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Facing the old monk and the dozens of warrior monks, they were all at a disadvantage from beginning to end, and soon all that was left was howling. within our means.

Fortunately, the monks always pay attention to compassion. No matter the old monks or other monks, they didn't kill them. They just let everyone break some bones.

"give me back!"

The young man who had previously shouted to go to the Valley of the Wicked to seek revenge on his enemies was struggling desperately under the suppression of the officers and soldiers.

This young man is obviously not well-informed. In today's world, high-quality martial arts are no longer rare. Even if you don't get it here, you can find it elsewhere.

"Great monk, why is this?"

An ethereal and innocent sigh sounded, as if it contained some kind of magic, the air suddenly became silent, and everyone was stopped.

A graceful and moving figure appeared in everyone's sight, which seemed to contain some kind of confusing power. Anyone who saw her eyes could not help but be confused, and those eyes seemed to be captivating.

After practising Yulong Jiuyan, Lianxing's aura could bring a hint of evil in her breath, no matter whether she noticed it or not.

"Amitabha, the female benefactor also wants the martial arts on this city wall?" The old monk folded his hands together, and his peaceful face turned solemn.

This seemingly delicate and charming woman actually gave him a sense of horror like facing a terrifying giant beast. He guessed that this woman might have far superior martial arts skills.

Lian Xing was wearing a veil at this time, covering up the beauty of the city. No one would associate her at this time with the disabled second palace master of Yihua Palace.

"These martial arts are nothing unusual to me, but"

Lian Xing sighed: "Great monk, I advise you, no matter what is engraved on the city wall, you don't care. You don't care about these people who copy martial arts. Because you are not qualified to care, just go back and don't make excuses. Take your life."

Although the old monk felt that the woman appeared a little strange, he did not feel any maliciousness in her, and said politely: "This is about the honor and disgrace of my Shaolin Temple, and it must not be spread easily. Lao Na can only thank the donor for his kindness. However, listen to the donor. You seem to know who left the things on this city wall?"

Lian Xing said: "The great monk should get the news. These things cannot be stopped by one person and one temple. As for the people who did these things, isn't that engraved on the wall?"

The old monk's eyes sank: "Does the donor know why this Zhenwu Temple is sacred?"

Lian Xing shook his head and said: "You are not qualified to inquire about this, Zhenwu Temple, even the world's martial arts can't fight together, why bother."

She knew that there was no Zhenwu Temple in this world, but she pretended to be mysterious at this moment.

"As for the person who carved these scriptures on the wall, it's right in front of you."

The old monk was startled for a moment, then his eyes flashed, and said: "Amitabha, so it is. Dare to ask the donor, what is the intention of spreading these martial arts, you know how great this scourge is, and what a catastrophe to the world!"

Lian Xing sighed: "Old monk, you have asked the wrong person, how about this kind of thing can be decided by a woman in my district, you should ask the real decision-maker."

Lian Xing turned his head to the side and looked at Ji Wushang who was standing in the distance, a slyness flashed in his eyes.Everyone also followed her gaze to see Ji Wushang in the distance.

Although the conversation between Lian Xing and the old monk was light, it was easily passed into the ears of everyone present, and it was unknown whether she was intentional or not.

Ji Wushang was also exposed to the eyes of others for the first time.

"Are these two people from the Zhenwu Temple?" Everyone present had this idea, and no one was not curious about who left these martial arts.

The old monk's heart was heavy, and the other person in the distance seemed to have a higher status than this woman. He was only afraid of higher martial arts, but he had no fear in his heart.

"Since the donor is obsessed, the old man can only subdue the demon and subdue the demon!"

Many people present heard the old monk's words and saw the martial arts of the old monk just now, and they couldn't help but worry about this delicate woman.

After all, compared to the monks who robbed them of their martial arts scriptures, those who left the martial arts would gain their favor.

Lian Xing sighed, and then smiled: "It's too much for you."

There seemed to be an illusion in everyone's eyes, Lian Xing's figure was blurred for a moment, and then a pair of eyes saw the old monk spitting blood and flying upside down.

"Abbot!"

A group of monks quickly caught the old monk, and they saw that his face was bloodless, his breath was free, and he had already fainted. Fortunately, his pulse was not in danger.

Afterwards, the monks looked at the woman again, and they hated and feared for a while.

No one could see Lian Xing's movements, no one could see how she hurt the old monk, her speed was too fast, and her martial arts skills were too high.

In the eyes of everyone, the old monk was already a rare master in the rivers and lakes, but in the hands of this woman, it seemed that he was really just a dying old man.

The old monk may not even block a move, how can it not be shocking.

"Take this witch!"

A middle-aged monk shouted loudly, and the small Arhat formation was formed again, the figures flew, and quickly surrounded Lian Xing, the sticks danced, and the dark shadows shrouded Lian Xing.

And Lian Xing seemed to be unaware and let them move.

Everyone was terrified of the power of this cudgel, and they all sweated secretly for the woman.

Although they already knew that this woman's martial arts was terrifyingly high.

boom!

Seeing that the incomparably sharp stick shadows were about to fry Lian Xing into flesh, a visible air ripple suddenly exploded.

The terrifying infuriating energy was rippling, and the dozens of monks who formed the little Arhat seemed to be hit by a blockbuster bomb.

Except for the wailing of the warrior monks who fell to the ground, no one dared to breathe out.

A pair of eyes stared at the seemingly delicate woman, as if seeing a monster.

Also from today, the so-called Zhenwu Temple, which has been spread all over the world with one after another, seems to be the tip of the iceberg in the cognition of many people.

terrible!