Under One Person: Inheriting the Soul of the Sword, Luo Tian Dajiao at the beginning

Zhuge Qing was also facing Wang Ye alone.

Neither Jia Zhengliang nor Hong Bin participated in the battle.

Hong Bin is simple-minded and can't understand the current situation.

Who should I hit?

This Zhuge Qing didn't seem to join Quanxing, and the king also completely suppressed it.

With my own level, who can I beat?

Huo Dezong's proud disciple felt very small at the moment.

He knows the truth about people outside the people, but the people here seem to be stronger than him, which is too hurtful.

Hong Bin plucked up his last morale and shouted:

"Then leave this place to you, and I will continue to break through!"

Saying that, he rushed to the rest of the upper roots.

Jia Zhengliang's twelve throwing knives began to float in mid-air.

After listening to He Yuan's speech, Jia Zhengliang's eyes were no longer as confused as before.

He opened his mouth and said to Zhuge Qing:

"Is it not only warlocks, but also strangers like us, are also useful?"

Zhuge Qing looked at his expression similar to his previous awakening, and said with a smile:

"Of course, the new era of the Inhuman Circle requires talents from all walks of life."

Wang Ye's face was extremely dark.

"Old Qing, don't blame me for being ruthless."

Xun character · wooden statue

The wooden god statue rose, and several pairs of big hands descended from the sky, and they landed around Zhuge Qing one after another, besieging him in it.

I saw a figure jumping high, blocking the moonlight shining on Zhuge Qing, the figure was getting bigger and bigger.

Zhuge Qing avoided the wooden hand of the statue and looked up.

A pair of slightly muddy shoe prints appeared above him.

"I hit!"

Bang bang bang bang

There was a sound of footsteps on Zhuge Qing's body, and the unilateral abuse began.

Zhuge Qing couldn't defend against him, and Wang Ye blocked all his moves.

Before the spell was formed, Wang Ye's wind rope broke it.

The strength of each kick was just right, and Zhuge Qing was paralyzed on the ground.

Fu Rong was dumbfounded. Before she said such passionate words, in a blink of an eye, Zhuge Qing was trampled like an ant.

The corner of Jia Zhengliang's mouth twitched, and Zhuge Qing, who blocked so many of them, was hanged and beaten.

"Disciples of the various sects, listen to my king, all go up the mountain together and defeat the head of Biyou Village, Ma Xianhong! I believe this is the right thing to tell the major families everywhere."

Wang Ye stepped on Zhuge Qing who was almost unconscious.

After the wind, the range of Qimen will increase.

The range contains seven upper root organs.

Everyone looked at Wang Ye together.

Wang also lowered his head slightly, with one hand on his waist.

Said like a king descended:

"Hurry up, Lin Xiu's plot may succeed if you're a second late, all the supernatural beings here, no, all the strangers from Biyou Village..."

"Just tell me everything."

Chapter 140 Nine Shaolin Enlightenment

Xiao Zizai narrowed his eyes slightly, and carefully focused on a figure walking backwards in front of the flames splashing in front of him.

Wang also stepped back slightly as he waited for others to understand.

Xiao Zizai chuckled and said to himself:

"Is this also in your calculations? Well, I am so satisfied with this all-in-one master, hahahahaha, interesting and interesting, Lin Xiu, Lin Xiu, you will only make me look forward to it more and more. How alluring is Paradise."

Looking up, covering his face with his right hand, he couldn't help but excitedly said:

"Don't let me down."

As he spoke, laughter kept coming from his throat, and Xiao Zizai couldn't control it at all.

This laughter, like the music of welcome, welcomes that person.

The visitor, a monk.

Wearing Shaolin Temple costumes, there is a small scar on his sleek bald head.

His eyes were not as friendly as before, but full of hostility.

Slowly walking in front of Xiao Zizai, endless anger was burning in his eyes, as if a raging fire was about to burn him up.

Even so, Xiao Zizai couldn't read any murderous look from Wu Chi's eyes.

"Little monk, if you don't want to kill me, just carry out the task honestly. If you guessed right, your master asked you to come to deal with those people."

Xiao Zizai pointed to the upper root instrument in front of him, and slowly raised his finger, which happened to be at the height where Lin Xiu was watching the battle at the moment.

"There are people there, right?"

Wu Chi didn't reply to him, his eyes fixed on him, as if his eyes alone could cut him into pieces.

The golden energy emitted from his body wrapped him little by little, and at a glance, he had the illusion of a Buddha statue protecting his body.

Xiao Zizai said in surprise:

"King Kong is not bad, and you can also cultivate the body of a Buddha. Over the years in Shaolin, almost no one has been able to get started with this set of exercises. It is not an exaggeration to say that you are a rare genius."

Vajra is not broken is Shaolin's supreme body protection stunt, which is different from the Golden Light Curse.

The Golden Light Mantra just wraps itself with qi balls, which is equivalent to a shield. Even if it is practiced to Dzogchen, it can control the shape of the Golden Light Mantra and protect the meridians.

But King Kong is not bad, it is simple and rude, directly penetrates the qi into the pores of the whole body, not only the appearance is hard, but also the blood, flesh, bones, and meridians inside are all coated with layers of qi.

In order to achieve the indestructibility of the diamond, even if the surface layer of its skin can be broken, the inside is still hard muscles refined by qi.

With the same strength, there is almost no one who can injure him.

This time, Wu Chi didn't politely return the compliment.

His eyes were red with anger, and he said in a deep voice:

"Genius? Heh, Shaolin had a student who was even more talented, and his understanding was extremely high. If I met him once in a hundred years, then he would be in a thousand years, or even unprecedented. Shaolin's unique knowledge is like a child playing tricks in front of him."

"It only took one day to get started with the palm technique, and half a day for the finger technique, and the body technique was realized on the spot. The little Vajra is not bad, and in front of him, it must be within the blink of an eye."

Having said that, Wu Chi clenched his fists tightly, his nails sank into his palms, and traces of blood flowed out from between his fingers.

"But that Shaolin genius, his heart... is cruel! After so many years of Yi Jin Jing, so many years of practice and chanting, he can still be possessed by a single thought and beat Master... into a useless person!"...

The golden body was raised up, and the fists were erected in front of him, just like the real Arhat in the world.

"Now, he is actually in everywhere, using the exercises taught by the master to do business in killing people! Originally the greatest pride of Shaolin, now he is Xiao Zizai, the greatest shame of Shaolin!"

Xiao Zizai's head drooped slightly, his smile didn't disappear, but there was an imperceptible bitterness in the original madness.

Bloodlust is his inner demon, and human nature cannot be changed.

"Little monk, you have to call senior brother."

"Go to hell!"

The Arhat Fist was like a giant fist, when it was swung, the Buddha body made of indestructible King Kong was also wrapped in a golden fist, and it struck Xiao Zizai fiercely.

Xiao Zizai received the fist with his palm, slightly raised his palm, and with the other hand condensed a more startling qi, and hit his Arhat Fist again.

bang bang

One strike, two bangs.

Wang was also slightly surprised and said:

"The Cracking Heart Palm, one of the Eight Dozens of Shaolin Divine Palms, is amazing. Fortunately, the Lu family came in time, otherwise I would have to lie here with you."

Zhuge Qing pursed his lips, not wanting to talk to Wang Ye at all.

"The Arhat Fist can exert such power, it's strong, but it's a pity..."

Xiao Zizai felt a little numbness in his hands, and the numbness disappeared when he waved his palms.

Wu Chi was even more uncomfortable. Xiao Zizai's eight strikes were completely different from what his brothers practiced against each other in the master's school.

The two palms seemed to have sharp blades that pierced the heart.

If it weren't for the support of King Kong Bubai, the fist would be bloody and bloody when the palm came down.

But instead of making Wu Chi fearful, it made him even more angry.

"Shen Zhang Ba Da is Shaolin's top school, you actually joined crooked ways in it, it is simply blasphemy!"

Xiao Zizai sighed and said:

"It's a pity, you are very talented, but you don't have the intention of hurting, which makes your moves soft. Shaolin just doesn't kill, but it's not that it doesn't hurt people. With your mentality, hitting a chicken is like a massage."

Xiao Zizai was very accurate at seeing people. The Arhat Fist just now seemed to be full of anger, but the attack range was much wider.

Facing palms together, the power could indeed make his palms a little numb.

But if Xiao Zizai didn't pick it up, Yun Qi's protective body blocked it, so it can be said that he was unharmed.