Don't worry, let's put this imitation product in Evil Emperor Dongtian first!

Chess Evil Will also once said that the world he lives in cannot be crossed over at will, and it is extremely difficult to cross over. And even the top powerhouses in that world are similar to the god-level masters on the Shenbing Continent.

The combat power is five to five, so even if there are experts from that world, there is no need to worry too much.

What's more, the sky is falling, and there are those god-level masters on the Shenbing Continent!

Now, still pay attention to this leading big brother event!

Xiao Yuanshan to Murong Bo!

Qiao Feng to Murong Fu!

The battle situation is quite anxious, it is not hand-to-hand combat, it is all kinds of moves against each other, it is dazzling!

"Um?"

As soon as Yang Zheng was about to make a move, Xiao Yuanshan and Murong Bo swept into the backyard of the Shaolin Temple, and then looked at Qiao Feng and Murong Fu, Qiao Feng opened and closed their moves, Bi Murong Fu was even higher, Murong Fu slammed the palm and approved Distribute a few steps backwards.

At the moment, Murong Fu calmed down, even though his expression was low, the stimulation he received today was not small, and it would be difficult to recover after a while. And that Qiao Feng did not follow up with Xiao Yuanshan and Murong Bo, and also swept into the backyard!

"Walk!"

With a low cry, Yang Zheng took the girls around him and swept to the backyard of the Shaolin Temple!

"Senior brother, let's go too!"

The old urchin liked to watch the fun, so he shouted at Wang Chongyang. Wang Chongyang smiled slightly and led Zhou Botong to the backyard.

"Haha! Big brother is gone, and naturally I, the younger brother, are going to watch!"

Chi Zunxin, who had been silent for a while, laughed and flew away.

"The leader is gone, we?"

The blue-winged bat king looked at the white-browed eagle king.

"Forget it, with the Evil Emperor taking care of it, you don't have to worry about the leader."

The White-browed Eagle King shook his head, he was too lazy to get involved in Shaolin affairs.

There were many people present who wanted to go, but seeing that the Eighteen Bronze Figures of Shaolin Temple had already set up their battles, they stayed where they were and sighed. It seems that we can only wait for the news.

At this moment, in the backyard of the Shaolin Temple, Xiao Yuanshan and Murong Bo were performing Shaolin stunts again and again, and they continued to fight in the backyard!

"Vajra Fingers!"

"Eagle grab!"

"Blossoming Palm!"

"Veduo Palm!"

"Knife of Mercy!"

"Wood-burning knife!"

"No Phase Tribulation Fingers!"

"Vajra Prajna Palm!"

The two of them made moves, almost all of the Shaolin Seventy-two stunts, and they were one move after another, and each move was different! In this short ten-odd breath, one person practiced more than ten stunts, adding up to twenty or thirty stunts!

The secret skills in the Shaolin Sutra Pavilion may have been stolen by the two of them!

"father!"

Qiao Feng shouted.

Immediately afterwards, Yang Zheng and his party swept into the backyard. Yang Zheng swept his eyes and landed on the old monk who was sweeping the floor in the backyard!

Sweeper!

Shaolin Sweeping Monk!

Could that old man with an incomparably flat breath be the legendary Shaolin sweeper?

For a while, it was difficult for Yang Zheng to be sure, because the old man was just like him. From the outsiders' point of view, he couldn't tell whether he was an expert or an ordinary person.

Even Yang Zheng himself can't tell the difference, so there is a very high possibility that the old man's martial arts have already reached the realm of returning to the original state. True qi martial arts does not need to be deliberately displayed, and has been integrated into every movement of his!

So, is this sweeping monk an ordinary person, or an unknown eminent monk?

When Xiao Yuanshan and Murong Bo flew over the head of the sweeper, and the sweeper did not raise his head to look, Yang Zheng was sure that this sweeper was the legendary Shaolin sweeper.

Its martial arts, I am afraid that it is the same as that Wu Yazi, it is already a half-step broken realm!

If according to the original work, Wu Yazi and Sweeping Monk would like to be in martial arts, but if they are compared horizontally, they are probably not as good as Lang Fanyun Pangban. However, that is a horizontal comparison of the original work, and in this world of martial arts, Wu Yazi and Sweeping Monk are completely talented to practice martial arts to half a step!

Thinking about it this way, Yang Zheng figured it out. He also came to a fairly accurate inference about the cultivation of the real person Zhang in Yitian. Most of the real person Zhang was at the half-step broken level.

Sweeping monk ah sweeping monk, it's time for you to take action!

Yang Zheng secretly said in his heart.

The next moment, the sweeping monk really shot!

"Amitabha, the two benefactors, put down the butcher knife and become a Buddha on the spot."

The floor sweeper put down his broom, grabbed Xiao Yuanshan with his left hand, and grabbed Murong Bo with his right hand.

Moreover, the dark diseases in the two people actually occurred at the same time at this moment!

"puff!"

Xiao Yuanshan and Murong Bo spit out a mouthful of blood at the same time!

"Two donors, for many years, you have sneaked into the Tibetan Sutra Pavilion and stealthily learned seventy-two stunts. The two donors are extremely talented, and it is not a problem to learn the stunts. However, it is also because of the complexities of what you have learned, and the power between the peculiar skills and the peculiar skills collide. Keep the dark disease. If you continue to practice, the dark disease will become more and more obvious. Once the internal force is used, the dark disease will occur, and it will become more and more frequent. In Lao Na’s opinion, the best way is in the Shaolin Temple. Only by practicing the Dharma diligently can this dark disease be relieved.”

The sweeping monk opened his mouth and said.

Yang Zheng and his party also fell into this courtyard.

"father!"

Qiao Feng rushed to Xiao Yuanshan and shouted.

"Feng'er!"

When Xiao Yuanshan was excited, just as he was about to hug Qiao Feng, another mouthful of blood spurted out!

"Master Xiao, your dark disease has become more and more obvious. Only by maintaining a peaceful mind can it be resolved. Otherwise, the attack of the dark disease will only damage the mind of sponsor Xiao."

The sweeper said again.

"Humph! I don't believe in any dark disease!"

At this moment, Murong Bo sneered, he regained some strength, and just about to get up, he got up half body, his expression suddenly changed, and he sat down again.

Like Xiao Yuanshan, he has a dark attack!

"Cultivation is complicated, strength attributes are different, and it is normal to leave a dark illness. If you two, if you don't listen to this master's words, I am afraid that you will only be able to save yourself if you abandon your martial arts."

Yang Zheng opened his mouth.

The Sweeping Monk is indeed a Sweeping Monk, he is indeed a master.

This kind of high-level demeanor is not pretended, but for decades or even centuries, in the backyard of the Shaolin Temple, living a life of meager fame and fortune, can cultivate such demeanor.

Of course, Yang Zheng admired the perseverance and determination of the floor sweeper, but he just admired it. He didn't want to take the floor sweeper's path.

Evil Emperor, I want to walk an invincible martial arts that crushes the world's masters! ..