Yankong has never run so fast as he has today.

He has been practicing martial arts in Shaolin for many years, and his fist skills are almost unparalleled. He also has extraordinary achievements in light skills. He once jumped and ran in the mountains with Yanwu, experiencing the feeling of being as light as a swallow.

Since he was able to go down the mountain, Yankong rarely used light skills, because anyone who fought with him was defeated by him, and he didn't even have the chance to escape. He didn't need to chase people or escape. The light body technique did not mean much to him at all.

But today, light skills finally came in handy, and used in the places where you should and don’t want to use them, and escape!

For more than 30 years, Yan Kong never thought that one day he would fall into such a busy field, but in the face of three-purpose pursuit, he had to escape.

If at the beginning, he felt that he had the possibility of killing the three-eye, but after seeing the shot he had just stabbed him, Yan Kong had already realized that "No one in this world can kill the three-eye!"

This feeling is so strong that although it has not been verified, it has become an ironclad fact in Yan Kong's heart.

The wind was whistling in his ears, and the strong wind hanged the noodles like a knife, torture room, fortification room, police room and other rooms flashed by the corners of his eyes. His body movement was almost at its peak. He was covered with wind and thunder, and turned into a ray of smoke and dust in the backyard of the government office. In an instant, he crossed more than ten feet away. The small door of the backyard was close to him.

The horse neighed behind him, and the sound of horse hooves approached him like raindrops. An invisible murderous aura rose from behind, covering Yankong within the murderous aura.

Yankong's heart was broken, his body suddenly jumped up and rushed towards the courtyard wall. As long as he rushed out of the courtyard wall, he could run to the nearby street, and there would be a glimmer of hope!

Just as someone else was in the air, a figure suddenly rose from the courtyard wall, and one shouted, "Old traitor, don't go! Huang Qiying was waiting for a long time!"

Just as Yan Kong was stunned, Huang Qiying flew into the air, his legs turned into a phantom, and kicked Yan Kong at the head of the head, "Look at my shadowless foot of the yellow gate!"

Yan Kong let out a muffled groan, and was blocked by Huang Qiying in such a way. He suddenly vented his breath, his body sank and landed on the ground. At this time, Huang Qiying's feet had already kicked in alternately.

Feeling the murderous aura behind him getting closer, Yan Kong was furious and hated Huang Qiying in front of him to the extreme. He thrust his palms forward and grabbed "death!"

Bang!

Huang Qiying's legs disappeared in an instant, and one leg could not dodge. He was grabbed in his hand by Yan Kong and threw it behind him, hoping to stop the three-eyed monk for a while.

After he threw Huang Qiying, his body rushed forward again, trying to pass through the wall. At this moment, a cold light lit up, and Yang Tianchun appeared on the wall, the nine-section steel whip in his hand was shaking straight, and the whip head pointed at Yankong's throat. "Yankong was killed!"

Yan Kong was very anxious, waved his arms, and his long sleeves suddenly stretched out, and he was facing the nine-section steel whip flying towards Yang Tianchun like a horse. The flying sleeves intersected with the steel whip and made a sound like a cowhide. Then the steel whip and the flying sleeves were wrapped together, and the two fell from the air at the same time.

"Liuyun Feixiu? It's amazing!"

After Yang Tianchun landed, he wanted to pull the nine-part whip back, but he found that the whip body was entangled by the flying sleeves and could not twitch. Just as he was about to force, Yan Kong howled suddenly, and the flying sleeve quickly retracted, pulling Yang Tianchun and the steel whip off the ground and flew towards him.

Yang Tianchun was shocked. He hurriedly gave up in the air, but it was too late. He flew towards Yankong uncontrollably. Others were not panicked in the air. When they were approaching Yankong, they had their legs in a row and kicked Yankong's chest.

He met a famous teacher since he was a child. He had outstanding light skills and outstanding leg skills. He had few flying legs in the world. This time he hit Yankong in the air, and he believed that even if he was defeated, it would not be difficult to escape.

But as soon as my legs were kicked out, I felt my right leg tightening, and then my left leg hurt again. The scenery in front of me was spinning, and the wind was whistling in my ears. When I was overwhelmed, I realized that I was like Huang Feihong and was thrown out by Yankong.

Li Xiake, who was riding a horse, sighed, stretched out his spear, gently lifted Yang Tianchun's waist, dissolving the huge force on his body, and then shook, Yang Tianchun's body trembled and staggered to the ground.

Huang Qiying had just landed at this time, and the two of them looked at each other and were both shocked.

Before facing Yankong, although Huang Qiying and Yang Tianchun attached great importance to Yankong due to Yankong's reputation, they were self-conceited and did not think they were inferior to Yankong. Therefore, although they attached importance to it, they did not think too high about Yankong.

Although Yanwu and Yankong are as famous as Yanwu, Yanwu is very talented, doesn't like fighting, and doesn't like to show off, and has not shown his ability to intimidate them. Therefore, Huang Qiying and Yang Tianchun don't know much about how powerful Yankong is.

It was not until this time that they fought with Yankong that they realized how great Yankong was. They had such skill that they could not even take a move in front of Yankong. This was certainly related to their contempt, but the most important thing was that Yankong's ability was indeed so powerful that they could not reach.

It was only now that the two realized that they were so arrogant that there was such a big gap between the grassroots and the authentic descendants of martial arts!

Just when the two were shocked, the monk Yankong in front rushed forward again. This time he learned his lesson, his body flashed, and he wanted to jump onto the roof, but as soon as he jumped up, he heard a Buddha's name on the roof, saying "Amitabha!"

Yan Wu's short and fat body slowly appeared on the roof, then suddenly fell down, and reached out to grab Yan Kong's head, "Yan Kong!"

His palms formed an eagle claw. Although his place was slow, his strength was solid and he could not be attracted. It was much more powerful than Huang Qiying and Yang Tianchun's gorgeous legs just now.

Yankong's heart sank and his whole body was cold.

He was not afraid of Yanwu. Even if Yanwu could defeat him, he would not be able to kill him. However, with Yanwu blocking the way, it was too late for him to run away. Surrounded by everyone, especially as his eyes slowly approached, his life was gone.

Bang!

At this time, Yankong no longer thought about it, stretched out his palm and intersected Yanwu. After a loud bang, the two of them landed at the same time. Yanwu's fat body bounced on the ground a few times, sighing slightly, with a complicated expression, "Yankong, you betrayed the Heaven and Earth Society and burned Shaolin Temple, and you have done such a big sin!"

Yankong smiled at the sky and said, "The earth has no boundaries, the sky cannot. I am in the world, so I naturally have to be lawless! What big things can a group of waste from heaven and earth achieve? Shaolin Temple is a place of cultivation, and it is involved in major events in resisting the court. It is burned by a fire. What's wrong with it?"

He looked crazy and laughed and said, "Cultivate, practice, practice your damn good! I am a fake monk, and you are not real monks! Today, you win more than less, what heroes are you? "

Yan Wu walked forward a few steps and glanced at Li Xiake and everyone else, "This is the matter inside my Shaolin Sect. I am the head of the Shaolin monk. I was ordered to capture Yankong. Although the abbot passed away, the order is still there. Today I want to clean up the portal, and you don't interfere."

Li Xiake smiled and said, "Who is not the Shaolin lineage at the scene? Okay, you can't kill Yankong, and I will kill him again! If he can escape from my hands this time, how can I have my face?"

Yan Wu put his palms together and pronounced the Buddha's name "Amitabha, Yankong, you can take action!"

"Pretending to be hypocritical, pretending to be compassionate!"

When Yan Wu was talking, Yan Kong rushed forward quickly, his palms alternated, and slapped Yan Wu's chest. Yan Wu did not retreat. His palms, which had been folded, suddenly separated and turned into claws, and grabbed Yan Kong's wrist.

One of the two practiced the Viagra Palm, and the other used the Viagra Eagle Claw, both of which were the top skills of the Thirty-Six Rooms of Shaolin. When they fought, their power was really great, and the sound of the sound was endless. Yan Kong turned into a red dragon, circling around Yan Wu, and his palms came out like the wind. The wind whistled in the whole yard and smoke and dust were everywhere.

Yan Wu was like a Vajra standing on the ground, his body almost didn't move much. He fisted and his palms were connected. When he occasionally grabbed it, Yan Kong had to retreat and protect himself. The two of them took action to fight quickly, and the sound of energy and energy interweaving was endless.

Huang Qiying and Yang Tianchun were dazzling and shocked to see, and the shock in their hearts was really hard to describe.

Yang Tianchun suddenly sighed, "It was only then that I realized that I was so lucky. If I met such a master while stealing, I would beat me to death with one move!"

Huang Qiying also said, "Huang used to be arrogant, but now he thinks it's ridiculous!"

At the scene, Monk Yankong fought faster and faster, and shouted repeatedly, but Yanwu fought steadily, occasionally shouting Amitabha, his voice full of pity.

Suddenly, there was a loud noise, and the entire yard was shaken. Yankong and Yanwu suddenly separated, and each stood still.

After a while, Yan Wu slowly walked to Yankong's body and suddenly burst into tears, "For fifty years, how many evils have you committed? I was originally in the sea of ​​suffering, but now I am in a sea of ​​suffering! Junior brother, why are you suffering?"

Yankong looked at Yan Wu, his eyes were filled with strange light, and his voice was low, "I'm going!"

Amid Yanwu's cry, Yankong laughed loudly and fell to the ground with a loud bang.
Chapter completed!