It seems that the three Shaolin elders have practiced together for many years, and they have already been connected with each other, and they cooperated seamlessly.

Seeing that Ling Yun was in a desperate situation, Yang Xiao and Fan Yao's eyes turned red, and they kept gesturing with their right hands behind their backs, preparing to order Mingjiao masters to go up to rescue people together.

Suddenly the two found that Xiao Zhao was standing on the spot and looking at the field without worry, both of them were taken aback for a moment.

Seeing the expressions of the two, Xiao Zhao smiled and said:
"Don't worry, everyone. How could it be so difficult? Brother Wuji? Have you forgotten his secret?"

Seeing the two people looking at him in bewilderment, Xiao Zhao smiled and pointed to their clothes, the two suddenly realized, and then looked at the field with peace of mind.

Just when everyone in the arena thought that Ling Yun was doomed, and Cheng Kun's lineage had already shown a triumphant smile, Ling Yun smiled and opened a button on his clothes, revealing the wing suit hidden in the clothes.

Taking advantage of the airflow at the top of the mountain, it began to hover in the air.

Everyone watched Ling Yun suddenly fly in the air like a bird without any strength, they were all stunned.

Only the members of the Ming Cult and a few masters from the six major sects have seen Ling Yun perform this skill, so there is not much surprise.

The three elders of Shaolin didn't seem to have expected that Ling Yun would use such a miraculous way to solve the deadly situation, and they all uttered in unison:
"what!"

Admired in the mouth, and admired in the heart.

Under the amazed gazes of everyone, Ling Yun was seen flying higher and higher by the airflow, and gradually flew into the mist on the top of the tree, and disappeared completely.

When Ling Yun came out, the three old monks in the tree cave seemed to be in a fog, and the onlookers didn't know what kind of medicine he was selling in the gourd.

Everyone looked up and stared at the mist, looking for Ling Yun's traces, and waited for a long time, until they felt some pain in their necks, but no Ling Yun appeared.

The monk leading the way sneered and said:
"Zhang Wuji seems to know that he can't beat me, the three elders of Shaolin, so he escaped by relying on his demon skills!"

After hearing this, everyone began to make various speculations.

"Young master won't run away. Just you old monks, how can you be your opponent? Just wait!"

Seeing someone slandering Zhang Wuji, Xiao Zhao replied angrily, pouting.

The monk sneered, and was about to refute, when there was a long howl in the mist, Ling Yun flew out of the mist like a cannonball, and rushed towards the youngest Shaolin elder among the three old pine trees.

This sudden move disrupted the rhythm of the three elders in an instant, and the three black cables immediately turned their heads and stabbed at Ling Yun together.

It's just that Ling Yun stepped on the branches of the treetops in the mist, coupled with the gravity of the earth and the lightness kung fu he exerted with all his strength, the speed was so fast that even the silhouette of the person could not be seen clearly.

In the blink of an eye, Ling Yun had already thrown himself in front of the youngest Shaolin elder, stretched out his palms, and patted the elder's chest.

The elder saw that before the Lingyun man had arrived, the wind in his hand had already made his beard rattle, and he was horrified. Seeing that it was too late for Heisuo to return to the defense, he knew that he couldn't fight recklessly. With a move of his mind, he quickly moved towards the other two elders. of a gesture.

The three of them connected with each other and immediately changed their moves.The three black cables no longer stabbed at Ling Yun, but suddenly stopped in place, and the three black cables twisted together quickly under the guidance of internal force.

Then the other two desperately pulled Heisuo forward, and Heisuo quickly retracted under the powerful internal force. When he pulled and retracted, Heisuo was like a spring, pulling the Shaolin elders under Ling Yun's palm just as quickly. When it touched his skirt, he quickly pulled him out of the tree hole.

But Ling Yun's fierce palm wind hit the old pine tree, the big pine tree in which the Shaolin elders were sheltering kept shaking, and the pine needles on the tree fell down one after another, just like a torrential rain in mid-air.

It turned out that Ling Yun withdrew his internal force when he saw the situation, but Lao Song didn't actually bear much internal force blow. .

This time the fight was extremely swift, and it was astonishing. Everyone in the field was dazzled and their blood boiled in their hearts.

Ling Yun withdrew his palm, turned around, and saw the elder who had escaped from the tree hole standing between the other two old pines, panting non-stop, with lingering fear on his face.

If the palm was hit by Ling Yun just now, even if he didn't die, he would immediately lose his fighting power.

Ling Yun didn't give the three of them a chance to breathe. He stepped hard and pushed forward, still staring at the youngest elder and attacking.

Seeing this, the young elder immediately floated back to make room for Ling Yun. After Ling Yun stood still, the three black cables blocked him at the same time, shaking non-stop but not attacking.

It turned out that the three elders saw that Ling Yun's attack was too strong, so they immediately changed their tactics, and turned from attack to defense. The three black cables shrank in front of Ling Yun, entangled together, coiled into a circle, and kept turning. Ling Yun stood outside the circle.

Ling Yun was blocked by the wall made up of three black cables, he frowned, and charged forward with his inner strength, trying to break through the wall made up of the black cables with his pure inner strength.

The moment Ling Yun's palms touched Heisuo, the moves of the three elders changed unexpectedly.

The three black ropes were untied in an instant, dancing wildly against the wind, entangled Ling Yun's whole body, tightly tied them round and round, and completely trapped him in place.

Unexpectedly, this move was exactly as Ling Yun expected, and he had been on guard for a long time.

I saw that although Ling Yun's hands were bound, he clasped his hands together in front of his chest, and he did not know when he had pressed one end of the three black ropes in his palms.

Feeling the temperature from Heisuo, it turned out to be a little cold, and Ling Yun was even more curious about the composition of Heisuo.

But now is not the time to study the black cable material.

Ling Yun grabbed Heisuo, looked at the three Shaolin elders, shouted loudly, summoned all his internal energy, and rushed towards the three elders through Heisuo.

Seeing this, everyone in the field felt that Ling Yun seemed to be a bit overbearing. Although he had heard that Mingjiaojiao advocated that Wuji's inner strength was extremely deep, but seeing this young man in his early twenties, how could he have the same confidence as the three Shaolin elders who had practiced hard for many years? Competing for internal strength?
But the three elders on the opposite side were shocked.Feeling Ling Yun's pure internal energy attacking non-stop, sharp and long, the three quickly put away their contempt, and tried their best to use their internal energy to resist it.

Only Wei Yixiao had seen Ling Yun's situation in Wudang Mountain, seeing the three elders competing with the leader for internal strength, he secretly laughed in his heart, feeling that he had already won.

The internal struggle of the four became more and more fierce, and a cloud of faint water vapor gradually appeared on the heads of the three Shaolin elders. It seemed that the sweat was forced by the internal force of the whole body and turned into steam.

It can be seen that the four of them have reached a critical moment of internal strength.

Everyone looked at Ling Yun's head and there was water vapor, but it was a straight line, thin and long, gathering together and not scattered, it was obvious that his internal strength was deep, even better than the three elders of Shaolin.

Looking at Ling Yun's young face, it's really unbelievable that his inner strength is so deep.

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