"Hey, you guys, please mind your own business and leave quickly, lest my master takes action and loses your lives!"
Monk Fan, who had been stabbed in the arm before, had sobered up after fighting a few moves. When he saw the master coming, he became even more arrogant.
The black shadow shook his head and said no more. He suddenly jumped up and struck straight at the long-bearded monk who had spoken before with both hands. And this person happens to be the uncle of these monks.
Seeing the strong wind from the black shadow's palm, he was slightly startled and quickly faced it with both palms. The two of them were palming each other back and forth, and in an instant they had passed ten moves.
Good work!
Heiying was secretly frightened, but he was not slow at all and used every move as he saw it.
Other monks and black shadows also fought together. Judging from the number of people, both sides are exactly the same. However, there is still a master who is not on Fan Monk's side.
The master said nothing and watched the fight calmly, as if he was sure of victory.
Whenever he saw his apprentice about to fall, he would move his sleeves slightly and send out some hidden weapon. Then, the shadow would often fail to succeed.
At this time, Liu Yushan had basically seen it clearly. It was obvious that the black shadow must be a chivalrous man.
Take action!
He jumped up like a big bird and flew down from the roof.
The master was observing the situation on the field, but unexpectedly he saw a dark figure rushing toward him with an alarming force. Without thinking, I saw his robe sleeves dancing, his thin palms quickly clenched into fists, and with a roar, he punched him out.
boom!
The two fists exchanged blows, and Master Fanseng took two small steps back. Liu Yushan took advantage of the momentum of his fall and gained a slight upper hand.
Now, without the help of his master, the black shadows will gradually gain the upper hand.
Master Fanseng didn't ask any more questions, and threw his fists at Liu Yushan. Liu Yushan felt that the strong wind was blowing in his face. He was a powerful enemy that he had never encountered in his life. He quickly avoided the enemy and staggered his fists.
The two immediately struggled with each other.
Master Fanseng was victorious because of his deeper inner strength and longer energy, while Liu Yushan was victorious because of his rich experience and more sophisticated moves. Therefore, for a time, they were evenly matched.
After fighting for half the incense stick, several monks fell to the ground one after another. Then, a group of black shadows rushed in from outside the door. As soon as they came up, they tied them up.
As a result, only Master Fanseng and his junior brother were left in the field, still fighting hard.
The lights were brightened, and the shadows had completely taken control of the scene, surrounding them in the center.
Master Fanseng was suddenly startled, his momentum was somewhat deflated, and his boxing skills were also scattered. Liu Yushan was complaining secretly, but when he saw that he was discouraged, he took advantage of the situation and turned his fist into his palm, and suddenly used the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms move. This move was taught to him by Zheng Baye.
Master Fan Seng fought with him for a long time, thinking that his boxing skills were no better than those few sets. Unexpectedly, he suddenly received such a palm. He had no time to dismantle it, so he took a strong breath of energy and ran straight to the room.
"Want to escape!"
Liu Yushan also wanted to pursue him.
Unexpectedly, with a flash of cold light, several black shadows flew down from the roof, and the light of swords and swords suddenly enveloped Master Fanseng.
Helplessly, Master Fanseng was forced to the ground, and knives, sticks, and swords were instantly placed on him.
"That's it, that's all!"
Master Fanseng sat down on the ground.
Over there, Master Fanseng's situation is not optimistic either. The black shadow from before was obviously the leader of the crowd, with high kung fu and deep internal strength, slightly better than him. When his senior brother was captured, he couldn't help but panic.
"Fall down!"
As the black shadow shouted loudly, Uncle Fanseng was hit in the chest with a palm, and a mouthful of blood spurted out. He quickly retreated and sat down on the ground.
