Chapter 308
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The internal force of this Buddha's name is very powerful. It's common, but it's no less than the roar of Buddha's lion. All the people in the inn feel that their hearts are trembling. Even experts like King Jinlun are still looking at the door of the inn with alert.
Xuanming also stopped attacking and frowned. Although Li Mochou was able to get away, his pink face became whiter than before.
Soon a big monk in a yellow cassock came in clutching a Zen stick. This man will be middle-aged next year, but he has a beautiful face. His two phoenix eyes are not angry, and his bearing has made the people in the inn upset.
"I don't know what your advice is?" Although Lu Zhangke was a little worried about the monk, he consciously joined hands with his younger martial brother, and few of them could compete with each other in the world. In addition, he was interrupted by the other party, so his words were quite impolite.
There was a flash of anger in the big monk's eyes, but it soon disappeared. He said with a Buddha's name in his eyes: "it's not worthy of teaching. It's just the benefactor besieged by the two benefactors. I've been searching for this benefactor for many days. I hope you can make it convenient for me to accept this female devil."
"Elder martial brother, I've long heard that there are filth and filth in Chinese Buddhism. Now I see that it really deserves its reputation." Hebi Weng laughed and looked at the monk with a smile. "This master will not see this Taoist who is pretty and handsome, but also moved his heart. It's wonderful that a monk matches a Taoist, and a nun matches a Taoist. Ha ha ha... "
The deer staff guest also laughed with great cooperation. The big monk on the opposite side turned blue and said in a deep voice: "up! Where are these two people from? "
Xuanming's elder brother was not upset, but he said with a smile: "big monk, everything must be told first come, then come. We saw this beautiful Taoist first. Our brothers have a lot of them. It's not impossible to share with you later, but it's wrong for us to jump in the queue."
Li Mochou's face was full of evil. If an ordinary man dared to speak foul language to her, she would have let her live and die for a long time. But now, no matter the elder xuanming or the great monk, her martial arts are far superior to her, and she can only watch her change.
"Full of foul language, just as the so-called Buddha's anger should be roared by a lion, I can't help but feel angry in my heart..." the big monk raised his eyebrows and murmured to himself. All the people in the inn could only vaguely hear some fragments. Suddenly he raised his hand, and his sleeve shot a hot genuine Qi.
The two old men of xuanming learned martial arts from Yin to cold. They were extremely afraid of this extreme Yang Qi. They did not dare to take the move directly. They quickly dodged to both sides, leaving a circle of burnt black marks on the place where they stood.
"Wuxiangjiezhi?" When song Qingshu saw the big monk's hand, he said, "wuxiangjie" refers to Shaolin's unique skill. Apart from master xuanbei of Shaolin, only Tubo jiumozhi is proficient in the world today. Master xuanbei died in the hands of jiumozhi in Shenjie Temple of Dali. Who is the big monk?
"Wuxiangjiezhi!" The two old men of xuanming have been in the world for many years. Naturally, they know the unique skills of the Wulin very well. When they saw the great monk use his unique skills of Shaolin, they were shocked and respectful. They were not as bold as they were just now. "Who is the eminent monk of Shaolin Temple
The great monk snorted. The body method that the two old men of xuanming had just evaded was a top-notch master. Now they are respectful and respectful, but they are quite popular in their hearts: "poor monk, the name of the Dharma is Xuancheng."
"It turned out to be an eminent monk of the xuanzi generation!" Now the abbot of Shaolin Temple, xuanci, has the same rank as the abbot, so his martial arts must not be weak. The two elders of xuanming are more respectful.
"Xuancheng?" On the other hand, the king of the Golden Wheel on one side got up and asked, "master, are you the thirteen absolute monks who are known as the first people in Shaolin Temple's 200 years of martial arts?"
Reminded by the king of the golden wheel, the elder xuanming suddenly remembered a legend in the Wulin. The seventy-two unique skills of Shaolin Temple are broad and profound. It's good for ordinary people to master one in their life. People with outstanding talent can often practice several unique skills at the same time, and it's impossible to master seventy-two unique skills at the same time.
A few decades ago, Shaolin xuanzi came out in large numbers as a martial arts genius. He actually learned 13 unique skills. It can be said that there are no ancients before and no comers after. He is known as the first person in Shaolin Temple's martial arts in 200 years, and he is also known as the thirteen unique monks. It's just a rumor that he was possessed by the devil when practicing martial arts, and his martial arts had already been exhausted. Will he be the one in front of him?
The great monk looked at the king of the Golden Wheel Dharma, his eyes flashed a different color, and said, "I didn't expect that there were still people in the Wulin who remember poor monks. It's so good."
Seeing that he admitted, the people in the inn looked different, and the guards such as the eight heroes of Shenjian held their weapons one after another and were on guard. Xuanming two elders looked at each other, then saw each other's timidity. In recent years, the king of the Golden Wheel Dharma has realized that his martial arts are the best in the world, and he is eager to try. However, he is afraid that Xuancheng Shaolin Temple's first name in the past two hundred years is too big to act rashly.
"The first person in Shaolin Martial Arts in 200 years?" Song Qingshu sneered in his heart, "I don't believe he is more powerful than the floor sweeping monk." In the original work, the floor sweeping monk raises his hand to kill murongbo of Xiao Yuanshan, defeats jiumozhi and is able to deal with murongfu of Qiao Feng. It's really a bug in the bug. Naturally, song Qingshu doesn't believe that master Xuancheng is more powerful than the floor sweeping monk.
"Xuancheng bald donkey, you've chased me for thousands of miles all the way. Why on earth?" Different from the silence of the rest, Li Mochou said in a hateful voice.
"Siren, you're killing innocent people for the sake of harming the world. I'm just killing people. Originally, according to my poor monk's temperament, I intended to correct you on the spot. However, elder martial brother Abbot mercifully ordered me to arrest you and return to Shaolin Temple. For the rest of my life, I'll face the wall and think about it. Then I'll allow you to escape several times. But this time, I'll see where you go! " Master Xuancheng pestles the Zen staff heavily on the ground, and the floor nearby is broken inch by inch.
Xuancheng has been chasing and killing Li Mochou these days. However, due to xuanci's edict, he can't kill Li Mochou many times, so that Li Mochou takes the opportunity to escape with his excellent lightness skill. However, Xuancheng has a deep internal skill and can always hang her from afar. Although Li Mochou escaped temporarily, he couldn't get rid of him.
"There are many ungrateful and unlucky people in the world. I'll kill them if I want. Can you help me and me?" Li Mochou had no fear on his face, which made people admire him.
"Master Xuancheng, since you have old grudges, our brothers will not be involved. Please help yourself, master." Xuanming two old dry smile a few, quickly let out the road, back to the nearby teammates.
Xuancheng's eyes are fixed. The two old men are not good people. However, their body shape and breathing skills should not be weak hands. What's more, the tall and thin monk around them is unfathomable, and Xuancheng doesn't want to cut corners.
"Evil! You have killed dozens of people in Lu Zhanyuan's family. When you are wandering in the rivers and lakes, you are killing innocent people indiscriminately. Today, I will do justice for heaven! " Xuancheng looks at Li Mochou and scolds him angrily. He waves his Zen stick to hit Li Mochou.
Song Qingshu in the distance can feel the inborn vigorous Qi above the Zen staff. He is surprised: this great monk is known as the first person of Shaolin Temple's two hundred years of martial arts, but it's not all bragging. I'm afraid no one in the whole Shaolin Temple can exert the magic wand technique so powerful.
Xuancheng's attack was so powerful that Li Mochou didn't dare to take it hard. With a little point of his foot, he flashed to the side. The table and chair in the place where he was just now was soon smashed by the Zen staff.
Xuancheng has fought with Li Mochou many times. I had expected that she had this move. Her heavy Zen stick seems to be psychic. With the help of the anti earthquake force on the ground, she flicks it gently and goes after Li Mochou like a maggot of tarsal bone.
Li Mochou saw that there was no way to avoid it. He waved the dust around the Zen staff and turned over to fall several feet away. The flexible and slender waist makes all the men in the field drool.
"Tut Tut, if you can put your hands around this small waist cover, it will be very cool." Lu Zhangke licked his lips and felt that his body became hot. However, he only dared to think that if he angered the monk, it would be an unnecessary trouble.
Naturally, Li Mochou didn't know Lu Zhangke's dirty thoughts. He looked at his shaking right hand with a pretty white face. Although he escaped Xuancheng's attack with skillful force just now, Xuancheng was not ambiguous either. As soon as the Zen stick was shaken, an invisible vigorous air came, and the dust was shaken to pieces. Although Li Mochou let go early, the tiger's mouth was still numb, and I'm afraid he couldn't fight again in a short time.
Li Mochou, who dares to fight, takes advantage of the distance between him and Xuancheng, and without hesitation transports Tianjiao, the top lightness skill of the ancient tomb sect, to fly out of the window.
Xuancheng's martial arts are much better than Li Mochou's. He has always been deeply concerned about his opponent's escape from his own hands for several times. He has already figured out how to deal with it. Seeing that Li Mochou really flies away, he uses ten forces to throw the Zen staff.
With the bleak wind, the Zen stick comes first. If Li Mochou continues to flee, he may be hit by the Zen stick and die seriously.
Li Mochou also knows this, but she has been wandering in the world for many years, relying not only on her martial arts and poisonous needles, but also on her top fighting consciousness. She knows that as long as she hides, she will survive, but she will never be able to escape from Xuancheng. If she can only think about the past in the temple, it would be better to get rid of it.
After weighing the pros and cons, Li Mochou decided to fight to bear the attack of the Zen staff. He also wanted to take the opportunity to escape. He just hit the real Qi on his back, waiting for the coming thunder strike.
Lu Zhangke took a breath of cool air. With his eyesight, he could see that Li Mochou and Xuancheng had a huge difference in skill. Li Mochou had no reason to be lucky when he was hit by this blow. He could not help but feel sorry for such a beautiful Taoist nun, who died like this. Of course, it was too late for him to help each other.
Zhao Min's face was dignified and Huazheng couldn't bear it. They all watched the tragedy happen.
Whoosh!
When the staff was about to hit Li Mochou on the back, a chopstick came from nowhere. It collided with the staff and the chopsticks immediately smashed. However, affected by this, the staff also deviated from its aim and flew to the window.
When Li Mochou saw that his Zen stick, which should have been behind him, flew in front of him. He could not help losing his face. With a little bit of toe, he stopped his body. He turned over gracefully and fell to song Qingshu's table. He looked at each other with doubts. He saw a handsome man pouring and drinking. The chopsticks beside the bowl were just missing. He didn't know what was going on, "Thank you for your help," he said
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The internal force of this Buddha's name is very powerful. It's common, but it's no less than the roar of Buddha's lion. All the people in the inn feel that their hearts are trembling. Even experts like King Jinlun are still looking at the door of the inn with alert.
Xuanming also stopped attacking and frowned. Although Li Mochou was able to get away, his pink face became whiter than before.
Soon a big monk in a yellow cassock came in clutching a Zen stick. This man will be middle-aged next year, but he has a beautiful face. His two phoenix eyes are not angry, and his bearing has made the people in the inn upset.
"I don't know what your advice is?" Although Lu Zhangke was a little worried about the monk, he consciously joined hands with his younger martial brother, and few of them could compete with each other in the world. In addition, he was interrupted by the other party, so his words were quite impolite.
There was a flash of anger in the big monk's eyes, but it soon disappeared. He said with a Buddha's name in his eyes: "it's not worthy of teaching. It's just the benefactor besieged by the two benefactors. I've been searching for this benefactor for many days. I hope you can make it convenient for me to accept this female devil."
"Elder martial brother, I've long heard that there are filth and filth in Chinese Buddhism. Now I see that it really deserves its reputation." Hebi Weng laughed and looked at the monk with a smile. "This master will not see this Taoist who is pretty and handsome, but also moved his heart. It's wonderful that a monk matches a Taoist, and a nun matches a Taoist. Ha ha ha... "
The deer staff guest also laughed with great cooperation. The big monk on the opposite side turned blue and said in a deep voice: "up! Where are these two people from? "
Xuanming's elder brother was not upset, but he said with a smile: "big monk, everything must be told first come, then come. We saw this beautiful Taoist first. Our brothers have a lot of them. It's not impossible to share with you later, but it's wrong for us to jump in the queue."
Li Mochou's face was full of evil. If an ordinary man dared to speak foul language to her, she would have let her live and die for a long time. But now, no matter the elder xuanming or the great monk, her martial arts are far superior to her, and she can only watch her change.
"Full of foul language, just as the so-called Buddha's anger should be roared by a lion, I can't help but feel angry in my heart..." the big monk raised his eyebrows and murmured to himself. All the people in the inn could only vaguely hear some fragments. Suddenly he raised his hand, and his sleeve shot a hot genuine Qi.
The two old men of xuanming learned martial arts from Yin to cold. They were extremely afraid of this extreme Yang Qi. They did not dare to take the move directly. They quickly dodged to both sides, leaving a circle of burnt black marks on the place where they stood.
"Wuxiangjiezhi?" When song Qingshu saw the big monk's hand, he said, "wuxiangjie" refers to Shaolin's unique skill. Apart from master xuanbei of Shaolin, only Tubo jiumozhi is proficient in the world today. Master xuanbei died in the hands of jiumozhi in Shenjie Temple of Dali. Who is the big monk?
"Wuxiangjiezhi!" The two old men of xuanming have been in the world for many years. Naturally, they know the unique skills of the Wulin very well. When they saw the great monk use his unique skills of Shaolin, they were shocked and respectful. They were not as bold as they were just now. "Who is the eminent monk of Shaolin Temple
The great monk snorted. The body method that the two old men of xuanming had just evaded was a top-notch master. Now they are respectful and respectful, but they are quite popular in their hearts: "poor monk, the name of the Dharma is Xuancheng."
"It turned out to be an eminent monk of the xuanzi generation!" Now the abbot of Shaolin Temple, xuanci, has the same rank as the abbot, so his martial arts must not be weak. The two elders of xuanming are more respectful.
"Xuancheng?" On the other hand, the king of the Golden Wheel on one side got up and asked, "master, are you the thirteen absolute monks who are known as the first people in Shaolin Temple's 200 years of martial arts?"
Reminded by the king of the golden wheel, the elder xuanming suddenly remembered a legend in the Wulin. The seventy-two unique skills of Shaolin Temple are broad and profound. It's good for ordinary people to master one in their life. People with outstanding talent can often practice several unique skills at the same time, and it's impossible to master seventy-two unique skills at the same time.
A few decades ago, Shaolin xuanzi came out in large numbers as a martial arts genius. He actually learned 13 unique skills. It can be said that there are no ancients before and no comers after. He is known as the first person in Shaolin Temple's martial arts in 200 years, and he is also known as the thirteen unique monks. It's just a rumor that he was possessed by the devil when practicing martial arts, and his martial arts had already been exhausted. Will he be the one in front of him?
The great monk looked at the king of the Golden Wheel Dharma, his eyes flashed a different color, and said, "I didn't expect that there were still people in the Wulin who remember poor monks. It's so good."
Seeing that he admitted, the people in the inn looked different, and the guards such as the eight heroes of Shenjian held their weapons one after another and were on guard. Xuanming two elders looked at each other, then saw each other's timidity. In recent years, the king of the Golden Wheel Dharma has realized that his martial arts are the best in the world, and he is eager to try. However, he is afraid that Xuancheng Shaolin Temple's first name in the past two hundred years is too big to act rashly.
"The first person in Shaolin Martial Arts in 200 years?" Song Qingshu sneered in his heart, "I don't believe he is more powerful than the floor sweeping monk." In the original work, the floor sweeping monk raises his hand to kill murongbo of Xiao Yuanshan, defeats jiumozhi and is able to deal with murongfu of Qiao Feng. It's really a bug in the bug. Naturally, song Qingshu doesn't believe that master Xuancheng is more powerful than the floor sweeping monk.
"Xuancheng bald donkey, you've chased me for thousands of miles all the way. Why on earth?" Different from the silence of the rest, Li Mochou said in a hateful voice.
"Siren, you're killing innocent people for the sake of harming the world. I'm just killing people. Originally, according to my poor monk's temperament, I intended to correct you on the spot. However, elder martial brother Abbot mercifully ordered me to arrest you and return to Shaolin Temple. For the rest of my life, I'll face the wall and think about it. Then I'll allow you to escape several times. But this time, I'll see where you go! " Master Xuancheng pestles the Zen staff heavily on the ground, and the floor nearby is broken inch by inch.
Xuancheng has been chasing and killing Li Mochou these days. However, due to xuanci's edict, he can't kill Li Mochou many times, so that Li Mochou takes the opportunity to escape with his excellent lightness skill. However, Xuancheng has a deep internal skill and can always hang her from afar. Although Li Mochou escaped temporarily, he couldn't get rid of him.
"There are many ungrateful and unlucky people in the world. I'll kill them if I want. Can you help me and me?" Li Mochou had no fear on his face, which made people admire him.
"Master Xuancheng, since you have old grudges, our brothers will not be involved. Please help yourself, master." Xuanming two old dry smile a few, quickly let out the road, back to the nearby teammates.
Xuancheng's eyes are fixed. The two old men are not good people. However, their body shape and breathing skills should not be weak hands. What's more, the tall and thin monk around them is unfathomable, and Xuancheng doesn't want to cut corners.
"Evil! You have killed dozens of people in Lu Zhanyuan's family. When you are wandering in the rivers and lakes, you are killing innocent people indiscriminately. Today, I will do justice for heaven! " Xuancheng looks at Li Mochou and scolds him angrily. He waves his Zen stick to hit Li Mochou.
Song Qingshu in the distance can feel the inborn vigorous Qi above the Zen staff. He is surprised: this great monk is known as the first person of Shaolin Temple's two hundred years of martial arts, but it's not all bragging. I'm afraid no one in the whole Shaolin Temple can exert the magic wand technique so powerful.
Xuancheng's attack was so powerful that Li Mochou didn't dare to take it hard. With a little point of his foot, he flashed to the side. The table and chair in the place where he was just now was soon smashed by the Zen staff.
Xuancheng has fought with Li Mochou many times. I had expected that she had this move. Her heavy Zen stick seems to be psychic. With the help of the anti earthquake force on the ground, she flicks it gently and goes after Li Mochou like a maggot of tarsal bone.
Li Mochou saw that there was no way to avoid it. He waved the dust around the Zen staff and turned over to fall several feet away. The flexible and slender waist makes all the men in the field drool.
"Tut Tut, if you can put your hands around this small waist cover, it will be very cool." Lu Zhangke licked his lips and felt that his body became hot. However, he only dared to think that if he angered the monk, it would be an unnecessary trouble.
Naturally, Li Mochou didn't know Lu Zhangke's dirty thoughts. He looked at his shaking right hand with a pretty white face. Although he escaped Xuancheng's attack with skillful force just now, Xuancheng was not ambiguous either. As soon as the Zen stick was shaken, an invisible vigorous air came, and the dust was shaken to pieces. Although Li Mochou let go early, the tiger's mouth was still numb, and I'm afraid he couldn't fight again in a short time.
Li Mochou, who dares to fight, takes advantage of the distance between him and Xuancheng, and without hesitation transports Tianjiao, the top lightness skill of the ancient tomb sect, to fly out of the window.
Xuancheng's martial arts are much better than Li Mochou's. He has always been deeply concerned about his opponent's escape from his own hands for several times. He has already figured out how to deal with it. Seeing that Li Mochou really flies away, he uses ten forces to throw the Zen staff.
With the bleak wind, the Zen stick comes first. If Li Mochou continues to flee, he may be hit by the Zen stick and die seriously.
Li Mochou also knows this, but she has been wandering in the world for many years, relying not only on her martial arts and poisonous needles, but also on her top fighting consciousness. She knows that as long as she hides, she will survive, but she will never be able to escape from Xuancheng. If she can only think about the past in the temple, it would be better to get rid of it.
After weighing the pros and cons, Li Mochou decided to fight to bear the attack of the Zen staff. He also wanted to take the opportunity to escape. He just hit the real Qi on his back, waiting for the coming thunder strike.
Lu Zhangke took a breath of cool air. With his eyesight, he could see that Li Mochou and Xuancheng had a huge difference in skill. Li Mochou had no reason to be lucky when he was hit by this blow. He could not help but feel sorry for such a beautiful Taoist nun, who died like this. Of course, it was too late for him to help each other.
Zhao Min's face was dignified and Huazheng couldn't bear it. They all watched the tragedy happen.
Whoosh!
When the staff was about to hit Li Mochou on the back, a chopstick came from nowhere. It collided with the staff and the chopsticks immediately smashed. However, affected by this, the staff also deviated from its aim and flew to the window.
When Li Mochou saw that his Zen stick, which should have been behind him, flew in front of him. He could not help losing his face. With a little bit of toe, he stopped his body. He turned over gracefully and fell to song Qingshu's table. He looked at each other with doubts. He saw a handsome man pouring and drinking. The chopsticks beside the bowl were just missing. He didn't know what was going on, "Thank you for your help," he said
The internal force of this Buddha's name is very powerful. It's common, but it's no less than the roar of Buddha's lion. All the people in the inn feel that their hearts are trembling. Even experts like King Jinlun are still looking at the door of the inn with alert.Xuanming also stopped attacking and frowned. Although Li Mochou was able to get away, his pink face became whiter than before.Soon a big monk in a yellow cassock came in clutching a Zen stick. This man will be middle-aged next year, but he has a beautiful face. His two phoenix eyes are not angry, and his bearing has made the people in the inn upset."I don't know what your advice is?" Although Lu Zhangke was a little worried about the monk, he consciously joined hands with his younger martial brother, and few of them could compete with each other in the world. In addition, he was interrupted by the other party, so his words were quite impolite.There was a flash of anger in the big monk's eyes, but it soon disappeared. He said with a Buddha's name in his eyes: "it's not worthy of teaching. It's just the benefactor besieged by the two benefactors. I've been searching for this benefactor for many days. I hope you can make it convenient for me to accept this female devil.""Elder martial brother, I've long heard that there are filth and filth in Chinese Buddhism. Now I see that it really deserves its reputation." Hebi Weng laughed and looked at the monk with a smile. "This master will not see this Taoist who is pretty and handsome, but also moved his heart. It's wonderful that a monk matches a Taoist, and a nun matches a Taoist. Ha ha ha... "The deer staff guest also laughed with great cooperation. The big monk on the opposite side turned blue and said in a deep voice: "up! Where are these two people from? "Xuanming's elder brother was not upset, but he said with a smile: "big monk, everything must be told first come, then come. We saw this beautiful Taoist first. Our brothers have a lot of them. It's not impossible to share with you later, but it's wrong for us to jump in the queue."Li Mochou's face was full of evil. If an ordinary man dared to speak foul language to her, she would have let her live and die for a long time. But now, no matter the elder xuanming or the great monk, her martial arts are far superior to her, and she can only watch her change."Full of foul language, just as the so-called Buddha's anger should be roared by a lion, I can't help but feel angry in my heart..." the big monk raised his eyebrows and murmured to himself. All the people in the inn could only vaguely hear some fragments. Suddenly he raised his hand, and his sleeve shot a hot genuine Qi.The two old men of xuanming learned martial arts from Yin to cold. They were extremely afraid of this extreme Yang Qi. They did not dare to take the move directly. They quickly dodged to both sides, leaving a circle of burnt black marks on the place where they stood."Wuxiangjiezhi?" When song Qingshu saw the big monk's hand, he said, "wuxiangjie" refers to Shaolin's unique skill. Apart from master xuanbei of Shaolin, only Tubo jiumozhi is proficient in the world today. Master xuanbei died in the hands of jiumozhi in Shenjie Temple of Dali. Who is the big monk?"Wuxiangjiezhi!" The two old men of xuanming have been in the world for many years. Naturally, they know the unique skills of the Wulin very well. When they saw the great monk use his unique skills of Shaolin, they were shocked and respectful. They were not as bold as they were just now. "Who is the eminent monk of Shaolin TempleThe great monk snorted. The body method that the two old men of xuanming had just evaded was a top-notch master. Now they are respectful and respectful, but they are quite popular in their hearts: "poor monk, the name of the Dharma is Xuancheng.""It turned out to be an eminent monk of the xuanzi generation!" Now the abbot of Shaolin Temple, xuanci, has the same rank as the abbot, so his martial arts must not be weak. The two elders of xuanming are more respectful."Xuancheng?" On the other hand, the king of the Golden Wheel on one side got up and asked, "master, are you the thirteen absolute monks who are known as the first people in Shaolin Temple's 200 years of martial arts?"Reminded by the king of the golden wheel, the elder xuanming suddenly remembered a legend in the Wulin. The seventy-two unique skills of Shaolin Temple are broad and profound. It's good for ordinary people to master one in their life. People with outstanding talent can often practice several unique skills at the same time, and it's impossible to master seventy-two unique skills at the same time.A few decades ago, Shaolin xuanzi came out in large numbers as a martial arts genius. He actually learned 13 unique skills. It can be said that there are no ancients before and no comers after. He is known as the first person in Shaolin Temple's martial arts in 200 years, and he is also known as the thirteen unique monks. It's just a rumor that he was possessed by the devil when practicing martial arts, and his martial arts had already been exhausted. Will he be the one in front of him?The great monk looked at the king of the Golden Wheel Dharma, his eyes flashed a different color, and said, "I didn't expect that there were still people in the Wulin who remember poor monks. It's so good."Seeing that he admitted, the people in the inn looked different, and the guards such as the eight heroes of Shenjian held their weapons one after another and were on guard. Xuanming two elders looked at each other, then saw each other's timidity. In recent years, the king of the Golden Wheel Dharma has realized that his martial arts are the best in the world, and he is eager to try. However, he is afraid that Xuancheng Shaolin Temple's first name in the past two hundred years is too big to act rashly."The first person in Shaolin Martial Arts in 200 years?" Song Qingshu sneered in his heart, "I don't believe he is more powerful than the floor sweeping monk." In the original work, the floor sweeping monk raises his hand to kill murongbo of Xiao Yuanshan, defeats jiumozhi and is able to deal with murongfu of Qiao Feng. It's really a bug in the bug. Naturally, song Qingshu doesn't believe that master Xuancheng is more powerful than the floor sweeping monk."Xuancheng bald donkey, you've chased me for thousands of miles all the way. Why on earth?" Different from the silence of the rest, Li Mochou said in a hateful voice."Siren, you're killing innocent people for the sake of harming the world. I'm just killing people. Originally, according to my poor monk's temperament, I intended to correct you on the spot. However, elder martial brother Abbot mercifully ordered me to arrest you and return to Shaolin Temple. For the rest of my life, I'll face the wall and think about it. Then I'll allow you to escape several times. But this time, I'll see where you go! " Master Xuancheng pestles the Zen staff heavily on the ground, and the floor nearby is broken inch by inch.Xuancheng has been chasing and killing Li Mochou these days. However, due to xuanci's edict, he can't kill Li Mochou many times, so that Li Mochou takes the opportunity to escape with his excellent lightness skill. However, Xuancheng has a deep internal skill and can always hang her from afar. Although Li Mochou escaped temporarily, he couldn't get rid of him."There are many ungrateful and unlucky people in the world. I'll kill them if I want. Can you help me and me?" Li Mochou had no fear on his face, which made people admire him."Master Xuancheng, since you have old grudges, our brothers will not be involved. Please help yourself, master." Xuanming two old dry smile a few, quickly let out the road, back to the nearby teammates.Xuancheng's eyes are fixed. The two old men are not good people. However, their body shape and breathing skills should not be weak hands. What's more, the tall and thin monk around them is unfathomable, and Xuancheng doesn't want to cut corners."Evil! You have killed dozens of people in Lu Zhanyuan's family. When you are wandering in the rivers and lakes, you are killing innocent people indiscriminately. Today, I will do justice for heaven! " Xuancheng looks at Li Mochou and scolds him angrily. He waves his Zen stick to hit Li Mochou.Song Qingshu in the distance can feel the inborn vigorous Qi above the Zen staff. He is surprised: this great monk is known as the first person of Shaolin Temple's two hundred years of martial arts, but it's not all bragging. I'm afraid no one in the whole Shaolin Temple can exert the magic wand technique so powerful.Xuancheng's attack was so powerful that Li Mochou didn't dare to take it hard. With a little point of his foot, he flashed to the side. The table and chair in the place where he was just now was soon smashed by the Zen staff.Xuancheng has fought with Li Mochou many times. I had expected that she had this move. Her heavy Zen stick seems to be psychic. With the help of the anti earthquake force on the ground, she flicks it gently and goes after Li Mochou like a maggot of tarsal bone.Li Mochou saw that there was no way to avoid it. He waved the dust around the Zen staff and turned over to fall several feet away. The flexible and slender waist makes all the men in the field drool."Tut Tut, if you can put your hands around this small waist cover, it will be very cool." Lu Zhangke licked his lips and felt that his body became hot. However, he only dared to think that if he angered the monk, it would be an unnecessary trouble.Naturally, Li Mochou didn't know Lu Zhangke's dirty thoughts. He looked at his shaking right hand with a pretty white face. Although he escaped Xuancheng's attack with skillful force just now, Xuancheng was not ambiguous either. As soon as the Zen stick was shaken, an invisible vigorous air came, and the dust was shaken to pieces. Although Li Mochou let go early, the tiger's mouth was still numb, and I'm afraid he couldn't fight again in a short time.Li Mochou, who dares to fight, takes advantage of the distance between him and Xuancheng, and without hesitation transports Tianjiao, the top lightness skill of the ancient tomb sect, to fly out of the window.Xuancheng's martial arts are much better than Li Mochou's. He has always been deeply concerned about his opponent's escape from his own hands for several times. He has already figured out how to deal with it. Seeing that Li Mochou really flies away, he uses ten forces to throw the Zen staff.With the bleak wind, the Zen stick comes first. If Li Mochou continues to flee, he may be hit by the Zen stick and die seriously.Li Mochou also knows this, but she has been wandering in the world for many years, relying not only on her martial arts and poisonous needles, but also on her top fighting consciousness. She knows that as long as she hides, she will survive, but she will never be able to escape from Xuancheng. If she can only think about the past in the temple, it would be better to get rid of it.After weighing the pros and cons, Li Mochou decided to fight to bear the attack of the Zen staff. He also wanted to take the opportunity to escape. He just hit the real Qi on his back, waiting for the coming thunder strike.Lu Zhangke took a breath of cool air. With his eyesight, he could see that Li Mochou and Xuancheng had a huge difference in skill. Li Mochou had no reason to be lucky when he was hit by this blow. He could not help but feel sorry for such a beautiful Taoist nun, who died like this. Of course, it was too late for him to help each other.Zhao Min's face was dignified and Huazheng couldn't bear it. They all watched the tragedy happen.Whoosh!When the staff was about to hit Li Mochou on the back, a chopstick came from nowhere. It collided with the staff and the chopsticks immediately smashed. However, affected by this, the staff also deviated from its aim and flew to the window.When Li Mochou saw that his Zen stick, which should have been behind him, flew in front of him. He could not help losing his face. With a little bit of toe, he stopped his body. He turned over gracefully and fell to song Qingshu's table. He looked at each other with doubts. He saw a handsome man pouring and drinking. The chopsticks beside the bowl were just missing. He didn't know what was going on, "Thank you for your help," he said
