People are in comprehensive martial arts, start to destroy Shaolin

The violent explosion caused the entire Liu'an Temple to shake.

Among the broken rocks and broken wood, strands of kerosene fell from the sky, making the fire soar out of thin air.

It seems to be a huge wave of flames, raging and surging.

Taoist Baishang, who had just run out not far away, was crooked, unable to stand steadily, and clutching his chest in surprise.

Cheng Kun came out slowly: "Why did Daoist Baishang want to leave before the fight was over?"

"It's you!" Taoist Baishang looked at Cheng Kun angrily:

"You poisoned me???"

Cheng Kun nodded: "Yes, the Taoist priest is such a character."

"How can I accidentally guard against it."

He took out a porcelain bottle, took out a elixir, and threw it to Taoist Baishang.

Taoist Baishang's face was cloudy and uncertain, but he accepted it after several changes.

Immediately, the severe chest pain disappeared.

Standing up slowly, he walked towards Cheng Kun expressionlessly.

Cheng Kun casually threw the porcelain bottle into the flames.

Daoist Baishang's expression turned extremely ugly: "Cheng Kun, what's the meaning of this?"

Cheng Kun clasped his hands together: "Amitabha."

"There is a saying that if I don't go to hell, who will go to hell."

"As long as the Taoist priest gets rid of this dog, I will tell the Taoist priest where the antidote is."

"If not, even if the Taoist priest escapes from this sea of ​​flames, time is running out."

He Chengkun worked hard for more than [-] years, and finally the six major factions besieged Guangmingding, and Mingjiao was about to fall.

But Zhang Wuwei jumped out and destroyed his lifelong obsession.

Then he subdued the group of rebellious people from the Devil's Cult, and made the Devil's Cult gather together again.

Seeing Mingjiao flourishing day by day, but Zhao Min made a big mistake, this Mingjiao rescued the six major factions.

How can he take revenge? ? ?

With no hope of revenge, he decided to give it a go, and he was bound to leave Zhang Wuwei's life in the Lu'an Temple in Dadu.

Let Mingjiao once again fall into a group of dragons without a leader, and become a mess.

Afterwards, they, who turned most of them upside down, will be wiped out by the Great Yuan Kingdom who has turned into anger from embarrassment!
I just hate that he can't see the day of revenge again!
Taoist Baishang's face was livid, he looked at the raging sea of ​​flames, and then at Zhang Wuwei.

"impossible!"

"I can't kill him, I can only be buried in the flames with him."

Slowly approaching Cheng Kun: "Cheng Kun, you'd better hand over the antidote now."

"Otherwise, don't blame me for being ruthless!"

"Stop!" Cheng Kun yelled, tearing off the monk's robe, and the dense explosives tied under his body:

"If you take one more step forward, we will die together!"

"Think about it, you killed Zhang Wuwei and escaped."

"Or die with me in this sea of ​​flames!"

The corner of Taoist Baishang's mouth twitched, he just wanted to approach and capture Cheng Kun.

At that time, there will be plenty of means to torture slowly, not afraid that he will not hand over the antidote.

Unexpectedly, this Cheng Kun is a ruthless person!

He looked at Cheng Kun with cold eyes, and then turned to Zhang Wuwei:

"Boy, it seems that of the two of us today, only one of us can get out alive."

Zhang Wuwei danced a sword flower: "So I wish, I dare not invite you."

Below, a group of Mingjiao believers looked at Zhang Wuwei nervously.

"Master, the fire is very strong, why bother with it."

"Master, Mo Shenggu has been rescued."

"Master, you are still young, why bother arguing with them for a while?"

"Master."

They anxiously waited for Zhang Wuwei to respond.

Cheng Kun also looked at Zhang Wuwei nervously, for fear that the other party would suddenly jump down.

Then all his plans are not empty talk.

Daoist Hundred Loss also understood the situation he was in:

"Boy, if you are afraid, just jump down."

"I won't laugh at you for not being a man, hahaha"

"After all, you are young and you are the leader of a sect, so you will naturally cherish your own life."

Zhang Wuwei gripped the hilt of his sword tightly: "This kind of clumsy aggressive method is useless to me."

"Come on, let's have a good fight!"

Daoist Baishang was overjoyed and stepped forward quickly.

In this turbulent fire, his cold and true energy is greatly reduced, and it must be close to the body to be effective.

Cheng Kun also picked up a burning torch and slowly approached the two of them.

Always ready to ignite the explosives on his body.

Zhang Wuwei didn't care, and drew out the Yitian sword.

In the midst of the raging fire, he fought with Taoist Baishang, and saw a cloud of black air and a golden light complement each other.

The flames were threatening, and Taoist Baishang's moves were extremely fierce and fierce, and every move was powerful and heavy.

He completely disregarded himself, and only wanted to kill Zhang Wuwei quickly by relying on his deep internal strength and vicious palm skills.

And Zhang Wuwei did not use the Dugu Nine Swords to attack, but instead used the Tai Chi Sword.

There is hardness in softness, softness in rigidity, and the intersection of yin and yang.

The two of them performed their own magical skills, and within a radius of several zhang, the strong wind was like a knife, blowing the flames whistling.

There are also broken rocks and broken wood, which continue to fall.

In a short while, nothing around was intact.

It was another palm-sword clash, with a muffled "Boom!", Taoist Baishang and Zhang Wuwei retreated three steps each.

Qi and blood surged, and his face was not sure whether it was roasted or shocked, and each of them flushed red.

Baishang Taoist said viciously: "Tai Chi!"

He knew in his heart that this Tai Chi is the most long-lasting, and it is impossible to take Zhang Wuwei's life in a short time.

Looking at the flames that were already very close, a fierce look flashed in his eyes.

"Hmph, boy, you are Zhang Sanfeng's most proud disciple."

"At such a young age, he has practiced Tai Chi to such an extent."

"It's a pity that I will be buried here with my old man today."

"No." Zhang Wuwei said flatly, "I am his disciple."

"And, today, only you will die by my sword."

"Hahaha" Taoist Baishang raised his head and laughed loudly: "It's a joke."

"It's a big joke. You are already a genius made in heaven for being able to support me for so long."

"You still want to take my life?"

"impossible."

"Absolutely impossible!"

"Oh?" Zhang Wuwei stroked the blade of the sword: "Then how about we have a bet?"

A drop of cold sweat ran across Taoist Baishang's forehead.

He felt the threat of death.

For so many years, even under Zhang Sanfeng's pursuit, he never had such a strong sense of death as today.

Bluff continued: "Hmph."

"If we fight normally, maybe you can take my life by virtue of your youth and physical strength."

Pointing to the flame that was about to reach the bottom of the two people's feet:

"However, this is the case now."

"As long as I hold you back for a moment, you can only be buried in the flames with me!"

"are you ready"

Zhang Wuwei held down the hilt of the sword, closed his eyes: "You're going to die!"

A wave of sword power soared into the sky, driving the torrential flames, covering it, and piercing into the sky.

In this dark night, it is so dazzling.

Daoist Baishang took a step back involuntarily, letting out his momentum.

Zhang Wuwei opened his eyes in an instant: "You Longqie!!!"