The smile on Jiumozhi's face became more and more proud, and he thought to himself: "This monk from Shaolin Temple really has a false name and only guards the treasure mountain in vain."
Jiumozhi glanced at the monk of the Xuan generation and said with a smile: "I wonder if there is any other senior monk who would be willing to come and discuss with the junior monk?"
As soon as he finished speaking, there was an angry voice: "Since King Ming is so aggressive, I'm here to ask for advice!"
Jiumozhi looked up and saw that it was Shaolin's Xuannan.
He had heard about this old monk, and he was quite famous in the world, so he could use this old monk to help him become famous.
Jiumozhi bowed his right hand forward and said, "Master, please come."
Xuannan hummed, jumped in front of Jiumozhi, and struck Jiumozhi directly in front of his face with his Nirvana Claw. The wind from the claws was so sharp that everyone couldn't help but cheer.
Jiumozhi still smiled faintly and fought back with the same moves.
There was a "bang" and the two claws intersected. Xuannan felt a huge force coming down his arm and secretly said: "What a profound skill!"
The two of them were in a stalemate for a moment, and only heard "Kacha Kacha". The stone slabs under Jiumozhi and Xuannan's feet shattered piece by piece as if someone had hit them with a giant hammer.
"Master Xuannan has great skills!"
Jiumozhi jumped up, his body rising from the ground, and in the blink of an eye, he kicked out six legs, and his legs were connected like a shadow.
"These are shadowy legs!"
A group of people were dazzled by the sight, and the shadows of legs were all over the sky, making it difficult to tell whether Jiumozhi had a left leg or a right leg.
I saw Jiumozhi standing in mid-air, looking relaxed and free, with a smile on his face, not afraid of letting out his true energy.
When fighting against a master, he was extremely careful in every move. Xuannan was horrified and took a quick breath, but he did not dare to respond to Jiumozhi's words. He danced with both palms and struck out eighteen palms in a row.
However, every time Xuan Nan struck out a palm, he felt pain in his arms, and his body retreated one after another. By the time the eighteen palm strikes were completed, Xuan Nan had been kicked back more than a foot by Jiumozhi.
"Master Xuannan deserves to be the leader of the Bodhidharma Hall. Let's try this little monk's trick again." Before Xuannan could take a breath, Jiumozhi pressed his hands again, and the sounds of "chichi" continued one after another, like a dense rain. A masterpiece.
"Toraye finger!"
"Great wisdom has no definite direction!"
"No phase tribulation finger!"
"Maha Finger!"
Everyone was amazed and admired Jiumozhi's kung fu, and they were even more fascinated by the seventy-two unique skills of Shaolin.
Even the Shaolin monks had looks of horror on their faces. In the blink of an eye, Jiumozhi used six or seven fingering techniques. Judging from their power, each one seemed to have been immersed in it for decades.
If they hadn't seen it with their own eyes, how could they believe that there was really someone in this world who could practice the seventy-two unique skills to this extent!
Everyone was not allowed to marvel for long before they saw Jiumozhi pointing at XuanNan's shoulder, and blood suddenly spurted out from XuanNan's shoulder.
Xuannan swayed and almost fell to the ground. He only heard him sigh: "The national master's kung fu is beyond my reach. I admire you, I admire you!"
After saying this, XuanNan felt extremely depressed, and his whole body was weakened by three points.
For a moment, the hall was silent, and everyone was impressed by Jiumozhi's kung fu.
Jiumozhi took two steps back, clasped his hands and said, "Master Xuannan has accepted. I wonder if there is any other master who wants to learn the young monk's skills!"
The monks of the Xuan generation felt bitter in their hearts: "Could it be that today we can only watch Jiumozhi show off his power?"
Xuannan is the leader of Bodhidharma Academy. He is a master of Xuan Kung and has few opponents in the martial arts world.
The monks couldn't help but said: "Now that even Senior Brother Xuannan has been defeated, is it possible that Senior Brother Xuanci needs to take action? Shaolin has been famous all over the world for hundreds of years and is the leader in martial arts. Could it be that today we want to lose face?"
Siluke
Their martial arts are not as good as Xuannan, even if they take action, it will only increase Jiumozhi's arrogance. Thinking of this, many monks look miserable.
Seeing the hesitation of the monks, Jiumozhi was in high spirits and smiling constantly, as if he had already seen the scene of him defeating Shaolin and becoming famous all over the world.
Xuanci took a long breath and was about to speak when he heard a commotion outside the hall:
"What a fucking bullshit martial arts conference. How dare our young master call it a martial arts conference even if he doesn't come!"
The originally crowded crowd was squeezed out of a way in an instant. Everyone heard the news and went out. They saw a man in black with a scar walking in front, with his head held high. Behind him were men all dressed in black, all with swords on their waists and high spirits.
Jiumozhi glanced back, his heart skipped a beat, he stumbled and almost fell down.
"He... why is he here! Doesn't this mean that the boy named Jing is also here?"
Others don't know Boss Wu, but Jiumozhi has seen him before at Leigu Mountain, how could he not recognize him now?
Seeing how pitiful the god is, the pain in Jiumozhi's heart at this moment is three times worse than eating Huang Lian!
Could it be that that kid is his nemesis?
Otherwise, why would he always appear when King Minglun shows his boundless Dharma?
"What the hell are you looking at? Don't you agree with what I said? You dare to stare at me even though you are a loser. Go home and train with your wife for decades!" Boss Wu reached out with one hand and caught the glare. The person turned around and threw it out.
This grappling technique was extremely skillful. Many people present did not even see how Boss Wu made the move, and then they heard cries of pain in their ears. The few people who were planning to teach Boss Wu a lesson suddenly gave up their thoughts. .
"Get the fuck out of here!"
Seeing that the man in front of him was unwilling to give way, Mr. Wu immediately kicked him. With a scream, the man was kicked back three steps and fell to the ground.
Mr. Wu scolded: "You don't even take a pee to look at yourself. What a bullshit hero. With your skills as a three-legged cat, you still dare to stand here and block our son's way? What a shameless thing!"
This group of men in black came menacingly, especially Wu Laoda, whose skills were even more extraordinary. Anyone who fought with him suffered a lot of hidden losses, which made many people dare not speak out in anger, and hurriedly gave way. come out.
Several people who had been to Leigu Mountain recognized Mr. Wu and immediately shouted: "This is a member of the Xiaoyao Sect!"
"Xiaoyao Sect, is that the leader who killed the old monster Xingxiu?"
"I heard that Divine Doctor Xue is also from the Xiaoyao sect!"
Xuanci frowned deeply. He seemed to have heard of this Xiaoyao sect somewhere, but he couldn't remember it for a moment.
"Brother Abbot, do you know this Xiaoyao Sect?"
"Brother, I don't know. I just don't know whether it is a blessing or a curse for the Xiaoyao Sect to come here today!"
After a while, several more daughters' voices were heard in the distance. Everyone looked from a distance and saw a man and a woman walking in front, both wearing white shirts. People couldn't help but think to themselves: "What a pair of beauties." ."
Next to the two of them were four identical girls, and at the very back was a woman in red who was following suit every step of the way.
"Then...that woman in red is Ye Erniang of the Four Evil Men!"
"What? Ye Erniang? Isn't she already dead? This... is really Ye Erniang!"
When a group of people got closer, those with sharp eyes saw that the woman in red was Ye Erniang, one of the four evil villains.
Jingzhou secretly used the sound transmission technique and said: "Ye Erniang, your son is in this temple. His name is Xu Zhu. You can go and find him at the back. Remember, from now on you will remain anonymous and do more good deeds!"
He had said before that he would help Ye Erniang find her son, and now it was time for them to meet their mother and son. If you want to calculate it carefully, Ye Erniang can be regarded as a miserable person. She is just a pawn of Murong Bo.
Ye Erniang knelt on the ground with a bang, kowtowed several times, and said with tears streaming down her face: "Thank you, Master! Thank you, Master. You are so kind and virtuous. Ye Erniang will repay you in the next life as a cow or a horse!"
Jingzhou smiled and said: "Go ahead, don't delay any longer, I'm afraid there will be trouble."
