"Could it be that Master Fangzheng intends to take it by force?" Song Qingshu snorted coldly.
Master Fangzheng called out the Buddha's name: "Amitabha! The "Yi Jin Jing" is originally a Shaolin property, how can you snatch it? It's just that the property is returned to its original owner."
"I don't know if the three masters are planning to fight with each other, or to rush forward?" Song Qingshu looked around and couldn't help but sneered.
"This..." Fang Zheng hesitated immediately. His initial plan was to combine the strength of the three of them to make a quick decision and get the scriptures back.
Among the three, Xu Zhu is fine, Fang Zheng and Xuan Cheng are figures who have been famous for decades, and their seniority is very high, if they join forces to deal with a younger generation, it will be ridiculed by others if they don't join forces , with the martial arts shown by the opponent just now, Fang Zheng is not sure that he can get the scriptures back.
When Fang Zheng was hesitating, Xu Zhu suddenly said: "Although this benefactor has high martial arts skills, he must always take into account the cold poison in this female benefactor's body, so it is inevitable that she will not be able to fully use her martial arts skills. If someone who is highly respected by the Supreme Court makes a move at this moment, it will be suspected of taking advantage of others if it is spread. How about this, let the monk do it for this battle. The junior monk is low in the temple. Whether he wins or loses in this battle, his reputation will not be damaged. "
Fang Zheng and Xuan Cheng looked at each other, they both nodded secretly, it was really good for Xu Zhu to take the lead in this battle, not only blocked Youyou's mouth, but also Xu Zhu was the closed disciple of that person, with amazing martial arts, they all secretly admired him.
"Since that's the case, it's up to you to retrieve the lost secret book for Shaolin this time." The two said in unison.
Song Qingshu secretly sneered, this Xu Zhu seems to be honest, but in fact he is very cunning, Xu Zhu is the lowest seniority in Shaolin Temple, often newcomers who just entered the temple will be ranked in Xu Zhu, if he is not clear about the truth, treat him as a Ordinary people of the Xu generation would suffer a lot if they were treated, but this Xu Zhuzi's martial arts was better than most of the high-ranking monks of the Xuan family in the temple.
"Senior, you have to be careful with this little monk. Although he is not good-looking, his martial arts is high. I'm afraid he is even better than the old monk there..." Ren Yingying had seen Xu Zhu's amazing performance at the Golden Snake Conference. If she hadn't met Xu Zhu in advance Sword Immortal Ah Qing, I am afraid that he will surely enter the finals. She was worried that the senior beside her would lose Jingzhou carelessly, so she hurriedly reminded him.
"Thank you, Miss Ren." Seeing Ren Yingying's worried eyes, Song Qingshu burst out laughing. The relationship between the two had always been incompatible before.
(This chapter is not finished, please turn the page) Today she is actually on the same front as herself.
But Song Qingshu knew very well that once Ren Yingying saw her appearance under the mask, she would definitely wish to die immediately, so how could she be kind enough to remind her...
"Amitabha, this little monk has offended you." After Xu Zhu bowed his head, his body didn't move, he just moved his right hand slightly towards the void, a nearby big tree moved automatically without wind, dozens of leaves gathered between his two fingers in an instant , the leaves tumbling up and down, as if imprisoned in a small area by an invisible qi.
Everyone around gasped. The little monk looked ordinary, but he was so horrified when he made a move.
"Picking up the flower finger?" Song Qingshu sighed, "Young monk, you are murderous when you strike, which may not be the same as Venerable Kasyapa's smiling while holding up the flower."
"I made the benefactor laugh." Xu Zhu didn't get angry, stretched out his left hand and flicked the tumbling leaves between his right fingers, one of the leaves suddenly escaped, and hit Song Qingshu like an arrow from the string.
Xuan Cheng at the side nodded secretly, Xu Zhu's flick with his left hand seemed easy and freehand, but in fact he used Yin Luotuo's finger to a superb level, first use long-range attack, try the opponent's reality or not.
The flat leaf rotated rapidly in the air, and at the same time it made a piercing air explosion sound. Ren Yingying was stunned and thought to herself: Although this little monk is young, his internal strength may not even be comparable to that of Brother Chong.
"Big brother, be careful!" Wu Yunzhu on the side subconsciously covered her ears with her hands and reminded.
Song Qingshu turned his head and smiled at her, with a flick of his right hand, the leaf that seemed to be able to pierce gold and broken stones instantly turned into dust in his sleeve.
Wu Yunzhu's heart trembled from the upward arc of his mouth, and seeing that he had easily neutralized the opponent's attack, she clapped her hands subconsciously: "Big brother is awesome!"
Ah Zi on the side couldn't help curling her lips, thinking to herself: This stinky girl flatters her ass so smoothly, and seems to be doing everything out of nature, I'm afraid she will be my enemy in the future...
"Little monk, you don't think you can beat me by throwing a hidden weapon from a distance like this?" Before Song Qingshu finished speaking, his face suddenly changed, he turned around and left the place with Ren Yingying in his arms, but it was too late In half a step, although he was not injured, the clothes on his body were cut open by a leaf that suddenly appeared beside him.
"Phaseless finger, formless and formless, it really lives up to its reputation." Song Qingshu's face showed a trace of solemnity.
(This chapter is not over, please turn the page) "The benefactor really has sharp spiritual sense." Xu Zhu showed surprise, the reason why he used the Yin Luotuo finger to urge the leaf to make a shocking noise just now was to cover up the power of the Wuxiang Jie finger force.
Formless Jie means, invisible and formless, when the other party notices it, they are often hit, Xu Zhu never thought that his plan would still not hurt the other party.
Thinking that this battle is related to "Yi Jin Jing", Xu Zhu's expression suddenly became a bit serious, put away his tentative heart, and waved his right hand towards Song Qingshu.
All the leaves tumbling between his fingers flew towards Song Qingshu. Although the leaves were scattered, they were not in a mess. People around watched from the side, and soon realized that these leaves vaguely formed the shape of a long knife.
"Knife Qi!"
Many knowledgeable people in the field had already exclaimed, but before they had time to sigh, the leaves in mid-air suddenly ignited, and immediately turned into flying knives all over the sky, and threw themselves at Song Qingshu and Song Qingshu on the other side.
"Can the wood-burning saber technique still be used like this?" Ren Yingying looked horrified, and when she came to her senses, the burning leaves were three feet in front of her eyes, and it was too late for her to turn around to dodge, and there was only one thought left in her mind: it's over, it's over, These leaves are burning vigorously, if one of them falls on my face, wouldn't I be disfigured
Ren Yingying is a girl after all, her first reaction was not to worry about getting hurt, but worrying about her appearance being ruined. At this moment, she put all her hopes on the man beside her, and Song Qingshu did not disappoint her. Chengying sword was unsheathed, and the midair was suddenly dotted with cold stars, and all the leaves that struck were turned into flying ash.
"Senior, your swordsmanship..." Ren Yingying's red lips parted slightly, with a look of surprise on her face, perhaps because of the close distance, she could see it more clearly than others, the sparks that filled the sky just now seemed to have paused, Only the cold light from the tip of the Chengying Sword remained, pointing to the sparks one by one, each time a spark was tapped, the sparks would suddenly go out.
It was obviously a fleeting thing, but a gorgeous picture was left in Ren Yingying's mind.
While Ren Yingying sighed, Xuan Cheng on the other side suddenly changed his face: "Song Qingshu!"—
ps I am very sorry for the broken update these days, I will start to recover from today, and I will try my best to make up for the chapters that have been left behind in the past few days
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