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I don’t know much about Qin Changfeng who has never dealt with Mo Zhi. He eavesdropped for a long time before and after, and he also knew that Qin Changfeng had designed a pit and longed for his father. He felt that his mind was quite deep.
Actually, Shaolin outsiders don’t know much about Qin Changfeng’s martial arts. The most shocking time is that he killed 136 Xixia warriors alone in the night battle, but a few beggars witnessed the battle and the influence gradually disappeared after many years.
Another time was the Heroes’ Congress of Juxianzhuang, where he cursed Wanghai and Bai Shijing’s miracle to death, but this fact is so incredible that people would rather believe it was a coincidence or incur a heavenly punishment for Wanghai and Bai Shijing, and they would never think that the punishment was summoned by Qin Changfeng that day.
Recently, when Ding Chunqiu was killed in Leigu Mountain, he wore a spectre mask from beginning to end. Except for a few people such as Xu Zhu and Ye Sanniang, no one knew that the monk who shot hard was him.
In this way, his reputation in the Jianghu may not be low, but his martial arts level is still a mystery or not many people pay attention to it.
At this time, the dove Mo-chi saw that he was only in his early thirties, expecting that martial arts were limited, so he smiled and said, "Little Master, if you are insufficient in practice, you should give in to the mysterious monks in your temple." When you speak, you are acting like a senior master who doesn’t want to bully the younger generation. The implication is that you and I are not in the same level, and I don’t want to bully you. You still have some self-knowledge and don’t try to be brave.
Qin Changfeng frowned, but before he could say anything, an old monk with a red face slowly walked out of his right index finger and middle finger, gently covered his face and smiled. It was the young brother who had always been generous and kind among the eminent monks of Shaolin Temple who loved Xuandu with a smile. "Since the Buddhist insisted on competing in this game, I will ask the poor monk Shaolin for advice."
Xuandu’s coming out at this time is not that he doesn’t believe Qin Changfeng, but that many Shaolin people know that Qin Changfeng is indestructible, but they don’t know that his palm strength in Sumi Mountain is also very good … After all, King Kong’s indestructible magic is the foundation of an invincible position, but he still needs a strong attacking stunt to win. Otherwise, if he comes out this time, he will be beaten by King Kong’s indestructible magic, and even if he finally gets a draw, Shaolin’s face will not be ugly.
Jiu Mo-zhi also smiled and said, "Master Mu Xuandu’s’ Flower Fingering’ stunt has been practiced wonderfully for a long time. It’s a great honor to see it today." He said that his right hand ate his thumb and two fingers and gently caught the flower shape.
At the same time, the second monk slowly stretched his left hand and played three times towards each other.
Qin Changfeng secretly sighed when he saw this nai. He wanted Shaolin not to lose this face and directly sent Jiumo Zhi away, but after all, he was still too young to be trusted by Shaolin scholars.
As he expected, he heard Bobo’s three fingers collide, and Xuandu suddenly shot three blood arrows in his chest for several feet.
As a result, it goes without saying that the strength of the two stock indexes was lost to Jiumozhi, and the strength of the three stock indexes was hit in the chest like a sword.
"I don’t know which Shaolin monk will continue to teach? If not, please don’t intervene in the Shaolin monks’ wall view to admire the benefactor and Xiao’s grudges. "Jiu Mozhi seems modest, but in fact, his words are full of scorn, as if to say that Shaolin monks are just like this. Seventy-two stunts have not been practiced by him as an outsider.
Rao is Xuan Ci and others, even if self-restraint is no matter how good, they are angry. But at this moment, the dove’s wisdom is pushing her luck. Then Lang said, "The little monk came to China alone to see the style of a Shaolin Temple and see what a solemn and magnificent atmosphere it is called, Mount Tai and Beidou, the Wulin of the Central Plains. But after listening to the words of the eminent monks, he saw the martial arts of the eminent monks. Hey hey, it seems that he is not out of the way at Tianlong Temple in Dali, South Xinjiang! This can make the little monk disappointed. "
Xuan Ci, Xuan Nan, and Xuan Ji were so stunned that they didn’t want to admit it, but the fact is that the Shaolin stunts performed by Jiu Mozhi are absolutely powerful, and there are almost no Shaolin monks who can compete with them.
At this moment, no one stopped Qin Changfeng and said rudely, "According to the little monk, Buddhist martial arts seem to be high-strength and exquisite, but in fact, it is like a combat knife carving all kinds of exquisite patterns, but the fact is that the power of this weapon body is not much higher, but it will greatly reduce the strength of the blade. In the final analysis, it is the power to transport martial arts but not much."
As he spoke, he learned to use the Maha finger technique before the dove’s wisdom, and extended his thumb toward the boulder that had just been tricked by the dove’s wisdom, but it was not the Maha finger but the arrow!
However, due to the physical characteristics of the micro-phase, this flying arrow is also looming, as if it were really a finger force. When a loud stone sounds, a finger hole appears, just like being stabbed by a sharp sword.
People are surprised to see that even this step is shocking enough. After all, it’s four or five feet of external force!
But at the moment, there was a bang from the boulder department, and the whole boulder was blown to pieces with the dust flying and the gravel splashing.
The whole cliff is silent. If Qin Changfeng’s finger is simply regarded as a finger force, it is really a double stunt!
After a moment, the dove Mo Zhi cried, "Good Kung Fu! You try me a trick! "
Said the first few steps across the distance of three zhangs palms stand like a salute palms but don’t close call a palm force from the palm disease spit out and ran to Qin Changfeng is prajnaparamita palm "canyon day wind" but prajnaparamita palm ",,,not, not" the gist of his palm is malicious fierce heavy obviously tangible and meaning.
Qin Changfeng was raised his right hand as usual, and with a wave of his hand, he turned his palm into force.
It’s not that Jiumo’s intellectual skill is not deep, but that he and Qin Changfeng are too far away to hit a palm from ten meters away. It’s that when he reaches Qin Changfeng’s front with no matter how strong his palm is, there will be no four or five percent left.
The dove’s wisdom knew this in her heart, and then she quickly stepped forward and wanted to get close. But Qin Changfeng split her palm and saw a slightly golden palm in the virtual space. Immediately, there was a strong gas coming at me, just like a slate was being shot!
In order not to let Jiumo Zhi know that he has cultivated the skill of small phase, he is indestructible.
Moreover, it is necessary to say that although there is a fixed limit to the power of the tester’s skills, it is not necessary to hit the maximum attack every time.
It is naturally a good thing for the tester to practice more and raise the skill level to two levels, so that he can control the skill power freely. After all, deterrence is often enough, rather than killing people at once.
By the same token, Qin Changfeng’s fusion skill is far more powerful than the palm of Sumeru Mountain, but he can also play the palm of Sumeru Mountain if he wants to, as if with the skill level of flying arrows getting higher and higher, he is actually equivalent to practicing Xiao Li’s flying knife, so that he can also ensure that the imaginary hair is weak.
Qin Changfeng’s palm only drives the palm of Xumi Mountain, and the Upanishads are not dragon-shaped and energetic. Although there is still a strange feeling, it is still authentic Xumi Mountain palm, so no one in Shaolin monks sees the abnormality.
Bang, the dove’s wisdom offered Prajna again. Although the palm was blocked, the strong strength from the palm made his heart linger.
It is also ten meters away, but the strength of this palm to his hand is much stronger than that of his previous palm to Qin Changfeng!
In fact, although he has practiced many Shaolin stunts, it doesn’t include the fact that the palm of Xumi Mountain is not familiar with this palm method, and he doesn’t know that the palm of this palm method is not weakened by distance. When Qin Changfeng’s palm is weakened by three feet, he still needs such power. Should his real palm be equal to terror?
"Little master, be careful!"
Jiu Mo Zhi knows that Shaolin Brother Qin Changfeng, a wise generation, won with his hands, but he won’t lose much glory, but he will be laughed at. But the situation has reached such a state that he can’t avoid the war by himself. What he can do is to defeat the other side as soon as possible and pretend to wake up. At the same time, his figure has been swept forward like a wild goose, and it will pass in a flash before he can take the flying skill.
When you come to the front and back, you can directly wave your hands and hit a slight beep in the palm wind. The posture technique is just Prajna’s palm-riding kung fu.
Qin Changfeng’s left hand is still negative, and his right hand is flat behind him, and the front of his chest is as motionless as water, but he secretly plays the role of king kong protector to take the initiative to defend himself by slapping his body with this palm.
Dong Yi Jiu Mo Zhi felt that his palm was like a clap of a clock. Instead of shaking Qin Changfeng, he felt an anti-seismic force.
Qin Changfeng suddenly smiled at him with his palm pressed forward gently, and the palm of his hand pressed against the palm of his hand to directly blow his chest and snow. The tantric monk from Daxue Mountain was flying out in suspense …
The outcome has been divided into Buddhist defeats!
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Chapter one hundred and ninety-three Draw the net
Jiumozhi never thought that Qin Changfeng broke out in such a horrible way that he hit five palms in an instant. After being blown away, the site sat pranayama for a long time before he slowed down.
Qin Changfeng looked at him and asked faintly, "Dare you ask the Buddhist monk to know this sumeru mountain like the palm of his hand?" Can one of your dozens of fake Shaolin stunts have such power? "
Qin Changfeng, a monk who has always been famous and aggressive, has no polite meaning.
After he defeated Ku Mo-chih, he received in his journal the Shaolin reverence needed to show his branch line-it soared from 52% to 7%, but it was still a long way from the minimum completion limit of%.
Asked by Yi Mo-zhi, Jiu Mo-zhi turned pale. He felt that he had been somewhat underestimated and wronged today, but the fact is that he has been seriously injured now and was defeated by a younger brother of Shaolin Wisdom, which is a disgrace.
At the same time, I also know that Qin Changfeng’s skill is unfathomable and Shaolin’s site is his own. After this defeat, Mu Fu is afraid to run away, so he got up and folded his hands. "Master Hui Yu’s contribution to the poor monk’s respect for today’s affairs will no longer concern you. Please help yourself."
After that, I didn’t forget to say to Mu Bo, "It’s a shame that Mr. Mu’s poor monk is not as good as others and can’t help you."
"The master needs to be like this, and the result is particularly unknown today." Knowing that he is in a bad situation, Mubo doesn’t seem to care. Not only that, but he suddenly burst out laughing. "Master Hui Yu has a saying called" One hundred secrets and one sparse ".Have you ever thought of it?"
As soon as the voice fell, I heard the elder Song of the Beggars’ Sect shout, "Oh, why am I exhausted? It’s a sad breeze!"
Like Xuan Ci, a Shaolin monk who stabbed a hornet’s nest, and those famous people who were invited to witness the Jianghu suddenly sit on the ground in unison, it is very similar to the state of sadness and crisp breeze. However, due to the profound skill of all people, they can still hold on for a while, but with the deepening of toxicity, the short-term loss of combat power is still inevitable.
In addition, Qin Changfeng was also poisoned, which showed that only Mu Fu was influenced by it. It turned out that when most people paid attention to Jiumo’s intelligence, Mu Fu quietly hit a bottle of sad crisp breeze, and at the same time, the father and the son learned the medicine first.
It’s not surprising that there will be a sad breeze after Xixia stayed for two years. In fact, Qin Changfeng even has four wicked people.
Xuan Ci and others don’t know what the sad crisp breeze is, but they also know that it is bound to be inseparable from Mu Fu. At this time, even if they want to call its Shaolin brother for help, there is no way to help them, so that they can watch the father escape, which in turn will capture their Zionist chips!
"MuBo you also calculate the descendants of the emperor? With these flies and dogs, you can’t imagine the rejuvenation of the country by means of table means? " Xiao Yuanshan was shocked and angered that his skill was the most vigorous and he had the spare capacity to shout loudly, but it was also affected after all. Now it is wishful thinking to want to use Mubo as a hand blade.
MuBo ignored him but looked at Qin Changfeng. "Master Hui Yu knows that you have the antidote, but I can guarantee that … you can give yourself the antidote at most, even if you recover your skill, how can you beat my father and Buddhist by yourself?"
"I wonder if we can add four more results?"
At this moment, a rustle of footsteps came from the bamboo forest, and everyone was happy to be a helper, but soon Qi Qi’s heart sank because it was the notorious four wicked people!
Mubo saw that there was still nothing to touch. He said to Duan Yanqing with his hands behind his back. "Mr. Duan, you have seen the current situation. Since Master Hui Yu lied to our father, it must be just altruistic for you. Shaolin naturally can’t really help you regain the throne, but you and I are natural allies. I will help you regain the throne of Dali, and then you will help me restore the country. From then on, the two families can’t help each other to build a great career!"