"Stop." When Monk Wushi's palms were three feet away from the two guards, a loud shout from the distance made him suddenly shrink his palms and jump behind them.
"Bald donkey, how dare you be so presumptuous?" The two guards seemed to be used to being arrogant and domineering. As soon as they escaped, they immediately brandished their swords.
"Master Wushi already has the guide to the pavilion, but he just forgot to bring it with him?" A man in his forties walked quickly and came to several people in a few breaths: "Are you two going to break the rules? "
"It really is the guide in the pavilion!" One of the guards muttered to himself after receiving the guide thrown by the forty-year-old man.
"What happened today, that there are still so many people holding road guides during the sealing period?" Another guard also said in confusion.
"Long Huai! You bastard attacked the sworn brother of the Sa family, and now you dare to follow him." When Monk Wu Shi saw the person, he was instantly furious. He condensed the Hundred Refining Gang Qi in his right palm and struck him in the face.
"Wu Shi, if you want to avenge Jin Chan's palm, you will have many opportunities in the future, but if the people inside run away, you may not be able to explain it to your adopted brother." This man in his forties is Long Huai. Seeing him swing his right palm horizontally, it collided with Wushi's palm in a cross shape.
Wu Shi only felt that he was full of hundred-refined Gangqi. The moment he touched the opponent's palm, he was like a ball deflated and gradually weakened.
"Wu Shi! If you must fight Long, you must be prepared to lose your life." Long Huai's face was cold and stern, and the soft power in his palm began to grow stronger bit by bit.
"Huh! The Sa family will accept your proposal!" Monk Wu Shi was under the other party's strong aura. Even though he was unwilling in his heart, the fear he suffered made him involuntarily accept Long Huai's proposal.
"Uncle Long! Let's chase them quickly. We must not let them go." The woman in black, who was with Ye Hu, also caught up with Long and Wu when they were fighting.
"Hiss, hiss!" The snakes under the pontoon seemed to understand that their master was away since Da Xiangliu's death. They were restless all day long and made infiltrative sounds, adding a sense of terror to the originally dark underground.
The man in the white robe and mask couldn't care less. The group of people lined up, carrying Yanran back and forth between the pontoons, and quickly moved towards the Long Jie military camp.
"Slow down!" Just as several people were running in a hurry, the man in the white robe and mask suddenly made a move with his right hand: "Quickly retreat."
Several people seemed to be well-trained. Although they didn't know what happened, after hearing the shouting, they immediately took a step and retreated from the middle of the pontoon in an orderly manner.
"Whoosh!" A phantom flashed and attacked the man in white robe who was carrying Yan Ran among the four people who were retreating. The man in white robe who was close to him instinctively moved to one side to block in front of him to protect him.
The man in white robe who came to rescue fell from the pontoon under the impact of the shadow, and fell heavily into the pile of snakes.
"Wow! Help!" The moment the man in white robe fell, the snakes that gathered swarmed up, their sharp teeth biting his flesh without restraint, devouring him in an instant.
Within a few breaths, the snakes gathered and dispersed. The fallen man in white robes was covered in black, his face was all gone, and he had long since lost his breath. However, the shadow that attacked several people disappeared from the bottom of the pontoon.
"Who is pretending to be a ghost?" The masked man in the middle of the pontoon was sullen. He ventriloquised from his Dantian using his inner strength. Waves of energy spread in circles, so powerful that even the white-robed man next to him felt scared.
But the shadow just now seemed to disappear out of thin air, no breath could be detected anymore, and the whole underground was eerily quiet.
"Damn you, put down Miss Yanran." A loud shout broke the silence of the moment. Monk Wu Shi connected his feet and pounced on him like a big bird.
"You guys go over there first!" The masked man shouted in a deep voice using ventriloquism. He turned upside down in the air, and two vines protruded from his sleeves and rolled towards Monk Wushi's waist.
Taoist Jin Chan had suffered a big loss from the poisonous vines before. How could Monk Wu Shi not know how powerful it was? Seeing the vines sweeping in, Wu Shi, who looked about five big and thick, actually shrank his body into a straight line, and never stopped. The vines forming a ring are passing through the middle.
The masked man didn't expect that Wu Shi had such a hand. Before the vine could retreat in time, he was hit in the stomach with a palm.
Wu Shi, who was overjoyed because of his success, didn't feel happy for long before he felt something was wrong; the masked man's belly was like cotton, not only absorbing all the power of his palm, but also sucking his right hand tightly, unable to move.
"Monk, you really angered me." The vines sent out by the masked man immediately circled around and wrapped Wushi tightly.
Monk Wushi tried his best to break free, but the needles on the vines slowly stretched and were about to pierce into his body.
"Cover!" Monk Wushi had no choice but to release all his strength to cover his body, trying his best to resist the erosion of the vines.
"Monk, do you think you can resist the power of the vines like this?" The masked man's belly suddenly exerted force, and Wushi was thrown away, while the vines cooperated with this force and tightly wrapped around his body, waiting for an opportunity to move. .
"Ugh!" Monk Wushi was already trying his best to resist the stings on the vines. He was caught off guard, and his true energy dispersed, and the whole body was suddenly broken.
When I saw the needle touching the skin, a layer of frost slowly covered the roots of the vine. In just a few breaths, the needle stagnated. A few feet away, a graceful woman in black had her right palm facing her. The masked man releases cold air.
"Xu Yunjin, Wei Hanwen, you want to fish in troubled waters and escape from the pavilion, do you really think you can succeed?" Long Huai stepped on the edge of the pontoon and jumped up, flying over the three people who escaped first, and pointed at the missile.
"Whoosh!" Two blasts of energy knocked off the masks of two of them, revealing two familiar faces. They were Xu Yunjin, a master of papermaking, and Wei Hanwen, a master of printing clay.
"Dragon Master's One Finger Cicada Kung Fu is so powerful!" Xu Yunjin, who was blocked in his way, was not angry and just praised lightly.
"Mr. Xu, thank you..." Long Huaigang was about to say a few words of courtesy, but the irritable Wei Hanwen yelled: "Long, a good dog doesn't block the way, what do you want to do if you stop me and my wife?" ?”
"Old Wei! As long as you and Mr. Xu hand over the secret method of making paper and ink pads, Long will let you go, how about it?" Long Huai clasped his hands in front of his chest, as if they already had something in their pockets.
"Long, haven't you woken up from your dream yet?" Before Xu Yunjin could speak, Wei Hanwen couldn't help but retaliate.
"Really? Then don't blame Long for being rude." Seeing that Xu and Wei were stubborn, Long Huai immediately turned cold and stepped forward.
"Two gentlemen, please take this girl with you first. I'm humble enough to stop this one named Long." The remaining man in white robe handed Yan Ran to Wei Hanwen and rushed forward to meet Long Huai.
"It's a fool's errand to control the vines just because of the cold." On the pontoon, the man in the white robe mask ventriloquised, and the frost-covered vines moved again, and the strong force knocked Wushi away several feet away.
"Don't even think about running away!" The woman in black jumped up, pulled out the soft sword from her waist and stabbed the man in the white robe and mask.
The man in the white robe and mask also jumped up to fight. In the midst of lightning and flint, the two exchanged several moves in the air, and they were evenly matched.
But the white-robed man who blocked Long Huai was in misery. He couldn't survive the three moves and was hit with a palm in the chest. He also followed the footsteps of the man who fell from the pontoon and was swallowed by the snakes.
"You can't just fight." The masked man fought with the woman in black until the fight was over, and the vines from his sleeves flew out again, unexpectedly wrapping around the woman's ankles, and swung them hard.
The woman in black was thrown ten feet away. She jumped several times in the air and was about to fall off the pontoon. At the critical moment, she reached out with her left hand and barely grabbed the edge of the pontoon. She swayed vertically twice and finally stabilized her body. shape.
The masked man didn't pursue him even after he succeeded in the attack. He immediately moved and chased in the direction of Long Huai.
"Damn it! I can't let Miss Yanran fall into the hands of these thieves." Monk Wu Shi, who was hit in the Dantian, endured the severe pain, barely stood up, and stumbled towards the direction of the people.
The woman in black took a short breath, exerted strength with her left palm, and jumped onto the pontoon again, chasing the masked man non-stop.
"Brother, this little girl is really pretty! If we can escape, how about we take her in?" Despite Wei Hanwen's age, he is still lustful.
"Are you sick again?" Although Xu and Wei are older, their ability to make light of their bodies is extraordinary, and they walk as fast as flying while talking.
"Hey! Brother, that's what I said. If you don't agree..." It can be seen that Wei Hanwen is still quite afraid of Xu Yunjin.
"Let's talk about it after we get out." Xu Yunjin was obviously thinking further and was not as brainless as Wei Hanwen.
"Mr. Xu is right. It's not like someone who is too old to be disrespectful." Along with Long Huai's voice, Xu and Wei felt two strong fingers attacking their soul gate points respectively. .
"Hanwen, move quickly!" Xu Yunjin was not sure whether he could avoid this blow, so he shouted and jumped forward quickly, rolling continuously on the spot.
"Brother!" Wei Hanwen, who was carrying Yanran, was unable to effectively dodge Long Huai's finger force, so he had no choice but to jump off the pontoon.
"Hanwen." Seeing Wei Hanwen jumping off the pontoon and about to fall into a pile of snakes, Xu Yunjin threw himself to the ground and shouted in despair.
Just when Xu Yunjin was desperate, the masked man jumped into the air above the pontoon. Two vines protruded from his sleeves, entangled Wei Hanwen and Yanran respectively, and used the power of the jump to pull them up.
"It looks like there is really no way to catch these two old guys without defeating the masked man." Long Huai took advantage of the masked man's whereabouts and unsteady footing, and bullied him up. His right palm flew up and down, and he grabbed his hand. Afterthought.
When the masked man fell, his strength was failing, but with extremely rich combat experience, he quickly used a gentle force to throw out the two people entangled in the vines, and he was lucky enough to catch Long Huai on his back. Palm.
"Bang!" The masked man felt a force that could break open monuments and rocks hit his back, causing severe pain in his internal organs.
Long Huai was also shocked. As long as the opponent was not killed by this set of monument-opening palms, he would be seriously injured. His palm hit the opponent's back as if he hit the mire.
"This palm is said to have used eight levels of power! Long Huai, since you are so aggressive, you can't blame me." While Long Huai was holding him in a daze, two vines had quietly wrapped around him. on the wrist.
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