Usually, when practicing in Shaomu Mountain, Yandu's powerful Vajra palm is all towards the stone, and there are palm prints everywhere on that mountain wall, not only Yandu's, but also those left by other Shaolin masters who practice martial arts.

The Mighty Vajra palm is one of the strongest and most powerful palms in Shaolin.

Yandu has been cultivating for several years, although he has not been able to cultivate to the consummation realm, but he has almost achieved great success, condensing Vajra Gang Qi, and his power has doubled.

Now, there is no way to break Jiang Zhenwu's body defense?

There is no luck, there is no body protection true qi, it is the simple body itself, and it is hard to resist the strong Vajra palm!

Yandu was stunned for a moment, his hands still patting Jiang Zhenwu's chest, his eyes were full of incredulity and horror.

The other people around also quieted down, and their eyes looked at Jiang Zhenwu, as if their eyes were like X-rays, to analyze Jiang Zhenwu's body thoroughly, to see if this body was made of meat or alloy metal.

"One move!"

Jiang Zhenwu's faint voice made everyone sober up.

Yandu also woke up in an instant, immediately put away his shocking thoughts, hurriedly took a step back, and when he looked at Jiang Zhenwu again, the previous contempt and disdain disappeared, and all that was left was dignified, unprecedented seriousness, and said in a deep voice: "I didn't expect President Jiang's inner family to be so powerful, and the poor monk admired it!"

Only when you have truly experienced it yourself can you know this kind of power.

Jiang Zhenwu still looked at Yandu with a condescending attitude, his expression was still calm, and only two clear palm prints were left on the clothes on his chest, indicating what really happened just now.

"Two more tricks!"

Jiang Zhenwu just emphasized that there are two more tricks.

Yandu's expression was serious, and his eyes were firmly fixed on Jiang Zhenwu's body, as if he was looking for a flaw.

No matter what kind of horizontal kung fu you practice, it is impossible to perfect the cultivation of the body, there will always be some flaws, or it is like a light in the iron cloth shirt.

He believed that Jiang Zhenwu's body also had such flaws.

Take a deep breath.

Yandu's feet changed a horse step pile method again, his body tilted slightly, and the whole person turned into a spear as sharp as a spear, full of indomitable murderous aura.

It's like the breath of Xingyi fist.

However, the young masters of the several major sects present were well-informed and knew that this was not Xingyi Fist.

Although Xingyi Quan also has a lineage in Shaolin, known as Xinyi Liuhe Fist, Shaolin claims that this is the most authentic inheritance of Xingyi!

However, what Yandu is exerting at this moment is definitely not Xingyi Fist, but a Shaolin peerless school similar to the indomitable momentum of Xingyi Fist.

One Finger Zen!

One-finger meditation is a kind of fingering technique that condenses all the strength of the whole body into one finger, which is as hard as steel and sharp at the same time, and is a powerful secret method that breaks through the face with points.

Any horizontal practice of kung fu will be a huge test when facing Shaolin one-finger Zen!

Because, no matter how powerful the horizontal practice of kung fu, there is also a limit to endurance.

The core trick of One Finger Zen is to break the limit of the opponent's horizontal defense secret method, and break the surface with points, so as to destroy the opponent's entire defense and defeat the opponent.

"It's such a strong one-finger Zen, Yandu has been practicing this Shaolin secret method for at least ten years!"

Yang Yu looked at the momentum of Yandu's shot and the change in his breath, and said speculatively.

Liao Yongguang, who has been watching the play quietly, also said: "The cultivation of one-finger Zen is not a day or two days, and it is difficult to achieve success without more than ten years of hard work. Yandu's cultivation of that finger is as strong as King Kong, it is impossible not to have fifteen years, it can be said that all his cultivation is on this finger. ”

Yang Yu looked at Jiang Zhenwu who was standing there with some concern for some reason, wondering if he could resist the one-finger Zen that Yandu had cultivated for more than ten years?

Shi Jingheng, Wang Zhiyang, Zhang Qianhu and others also watched the fight between the two with expectant expressions.

With Jiang Zhenwu's experience of resisting the Yandu Mighty Vajra Palm with his body just now, now they don't dare to express their opinions at will, for fear of being slapped in the face like just now.

Although, they don't think that there is anyone in the younger generation who can resist the one-finger Zen of Yandu with their bodies!

But what if?

What if Jiang Zhenwu can?

There's always a what-if, isn't it?

This moment.

Yandu shot again.

Because Jiang Zhenwu said that he would only stand still and be beaten, he would not fight back, so Yandu had plenty of time to prepare to shoot at the peak moment.

Therefore, he just talked for more than a minute just about the horse's step accumulation and breath adjustment, and then suddenly made a move.

I saw him rush out in one step, like an arrow from the string, the moment he stepped on the earth with his feet, he borrowed from the earth, and once again through the secret method of waist force, the power of the whole body was condensed on the index finger of the right hand, the right hand stretched out straight, one hand clenched into a fist, leaving only the front finger of the index finger, like an immortal pointing the way!

However, everyone could clearly hear the piercing sound of breaking through the air.

Yandu's right index finger pierced the air like the sharpest steel spear, and the tip of the finger condensed a layer of invisible light, which was also condensed to the extreme.

"With one finger of Zen in such a realm, Yandu is only afraid that he will have to cultivate to the realm of perfection, and the immortals will show the way, and the golden ...... Even if it's really a body of steel, he will poke a hole out of it with his finger!"

Zhang Qianhu said with a slightly solemn face, very jealous of this move in his heart.

This trick of the immortal guiding the way has reached a level that can challenge him.

The other people also looked serious and solemn, obviously they didn't expect that this trick that Yandu used to show was so powerful.

I'm afraid that in the entire Shaolin, except for the older generation of masters who practice one-finger Zen, among the younger generation of Shaolin disciples, I am afraid that no one has reached such a state in the attainment of one-finger Zen.

A finger to gold!

In a flash.

Everyone only felt a flash of light.

That bit of golden light came to Jiang Zhenwu's body, and the immortal pointed the way, pointing at Jiang Zhenwu's chest.

It's still a vital point in the chest!

Yandu obviously has no intention of sparing hands and showing mercy.

This point, others are so pointed on the chest, I am afraid that they will die on the spot, pierced through the heart, there is no luck.

Yang Yu and Wen Li both looked a little unbearable, and slightly turned their gazes, not wanting to see the possible picture of blood splattering......

The next moment.

Yandu's immortal guidance was precisely on Jiang Zhenwu's heart, and with a popping sound, Jiang Zhenwu's chest was sunken in an arc with a visible amplitude.

However, Yandu's fingers couldn't move forward any longer, and he couldn't point to Jiang Zhenwu's flesh and body!

He felt as if his finger had been on the cotton, and although he could press the cotton out of a depression, it could not hurt the cotton in the slightest.

"This ......"

Yandu looked at Jiang Zhenwu again in horror.

His finger is gold, but he can pierce a steel plate one centimeter thick.

Jiang Zhenwu's body is stronger than a centimeter-thick steel plate?

"How is this possible!"

Yandu felt that his three views were about to collapse.

And, he had huge doubts about himself!

Call......

Jiang Zhenwu also exhaled softly, and a tingling pain in his heart constantly stimulated his nerves, but that was all.

The fierce and sharp qi on the finger gold was absorbed and dissolved by his body, and only a little bit of the strength transmitted to the heart was left, but even so, it made him very stinging, and after the breath worked, it disappeared.

It can be said that Yandu's move of immortal guidance is absolutely powerful.

If he could continue to prick his heart five times in a row, he was afraid that his heart would also be pierced, and he would not be able to withstand the continuous point-breaking surface stabs.

"One more trick!"

Jiang Zhenwu looked at Yandu and said calmly again.

He looked light and breezy, as if the finger meditation of Yandu just now had no effect on him.

The people around him also frowned deeply!

Yandu's junior brother Yan Cheng's eyes widened even more, looking like he had seen a ghost, and his fists were clenched.

"Me!"

Yandu took two steps back, widened the distance between him and Jiang Zhenwu, his expression was decadent, and he wanted to say something, but his mood was extremely complicated all of a sudden, and he couldn't speak.

These two moves are already his two strongest attack moves.

One move is a strong Vajra palm, one move is a finger to the Zen immortal to guide the way!

Whether it's a head-on fight or breaking the opponent's strong defense to break the surface, it's not a problem.

However, these two moves had no effect on Jiang Zhenwu!

Jiang Zhenwu resisted two moves with his own body, his foot did not move the next step, and there was no external injury, as for whether there were internal injuries, I don't know.

"Senior brother!"

Yeonseung stepped forward.

Yandu pressed Yancheng's hand, looked at Jiang Zhenwu, took a deep breath again, forcibly suppressed the many decadence and disappointment in his heart, as well as some desperate emotions, put his hands together with a pale face, and said in a low voice: "Amitabha, the poor monk admits defeat, President Jiang's horizontal practice of kung fu makes the poor monk admire!"

A smile of unknown meaning overflowed at the corner of Jiang Zhenwu's mouth, and said, "What, isn't there another trick?"

Yandu shook his head with a wry smile and said: "The two moves just now are already the poor monk's full effort, even if there are ten more moves, the result is the same, the poor monk will not be ugly, he is losing in the next, and he is at the disposal of the donor." ”

As he spoke, Yandu stood there as if I was at your disposal and didn't move!

Jiang Zhenwu smiled and said, "I won't deal with you either, I only ask for a little." ”

Yandu said in a low voice: "President Jiang, but it doesn't hurt to say it!"

Jiang Zhenwu said lightly: "I only ask that you Shaolin disciples leave Zhonghai immediately, and you will never be able to step into my Zhonghai in the future!"

The expressions of the two brothers Yandu and Yancheng changed instantly, and they were both a little pale and extremely ugly.

Jiang Zhenwu is going to expel their Shaolin disciples directly, which is simply a slap in the face of Chi Guoguo, which is even more ugly than the two Wudang left before.

After all, no one else was present when the two Wudang left at that time.

And now Yandu and Yancheng were directly expelled by Jiang Zhenwu in front of several other major sects.

This was a huge blow to Shaolin's reputation.

They couldn't imagine how they could go back to Shaolin under such tremendous pressure.

"Chairman Jiang ......"

Yandu still wanted to speak.

Jiang Zhenwu directly interrupted him and said, "Okay, I'm what I'm asking for, if you're willing to gamble and lose, then execute, if you want to cheat, then whatever you want!"

Yandu fell silent for a moment.

However, Yan Cheng finally couldn't help it, stepped forward and stared at Jiang Zhenwu and shouted in a deep voice: "Jiang Zhenwu, you are not qualified to give orders to our Shaolin disciples!"

"Huh!"

Jiang Zhenwu sneered.

didn't continue to talk nonsense, his figure flashed, and he also took one step, and in the blink of an eye, he came to Yan Cheng's body, and a punch burst out, smashing through the air, and there was a bang in the air.

The aura of the mountains rushed towards Yancheng.

Yan Cheng's expression changed greatly, but he didn't expect Jiang Zhenwu to say that he would do it, and he didn't care about the face of so many people present.

He immediately put his hands in front of him, and quickly retreated under his feet.

However, how could he retreat faster than Jiang Zhenwu's fist?

In the blink of an eye.

Jiang Zhenwu had already deceived himself into front of him, and his fist landed directly on Yan Cheng's chest, smashed on his hands and arms, and then pushed to his chest, making a crisp click, which was the sound of bones shattering.

Yan Cheng only felt as if he had been hit by a speeding train, his body flew upside down on the spot, the bones of his hands were shattered, at least three ribs in his chest were broken, his viscera was touched by a trace of the bed, a large mouthful of blood spilled out in the air, and his mind was blank!

There are only two words left in Yancheng's heart, so strong!

Jiang Zhenwu's strength is beyond his imagination.

"Senior brother!"

Yan Du exclaimed, and hurriedly rushed out to catch Yan Chengfei's body with both hands.

However, Yan Cheng's body contains an incomparably powerful and heavy mountain power that erupts for the second time, and the impact of Yan Du cannot withstand it, plus the consumption is very large after the two moves just now, so he also spit blood on the spot, and with Yan Cheng falling to the ground together, the two brothers are extremely embarrassed and miserable.

It's quiet all around!

Jiang Zhenwu looked at Yandu and Yancheng, and said lightly: "So, are you planning to play tricks, your skills are not as good as others, and then you will use strong words to cheat, hehe, Shaolin disciples, that's just it!"

Yandu and Yancheng were angry again, and a mouthful of blood overflowed from the corner of their mouths.

"President Jiang is serious!"

Yandu hurriedly said: "The poor monk naturally dares to gamble, and he is naturally willing to gamble and lose, the conditions proposed by President Jiang will be fulfilled by me and my junior brother, and our senior brother and sister will leave Zhonghai immediately, and will never set foot in Zhonghai again!"

He was talking about the two brothers, not Shaolin.

Jiang Zhenwu smiled: "Okay, although you secretly change the concept, but I don't bother to bother with you, then you can go!"

Yandu still had the strength to get up, and then helped his junior brother Yancheng up, Yancheng stared at Jiang Zhenwu deadly, and turned around and left with his senior brother Yandu!

The scene fell silent.

Yang Yu, Liao Yongguang, and Xue Yuhua looked at Jiang Zhenwu's figure with their eyes shining, such a young master, they really saw it for the first time!

Jiang Nan and Chen Jia, the two girls, also looked excited, and they couldn't wait to go up and fight side by side with Jiang Zhenwu.

Jiang Zhenwu looked at the others with extraordinary momentum, his eyes swept over Shi Jingheng, Wang Zhiyang, Jiang Tianhe, Zhang Qianhu, Wen Li, and said, "Next, who is next?"

Several people fell silent and looked at each other, but no one came out to talk.

The strength that Jiang Zhenwu showed just now suppressed them, and he used his physical body to resist the powerful Vajra palm and the one-finger Zen, and his ability to resist attacks was definitely at the level of metamorphosis and metamorphosis.

None of them dared to say that their attack ability surpassed Yandu's Mighty Vajra Palm and One-Finger Zen, so wouldn't it mean that they couldn't break Jiang Zhenwu's defense?

At the same time, the punch that Jiang Zhenwu attacked Yan Cheng just now, the momentum was also extremely terrifying, Yan Cheng was seriously injured without even fighting back, the bones of his hands were broken, his ribs were broken, and Yan Du was also hit with some internal injuries!

Offensive and defensive!

The strength is beyond their imagination.

In the face of Jiang Zhenwu, they all had absolute confidence.

Jiang Zhenwu looked at a few people, and immediately laughed and said: "It seems that it's all rubbish! I'm not targeting Shaolin just now, I mean, everyone present is rubbish!"