Martial arts: the salted fish swordsman who lives in the same blessing

"Yang Xiao, you are lucky!

If you can survive today, the poor nun will take your dog's life! "

After finishing speaking, she reluctantly turned around and bowed to everyone:

"The Poor Ni's skill is not as good as that of others. I have disappointed you all. My Emei faction launched the battle of Guangmingding!"

"Amitabha!" The leader of the Shaolin Temple hastily performed a Buddhist salute:

"Master has done her best, and I have absolutely no intention of blaming you."

After finishing speaking, he strode into the arena, looked at Yang Xiao, and performed a Buddha ceremony in a dignified way:

"Amitabha, next I will let this old man learn the tricks of Master Yang."

Now, one of Mingjiao's two major powers has died and one has been injured, and the remaining people are nothing to worry about. It's time to take advantage of it!

That's why Shaolin Temple took the initiative to attack uncharacteristically.

"Hey..." Just when Yang Xiao was about to fight, the Blue Winged Bat King suddenly appeared and said with a sneer:

"The old monk who is so shameless, actually planned to take advantage of others' dangers to make a good idea!

Let the old bat come to experience the unique skills of Shaolin Temple! "

After finishing speaking, he didn't wait for the Shaolin monk to agree, he stepped in front of him, and pushed out with a palm!

"Phew..." A sudden chill burst out, bringing up patches of frost!

"Good job!" The old Shaolin monk roared, his palm was golden, and he pushed it out slowly and quickly!

"Om..." Following a surge of heaven and earth vitality, a huge golden palm print suddenly appeared, facing the cold air with overwhelming momentum!

"Boom!!!" With a loud noise, the golden palm print shattered the cold air, and hit the Blue Winged Bat King unabated!

"What a powerful Vajra Palm!" The Blue Winged Bat King screamed in a hoarse voice, turned his feet, turned into a black shadow and easily dodged the palm.

He was already good at lightness kung fu, so he didn't fight the old monk recklessly.

After turning around in a circle, he came to the back of the old monk and took a shot:

"Old monk, give me another palm!"

However, the old monk seemed to have expected it, and shook his cassock lightly!

"Huh..." Immediately, the cassock swelled up like a balloon full of air.

But he used Shaolin's unique skill - cassock to subdue demons!

"Boom!!!" This cassock is really powerful in subduing demons. After the palm of the Blue Wing Bat King hit the cassock, it was like hitting a rubber ball!

The cassock was only dented a little bit, stained with a little frost, and the cold air in Wei Yixiao's hands was washed away!

"You old monk, are you a tortoise?" Seeing this, the Blue Winged Bat King complained helplessly, and then turned into a shadow, dodging the old monk's counterattack...

Then, he came to the side of the old monk again, and slapped it hard!

"Pfft!" Just like before, his palm failed to hurt the monk again!

In this regard, the two of them hid in the cassock like a tortoise.

And the other is like a shark, cruising around the old monk, frequent attackers.

But every time he attacked, he returned without success!

"Amitabha!" After the two had done thirty or forty strokes, the old monk suddenly took a step back, uttered the Buddha's name, and said in a deep voice:

"Benefactor Wei, your internal strength is not as good as that of the old monk, even if you can show off your power for a while, it will not last long!

That being the case, why do you bother?Why not just admit defeat!

The old monk can guarantee that as long as you are willing to admit defeat and join my Shaolin Temple, the old monk will let you have a way out, how about it? "

"Hahaha..." Blue Winged Bat King suddenly laughed.

Although his voice was hoarse, his laughter was full of boldness and fear of death!

"Old monk, who do you take me for? Although I am not a great hero, I am not a person who is greedy for life and afraid of death!"

As he spoke, he turned his head and glanced at Yin Tianzheng's corpse, his eyes were full of determination:

"Since Eagle King can sacrifice for Mingjiao, why can't I, Bat King?"

After finishing speaking, his eyes turned cold, his feet moved, and he rushed to the side of the monk as fast as he could!

Regardless of the injuries in his body, he planned to slap with all his strength, and he couldn't believe that he couldn't break the old monk's defense!

Even if it is death, he will make this old monk lose his combat power and fight for a chance of life for Mingjiao!

However, just as he came close to the old monk and was about to launch an attack, the cold air that had been suppressed in his body suddenly overwhelmed him!

"Plop!" His face turned pale, his whole body turned blue and he fell to the ground, holding his hands together, trembling and trembling, he said:

"Cold... so cold..."

5.8 At this time, the Blue Winged Bat King lay trembling on the ground like a helpless baby, looking very pitiful.

"Amitabha, it turns out that Master Wei has an old wound." The old Shaolin monk glanced at the Blue Winged Bat King and shook his head regretfully.

Originally, he really planned to subdue the Blue Wing Bat King, but now he has no such idea.

Because what he likes is the martial arts of the Blue Wing Bat King, but if the Blue Wing Bat King has old injuries, then his effect on Shaolin Temple is not too great.

After all, this kind of old injury is difficult to heal, and it will also affect the individual's strength, and it is likely to recur at certain critical moments.

As a result, the value of the Blue Wing Bat King is greatly reduced.

Thinking of this, the old monk didn't hesitate any longer, raised his right palm, and said with a stern expression:

"Wei Shizhu, instead of letting you live in such pain, why don't you let me send you to the Western Paradise of Ultimate Bliss!"

With that said, he clapped his hands without hesitation!

"Who dares to touch the people in this seat?!" Just when the Blue Wing Bat King was about to die, a domineering voice came.

Afterwards, Dongfang Bubai in red clothes came quietly! .

Chapter 152 Overbearing Eastern Undefeated!One person suppressed the whole audience! [Fourth update! 】

After Dongfang Bubai came, he moved his finger lightly without any hesitation!

"Whew..." An embroidery needle came out suddenly, stabbing the old monk's palm in an instant!

"Pfft!!!" Although it was just a small embroidery needle.

But Dongfang Bubai's domineering and thick internal force is attached to it!

Directly knocking the old monk's palm to one side made him take two steps back!

"..." After stopping, the old monk looked at the red spot on his palm, and his face became extremely serious.

A random needle can injure him, it seems that Dongfang Bubai's cultivation level far surpasses his!

Thinking of this, the old monk let out a long breath, clasped his hands together and performed a Buddhist ritual to Dongfang Bubai:

"Amitabha, I don't know what is the so-called presence of the Eastern Hierarch?"

"I'll take care of you, old monk, later." Dongfang Bubai glanced at him and ignored him, turned to Yang Xiao and the others, and said domineeringly:

"Yang Xiao, Wei Yixiao, five scattered people!

From today onwards, the Ming Cult has been integrated into the Sun Moon God Sect, is there anyone who is not convinced? "

"Uh..." Yang Xiao and the others, who originally thought that the savior had come, were stunned.

After looking at each other for a while, they both saw the dissatisfaction in each other's eyes.

Although the Mingjiao is in crisis, it will not let anyone bully it!

Holding this belief, Yang Xiao endured the pain and stood up straight, saying in a deep voice:

"Eastern Hierarch, although the Sun Moon God Sect comes from the Ming Sect.

But after the brothers have separated, they are considered two families, let alone our two big sects.

So 25..."

"Don't talk nonsense!" Dongfang Bubai flicked his sleeves impatiently, interrupted Yang Xiao, and asked coldly:

"I just ask one question, are you willing to surrender?!"

"I don't want to!" Yang Xiao was originally an arrogant person, and after hearing Dongfang Bubai's words, he was immediately aroused with arrogance in his heart, and his neck twitched:

"My Mingjiao people will not surrender to anyone even if they die!"

"Very good!" Dongfang Bubai nodded expressionlessly, his figure suddenly flashed, and he suddenly came in front of Yang Xiao

Then, holding an embroidery needle between her two fingers, she threw it towards Yang Xiao's eyebrows seemingly casually!

"Pfft!" Yang Xiao didn't expect Dongfang Bubai to do it right away.

In addition, he was injured again, so before he had time to react, the embroidery needle pierced through the center of his eyebrows!

With a "plop", he fell back on the ground, his eyes widened, and he lost his breath!

"Papa." Dongfang Bubai patted the non-existent dust on his hands with a face full of indifference, as if crushing a bug to death.

Then, she turned her head to look at the five scattered people, and asked expressionlessly:

"Anyone else disagree?"

"..." The five scattered people fell silent.

Now the White-browed Eagle King and Yang Zuoshi are dead, and the Blue-Winged Bat King is suffering from old injuries and cannot take charge.

The entire Ming Cult suddenly fell into a dilemma without a leader!

No one is in charge, and they don't know what to do, so they can only keep silent.

"Very good, it seems that you have no objection." Seeing that the Wusan people did not speak, Dongfang Bubai nodded in satisfaction, took out a porcelain bottle from his cuff and threw it to them:

"Eat one of the Three Corpse Brain Pills, and you will be members of my Sun Moon God Sect, and you will be protected by me!"

After finishing speaking, she played with an embroidery needle and looked at the five scattered people expressionlessly.

If they don't eat, the next moment the embroidery needle will pierce between their eyebrows!

"..." After the five scattered people looked at each other, they all let out a long sigh, took the three corpse brain pill with helplessness on their faces, and swallowed it as soon as they raised their heads.

As the saying goes, it is better to live than to die.

If there is a chance to live, even if it is under the control of others, it is better than death!

"You guys are acquainted!" Dongfang Bubai snorted softly, and waved his hands to the various sects like chasing flies:

"There's nothing for you here, get out!"

"Amitabha, what the Eastern Hierarch said is wrong." The old monk's face turned ugly for a while, he proclaimed the Buddha's name, and said:

"Eastern Hierarch, although the Sun Moon God Sect came from Mingjiao, you have separated, and the Mingjiao matter has nothing to do with the Sun Moon God Sect.

Are you wading through this muddy water again? "

"Old monk..." Dongfang Bubai turned cold, looked at the old Shaolin monk and asked:

"Are you teaching me how to do things?"

Although her tone was calm, she carried a power that made the hearts of the sect leaders tremble!

"Don't dare!" The old Shaolin monk was frightened by Dongfang Bubai's momentum, and immediately shook his head:

"I just hope that the leader can think twice.

Although the Sun Moon God Sect is in full swing, there is no grand master guarding it after all.

If the sect master acts too ostentatiously, it may lead to the disaster of extermination of the sect! "

Although the old monk's ability is not as good as Dongfang Bubai, he is full of confidence.

Because they have a great master sitting in Shaolin Temple!

Really annoyed Shaolin, the mere Sun Moon God Sect could be wiped out!

"Hoo..." Dongfang Bubai's face sank when he heard the old monk's threat, and with a movement of his finger, an embroidery needle shot out in a hurry!

"Huh?!" The old monk's pupils shrank, and without hesitation, he grabbed the cassock and waved it vigorously!

"Huh..." Immediately, the cassock swelled up like a balloon!