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On the other side, Zuo Zhen's sword energy also tore Dugu Sheng's clothes, and a scar that penetrated to the bone was visible to the naked eye. It's a pity that Dugu Sheng still escaped Zuo Zhen's killing move, and Zuo Zhen didn't dare to use his Songshan School's kung fu.

After all, both of them were masked to hide their identities.

"Walk!"

This is a sneak attack, once the move is over, you have to withdraw immediately.

Ning Qingyu didn't look at the results of his sneak attack, and immediately left after saying hello.

Of course, this was his confidence in his own strength. He believed that even if they caught his punch, it would still be a serious injury.

The two performed lightness kung fu and quickly disappeared from everyone's eyes.

Pooh!

"Uncle!"

At this time, the two of them also suddenly vomited blood, slowly took two steps back, sat softly on the ground, their faces pale.

The exhaustion was already serious, and with Ning Qingyu's sudden punch, the two of them met each other hard, and were naturally injured. Under the counterattack of internal force, they were still seriously injured.

"Hahaha!"

"Old bald donkey, you wait, I will come back"

"Fan Jin, you traitor, I will make your life worse than death."

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Dugu Sheng also ran away suddenly, ignoring his internal injuries, and ran away. Now he is indeed exhausted, if he doesn't leave, he will really die here.

"Damn it!"

Seeing this, Fan Jin wanted to catch up, but thinking of the opponent's strength and the fear he had been given on weekdays, made him stagnate.

Who knows how much strength Dugu Sheng still has, if the other party deliberately hides it, and he chases it alone, he will just die.

"Why!"

Glancing at Dingzhen with resentment, he followed suit and quickly ran away, but the direction was opposite to the Demon Cult's camp.

He knew that the Demon Cult could not stay for the time being, so he could only escape first.

Look at the situation, and Dugu Sheng's consecutive firsts tonight must be seriously injured. It is estimated that he will not heal within half a year. I hope that the other party will not have a chance to break through.

And the other party is older, he hid for a few years, and waited for the other party's strength to gradually decline before coming out.

Seeing this, Dongfang Qingyun also ran away.

So, in front of the Shaolin mountain gate, there were only Shaolin monks left, a mess.

Dingzhen's face was ashen, looking at the two senior uncles, his pale face made him even more painful.

"Amitabha! Dingzhen, don't be sad, your master uncle also reached bliss early, and the two of us will be there soon"

The truth is that death has long been disregarded.

"But in the future, Shaolin will suffer for you. Benyuan and I don't have much time left. Fortunately, the demon sect Dugu Sheng was severely injured by us. Even if the internal injury is repaired, he will never have the martial arts of today."

"In addition to your previous plan, the left envoy of the Devil's Cult rebelled, and the Devil's Cult may have internal strife in the future, and its strength will also decline. Shaolin will be a little more relaxed."

"Uncle!"

Seeing the truth of the intermittent speech, Dingzhen felt guilty in his heart, this plan was proposed by him.

But seeing the three uncles were about to leave because of this plan, it was really difficult for him.

But there is no way, Dugu Sheng's strength is too strong, if there is no sacrifice of the three uncles, their Shaolin might be in danger.

What's more, once Dugu Sheng is really allowed to obtain Shaolin's innate inheritance, the entire martial arts world will never have peace.

Shaolin will be hit the hardest first, so he planned this match.

Unfortunately, it's still not perfect.

It was better to let Dugu Sheng run away, and the two top experts who had better appear also shocked his heart, who are these two mysterious people.

He kept guessing in his mind, and the first thing he thought of was the Songshan School nearby.

"Dingzhen, Dingyin was seriously injured, there is one more pill in the temple, let him take it!"

"By using this, maybe his cultivation can go a step further, and he can help you better then."

"Yes, uncle"

Dingzhen heard the words and had no objection. Dingyin was severely injured by Dugu Sheng. If there is no Great Return Pill, I am afraid that his internal strength will regress.

The loss of three uncles has already hurt Shaolin. If Dingyin's cultivation base goes backwards, he will be the only master in the entire huge Shaolin.

Then Shaolin will be in danger.

He is in the top ranks, and also belongs to the top level, but after all, he has not reached the level of Dugu Sheng, and he cannot overwhelm the entire martial arts world.

After this time, their Shaolin strength has dropped a lot, maybe some crooked ways will come to attack their Shaolin ideas, who made their Shaolin too eye-catching.

Shaolin's seventy-two unique skills are all the advanced martial arts of the martial arts.

So he needs to increase the strength of Shaolin. Although there is only one pill of Great Returning Pill, fortunately, the medicinal materials for refining Great Returning Pill are almost collected.

It can be produced by refining one grain.

At that time, that one can be handed over to Fangzheng.

Historically, the Great Repayment Pill would be handed over to the abbot of Shaolin or the heir of the abbot, so as to break through to the top in one fell swoop.

So every abbot of Shaolin is a top master.

Fang Zheng is his chosen successor.

At that time, Shaolin will have three top players who can meet the challenges in the future.

Supporting the two uncles, he returned to the back mountain.

The war in Shaolin gradually subsided.

The lights gradually dimmed, and no one thought that not long ago, a peerless battle took place here, and several top masters fought here.

On the other side, Ning Qingyu and Zuo Zhen galloped all the way, and soon returned to Taishi Mountain.

Back at the meeting hall of the Songshan School, Zuo Zhen was still somewhat excited.

"Senior brother Ning, do you think it is possible that Dugu Sheng died?"

Zuo Zhen is still most concerned about Dugu Sheng's life and death.

"It's not easy to say!" Ning Qingyu heard the words, and after being silent for a while, he said slowly: "Dugu Sheng is a peerless master with deep inner strength. He suffered the palm of the truth first. Although he was injured, he was not seriously injured. , it can be seen from how much his strength has not fallen.”

"The one that was really injured should be Fan Jin's sword. Even if it wasn't fatal, it was definitely a serious injury. In addition to your sword, he might be able to survive with his strong internal strength. With such a strong strength, it is absolutely impossible.”

Speaking of this, Ning Qingyu also showed a slight smile on his face.

Dugu Sheng's strength has declined, that's for sure, after all, he suffered such a heavy injury, it is already very powerful to survive, and his age is even older than him.

In this way, his pressure will be reduced a lot.

After all, seeing Dugu Sheng's strength with his own eyes, the three Shaolin monks couldn't suppress it. If he faced it alone, he would be severely injured or even killed with all moves.

But after tonight, he was no longer afraid.

What made him even more gratified was that Shaolin's strength had been severely weakened. Even if the three divine monks did not die, they would definitely not live for long.

Without the three top masters, Shaolin still has a foundation, but it is difficult to put pressure on Huashan.

At that time, you can take advantage of this gap and Huashan can expand.

Thinking of this, Ning Qingyu didn't have any thoughts. He stayed in Songshan Sect, and he also knew that if Dugu Sheng was seriously injured, the Demon Cult would definitely retreat.

This battle in Shaolin was once again anticlimactic.

Therefore, he needs to go back and plan well for the future development of Huashan School.