Let’s talk about that monk. After being kicked away by Wang Yuanheng, he felt deeply that the person he came with was very powerful. He didn’t dare to be careless and hurriedly used all his skills to hit out with two palms. Wang Yuanheng was not in a hurry; he avoided his attack.

After the first palm, he directly connected with his second palm. With a bang, Wang Yuanheng didn't move at all, but the monk was shocked seven or eight feet away by him. "Don't hurt my disciple!"

With a loud shout, Master Long Xiang flew up from the sky. With the sound, he raised his palms and used 70% of his power to strike at Wang Yuanheng's head. Wang Yuanheng only felt that the power of this palm was extremely powerful, as if it was carrying wind and rain, with the faint sound of wind and thunder.

; I wanted to return the palm to catch it, but it was too late. Just when Wang Yuanheng was about to be hit by this palm, three figures flashed out at the same time in the dusk, stretched out their legs, received the palm, and high-fived; the dragon elephant was photographed.

On the side. 'Three divine monks of Shaolin!' someone exclaimed. That's right! The people who came were none other than the three divine monks of Fuxing, Fuxing, and Fuxing. Each of the three were proficient in one of the seventy-two Shaolin stunts; due to their skill,

Gao Jue, the three of them had few rivals sixty years ago. Now, one of the three is the head of the Bodhidharma Academy, one is the head of the Vinaya Academy, and the other is the presiding officer of the Luohan Hall. In terms of seniority, the three monks are the masters of Master Fangzheng.

Master Kongwen is a generation older than him, and is one of the three highest-ranking Shaolin sect martial arts practitioners today. However, based on their age, all three of them should be over ninety years old. In addition, they have not been around in the world, so many people even doubt them.

They have long since passed away. Therefore, people in today's martial arts world have always only heard of the "Three Divine Monks of Shaolin" but never seen their names. Now after hearing Master Fang Zheng call out the "Three Divine Monks of Shaolin", all the heroes could not help but come to the stage in unison.

The three people above looked around and saw that among the three people, except for one who was wide and fat, the other two were short, skinny and lean. They had a pair of golden eyes, and their faces were full of red light and full of energy.

People feel that they are not elderly people who are nearly a hundred years old, but more like middle-aged monks in their fifties. After the three monks stood on the stage, they immediately clasped their hands and chanted "Amitabha!" Soon, the oldest of the three monks

The tall fat monk Duhe turned to Master Longxiang and said, "The master is also a high-level monk and a senior master, but he is so cruel to this younger generation. It seems to be too much!" Master Longxiang saw that the one who just took action was actually

The "Three Divine Monks of Shaolin", he also knew the martial arts skills of the three monks, and thought to himself, "There are three old ghosts here today, but it is very bad." Then he used the nine-level "Dragon Elephant Kung Fu" to attack the three monks.

At that time, there were strong winds and rain, and the sound of wind and thunder was loud. The three monks did not dare to be careless. They each used their ten skills and jointly attacked Master Longxiang. But Master Longxiang was indeed not taking it easy. He used all his skills to use the "Dragon Elephant Skill"

The exquisite move of 'bringing order to order' actually directed all the palm power of the three monks towards Wang Yuanheng on the side. Wang Yuanheng saw this powerful force and was unable to dodge, so he hurriedly used his 90% power to catch the three monks.

The palm force struck. Following a loud bang and several muffled grunts, the three divine monks all staggered to the ground. Wang Yuanheng was also knocked back more than ten feet by the palm force of the strike, spitting out a mouthful of blood and sat on the ground.

On the ground. Seeing that Wang Yuanheng still wanted to stand up and fight again, Taoist Master Lingxu quickly shouted, "You can't be brave, boy!" Seeing this, Master Fang Zheng on the side also quickly continued, "According to the rules of the competition: if two people fight in a row, they can fight halfway.

Rest; the donor has fought several people in a row now, so he should rest aside!" After saying this, with a flick of the sleeves of the broad monk's robe, a soft force immediately swept Wang Yuanheng forward.

Wang Yuanheng looked at the faces of his master and Master Fang Zheng, and did not dare to be stubborn. He quickly sat down next to Taoist Master Lingxu as he was told. Suddenly, a burst of music sounded, which contained endless charm and a bit of resentment; it made people feel uneasy.

It was slightly chaotic. When I was young, a woman in white clothes slowly fell from the sky with a guzheng on her shoulders. Her clothes were fluttering like a startled dragon, and she carried a delicate fragrance when she fell. It was like a fairy from the sky descending to earth, and like a fairy from the moon palace coming to earth.

Shi; the group of tycoons were a little crazy looking at it. When the woman fell into the field, her hand playing the piano did not stop for a moment, but the sound of the piano was even more lingering and beautiful, coupled with the wonderful fragrance she brought; I couldn't help but feel

People's minds started to panic. When the three monks of Amituo Buddha heard the sound of the piano, they immediately announced the Buddha's name and shouted, "Witch, what are you going to do!" When the heroes heard this, they calmed down. But the woman

He didn't care at all, but his fingers moved faster; the sound of the piano was even brighter and lingering. "This is Chun Twelve Niangs," Wang Yuanheng quietly told Taoist Master Lingxu. At this moment, Chun Twelve Niangs saw the three monks preparing to attack.

But she stood up the piano and slapped the head of the piano with her palm. Suddenly, several strings of the piano were broken and fired towards the three monks. But these moves of hers were like child's play in the eyes of the three monks. The three of them one by one

After plucking the strings that had been shot, because they did not want to attack the younger generation, they all stood in a corner of the arena in silence, like clay and wood sculptures. But as soon as the three monks stood still, one of them shouted, "Twelve Niangs"

Don't panic, no one is coming!' Someone came with the sound, and a short and thick man fell into the field. As soon as Chun Twelve Mother saw this man, she immediately put away the piano case and disappeared. 'This is Wan

Wang Yuanheng, the protector of the Immortal Gang, Mo Xie, whispered to Taoist Master Lingxu again. When he was young, Mo Xie put his hands on the ground and crossed his legs, twisting towards the three monks. When the three monks were thinking about the solution, they suddenly said, "Alas -

--' A long sigh came from the ground. The sound was very thin and long, containing sorrow and erratic; it seemed like it was coming from the underworld. Everyone's eyes flashed, and one person fell onto the stage. A strange wind happened to blow.

Come, brush the long hair in front of the person who came, and suddenly a face with bones and bones appeared; a pair of black eyes seemed to be flashing with red light. Although it was daytime, everyone looked at the person's face and the voice just now

He sighed, and felt his scalp was fried and his back was tight. "The ghost old man from the underworld!" Wang Yuanheng exclaimed. That's right! The person who came was the old ghost ghost from the underworld who came with Chun Twelve Niangs and Mo Xie. At this moment, he saw

When the three monks seemed to be thinking, they cooperated with Mo Xie's fierce offensive and immediately turned their hands into ghost claws to grab the three monks head-on. Seeing this, the three monks immediately responded to the fight; Du Nan blocked Mo Xie's leg movement, and Du E caught it

The ghost claws of the Netherworld Ghost Old Man were attacking, and Du Jie was on the side. The one Du Jie used was Shaolin's secret technique, the 'Powerful Vajra Palm', which was very powerful. After a while, Mo Xie was about to be subdued; the one Du Jie used was

The magical skill of 'Shaolin Dragon Gripping Hand' is exquisite and fast as lightning, which perfectly complements the erratic ghost hands of the Netherworld Ghost Old Man. However, since the three monks have not been out of the mountain for a long time, they inevitably lack experience in battle. After a while, they were noticed by the 'Netherworld Ghost Old Man'

The flaw has come.

So without wasting any more time, he immediately used all his strength to use the exquisite moves in the "Five Ghost Tenna" to separate and rescue the two monks who were in trouble. Suddenly there were many ghost shadows and claw shadows all over the sky; there were also "chirps" mixed in between them.

The sound of ghosts roared. Dujie, who was watching the battle on the sidelines, did not dare to neglect, and hurriedly used his whole life's skills to use the 'Boruo Divine Palm' to block the ghost claws in the sky. When Dujie was crossing the disaster, each of them used their own special skills to move forward from both sides.

The Netherworld Ghost Old Man struck out. The three divine monks joined forces and struck a shocking blow. Although the Netherworld Ghost Old Man was extremely powerful, he did not dare to attack lightly. He quickly dodged and moved aside.

.While several people on the field were fighting desperately, no one noticed: Wang Yuanheng, who was resting on the side, was also watching all the changes on the field. Although the moves of several people were lightning fast and extremely fast, but Wang Yuanheng, who was watching the battle intently, saw

He came, but was a little slow. He silently watched the movements of several people, and secretly memorized all the martial arts techniques of the three monks. After a while, several people had passed hundreds of moves. Du'e suddenly faced Netherworld.

Gui Sou yelled, "What is your relationship with Baidu Demon Lord Li Tianxing!" Du'e's words shocked Master Fang Zheng and Taoist Master Lingxu. Yes, back then, Li Tianxing was known as the number one master of the evil sect. Not only was he good at

He is a poisoner, and his martial arts has reached the advanced level; he himself is murderous by nature, and countless people in the martial arts have died under his hands; he has attracted masters of evil sects from all over the world to respect him. Therefore, he is called the "Demon King of Hundred Poisons"

'. Because of the numerous massacres that he orchestrated at that time, everyone in the martial arts world was terrified of him. Therefore, sixty years ago, led by Shaolin's abbot Wudang Taoist, he gathered hundreds of elites from various martial arts sects.

More than ten people lured the 'Hundred Poison Demon Lord' to the top of Mount Wutai for a fight to the death. The battle was extremely brutal. In the end, although Li Tianxing was knocked off the cliff by Master Kongwen, Taoist Tianyu and others, the elites of each faction also suffered casualties.

The heavy price paid for dozens of people. Master Fang Zheng and Taoist Master Lingxu have all heard their master talk about this matter. Therefore, hearing Du E mention this person again now, how come it is not shocking?! (To be completed.
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