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"The Tubo Imperial Master actually dared to come to my Central Plains and speak nonsense. He really doesn't know what's good for him."

"That's right. You even dare to challenge Shaolin Temple. You really don't know your own limitations."

"Don't worry, this person will soon be defeated by our Central Plains martial arts masters."

When everyone present saw that the first person to come on stage was a Tibetan monk, they all showed expressions of indignation.

“Are the monks from the barbarian lands so arrogant?” A burly man leaped into the arena, looked at Jiumozhi with contempt and said, “I’m Xia Qing, and I’ll teach you a lesson on behalf of the martial artists in the Central Plains.”

"How dare anyone speak so arrogantly?"

Jiumozhi glanced at Xia Qing indifferently, and his words showed that he did not take Xia Qing seriously at all.

"Humph!"

Xia Qing snorted coldly, moved his body, and rushed towards Jiumozhi.

Facing Xia Qing who was rushing forward, Jiumozhi remained focused and motionless. He waited until Xia Qing rushed in front of him before he used his internal force and his figure instantly disappeared from Xia Qing's eyes.

What about people? !

Xia Qing suddenly realized that Jiumozhi had disappeared. He became very anxious and looked around blankly.

Whoosh!

A slight sound of wind was heard, and Xia Qing raised his head suddenly, only to see that Jiumozhi had jumped onto his head at some point, and dropped from the sky with one hand forming a palm.

Bang!Bang!Bang!

Jiumozhi sent out three lightning-fast palm strikes. The first palm strike hit Xia Qing's head hard. The moment the palm strike landed on the ground, the second and third palm strikes hit Xia Qing's chest at the same time.

boom!

Jiumozhi's powerful palm force instantly knocked Xia Qing out of the field. He vomited blood and collapsed to the ground. His internal organs were all shattered by Jiumozhi's three palms. After three breaths, his eyes rolled back and he died tragically on the spot.

After Jiumozhi killed Xia Qing, he glanced at the heroes present and said calmly, "Who else wants to come up and challenge me?"

"This Jiumozhi is so strong! I'm afraid he has already entered the realm of a Grandmaster."

"Although his cultivation is strong, he is unworthy of being a monk. He attacked so cruelly and killed Xia Qing directly."

"It is said that fists and feet have no eyes, but Jiumozhi's strength is obviously much stronger than Xia Qing. He wants to take someone's life with one strike. It is obviously intentional."

Seeing that Jiumozhi was highly skilled in martial arts and his attacks were extremely ruthless, everyone present at the scene dared to step forward to challenge him for a moment.

"How dare a mere barbarian come to my Great Ming and act so arrogantly!" With an angry shout, Yang Xiao, the Left Envoy of the Ming Cult, slowly stood up and walked to the arena: "Today, let me, Yang Xiao, experience the Tibetan martial arts."

Although Yang Xiao was aloof, unruly, cold and arrogant, he attached great importance to justice in the world. When he saw Jiumozhi showing off his power in the Central Plains martial arts world, he could not help but stand up.

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"So you are the Left Envoy of the Ming Cult. Please enlighten me."

At the moment when Yang Xiao walked out of the crowd, Jiumozhi had already keenly realized that Yang Xiao's cultivation was at least that of a master. He did not dare to be careless, and concentrated his mind, rushed towards Yang Xiao with great speed.

Yang Xiao looked indifferent, and suddenly activated the internal force in his Dantian. He flicked his right thumb and middle finger violently. With a "chi chi" sound, a small stone carrying sharp true energy flew towards Jiumozhi like an arrow from a string.

Magical power at the snap of a finger!

Whoosh!

The moment the stone flew over, Jiumozhi suddenly activated his internal force with his right hand, sucked up a leaf on the ground, pinched it between his fingers, and suddenly flicked it. The leaf shot out and whizzed towards the stone that Yang Xiao flicked out.

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Snapped!

A crisp sound was heard, and the stone shot by Yang Xiao was easily cut off by the leaves!

After the leaf cut through the stone, it continued to move forward, heading straight for Yang Xiao.

Yang Xiao's eyes narrowed slightly, and he clasped his hands in the air into a circle. A stream of white energy emerged from his palms, and then he pushed his hands forward. The energy wrapped around the leaves, causing them to rotate around him before suddenly shooting into the ground.

“The Flower-Picking Finger! How could that Tibetan monk possibly be able to use the Flower-Picking Finger, one of the 72 Shaolin Kung Fu skills!”

"What a powerful Flower Picking Finger. It's even stronger than the Finger Flicking Magical Skill used by the Ming Cult's Guangming Zuo."

"If Yang Xiao hadn't been able to use the Great Shift of the Universe, I'm afraid he would have been injured by this Flower-Picking Finger."

Zhang Wuji, who was standing in the audience, could tell at the moment Jiumozhi made his move that his cultivation was far superior to Yang Xiao's. He was probably already a late-stage Grandmaster, so he quickly warned him, "Yang Zuo Shi, be careful. This person has a high cultivation level, so you must not be careless."

Yang Xiao nodded in agreement, not daring to delay, and flew his hands up and down, rushing towards Jiumozhi.

"Well done!"

Jiumozhi laughed wildly and leaped towards Yang Xiao.

Bang!

With a loud bang, the two men put their four palms together, and their powerful internal energy instantly surged towards each other.

In an instant, a strong wind blew up in the field, causing sand and rocks to fly. The powerful cyclone forced those with weaker cultivation to close their eyes.

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Chapter 166: The shock of Shaolin Temple, Jiumozhi displays the Shaolin unique skills!

"As expected of the Left Envoy of Light, your internal strength is not bad."

Jiumozhi, who was in a stalemate with Yang Xiao, suddenly sneered and activated the internal force in his dantian.

In an instant, Yang Xiao felt that Jiumozhi's internal force was rushing into his body fiercely along his palm like a tsunami.

In a hurry, Yang Xiao quickly activated the Great Shift of the Universe. The yin and yang energies in his body instantly flowed out from all the blood orifices, entwining around Jiumozhi's powerful internal force, pulling Jiumozhi's internal force to rebound out.

“Great Shift of the Universe!” Jiumozhi smiled slightly, feeling the powerful internal force coming from his hand, and said calmly: “It’s a pity that your cultivation is not enough, and your level of Great Shift of the Universe is too shallow.”

The moment he finished speaking, the power in Jiumozhi's dantian rushed out with even more ferocious force, heading straight into Yang Xiao's body.

Bang!

A muffled sound "six eight zero" came out from Yang Xiao's body. Jiumozhi's internal force, which was like a volcanic eruption, instantly devoured the yin and yang energies in Yang Xiao's body with a devastating force, and exploded violently in Yang Xiao's body.

thump!

After the powerful internal force burst out, Yang Xiao was blown into the air like a kite with a short string, and fell heavily to the ground, with blood slowly flowing out of his mouth.

"Yang Zuo Shi!"

Upon seeing this, Zhang Wuji rushed to Yang Xiao worriedly, put his hand on Yang Xiao's chest, and used the Nine Yang Manual to treat Yang Xiao's internal injuries.

"How is it possible! Although Jiumozhi is strong, Yang Xiao, the Left Envoy of the Ming Cult, has long been promoted to the Grandmaster level. Yet, he was defeated so easily."

"No wonder this person dared to challenge Shaolin Temple. It turns out he really has the ability."

"The cultivation level of this demon monk from the Western Regions is probably already at the late Grandmaster level. It's really terrifying."

"If that's the case, then only Master Zhang from Wudang can defeat this evil monk from the Western Regions."

"I didn't expect that the martial arts conference had just begun, and this evil monk from the Western Regions had forced all the heroes in the world to not dare to take action."

Seeing Jiumozhi easily defeat Yang Xiao, all the martial artists were shocked by his powerful strength. They all looked at Zhang Sanfeng, the immortal-looking man in the Wudang camp, and still regarded him as their last hope.

Whoosh!

Just when everyone was hoping that Zhang Sanfeng would take action, an elegant man with a sword suddenly jumped out from the crowd. It was Murong Fu.

Murong Fu, who had been watching the battle at Changbian, was secretly delighted when he saw Jiumozhi display his prowess. As long as he defeated Jiumozhi, he would be able to seize the position of leader of the martial arts world and establish prestige among the martial arts heroes of the Central Plains. When the time comes, he can raise his arm and call for the heroes to respond, and the revival of Dayan will be just around the corner.

"How dare you, a little demon monk from the Western Regions, show off your power here? I, Gusu Murongfu, will teach you a lesson."

The moment Murong Fu finished speaking, he drew the long sword from his waist and rushed towards Jiumozhi like lightning.

clang!clang!clang!

In the blink of an eye, Murong Fu stabbed out three times in succession, but Jiumozhi remained calm, with his palms continuing to fly. Every time Murong Fu was about to stab him, he would slap the sword with his palms, causing a crisp sound of metal clashing.

When Master Kongzhi, who was watching the fight from the audience, saw Jiumozhi use the Great Vajra Palm, his face was filled with astonishment, and he murmured, "Great Vajra Palm."

Master Kongzhi could hardly believe his eyes. You know, the Vajra Palm was learned by only Abbot Xuanci in Shaolin for over a hundred years!

However, before Master Kongzhi could finish his surprise, Murong Fu and Jiumozhi had already exchanged more than ten moves on the field.

I saw that Jiumozhi's palms kept hitting Murong Fu's long sword with the power of Vajra Palm. In a short period of time, the long sword in Murong Fu's hand had already appeared cracks.

Murong Fu had a calm expression, and the long sword in his hand slashed at Jiumozhi's vital points one after another without stopping. His sword skills were unpredictable, like flowing clouds and water.

Whoosh!

Suddenly, the moment Murong Fu's toes touched the ground, his figure was as graceful as a startled wild goose. He hooked one foot backwards, and his body shot up horizontally from the ground. He held the long sword tightly in his right hand and stabbed it straight into Jiumozhi's throat.

Dragons and phoenixes playing around!

This move is the killer move of Murong's family sword technique. Not only is it extremely fast, but the figure also changes unpredictably when moving, making it difficult to capture its trajectory.

Jiumozhi's eyes moved slightly, he was startled, and he activated the Xiao Wuxiang Gong, floating back nimbly. At the moment when the sword tip was approaching his body, the internal force in his dantian suddenly roared out, and he urged the Vajra Palm with both hands and clasped them together, fiercely clamping the long sword in Murong Fu's hand.

clang!

A clear sound exploded in everyone's eardrums. The long sword in Murong Fu's hand finally couldn't bear the heavy burden and was hit hard by Jiumozhi's Vajra Palm, turning into iron filings flying in the air.

"It's smashed! Jiumozhi's palm power is so terrifying!"

"It's a pity that the sword in Murong Fu's hand is just an ordinary one. If it was a divine weapon, this sword would have killed Jiumozhi just now."

"Murong Fu's strength has increased a lot. He has actually entered the late stage of Grandmaster." Qiao Feng was slightly shocked when he saw Murong Fu and Jiumozhi fighting back and forth. It might not be easy for him to defeat Murong Fu now.

What Qiao Feng didn't know was that in the battle of Xingzilin, Murong Fu, under the guidance of Murong Bo, had a great breakthrough in his state of mind and entered the late stage of Grandmaster.

However, just when everyone was regretting that Murong Fu did not have a magical weapon, something strange happened again on the scene.

After the long sword in Murong Fu's hand was smashed by Jiumozhi, he suddenly bent his right fingers into claws and grabbed fiercely. The broken swords in the sky were suddenly entangled by a strange green energy, and a burst of sword intent burst out like raindrops and madly enveloped Jiumozhi.

Five Tigers Breaking Door Sword!

Murong Fu's martial arts were extremely complex, integrating the unique skills of hundreds of schools, and the Five Tigers Breaking Door Sword he used at this time was one of them.

Whoosh!Whoosh!Whoosh!

At the moment when the broken swords were flying all over the sky, Jiumozhi suddenly shouted loudly, and the true energy in his dantian spread throughout his body under the stimulation of the Xiao Wuxiang Gong. In the surprised eyes of everyone, Jiumozhi's whole body was filled with a faint golden light.

Ding!Ding!Ding!

The moment the shattered swords whistled towards Jiumozhi's body, countless sparks flew out, but they were unable to penetrate Jiumozhi's body at all.

"The magical power of indestructibility!"

Master Kongzhi looked stupidly at Jiumozhi on the field as he once again used the Vajra Indestructible Divine Skill, one of the 72 Shaolin unique skills, and was extremely shocked. One should know that the 72 Shaolin unique skills are the supreme skills of Shaolin and are never passed on to outsiders. However, Jiumozhi in front of him used the 72 Shaolin unique skills again and again, and he could not help but be surprised.

At the same time, a carriage was slowly approaching from the foot of Shaoshi Mountain.

"Chen Xiaolan, the Shaolin Temple seems to be very lively. Before I even got there, I could hear the noise of people and the sound of internal forces constantly colliding."

"Is it lively?" Chen Xiaonian smiled strangely, raised his head and looked at the Shaolin Temple on the mountain and said, "It will be more lively when I get up there."

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Chapter 167: Murong Fu defeated Jiumozhi, Jiumozhi alienated the heroes

"Murong in the south, Qiao Feng in the north, your strength is indeed worthy of the reputation."

When Jiumozhi was speaking, the golden light on his body dissipated, and he stomped his feet on the ground. With a "pop" sound, the stone slabs on the ground cracked. Under the powerful force bursting out, Jiumozhi's palms continuously exhaled true energy to kill Murong Fu.

Snapped!Snapped!Snapped!

Suddenly, the sound of two people fighting could be heard from the field. In just over twenty moves, Jiumozhi used the "Shadow-like Kick", "Tara Finger Technique", "Burning Wood Sword Technique", "Great Wisdom Unfixed Finger", "Trouble-Removing Finger", "Nirvana Grab" and "Indra Grab" in succession, and used six or seven Shaolin magic skills to attack Murong Fu who had lost his sword.

Facing Jiumozhi's dazzling Shaolin skills, Murong Fu did not show any weakness, and used "Three Secret Moves of the Back Mountain", "Fisherman's Hook Method", "Western Xia Bounce Leg Fast Punch", "Twelve-Way Tan Leg", "Powerful Eagle Claw" and other skills to deal with him.

When the two figures intersected, they each showed their strengths, and they kept fighting each other with new moves like walking martial arts secrets.

"Does Jiumozhi's martial arts talent still look like that of a human? He can actually use so many of the Shaolin 72 unique skills."

"It is already very difficult to master one of the 20 Shaolin unique skills. Even Master Xuancheng, the legendary best master of Shaolin Temple in the past years, only mastered unique skills. He is known as the Thirteen-Unique Monk. He is the first person in Shaolin Temple in more than years to master so many unique skills."

"And this Jiumozhi seems to be showing off his skills on purpose, as if he wants to demonstrate all 72 Shaolin unique skills one by one."

"That Murong Fu is no ordinary person either. The martial arts he used are no less than Jiumozhi's 72 Shaolin Kung Fu skills. He is truly a collection of the miscellaneous knowledge of hundreds of schools."

The spectators were shocked to see Murong Fu and Jiumozhi constantly using various martial arts secrets in the arena. You know, even the simplest kung fu is extremely difficult to integrate into actual combat like the two of them, not to mention that the two of them have hardly used the same kung fu so far.

"Where on earth did Jiumozhi learn all these seventy-two unique skills of the Dalin Sect? And it seems that he has really learned them all."

Master Kongzhi, who was watching from the sidelines, was shocked and angry when he saw Jiumozhi continuously using the 72 Shaolin unique skills.

What was shocking was that the number of the 72 Shaolin unique skills that Jiumozhi had mastered was far beyond his imagination. Even Master Kongzhi himself had only learned eleven of the 72 Shaolin unique skills, which was already comparable to his predecessors. But Jiumozhi now used more than eleven, perhaps twenty or thirty.

What made him angry was that Jiumozhi had learned the 72 Shaolin unique skills from nowhere, and he thought to himself that someone might have stolen the martial arts secrets of the 72 Shaolin unique skills.