While Zhang Yuan was about to continue listening, the two people whispering to each other in front suddenly stopped.

The man wrapped in night clothes turned around and rushed out into the distance. His speed was fast and he flashed a few times and disappeared into the darkness.

Zhang Yuan didn't dare to chase after him as soon as possible.

At this time, there will definitely be movement. If the Shaolin monk is attracted, it will be good for anyone.

And if that person can appear here, I am afraid there are other insiders in the temple.

If someone beats him back, that would be bad.

Besides, there was a monk standing there who was unknown in front of me.

Even if he wants to chase him, it will be difficult.

While Zhang Yuan was thinking about the identities of these two people in his heart, the monk in the night clothes slowly turned around. His two sharp and terrifying eyes looked like two lightning bolts in the darkness, and he suddenly looked in the direction of Zhang Yuan.

Did he find me?

Zhang Yuan was shocked.

call!

Suddenly, a light yellow Buddha light flashed, like the yellow lightning in the dark night, almost to the extreme. When it rushed over, the fallen leaves on the ground were shattered by the invisible energy.

A violent and fierce aura suddenly rushed towards him, cruel, violent, and murderous.

There is no compassion or righteousness of Buddhist disciples at all.

The monk in black blinked and approached, his big hands flashed like a dragon in the darkness, his five fingers were like yellow dragon claws, with a vast murderous aura, unparalleled and domineering.

With one claw, Zhang Yuan even had an illusion.

It was as if the surrounding space was suddenly imprisoned by invisible power, and a huge dragon claw above the head suddenly enveloped it to grab everything.

Dragon Claw Hand!

Three big words couldn't help but appear in Zhang Yuan's mind.

His eyes suddenly burst into divine light, without panic, and his internal energy was circulating. A powerful force was shattered, shattering the invisible power around him. His five fingers were like swords, shrouded by dazzling golden light, and he also met the other party.

Powerful Eagle Claw Technique!

He did not use the unique skills that could easily expose his own skills, such as the Eighteen Palms of the Dragon Subduing or the Big Handprint.

But the powerful eagle claw skill!

Middle and low-grade martial arts!

There are many people who are beautiful above the Jiuzhou.

Bang bang bang bang!

In an instant, the two claws were stamped in the air, each of which was their best, and they directly grabbed each other more than a dozen times.

All moves are locked in the meridians, captured and killed without leaving any way out.

After the last blow, a sharp light appeared in the eyes of the monk in black. He suddenly turned over and raised his hands high, like supporting the sky, and then formed seals on his chest like lightning. He didn't know how many times he had made them in an instant.

Behind him, Buddha light shone everywhere, hundreds of golden light hands appeared, densely packed, covering this area, filled with a powerful and sharp aura, and overwhelmed the sky and rushed towards Zhang Yuanzui.

The moment when hundreds of golden light palms appeared behind the monk in black, Zhang Yuan flashed a divine light in his eyes.

He stepped on his feet and rushed over from the treetops. The palms of his palms suddenly became pitch black, emitting cold and corrosive dark power.

Three Yin Centipede Palm!

Boom!

The two of them had a solid collision with pure palm techniques.

No longer attacks with claw techniques like before, the movements and stillness are small and slight, and they cannot be detected.

At this moment, the powerful internal force impact swept across all directions like waves, all the pine, cypress, rocks and rocks exploded, and the ground was shaking wildly.

Bang!

After one blow, the monk in black turned over on the spot.

As he turned over, a golden ancient bell appeared on his body, covering him.

There was still black force on the surface of the ancient bell that was constantly impacting the ancient bell, making a clanging sound.

This is Zhang Yuan’s powerful palm power aftermath, constantly rushing.

After Zhang Yuan made this shot, he did not dare to continue to take action, but was extremely decisive and immediately turned it over and disappeared into the darkness.

In his ears, a large number of sounds of breaking the wind were heard.

Obviously, it has attracted all the other Shaolin masters.

When he disappeared, the monk in black finally landed on the ground in the distance. With a click, the hard stone road under his feet turned into powder.

The golden ancient bell on his body also slowly dissipated at this time.

Lifting up both palms, the palms were covered in black.

A cold and corrosive force had already invaded the body along the meridians.

There were seven or eight shallow fingerprints on the position of his hand meridian gate, which were previously captured by Zhang Yuan with his powerful eagle claw skills.

"Three Yin Centipede Palm```Star School."

He whispered, coughed a few times, and his body was invaded by a layer of cold poison, which immediately turned into a yellow shadow and disappeared here.

Not long.

Shadows from all directions were shaking, and light yellow light kept coming, with a deep breath, and soon landing here, with a look of surprise and looking at the surrounding ground and gravel.

The leader was a middle-aged monk with a sad face and a square face.

He wore a cassock, raised his palm, and said compassionately: "Amitabha."

"Uncle Yuanneng, do we want to chase after him?"

A Shaolin master asked.

"Everyone should guard their posts, don't fall into the enemy's plan to lure the tiger away from the mountain."

The sad middle-aged monk spoke.

"Yes, Master Yuanneng."

Several Shaolin masters put their palms together and then left here again.

Only Yuanneng is left here.

His eyes were observing here for a moment, and suddenly he looked at the broken trees on one side.

At the break, black liquid flowed, exuding a pungent fishy smell.

"Three Yin Centipede Palm."

There was a deep light flashing in Yuanneng's eyes, and then he looked in the direction of Zhang Yuan's retreat along the broken leaves, shrank into an inch, and chased after him.

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far away.

Zhang Yuan was very fast and did not continue to stay on the mountain, but rushed back directly.

It is difficult for him to calm down.

Who is the one who just fought with him?

The moves are fierce and fierce, and they are so painful that they will not leave any room for anything.

This is even more violent than the blacklist master he encountered.

How could this kind of existence exist in Shaolin?

Who is the one who is in contact with that person?

He felt that this was probably not a good person.

If it were a good person, could it be so violent?

"What was his unique skill when he used palms with me later? Hundreds of golden light palms appeared in an instant. Could it be the Thousand-Handed Tathagata Palm?"

Zhang Yuan's heart was surging.

The monk was not weak in strength, and when he was backward, he also used a seventy-two unique skills, the Great Sun Golden Bell Cover.

Although the two of them had a short fight, in just a moment, the other party used three excellent martial arts, each of which was extraordinary attainment!

This shows that most of the monks are from the upper class of Shaolin.

"Has the upper layer of Shaolin been corroded?"

Zhang Yuan's heart flashed.

However, the other party must have felt uncomfortable after being hit by his own Three Yin Centipede Palm.

After all, he still has the upper hand in the internal strength competition.
Chapter completed!