As soon as Zhang SanFeng's voice fell, he activated his Tai Chi Force, causing Du E's and Du Jie's whips to collide.
The black rope was imbued with vigorous internal energy. The two monks sensed a strange internal energy coming from the black rope and found that the two whips were uncontrollably colliding with each other. They cried out in their hearts, "Oh no!" Immediately afterwards, the opposing black rope's internal energy came pressing down on them, causing the two monks to tremble.
The three monks were martial brothers, so the gap between Du Nan and Du Jie's martial arts was not big. However, Du E's martial arts were obviously higher. Du Jie was hit by Du E's internal energy, causing him to spit out a mouthful of blood. The qi and blood in his body churned violently, causing him to instantly lose the ability to fight.
Although Du E's situation was slightly better, it was not much better. Du Jie's full force attack made his chest numb. Within a few breaths of time, his whole body was sore and numb, and his internal energy suddenly became sluggish. If it was any other day, it would not be a problem. In such a short period of time, he would be able to adjust the internal energy in his body. However, what kind of person was Zhang SanFeng? Since he had already made his move, how could he give his opponent a chance to breathe?
Du Nan saw that his two martial brothers had instantly lost the ability to fight. He immediately turned pale with fright. With a flick of his whip, he attacked Zhang SanFeng's back, hoping to stop him for a moment so that Du E could recover.
Song Qing laughed mischievously. He absorbed a handful of pine needles from the ground and shot them towards Du Nan's face with his internal energy. It was like the Pear Blossom Storm Needles of the Tang Sect. Du Nan's expression changed slightly and he hastily dodged to the side. However, the black rope in his hand did not stop and continued to sweep towards Zhang SanFeng's back.
Du Nan suddenly felt a sense of danger. He suddenly realized that Song Qing, who was several feet away from him, was actually standing next to him and smiling at him. He could not help but feel a chill run down his spine. "Is this really the world's Qing Gong …"
This was his last thought before his acupoints were sealed. The black rope lost its momentum and directly fell to the ground.
Song Qing secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, Du Nan had to split his attention to save Du E. Coupled with the fact that he did not know the details of his Qing Gong, I was able to easily subdue him. Otherwise, it would really have taken some effort.
At this time, Zhang SanFeng had also sealed Du E's acupoints. Seeing Song Qing subduing Du Nan so quickly, his eyes were full of admiration.
"We will leave immediately after the investigation." Zhang SanFeng whispered. Song Qing nodded and the two figures flashed and they went to the Sutra Depository Pavillion.
They had only just pushed open the door, but before they could even check out the situation inside, their expressions suddenly changed. They hastily placed their palms before their chests. It did not take long for a vast and majestic force to collide with their palms, causing their bodies to involuntarily sway.
Yu and Yi Qing Looked at the door and Monk. The Li Monk was a Suedu. The Yi Monk Nan and Yi Nan's Li. Monk. The Nan as Le as Hua San San (San Su) Chi Monk Yingly Jie Jie Yi Jie, Yi, the Monk Dong Du Jie's face and. Chi San San Monk.
However, the two of them didn't dare to underestimate each other in the slightest. After all, this emaciated old monk was fighting one against two earlier, yet he actually shook the two of them to the point their figures swayed at the same time. Even though it was because the old monk had been waiting for them to tire themselves out and the two of them were caught off guard, this result of the battle was sufficient for them to be proud of.
"May I know which master has come to visit the Sutra Depository Pavillion in the middle of the night?" Although the Monk Sweeping Floor Monk looked calm on the surface, his heart was in turmoil. He didn't know how many years it had been since he had the feeling that he would be able to look down on all the other mountains. Many of the world's famous masters couldn't even take one move from him. He didn't expect that in that exchange just now, he would be shaken to the point where his blood and Qi were in turmoil.
Just where did these two people come from? Zhang SanFeng looked at Song Qing and rejoiced in his heart. What Song Qing said was true. This Shaolin Sutra Depository Pavillion was actually hiding such a super master. If it wasn't for Song Qing's warning, he would have rashly come to the Shaolin Temple.
The Monk Sweeping Floor Monk looked at the old Taoist in front of him. Just by standing there casually, he looked like a deep pool and a high mountain. His appearance was unfathomable. He couldn't help but be surprised: Could it be him?
When his eyes moved to Song Qing, he was even more surprised: "So it is Almsgiver Song. Almsgiver not only healed the meridians in your body, but also learned this amazing ability. Your situation is really beyond this old monk's expectations."
Song Qing hurriedly stepped forward and saluted: "Junior Song Qing greets senior. Thanks to senior's guidance, junior's life has turned for the better."
"I didn't give any substantive advice at the time, so I dare not take credit." The Monk Sweeping Floor Monk wanted to ask how the other party repaired the meridians, but now was not a good time to chat. He could only turn to Zhang SanFeng: "Is this Master Zhang of Wudang?"
Zhang SanFeng bowed slightly: "I am Zhang SanFeng, greet the master. Master's cultivation is the best I have ever seen in my life. I admire you very much."
"There is a method in the world, but it is all a dream. What's more, in front of Master Zhang, I dare not call myself the best." The Monk Sweeping Floor Monk also bowed back.
Faintly hearing the sound of the Shaolin monks rushing over here, Song Qing used the Secret Voice-sending: "Great Master, why don't you come and stall this person in front of you, I will take the opportunity to go to the Sutra Depository to investigate. Otherwise, when Xuan Ci and the others come, I am afraid there will not be a chance."
Zhang SanFeng secretly nodded: "Okay!"
Song Qing's expression changed. He cupped his hands and said to the Monk Sweeping Floor: "Senior, this time we broke into Shaolin at night to investigate the whereabouts of my father and several martial uncles. If we have offended you in any way, please forgive us. I will come back to apologize in the future."
As soon as his voice fell, his whole body was like a green smoke, rushing into the Sutra Depository.
"Almsgiver's lightness skill is probably the best in the world!" The Monk Sweeping Floor Monk showed a look of surprise. He put his hands together, and without any movement, Song Qing suddenly felt that there was an invisible high wall in front of him. His whole body seemed to have crashed into a fishing net. He hit it with his palm, but the power of the palm that could topple mountains and overturn the seas could not be used. Instead, it was rebounded by the wall.
Song Qing's expression froze. The wooden sword was already in his hand. With a wave of the sword, the wooden sword seemed to have turned into an invincible laser knife. The wall of qi in front of him was instantly split into two, and he suddenly felt the pressure around him relax.
"Huh?" The Monk Sweeping Floor Monk was even more surprised. He was about to continue to attack when Zhang SanFeng also moved. No matter how confident he was, he did not dare to expose his flank to the world's number one Zhang SanFeng. He could only let Song Qing leave, and turned back to face the strong enemy in front of him.
At this time, Xuan Ci had already led the experts of Shaolin to rush over. Seeing that San Du was injured and restrained, and Zhang SanFeng was fighting with the Monk Sweeping Floor Monk, she could not help but be shocked and angry: "Zhenren Zhang broke into Shaolin's forbidden area in the middle of the night, I am afraid that you have lost the bearing of a member of the royal family!"
Zhang SanFeng could only smile bitterly. At this time, all of his energy was focused on the Monk Sweeping Floor Monk in front of him. He did not dare to open his mouth at the crucial moment, for fear that he would leak his inner Qi and let the other party take advantage of his weakness.
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