Mingjue's shock had just begun. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

If he just wanted to make his trick useless, why did Jian Chen fight to vomit blood and stand still?

As a result, after Mingjue's complexion changed greatly, what happened next made his complexion almost distorted to the point of disfigurement.

From Jian Chen's body, there was a surge, no, ten, a force that he was very familiar with.

Ten Directions Vajra Ten Thousand Buddhas Kill.

This is the Shaolin mastery that Mingjue has always been proud of, and in the past, when he was competing with his peers, as long as he made this move, he was almost able to win.

However, at this moment, from other people's bodies, he actually felt the breath of the same vein.

The shock came too quickly, and when Mingjue reacted and wanted to dodge, there was no time to dodge.

His palm was already against Jian Chen's body, and at this moment, the ten figures had already closed together, so the ten thousand Buddha kills in the ten places of Jian Chen's body suddenly converged into one, and with the speed of thunder, he violently counterattacked back.

Poof!

There was another bloody arrow in the air, only this time, the person who vomited blood, changed roles.

Bang!

Mingjue's body slammed into an ancient tree that had grown for a long time, and the force was so strong that the leaves fell like a shower.

Jian Chen had already expected Mingjue's fate, and at that moment, regardless of the injury, his body suddenly rushed forward, and he pointed out when Mingjue hit the tree and was dizzy.

The kung fu of the acupoints finally returned to him.

Mingjue's chest was exposed to the acupuncture point in the chest, and he pointed it out.

Under the sluggishness of qi and blood, Mingjue's body immediately stiffened, and he couldn't even reach out and rub the back of his head, which was numb by the bang.

The mouth opened, but there was no sound, only a pair of blank eyes kept rolling.

Restraining Mingjue, Jian Chen was crisp on one knee and gasped for breath.

Shaolin is indeed a place where strange materials are produced, this Mingjue looks like he is only in his twenties, and his skills are so strong, even if he is compared to Fei Zhonglai, the new generation of Shura Hall Master of the Pure Yang Sword Palace, I am afraid that it is still excessive.

Before his cultivation rose, he was still able to rely on the transformation of Qianfeng and forcibly accept Fei Zhong's move to come to the world without being injured.

And at this moment, under the killing of the Ten Directions Vajra Ten Thousand Buddhas of Enlightenment, his cultivation has risen greatly, and he actually wants to split inside.

After a moment of respite, he coughed up two more mouthfuls of blood, and the chaotic internal force ran around his body before finally pressing down the injury.

Fortunately, there is no loss in this wounded person.

Mingjue's self-created Buddha entourage is really weird, no matter how much his body is like electricity, he can still follow closely, hitting and not hitting, and running and running, which really gives Jian Chen a headache.

Therefore, after he first discovered the high level of Mingjue's light skills, he was already brewing this counterattack.

The previous King Kong was angry, and Jian Chen had the heart to take a hard blow, but he was worried that Mingjue would not be able to defeat the enemy with one blow if he did not exert all his strength, so he forcibly suppressed his thoughts and struggled to defuse the blow.

Subsequently, he ran away, and even said that Mingjue wanted to follow him, and it was a big deal to go into the rivers and lakes together, in order to make Mingjue feel that Jian Chen had no way to take him, and he was already invincible.

In the end, when the Mingjue Ten Thousand Buddhas came out, he provoked him with words, so that under Mingjue's greed, he no longer considered the problem of defense, and suddenly exerted all his strength, and King Kong angrily slammed at him.

In this way, in the case of knowing that he is not clear, he can win with strange moves.

"Master Mingjue, I'm sorry. ”

Jian Chen's pranayama was finished, and Chong Mingjue smiled and said: "I really can't crack your Buddha entourage, so I have to make this decision, and I hope you don't want to be surprised." ”

"When this is over, I must go back to Shaolin and personally apologize to Master Mingjue, so that you can breathe well, and the acupoints will be self-relieved after an hour. ”

He bowed deeply to Mingjue's body leaning against the tree, and said apologetically: "I'll leave here, don't chase after me." ”

There was already a faint sound of footsteps in his ears, thinking about the battle with Mingjue, the Shaolin pursuers were not far away, and they did not hesitate at the moment, raised their heads to look at the moon, identified the direction, and shot away.

When the body was rushing, he didn't forget to turn around, and said to Mingjue seriously: "Don't chase anymore!"

Then he disappeared into the jungle.

Shaolin martial arts, worthy of the name, during which the Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon generation does not know how many.

After the battle of Mingjue, Jian Chen's already cautious mentality was covered with another layer of guard.

Shaomuro Mountain, this is really not a place to stay for a long time!

There was a roar in his body, and after absorbing the power of the Qingshou Ghost King, there was a strong chaotic internal force like a galloping horse, providing him with sufficient power for a moment.

Under the full speed of running, I have persevered for half an hour, and I don't feel a trace of fatigue.

In this regard, Jian Chen's confidence has increased a lot, whether it is fleeing from Shaolin at this moment, or blood feud life and death in the future, strength is indispensable at any time.

Seeing that there are fewer and fewer trees flying behind you, it means that the dense forest here has gradually thinned out, and it should have reached the edge.

The boulder in his heart was only then put down for half a minute, and when he got out of the dense forest, it meant that he had left Shaomu Mountain.

After that, there was nowhere to go in Pingzhou, so there was an extra guarantee for the pursuit of people who broke away from Shaolin.

As soon as I thought of this, in addition to joy, my mind finally relaxed a little.

I was about to stop and take a breath, but all of a sudden, my scalp went numb.

Woo!

A whistle broke through the air, and just as he slowed down half a beat, a sudden attack came.

"Thief, where to run!"

Along with it came a roar that sounded like thunder.

Jian Chen can use his physical body to resist Mingjue's vajra palm, in exchange for a chance to win.

But that doesn't mean he's willing to use his head to resist this seemingly powerful raid.

So while sighing in his heart that he came so quickly, he shook his body, turned sideways to the side, and took a step out of the way.

Bang!

But I never thought about where this step would be enough!

The explosive force came from the left side of his body, and he was caught off guard, as if someone had smashed his heart with a heavy hammer, and he suddenly beat wildly.

In a state of confusion, before he could take precautions, he was hit by a large number of dirt and rocks in the ankle of his right foot.

At this moment, when his left foot flew out and his right foot exerted force, suddenly his ankle was numb, and he immediately lost his balance, his body was crooked, and he flew out of the distance obliquely against the ground.

He was originally in the midst of moving at high speed, and this time he flew out, and suddenly half of his clothes were worn with holes, and his skin and flesh were also damaged, and his flesh and blood were blurred.

Syllable!

Qianfeng's short stick slammed straight into the ground, and he stopped retreating, and the sudden sharp pain in the left half of his body made him frown, and he couldn't help but grit his teeth and gasp.

Before he could see the extent of his injuries, he stared at the explosion.

I saw that in the place where he was attacked, there was already a man standing.

This person is naked, his muscles are as sharp and angular as copper and iron, and at this moment he is thrusting the iron rod in his hand to the ground, and his majesty is awe-inspiring.

This is another monk, a monk who glared at him angrily, with grief and indignation in his eyes.

No!

Jian Chen's gaze swept around.

Not one, but ...... Thirteen!