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A mere incense money costs tens of thousands of gold dragon coins? What are you kidding, even the prince and the prince and grandson are not such a loser.

Snorted coldly, the did not answer the words of the little monk Mingyuan, he miscalculated, he never expected that there would be such a master in Shaolin, and immediately planned to leave first, and then make plans.

It's just that Mingyuan Xiaohe is not willing to let him go like this, daring to covet Shaolin, climbing the mountain without authorization and wanting to steal the secret book, even if it is just "Mangniu Jin", that is not something he can tolerate.

No matter how much of the Black Lotus Sect's disturbances in the southwest have anything to do with him, as long as it doesn't threaten the Shaolin Temple, even if they fight the gods, it's no different.

It's a pity that the other party shouldn't have run to the Shaolin Temple to spread wild, and almost disturbed the retreat of the Wheel Dharma King, if he didn't peel off a layer of skin from the other party's body, he would be a Buddha in vain.

"Little monk, your appetite is not small, although you have a bit of fist and foot skills, but if you want to knock out this sesame oil money from the hands of the general, I'm afraid it is not enough to qualify. ”

Without waiting for the little monk Mingyuan to speak again, the will prepare to go down the mountain directly, leaving an evil back in vain.

"Really, donor, the monks don't lie!"

The eyes of the little monk Mingyuan escaped a faint golden light, and his feet kicked the ground, only to hear a violent sound, the whole person turned into a golden light, and chased away towards the.

The rapid speed was as violent as thunder, the surging Buddha power was running, and a mighty force instantly enveloped the surrounding 100 meters, and the oppressive would change his face wildly.

"Great Mighty Floating Palm!"

The little monk of Mingyuan looked pale, and roared angrily, directly out of the Shaolin Temple's seventy-two peerless ranking Dawei Futu palms, and as soon as the palm came out, the surrounding air seemed to become viscous.

The looked shocked, turned around suddenly, and his right hand was also a palm in the air, and the cold air covered the palm of his palm, and the tyrannical aura was exposed.

"Kid dare, I really think that Ben will take you little bald donkey and kill it!"

The violent murderous aura overflowed, and the surrounding flowers and trees were swaying with the breath of the two, and suddenly the two palms shook together, and the piercing roar swept the surroundings, shaking the smoke and dust all over the ground.

Before the smoke and dust dissipated, the two exchanged dozens of palms one after another, and the sky was dark, the surrounding trees fell I don't know how much, and the ground was also full of potholes.

In half an hour, the little monk Mingyuan sweated on his forehead, and the bones of his whole body seemed to come alive, and one after another blood and qi continued to pour out from the muscles and bones, washing the meridians in the body.

The will be more and more shocked, the little monk in front of him is definitely not a useless embroidered pillow, he has used seventy percent of his skills, and the result can only barely remain undefeated.

This person's identity is definitely a hundred years of Tianjiao cultivated by Buddhism Tantra, and every punch is powerful, and the just explosion of the Great Wei Futu palm almost cracked his arm bones.

If it weren't for the fact that he pulled out the double knives behind his back and counterattacked with a thousand forged steel knives, he might not be able to hold the defeat first, and his reputation would be completely ruined at that time.

Mingyuan's little monk's breath froze for a moment, and the black ghost's eyes lit up, wielding an airtight steel knife and slashing directly at Mingyuan's little monk's waist and ribs.

The brilliant blade makes people feel sick, and the sharp blade can easily tear through the air and make a piercing whistling sound. The blade with the evil inner strength attached to the was like a poisonous snake, attacking and killing the little monk Mingyuan.

Vaguely, the general could still see the surprise of the little monk Mingyuan when he saw the blade that reached up to his waist, and for a moment the corners of his mouth showed a smile.

After fighting for so long, he was finally able to hit this kid hard, but he was still too tender, although he was talented, but unfortunately his talent could not be used as skill.

The furious and tricky blade slashed at the waist of the little monk Mingyuan, and in an instant, the monk's robe was torn by the force, bringing up a puddle of blood, and the dazzling blood red made the lick his tongue unconsciously.

"Hahaha, little bald donkey, see if you still dare to be arrogant, don't you want to keep the general!"

It's a pity that the sonorous impact made his laughter pause, because his thousand-forged steel knife that was as sharp as clay could no longer cut half a minute, as if it was stuck.

In a hazy moment, he suddenly noticed that there was a faint golden light flowing on the surface of the skin of the little monk Mingyuan, and the whole person seemed to be made of gold.

"Mixed Yuan Cover!

The little monk of Mingyuan opened his eyes angrily, he really didn't expect the black ghost general's sword speed to be so fast, and it was still a little difficult for his body that had not yet recovered to its peak to keep up with such speed.

In an instant, he could only use the Vajra Buddha power in his body to cast the peerless "Mixed Yuan Cover", which is an upgraded version of the "Golden Bell Jar", which is quite difficult to practice, but the defensive effect is quite amazing.

The sonorous sound of gold and iron was caused by the collision between the hybrid shield and the sword on the body, and the Thousand Forged Steel Knife had already slashed into the body about half an inch, and then it was clamped by the muscles.

The hybrid shield erupted from its body, firmly resisting the impact of the sword, and was even pushing the tip of the knife outward.

"Dead, don't be mad, you really be a monk is a bean bag!

The little monk Mingyuan's eyes widened, and a special aura of pitch black escaped from his eyes, reaching his right arm. With a wave of one hand, the pitch-black air knife slashed out horizontally, directly tearing through the void.

When the broke free from the tyrannical pressure, as soon as he raised his head, he saw a black light rushing out, the dark tyranny, like the breath of hell made his hair rise.

With decades of vigilance, the will tilt his head a few inches.

Suddenly, the heart-rending pain from his shoulder overwhelmed the general's consciousness, and although he avoided the vital point of the skull, the knife was unpredictable and still tore his shoulder.

Blood flew out, and the red and white flesh and bones inside could be faintly seen, and the threw the whole person away, sliding out on the ground for three or four feet before stopping.

The black air knife was castrated, and it directly hit the ground in the distance, and forced out a five or six meter-long ravine.

After the knife was successful, the little monk Mingyuan suddenly regained clarity in his eyes, and pulled out the long knife embedded in his waist with his backhand and threw it on the ground.

The clanging sound was unusually crisp at night, but fortunately it was on the edge of the hidden cliff of Shaomuro Mountain, and it did not attract any guardian monks guarding the mountain.

"Sins and sins, I actually used "Three Swords of the Nose Road", these days are still too comfortable, and it will be troublesome if it stimulates the demonic nature. ”

The little monk Mingyuan kept reciting the great compassion mantra of Buddhism, suppressing the bloodthirsty feeling in his heart.

"Three Swords of the Nose Road" is a killing knife technique created by him when facing the four great demons in the demon realm, which is ruthless and tyrannical, and derives the power of the knife technique from the anger in his heart.

Since he came to this big world, he was injured for the first time, which directly angered him, and he unconsciously used a domineering sword technique, instantly injuring the other party.

Looking at the blood everywhere, the little monk Mingyuan was a little stunned, he was surprised not that he was able to injure a ten-grade peak-level master with a single sword, but that he was surprised why the power of a wanton knife was five or six points stronger than in the ancient country of China.

Hmm...

A groan interrupted the contemplation of the little monk Mingyuan, he raised his head, and saw that the general actually got up, was stabbed like that, was killed by death, and was able to move, he really deserved to be a master.

The little monk Mingyuan didn't make another move, and the knife just now was just a knife returned to the other party, and there was no conflict of interests, so there was no need to face each other in life and death, he didn't want to provoke a behemoth like the Black Lotus Sect now.

The mysterious forces that can stir up trouble in the five southwestern counties and have not been exterminated by the imperial army until now are absolutely tricky, and no one wants to provoke them.

The general struggled to get up, looking quite embarrassed, raised his head and saw the indifferent face of the little monk Mingyuan, and instantly broke out in a cold sweat behind his back.

This little monk is a monster, if he hadn't dodged that knife in time, his head might have been directly opened.

A large amount of blood loss made the black ghost general's lips white, and he secretly scolded the intelligence department of the Black Lotus Sect in his heart, and the Shaolin Temple was pestled with such a devilish little monk, and there was no news before.

The general just now couldn't see the flaw at all, this was not a Yama knife that a Buddhist disciple could use, and it could take people's lives in an instant.

"Little monk, who are you, such a terrifying sword technique and body protection magic skill is by no means the unparalleled Tianjiao of the Western Regions and the Mahayana Temple!"

With a short knife in his right hand, the will stand up slowly, and this time when he faced the little monk Mingyuan, he no longer had the confidence he had before.

With his hands folded, Mingyuan recited a Buddha name: "Donor, the little monk has already said that it has nothing to do with the Tianjiao of Buddhism, leave some sesame oil money and leave, the quiet place of Buddhism does not like to kill." ”

The general was dumbfounded, the other party didn't plan to get rid of him, the court offered a reward for the heads of their twelve generals, but anyone who caught one rewarded 200,000 gold dragon coins.

With an arch of his hand, the breathed a sigh of relief, picked up the white dragon jade he was going to take and threw it on the lawn next to him, and took out a stack of gold-sealed treasure money and a small porcelain bottle from his arms and put them on the ground.

"The mountains don't turn around, little monk, this time it will be reckless, and there will be a period later!"

After saying that, he ran towards the cliff, jumped out in an instant, and fell into the boundless night, and disappeared in a few breaths.

When he couldn't feel the aura of the black ghost general, the little monk Mingyuan lifted his shirt, revealing his right abdomen, and a fine wound was covered with black green, which was obviously highly poisonous.

A few steps forward and picked up the things that the would leave behind, a stack of gold seal treasure banknotes were all worth one hundred gold dragon coins, almost thirty pieces, and in the small porcelain bottle were a few pills, exuding a fragrance.

"Is the antidote! It's really a hero in the rivers and lakes, if you can afford to put it down, it's no wonder that the millions of troops in the huge imperial court can't do anything about them. ”

The martial arts fight between the two did not affect the secret room outside Baizhang away, and the little monk Mingyuan intended to lead the to fight on the edge of the cliff, and the destruction did not affect other areas.

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