The myth of martial arts begins with the young master of the Demon Sect

Chapter 83 Sneak Attack
Bergamot.

Lingfa Temple.

In the past, the authentic Zen sect, where the incense was at its peak and the flow of people was endless, has lost the hustle and bustle of the past, and there are no pilgrims.

The evening drum and morning bell, which made people feel peaceful, also seemed to startle the flying birds with an indescribable chill.

In the Daxiong Palace, Master Kushi with white beard and eyebrows sits cross-legged with a majestic appearance.

That skinny face was like a lake, as if the sky would fall and there would be no ripples, and his demeanor was about to overflow.

In the treasure hall, in addition to the masters of the dry generation and the eminent monks of the guarding generation, there are also some martial arts figures with swords and swords.

These martial arts people are either lay disciples of Shaolin Temple, or high-ranking heroes who are eager for justice. After hearing the news, they came to help Foshou Peak.On the way they came, they encountered more or less resistance from the imperial court.That's why those who can appear here are first-class players who have the ability to break through the encirclement.

At this moment, on the post road at the foot of the mountain, a black spot galloped towards it from far to near.When the black spot was approaching, they were riding one by one, galloping like lightning.

"The one on the horse is Ji Daxia Ji Feiying."

"Ji Daxia went to investigate the traces of the Twelve Sects and the imperial court eagle dog. His lightness kung fu is outstanding. I don't know what news he got."

This person stopped at the foot of the mountain. The hero Flying Eagle, dressed in black and with sharp eyes like an eagle, got off his horse.

Taking a closer look, this Flying Eagle hero is travel-stained, with blood stains on his clothes, and his breath is rough, as if he was injured in a fight with someone on the way.

Ji Feiying handed the horse over to a nearby martial artist, and with a flick of his arm, he flew up the mountain like a flying eagle.It's just that the injury seems to be quite serious, and he almost fell when he was taking a breath on the way.

After about a cup of tea, Ji Daxia entered the mountain gate of Lingfa Temple, and soon stepped into the Daxiong Palace.

"Ji Feiying has met Master Kushi and all the seniors." Ji Feiying saluted Master Kushi.

"Okay, old Ji, there's no need to be too polite at this time, just tell me the news about your return." A burly man with a beard said.

"Okay." Ji Feiying nodded, and said solemnly: "The Twelve Sects have arrived in a small town ten miles away from Buddha's Hand Peak. Liushamen, Chanjue Temple, Yinyangmen, and Luanliuzong have all arrived. Among them, there are Liushamen sects. There are more than fifty people, there are more than thirty people in Chanjue Temple, and there are more than twenty people in Yinyangmen..."

Ji Feiying is obviously very good at snooping information, and he has inquired about the situation of each sect and faction clearly, without any mistakes: "Of the twelve sects, the heads of six factions have arrived. Even if the heads of the other sects have not arrived, at least there are Five masters sit in command. Moreover, many court eagles and dogs pretend to be disciples of the twelve sects and mix among them. If we do it at that time, we need to be careful to prevent the ship from capsizing in the gutter..."

"That's about all the news I inquired about."

After Ji Feiying told what he knew, a high-ranking guest said loudly: "Old Ji, you haven't said yet, how did you get injured? This guy has always been vigilant, and his lightness skills are so high that he can't steal Zhang San Under. If you want to escape with all your heart, and don't fight with your life, who can hurt you?"

That Ji Feiying hesitated for a moment, looked up at Master Kushi, and bowed to everyone: "It's not that Ji wants to keep it a secret, this matter is of great importance, I need to report to Master Kushi first, and then make a decision..."

Master Kushi nodded and said, "If this is the case, Ji Ji will come with the old monk."

The two of them arrived in the backyard, green bamboos and bamboos, and greenery all over the place.

It's just that I don't know if it's winter, or for some other reason, it always makes people feel that the backyard is cold.

Master Kushi said: "There is no one here, so donator Ji may as well tell you what's going on."

Ji Feiying thought about it for a moment, and said slowly: "The junior was ordered to investigate the twelve sects before, and he saw a person. It was a young man, dressed in black, with a long black sheathed knife inlaid with pearls on his waist, and his imposing manner was impressive."

"The younger generation observed that this person was somewhat similar to the descendant of Dao Zun in the rumors, so he became curious and went to follow him. But this person walked into a low house, and then there were sticky sticks entering the house The chief and the nine admirals seem to be discussing important matters.

"The younger generation prides itself on being good at lightness. Even if it is discovered, it can escape. Just look and go to check. No matter how soon you touch the broken window paper, you will see, you will see..."

Suddenly, an indescribable fear appeared on his face.

Master Kushi was also aroused with curiosity, coupled with his concern for the junior Lin Fu: "What did you see?"

"I see..." Ji Feiying raised his head suddenly, and thrust out his palms like thunder, hitting Master Kushi's chest, and said with a sneer, "Your death date!!"

The change of this attack was so sudden that even Master Kushi could not have imagined that the Flying Eagle hero, who has a deep connection with Lingfa Temple and has always had a good reputation in the Jianghu, would suddenly attack and launch an attack.

boom!This palm slapped Master Kuishi's chest without any fanfare, and the palm force of the "big heart-destroying palm" surged and rushed over continuously.

After hitting this palm, Ji Feiying was about to pull back, but suddenly his wrist tightened, but he was held tightly by a skinny hand.

"When the old monk passed away, you might not be able to see him, but the old monk knows, Ji benefactor, you may not survive in the future." Master Kushi snorted coldly, flipped his palm over, and patted Ji Feiying.

How could Ji Feiying have expected that this old monk's skills were so profound and his strikes so swift.After being slapped with all his strength, he was like a normal person, and he could easily stop his figure.

Seeing the palm of the Buddha approaching, he hurriedly shouted: "Master, please forgive me, I..."

boom!
Before he could finish speaking, a big hand had already patted his head.Immediately, his skull was shattered and he fell down like mud.

"Hmph, I didn't expect the old monk to capsize his boat in the gutter after running rampant all his life." Master Kushi turned pale, and a stream of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.

At this time, a monk of the guarding generation hurried into the backyard, and when he saw Ji Feiying's body, he was shocked: "Abbot, this..."

Master Kushi said indifferently: "This season's benefactors are all members of the imperial court, who want to plot against the old monk..."

"Abbot, how is your injury?" The monk had already seen the blood on the corner of Master Kushi's mouth.

"It's okay." The man on the dry stone gently wiped away the blood: "What happened outside?"

The monk came back to his senses and hurriedly said: "People from the Twelve Sects have arrived at the foot of the mountain and are coming towards the mountain gate."

Master Kushi frowned, sat down cross-legged first, and adjusted his breath well, wisps of white air emerged from his forehead.After hearing footsteps, he finally stood up: "Let's go, go meet the masters of the twelve sects."

The monk was stunned, for some reason, he always felt that the abbot lacked his usual calmness and calmness, and instead had a touch of arrogance that only heroes in the hall have.Seeing that the man on the dry stone was getting further and further away, he quickly chased after him.

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(End of this chapter)