The strong wind wrapped around the violent momentum swept Su Yu straight away. When he saw it, Su Yu knew that he would definitely not be able to escape. In desperation, he could only use the Arhat's golden body to resist. "《》" ()

"Damn!" The moment the cassock collided with Su Yu, there was a sound of metal and iron clashing, as if two iron tools collided! The next moment, Su Yu was swept out, and his arms were also tingling and painful. The other party's cassock was like a cooked copper stick, with great force and heavy force and extremely strong force and fierceness.

After landing, Su Yu turned back, supported his hands and bounced up again, and the cassock flew over Su Yu's head with a howling sound.

Wu Jie's hands were round, and the cassock began to be like a square iron plate, spinning rapidly, and the four corners cut through the air and made a "whimpering" whirring sound.

Su Yu, who had lost his first move, stood on the left and right and tried to persevere under Wujie's continuous attack, but soon there were more than a dozen wounds on his body. Although they were all shallow, they also made him look embarrassed.

The wide and soft robe became the supreme weapon in Wujie's hands. The four corners were like four sharp sword tips, and it easily brought out one wound after another on Su Yu's body. The trajectory of the ups and downs and downs is unpredictable and difficult to prevent. This set of Qimen martial arts exerted its greatest power by Wujie.

While Su Yu was dodging and defending, he was secretly anxious. He was completely unable to understand the routine when he encountered this kind of Qimen martial arts for the first time. As the wounds increased, Su Yu's anxiety became more and more intense. Suddenly, a glimmer flashed in his eyes, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

The fingers on his hand were bent into claws and grabbed and put them out of thin air, and then the robe that was cut quickly was pulled and pushed by a big hand made of white spiritual energy.

The robe that was originally smoothly cut changed its trajectory instantly, and it was a little crooked. But Wu Jie's fingers bounced slightly, with extremely fast speed but a small amplitude. Waves that were almost invisible to the naked eye came from the contact between Wu Jie's fingers and the robe, and almost instantly spread throughout the robe.

From Su Yu's use of the dragon-capturing hand to Wuji's move to the cassock, it was just in an instant. The cassock was almost never seen, and the trajectory was restored to its original state. It can be seen that Wuji's control over this cassock demon-suffering technique has reached the level of being so wonderful.

Seeing this scene, Su Yu raised his eyebrows and a look of surprise flashed in his eyes. When Wujie used the cassock to suppress the demons, Su Yu knew that Wujie must be very good at this martial art. But he did not expect that Wujie would practice this martial art to such an extent.

However, the main purpose of Su Yu's use of the Dragon Capture Hand was to test Wu Jie's control over the kasa Demon-Subduing Technique. Now he already knows it. So the counterattack has officially begun.

After avoiding one sweep and one diagonally cut one left and right, Su Yu's eyes flashed with a splendor, and he said to himself: "The opportunity is here!" Then his hands began to move in disorder, and at the same time his fingers bent and repeated the grab and release movements.

The next moment, a large hand made of spiritual weapons appeared continuously around the cassock. Whether pulled or pushed, under the force of the dragon-capturing hand, the attack trajectory of the cassock inevitably became curved. Even Wujie's internal force filled the cassock could not be stopped.

"Master Su, good kung fu!" After seeing the continuous bounce of fingers, Wu Jie said heroically with a smile.

"Seeing laughter." Su Yu smiled undeniably at Wujie's praise.

Wuji paused under his feet, and he flew his hands into the air. He immediately put his robes back on his body. After landing, he closed his hands with a smile and said, "Amitabha, the little monk continues to learn about Donor Su's master's tricks! However, the moves the monk used next did not master it, so if the power is too great, don't blame him if he hurt Donor Su."

After hearing Wujie's seemingly arrogant but actually sincere words, Su Yu raised his eyebrows and said with a smile: "Come on, I want to see the unique skills of Shaolin Temple!"

"Amitabha, I offended you!" As soon as he finished speaking, Wu Jie grabbed it and waved his hand with one hand. At the same time, his other hand kept making seals and shouting word by word with Prajna Lion Roaring in his mouth: "The Great Powerful Heavenly Dragon, World Honored Ksitigarbha, Prajna Buddhas, Prajna Bamakong!" While chanting the mantra, Wu Jie walked a erratic trajectory under his feet, and quickly and elegantly approached Su Yu.

The blood-red cassock trembled like waves in Wujie's hands. A faint sound of dragon roar came from the air! Every time Wujie spitted a word, his momentum would surge, and the sound of dragon roar in the air became clearer. If you observe carefully, you will find that Wujie's five fingers kept tapping the cassock at a strange rhythm, causing the cassock to shake continuously at a specific rhythm, and countless folds like waves rose and fell on the surface of the cassock. This is the source of the dragon roar!

Under Wujie's overwhelming momentum, Su Yu's face turned solemn, which showed that he pulled away with a light touch. His hands kept moving, and countless afterimages bloomed in his hands, as if the extremely enchanting and gorgeous Doro Leaf flowers were blooming.

The sound of breaking through the air like a storm resounded throughout the fields, and countless internal force bullets shot towards Wu Jie, who was floating in the body with a swaying light.

Seeing the internal force bounced through the air, Wujie was calm and calm, but his handprints and the spells in his mouth did not stop at all. He waved his one arm and the red cassock rolled and rolled like a red cloud surrounding Wujie. Any internal force bounced near Wujie before he could really touch him, and was shattered in the air by the energy coming out of the cassock.

"Boom boom boom boom boom boom boom!" The continuous explosion sounded, and in an instant, the dust fog filled the fire.

But the rumbling explosion could not conceal Wujie's solemn and heavy singing and the increasingly clear dragon roar!

"Boom." As if cooperating with Wujie, silver snakes splashed in the viscous dark clouds in the sky, and thunder rolled in.

At this moment, Su Yu quickly retreated and suddenly staggered a few steps. Not only did Doroye stop using it, but his expression was extremely painful.

"This Prajna Lion Roar is too difficult! Even if you use the power of the qi, you can only weaken your ears slightly, which is worthy of being a unique skill in Shaolin." When he barely used the Qianhuan Yunying to set a distance between Wujie, Su Yu thought to himself.

"The great power of the Heavenly Dragon, the World-Honored Ksitigarbha, the Prajna Buddhas, Prajna Bamakong!" Seeing Su Yu's body slow down, Wu Jie's eyes lit up, and the singing sound in his mouth became more and more grand.

Wu Dian suddenly made a sound and reminded: "Su Yu, open the space bag that Hua Junyu gave you, and Zi Yu is also inside!" Generally, during battles, Wu Dian let Su Yu play freely. There are few times when making a message. Unless the situation is extremely dangerous, it is obvious that the current situation is extremely bad.

Because Wujie was extremely close to Su Yu at this time, he would be in close contact with Su Yu in a few seconds. With Su Yu's current state, he would obviously not be Wujie's opponent!

Hearing Wu Dian's prompt, Su Yu immediately had a plan in his heart.

The next second, Su Yu's figure did not retreat but advanced. With his speed and Wujie's forward speed, the two of them had already encountered each other in a flash.

Su Yu slapped his hand on his waist and then waved it suddenly, and a shiny sword light burst out!

Unexpectedly, Su Yu would not react in a hurry, and the chanting in his mouth paused, and then a bright sword light appeared in his eyes.

If it were an ordinary master, he would have been killed by Su Yu with a sword. But Wu Jie was a master carefully trained by Shaolin and came from the Dharma Hall, so it was naturally impossible to be killed by Su Yu so easily.

After pausing, his body rotated 360 degrees on the spot. The wide robe instantly stretched across a slanted track, and then collided heavily with Zi Yu.

"Do!" The sound of gold and iron clashing like thunder sounded in the scene, and even the air was shaken out of ripples.

Logically speaking, with the sharpness of Zi Yu, let alone cutting a thin robe, even a four-finger thick metal block can be cut off with one knife! But now, the two intersects, making an iron attack, which shows how powerful the robe filled with the inner strength of Wujie is!

Although Su Yu was a little disappointed, he knew that it was impossible to kill Wujie so easily, so Zi Yu, whose wrist turned wide, changed direction and slashed out again.

On the other side, after Wu Jie blocked this move, his arm rolled up his robes and rolled them up. A harsh roar came out of the robes, and the deafening dragon roar was accompanied by it.

At this time, Zi Yu also came to Wujie and collided with the rolling cassock.

"when"

This time the two weapons are equally matched, and no one can do anything to each other.

But then Su Yu grabbed Zi Yu with both hands and slashed straight towards Wujie's hand. If Wujie didn't find a way to resist, then his hand would definitely not be able to be saved!

But Wu Jie is not easy to match. He rolled his wrist and then punched him out.

"Do!" The fist wrapped around the cassock collided with Zi Yu, and under the protection of the cassock, Wujie's fist was not hurt at all!

The sword light in Su Yu's hand kept chopping, chopping, snatching, stabbing, and slashing. Most of the sword lights were used in a few breaths. Zi Yu's black sword edge, blessed by the eight sword swords, gradually shining white light. The screaming sound brought by each move became louder and louder.

【The secret of Eight Killings of Beacon Fire? Spin Dance!】

As if the fighter jet was turned on in supersonic mode, the moment when he used the spiral dance, Zi Yu slashed towards Wujie with a swaying white afterimage and a harsh sonic boom.

Facing Zi Yu, who seemed to be able to split everything, Wu Jie's face changed drastically and grabbed the robe with his hands and sealed it on his head, and the roar that had been resounding throughout the sky became deafening.

The next second, purple feathers with strong white light shook heavily on the cassock!

In an instant, Wu Jie shook his robe with both hands and wrapped around Zi Yu's sword edge with circles of waves. Finally, Wu Jie pulled it hard to both sides.

The strong bow that was pulled to the maximum rear air was shot, and after the straight robe made a "bounce" sound, it actually locked Zi Yu!

Wujie felt relieved after Su Yu's heavy slash.

But the mystery of the Eight Slashes of the Beacon Fire could not be blocked so easily. After a moment of pause, Zi Yu slashed down again.

A series of sounds of bone cracks sounded, Wu Jie, who was struck by Zi Yu on his shoulder, screamed and flew backwards. The robe, which had lost its internal strength, was also shaken into pieces by the internal force spreading on Zi Yu, and floated down.

Seeing that the battle situation that was originally evenly matched suddenly changed, the eighteen Arhats who had been watching the battle silently changed their expressions. The leader shouted: "Go!" and then rushed out quickly, fearing that Su Yu would take advantage of the victory to chase Wu Jie and kill Wu Jie on the spot!

The remaining seventeen people followed closely behind and rushed out.

However, these eighteen Arhats also had a chance to make a move when they rushed forward. They did not rush around in a swarm, but rushed out in a certain order and direction, and then naturally formed the eighteen Arhat formation!

Because they were not far from the battlefield, and the eighteen Arhats all had great skills in light, they rushed to Su Yu in a few breaths and stopped him!

Su Yu, who was wrapped in the Eighteen Arhat Formation, had a deep face, and his eyes were filled with worries. He had long heard of the famous and powerful Shaolin Eighteen Arhat Formation. In order to speed up the cultivation of the Arhat Golden Body in the Jianghu system, he also broke through Wooden Lane and experienced the power of the Eighteen Arhat Formation!

Although the eighteen people in front of them are not golden-body arhats, they should not be underestimated.

The monk in the lead held a stick behind his back and bowed his head and said, "Master Su, offended! Junior brothers, the Eighteen Arhats Demon Subduing Formation, open!" As soon as he finished speaking, the other seventeen people began to move instantly.

The eighteen people were neatly and moved around Su Yu, and the cooked copper stick in their hands also hit Su Yu from different angles.

"Dangdangdangdangdangdang!" A series of golden iron clashes came from the Arhat Formation. Zi Yu was waving in Su Yu's hand and blocked the copper sticks that were attacking from all angles. In a few breaths, the stick swords had been handed over dozens of times.

With the left and right blocks, Su Yu quickly thought about how to break the formation. In the Jianghu system, he fought with the Eighteen Golden Body Arhats hundreds of times, but he never got the upper hand. He basically insisted on more than ten moves and was killed on the spot.

Although the eighteen Arhats are not as good as the eighteen Arhats in Golden Body, they can still capture Su Yu at most a hundred moves.

Just then, a hearty laugh suddenly came from outside the court: "Hahaha. I didn't expect Wu Jie, the chief disciple of the famous Shaolin Temple Dharma Hall, to be defeated so miserably today."

Wu Jie, who was standing outside the field with a pale face, flashed his anger, turned his head to look in the direction where the sound came, and then frowned and said, "Qingxuan! Your Chunyang Palace has always been hidden in the world, so don't walk outside. But now you don't stay in the kilometers, come to this wilderness to ridicule the little monk!"

The one who is called Qingxuan by Wujie is a handsome young Taoist priest. He is wearing a moon-white Taoist robe, with a big yin and yang fish and gossip embroidered on his chest. His long black hair is raised high by his jade crown, and a jade hairpin is inserted through it.

The fair face, the sword eyebrows and starry eyes, the lips and teeth are red, and the handsome ones are very handsome. Even compared with those big stars who are famous for their appearance, they are just a match.

"What, you Wujie is here. Can I, Qingxuan?" After hearing Wujie's words, Qingxuan smiled slightly and said loudly.

At this time, ten young men in blue Taoist robes also came through the air and fell behind Qingxuan one by one. These people each held long swords and had extraordinary divine light in their eyes, and they were obviously good at it.

"Hmph, Qingxuan, I don't care what you have when you come here, but don't disturb me!" For some reason, Wu Jie, who has always been gentle and elegant, became angry when he saw Qingxuan, and his tone was also very urged when he spoke.

"Supreme Heavenly Lord! Today I am going to disappoint you. I came to rescue Su Yu with the order of the Great Elder. I am afraid that I will disturb you!" Qing Xuan bowed his hands and said with a smile.

After hearing Qingxuan's words, Wu Jie's face suddenly darkened and he said coldly: "Master Su is a wanted person in the martial arts hall. You Chunyang Palace dare to rescue him. Do you want to disobey the orders of the martial arts hall?"

At this time, the Eighteen Arhats no longer attacked Su Yu, but divided them into two circles inside and outside. The five people in the inner circle restricted Su Yu to the spot and were not allowed to move, while the Thirteen people in the outer circle were preparing to deal with the possible attack from Chunyang Palace!

On the other hand, Qingxuan was unmoved by Wujie's threatening words and said with a smile: "My ancestor of the Creation Sect of Chunyang Palace is Lu Zu, I believe you know Wujie. What you don't know is that when Lu Zu was traveling around the world, he met someone who had protected the land of China for thousands of years on the top of Mount Tai!" At this point, Qingxuan looked solemn and bowed to the east.

When Wu Jie, the monks and the ten Taoist priests heard this, they also looked solemn and saluted to Dongfang, either with their palms folded or bowed respectfully. Only Su Yu, who was unknown, stood there in surprise.

After the ceremony, Qingxuan continued to say, "That master and Lu Zu were on the top of Mount Tai for three days, and finally, under the guidance of that master, they completed the foundation-laying technique of our sect. Although the two did not have the name of master and apprentice, they also had certain causes and effects. It is precisely because of this that the martial arts hall would not easily blame me Chunyang Palace."

When he heard Qingxuan say this, Wujie's face was already extremely deep, and he interrupted: "Even if Lu Zu has this kind of cause and effect with that adult, it does not mean that you can rescue the person wanted by the martial arts hall at will, let alone this person is related to the safety of China!"

Qingxuan, who was interrupted, was not angry, but continued with a smile: "Don't worry, listen to me continue to say it! This time I waited for the mountain because the great elder who traveled around the world a few days ago accepted an apprentice! This junior brother has a very good bones and a superpower, which is very suitable for practicing the martial arts of my Pure Yang Palace! Therefore, it is very favored by the great elder."

After saying this, Qingxuan continued, "And this junior brother has a very good friendship with Su Yu! Of course, this is not enough for us to take action. The most important thing is that we Chunyang Palace does not believe that a mere fourth-level ancient warrior can be related to the life and death of China!"

"Don't you Chunyang Palace believe the martial arts hall, don't you believe it anymore!" Wu Jie glared at him and shouted sternly.

"So what about the martial arts hall? Our Chunyang Palace is not a direct organization of the martial arts hall. It's just that the martial arts hall was left by that master and has strong strength that all sects acknowledge that the martial arts hall is the leader. But when did I, Chunyang Palace, say that I, obey the orders of the martial arts hall?" Qingxuan didn't care about Wujie's angry shout, """ said.

"You!" Wu Jie was so angry that Qing Xuan said, and he was injured just now, and a large mouthful of blood was spewed out. (To be continued...)
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