Chapter 33 Winning in the near

As soon as Ling Feng saw this situation, he knew that the Red Flower Club was close to Liu'an City. He resolutely drifted to the north and strived to rush into the fierce battlefield in the shortest time to fight to the death with the villain Warcraft.

Ling Feng floated out of the air for more than ten miles. He looked down and saw a group of evil monsters chasing the bald monks with broken garments.

This monk team is untidy and looks extremely embarrassed. In the past, its dignity has been lost. It has become a strong bow, and there is a danger of being completely annihidized.

The wise abbot of Shaolin Temple, wearing a big red wisps of gold rysoon, retreated while fighting with his disciples. He could not get rid of the pursuit of the evil beast. He was in danger, and the shadow of death shrouded the monk's heart.

Ling Feng flew to the sky above the arena. He waved his hands and flew dozens of fireballs, shining brightly and throwing down to the head of the evil beast.

The electric light flashed, and the fireball fell into the demonic monsters, "Clap and crack!" A shocking explosion spread, causing the corpses of the evil beast to fly away.

"Ah!" The evil thug shouted loudly, and the screams resounded through the clouds.

"Wow!" The howling of the fierce bird and the beast came out, deafening and shocking.

Previously, the Red Flower Society met the Shaolin faction in Fuyang, Anhui Province, and released a fierce bird and a powerful attack.

The Shaolin monk and the evil beast of the Red Flower Club have been unable to resist the enemy after countless bloody battles. They have been defeated and retreated one after another...

The red flower will be a demonic beast, clenched tightly, and took advantage of the victory to chase all the way. Shaolin monks were killed and injured a lot, more than 500 people, nearly half less than 300 monks.

The red flowers will drive away a group of monsters and drive away the Shaolin monks and run around. This group of thugs is in a crazy moment.

The sound of a threak in the air, and the lightning flashed, hitting the head of the evil beast.

The sudden thunder exploded, which made the thug Warcraft turn around and turn east and know the west.

Thundering in a dry day? This is a very unusual celestial image. By such a coincidence, the thunder exploded in the evil beasts.

The leader of the thug is Feng Motou, and his nickname is "Mad Devil Head". This man's head is as big as a fight, with an orangutan's face. He even worships and cultivates demons in the Qinling magic cave, and learns magic with extraordinary magic.

Feng Motou is an anti-Qing vanguard. He led the disciples to take the lead and charged all the way. He killed the Qing soldiers and abandoned their armor. The Shaolin monks were defeated and retreated. He was arrogant and seemed to be invincible and in the carnival of victory.

Feng Mo's head was also stunned by the landing thunder. I don't know what to do? He couldn't help staring.

But for a moment, Feng Motou was a demon after all. He had a magic surname. He calculated that there was a master to help the Shaolin monk and secretly attacked. Otherwise, why didn't the thunder in the dry sky attack the evil beast? Why didn't it fall on the monk's head, bombard the Buddha's head, blow up to the west, and enter the world of liss and become a fairy Buddha!

Feng Motou hurriedly contracted the team and put on a plum-shaped formation. The five petals were as sharp as blades, constantly rotating. The Warcraft formed petals on the periphery, and the demons were in the center of the stamens.

Feng Mo opened his eyes and sat cross-legged in the stamens. He held a plum blossom in his hand in case the enemy appeared and took a full blow.

Ling Feng carried Xuangong in the air and hit the evil beast. The shadowless body slowly fell in its original shape and fell in front of the master of wisdom.

The Shaolin monk retreated all the way and could not resist the fierce attack of the evil beast. Suddenly, he looked up and saw a man in the air, floating in front of him. This man was young and was in his youth. He was dressed differently. He was a person from another world. I don't know where he came from? How can it thunder and emit lightning on a dry day? It can be seen that he is extraordinary, and he is undoubtedly a top master!

The Shaolin monk stared at Ling Feng with curious eyes and greeted him together.

Ling Feng fell in front of the old monk in a golden sasht. In his conversation with Dormei, he learned the identity of the old monk, held his fists in his hands, and said with a series of salute: "Master, you are the abbot of Shaolin Temple!"

"It's the old man! Where did the benefactor come from? I haven't seen an appearance in the martial arts. I would like to ask Gao's name to help protect the enemy. Thank you here in advance.

"The younger generation, it's called Ling Feng! It's not from this generation. It comes from outside the time world, and it can't be explained for a while. Now, the demons of Warcraft are rampant and rampant in the world. We regard it as our responsibility to eliminate the demons of Warcraft and come to help each other through time.

"Oh! It is a messenger sent by God. So, the people in the world have been saved. Thank God for the virtue of living a good life. There are strong people who appear in the martial arts and try their best to save the rivers and lakes. It is the hope of the country and the people! Amitabha, God bless you." Master Zhixin put his hands together.

Feng Motou saw that the person from the air appeared in his original form. Sure enough, he guessed that it was just a person, and he could not escape the fate of being torn apart by Warcraft.

Ling Feng and Master Zhixin are noisy and cold.

Feng Motou led the evil beast, commanded the plum blossom formation, circled and rolled up quickly, and rushed forward quickly, only more than ten feet away from Ling Feng and Zhixin.

Feng Mo's head recited the magic secret in his mouth: "Mei Ma Mei shows the demon, a plum blossom blooms with blood, please come out of the demon wind to be fierce, kill the living object shadow dissipate, kill!"

"Kill!" In the second word, Feng Mo shouted out, and then there was a plum blossom in his hand, "Wow!" The disk rotated and shot out a red light, flying towards Ling Feng and Master Zhixin.

A plum blossom turns into a little tender red, buoyant, and the fragrance floats out.

Master Zhixin's face showed an ugly look on his face. He swept aside and avoided the fragrance of plum blossoms.

Ling Feng smelled the fragrance of plum blossoms and suddenly felt it. Suddenly, the figure disappeared into a plum blossom.

"You are lucky that the old monk can avoid the plum blossoms. The incense has been burned on the ancestral grave, and the young man is not so lucky! Being sucked into the stamens by the plum blossoms has become a wisp of ghosts. If the Shaolin monk has not surrendered yet, then take his life! Disciples, drive the fierce beast array, kill it!"

Ling Feng's body disappeared and turned into a wisp of ghost. It drilled into a plum blossom. There was a huge magic accumulated in the plum. He sent out Xuangong to compete with it. There was a strong electric current in his body and became a large magnetic field. When protecting the body, it stimulated the magnetic force, and shot a circle of electromagnetic waves to the outside, killing the invading enemy. When he needed it, It has a strong magnetic attraction.

The fragrance of this plum blossom is quite suitable for my appetite. The magic in the stamens is sucked into the bloodline little by little, and Cheng Xuangong belongs to himself. In a moment, the magic is mixed with Xuangong and circulates into the blood.

In a plum blossom, Ling Feng heard Feng Motou's order to hunt down the Shaolin monks.