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Wu Yuxue's carelessness was caught by Monk Wen Chang. However, Wu Yuxue was from the 'Swallow School' after all. Although she was tied up by her opponent, she showed no signs of failure. Her body slipped and fell to the ground but did not fall.

Monk Wen Chang shouted, "Pour!" With a single hand, he channeled his force and quickly swept the silk outwards. The force of this area was extremely strong. But unexpectedly, Wu Yuxue was standing straight and did not waver in the slightest.

For the second time, the monk decided to use the power of the left bronze hammer to move Wu Yuxue, who was a young man. One had to know that the strength of this place was at least a thousand pounds! Even if it was just a stone tablet, it was enough to topple him.

However, Wu Yuxue did not fall, but stood firmly on the spot. The monk's strength of one thousand Jin was like an ant trying to shake a tree. It was obvious that he had wasted all his effort.

Wu Yuxue and Monk Wen Chang were facing each other from a distance. Like clay sculptures, the thread connecting the two of them was as taut as a steel wire.

Monk Wen Chang exerted all the strength in his body, and with one hand wrapped around his neck, he focused all of his strength on the silk fiber again and again. In an instant, his face was as red as a red paper, and the veins on his forehead were popping out, causing him to sweat profusely.

The two of them began to fight.

Wu Yuxue was clearly annoyed by Monk Wen Chang.

"Monk Wen Chang, don't even think of taking me down. I'll let you experience it for yourself!" While he was speaking, he raised a force from his dantian and concentrated it on his hands. Then he started to fall towards that straight line of silk that was like a steel rope.

At this moment, the face of Monk Wen Chang had already turned the color of pig liver. Seeing this scene, her eyes widened in fright. She could not believe that the fingers of her two hands could cut off this inexhaustible thread.

But that's exactly what happened.

When Wu Yuxue's finger landed, there was a light sound of "Peng". This piece of silk that was twice as thick as a thumb was actually cut in half from the middle.

Due to the excessive force, Buddhist Monk Wen Chang's body suddenly fell backwards. With a flip of his body, he was sent flying several zhang away.

Monk Wen Chang stood up and panted. "Ah ?" Mi... Tuo ? "Buddha ?" His face was red at first, but now it looked too pale.

Monk Wen Chang clasped his hands together and looked at Wu Yuxue in fear. He said, "Young Benefactor, you are so handsome... "This old monk is ashamed of his inferiority and is filled with admiration ?"

Wu Yuxue had already taken off the rope on her body. She smiled and said, "In that case, can I leave now?"

Monk Wen Chang sighed and said, "This old monk has no power to stop you, so it's up to you ?" A... Mi... Tuo ? "Buddha ?"

Wu Yuxue sneered and said, "Then please tell old sir that I'm leaving." As soon as he said that, Liao Ke felt something strange behind him.

Wu Yuxue pressed her body forward like a strange python. She turned her body with a blabber, and a red maple leaf flew straight to her head. The falling speed of these red leaves could be said to be extremely ingenious.

Wu Yu Xue realized that the small red leaf was falling down vertically towards her top door. It was so powerful that it was out of the ordinary.

Wu Yuxue was alarmed. It would be inappropriate to use a normal method or a secret weapon method to deal with the current situation. In this situation, although the hidden weapon that the other party had used was just a small piece of red leaf, once it was infused with outstanding inner strength, the power contained in it would not be comparable to Jin Tie's. Especially when he thought about the right angle when he was falling, it was very rare for Wu Lin, and it was the only hidden weapon Wu Yanxue had ever seen in her life.

With a "chi" sound, a powerful force fell straight onto Wu Yuxue's chest through the tips of these red leaves.

The situation was extremely dangerous, and it was very hard for the people outside to imagine it. However, only the people outside knew that Wu Yuxue could not dodge anymore. However, his counterattack could be used to pick up stars and take the moon, and with just a simple move, he had caught the object in his palm. She didn't even touch Wu Yuxue's hair.

Wu Yuxue had originally thought that the red leaf had the power to pierce through rocks. It was only when the leaf was attached to Wu Yuxue's palm did she realize that there was no force behind the red leaf.

He knew that aside from his father, this was the first time he had met someone who had this sort of method in the martial arts world. Of course, he also immediately found out who the person who released the concealed weapon was ? Other than Old Monk Fu, no one else seemed to have such skills.

At this time, a soft sigh came from the bamboo forest. A person whispered, "It's still this one!"

When Wu Yu Xue heard this, she knew that her guess was right. The one who had used the concealed weapon was Monk Chu Yun. However, before he could say anything, he heard a loud noise from the bamboo forest. Along with the shaking of the bamboo forest, thousands of leaves swarmed towards Wu Yuxue like locusts or thousands of arrows.

There was a so-called "Sky Flower Rain" fighting style in the Hidden Weapon Technique. Looking at the bamboo leaves in front of him, it was much better than the "Sky Flower Rain" fighting style.

Hundreds of thousands of bamboo leaves surged over like a blue sea, each of them filled with energy. Just hearing the sound of this energy was enough to make one's soul tremble.

Wu Yuxue was suddenly startled and realized that she was powerless against both offense and defense. It was obvious that the old monk was about to reveal his true intention.

Although Wu Yuxue was unwilling to reveal her Yan Clan's secret technique, she had no choice but to use it. Although she did not practice this skill to the maximum, she could still use it.

In the cemetery, Wu Yuxue took a deep breath. As she waved her right hand, a robe fluttered out. It sounded like a tired vase in the air, but it was immediately retracted.

Along with Wu Yuxue's trembling long robe, a large gust of wind blew out like raging waves. As the wind blew past, his clothes came out, and four different changes occurred. They looked exactly the same, as if this sudden attack was the gesture of the ancestors.

The wind blew past them, making them look like devils.

The monk that was shipping had already arrived in front of his eyes.

The old monk's thin face was filled with boundless joy, but it also seemed to have a sense of desolation.

"Amitabha ?" The old monk's eyesight had finally stopped growing old. The Yan Clan would eventually have a future ? I don't have the ability to stop you anymore... But I'll let you go! "

It was unknown if it was due to excessive joy or the feeling he felt, but as the old monk stopped speaking, a string of tears flowed out of his eyes, drop by drop, onto the ground.

The anger that Wu Yuxue had just been provoked could not flare up again when she saw the situation in front of her. It was very obvious that the old monk was testing his skills. It was obvious that the old monk had given up on trying to stop Wu Yuxue.

At this moment, Wu Yuxue's heart was truly conflicted.

After a moment of intense battle of emotions, Wu Yuxue finally wrapped her fist in her palm towards the old monk that deeply loved her, and without a word, she turned around and walked away by herself.

On the peak of the mountain, what had originally been a fog had already been gathered and dusk had already begun to fall.

The speed of Wu Yuxue's departure was extremely fast. Soon, she had already disappeared into the twilight.

The two old monks looked at each other, as if at a loss.

"Amitabha ?" After a long time, Monk Wen Chang then chanted a Buddhist prayer. He turned around and murmured to the monk: "So, young benefactor, so you are from the Yan Clan. No wonder you have this kind of skill ?"

The monk nodded his head and sighed. "He is indeed astonishingly skilled, but he may not be able to escape the calamity that is in front of him ?" With that, the old monk sighed.

"This ?" Monk Wen Chang was stunned.

"This old monk is already powerless ?" The monk muttered, "Buddha is merciful, please bless the Yan Clan's sole root!"

August 15 of that year.

In the early hours of the middle of autumn, northwest of Fengyang City, in the outskirts of the Changhuai Guards, at the old Ji Clan Ancestral Hall.

Tianyi was only slightly excited, but the old workshop of the Ji Clan was already open for business.

In the morning market, there were sesame seed cakes, fried fruit, red rice dumplings, red rice porridge, glutinous rice cake, oil cake, bean curd, soybean milk ? Wait a minute.

"Ji Clan Old Workshop", as the name implied, was of course an old name. There must be a regular customer. It was all because of these old customers that the Ji Clan was able to prosper and gain fame.

The mountains were not high, but the spirits of immortals were there. The waters were not deep, and as long as there was a dragon, their names would be given. Even though the storefront of the old shop of the Ji Clan was not big, but if one were to say that it was a business for the morning market, then his family would be the most prosperous in the entire Changhuai City. Even in the entire Fengyang Manor, not many would be able to surpass him.

All the customers who had eaten here knew that even though it was just a few snacks, the taste of the "Ji Clan's old house" was different from the rest. No wonder there were people who came all the way from the Fengyang Manor, all for the sake of eating.

His thoughts were not right. The place was extremely dry, and the Changhuai Guards were the blessing of the heavens. It was actually the same as facing Huai Pass, and they could still barely maintain it ? Since the Ji Clan had four old men and two were already dead, the remaining two were out of water. For the sake of their old name, they had no choice but to endure.

As soon as the waiter removed the door plate, a long line of people lined up outside.

They're all old neighbors. Ladies, old wives, and wives pulling little grandson along ? Oil stripes and fried dough sticks, soy milk and sesame seed cakes. The Ji Clan's ancestors and grandchildren had all been sent out, but they were still busy as they spun around.