I saw that the man fell in front of all the lamas. He was dressed the same as these lamas, but he was a little older. He was actually a middle-aged lama. Boyeduo and Ge Guoyin were so frightened that their legs trembled when they saw this lama.

With a "pop" sound, they both knelt down on the ground and said: "Disciple, I pay my respects to my uncle. Disciple is unworthy and has brought shame to our master."

The man who had a straight face suddenly laughed and said: "Get up, you are the first opponent of the Discipline Academy of Shaolin Temple." He turned to Pu Yuan and said: "That's right, Senior Brother Pu Yuan!"

Pu Yuan clasped his hands together and said: "Amitabha, please tell me what the Buddhist name is. I just want to resolve a war and have no ill intentions. I hope my Buddhist friends don't take offense."

The middle-aged lama laughed and said: "How dare the young monk Mogu get into trouble with Senior Brother Puyuan? I just heard that this young benefactor can pick leaves and hurt people. I don't know if it is true or not. I was standing far away and couldn't see clearly.

Can the little benefactor make another move to open the poor monk's eyes?" He said and looked towards Duoqi.

Duoqi saw Mogu's martial arts skills and was worried that if he used a move in front of him, he would reveal a flaw and let him spot Ni Duan. He thought to himself: "I have only reached the eighth level of my magical skills. If he spots Ni Duan, I'm afraid

The situation is not good, what should we do?" While thinking about it, Mogu saw him silent for a long time and said: "I think the little donor wants to compete with me so that he can use the skill of picking leaves to hurt people. Then

I forgive the young monk for offending me." After saying this, he struck Duoqi with a "hu" palm.

Duoqi saw that he was approaching fiercely, his palms were whistling with murderous intent, and he quickly flew away to avoid him. Mogu followed closely, making two circles with his left hand, and then handed it over with the other palm. Duoqi did not dare to force it.

After a few moves, Duoqi was able to dodge them with his lightness skills, but they were still extremely dangerous.

Puyuan saw Mogu's moves with murderous intent, and Duoqi was forced to the point where it was almost impossible to avoid him. His situation was really dangerous. He pushed hard with his toes, flew up and pulled Mogu with his palm, and said: "I'd better let me learn the master's tricks."

Mogu said angrily: "You are so nosy, don't blame the poor monk for being merciless." Then he said to Boyeduo and Ge Guoyin: "Why don't you take action quickly!" His skills changed as he spoke.

He is even more powerful, and his punches have the power to crush iron and dust.

Boyeduo and Ge Guoyin Demogu ordered the lamas to rush towards the Beggar Clan disciples and Shaolin monks.

When Duoqi saw that all the disciples of the Beggar Clan were injured and had no power to resist, he became very anxious. He wanted to stop the lamas but was unable to use the magic skill freely. When he was anxious, someone suddenly shouted: "Brother Liu, take the sword, you

Go quickly and don't worry about us!"

Duo Qi looked sideways and saw a bright big knife being thrown from among the beggar disciples. The person who threw the knife was a young beggar with seven cloth bags supported on his shoulders.

Duoqi took the sword and was overjoyed. He smiled at the man and said, "Thank you!" After saying that, he turned around and swung the sword towards the group of lamas, blocking the middle. There were two young Shaolin monks lying on the bamboo bed. The old monk gave instructions.

, one after another caught up with Duoqi to stand on the same front, and then more than a dozen Beggar Clan disciples reluctantly rushed forward to help. After all, those Beggar Clan disciples were all injured, and after a while they gradually bowed down and retreated into the crowd.

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Although Boye Duo and Ge Guoyin were injured on the backs of their hands, they were not in trouble. The other twenty or so lama disciples were all very energetic and surrounded them, making it difficult for Duoqi and the two Shaolin monks to suffer.

Duoqi slashed with his sword, and the lamas could not get close to him for a while. However, the two Shaolin monks were unable to fight with their bare hands and their fists. After dozens of moves, they suffered a lot and were knocked out of the battle.

Seeing that the situation was not optimistic, the old monk lying on the bamboo bed said to the other two disciples who were guarding the surroundings: "You guys go up and help me, it doesn't matter to me!" The two Shaolin disciples, no matter what the old monk said, were still indifferent.

Before he could move, he heard one of them say: "Uncle Master, please stop rushing us, we will never leave you."

The old monk said angrily: "Stupid, extremely stupid. If you don't go and help now, you will be killed later and it will be too late to regret it!"

Another Shaolin disciple said: "Uncle Master, if they call you later, what should we do? We must protect your safety!"

The old monk sighed when he heard this, shook his head and sighed: "Crazy, crazy, crazy..."

The Liubaobao disciple of the Beggar Clan who threw the knife at Duo Qi was shocked when he saw the sword technique used by Duo Qi. He was shocked and said in his heart: "What an exquisite magic sword technique. This... how is this possible! How could he make my family inherit the family?"

His sword skills?" The man looked at him for a while, then relaxed a little, and said: "It turns out that he only knows sword skills, but not his mind skills. No wonder it takes so much effort to fight."

Although Duoqi's swing of the sword was extremely delicate and protected his whole body so airtight that Bo Yeduo and Ge Guoyin who were standing by him couldn't get a single piece of their clothes off, they couldn't hurt anyone around him at the same time.

When Boyeduo and Ge Guo saw Duoqi's fighting style, they were not impatient. They both thought: "You are consuming your internal energy like this, let's see how long you can last!"

Duo Qi also knew in his heart that the moment he would eventually run out of energy if he played like this, he would eventually become a piece of cake, but he had no plan at the moment.

At this moment, I suddenly heard the old monk lying on the bamboo bed shouting with difficulty: "Little donor, why don't you make yourself stronger!"

Hearing this, Duoqi suddenly came to his senses and said loudly: "Thank you, Master, for your advice!" As he spoke, a knife struck Bo Yeduo like lightning, forcing him to retreat repeatedly. At this moment, Duoqi had already dodged and flew to the hillside next to him.

Ge Guoyin and Bo Ye often ran away together, shouting in their hearts that something was wrong, thinking: "This kid is quite good at Qinggong. Let him run away now, it is really difficult to catch him." They hurriedly chased after him.

, hoping to surround Duoqi again.

Seeing them chasing after them, Duoqi hurriedly flew away. Ge Guoyin and Bo Yeduo saw Duoqi running away again, and hurriedly chased after them.

Bystanders saw these three people, one running away and the other chasing. Duoqi danced like a butterfly but at the same time he was extremely fast. Boyeduo and Ge Guo were far inferior to Duoqi in their light skills, so they couldn't catch up in any case. They won.

It was hard to stop being conceited for a while. Looking towards Mogu and Puyuan, I saw the two of them facing each other with their palms facing each other, sweat pouring from their heads. It turned out that the two of them were actually using up their inner strength after a fight.

.The two sides were in a stalemate without distinction, and both couldn't help but secretly admire the other's internal strength.

At this time, a group of lamas nearby saw that both sides were frozen together. They also saw that the Beggar Gang and the Shaolin monks were far away from the place where Puyuan and Mogu were fighting. They took the opportunity to rush towards Puyuan and besiege them.

When Pu Yuan saw someone sneaking up from the side, he was startled. He looked to the side and saw that the lamas had already attacked.

Mogu took advantage of Pu Yuan's distraction and shouted loudly. He exerted force with his palms, forcing Pu Yuan to step back step by step. Both of them used their full strength to compete with their internal strength, so every time Pu Yuan was knocked back,

They left footprints several inches deep. Seeing this, everyone admired the inner strength of the two.

Seeing that Mogu had the upper hand, the lama disciples quickly speeded up their hands and feet and rushed towards Puyuan.

The group of beggars and Shaolin monks were all shocked when they saw it. They wanted to reach out to rescue them, but it was too late. Many of the group of beggars were temperamental people. At this time, they could no longer bear it. Many people immediately started yelling and yelling, "

There was a chorus of "bastard of a dog" and "bastard of a dog".

Although Puyuan had already known that someone was attacking from nearby, he just suffered from being restrained by Mogu. If he wanted to stop and resist the attack of the lama next to him, he would definitely be killed by Mogu's two palms. He didn't know what to do for a moment.

Well, suddenly I felt two blows from the palms, and my ribs felt sharp pain. I had already received one palm from each of the two lamas.

When Puyuan was meeting Mogu, he suddenly received two palms, and the attack was vicious. He felt his heart heat up, and a mouthful of blood did not spurt out from his mouth. Fortunately, the internal strength of these two lamas had not reached the boiling point, otherwise Puyuan

Yuan Shi received these two palms and was killed on the spot. At this time, Pu Yuan's vitality was severely injured, and Mo Gu used another strong force on his hand, knocking Pu Yuan away from him. Pu Yuan was injured and was also attacked by Mo Gu's internal force.

Shocked, there was a "wow" sound, and a mouthful of blood spurted out from the mouth. It was obvious that he had been seriously injured. At this time, the lama disciples who attacked from behind saw that Puyuan had been knocked back by Mogu, and attacked themselves.

After a while, he was very afraid of being blamed, so he hurriedly stepped forward and said to Mogu: "Uncle Master, your martial arts skills are world-class, so I will leave it to my disciple to kill him for you, right?"

Mogu responded coldly: "Yes."

Seeing Mogu's agreement and his slightly dissatisfied expression, the lama disciples hurriedly crowded forward and struck towards Puyuan.

Although Mogu's palm just now seriously injured Pu Yuan, he also inadvertently saved Pu Yuan's life. If he had been hit by the palms of the following people, he would definitely have died by now.

Those Shaolin Temple disciples have stayed in the temple since they were young. Now that they are leaving the temple for the first time, they are naturally very ignorant of the sinister side of the world. They never expected that the identity of Master Mogu Yi would actually kill the seriously injured Pu Yuan, and he was about to rush forward to rescue him.

Pu Yuan, but it was too late, the opponent's poisonous palm had already reached in front of Pu Yuan.

The old monk who was lying on the bamboo bed struggled to get up when he saw this, and shouted hysterically: "Brother, brother, brother..." When he shouted for the third time, he had no strength anymore and fell down.

His voice became hoarse, and his eyes were still looking at Puyuan, with only helplessness and despair in his eyes.

Duoqi was trying his best to avoid Ge Guoyin and Boyeduo when he suddenly heard everyone screaming and cursing. He glanced towards Puyuan and saw that the vicious hands of the group of lamas had reached Puyuan's door. His life was only a matter of seconds.

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At this critical moment, Duoqi couldn't help but stretch out his left hand to the side, picked up a handful of leaves, and knocked them out with a "chichi" sound.

Ge Guoyin and Bo Yeduoqi used strange moves again, thinking that they were being hit, so they both hurriedly moved back.

While Mogu was watching triumphantly, he suddenly heard a "chichi" sound coming from the air. He quickly turned his head and looked, only to feel something flashing past in front of his eyes, and then heard a howl like a killing pig.

.Looking back quickly, I saw that the disciples who went to kill Pu Yuan all fell in front of Pu Yuan for some reason. I saw them holding their left wrist or right wrist, howling like killing pigs, and blood gushing out.

When he came out, a closer look revealed that there was actually a leaf embedded in the wound on Renren's wrist. This sudden change was really surprising. Mogu Tie's face was livid, his legs could not help but he took two steps back, and he mouthed.

Zhong murmured: "How is it possible, how is it possible..."

Although everyone present in the Beggar Clan didn't understand what was going on, seeing that Master Puyuan was saved and Mogu was so frightened that his face was livid, they were naturally very happy and everyone cheered non-stop.

Seeing Mogu being frightened, Boyeduo and Ge Guoyin couldn't help but feel very scared. Seeing that Duoqi wasn't paying attention to them, they hurriedly ran back, ran to Mogu, looked at him and asked tentatively:

"Uncle Master, Uncle Master, what should I do now?"

Mogu looked at Duoqi blankly, thinking: "I have heard that when one reaches the level of great skill, one can kill people with flying leaves, but it takes at least sixty years of hard work to do it. Why, how can this person do it at such a young age?"

Okay..." Thinking about this, a cold sweat broke out on his vest. Suddenly he heard Boyeduo and Ge Guoyin asking him, and he was awakened, thinking: "This person's inner strength is unfathomable, or is it...

It's best to leave." Then he stepped forward, clasped his hands and said, "Today the young monk got to see the skill of picking leaves and hurting people. It is really a great relief for his life. You can take your leave." After saying that, he turned around and left.

Everyone in the Beggar Clan had been tortured by these lamas. Seeing that Mogu and others were so frightened, they naturally refused to let go and shouted, "Stinky lama, you thief lady, stay here for now! Don't run away." But Mogu and others.

Without looking back, he stepped up his pace and walked far away.

Duoqi saw Mogu and others walking away and gradually disappearing from sight, but he was very happy, thinking, "At last, no flaws were found."

When the beggars saw that Mogu and others had left like this, although they were unwilling to do so, they were all happy that their lives had been saved. They all stood up and stepped forward to thank Duoqi and Puyuan.

After Pu Yuan put his hands together and titheed in return, he suddenly turned to the old monk lying on the bamboo bed and said: "Junior brother, life or death is determined by fate. It seems that everything has been predestined. It is not a human effort, so we can only do our best.

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The old monk lying on the bamboo bed smiled slightly and said: "Yes, senior brother, I understand!" After all, Yu closed his eyes, smiled and lay on the bamboo bed without speaking.

Seeing this, Pu Yuan just sighed and shook his head at first, then smiled and nodded, and said no more.

Duoqi and everyone else in the Beggar Clan were listening to the conversation between the two. They couldn't help but feel a little confused, but they also felt that they were talking about something sad.

At this time, the Seven Bags disciple of the Beggar Clan who had thrown the knife at Duo Qi, put his hands together and saluted Pu Yuan, saying: "Master, you saved dozens of lives of members of my gang, I, Hu Jin, and my brothers in the gang are very grateful.

Your great kindness and virtue, if you have anything to do, we are willing to go through fire and water!"

Puyuan returned the greeting and said: "Amitabha, the abuse of the donor is serious, but my junior brother's poison is not something ordinary people can cure."

Hu Jin looked carefully at the old monk lying on the bamboo bed and said: "The poison that this master was poisoned by is very powerful, and the person who poisoned it is very poisonous!"
To be continued...