Shaolin Bajue

Chapter 329

Although the old monk's face was pale, his complexion was much better than before after taking the holy medicine "Xiao Huan Dan" from Shaolin Temple. His eyes looked at the dragon-slaying stick in Wu Shiming's hand without blinking, and his expression was a little excited. The stick beside him looks exactly the same as the Dragon Slaying Stick, but the feeling of the two is very different!

Wu Shiming didn't know his background. Seeing that he was old, he thought he was a reclusive monk from Shaolin Temple, so he hurriedly said, "Exactly!" The old monk smiled, looking a little surprised, and said, "Okay, okay, the Dragon Slaying Cudgel is finally here. Back at Shaolin Temple, I don’t care whose disciple you are, in short, since the Dragon Slaying Stick is in your hands, it means that it has a destiny with you! I just looked at it, and there is a flaw in your stick technique!” Wu Shiming His heart moved, and he said: "Ask me!" The old monk said: "The cudgel technique pays attention to calmness, but your stick technique is more than tricky and lacks composure. Although the moves are wonderful, they are not the right way after all. You must remember, remember!" Wu Shiming listened After thinking for a while, his face was startled, and he bowed respectfully to the old monk. The old monk accepted it with a smile, and closed his eyes to adjust himself.

At this moment, the complexion of the middle-aged man in black gradually calmed down. He walked up to the middle-aged man in white and asked, "Fifth, what's going on?" The middle-aged man in white said angrily, "How can I Do you know what's going on? I don't know where these two old monsters came from. I was going to catch that kid surnamed Fang, but they ruined my good deed! Their martial arts are so high, and they teamed up... Hmph... I'm angry too!" The middle-aged man in the yellow shirt hit Wu Shiming with a successful move, and he was very proud of himself, and said arrogantly: "Old Wu, I think you are getting worse and worse. For such a small matter, You can't do it right, let me deal with these two old monsters!" As he said, he flew up and punched a man in gray, the man in gray smiled "hehe", the figure fluttered, Pushing the palm forward, there was only a "boom", the middle-aged man in the yellow shirt roared, and followed with another hand, hitting the opponent's side, the gray-clothed man turned around, as anxious as the wind, dodging After passing this palm, he jumped a foot in front of Tianzun, laughed, and kicked out, Tianzun didn't dare to catch it, turned his body hastily, and retreated into the crowd, Xinggong shouted loudly, and slapped Flying out, there was a gust of wind, and there was a "boom", Xinggong stepped back three steps, and the man in gray took advantage of Xinggong's palm strength, soaring into the sky like lightning, bringing a group of people with him. There was a long, weird laugh.

The middle-aged man in the yellow shirt was about to fly up, Wu Shiming yelled loudly, waved the dragon-slaying stick in his hand, and said, "Our competition is not over yet, let's do it again!" On the ground, with a stick, the middle-aged man in the yellow shirt smiled coldly and said: "Stinky boy, I don't know how much you weigh. Since you are so anxious to die, I will help you!" Flipping the palm, it turned blood red in an instant, facing Wu Shiming, and the two fought again.The battle between the two was three points more thrilling than before. The middle-aged man in the yellow shirt wanted to take Wu Shiming's life, so every move was a powerful one. , but was forced out of breath by the opponent's storm-like offensive. Fortunately, the dragon-slaying stick is not an ordinary thing. When the enemy's strong wind hits, it can always melt away part of it. The disadvantage will be reduced.

Fang Jianming and the middle-aged man in black looked directly at each other, motionless, a gleam flashed in the eyes of the middle-aged man in black, and said in a deep voice: "Fang Jianming, if you hadn't relied on the Heavenly Cicada Knife, I would have killed you a long time ago. You took it!" Fang Jianming sneered and said, "What? Are you still determined?" The middle-aged man in black shirt "Jie Jie" smiled and said, "I won't be fooled by you again!" After finishing speaking , his mind sank, a burst of energy flew out, Fang Jianming's face was startled, he slashed with the knife, blocked the energy, and shouted: "Okay, you asked for this!" He jumped up, and the knife flew out, He slashed the opponent's left shoulder obliquely, but the middle-aged man in black stood still. Seeing that the Tian Chan Knife was about to hit him, the middle-aged man in black smiled faintly, his shoulders shook slightly, and Fang Jianming's knife fell into nothing. , The middle-aged man in black yelled: "Go!" As soon as the words fell, Fang Jianming was thrown out, and when he landed, his body shook.Fang Jianming looked solemn, knowing that this guy had already found a way to deal with him, so he didn't dare to be careless, his mind sank, and he walked up step by step.

The middle-aged man in the black shirt smiled proudly: "Fang Jianming, your move just now was just a bluff, I almost missed it, now let me see how you force me back!" Fang Jianming approached step by step, suddenly stabbed slowly Slashing out, the blade sliced ​​through the airflow, and there was a sisi sound, but when it reached three feet above the opponent's head, it couldn't go down. Fang Jianming roared, and slashed down with his backhand. The knife was as fast as lightning, and only heard "" With a sound of "Boom", the soil flew up, and the body of the middle-aged man in black was blown away by two feet, but he still had a sneer on his face, looking at Fang Jianming coldly, the knife did not hurt him at all!Fang Jianming jumped up, stabbed out with a knife, halfway through the stab, and retracted quickly, "haha", he laughed loudly, turned back, and said: "You are not fooled by me, so I will be fooled by you again!" The knife stands with a leisurely attitude.

The face of the middle-aged man in the black shirt darkened, and he wanted to rush up, but he endured it and didn't rush out. He knew that if he rushed up, Fang Jianming would stop him quietly, and he would suffer again. It was because he couldn't hold his breath just now. Only then did Fang Jianming hold him down so tightly that he felt powerless. He was fooled once, but this time he dared not take the risk easily.The two were separated by three feet, staring at each other, neither of them dared to strike rashly, but as long as whoever strikes first, it must be a shocking blow!
At this time, the middle-aged man in white was fighting with a man in gray. Everyone saw two figures, one white and one gray, circling and fighting in the field.Earlier, when the middle-aged man in white shirt went into the house to catch Fang Jianming, he suddenly felt a sneak attack from behind him. From the vigor of the opponent, he could feel that this person was a super expert, and he was very excited. He hadn't stretched his muscles for many years. Just wanting to take this opportunity to work his muscles and bones, he was not in a hurry to catch Fang Jianming. In fact, even if he wanted to catch Fang Jianming, he had to drive back the people behind him.As soon as the two fought against each other, they found that the other party was a formidable enemy. The two dared not be careless, and fought fiercely in the courtyard.

Seeing that they were fighting hard, the three did not dare to get too close.The three of them were blown away by the vigor of the middle-aged man in white shirts, but they didn't suffer any injuries. I don't know if he is an enemy or a friend. Seeing the two of them fighting fiercely, they walked along the wall, and they were about to reach Fang Jianming's house. Seeing the old monk sitting on the ground, the man who made the whip felt poisonous, and flew up a whip, intending to destroy the old monk's body, but before the whip hit the old monk's head, a gust of wind swept over him hit his wrist, the nine-jointed whip in his hand almost flew out, before he saw who was coming, he saw a figure floating down in the air, palm prints flying, and slapped the shoulders of the three of them respectively, and the three of them felt a burning pain in their shoulders , the man's voice said coldly in his ear: "If you dare to touch Fang Jianming's hair, the old man will definitely tear you to pieces! Get lost, the old man will break his dog's leg if he is too late!"

The three of them were covered in cold sweat. This person's lightness kung fu is so high, it can be said that it is easy to take their lives. In order to save their old lives, the three of them dared not stay any longer, so they ran as fast as they could. He stopped and hid in the dark to check.But the man waved his sleeves, and with a gentle force, he pushed the old monk's body to the corner of the wall. While his body was fluttering, he smiled and said, "Second brother, I don't think you can take him down. There are not many masters of this level in the martial arts, and I can't help but want to make a move when I see it!" Flying into the battle group, the two joined forces to fight the middle-aged man in white.The martial arts of the middle-aged man in the white shirt is as high as the sky, and he is a master on the earth list. However, the martial arts of these two old monsters are weird and miraculous. When the two joined forces, after more than 20 moves, the middle-aged man in the white shirt gradually fell behind. When the wind fell, the two fought with a playful mood, yelling at the middle-aged man in white clothes, but there was nothing they could do about them.

Later Fang Jianming and Zhu Hong lost weight, and they locked up the middle-aged man in the white shirt firmly. When Fang Jianming went outside the Shaolin Temple, he fought fiercely with the middle-aged man in the black shirt. The middle-aged man fell several times, and both of them had a strength of more than [-] catties. If someone else had fallen to their death, the middle-aged man in the white shirt seemed to be fine. This made the two old monsters unable to help being surprised. The two intensified their attack, forcing the middle-aged man in white shirt to retreat, crossed countless roofs, and came near the gate of Shaolin Temple. The two joined forces and grabbed the middle-aged man in white shirt. He fell out fiercely, this fall was heavier than the previous ones, no matter how tough the middle-aged man in white shirt was, he still felt pain in his muscles and bones, and besides making a fool of himself in front of so many people, his anger went straight up, he wanted to kill him two people.Both the middle-aged man in the yellow shirt and the middle-aged man in the black shirt had found their opponents, and he didn't want to be idle, so he stopped a man in gray clothes, used his skills, and lingered on him, intending to get back some face from him!
Another grey-clothed man smiled strangely, performed super lightness kung fu, and harassed the people of the "Blood Hand Sect". His purpose was not fixed. Mr. Xinggong, the Iron King Kong couple, and others were all attacked by him one by one. Among them, Xinggong has the highest martial arts and suffers the most sneak attacks from him. In terms of martial arts, the gap between Xinggong and the other party is not that big, but lightness kung fu is not Xinggong's strong point. In contrast, Xinggong wanted to single out the opponent, but for a while, he couldn't do it, and Xinggong was so angry that his heart was full of anger.In this way, without the help of people from Shaolin Temple, just relying on such a master will make the masters of Blood Hand Sect suffer a lot. The people from Shaolin Temple are happy to watch the show on the sidelines. Make the man in gray unable to use his hands and feet!

(End of this chapter)