Chapter 579

Qiao Feng wants to fight. Who can fight?

If Qiao Feng wants to run, who can stop him?

Even with He Xie's martial arts, he dare not win Qiao Feng without hanging up, because this man is strong when he is strong. He is a real God of war. You never know how much potential he will bring into play.

Finally, the Shaolin monks tossed about for half an hour and still couldn't find the trace of Qiao Feng. The monks were dejected and relatively silent. They all felt that they had lost their face this time.

When they had almost given up, a cry for help came from the Bodhi hall not far away.

More than a dozen xuanzi generation eminent monks looked at each other and quickly swept over there almost at the same time.

After entering the Bodhi hall, I saw five little monks lying on the ground unconscious.

Xuanbei's face was heavy. He hit five fingers in the air and immediately solved their acupoints.

When the five monks woke up and saw so many leaders coming, they hurried to salute in a mess and trembled.

Xuantong stepped forward and asked in a deep voice, "what's going on? Who lit your acupoints? "

"Uncle Hui's words are Zhiqing," said a little monk trembling. He suddenly caught a glimpse of a little monk behind xuanci. He was surprised, jumped up, pointed to him and shouted angrily: "Zhiqing! Why did you plot against your fellow disciples and steal the Scriptures behind the bronze mirror? "

The little monk pointed by him was surprised:“ Senior brother zhizhan, what are you talking about! "

Zhi Zhan said angrily, "you kick down five people like me and steal scriptures. What are you pretending to be stupid!"

Zhi Qing also said angrily, "I've been around the abbot. How can I steal any scriptures?"

The two little monks argued endlessly, but several xuanzi generation eminent monks looked different and winked at each other.

Xuanci coughed softly, and the two little monks immediately shut up.

He sighed and said, "there must be something special about this. Just now, Zhiqing has been with me and hasn't left. "

After a pause, he said, "all younger martial brothers and nephews, first return to our hospital to rest. Those who have a function will follow it as usual."

The monks dispersed as ordered, leaving only three monks, xuanci, xuanbei and Xuanji, with dignified faces.

Xuanci suddenly said, "Amitabha, sin!"

As soon as the eight characters were exported, the three monks suddenly flew up and attacked the rear of the Buddha statue from three different directions!

Boom!

The next moment, the statue of Buddha was pushed down from the back with a palm. Qiao Feng looked depressed, picked up a frightened little monk and jumped out.

As like as two peas, the little monk is exactly the same as the previous one who was stolen by the duty.

How could the three monks allow Qiao Feng to escape? Now Qi Qi drank loudly. They had each exercised their body methods in the air, and Qi Qi photographed behind Qiao Feng.

Qiao Feng didn't want to fight hard. When his body fell, he grabbed the five foot high bronze mirror that exposed him, turned his arms and wrists, and blocked the screen behind him like a shield.

When I heard a loud noise, the three monks hit the bronze mirror with their palms together. The bronze mirror suddenly fell apart. One of them collapsed on ah Zhu's heart. Ah Zhu spewed out a mouthful of blood and fainted on the spot!

With the help of this palm, Qiao Feng's body ran out like an arrow.

But just arrived at the door, I heard the evil wind coming on my face, and seven or eight figures rushed at him!

It turned out that the previous xuanzi generation eminent monks did not leave, but were afraid that he would escape and intercept him outside.

Qiaofeng people in mid air, but suddenly made a thousand kilograms of falling Kung Fu instantly sink and fall to the ground, making everyone jump into the air.

Without waiting for the monks to completely block his Sifang Road, he gently touched the ground on his toes, and his real Qi ran like fireworks. He grabbed ah Zhu in one hand and clapped three palms in one hand.

Boom, boom!

In an instant, a torrent of bright yellow Qi poured out and ravaged the void. It was the move of flying dragon in the 18 dragon subduing palms.

The faces of all the monks changed greatly, and no one dared to answer them. They used their body methods to avoid them. However, when they stood firm and looked again, Qiao Feng had disappeared into the night with people.

Someone ran away again!

The atmosphere of embarrassment is spreading.

After a long silence, xuanbei shook his head and sighed, "this man's martial arts are really good!"

Xuanji's face coagulated and said, "Khitan people are cruel and vicious. This person must be removed as soon as possible to avoid infinite harm."

Xuanbei hesitated slightly, but still said, "I feel that there should be other feelings about this matter. This benefactor Qiao is the righteous younger brother of benefactor he. With my understanding of benefactor he and his noble character, I should not bow down to a despicable person."

Xuanji snorted coldly, "senior brother xuanbei, you can praise the descendant of the evil sword in every way. Why do you even protect Qiao Feng, the beast of Killing Father and teacher?"

Xuanbei's face was indifferent: "Amitabha, I'm not defending anyone. I just feel that there are still some doubts about this matter and should not make a hasty conclusion. Besides, the death of younger martial brother xuanku should have nothing to do with the master Qiao Shi."

"Maybe!" Xuanji said coldly.

Xuanci was silent. He just looked at the night sky and was stunned.

He's still thinking about what's wrong.

Where on earth have you seen the man in grey?

Qiao Feng ran all the way to the foot of Shaoshi mountain, and his resentment still lingered in his heart.

This time, he gave the man in gray clothes a pot for nothing. He was really wronged to death. Now he had such a big misunderstanding with the Shaolin Temple. I'm afraid it's hard to argue. Liang Zi has been married.

On the path outside a dense forest, he stopped and put down the man in his hand. Just about to ask, but the little monk hit the ground with his feet, he immediately collapsed and curled up in a ball.

Qiao Feng was stunned and hurriedly stretched out his hand to explore his breath. He only felt that his breath was very weak. He stretched out his hand to the little monk's chest to explore his heartbeat. He only felt that his hands were very soft. Qiao Feng pinched two hands, his eyes widened, and hurriedly retracted his hands.

"Women, women?"

Qiao Feng's heart beat very hard.

It was the first time for him to touch a woman at this age.

On the other side, he Xie, holding the little monk in his hand, was still exerting his lightness skills with all his strength.

Unlike Qiao Feng, he is holding a real monk in his hand.

At this time, he had left the scope of Shaoshi mountain and went to Taishi mountain on one side.

Behind him, Xiao Yuanshan pursued him without any relaxation.

Out of the Shaolin Temple, he Xie didn't hide his lightness skills any more. Lingbo micro step and golden goose skill made him as fast as a flying goose.

Xiao Yuanshan tried his best to do it, but he also went farther and farther with He Xie. The more he chased, the more frightened he was.

On the only way in their direction, there is an academy called Songyang Academy.

There is a cliff behind the courtyard, and there are pines on the edge of the cliff. There are two literati in Panasonic, who are enjoying the moon near the pines.

One of them was old, and his face was not angry and self threatening. The other was white and had lines around his eyes. He stood respectfully behind the old man.

"Mr. Yichuan," said the white faced middle-aged scholar respectfully, "Kong Wenzhong has died for six years, and Su Zizhan has also been demoted to Huizhou. The people who impeached Mr. have left Tokyo in recent years. The officials often say that they miss the day when they ask for advice from Mr. in the Chongzheng Palace."