."

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A chuckle came from beneath the valley.

"Shaolin Temple is really hypocritical. I had no grudges with Shaolin, but now I do. Today, please accept three returns from me, Chu Feng."

Before he finished speaking, three heads were thrown up.

The bones fell to the ground and rolled around. Kong Wen looked intently and couldn't help crying sadly: "Uncle Master..."

Everyone was horrified and looked up into the distance.

But he saw a man holding a long sword flying towards the opposite mountain peak.

The figure is ethereal, floating in the air, like a sword fairy.

Now that Chu Feng has both swords in his hands, he is a second-grade Xiantian. Although he still can't walk with the sword, he can still glide a hundred meters with the help of the cloud shuttle.

Kong Jian roared angrily: "Chu Feng, you can't escape! A thousand miles from here to Xiangyang is the road to your death."

Chu Feng's voice came from afar: "Okay, let me see if all the heroes in the world have my ability."

Kong Jian turned around and said coldly: "Abbott, this battle is related to Shaolin's thousand-year reputation. We have no way to retreat."

Kong Wen let out a long sigh and solemnly ordered: "Fellow divine monks and five hundred Arhats, follow me down the mountain to hunt down Chu Feng. In addition, send people to inform Emei, Kunlun, Kongtong and the Tianying Sect that Chu Feng must not be allowed to leave alive. Ming Kingdom territory, otherwise...the world will be in chaos."

[Ding, to kill the Sandu Monk, please choose the opponent’s martial arts. 】

[Ding, based on the catalog of the God of War and existing martial arts, I have deduced a Tathagata Palm that falls from the sky. Do you want to choose it? 】

The palm of Tathagata falling from the sky...

Chu Feng thought: Could it be a simplified version of the first style of the God of War Catalog?

But this is fine, at least it’s better than the half push.

elected!

At dawn, at the foot of Shaoshi Mountain, stood an old nun with white hair, Xiao Ran, who was none other than Master Jue, the head of the Emei Sect.

Dozens of people came running behind her in three rows.

Rushing closer, everyone stood on both sides of Master Miejie.

About half are nuns, and the rest are men and women.

The female disciples are in front and the male disciples are in the back.

Master Miejue doesn't like male disciples too much, male disciples of Emei sect can't be taught high-quality martial arts, and their status is lower than female disciples.

Following closely behind Master Miejie were two proud disciples of the Emei Sect, Ding Minjun and Zhou Zhiruo.

Master Miejie snorted, turned around and asked Ding Minjun: "Is Chu Feng already here?"

Ding Minjun bowed and said: "Yes, there is news from Shaolin that he is heading west, let us chase him along the way."

Zhou Zhiruo said: "Master, I heard that Chu Feng fought alone against the Shaolin Sandu Monk last night and took the heads of three of them. Is this person really that powerful?"

Master Miejie nodded and said: "Chu Feng's martial arts are extraordinary. Countless masters from the Song, Yuan and Ming Dynasties lost their lives at his hands. I am afraid that I am the only one in the Emei Sect who can compete with him."

"During the pursuit, you must be careful. When you encounter him, you must not fight him. You must send a signal. Only by gathering hundreds of masters can you surround and kill him."

Everyone nodded in agreement, and dozens of people took to the road to chase the man westward.

Chapter 151 Junior Sister, where has the Heavenly Sword gone?

At the foot of Shaoshi Mountain, the Beggar Clan is stationed.

Dongfang Bai said: "Gang Leader Huang, I heard that Mr. Chu is already here? Why don't we go and help?"

Huang Rong said: "He sent me a letter, telling us that we don't need to worry. As long as our beggar gang stays still and stays at the foot of Shaoshi Mountain, the Ming Dynasty will have to leave people to guard it to prevent us from sneaking into the capital."

Ning Zhong was worried and said: "This time there are more than a dozen sects from Shaolin, Emei, Kunlun, Kongtong, large and small, and more than a thousand masters are chasing them. There are more than ten ninth-level warriors alone. Is Master Chu really okay?"

Huang Rong said with a smile: "It's not like you don't know how powerful he is. If you weren't sure, how could he be in trouble? Since he's here, he must have made arrangements. I'm afraid most of the people who pursue him will never return."

Xiao Longnu nodded and said: "Master Chu's strategy is amazing, let's just obey his arrangements."

Outside Shaoshi Mountain, dozens of kilometers away, one hundred thousand Ming troops were stationed.

The four famous arresters frowned.

Zhui Ming said: "Thousands of Beggar Clan members are stationed at the foot of Shaoshi Mountain. What are they thinking?"

Iron Hand said: "If they don't move, our one hundred thousand troops don't dare to move. These are already the last mobile elites of the Ming Dynasty. If they are lost, the capital may be in danger."

Qingqing thought for a while and said: "For the current plan, only the four of us with six masters will chase Chu Feng, and let the [-]-strong "[-]" team be here to monitor the Beggar Gang disciples. As long as Chu is killed, Wind, the beggar gang has nothing to worry about."

Everyone nodded in agreement.

The little red horse was still in Xiangyang, so Chu Feng randomly found a horse and headed west.

A few dozen miles away from Shaoshi Mountain, someone blocked the way ahead.

A tall old man with an arched back clasped his fists and said, "Is this Chu Feng here? Wei Xia of the Kongtong Sect has been waiting here for a long time."

Chu Feng looked around and asked: "I heard that the five elders of Kongtong are here, why are you the only one?"

Zong Weixia said: "To deal with you, one person named Zong is enough."

The five elders of Kongtong are very old and are veteran figures in the martial arts world of the Ming Dynasty.

They are highly skilled in martial arts and have nothing to lose.

Especially knowing that Chu Feng was only over [-] years old, he looked down upon him even more.

In order to catch Chu Feng, the five of them separated and blocked the way to the west.

Zong Weixia ranked second among the five elders and couldn't help but feel happy when he saw Chu Feng.

This man has already earned a huge reputation at a young age. As long as he is killed, he will become famous all over the world immediately.

Zong Weixia didn't care, he rushed forward and slapped him.

Chu Feng also casually struck the air with his palm.

With a bang, Zong Weixia took three steps back and was about to stand still. Unexpectedly, Chu Feng's palm was so powerful that he was still unsteady on his footing. Fortunately, his lower body was solid, but he felt that his upper body was leaning back in a hurry. His right foot was a little bit on the ground, and he leaped backwards, taking advantage of the momentum to spread more than ten feet.

When he fell to the ground, the force of the palm was still there, and he staggered back seven or eight steps before standing still.

As a result, he and Chu Feng were already more than ten meters apart.

Zong Weixia was inexplicably shocked and angry.

He maintained his strong internal strength, so he did not use his special skills. Unexpectedly, Chu Feng slapped him away more than ten meters away.

Fortunately, no one was around to see it, otherwise it would be a big loss.

Zong Weixia said angrily: "Boy, if you were obedient and captured, you would have spared the pain of your flesh and blood. If you resist, then I won't be polite. Today I will let you see the power of Kongtong Sect's Seven Injury Fist."

Before the sound had stopped, the punch had arrived, and it was fast and fierce. With the sound of the wind, a punch was aimed at Chu Feng and struck straight at him.

Chu Feng used the ninth-grade Mingyu Gong to protect his body with his true energy, making him neither dodge nor dodge.

Zong Weixia hit the Qi mask with one punch.

Chu Feng's true energy remained motionless, but Zong Weixia's own true energy was surging and shaking.

He was greatly surprised and blurted out: "You, you have mastered the Shaolin sect's 'Indestructible Body' magical skill?"

Chu Feng shook his head and said: "This is not an indestructible body..."

Zong Weixia knew that any magical power to protect oneself relies entirely on the concentration of true energy. As soon as he spoke, the true energy immediately weakened a bit.

Before Chu Feng could stop talking, he punched again. With a bang, Chu Feng still didn't move.

Zong Weixia was shocked and asked: "Why is this?"

Although he asked unclearly, Chu Feng still knew what he wanted to ask.

His Mingyu Magic Technique is unique. There is no flaw in every breath and breath. When it is operating, it not only does not consume internal energy, but can absorb the opponent's internal energy. It is really an excellent technique for group battles.

Chu Feng didn't bother to explain to him and smiled slightly: "Your internal strength is too low. Even if I let you fight casually, you still can't break my defense."

Zong Weixia was extremely angry. He had lived for such a long time, but he never expected that when he was old, he would be ridiculed by a young man for having low internal strength.

He immediately mobilized all his strength and punched out like the wind, hitting dozens of punches in succession.

These dozen punches clearly hit the opponent's Qi shield, but Chu Feng took it without any notice, as if it didn't matter.

A dozen strong hands that cracked open monuments and cracked stones were like a gentle breeze caressing his body, caressing him like soft silk.

Zong Weixia was shocked and angry.

The Seven Injury Fist did not hurt anyone but himself first. After these dozen punches, the true energy in his body surged and could not be contained.

But he was unwilling to let it go. Maybe the other party would hold on and punch him again to break through the defense.

Zong Weixia rallied, his arm bones rattled, and he punched with both fists at the same time.

Suddenly I heard someone shouting: "Second brother, let me help you!"

I saw an old man with a big head and a slim body leaping up from behind Chu Feng and punching him.

This man is Chang Jingzhi, who ranks fourth among the five elders of Kongtong. He was guarding another intersection nearby. Hearing the sound of fighting here, he rushed over.

Seeing Zong Weixia fighting Chu Feng and gaining the upper hand, he immediately launched a sneak attack regardless of his face.

Zong Weixia hit the chest, and Chang Jingzhi hit the back. The two punched each other in front and back, both of which were extremely powerful.

Chu Feng's body remained motionless, but he performed the magical power of shifting the universe.

I could only hear three bang bang bang bangs in succession behind me.

Chang Jingzhi punched three times in a row.

Chu Feng didn't move, but Zong Weixia in front shook him three times in a row.

Chang Jingzhi's three powerful punches were all transferred to Zong Weixia by Chu Feng using the great movement of the universe.

Zong Weixia's energy and blood were already surging, but after receiving these three punches, his eight meridians and eight meridians were severely shocked, and he vomited blood. He was shocked to death by his junior brother's Seven Injury Fist.

Chang Jingzhi was shocked and wanted to withdraw his fist. Unexpectedly, there was a strong sticky force at the end of his fist and he could not withdraw it.

In shock, he wanted to use Qing Kung Fu to jump away, but there was a suction force under his feet.

For a moment, both hands and feet were trapped, and he was completely waiting for death.

Chu Feng turned around and pointed his index finger at Chang Jingzhi's forehead.

Looking at this gesture, it looks like it was a hand gesture in a previous life.

The corners of Chu Feng's mouth curled up slightly, and the Six Meridians Divine Sword was released.

With a pop, the sword penetrated his head and took Chang Jingzhi's life.

At close range, his martial arts skills are no different from those of a pistol.

[Ding, kill Kongtong’s two elders, Zong Weixia and Chang Jingzhi, please choose their opponent’s martial arts. 】

There's really nothing to say about the martial arts of these two, so let's just leave it at that.

Chu Feng rode his horse and continued to move forward...

Not long after, Kongtong sent other three elders to rush over.

Looking at the two corpses, their eyes were all red.

After the impulse passed, I was secretly frightened.

The boss Guan Neng said: "I didn't expect that this Chu Feng was so skilled in martial arts. He attacked the second and fourth children at the same time and was killed by him. It seems that this person is definitely not something that the three of us can deal with. We should wait for others to come. It’s better to deal with it together.”

The other two people nodded in agreement and did not dare to pursue Chu Feng anymore. They stayed where they were and waited for the Shaolin team.

Dozens of disciples from the Emei sect chased Chu Feng day and night for two days, but they never saw Chu Feng and felt deeply exhausted.