There was wind at his feet, and Cao Zhe's waist swayed. A large amount of internal force was centered on the Foot Yangming Stomach Meridian and Yinwei Meridian. His body swayed left and right many times in a very short period of time.
Actually, three afterimages were pulled out directly in the dark night.
Then one of the figures cut through the night sky and jumped into the distance.
"Where to run?" Xin Yuan snorted coldly and stamped his feet hard.
A piece of wooden stake was kicked away by him, and the scattered wood chips were like bullets fired, sweeping towards Cao Zhe.
Cao Zhe had no choice but to dodge, and his speed dropped sharply.
At this time, my heart has already caught up with me.
It is still possible to climb the stars and capture the moon with one move. Compared with Xin Zhai's various methods to spend time, Xin Yuan's moves can be described as barren.
But precisely because of this, Cao Zhe was unable to resist and fell into a desperate situation.
Under the simplest direct attack, the strength gap between Cao Zhe and Xinzhai was completely exposed.
No matter what kind of talents Cao Zhe possesses, less than a year of growth is not enough to catch up with the gap of decades.
Xin Zhai is old and frail, not at his peak, and will be plotted by Cao Zhe.
Xin Yuan specializes in several special skills and maintains them through hard training for decades. This strength... cannot be desecrated.
Cao Zhe has switched off the operation of the Nine Yang Divine Art and replaced it with 'alive' as the constant state.
In this way, no matter what shape he was beaten into, even if he turned into a mosaic... he could still be considered alive.
As long as you are alive, there is hope.
Phew!
A sudden gust of wind struck, and Cao Zhe felt his body suddenly rise into the air.
A pair of sharp claws quickly grabbed his shoulders, pulled him suddenly into the air, and then rose rapidly.
Xin Yuan was below, directly smashing a large tree half as thick as his waist, carrying the tree and flying toward Cao Zhe like a javelin.
Bai Diao dragged Cao Zhe and leaned to dodge, avoiding the blow.
Obviously Bai Diao is also a veteran of the martial arts world, and has already had experience in dealing with the sniper attacks from some martial arts figures.
Cao Zhe reacted and knew that he had been saved by Huang Xiang's White Eagle. He was in mid-air, raised his head and said to the White Eagle: "Thank you, Eagle... friend! Thank you Huang Xiang too!"
"One more question...are you a competitor?"
Bai Diao didn't respond, and Cao Zhe couldn't see Bai Diao's eyes.
"Yes, just call twice, if not, just call once." Cao Zhe continued.
Bai Diao continued not to respond.
Cao Zhe sighed, and then said to Bai Diao: "Then put me down in the woods in front, and then go find your master! She needs you more than me."
Phew!
Bai Diao made a sound this time and responded.
It seems to be praising Cao Zhe for being sensible and wise.
Then Bai Diao lowered a little distance, and then threw Cao Zhe directly from mid-air.
"F*ck... it's too high!" Cao Zhe shouted as he continued to use his body skills, turning several times in mid-air to achieve the effect of slightly unloading his strength.
Even so, when he landed, Cao Zhe still felt pain in the soles of his feet. Fortunately, he was healthy and the pain soon disappeared and he was in full condition.
After recognizing the direction for a while, Cao Zhe hurried towards the Shaolin Temple.
At this time, the large army that besieged Cao Zhe in the mountains and forests was about to return to the temple, and only a small number of them were still wandering in the mountains and forests.
Cao Zhe breathed calmly, then suppressed the depression in his heart, flew over the treetops, stood on the high branches, and continued to use his mockery plan against the 'bald army' below.
"Hey! Do you want to escape?"
"That's right! After all, you are monks who have cut off three thousand worries and are free from greed, anger, obsession, resentment, and jealousy. In this case... I will give each of you a set of women's clothes, and you should be happy to accept it!" Cao Zhe After taking a deep breath, he shouted sarcastically.
The monks raised their heads and saw the 'bastard' Cao Zhe.
Some monks with bad tempers and hot tempers immediately started shouting and cursing.
Although monks must practice oral ethics, they can violate the precepts, and the monks in the precepts can pretend not to hear.
Rounding off...it means they have not broken the precepts.
For the first time, Cao Zhe learned that monks can also curse... and have a good vocabulary.
Maybe there is a business need!
That’s hard to say.
"I don't like women's clothing!"
"That's okay, I'll give you a few sets of egg beaters! It's useless to keep them anyway, and it will affect your practice. Just smash them all, and then concentrate on your practice. If you become a Buddha, a Bodhisattva or an Arhat, you don't need to thank me. It's what I should do." Cao Zhe didn't care about those dirty words. This simple physical output couldn't even break the defense.
"Hit him!" A monk from Luohan Academy roared angrily, holding a rattan stick with veins pulsing all over his body.
A large number of remaining monks have responded to the call and began to surround Cao Zhe.
When Cao Zhe saw that his goal was achieved, he naturally turned around and ran away.
"Don't chase him! He's just using his words. Are you angry too?"
"Is it useless to eat fast and chant Buddha's name on weekdays?" A great monk from Prajna Hall scolded, stopping the team from scattering.
"Don't worry about him, just let him talk, a little insulting, what do you care about?" the great monk said.
The group of monks were indignant, but they still organized their team and continued to return to the temple.
"Don't leave!"
"You'll all be dead if you go back!"
"The old monk in the temple uses you as a bargaining chip to count the death of Emperor Dayue Wu. He just returns to the temple to wait for death!" Cao Zhe shouted loudly.
At this point he had to tell the truth.
Even though he was sure that these monks would not believe it at all.
Sure enough, the team was still moving forward, and some monks even had a look of ridicule and disdain on their faces.
The so-called distance cannot lead to intimacy.
To them, even if Cao Zhe was not an enemy, he was at best a stranger.
And those old monks in the temple are their kind-hearted ancestors and elders. How can they believe that their teachers and elders will deceive and betray them?
"It's just a cup of tea, why don't you believe me...wait a little longer?" Cao Zhe shouted loudly.
"Bodhisattva and Buddha will not punish you because you miss one day of morning prayers. But if you go to die like this and die miserably under the conspiracy of evil thieves, Buddha and Bodhisattva will shed tears." Cao Zhe's cry, It looked particularly powerless against the backdrop of the silently advancing team.
Gliding over like a big bird, old monk Xin Yuan stood aside, looking at Cao Zhe coldly and ironically.
He did not take action against Cao Zhe for the time being.
It seemed that he wanted Cao Zhe to witness the tragedy with his own eyes and despair.
Suddenly, along with a sudden roar, a burst of dazzling red light appeared in the direction of the Shaolin Temple not far away.
A moment later, a huge roaring explosion was heard, and the wind and waves were even swept into the forest, knocking down some trees.
Rumble...!
A sound like the earth was shaking.
The whole earth seemed to be being torn apart.
And then... With the Shaolin Temple as the core, the dazzling explosion light is opening up everywhere under the night!
The flower of destruction of sin blooms in the land of Buddha for many years.
The Tathagata in the Main Hall collapsed in the gunfire, and the Arhat murals in the Arhat Hall were also broken into debris.
All the monks who quickly returned to the Shaolin Temple stopped in their tracks, feeling sluggish and cold.
(Thank you to Shi Shu Tong for another thousand and five hundred points, and thank you to Yiye Zhiqiu for his hundred point reward! Thank you all!)
