As soon as Zhang Sanfeng's voice fell, he began to use his Taiji power, which led to the collision between the long whip of Du Er and Du Jie.

There was powerful internal force attached to the black rope. When the two monks noticed that there was another strange internal force on the black rope, they found that the two long whips collided uncontrollably and called "bad" in their hearts. Then the internal force on the other side's black rope was overwhelming, and the two monks were shocked.

As the three monks, their martial arts of crossing difficulties and robbing are not very different. Their martial arts are obviously better than those of Dujie. When Dujie is hit by Duhe's internal power, he spits out a mouthful of blood, and his blood and blood churn violently. In that moment, he loses his fighting power.

Although Du Er's condition is better, it's not much better. Du Jie's whole strength makes him feel numb in the chest. In a few breaths, his internal power suddenly stagnates. It doesn't matter if he's normal. In such a short time, he can adjust his breath a little and straighten out his true Qi. But what kind of person is Zhang Sanfeng, How can we give each other a chance to breathe?

When Du Nan saw his opponent's hand, the two brothers lost their fighting power in an instant. They were shocked. As soon as the whip shook, they attacked Zhang Sanfeng behind him, hoping to stop him for a moment and let Du Fu breathe.

With a smile, song Qingshu absorbed a pine needle from the ground and shot it into Du Nan's face with his internal force. It was like the Tang clan's powerful hidden weapon, the rainstorm pear blossom needle. Du Nan's face changed slightly and he hurried to hide. However, he still swept to Zhang Sanfeng's back without stopping at all.

Du Nan suddenly felt a warning sign. When he looked back, he found that song Qingshu, who was still a few feet away, was standing beside him and laughing at himself. He was so cold that he said: "is this really the lightness skill in the world..."

This was his last thought before his acupoints were sealed. Heisuo lost his power, flew to the middle, and fell directly to the ground.

Song Qingshu breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, Du Nan had to be distracted to save du you. Besides, he didn't know his lightness skills, so I could control him so easily. Otherwise, it would take some effort.

At this time, Zhang Sanfeng also sealed Du Er's vital acupoints. Seeing that song Qingshu subdued Du Nan so quickly, his eyes were full of appreciation.

"We'll leave as soon as we finish the investigation." Zhang Sanfeng said in a low voice. Song Qingshu nodded and said yes. As soon as their bodies flashed, they went to the Sutra Pavilion.

As soon as they opened the door, before they had time to check the situation inside, they suddenly changed their looks and quickly put their palms on their chest. Soon, a powerful force came and crossed their palms. They could not help shaking.

The two men looked at the door. A thin monk in a green robe was sweeping the floor with a broom. The monk is not young. His sparse long whiskers are all white. He is slow and powerless. He doesn't look like he has martial arts.

But they didn't dare to despise each other. After all, this skinny old monk just fought against two with one, which made them shake at the same time. Although they were caught off guard by each other, they were proud of the result.

"I don't know where the nobleman visited the Sutra Pavilion in the middle of the night?" Although the floor sweeping monk is calm on the surface, his heart is stormy. I don't know how many years ago, he has a feeling that he will be Ling jueding. Many famous experts in the world can't even take his move. I didn't expect that he was ready to fight just now, but he was shocked. What's the origin of these two people?

Zhang Sanfeng took a look at Song Qingshu, and he was very glad. What Qingshu said was true. There was such a super master in the Shaolin Sutra Pavilion. If Qingshu hadn't reminded him first, he would have come to Shaolin Temple rashly. In case the other party had bad intentions, he might have been folded on Shaoshi mountain.

When the sweeping monk looked at the old Taoist with a young face, he stood there casually, just like a deep and unfathomable face. He was very surprised: is it him?

When he turned his eyes to song Qingshu, he was even more surprised: "it turned out that it was benefactor song. Benefactor song not only cured his meridians, but also learned this amazing skill. The strange situation was beyond the old monk's surprise."

Song Qingshu came forward to salute: "I've met you, song Qingshu. At the beginning, I was lucky to be instructed by you, and your life has just changed."

"I didn't give any substantial suggestions at the beginning, so I didn't dare to take credit." the floor sweeping monk asked the other party how to repair the meridians, but now it's not a good time to chat, so he had to turn to Zhang Sanfeng, "is this immortal Zhang of Wudang?"

Zhang Sanfeng leaned back slightly: "I've met the master Zhang Sanfeng. His cultivation is the first person I've ever seen in my life. I admire him."

"There are laws in the world. They are all illusions. What's more, in front of Zhang Zhenren, how dare I call him number one." The floor sweeper also bowed to return the gift.

Hearing the voices of Shaolin monks coming here, song Qingshu whispered: "master, if you don't come and hold this one in front of you, I'll take the opportunity to check in the Sutra Pavilion, or I'll have no chance when xuanci and his disciples come."

Zhang Sanfeng nodded secretly: "good!"

Song Qingshu, with a look of excitement, arched his hand to the floor sweeping monk and said, "master, we are going to Shaolin at night to find out the whereabouts of my father and several martial uncles. If there is any offence, please forgive me. I will make an apology later."

As soon as his voice fell, he rushed into the Sutra Pavilion like a cloud of smoke.

"Benefactor, I'm afraid this lightness skill will be the best in the world!" The monk's face was surprised. He put his hands together, but there was no movement. Song Qingshu suddenly felt that there was an invisible wall in front of him. He seemed to have run into a fishing net. When he hit him, he couldn't exert himself. Instead, he was rebounded by the air wall.

As soon as song Qingshu's expression solidified, the wooden sword was already in his hand. With one sword waving away, the wooden sword seemed to become an invincible laser knife. The gas wall in front of him was split in two, and he suddenly felt the pressure around him relaxed.

"Why?" The floor sweeper was even more surprised. As he was about to move on, Zhang Sanfeng also moved. No matter how confident Rao Shi was, he did not dare to expose his flank to Zhang Sanfeng, the first man in the world. So he had to let song Qingshu go and fight back to deal with the enemy.

At this time, xuanci had already led Shaolin experts to come here one after another. Seeing that Sandu was injured and arrested, Zhang Sanfeng was fighting with the floor sweeping monk. He was surprised and angry: "I'm afraid that immortal Zhang lost his lineage when he broke into the forbidden area at night."

Zhang Sanfeng had no choice but to smile bitterly. At this time, he was full of energy on the floor sweeping monk. He didn't dare to speak at the critical moment. He was afraid that he would let out his true Qi and be taken advantage of by the other party.

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