"careful!!"

…

Hands with claws, tearing them apart on rainy nights.

The reminder sound came over, and Tu Baisui suddenly turned around and looked back. Two claws gushed in his sight, and he grabbed it on his head, like a pair of dragon claws snatching beads.

The crowd suddenly burst into cheers from the rivers and lakes: "Master Zhigui's bead-grabbing style makes people eye-opening..."

As he cheered, blood splattered, and on the wet floor tiles, the huge figure quickly retreated. The serrated knife in his hand swung out one after another, forcing the other party to open. Blood was flowing down his cheeks from five blood marks.

"Shaolin Dragon Claw Hand is indeed fierce, ruthless!!"

On his hideous face, Tu Baisui wiped the blood on his face and dyed his fingers red. If it weren't for the reminder from his companion in advance that he would have alerted him, when the other party suddenly grabbed him, he instinctively leaned back and his two claws poked his temples, there would be no room for rescue.

"Come again!"

The figure rushed out again, and his footsteps were running wildly. The tip of the knife was dragged to the ground, breaking out a long trace of water. In an instant, the handle of the knife turned in his hand and the blade twitched upwards.

The blade was soaked in the air and beeped slightly.

Cover the sea knife. Cut the waves!

The beeping made a big flicker as the sharp blade was cut out. In the rain, a stream of light seemed to be chopped out. The head of the discipline courtyard suddenly staggered his shoulders, and the opponent's raised sword light almost touched his chest. There was a slightly raised monk's robe cloth, which directly cut out the gap. The moment the fabric chips fell, the thick and powerful arms suddenly stretched out, and the strong wind passed.

Shaolin Dragon Claw Hand. Cloud Style

Seeing his movements, the giant man who used the knife had no time to avoid it. In a hurry, the moment the strength was injected into his shoulders, the other party buckled his claws and directly grabbed Tu Baisui's shoulder.

If it were an ordinary person, Tu Baisui would naturally not be afraid. With his body shape and strength, even if someone holds his shoulder, he would easily shake it away. However, the moment the other party pulled his claws, his thumb suddenly pressed on the "Bacillary Cave" on his shoulders, and his shoulders became numb, and his hands almost couldn't hold the hilt.

"The head of the captain, I offended me."

The first seat of the precepts court stood on his chest with one hand, and held the other hand on his shoulder. He maintained a little politeness in his rude and vicious manner, and spoke.

However, at this moment, the fist wind came!

The figure bent slightly, and bypassed Li Wenshu like a shadow. The moment the water splashed on the ground, the iron fist pierced the air and made a violent sound. Monk Zhigui frowned, and was somewhat surprised. Hearing the bursting momentum of the other party's fist, he did not dare to take it forward. He immediately let go of the other person's shoulder and jumped to dodge.

The iron boxing was in the air, and the falling rain curtain was also swept.

At the same time, Hao Laiman, the lone swordsman who had just been knocked away, got up with a knife, rushed quietly with blood in his mouth, and slashed out with a knife according to Gu Mi who was facing his back.

"Don't kill anyone!" Li Wenshu saw this and thought to himself that it was a terrible thing. After all, the two of them were the six gate captains. If they were injured here, the entire temple would not be able to escape. They subconsciously shouted.

On the side, the giant man who had just left the control happened to face the man. He shouted loudly, and waved his sword in the backhand and slapped it into the air. The scarlet blood, Hao Laiman's rushing momentum could no longer be controlled, just like a whole person hitting the other party's blade.

puff

The burly body suddenly became two petals, and ran to both sides with constant castration before falling into the water. The internal organs were thrown to the ground, and the smell of blood suddenly spread.

The rich men around the world immediately stopped doing it and started to make trouble.

"Hao Daxia was killed by...!"

"Brothers killed them"

“… Come with me if you bring the seeds!”

….

The heroes here were angry and shouted fiercely, but they did not move. On the stone steps, the head of the Damo Academy looked at Hao Laiman's corpse, and a sad look flashed in his eyes. His eyes were flowing, and he looked at the man who was mixed in the crowd. He had no choice but to walk down the stone steps.

"How can the Buddhist pure land be committed to murder?"

Step again.

"Quickly take down the two of them and the demon witch, but don't hurt their lives."

As soon as he finished speaking, his figure shone over the wet woman in the field.

Monk Zhitong sighed. As the head of the Prajna Academy, he was unwilling to bully the few with the more, but he wanted to take the other party as soon as possible, so he had to do so.

He walked towards Xiaopinger, walking faster and faster, and the cassock whisked in the rain, speeding up.

"Master!"

At this time, the Tathagata of Baoguang, who had not paid much attention on the other side, rushed over suddenly. In the rain curtain, the strong wind waved out of the iron Zen staff, roaring over several monks who wanted to intercept, and led a group of Sun and Moon Gods to save people.

But then he was stopped by the old monk with the first magic name in the Arhat Academy with a copper stick. The sects behind him were bullied with weapons, and the sticks were shadowed, and several blades were almost broken and knocked away at the same time.

"This master is probably practicing some magic shoveling techniques. I just happened to have practiced some of the magic shovels, so I used a stick instead of shovels. Please give me some advice." The old monk's eyes were calm, but he was aggressive. He showed a copper stick in his hand, and he raised it.

The vision was raised, and under the heavy rain, more than ten constables on the other side pulled out the steel knives from their waists and rushed forward. The green forest people rushed over and held each other, forming a wall.

The detective was red-eyed and shouted: "Get out of the way!"

"Then you rushed over! If you don't have sex, get out of here... I won't kill you, guys." The people in the martial arts world laughed and laughed.

Behind the human wall, Gu Mi had a pair of iron fists and Tu Baisui fought with the first monk Zhigui of Shaolin Precepts Academy, the first monk Zhigui, who was in the Shaolin Precepts Academy. The three of them had great strength. The monk Zhigui was quite famous in the world. The thirty-six-style dragon claw grasping hands were even more like entering the hall. Every time he had one hand and one claw, he would grasp it without any fault and directly took the other acupoints.

Gu Mixian fought with the opponent, with his fists against his claws, and his fists hit him like a storm. The fist hit the opponent's palm, just like a drumstick hitting a cowhide drum, making a thud. Obviously, the opponent not only knows the dragon claw hand skills, but also has Shaolin's unique body-refining martial arts.

On the side, the giant man holding a knife saw that the two of them were too close to each other and had to maintain a siege. Occasionally, when he saw the other party revealing a gap, he would swing the knife and slash. But halfway through the next step, Monk Zhigui suddenly let out a dull sound, suddenly turned away, and left his figure who had been fighting against each other, jumped towards Tu Baisai. His hands were like heavy rain, bullying his body along the back of the knife. The dragon claws and hands continued endlessly and were extremely fast. Every move was to force the opponent to take a step back.

There was only a bang.

His tall body was suddenly torn, his chest was covered in blood, and another head hammer hit him.

Tu Baisui's chest turned sweet, and then he was hit by the head hammer and flew several feet away, fell to the ground, and struggled to get up from the mud, and then sprayed a mouthful of blood on his neck.

Gu Mi was stunned in the rain. On the opposite side, her claws grabbed her again, and her gloomy eyes burst out with murderous intent and she met her face.

At the same time, the other side also started to fight violently. Xiao Pinger treated some internal injuries. The pain in the chest was not so painful. He even hit the oncoming old monk Zhixin. While the wet embroidered shoes slid back a few steps, the wide robe covered one side and slapped it down.

While waving the cassock, Xiao Ping'er's figure pulled up and stretched outward. During the movement, he waved his hand and hit Monk Zhixin's eyebrows with a needle.

The head of the Damo Academy turned his head, and he avoided it lightly, and then followed him again. The woman's figure fell to the ground and was a little embarrassed. She picked up a flower with her orchid finger and then another needle passed.

With a loud bang, the old monk Zhitong of Prajna Academy waved his cassock and blocked it. As he moved, his steps continued to move forward, and the two of them attacked each other.

"I once heard that you are cruel and ruthless. You can imagine that today, the witch, you can surrender! Maybe you can save your life." The old monk Zhitong said when he saw that the other party was forced to the corner.

With a slender body leaning against the courtyard wall, wet hair against the smiling cheeks, the woman whispered: "Old bald donkey, you don't understand what the world is..."

"….. Others are looking for you to compete. If you are afraid, you will not be able to compete. Others will ride on your head and act as a mighty person. But after killing so many people, someone stood up and said you are cruel and ruthless, and you are a devil." She smiled and leaned against the wall, straightened her waist, "You said, is this seat riding on your head, or is it better to be a devil?"

"..." In the rain, the old monk Zhixin was silent for a moment and was about to take action. At this moment, he heard a loud bang. The outline of the Heavenly King Hall collapsed in the firelight in the dark.

Then, I heard the sudden sound from the people from the Jianghu over there: "Who is it?"

The voice was mixed with the sound of bone shattering. Several human bodies flew in the air like discarded dolls, hitting the ground. Through the vague flame light, two tall and mighty men each held sledgehammers and stood onto the square in front of the Main Hall. There were people from the Jianghu who were trying to intercept them, and they directly smashed the sledgehammers into pieces.

After Xiaopinger covered her chest and saw the two of them clearly, she breathed a sigh of relief and immediately showed a bright smile: "You are finished in Shaolin Temple..." It looked like a look of a traitor.

The rain sways with the wind and the fire sways.

"Who is more ruthless..."

The Shaolin host and the other heads of the courtyard stopped and looked in the direction where the cold sound came. A sedan slowly appeared in everyone's sight.

Then he put it down steadily, and the eunuch next to him wearing a black palace robe holding a sword lifted up the curtain of the sedan chair.

A slender figure with a dangerous aura stood there.

He held his hands in his mouth and said calmly: "I am here to ask for someone, who won't give it? Otherwise, this fire would not be enough."
Chapter completed!