The two stood opposite each other without moving, and everyone looked at them, holding swords in Chongxu and Mo Da, but they could not see who had won the move just now, and they were alert and dared not attack. Yue Buqun also took back his sword and stood secretly at the back of Dongfang Bubai. Only Master Dingyi had a serious injury on his shoulder, stepped back to sit by the wall, and practiced his skills silently.

After a while, Dongfang Bubai's voice sounded: "The power of the Great Vajra palm, the magical skill of protecting the body, and the Thousand-Handed Tathagata palm can integrate these three unique skills. Fang Zheng is worthy of being the leader of Shaolin."

Although he was calm in his voice, everyone had a profound internal skills and could still hear a trace of weakness hidden in it. They couldn't help but feel happy: Could it be that Master Fang Zheng won one move?

Looking at Fang Zhengshi again, he saw that he closed his hands together, his eyes slightly closed, but he kept silent.

Taoist Master Chongxu's heart moved and shouted, "Abbot?"

Fang Zheng opened his eyes, turned his head to look at Master Chongxu, but shook his head with a bitter smile. Everyone felt a sank in his heart. His expression suddenly changed and he vomited a mouthful of blood.

Mo was shocked and said, "Master Fangzheng?"

Fang Zheng waved his hand and said, "It's okay, if you spit out the blood stasis, there will be no internal injury." He looked at Dongfang Bubai and said, "The master's internal skills are unfathomable, I admire them."

Dongfang Bubai was silent for a moment and said, "It turns out that your body protection magic skill has not been cultivated to the highest level."

Fang Zhengdao: "The leader abandoned his sword and used his palm, which made me take advantage of this."

Dongfang Bubai said, "The Thousand-Handed Tathagata's palm is indeed exquisite. No matter how many times I seal the rent, I can't stop you from changing your palms. In the end, I forced you and you to lose both sides." He glanced at Fang Zheng and said, "Although you spit blood, your injuries have been healed. Although I am not hindering my actions, I am afraid that two ribs have been broken. This move will be your victory."

When everyone heard that two ribs were broken, they couldn't help but feel happy and excited. Only Fang Zheng looked calm and even felt a little worried. Dongfang Bubai moved his hand and a thin needle appeared on his hand. He sighed and said, "Since I achieved great success in my magical skills, I have underestimated the heroes of the world, and thought that there was no one in the world that could make me lose a move, let alone take my life. Now it seems that this is my arrogant and I have been watching the sky in a well."

He raised his right hand lightly, held the fine needle in front of him, and said, "Abbot Fang Zheng. Even if your magical power of protecting your body is perfect, it may not be able to block my supreme sword intent. I hope you will be more careful."

Everyone was shocked. Sword Intent? Staring at the thin needle in his hand, it was no different from the ordinary embroidery needle. Even if it was cast from black iron, it was just a needle. But a faint sense of fear arose in everyone's heart. It turned out that when they were fighting with everyone, Dongfang Bubai actually had a thin needle in his hand, and they didn't even know this! Yue Buqun couldn't help but think that Zhen Shanzi was stabbed by his needle, and he was probably still in a coma.

Even his cheeks still hurt slightly. In anyone's hand, this fine needle is just an embroidery needle that cannot be blown by the wind and cannot sink into the water. However, in Dongfang Bubai's hands, it is like a peerless magic sword, with its sharpness exposed and its sharpness cannot be regarded as sharp.

Everyone was worried, but they were not slow in their bodies. They each set their own postures and prepared to take over Dongfang Bubai's master moves. Yue Buqun secretly hoped that Fang Zheng's palm just now could affect Dongfang Bubai's movement speed. Otherwise, just looking at the battle just now, even if the five people joined forces, they would not be able to control him, let alone now that there is one Master Dingyi missing.

Everyone concentrating on their own response, and the courtyard was silent for a while. In this case, any movement may become the opportunity for the masters on both sides to take action.

At this critical moment, a melodious sound of a flute suddenly came from a distance. The tune was gentle, showing the owner's quiet and gentle state of mind. When Yue Buqun heard the soft music, his heart was also quiet. The long sword he had been holding nervously was slightly lowered. He was shocked and said to himself: "When I face the enemy, how could I be so relaxed!" A cold sweat suddenly appeared.

When they turned to look at Mr. Mo Da, they were also shocked. When they saw the other person's expression, they were both sure that the music actually had a divine power that was devastating. A thought flashed in their minds, and they thought of someone almost at the same time. Could it be the blind eye master you met at the foot of the mountain?

But Yue Buqun remembered that he had heard the sound of a flute coming from Chaoyang Peak in the Zhengqi Hall. Could it be that the blind monk, but Tang Jinlou? Yue Buqun was confused. He had already seen Dongfang Bubai's supreme magical power with his own eyes. No matter what, he did not want to see Linghu Chong and Tang Jinlou attack Dongfang Bubai again.

Suddenly, the red shadow flashed, and everyone looked up quickly. Seeing that Dongfang Bubai had already stood on the roof, he turned to everyone, looked in the direction where the sound of the flute came, and sighed: "What a brilliant internal skill. It turns out that there are experts in Shaolin Temple. It seems that there is a so-called Jingxin Zen Temple there."

Fang Zheng felt cold in his heart. When Fang Sheng came over and said the word "Jingxin Zen Temple", he could have heard Dongfang Bubai's internal skills clearly. He did not secretly look for Jingxin Zen Temple, but he met the leaders openly. He really believed that his martial arts were superior to the world and asked him to avoid everyone, and he was disdainful of it.

These thoughts were just a turn in his mind and it became clear. The red shadow moved again, and everyone saw Dongfang Bubai's figure jumping and moving quickly towards the Jingxin Zen Temple.

Yue Buqun screamed in surprise and said, "Chasing!" As he said that, he went up to the roof, chased Dongfang Bubai's figure, and ran over. Everyone knew that he was eager to protect his disciples, so they followed him one after another.

Dongfang Bubai's speed is so fast that it is far beyond everyone. Shaolin has many buildings, and Jingxin Zen Temple is located remotely and far away. In a short while, everyone saw Dongfang Bubai's figure disappearing from his sight. Fang Zheng sighed: "The place where we originally wanted to negotiate with should be the farther away from the Zen Temple, the better. I didn't expect that we would suffer."

Yue Buqun said: "The sound of the flute has stopped, and he may not be able to find it soon."

Everyone sank and moved forward, silent. Everyone knew in their hearts that this possibility was too small.

When Dongfang Bubai moved, the distance and distance of the flute sound were already clear. Although the flute sound stopped quickly, his pace was not slow at all, and he just ran firmly in one direction. He stopped until a dilapidated Zen room appeared in front of him. There were only two young people standing in the yard.

One person stood under the already bare plum tree, holding a sword, but his eyes were closed.
Chapter completed!