Games come to all worlds

Jiumozhi actually had a good relationship with Murong Bo. Although they were connected through interests, he did admire Murong Bo.

For the great cause of restoring the country, he hides in the martial arts world and stirs up the world. A simple piece of false news can make the entire martial arts world turbulent.

Looking at Murong Fu again, Jiumozhi really looked down upon him, because compared to everything his father had done, Murong Fu really accomplished nothing.

I finally made money and wanted to restore my country, but in the end I was defrauded. It was really stupid.

"Hmph!" Murong Fu looked a little ugly. No one dared to challenge Xiao Feng just now, but now someone dares to challenge him. Doesn't this mean that he is not as good as Xiao Feng?

I secretly glanced at Li En above my head and found that he didn't show any strange expression, and I felt a little more relaxed.

"Then come on!"

The two quickly exchanged blows, but Jiumozhi's martial arts shocked the Shaolin Temple.

"Why do you use the Wuxiang Jie Finger!"

"Haha!" Jiumozhi laughed twice and said arrogantly: "I know a lot of things!"

After saying that, he used the Nianhua Finger and the Duoluoye Finger one after another, and finally even hit a Prajna Palm, so that the eyes of the group of eminent monks never closed.

Compared with the Prajna Palm of the Holy Mountain, the Prajna Palm activated by Jiumozhi using the Small Phaseless Skill was obviously much stronger, and Murong Fu was clearly in defeat.

"Miss!" Bao BuTong said anxiously: "Aren't you familiar with hundreds of martial arts? Please give me some advice, sir!"

"No, they are too fast, I...I can't make it in time!"

Wang Yuyan was a little anxious. Although she saw Jiumozhi's martial arts and knew a little bit about it, she couldn't match the speed of Jiumozhi's changing moves.

If he spoke rashly, it would disrupt Murong Fu's rhythm.

The current strongest king of Tianlongbabu is undoubtedly the sweeping monk, and the king of strong mouth is undoubtedly Wang Yuyan.

When Wu Yazi was in his prime, he collected the treasures of martial arts from various sects and placed them in the blessed land of Langhuan.

Later, for some reasons, Wang Yuyan's mother moved them all to Mantuo Villa, and it became a book that she studied day and night.

There was also the Huishui Pavilion of Murong's family in Gusu. The martial arts in it made even Jiumozhi very envious, but Wang Yuyan could watch it at will.

This is why she even has a way to crack Xiao Feng's seventy-two unique skills, Capturing the Dragon.

If it weren't for Xiao Feng's excellent martial arts skills and his fast speed, he would have been almost defeated by Bao BuTong under the command of Wang Yuyan.

Tianlong's first assistant, there is no one else but her.

Seeing Murong Fu retreating on the stage, Wang Yuyan was also very anxious.

"Cousin, watch your right shoulder!"

She finally caught the opportunity to speak. After hearing this, Murong Fu immediately turned to the left. Sure enough, the next second, the force of his fingers hit his right shoulder.

"Next is the left arm! Then use the swimming dragon to draw the wind away!"

She seemed not to be instructing Murong Fu, but to control Jiumozhi, hitting him wherever she was told, almost simultaneously.

Jiumozhi turned to look at her, the surprise in his eyes was no less than that of the others.

When did this strange woman appear in the world? She could even understand his fingertips for changing moves. She was really amazing.

However, that's all.

Using Shaolin Kung Fu, Jiumozhi is just having a little fight and showing off. His strongest martial art is the flaming knife!

If the Six Meridians Divine Sword is a modern Gatling, the Flame Knife is like a small steel cannon, and its power is also amazing.

One move is called Sword Technique, but it is activated by the force of the fingers. Another move is called Sword Technique, but it is pushed out by the force of the palm. They are both unique skills in the world.

Jiumozhi's palms were ignited with red flames. If you look carefully, you can find that there is an extra piece of Tibetan incense in the palm of his left hand, which can be used to enhance the power of the flame knife.

The Tibetan incense was lit, and bursts of green smoke came out, curling up, and finally the fire knife flew out towards Murong Fu so fast that he had no time to dodge.

He forcibly used the Dou Zhuan Xing Shift to move out and removed most of his palm power, but he was still knocked away and his clothes were scorched black by the flames.

After releasing his palm power, Xiao Feng blocked it without any damage, which made Jiumozhi also look at him sideways.

"Master!"

Murong Fu fell off the stage and was supported by retainers. He was not seriously injured, but his clothes were ruined and his face was blackened. It was really embarrassing.

People in the audience also understand that there is such a big gap between Murong Fu and Xiao Feng in terms of feelings?

But Murong Fu had no time to pay attention to the eyes of others. He immediately looked up to the sky and found that Li En was not looking at him at all. He was so angry that a wisp of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth. He stared at Jiumozhi intently, planning to go on stage again.

"Cousin!" Wang Yuyan grabbed him and said, "Don't worry, let's recover first. We can still wait for the next spot, but don't let the small lose the big!"

Feng Bao evil on the side quickly took off his clothes and said, "Yes, sir, you put on my clothes first."

"snort!"

Murong Fu didn't say anything, he just tore off his burnt coat and put on Feng Boxie's clothes.

Jiumozhi on the stage didn't care so much. He just turned his head and looked at the young monk next to him, asked him to light incense, then clasped his hands together and regained his strength a little.

Jiumozhi's martial arts are indeed powerful. The power of this flaming knife was displayed, and for a while no one dared to go on stage to fight.

Others dare not go there, but Shaolin Temple must go there.

This is not that outsiders have mastered Shaolin's stunts, but that foreigners have mastered Shaolin's stunts. If we don't find out who leaked it, the reputation of Shaolin Temple will be lost.

Xuanci walked out resolutely and asked with a very serious expression: "Where did you learn the Shaolin stunts!"

"Haha, I'll tell you if I win!"

The two sides immediately started a battle. Jiumozhi continued to use Shaolin martial arts. He could do what Xuanci knew and he could do what Xuanci didn't!

With the blessing of Xiaowuxiang Gong, Jiumozhi defeated Xuanci without even using the flame knife.

"Hahaha!" Jiumozhi let out a very arrogant laugh and said: "From now on, our Dalun Temple will be the orthodox Buddhism. If you want to experience real martial arts in the future, why go to Shaolin? Just come to me! The world's martial arts is the best in Dalun. !”

His rampant behavior quickly aroused dissatisfaction from other temples.

Eminent monks from Pudu Temple in Jiangnan, Daxiangguo Temple in Kaifeng, and Jingying Temple in Chang'an came on stage one after another, but in the end they were still defeated by Jiumozhi and defeated them with just Prajna Palm.

The limelight was very high, and everyone felt that only he could compete with Xiao Feng.

Looking around, the experts they considered, Master Kurong and Su Xinghe, did not dare to go on stage to fight against Jiumozhi, feeling that the second spot would be taken by him.

This was definitely a humiliating day for the Central Plains martial arts community. Xiao Feng was a hero and they had no objection to taking the first position. However, the Tibetan monks actually defeated all the Central Plains monks. They couldn't accept it.

The Shaolin disciples were even more filled with grief and anger. They wished they could attack in groups and kill Jiumozhi.

"Amitabha!"

At this moment, a misty voice reached everyone's ears.

Before they could identify the source of the sound, they discovered that a monk suddenly appeared on the stage.

Jiumozhi was shocked and took several steps back. He didn't know when this person came. He must be a top expert.

"who are you!"

"The old monk is just a sweeper in the Shaolin Sutra Pavilion. He wants to learn from the master of Tubo. I hope the master will not hesitate to teach me."

"Okay." Jiumozhi raised the corner of his mouth and asked, "What special skills do you know? I'll show you!"

The sweeping monk clasped his hands together, bowed slightly, and said softly: "I understand a little bit."

"Do you understand? Huh! Such a loud tone, give me a Prajna Palm!"

Saying that, Jiumozhi struck out the Great Compassionate Thousand Leaves Hand.