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For a moment, in the face of these two Shaolin disciples, Lin Ming's face did not change at all.

The next moment, whew, there was a bright light, which first shot out of Lin Ming.

Whew

The light also drew a parabola in the middle of the sky, and then shot directly at the two Shaolin disciples.

"What, this is..."

"Is this the three point sword light skill of Qingcheng school?"

At first sight, the two Shaolin disciples who were about to attack Lin Ming were startled.

It's true that they were about to attack. In a moment, Lin Ming fell down and took the initiative to attack. For a moment, they were not surprised.

At this moment, they saw very clearly that a flying sword, like lightning, shot directly at them.

This kind of sword Qi is also powerful to a terrible degree. It seems that even the air has been torn apart in an instant.

Among the six major sects, there is no other sects with such terrible sword power besides the three-point sword skill of Qingcheng sect.

Of course, these two Shaolin disciples are also masters among the masters in Shaolin. At present, they are just a little surprised.

After that, their murderous spirit and momentum became stronger.

From their point of view, it is obvious that Lin Ming broke into the gate of Shaolin mountain alone. If Lin Ming defeated many Shaolin experts, Shaolin's face would be lost among the six major sects.

I'm afraid that in the future, all the disciples of Shaolin dare not face the other five sects.

When they think about it like this, they will naturally go out and put on a desperate posture.

Teng of for a while, a burst of extremely rich golden light, also send out from them.

"The lion roars!"

Immediately after that, the Shaolin disciple of the eighth floor of hualingjing also roared, opened his mouth slightly, and puffed up his cheeks.

"The lion roars!"

Seeing this, not far away from the number of Lin disciples one by one can not help but be surprised, a look of consternation and shock, exclaimed.

All the Shaolin disciples could not help talking.

"How can it be that master Tong Hui has trained the lion roar into..."

"It's true that the lion roar is also a magic skill of Shaolin. Although it's not as powerful as the golden bell cover and the powerful diamond finger, it's the most difficult to practice."

"There is a Shaolin magic skill in Shaolin, but I have never heard of anyone who has practiced it."

At present, each Shaolin disciple's eyes are staring big, full of surprise and shock, looking at this Shaolin disciple called master Tonghui.

"Roar..."

At this time, an earth shaking roar of a lion came from master Tonghui.

In an instant, we can see that the visible sound waves also come out, and the ripples go away in an instant.

At this time, a choking sound was heard. In the attack of such visible sound waves, the flying sword shot from Lin Ming was immediately blocked.

The next moment, a choking sound sounded again. The flying sword in the middle of the air was directly broken into two pieces, and fell to the ground with two clangs.

It can be seen that the roar of the lion is really powerful.

Immediately after that, the visible sound waves appeared in the air, and they swept away towards Lin Ming not far away.

Every ripple is also a huge roar.

This kind of roar, spread out, roaring, it is earth shaking, for a time like the general collapse of heaven and earth.

At the same time, almost every Shaolin disciple seemed to feel the earth shaking and the whole space shaking.

The onlookers still have this feeling. In their view, Lin Ming, who is under attack, naturally does not need to say.

I'm afraid that in such an earth shaking roar, the whole person has been directly shattered for the first time.

But when they set their eyes on it, they were all dumbfounded.

At this moment, they all clearly saw that outside Lin Ming, there was a protective aperture of seven colors, followed by a golden light, which was naturally a golden bell jar, and then a black light, which was the light of destruction.

For a moment, he saw that these three momentum firmly protected Lin Ming in the center, and each momentum looked very powerful, which made Lin Ming look completely intact.

Not only that, Lin Ming didn't even step back.

"This..."

"The boy actually blocked such a terrible move, the lion roared. How could it be..."

"Silk..."

It was no surprise to see such a scene, and a sound of cool air was heard.

"This boy is so rebellious. He controls seven kinds of aura."

"Where did the boy come from? Can't he get half a point even under the siege of three Shaolin masters?"

At this moment, all the Shaolin disciples saw that Lin Ming easily blocked master Tonghui's move. Lion roar, one by one, seemed to exude a layer of sweat on his forehead.

"Hum, what's the urgency of Jiao?" at this time, a Shaolin disciple snorted coldly and said, "master Tonghui has done it, but master Tongzhi hasn't done it yet."

"That's right. Master Tongzhi has also cultivated Shaolin's miraculous skills to a perfect level." A Shaolin disciple took the words.

Another Shaolin disciple opened his mouth and said, "even if master Tongzhi and master Tonghui join hands, they can't help it. Isn't there the abbot of Shaolin

Just wait for the abbot of Shaolin to make a little adjustment. At that time, the three Shaolin masters will fight together. I'll see if the boy will die. "

As the last sentence came out, everyone agreed.

Indeed, as far as everyone knows, there has never been a case in which the three Shaolin masters besieged the enemy and the enemy did not die under their hands.

"Tathagata palm!"

Sure enough, the Shaolin master Tongzhi, who also has the strength of nine levels of spiritual realm, also made a move.

He saw that Lin Ming also blocked the lion's roar. For a moment, where would he stay.

He also directly stimulates the strength of the Ninth level of the spirit realm, and directly displays the most powerful move.

For a moment, he slapped Lin Ming.

Then, a golden light suddenly condensed into the shape of a Buddha.

The Buddha also looks as high as ten meters. A huge golden palm is stretched out and shot on the top of Lin Ming's head.

"Well?"

Lin Ming frowned slightly when he saw that the other side was using such a move. The huge golden palm slapped it in the air, as if a mountain had directly pressed it down.

Lin Ming's body has been confined by a momentum. Lin Ming can't avoid it, and it's too late.

The idea also flashed by. At this time, the Golden Palm had first broken the seven color protective aperture and the golden bell cover outside Lin Ming's body, and it was about to break the light of destruction.