"It depends on how you avoid this knife..."

Cold voices surrounded the main hall of Shaolin Temple. The one-armed man who climbed onto the stone platform did not give Guo Lingfei the slightest chance to breathe. His body spun three times in the air, and an enchanting sword light enveloped Guo Lingfei, who was still unable to straighten up, at an even faster speed.

, the sword light like lightning and thunder was a bit sharper and faster than the previous sword.

Behind Guo Lingfei is the wooden door of the Main Hall. If he retreats, he will break through the wooden door and enter the main hall. If he cannot smear Shaolin, he cannot retreat again, and there is no chance to retreat again. Unusual moments require the use of unusual moves. He quickly

He frowned, put his hands on the ground, and kicked his right leg out.

This is a way of besieging Wei and rescuing Zhao, and it is also a lose-lose struggle. Guo Lingfei does not want to discredit his sect, so he can only do this. Facing a top master, this kind of move is not a competition, but a risk, a gamble, and the capital is his own leg.

Or my whole life.

"You silly boy, don't you want your legs?" came an old voice, showing a hint of reproach, and at the same time, a "Dang!" sounded in the silent courtyard, just like the sound of stone hitting metal.

When the harsh sound sounded, the cold sword light also disappeared. The one-armed man stood on the stone platform, looking at the longship sword in his hand in surprise, with a bit of surprise on his gloomy face. He could use the shot stone.

Saving people from his sword was enough to shake his heart.

Guo Lingfei stood firm, and a smile appeared on his face that was solemn just now. He could think of the person who took action without using his brain. At this time, there was an old monk wearing old monk clothes on the stone platform of the main hall.

It was Shi Wujian, and he was playing with two small stones in his hand.

"Master, I have embarrassed you..." Guo Lingfei came to the master and whispered in a low voice. Although he was still smiling, there was more self-blame in his eyes, like a child who had done something wrong, in front of the master.

He doesn't pretend to be mature. This is his character. He always shows his true side in front of his loved ones.

"It's not embarrassing at all. It's my first time to fight against a real master. It's pretty good to be able to reach this level." Shi Wujian said with a smile.

The martial monks from the Shaolin Temple and several senior monks gathered around, some were called Master Uncle, some were called Grand Master Uncle, and there were also a few junior monks who were the youngest monks who were confused for a moment and didn't know what to call Shi Wujian.

"That's all, I don't like being in the temple, just because I'm afraid that you will annoy me, an old man who is dying." Shi Wujian waved his hands to everyone, and the monks suddenly became quiet, but the tourists around them started to make noises. When they knew that they were in front of them,

When the old monk was Shi Wujian, a great master of the generation, he waved and cheered. Some tourists even wanted to take photos with Shi Wujian.

The one-armed man looked at Shi Wujian and Guo Lingfei coldly, with the corners of his eyes twitching. A ninja held up the sheath of the longbune sword. He waved his only left arm casually, and the gleaming weapon entered.

He took the sword out of its scabbard and said, "Your Excellency, could it be that you are Master Shi Wujian, a great master of the Shaolin generation?"

The excited tourists fell silent again under the stimulation of the one-armed man's questions. Their biggest expectation was whether the master of the generation would take action. Shi Wukian stroked his beard under his chin, smiled and nodded, "I am Shi Wu."

Jian but is not an expert, he is just a dying monk who eats food, chants sutras, and has no fights with others or the world."

"Whether you fight to take my blow first or not..."

The one-armed man roared loudly, and unsheathed the longship sword in his hand again. The sword was sheathed just now to calm his mind. When he unsheathed it again, it was a fierce blow. Every detail of the master's actions was purposeful and aimless.

His actions are definitely not the style of a master, let alone the style of a one-armed man.

"Dang!" The long boat that had just drawn a magnificent sword light moved to the side again. The one-armed man's blow was broken by a small stone again. For a moment, he was stunned on the spot, and the corners of his eyes kept twitching.

He saw Shi Wujian's arm raised, but he didn't see clearly how the stone was ejected.

Shi Wujian said to the one-armed man who was still stunned: "The main hall of the Shaolin Temple is not a martial arts arena. It is unseemly to use a knife here. In front of so many Chinese and foreign tourists, I hope the donor will pay attention to his identity."

"After learning the lesson from my Koga Phantom, I will come to Shaolin for advice..." The one-armed man put the knife back into the scabbard, turned away, and several ninjas with dust on their clothes also left in embarrassment with their master. This

For a moment, the onlookers from country Z cheered. In their hearts, country Z’s kung fu will always be the best in the world.

Several monks opened the gate of the courtyard, and the one-armed man led the people out of the gate. Just as a handsome man entered the gate along with the tourists waiting outside, the two passed by, took three steps away, and turned back at the same time.

"you…."

The two men shouted at the same time, and the one-armed man's gloomy face twisted slightly, and he snorted and walked away quickly. The handsome man looked at the one-armed man who was walking away, shook his head, smiled, and said to himself: "It's still the same after twenty years.

It seems like he will never be able to surpass my wife Huanyue in terms of martial arts in this life."

"Who is he, boss?" A man in his thirties with short hair asked the handsome man in a low voice.

"He is the Phantom of Koga who lost his right arm to your sister-in-law Huanyue twenty years ago on the top of Mount Fuji. He is the second master of Country R and the current leader of Koka Sect." The handsome man said lightly, with a sneer on his lips.

It's very cold and very manly.

"What a pity." The man with short hair shook his head.

"Ye Fei, what's the pity?" the handsome man asked with a smile as he walked.

The man named Ye Fei said very directly: "It's a pity that Sister-in-law Huanyue only lost one of his arms at that time. It's not an exaggeration for this virtuous person to lose all his limbs."

"Dad...Uncle Ye, why are you here early?"

As soon as the two men entered the courtyard, they were spotted by Guo Lingfei on the stone platform. He walked up to the two of them and looked at them with a smile.

"This is not the place to talk. Let's go to the back mountain to talk..." Shi Wujian came over, waved his hands towards Guo Feiyu and Ye Fei who were about to salute, and walked out of the courtyard of the Main Hall first. The tourists took the initiative to make way.
Chapter completed!