Martial Arts: My Wudang Bear Child, Cholera Jianghu

And in the next moment.

A roar!

Pull her out of contemplation and back to reality.

She looked for the sound, her eyes suddenly widened!

Extreme shock appeared on the beautiful face.

Fang Zheng, who was originally unstoppable, was blown away by a punch.

The abdomen was directly pierced, and the body kept retreating.

The legs plowed two deep ravines in the ground.

It collided with several courtyards along the way, and then stopped!

"This……"

The elf-like girl was stunned.

Knocking Master Fangzheng into the air with one punch, it was none other than Su Li who caused her enough.

Su Li is still in the posture of punching.

A little doll knocked Master Zhixuan away? !

"Could it be that he was taken over by some old monster?!" The girl frowned.

A ridiculous idea popped up in my mind.

There is a method of seizing the house in the magic gate, but I have never heard of anyone succeeding.

She also thinks that the method of seizing the house is nonsense.

But when he saw Su Li, a little doll, he punched Fang Zheng away.

She's kind of convinced...

"how can that be?!"

Concubine Shi Xuan's pretty face turned pale, her eyes were filled with horror.

She originally thought that Su Li and the others were doomed.

But I didn't expect Fang Zheng to lose!

And it was still defeated by a child.

If Shi Feixuan hadn't witnessed it lightly, she would never have believed such a thing.

She practiced the Cihang Sword Code, her primordial spirit turned into a fairy fetus, the essence of the temple heaven and earth, and she was extremely keen.

Even though Su Li was wearing night clothes, Shi Feixuan could still confirm that he was a three-year-old child.

A three-year-old child actually has such terrifying strength? !

Shi Feixuan was really shocked.

"Fang... Abbot?!"

The three leaders glanced at Su Li, and then at Fang Zheng who was buried in the rubble.

As if seeing a ghost, he was so frightened that he sat on the ground paralyzed!

Su Li withdrew his fist.

Intentionally or unintentionally, he glanced around.

Shi Feixuan and the elf-like girl trembled in their hearts at the same time.

Su Li's gaze just now seemed to have discovered their existence.

"go!"

Su Li smiled and didn't pay much attention to it.

After withdrawing his gaze, he went directly to Shaolin Temple and left behind the mountain.

A majestic palace that has experienced thousands of years of wind and rain stands in the quiet back mountain.

Shaolin Sutra Pavilion!

Chapter 49: The plain sweeping monk!

Chapter 49

49. The ordinary sweeping monk!Junior brother, let him go!

"The back mountain is where the Buddhist scriptures pavilion is located. He wouldn't want to..."

An idea suddenly appeared in the minds of the three heads, and their expressions became extremely frightened.

The Sutra Pavilion is the most important thing, and there is no room for loss.

The three chiefs wanted to stop them, but they turned their heads to look.

Due to the agitation caused by the collapse of the Buddhist monastery, the thick smoke and dust gradually dissipated.

Fang Zheng fell into the ruins, his body became emaciated.

Brother, let him go!

The wide-open eyes, full of unwillingness, gradually dimmed, and the seven orifices continued to flow blood

The abdomen was pierced by the terrifying punch force, and the wound was shocking.

It was just now that the majestic and majestic Fangzheng has shocked all directions.

At this time, he died at the hands of others, and his death was so miserable.

The three heads all shrank their heads, their eyes flickering.

"The villain killed senior brother Fang Zheng, we will definitely avenge senior brother!"

"At this time, we are going to attack His Excellency the Tibetan Scriptures again, how can we just swallow it?"

The head of the Arhat Hall clenched his fists, his face was full of grief and indignation!

These words were sonorous and powerful, and directly shocked the other two monks.

"Junior brother, you are right, but..."

The leaders of Discipline Hall and Bodhidharma Hall felt guilty, but they were more afraid of death.

Just as he was about to speak to persuade the chief seat of the Arhat Hall not to be impulsive, the other party said again:

"It's a pity that my martial arts are mediocre, and I can't kill the villain with my own hands!"

"Brother Fangzheng is definitely not willing, let's go to die."

"Since this is the case, we should cherish our lives, practice martial arts hard, and take revenge in the future."

"If an accident happens in the Sutra Pavilion, even though Sandu Divine Monk is closed to death, he will still be aware of it.

The words in the first seat of Luohan Hall made sense, which made the two monks startled for a moment, and then nodded:

"What the younger brother said is absolutely true!"

"I think so too."

"Brother Abbot has a spirit in heaven, he will definitely understand us."

"Death is the most important thing, let's save Brother Abbot first!"

"While senior brother is still cool..."

Back Mountain.

Su Li and the three of them watched from afar the majestic and magnificent Shaolin Tibetan Scripture Pavilion.

Although it has gone through thousands of years of wind and rain, it still stands here.

Everywhere reveals the traces of the years, witnessing the vicissitudes of life.

Like the ancient Shaolin Temple, it stands in the rivers and lakes.

"Little brother, do you want to make an idea of ​​the Sutra Pavilion?!"

Mo Shenggu held Su Li back, his heart pounding.

Su Li acted in a style of no scruples, if he guessed right.

I'm afraid it's going to destroy the Buddhist scriptures pavilion.

It's okay to kill the abbot of Shaolin.

If the Sutra Pavilion is destroyed, Shaolin and Wudang will never die!

"If there is cause and effect all added to me, I will suppress all disasters and catastrophes!"

Su Li played Xiaobi lightly.

Mo Shenggu was immediately shocked by Su Li's words.

Duan Yu, on the other hand, was in high spirits, showing his might tonight, his blood boiling.

Now let him go up the mountain of swords and down into the sea of ​​fire, and he doesn't even frown.

"Senior brother, Shaolin Temple and I have Wudang, and there is no old grudge. Now Shaolin is not what it used to be, colluding with foreigners

"Sooner or later, it will be attacked by martial arts people, and it will be destroyed at once."

"It's better for us to make a move, which can be regarded as celebrating the birthday of the master."

Su Li spoke clearly and logically, without stopping at all.

"Happy Birthday...I hope...don't make Master mad..."

Mo Shenggu slandered.

Seeing that Su Li didn't listen to persuasion, he had no choice but to give up and hurriedly chased after him.

It's just that before taking a few steps, Su Li stopped, as if a great enemy had descended.

Duan Yu and Mo Shenggu followed, and Su Li looked at it.

A full moon hangs high.

Scattered silver-like moonlight.

The Sutra Pavilion is as clear and clear as stagnant water.

An old monk is under the ginkgo tree, slowly sweeping the fallen leaves in the courtyard.

He was wearing a gray Taoist robe, his beard and hair were all white, his face was wrinkled, and his movements were slow.

Even Su Li and the others didn't notice when they arrived, and they still swept the fallen leaves on their own.

It looks like an ordinary sweeping monk, nothing special.

However, Su Li's eyes never moved away from the old monk.

"Brother, this is just an ordinary old monk, you have to calm down."

Duan Yu couldn't help being startled when he saw Su Li staring at the old monk sweeping the floor intently.

Thinking that Su Li wanted to silence the other party, he quickly persuaded him.

"Junior brother, let him go."

Mo Shenggu also had the same idea.

Su Li: "One..."

I'm playing the bear kid.

It's not a frenzied murderous pat!

Taking a deep breath, Su Li calmed down the resentment in his heart, and said:

"You think he's just an ordinary old monk?!"

"of course!"

Mo Shenggu and Duan Yu nodded in unison.

"Who will sweep the fallen leaves in the yard at night?"