Zhou Xuan didn't care so much, and rushed towards Zhou Botong immediately.

The old monk subconsciously wanted to reach out to stop him, but Zhou Xuan didn't want to delay any longer. He raised his hand and slapped the old monk.

With a "bang", the old monk was beaten back more than ten steps. The white beard on his face was blown into chaos by the palm wind, and his face was flushed.

"Who is this person?! His skills are so powerful!"

Zhou Xuan was not too polite to them, with ten successes plus some physical strength. Wang Chongyang had to avoid the edge when he came, not to mention that he was just an ordinary old monk at the level of five wise men. But if he used all his strength, the old monk might be beaten to death by a palm and vomiting blood.

But the purpose now is not to kill people, but to "save people".

Zhou Xuan quickly grabbed Zhou Botong, turned around and ran out. The remaining monks had no time to chase after him. In the blink of an eye, Zhou Xuan and the others disappeared from the black air.

The monks quickly got up and ran to the old monk and said angrily.

"Uncle Master, are you okay? Don't worry, the disciple will send someone to chase you right away! We will definitely catch them back!"

The old monk waved his hand helplessly and said.

"Forget it, let them go. Those two are unique masters. It's a blessing to catch up with them now."

What if they catch up with them? No one is the opponent of those two. Fortunately, the man showed mercy just now and did not kill him. If he didn't hold back, it would be a real disaster for Shaolin.

"Disciple, I understand."

The old monk turned around and looked at the Sutra Pavilion, sighed slightly and said intimately.

"Ah... Shaolin suffered this disaster and did not know whether it was a blessing or a disaster. Amitabha Buddha had sinned."

Zhou Xuan didn't care so much, and rushed towards Zhou Botong immediately.

The old monk subconsciously wanted to reach out to stop him, but Zhou Xuan didn't want to delay any longer. He raised his hand and slapped the old monk.

With a "bang", the old monk was beaten back more than ten steps. The white beard on his face was blown into chaos by the palm wind, and his face was flushed.

"Who is this person?! His skills are so powerful!"

Zhou Xuan was not too polite to them, with ten successes plus some physical strength. Wang Chongyang had to avoid the edge when he came, not to mention that he was just an ordinary old monk at the level of five wise men. But if he used all his strength, the old monk might be beaten to death by a palm and vomiting blood.

But the purpose now is not to kill people, but to "save people".

Zhou Xuan quickly grabbed Zhou Botong, turned around and ran out. The remaining monks had no time to chase after him. In the blink of an eye, Zhou Xuan and the others disappeared from the black air.

The monks quickly got up and ran to the old monk and said angrily.

"Uncle Master, are you okay? Don't worry, the disciple will send someone to chase you right away! We will definitely catch them back!"

The old monk waved his hand helplessly and said.

"Forget it, let them go. Those two are unique masters. It's a blessing to catch up with them now."

What if they catch up with them? No one is the opponent of those two. Fortunately, the man showed mercy just now and did not kill him. If he didn't hold back, it would be a real disaster for Shaolin.

"Disciple, I understand."

The old monk turned around and looked at the Sutra Pavilion, sighed slightly and said intimately.

"Ah... Shaolin suffered this disaster and did not know whether it was a blessing or a disaster. Amitabha Buddha had sinned."

Zhou Xuan didn't care so much, and rushed towards Zhou Botong immediately.

The old monk subconsciously wanted to reach out to stop him, but Zhou Xuan didn't want to delay any longer. He raised his hand and slapped the old monk.

With a "bang", the old monk was beaten back more than ten steps. The white beard on his face was blown into chaos by the palm wind, and his face was flushed.

"Who is this person?! His skills are so powerful!"

Zhou Xuan was not too polite to them, with ten successes plus some physical strength. Wang Chongyang had to avoid the edge when he came, not to mention that he was just an ordinary old monk at the level of five wise men. But if he used all his strength, the old monk might be beaten to death by a palm and vomiting blood.

But the purpose now is not to kill people, but to "save people".

Zhou Xuan quickly grabbed Zhou Botong, turned around and ran out. The remaining monks had no time to chase after him. In the blink of an eye, Zhou Xuan and the others disappeared from the black air.

The monks quickly got up and ran to the old monk and said angrily.

"Uncle Master, are you okay? Don't worry, the disciple will send someone to chase you right away! We will definitely catch them back!"

The old monk waved his hand helplessly and said.

"Forget it, let them go. Those two are unique masters. It's a blessing to catch up with them now."

What if they catch up with them? No one is the opponent of those two. Fortunately, the man showed mercy just now and did not kill him. If he didn't hold back, it would be a real disaster for Shaolin.

"Disciple, I understand."

The old monk turned around and looked at the Sutra Pavilion, sighed slightly and said intimately.

"Ah... Shaolin suffered this disaster and did not know whether it was a blessing or a disaster. Amitabha Buddha had sinned."

Zhou Xuan didn't care so much, and rushed towards Zhou Botong immediately.

The old monk subconsciously wanted to reach out to stop him, but Zhou Xuan didn't want to delay any longer. He raised his hand and slapped the old monk.

With a "bang", the old monk was beaten back more than ten steps. The white beard on his face was blown into chaos by the palm wind, and his face was flushed.

"Who is this person?! His skills are so powerful!"

Zhou Xuan was not too polite to them, with ten successes plus some physical strength. Wang Chongyang had to avoid the edge when he came, not to mention that he was just an ordinary old monk at the level of five wise men. But if he used all his strength, the old monk might be beaten to death by a palm and vomiting blood.

But the purpose now is not to kill people, but to "save people".

Zhou Xuan quickly grabbed Zhou Botong, turned around and ran out. The remaining monks had no time to chase after him. In the blink of an eye, Zhou Xuan and the others disappeared from the black air.

The monks quickly got up and ran to the old monk and said angrily.

"Uncle Master, are you okay? Don't worry, the disciple will send someone to chase you right away! We will definitely catch them back!"

The old monk waved his hand helplessly and said.

"Forget it, let them go. Those two are unique masters. It's a blessing to catch up with them now."

What if they catch up with them? No one is the opponent of those two. Fortunately, the man showed mercy just now and did not kill him. If he didn't hold back, it would be a real disaster for Shaolin.
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