In the valley, the little monk Xu Zhi had seen before was fighting with a graceful girl in plain white clothes! The sound Xu Zhi heard was the sound of two people's fists and feet colliding! Although the two people's fists and feet were different, the girl's fists and feet belonged to Western fighting. The little monk was a martial art of China, but the two were similar in strength and could not decide the outcome. But the two people's fists were very powerful, the fists were howling, and the legs and feet fell to the ground, and the stones were kicked away, and some were even kicked to pieces! The stones used as weapons were sometimes hit on the small trees next to the valley, which could break the small trees.

Xu Zhi's eyes rolled, withdrew his spiritual thoughts, used the art of lifting the spiral of Huazhi, slowly approaching the valley, and then lies behind a rock and watches the tiger fight.

After ten minutes, the girl's strength was a little weak. Her figure turned beautifully in the air and landed on a big rock. Her eyes showed anger and scolded: "Little monk, do you have to force me to kill you?"

"Amitabha!" The little monk also took the opportunity to leap, stood on another rock, clasped his hands together and said, "It's not the little monk who forced you, it's you who forced you."

"This is Guanyin Mountain in Fuwan. What does it have to do with you Shaolin? What do you want to come here sneakily? I asked you and you didn't answer, so I had to take action."

"Amitabha, female Tan Yue..." The little monk was very talented and said calmly, "Fuwan is an inseparable part of China. How can you say it has nothing to do with me, Shaolin? If it doesn't matter, it should be that female Tan Yue's sect has nothing to do with China, right?"

"Lord, you have created this world and this human race, and you have created it. Some people dare to say that the small Fuwan is not the place of your holy light." The girl prayed, "Please forgive my sins. I will teach this idol-worshiping monk a lesson!"

After saying that, the girl took out a cross from her neck and chanted, "Lord, my Father God, I crawl here and beg, staring at your throne, and hope that your throne can use my strength to help me wipe out the sinful people in the world..."

When Xu Zhi saw the attack of Christians for the first time, his eyes lit up. With the girl's prayer, Xu Zhi suddenly found that a trace of light like clouds appeared in the mid-air where the valley was. The light was extremely conspicuous in the twilight, and when a trace of light was revealed, it seemed that there were good songs to ring.

"Amitabha..." The little monk seemed to feel something was wrong, and recited the Buddha's name and hurriedly took off a string of Buddhist beads from his neck. Then he saw that the little monk's arm suddenly grew bigger, and red like fire-like light emerged from his body, rushing towards the Buddhist beads, and the Buddhist beads gradually became brighter in the twilight.

"Lord, thank you!" As the girl prayed again, the cross in her hand pointed toward her head, and the light that was invisible to the naked eye appeared on the cross, like a long sword falling towards the little monk.

The little monk was not showing weakness. The string of Buddhist beads broke from the middle, and the Buddhist beads condensed into a long whip, flashing red light to meet them. Whether it was silver or red light, it made a "sizzling" sound when passing through the air. "Boom..." The two lights collided in a blink of an eye, making a low roar, as if two huge rocks were smashed together. The two lights and shadows were a little scattered, and the figures of the little monk and the girl trembled at the same time, both of them flew back.

Just as the little monk lost his balance and was about to fall into the pile of rocks, the place where clouds had appeared in the air suddenly shone out a column of light as thick as a thumb like a spotlight, covering dozens of square meters of places near the little monk.

"Amitabha..." The little monk was shocked and recited the Buddha's name. The Buddhist beads in his hand shook, broke and rushed into the sky, instantly turning into a circle, and began to rotate slowly. Just as clusters of silver light columns fell, a circle of light red light covers also covered the little monk!

"Boom boom boom..."

"Bang bang bang..."

The light column flew on the light cover, making a roar that was several times louder than before, which was a bit deafening in the valley. Many light columns fell to the ground, and stones, and even trees were crushed and penetrated, and even the ground was made into deep holes the size of bowls.

"Oh my god! This... this is much better than a submachine gun!" Xu Zhi was dumbfounded and became more and more afraid to step forward.

In just ten seconds, the red light cover of the Buddhist beads could not be supported, and it would fall with a slight "buzzing" sound, and the silver-white light in the air was also exhausted.

At this moment, "Gaga..." A loud laugh sounded in the valley opposite Xu Zhi, and then he saw a black shadow like a huge bat flying down from the valley. "Woo woo..." In the blink of an eye, he reached the heads of the little monk and the girl.

"Woo woo..." The black shadow flapped his right wing, and the black wind suddenly rose. It was hit by the Buddhist beads. The Buddhist beads fell to the ground. The little monk's figure was hit by the black wind at a dead tree. With the sound of "Peng", the dead tree broke, and the little monk also slid down the dead branches powerlessly.

Almost at the same time as the right wing, the black shadow swung out the left wing, and another black wind knocked the girl away. The girl's figure was lighter and directly hit the stone wall of the valley. The cross in the girl's hand was also knocked down.

"Who!" the girl and the little monk shouted in unison, and the black shadow also stood on the spot in surprise. This was a skinny middle-aged man wearing a black bat shirt. In the twilight, the broom on his face was particularly obvious?

"You, are you a night bat?" the little monk and the girl shouted in unison again.

"Gaga..." The middle-aged man smiled again and said, "Yes, the two little things actually know my name! It seems that they are also people who are preparing to participate in the selection!"

As he was speaking, the middle-aged man waved his hand one after another, and the little monk's Buddhist beads and the crosses in the distance all fell into his hands.

"What are you doing?" the little monk was a little anxious, struggled to get up, and said, "I, Shaolin and you, don't violate the waters of the wells in the mountains of Qilian. Do you dare to steal my Buddhist tools?"

"Haha, little monk!" the middle-aged man felt very ridiculous and said, "What are you doing when you come to Guanyin Mountain? You Shaolin and Guanyin Mountain are also water-free and do not interfere with the rivers, right?"

"We are all Buddha Sect!" the young monk argued, "I'll visit the Buddha's traces!"

"Don't say anything high-sounding to me!" The middle-aged man looked at the little monk contemptuously and said, "The election of heaven is about to begin. Which monk is not trying to improve his strength? Do you dare to say that you didn't come to Hu Feijian to try your luck?"

The little monk was speechless.

"As for you, young man..." The middle-aged man suddenly looked up again and looked at Xu Zhi and said, "You are hiding there secretly, are you going to wait for the night?"

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