The internal power of this Buddha horn is incomparably strong, but it is no less than the roar of the lion of the Buddha Gate, and everyone in the inn only felt that their hearts trembled, and even masters such as the Golden Wheel Dharma King were also calm, looking at the door of the inn with vigilance.

The second elder of Xuan Ming also stopped attacking, frowned and turned back to be on guard, although Li Mochou was able to get out, his pink face became whiter than just now.

Soon a big monk in a yellow robe walked in with a Zen staff, this person will be middle-aged next year, but his face is like a crown of jade, his appearance is dignified, a pair of phoenix eyes are not angry and self-assured, and his bearing makes everyone in the inn heartbroken.

"I don't know what the master has to teach him?" Although Lu Zhuke was a little afraid of this monk, he consciously joined forces with his junior brother, and there were very few people in the world who could contend with him, and he was interrupted by the other party, so his words were quite polite.

A trace of anger flashed in the eyes of the great monk, but it quickly disappeared without a trace, and he said with a Buddha call in his eyes: "I don't dare to give teaching, but this female benefactor besieged by two donors, the poor monk has been searching for many days, and I hope that the two will make it convenient for the poor monk to subdue this female demon." ”

"Senior brother, I have heard for a long time that there is dirt and dirt hidden in the Buddhism of Middle Earth, and now when I see it, it really deserves its reputation. Hebi Weng smiled, squeezed his eyebrows and looked at the great monk, "This master won't see this Taoist aunt who is handsome, and he will also move his heart." Monks with Taoist aunts, nuns with Taoist priests, wonderful, wonderful, hahaha......"

The deer stick guest also laughed cooperatively, and the big monk opposite turned pale and shouted in a deep voice: "Bah! ”

The second elder Xuan Ming was not annoyed, and said with a smile: "Great monk, everything must be talked about first-come, first-come, first-come, this beautiful Taoist aunt is the first to see, we brothers have a lot, and it is not impossible to share your piece of the pie later, but it is the great monk who rushes to cut in line." ”

Li Mochou's face was full of anger, if an ordinary man dared to speak so foul language to her, she would have let her survive and die. But now, whether it is the second elder of Xuan Ming or the great monk, her martial arts are far above her, and she can only wait and see what happens.

"Full of foul language, the so-called Buddha's anger also wants to be a lion's roar, the poor monk is not talented, I really can't restrain the anger in my heart......" The big monk raised his eyebrows upside down, muttered to himself, and everyone in the inn could only vaguely hear some fragments, only to see him suddenly raise his hand, and a hot true qi shot out of his sleeve.

The martial arts practiced by the two elders of Xuan Ming were extremely afraid of this kind of Yang True Qi, and they did not dare to take the call directly, so they hurriedly dodged to both sides, leaving a circle of scorched black traces in the place where they had originally stood.

"Wuxiang robbery finger?" Seeing the big monk make a move, Song Qingshu sighed lightly, Wuxiang robbery refers to Shaolin mastery, in addition to Shaolin Xuanbei Master, there is only Tubo Gu Mozhi left, and Master Xuanbei died at the hands of Gu Mozhi in Dali Body Ring Temple, so who is this big monk in front of him?

"Finger of the Phaseless Tribulation!" "The two elders of Xuan Ming have been crisscrossing the rivers and lakes for many years, and they naturally know the martial arts mastery, and when they saw the great monk use Shaolin stunts, they couldn't help but be secretly frightened, and their tone was also respectful, far less presumptuous than just now, "Dare to ask the master's name, which senior monk of Shaolin Temple is it?"

The great monk snorted, the two elders of Xuan Ming were the top masters at a glance, and now they are respectful, and they are quite useful in their hearts: "The poor monk's law is called Xuancheng." ”

"It turned out to be a senior monk of the Xuanzi generation!" Now the abbot of Shaolin Temple, Xuan Ci, the other party and the abbot are of the same generation, presumably the martial arts must not be weak, and the attitude of the two elders of Xuan Ming is even more respectful.

"Xuan Cheng?" On the contrary, the Golden Wheel Dharma King on the side was shocked, got up and asked, "Dare to ask the master, but the thirteen absolute monks who are known as the first person in martial arts in the two hundred years of Shaolin Temple?"

Reminded by the Golden Wheel Dharma King, the two elders suddenly remembered a legend in the martial arts, the seventy-two stunts of the Shaolin Temple are broad and profound, and it is good for ordinary people to be proficient in one of them in their lives.

Decades ago, Shaolin Xuanzi produced a martial arts wizard, actually learned thirteen unique arts, can be said to have not seen the ancients and not seen after the comer, known as the Shaolin Temple two hundred years of martial arts first person, known as the thirteen unique monks. It's just that there are rumors that his practice has gone mad and his martial arts have long been exhausted, could the person in front of him be him?

The great monk looked at the Golden Wheel Dharma King, a hint of color flashed in his eyes, and said: "I didn't expect that there are still people in the martial arts who remember the poor monk, good and good." ”

Seeing him admit it, the people in the inn had different expressions, and the guards such as the Eight Heroes of the Divine Arrow held their weapons one after another, concentrating on vigilance. The two elders of Xuan Ming glanced at each other and saw the other party's timidity. In recent years, King Jinlun has consciously ranked first in the world in martial arts, and he has an eager expression, but he is afraid that the first person in Xuancheng Shaolin Temple in two hundred years is too famous, and he does not dare to act rashly.

"The first person in Shaolin martial arts in two hundred years?" Song Qingshu sneered in his heart, "I don't believe that he is more powerful than a sweeping monk." "In the original book, the sweeping monk killed Xiao Yuanshan Murong Bo in seconds, defeated and retreated with one move, and he was able to deal with Qiao Feng and Murong Fu with ease, it was really a bug in the bug, Song Qingshu naturally didn't believe that this master Xuancheng would be more powerful than the sweeping monk.

"Xuancheng bald donkey, you chased me for thousands of miles along the way, what are you for!" Unlike the silence of the rest of the people, Li Mo said with hatred.

"Demon girl, you are a disaster for the rivers and lakes, killing innocents indiscriminately, and the poor monks are just eliminating harm for the people. Originally, according to the temperament of a poor monk, but the abbot's brother was merciful and ordered me to capture you and go back to Shaolin Temple, and I thought about it for the rest of my life, so I allowed you to escape several times, but this time it depends on where you are fleeing!" Master Xuancheng slammed the Zen staff to the ground, and the nearby floor shattered inch by inch.

During this time, Xuan Cheng has been chasing and killing Li Mochou, but because of Xuan Ci's decree, he can't kill him many times, so that Li Mochou took the opportunity to escape with his wonderful light skills, but Xuan Cheng has deep internal skills and can always hang her from afar. Although Li Mochou escaped temporarily, he wanted to get rid of him, but he couldn't.

"There are many people in the rivers and lakes who are unlucky, I, Li Mochou, will kill if I want to, can you help me and the stinky bald donkey?" Li Mochou had no fear on his face, which made everyone in the inn admire.

"Master Xuancheng, since you have old grudges, then our brothers will not mix, master, please take care of yourself. The second elder laughed dryly, quickly got out of the way, and returned to the vicinity of his teammates.

Xuan Cheng's eyes were fixed, and the two old men in front of him were not good people at first glance, but looking at their body shape and the method of breathing and breathing, they should not be weak hands, not to mention that the tall and thin monk beside them was unfathomable, and Xuan Cheng did not want to grow branches.

"Evil obstacles! You have killed dozens of Lu Zhanyuan's family, and you have killed innocents indiscriminately when you walked the rivers and lakes, and today the poor monk will do the right thing for the sky!" Xuan Cheng looked at Li Mochou and scolded angrily, waving his Zen staff to hit Li Mochou.

Song Qingshu in the distance could feel the innate qi on the Zen staff, and he was shocked: this great monk is known as the first person in Shaolin Temple's martial arts in two hundred years, but it is not all bragging, and I am afraid that no one in the entire Shaolin Temple can use the magic wand method so powerfully.

Xuan Cheng's blow was huge, Li Mochou naturally didn't dare to take it hard, and with a little tiptoe, he flashed to the side, and the tables and chairs in the place just now were quickly smashed by the Zen staff.

Xuan Cheng and Li Mochou have fought many times, and they had expected her to have this trick, the cumbersome Zen staff seemed to be psychic, with the help of the power of the ground shock, with a flick, like a maggot on the tarsal bone, chasing Li Mochou away.

Li Mochou saw that there was no way to avoid it, waved the dust and wrapped it around the Zen staff, and turned over and fell a few feet away. The flexible and slender waist made the men in the field drool.

"Tsk, it's going to be huge. Lu Zhuke licked his lips and felt that his body became hot, but he only dared to think in his heart that if he angered this great monk, it would be an unnecessary trouble.

Li Mochou naturally didn't know the dirty thoughts in the heart of the deer sticker, and looked at the trembling right hand with a pale face, although he escaped from Xuan Cheng's attack with ingenuity just now, but Xuan Cheng was not ambiguous, the Zen stick was shocked, and an invisible qi came, and the dust was shaken inch by inch, although Li Mochou let go early, but the tiger's mouth was still sour and numb, and I am afraid that he will not be able to fight again in a short time.

Li Mochou dared to fight, taking advantage of the distance between him and Xuan Cheng, he did not hesitate to carry the top light skills of the Tomb Sect and flew out of the window.

Xuancheng's martial arts are far higher than Li Mochou's, and he has always deeply minded that the other party has escaped from his hands several times, and he has already thought of a way to deal with it.

Accompanied by the terrible sound of the wind, the Zen staff came first, if Li Mochou continued to flee, I am afraid that he would not escape the fate of being hit by the Zen staff and seriously injured to death.

Li Mochou also knows this, but she has been rampant in the rivers and lakes for many years, relying not only on martial arts and poisonous needles, but also on her top combat awareness, she understands that as long as she hides, although she survives, she can no longer escape from Xuan Cheng's hands.

After weighing the pros and cons, Li Mochou decided to fight to bear the blow of the Zen staff, and also to take the opportunity to escape, so he didn't dodge or dodge, just hit the true qi on his back, waiting for the upcoming thunder blow.

Lu Zhuke gasped, with his eyesight, he could see that there was a huge difference between Li Mochou and Xuancheng's skills, Li Mochou was hit by this blow, and he was never lucky, and he couldn't help but feel sorry in his heart, he couldn't help but feel sorry for such a beautiful Taoist aunt, so he died like this. Of course, even if he had the heart to save him at this time, it would be too late.

Zhao Min on the side looked solemn, and Hua Zheng also showed unbearable expression, and they all watched the tragedy happen.

Sou!

When the Zen staff was about to hit Li Mochou's back, a chopstick shot out of nowhere, and collided with the Zen staff, and the chopsticks immediately shattered, but the Zen staff was affected by this, and it also deviated from the quasi-head, spinning and flying towards the window.

Li Mochou saw that the Zen stick that should have been behind him flew in front of him, he couldn't help but lose his face, his toes were a little, he stopped his body abruptly, and he turned over gracefully and fell to Song Qingshu's table, looking at each other suspiciously, only to see a handsome man pouring himself a drink, and the pair of chopsticks on the side of the bowl was just missing one, so he didn't know what was going on, and hugged his fists and thanked: "Thank you, Your Excellency, for your rescue." ”