The moment the sleeves of the robe danced, the broken bricks blew away, the raindrops fell and diverted, and the palms were pushed straight out, forming a trace of the opening and closing of the rain curtain. In the dim rain, a little further away, the cassock shook open, and a palm was also split out, and the moment they separated with the other party.

Bai Ning stepped on the blue bricks under his feet, waved his sleeves, and the broken and jumped bricks shot towards the Shaolin abbot. Zhihui also slapped out with a palm as usual. Just as everyone was surprised, halfway through, the palm force that was pushed out suddenly shook, and it almost turned into two palms that were almost unpredictable.

Suddenly, the two palms changed again, four palms, eight palms and sixteen palms.

The palms and palms spread out, and in a moment when everyone was almost dazzled, they heard the crackling stone bricks flying away and the air waves rolled. The gravel that had flown out for a distance then fell to the ground. Everyone could not see clearly how Abbot Jihui launched such an amazing offensive.

I just feel dazzled.

"Thousand-Handed Tathagata Palm" Su Wanling obviously had a little understanding when she was staying in Shaolin before, and now she was a little surprised.

Li Wenshu looked at Zhihui's figure with a fiery look and growled in a deep voice: "Don't quarrel"

The woman covered her mouth, but then she spoke again.

"What is that eunuch going to do!"

In his vision, Bai Ning rushed up to face the shadow of the other party's secret book. His figure accelerated like a ghost, almost carrying a series of afterimages. Every step of his toes, his body became faster. A series of stone bricks under his feet exploded, causing splashes and gravels.

Boom boom boom boom boom

When he took five or six steps in a row, the old monk suddenly took a step back and his hand shadow disappeared and turned into a palm. However, the opposite side had also pulled the distance closer. Within a few steps, the huge force was formed in Bai Ning's hand, and both sides took action almost at the same time.

Everyone held their breath.

boom

The amazing waves burst out, the water swept up, the floor tiles, and the rain curtain in the air pushed away all around with a terrifying momentum. The smile gravel hit the faces of the other person, and bruises appeared. It was imagined that the two people in the center of the field endured the terrible strength of each other.

At the same time, in the huge chaos, the figures of the two suddenly separated. Abbot Zhihui's body flew back several feet firmly, turned over in the air and stood back on the ground. After coughing faintly, a mouthful of blood was spurted out, dyeing her chest red.

On the other side, while Bai Ning also took more than ten steps back, a slim figure flew over from behind, and his fingers quickly pointed a few acupoints on his back. Wuxiang's figure suddenly fell into the woman's arms.

Under the gray hair, the face has returned to normal, but it is exhausted and weak.

"It's Ping'er's fault. Ping'er shouldn't have dragged you in and got nothing. You're tired and injured." The woman squatted down and hugged Bai Ning, crying, tears flowing out in a daze.

The wind blew her black hair.

Bai Ning looked at the dark sky, "What's the difference between what you did and what I did?"

He hugged the man's figure, stopped crying, looked up at him, and felt a little crying with joy, as if he had been waiting for many years, and finally waited.

"You and I are old acquaintances"

After hearing the words, Xiaopinger smiled a little, and her tears finally dripped from the corner of her nod and mixed into the spring rain.

ps: Second update, I wish you a happy Valentine's Day...
Chapter completed!