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() "What are you doing, Lord Lin?"

Xuan Ci drank angrily, a pair of white frowns raised high, and his figure was shot without hesitation. ￥f,

"Courageous! Shaolin is not a place where you can let go!..."

The other Xuanzi senior monks Qi Qi angered, did not put Lin Sha's arrogance and good intentions in mind, and shot Qi Qi siege forward.

"go away!"

Lin Sha's brow was light and frowning, and his large sleeves swept back suddenly, and a sudden gust of wind swept across, and the Shaolin monk who besieged the front with a stern spirit almost couldn't open his eyes and swooped forward. The movement also followed a pause.

"what are you doing?"

Seeing Lin Sha's palm shot toward Xuandu's chest, Xuandu was pale and irresistible. The ugly face and Shang Shang who supported Xuandu were in a hurry. Lin Sha's powerful performance just looked at him. In this palm, Xuandu can't be shot to death?

I couldn't care about anything else. I was anxious to pull Xuandu behind me, the airflow in the body was hot and uncomfortable, and my hands suddenly gave up a magnificent power.

call!

The strong wind roared, and although it was only Shaolin's most basic Wei Tuo palm, it was amazingly powerful.

Snapped!

When I said it was too late, the two palms struck fiercely and made a clear muffled noise. The surroundings were centered on the palms, and the wind was screaming. The outsiders within three feet were almost unstable. Looking towards the two palms, the heart turned upside down.

"The young monk has a good strength. Are you practicing Shaolin's Yijin Sutra or the Shijing Sutra?"

Feeling the majestic power returned from the palm of the hand, and the wave after wave of strong internal force that seemed like a surging wave, Lin Sha's arm and bone muscles fluttered slightly, and a sudden violent force directly shocked the ugly face. Backwards repeatedly, not chasing but asked with a smile.

Although the words are light, they can be heard in the ears of Shaolin monks and male heroes, but they seem to be surprised by the thunder and their faces, and they all look at the ugly monk with incredible eyes.

how can that be?

Yi Jin Jing? Wash the marrow?

No matter which one is the top of the Shaolin Pyramid, it’s a magical skill that is placed in the entire rivers and lakes. The little monk in front of him actually practiced one of these two gods?

The group of heroes do not know the inside story. There are shocks but more envy and jealousy. I think the monk's luck is too good. How good are the people who have practiced these two magical skills?

As for whether they are real or not, they have no doubt at all. Just now the young monk let them see the extraordinary, no matter how loud they were or how they performed behind them.

You know, just now Lin Sha confronted more than ten Xuanzi senior monks, and they all fluttered in a few breaths. Only one move was enough!

But just now the little monk slammed Lin Lin. But he only stepped back and back for seven steps. Does that mean anything?

The skill of the young monk is indeed stronger than that of Shaolin Xuanxian senior monks!

Shaolin group monks are even more surprised here, and even a little unbelievable.

Especially the monks of Xuanzi generation stopped in time to look at the ugly face of the young monk's eyes full of shock.

They are very aware of how difficult it is to practice the Yijingjing and the Shijing.

The dozen or so monks of the Xuanzi generation who were present, including the abbot Xuanci, did not practice any of the two gods.

As people familiar with the matter, they knew they wanted to practice any of these two gods. The conditions required are extremely harsh, at least none of them can meet the requirements.

Otherwise, Shaolin had already been the top master of the Megatron, and how could he be afraid of the provocation of Jomo Mochi, or the small movements of the gang?

In the world of Xiaoao, the founder of Shaolin at that time was founder of Yi Yijing, and he became one of the masters of the right path. His strength was not worse than that of his own.

After the shock, it was ecstasy, but how did the ugly-faced young monk learn one of those two magical skills? This is the blessing of Shaolin's blessing martial arts.

As for the looks of the people on the mountain, there is a lot of complexity. There is both shock and gratification, and of course it is even less enviable.

Especially the man on the mountain, he went to Shaolin this time, in addition to wanting to get Shaolin's tremendous learning from the Baltic star mouth. The most important purpose is to beat Shaolin's face and raise his name.

But as a result, there were frequent twists and turns of accidents. Let's not talk about this guy, but the purpose of this guy coincided with him. Anyway, he shot Shaolin hard.

But he never thought that Shaolin still has such a master?

The monk was only in his early twenties, and he even practiced one of the Shaolin's top divine exercises Yijinjing and Shimianjing. This is a good thing that he dare not dare to think, even if he was given by such a little-known little monk, God is really unfair!

"Why, what kind of Yi Jin Jing and Shi Mian Jing, the little monk does not know what the donor is saying?"

The ugly little monk was confused and shook his head, his face full of confusion.

"Hey, young monk, your luck is bursting!"

Lin Sha lightly said loudly, shook his head and then said with a smile, "What is the monk's law?"

"Little monk Xuzhu!" The ugly-faced monk was honestly tight. Lin Sha answered what he asked.

Sure enough, Lin Sha knew it, but in Tianlong World, luck can be compared with Duan Yu and You Tanzhi's pig's feet. Without the adventure of Leigu Mountain, you would get such a benefit.

"Are you a virtual character?"

Xuan Ci's face was gentle, how to see Xuzhu's eyes.

"The ancestor of Qijun's master, the young monk is the imaginary character!"

Xu Zhu's face was full of excitement, and he hurriedly politely folded his hands.

"All right, I have a successor to Shaolin!"

Xuan Ci would like to ask which Shaolin magical skill Xu Xu practiced, but at the moment it is not a good time to ask questions, but in his heart is to firmly remember Xu Zhu's law number and name.

"Amitabha, I didn't expect Shaolin to have such a young master!"

At this moment, Jomo Mozhi stood up and proclaimed a Buddha number. His gentle smile on his face made people feel like a spring breeze. Only Lin Sha whispered slightly, feeling the evil spirit behind Jomo Mozhi's smile.

"The young monk has heard the famous name of Shaolin's magical skills. Today, he was fortunate enough to meet those who have achieved cultivation.

Jomo Mozhi sent a monk's virtues, and waited for Xuanci and others to react, then he smiled and smiled at Xuzhuhe: "Master, please enlighten me!"

Speaking with his right hand, he smiled and smiled, his fingers tapped quietly, and he shot out silently.

Xuzhu’s fighting experience is completely blank. He was cheated by Jumomozhi’s performance like a spring breeze. He was panicking and waiting for his return. What a surprise Judge Mozhi’s sudden shot was caught off guard. Fortunately, the martial arts he practiced were really peculiar, and he was a policeman. Zhao subconsciously raised his hand and tapped, and immediately took the sneak attack of Jomo.

"Dalun Mingming, you are too mean!"

"Amitabha, King Ming is not ready to stop!"

"Despicable, it's too mean, even attacking the juniors!"

"..."

Waiting for Hatomo to play against Xuzhu without a win or defeat, Shaolin reacted to a senior monk of the Xuanzi generation, and immediately shouted with rage all over his face.

Some of the fierce temperaments are really lucky, and they are ready to shoot at any time.

Xuzhu was a genius who developed one of the Yijin Sutra and the Shisui Sutra. It might be the signboard of the Shaolin top house, how could he watch the Kuma Mochi bully?

"The little monk is very curious about how Shaolin's magical skills are. He happened to ask the master for one or two. Abbot Xuanci, are you too fussed?"

Jumo Zhi said that his movements were not slow at all, and when he saw that the Huahua finger had no effect, he changed to other Shaolin tremendous masters, Duo Luoye fingers, Maha fingers, Donkey Kong fist, Prajna palm, Donkey Kong palm, etc. One by one, the mighty grandeur is dazzling.

"This is Shaolin Seventy-two Peerless Learning?"

"What is the origin of the monk, and how can there be so many Lin Jue?"

"Great, really great!"

"..."

The heroes were stunned. Most of them were experienced people with great eyesight. However, in a blink of an eye, they recognized the various Shaolin masters made by Hatomochi, and there was a sudden outcry.

"The little monk named Xuzhu is so powerful!"

"But people have practiced the Shaolin magical skills, can't they be great?"

"Huh, it's all blocked, and the Shaolin deeds are well-deserved!"

"..."

What surprised the crowds even more was that Jomo Mochi used dozens of Shaolin masters to say nothing, and the performance of the small monk Xuzhu was not bad at all, even though the basic martial arts of Shaolin Luohan Boxing and Wei Tuo palm were back and forth. However, he couldn't hold back that he had a powerful skill, but he actually took all the attacks of Jyu Mozhi in embarrassment.

Not only that, as the fierce fighting continues, Xu Zhu is more skillful and sophisticated in the use of moves, not only can he take all the attacks of Jomo Mochi, but he can even counter one or two moves among the ten moves, and the speed of his progress is too great. amazing.

"The little master is really amazing~www.wuxiaspot.com~ I will try another flame knife!"

Don’t mention the depression in Kumomo's mind. The young monk is really weirdly tight. He feels the majestic resilience of his hands. The blood and blood in his body are really uncomfortable. It makes him almost spit blood. What's more, Xuzhu's young monk even treated him as a sparring partner, and his fighting experience increased at a rate that panicked him.

In my heart, I will easily let Xuzhu be such a promising Shaolin young monk. I didn't show off my skills and directly returned to the most familiar flame knife. With the palm of my hand, I cut the surrounding air like a burning palm. The air seems to be somewhat distorted where the red is passing.

Don't look at the number of words in the narrative, but in fact, only a few breathing kung fu time, Hatomo Zhizhao move too quickly, a monk Xuanzi senior monks simply can't make any rescue measures.

"No, you need to be careful, Xuzhu!"

The abbot Xuanci only had time to exclaim, and he saw that Kyu Mochi's flame knife was severely cut on Xuzhu... (To be continued.) For mobile phone users, please visit m..() "Martial Arts World Crossing" only On behalf of the author, my name is Pai Yunzhang. If you find that the content contravenes national laws, please delete it. The position is only committed to providing a healthy and green reading platform. 【】,thank you all!