Ye Luoxiao turned around and picked up her father, and left a faint sentence, "Go find Senior Brother Ruoyuan" and continued to march in the direction of the temple.

Not far away, Ye Luoxiao saw from a distance that the eight slippery heads were divided into two rows and reflected the sun's rays, and the most bullying thing was that each of them also had a stick in their hands.

Stick Monk!! ——The most powerful and feared existence of the Warrior Monk Hall is equivalent to the eighteen bronze formations of the Shaolin Temple! In ancient times, there was an incident of Shaolin eighteen stick monks saving the Tang King, which is enough to prove the power of the stick monks of Shaolin Temple. Ye Luoxiao is now unarmed, but the temple has sent eight stick monks, which makes Fan Ming and the others who wanted to watch the battle behind her frown.

Don't say it's unfair, Buddhism pays attention to cause and effect, how difficult Ye Zhenhua's poison is, how difficult it is for Ye Luoxiao to break through, only the pay and return can be balanced, otherwise the cause and effect will be unbalanced, and the final disaster will need to be borne by herself.

Ye Luoxiao looked at the eight stick monks not far away, took a deep breath, the cold light in his eyes was great, and he stepped on the ground with both feet, and Ye Luoxiao rushed towards the stick monk like an arrow from the string.

The stick monks moved in unison, and they swung their long sticks and slammed them together, letting out a dull cry. Ye Luoxiao flew up and kicked the sticks together, and the stick monks suddenly turned, and the figures surrounded Ye Luoxiao solidly.

Ye Luoxiao came out with both fists, blocked a stick that was split by the head, suddenly clenched his fist and swiped hard, sweeping away the stick that came from the other side, and at the same time turned around and kicked horizontally, the third stick was kicked off, hitting the fourth stick, and the fifth and sixth sticks staggered, Ye Luoxiao jumped suddenly on one foot, her legs shook off the volley, and the two sticks crossed and slid under her feet.

Ye Luoxiao stepped on the intersection with one foot, jumped up again with the help of strength, and turned out of the encirclement, but as soon as she landed, the seventh and eighth sticks had already attacked, she couldn't dodge and was chopped.

The long stick hit the back and made two dull sounds, Ye Luoxiao snorted, one staggered, and before he could stand firmly, he suddenly turned around with the strength of the forward rush, and his hands were as fast as lightning and grabbed the heads of the two sticks and dragged them hard, the wrong direction made the distance between the two stick monks and her quickly shortened, she suddenly raised her leg and kicked towards one of the stick monks, the stick monk did not panic, decisively let go of the stick, and the other stick monk also let go of his stick, the two quickly changed positions, caught each other's sticks, and in this staggered process, also avoided Ye Luoxiao's fatal kick.

All this was only done between the lightning and flint, and the speed was so fast that it even brought the sound of whirring wind, this round, it was obvious that Ye Luoxiao had lost the wind and lost the opportunity.

She is now not only fighting eight against one, but also unarmed against eight stick monks, no matter how strong she is, everything is in vain if she can't touch the other party's body. Don't say it's unfair, this is the price that must be paid to save Ye Zhenhua, Shaolin Inner Temple has been isolated from the world for so many years, how can it be so easy for them to enter the world to save people. So, in just ten minutes, Ye Luoxiao was hit more than a dozen times, and Tang Tianluo's eyes turned red. The stick monk guarded his task very well, and there were faint bruises on Ye Luoxiao's exposed wrists.

Ye Luoxiao blocked the monk stick with her side hand, she subconsciously turned her head to look at Ye Zhenhua who was carried by Tang Tianluo, her eyes were clear, the starlight was restrained, but it was so deep that she couldn't see the bottom, Tang Tianluo screamed in his heart, but before he could speak, everyone watched in astonishment Ye Luoxiao suddenly clenched her fist and hammered hard at the monk stick that she grabbed one end, "Click-" sound, the monk stick broke. Ye Luoxiao's fingers flexibly held the broken small half of the monk's stick in his hand and shook a stick flower, and the other hand grabbed the throat of the stick monk, and the distance between the two was quickly shortened due to the breaking of the monk's stick. Before the stick monk could react, he was caught, he subconsciously raised his head, but the pitch-black pupils reflected the tip of the stick that stabbed from him. The wooden stick was broken, the fracture was uneven, sharper than a spear, Ye Luoxiao took it as a dagger and inserted it directly into the eyes of the stick monk, and there was a sound of cold air around him, and the other seven stick monks were even more pale, and the stick shadow was like a mountain torrent and tsunami towards Ye Luoxiao, and the picture suddenly froze!!

The sharp tip of the stick stopped two centimeters above the stick monk's eyes, standing still, and behind Ye Luoxiao, seven long sticks staggered five centimeters away from her neck and shoulders, if Ye Luoxiao inserted it into the stick monk's eye socket. Then those seven long sticks will inevitably hurt her. Ye Luoxiao turned her head slowly, looked at the seven stick monks with blue faces with heavy black eyes, and said coldly: "I can abolish you one by one, but how long will it take you to beat me so that I can't get up?" ”

The seven iron-faced stick monks did not speak, Ye Luoxiao's words were right, she could have killed a few times but she didn't, and they were full of strength but they had no way to make a killing move.

"I've always learned to kill! Today I can tell you that I can kill you all before I get beaten down by you! ”

If she is really ruthless and fights to get more than ten or twenty sticks, it doesn't take much, as long as she abolishes three stick monks, the other five will not pose a threat to her, and she has to pass this level.

The seven stick monks pulled a stick flower together, the stick slammed on the ground, making a neat muffled sound, and they all saluted Ye Luoxiao with one hand, "Thank you Uncle Xiao for your mercy, but we can't ......"

"Well, stand down!" Suddenly, the voice of the abbot came from afar, from the Daxiong Hall to the mountainside, such a distance, but the words were as clear as if they were spoken in the ear, which showed the depth of his skills and was awe-inspiring.

Ye Luoxiao glanced at everyone coldly, turned around and picked up his father and walked towards the temple gate step by step.

The inner temple of Shaolin Temple is not better than the outer temple, less people are pure, even if it is the most important main hall of Daxiong, it is not as brilliant as a small side hall of the temple outside, only the mottled walls precipitate the traces of the years, the dark beams and trees are buried for hundreds of thousands of years of faith, and the towering Buddha statue shows the compassionate atmosphere of the Buddhist family, the treasure is solemn, and all living beings are purified.

Ye Luoxiao and a few people came to the outside of the Daxiong Treasure Hall, and at a glance they saw the old monk sitting cross-legged under the Buddha statue. This person is the abbot of the Shaolin Inner Temple, Ye Luoxiao's master, Master Fanyi. The old man's face was full of wrinkles, mixed with age spots, and he looked a little crazy, and his figure was a little rickety, even if he was just sitting there, it gave people a sense of dying as if he might meet the Buddha at any time.

The moment Ye Luoxiao saw the old man, the corners of her mouth twitched, and all the grievances, choking, uneasiness, and panic all appeared in her heart at that moment.