City’s Peerless Immortal Doctor

"Haha, are you serious?"

There was a sneer at the corner of Guishou's mouth, and he said in a cold voice, "Compared with Yanyulou and Qingchengguan, I think it is already very polite!"

The slaughter of Yanyulou and Qingcheng Guanxuan-level masters has spread throughout the ancient martial arts world in the past few days. As the Shaolin of Taishan Beidou in the ancient martial arts world, the news was naturally received early.

On the surface, Shaolin seems to be as calm as usual, but in fact, all the disciples of the temple, especially the monks, have received the order from the abbot, and they are ready to respond to possible emergencies at any time.

Just now Shaolin Abbot Jueren received a report from the Zhike monk at the foot of the mountain, saying that a disciple from Wanyao Valley had come to settle grievances. He guessed that the other party was the one who killed the Yanyulou and Qingcheng Guanxuan level masters, so he sent Zhiketang elder Jueming down the mountain. Look at the situation.

After Jueming descended from the mountain, he saw that Fang Bai and Guishou were an elementary-level martial artist and the other was an intermediate-level martial artist. They felt a little contemptuous, thinking that the abbot had asked to apologize and handed over the copy. Heaven-ranking exercises, there are really some big fuss.

Jue Ming was a bit dissatisfied at first, and his hand tone was not good and aggressive. When he mentioned the Yanyulou and Qingcheng View, he was obviously threatening Shaolin. He could not help but stare sharply in his eyes, and his breath rose.

"Why, does the donor want to repeat what he did in Yanyulou and Qingchengguan, and kill my Shaolin Xuan-level master?"

Jue Ming stared at the ghost hand and said sharply.

The four middle-aged monks behind him also clenched their fists and breathed.

For a moment, Xiao Xiaoying's living room was full of auras, with swords drawn, and a great conflict was on the verge of breaking out.

"I have no intention of killing people, but if Shaolin doesn't give an explanation for the killing of my Ten Thousand Medicine Valley today, it would be hard to say!"

Facing the coercive force of Jue Ming and the four monks behind him, the ghost hand was straight, his chest tall, and fearless.

Jue Ming said: "I have already apologized to you on behalf of Shaolin, and the transcribed Heavenly Rank exercises have been returned to you. What else do you want to say?"

Guishou said: "First, let the old monk Juoren come out in person to apologize to me; second, abolish the cultivation of the monk involved."

"Donor, you are too much!"

Jue Ming sneered, "I forgive me Shaolin can't agree to your two conditions!"

From Jue Ming's point of view, the senior abbot has a distinguished status and holds a pivotal position in today's ancient martial arts world. How can he surrender his status for a little thing and come out to apologize to the two junior characters?

The elder of Zhiketang himself showed up in person, and he has given enough face to these two young people!

If the two young people still don't know what is good or bad and continue to make trouble unreasonably, Jue Ming is ready to directly suppress them and drive them down the mountain.

Although there was an elementary-level martial artist among the two opponents, plus the four monks with profound strength behind him, it should be more than enough to drive them away.

"No? Then I will go up the mountain to find the old monk Juoren, and talk to him in person!"

Guishou said coldly.

"The mud bodhisattva also has three points of anger. Although the little monk is a monk, but if the donor keeps pressing on every step, then stop blame the little monk for waiting!"

Jue Ming heard the ghost call the abbot brother an "old monk" without any respect, and said with anger rising in his heart.

Guishou said loudly: "I thought Shaolin was a pure land, but it turned out to be a rather unreasonable place! What a real experience! If the old monk Jueren continues to be a tortoise with his head and refuses to come forward, then I will rush to the mountain! "

Speaking of striding forward, one must pass through the five monks waiting for Jue Ming.

"Boy is rude!"

Jueming heard Guishou's vulgar words, and wanted to forcefully break through the mountain gate. He couldn't help being furious. He spread the five fingers of his right hand and grabbed Guishou's left shoulder.

His five fingers are like a hook, his fingers whistling and generating wind, and his true essence violently fluctuates, using the famous Shaolin dragon claw hand.

Shaolin Dragon Claw Hand is an extremely powerful grasping technique. Once caught by the five fingers, half of the body is immediately numb and loses the ability to resist.

Although the ghost hand is invincible at the same level, he dared not be careless when facing a powerful person like Jue Ming. When he saw him grabbing with five fingers, he snorted, and the true essence poured his right hand, and swung his fist to welcome the five fingers he grabbed. Up.

Jueming sensed the strong momentum that suddenly burst out of Guishou, and only then knew that his combat power was not much weaker than his own. He was surprised and surprised, his face changed slightly, and he immediately changed from grasping to punches, and the same punches.

Bang--

Two fists filled with true essence collided in the air, making a muffled thunderous sound, and the true essence exploded from the fist tip into a strong shock wave, which violently spread to the surroundings.

Among the few people who watched the battle, Fang Bai stood there, motionless, and even the clothes on his body didn't lift a bit. It seemed that the devastating Zhenyuan shock wave had no effect on him.

However, the four Profound Level Consummation monks who followed Jue Ming down the mountain could not withstand the power of the true essence shock wave, and flew back one after another, standing two or three feet away from the Yingke Pavilion.

Even the Yingke Pavilion was shaking and trembling under the influence of this shock wave. If the two continue to fight in the pavilion, it may not take a few more times that the pavilion will collapse.

"This old monk is so strong!"

The ghost hand and Jueming's fist met, only to feel a heavy mountain of true essence rushing, and the blood in his chest was trembling, and he took two steps back before removing the strength and barely standing on his body.

"This kid has a weird cultivation technique!"

Mingjue was even more shocked than Guishou. He felt that Guishou’s true essence contained a strong offensive aura and invincible will. If his cultivation was raised to a small level, he might not be able to. Take it.

It's incredible that a mysterious intermediate martial artist can compete with his own majestic beginner martial artist!

"You also take a palm!"

Jueming didn't take advantage of a punch. He felt that his face was dull, and his eagerness to win was aroused. With a roar, he turned his fist into a palm and patted Guishou's chest.

His expression is ferocious and exaggerated, like a King Kong glaring, mighty and terrifying, in his palm, he seems to carry the boundless Buddha power that can suppress all demons.

This unrivaled hand is Shaolin's unique skill and powerful vajra hand. It is said that Shaolin Bodhidharma's master evolved from the "Diamond Kong". When he reaches a high level, he can drop ten times with one force and break 10,000 in one palm. law.

Jue Ming was eager to save face, so he did his best to defeat the ghost hand in one fell swoop.

"Fight!"

Although Guishou's combat power is invincible at the same level, it is still somewhat difficult to fight against the upper-level warriors.

As soon as Jueming's strong vajra hand came out, Guishou knew that it might be difficult for him to take it, but he refused to succumb to it, so he glared and prepared to stimulate his potential and compete with Jueming.

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