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Chapter 360: The Killing Sword

The two of them were about to whistle to the sky.

They are immortals!

He was actually sneak attacked by the ants in the lower realm in his eyes.

The power of this palm made them feel that their internal organs were shaking.

If it weren't for the protection of the immortal energy in his body, he would definitely be shocked to death by this palm on the spot.

The two roared angrily and their bodies staggered.

A black shadow swept across the head.

After slapping a palm, he was extremely decisive and immediately jumped away.

But just as he got up, his hair suddenly stood up uncontrollably.

A huge crisis directly enveloped his heart.

"not good!"

The man was shocked.

Almost as soon as the thought arose, a huge force like a sea of ​​force hit his back.

With a bang, he snorted hard, and felt that his whole body was hit by a mountain, and he had an unimaginable distance.

An extremely terrifying coldness and poison were like rivers, drilling into his body, madly destroying the meridians and organs in his body, making him feel like he fell into the endless ice river in an instant.

Poison palm!

The man blew blood and his eyes were filled with anger.

After this palm almost made him die immediately on the spot.

puff!

The clothes on the entire upper body exploded on the spot, and like the two reincarnated immortals, they became naked.

His body also flew out directly and smashed a layer of bookshelf.

He was even more crazy than the two reincarnated immortals.

There are also people behind me!

He is already cautious enough.

After Zhang Yuan blasted out his palm, he grabbed the scriptures exposed in the other party's arms with his big hand and stuffed them into his arms.

The mantis stalks the cicada!

Young Master Zhang is behind!

After hurting the man with one palm, his body rotated to the extreme. With one move, the two dragons went out to sea, the cold air in the palm burst, and continued to bombard the two reincarnated immortals.

The little demon god and the young man in gray vomited blood. The man's palm just now broke his muscles and bones, and encountered unprecedented injuries.

The scriptures that were originally stuffed into their arms were also directly shaken away.

They were roaring and were about to catch the scriptures and retreat for a while.

But at this moment, Zhang Yuan's palm power came through like a surging river.

They roared angrily, felt the crisis of life and death, and used all their strength to activate their true energy and turned back to meet them.

Bang! Bang!

Two muffled sounds came out, and their bodies were like broken sacks. Zhang Yuan was shocked to the point of flying backwards. The cold air invaded his body, and his whole face turned blue and purple, shattering several bookshelfs one after another.

Injury and injury!

After Zhang Yuan blasted out two palms, he was about to leave immediately.

But at this moment, two powerful and terrifying fluctuations of force came from the top of the head.

He immediately looked up.

Two figures descended from the fifth floor, with a violent aura surging, and the palm power was activated to the maximum, like two dazzling meteors, slamming down towards Zhang Yuan.

When he attacked others, it was obvious that the other two people on the top floor had already locked him in.

Zhang Yuan was not panicked at all. The Nine Yang true energy was moving to the extreme, his palms flipped up and directly greeted them.

Boom!

The two people above their heads collided with his palms with the force of Mount Tai. Suddenly, an extremely terrifying wave of power swept directly into all directions with them as the center.

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!

The bookshelf layer by layer kept blowing, and the scriptures were flying, which was terrible.

The entire fourth floor slab was shaking, with huge cracks appearing, and it was trampled by Zhang Yuan to break.

The boy in the yellow robe and Chang Tian on the top of his head were rushed by Zhang Yuan's vicious palm force, and he immediately groaned, and half of his body suddenly became cold.

A strange poison poured into their bodies, as if countless centipedes were drilling into their meridians, and their palms instantly turned blue-black.

Their bodies flew backwards uncontrollably on the spot and fell back on the top floor.

Zhang Yuan was also shocked and retreated repeatedly, his palms were numb, but he took a deep breath and recovered instantly. He shook the window with his palm, and his body rushed out directly, flashing a few times, disappearing into the darkness.

All this is slow.

In fact, their fight was as fast as lightning!

It's only a few breaths before, back and forth.

The faces of a group of monks who were coming to patrol downstairs changed.

"No, someone broke into the Sutra Pavilion!"

"Release the signal flare!"

Seven or eight monks rushed upstairs.

Another monk directly pulled up the signal flare, and a ray of light soared into the sky.

The Shaolin masters who were guarding all directions changed their faces and rushed towards them at an extremely terrifying speed.

"Go away!"

The boy in yellow robe shouted downstairs, his eyes full of anger.

After fighting hard with Zhang Yuan, he and Chang Tian were both shocked and their bodies were exhausted. They were invaded by cold poison, and half of their faces turned blue and purple.

The little demon god, the young man in gray, was even more injured. He vomited blood from his mouth and all his bones and meridians were broken. He quickly stood up from a pile of bookshelf, without caring about healing, and directly smashed the window and rushed towards the distance.

The boy in the yellow robe and Chang Tian on the fifth floor also broke the window and rushed out of here.

The black shadow that had been before ran out directly from the opposite place.

However, the moment they rushed out, all Shaolin masters from all directions arrived, with seven or eight Shaolin masters, each with deep breath and strong cultivation.

"Amitabha, take them down!"

A middle-aged monk shouted.

A group of Shaolin masters rose up and rushed towards them directly.

A fierce war broke out here.

However, Zhang Yuan had already taken the opportunity to rush out of unknown distance.

For safety reasons, he did not return to his residence immediately, but ran among the various hills in Shaolin. During this period, the spiritual sense in both ears was activated to the maximum to prevent someone from chasing him suddenly.

He circled back and forth among the various hills.

I ran for more than half an hour and found no abnormality.

Finally, he stopped, took off the mask from his head, and then walked towards the residence as if nothing had happened.

As I walked back, I could hear many novice monks chanting scriptures in my ears.

There are also waves of shouting and shouting caused by martial arts practice.

Many little novice monks even took the initiative to say hello after seeing Zhang Yuan.

"Young Master Zhang, is it so late and hasn't rested yet?"

"Just just went out for a walk."

Zhang Yuan smiled.

Along the way, he was still thinking about the Sutra Pavilion in his mind.

Except for the three reincarnated immortals and the young man of the Chang family, who is the remaining person?

That man's strength is definitely not weak!

He was able to conspire to two reincarnated immortals.

I'm afraid this is only a short distance from myself.

If you fight with the opponent in an ordinary time, it will be difficult to defeat the opponent in a short period of time.

But the other party was thinking about plotting against the two reincarnated immortals, and then he took advantage of the loopholes.

However, he was a little curious now. What was the scripture that was so respected by the other party?

Zhang Yuan speeded up and returned to the room.

Close the door tightly and he took out the scripture from his arms.

Four big characters are magnificent.
Chapter completed!
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