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"Dare to ask Master Xuancheng, if someone cuts me down with a knife, I'm just assuming, you don't have to stare at me like that, do you believe in Buddhism?" Although Song Qing's voice was not loud, it clearly entered the ears of everyone in the field, and the few people who realized this smacked their tongues one after another.

"Where did we talk about just now, oh, Master Xuancheng was cut down with a knife, Shaolin Temple wants to take revenge, is it looking for the person who used the knife, or is it looking for the knife?" Song Qing continued.

Xuan Ci frowned slightly, and subconsciously replied: "Of course, I am looking for someone who uses a knife." ”

"That's right!" Song Qing slapped his palms, "There is no good or evil in the weapon itself, the key lies in the person who uses the weapon." The same is true for moves, moves are dead, people are alive, and the purpose of both sides is to win, since the purpose is the same, how can there be a distinction between the inferior and the superior?"

"Strong words!" Xuan Ci was speechless for a while, and finally couldn't help but snort coldly.

Hearing Song Qing's words, Gu Mozhi finally breathed a sigh of relief, he may not have known that Song Qing was just quibbling, but no matter how ridiculous the other party said, at least it was a reason, right? What he needed now was just an excuse. see

Affected by Song Qing's insinuating words, Xuan Cheng's heart surged with anger, and his actions were inevitably obscure.

Gu Mozhi's heart is bright, the opponent's martial arts are not under him, as long as he defends a few flaws with all his strength, no matter how brilliant his moves are, in the end it will be in vain.

Suddenly thinking of something, Gu Mozhi couldn't help but move in his heart, and the move that attacked Xuan Cheng's eyes was a little more ruthless.

Xuan Cheng sneered secretly when he saw it, thinking to himself As long as I hold the portal, how can you attack no matter how ruthless you are?

Seeing the other party's plan, a cruel smile flashed at the corner of Gu Mozhi's mouth, and suddenly his palm sank, his hands probed sharply, and he had grabbed Xuancheng's fist, which was a move in the Shaolin stunt "Dragon Claw Gong", holding Xuancheng's little finger in his left hand, holding his thumb in his right hand, and his luck was rushing upward, intending to break his two fingers immediately.

It turned out that Gu Mozhi's attack on Xuan Cheng's eyes was fake, and it was true to attack his little finger, although the other party was not bad for Vajra, but Gu Mozhi thought that he could concentrate his whole body to beat the other party's two fingers, and it was impossible not to hurt him

Xuan Cheng's two fingers were struggling, and when his fingers were in severe pain, he naturally used the "Dragon Claw Skill", turned his right wrist in a small circle, turned over, and grabbed Gu Mozhi's left wrist.

As soon as Gu Mozhi grabbed his hand, he was overjoyed, but he didn't expect that the other party's hand would suddenly give birth to a general strange force, and he took his wrist instead, and he couldn't help but feel a pang in his heart, only to feel that his left wrist was like being trapped in an iron hoop, and he could no longer break free.

Xuan Cheng was frightened into a cold sweat, fortunately, the other party used the dragon claw skill, and he happened to have a profound dragon claw skill, and he was familiar with the advantages and defects of each move and style, so he could hold the opponent's wrist when he was lightning, otherwise he might not be able to keep his two fingers.

There is only one line of competition between masters, Xuan Cheng did not let go of this golden opportunity, and took advantage of the situation to grab the Gumo Zhi Pulse Gate, as long as the other party's pulse gate is controlled, no matter how high the Jiu Mo Zhi martial arts are, he can only be slaughtered by others.

However, Xuan Cheng's face quickly changed greatly, and before he could restrain Gu Mozhi's veins, a huge force suddenly came from the other party's wrist, which shook his tiger mouth with a tingling pain.

Seeing that he was about to be unable to hold the opponent's wrist, Xuan Cheng had no choice but to give up the opponent's pulse and concentrate on locking the opponent's hand, after all, Gu Mozhi's endless and indiscriminate moves made him jealous, as long as he restrained the opponent's hand, he could abolish most of his exquisite moves.

Gu Mozhi three times failed to break free, can't help but be horrified, although his wrist was caught, the force is inconvenient, but to meet the general master, I have already cracked the other party's mouth these few times, this Xuancheng is known as the first person in Shaolin in two hundred years, and it really deserves its name!

Gu Mozhi knew that he was grabbed by Xuan Cheng like this, and the next situation was very unfavorable to him, so he hurriedly turned his right hand into a palm and slashed Xuan Cheng's wrist obliquely, trying to break free from the other party's restraints.

He was in a hurry, but he didn't expect to make the Shaolin faction martial arts again, and this split was already his Tubo's own stunt flame knife!

Feeling the faint knife qi on the edge of the opponent's palm, it was no longer the familiar Shaolin martial arts, Xuan Cheng felt a pang in his heart, and he didn't dare to support the big King Kong without knowing the details of the other party's magic skills, and the palm of his hand was used continuously, it was the deepest palm of Shaolin, and the opponent's powerful attacks were resolved one by one.

The two of them fought hand-to-hand, their breathing could be heard, and they both bent their elbows when they came out of their palms, and each palm was only seven or eight inches away, but although they were close, the palm power was still extremely strong.

Gu Mozhi applauded, and the monks all felt that this palm force was like a knife, and the cold invaded the body, as if they had reached the top of the high mountain, and the wind was blowing on all sides. The monks of Shaolin Temple who are of lower rank, the people of the Songshan faction couldn't stand it at first, and shrank back one by one and stood against the wall. The monks of Shaolin Xuanzi, Kongzi, and Fangzi are not afraid of the invasion of palm power, but they also resist with their own internal forces, and they can't help but admire Xuancheng when they can resolve such a fierce offensive one by one.

Song Qing shook his head secretly, although the power of Gu Mozhi's palm is getting more and more powerful, but the most powerful thing about the flame knife is the formless and phaseless volley knife qi, now that Gu Mozhi has a clear goal, the knife momentum has traces, and it has lost its unpredictable essence, such a flame knife is at best just a strengthened version of the wood-burning knife method, and it is naturally not difficult for Xuan Cheng to deal with it.

Seeing that the two of them fought with each other for dozens of moves, they were deadlocked, Song Qing couldn't help but move in his heart, at this time, as long as he hit lightly, he could take Xuancheng's life, and as long as he made a secret move, he was not afraid of being seen, anyway, there was a black pot on the back of Gu Mozhi, and the people of Shaolin Temple would only be Xuan Cheng could not support it, and he would be defeated and the hand of Gu Mozhi.

And Gu Mozhi has a very good face, if he can kill the first person in Shaolin for two hundred years, thinking of the reputation he can get later, even if he knows that it is a black cauldron, he will never break it.

Song Qing's fingers moved slightly, and a wisp of invisible sword qi shot towards Xuan Cheng's shoulder and neck acupoints, the other party has King Kong is not bad to protect the body, this time it will not be fatal, but Xuan Cheng is fighting with Gu Mo to the critical moment, and the true qi in the body is delayed by this, and he will be seriously injured if he does not die.

Suddenly, a figure flashed in front of Song Qing, and the wisp of sword qi happened to shoot into his body, but the result was that Song Qing smacked his tongue, and his sword qi that could be divided into gold and broken stones didn't even pierce the other party's clothes. For mobile phone users, please visit wènhttp://mnet

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