Wukong and Wuhui, two young monks, also saluted the Changhe Taoist priest together: "The younger generation has seen the Changhe Taoist!"

Taoist Changhe didn't have any good feelings for the three monks, let go of his body, did not accept the gift of the two little monks, and said coldly: "Okay, Yong ask the bald donkey, there is no need to make these false things, you can directly explain your intentions." Starting tomorrow, my Wusheng Mountain will be closed for half a year, and I will not see any guests. ”

Yongwen and Wukong, and the three monks of Wuhui were all taken aback.

Because, they all know that before this, Wusheng Mountain has almost never closed the mountain for two thousand years, unlike Shaolin that closed the mountain for nearly a hundred years, and was closed by Wang Cheng last time.

This time, Yongwen took the two little monks down the mountain, but in fact, he had already taken the initiative to cancel the action of closing the mountain.

A trace of shame flashed in Yongwen's eyes, and he looked at Daoist Changhe and asked, "Changhe, do you want to close the mountain?"

Changhe was noncommittal, just looked at Yong with cold eyes!

Yongwen clasped his hands together and said in a low voice: "Amitabha, Changhe, that day, your apprentice Yuan Ding kicked the hall in the East China Sea and defeated my Shaolin Martial Arts Hall. Shaolin disciples' skills are not as good as others, and we have nothing to say. But I'm here today to ask for an explanation, to end the dispute between our Shaolin and your Wusheng Mountain ahead of schedule. ”

Changhe looked at Yong Wen coldly, and said in a deep voice, "Are you coming to the competition?"

Yongwen's eyes instantly bloomed, and he nodded: "Not bad, competition." I compare with you, Wukong, Wuhui and Yuan Ding. Whoever loses will never provoke a dispute again and admit that the other side is stronger!"

It seems that Shaolin Temple has been hit hard by Wang Cheng recently, and he plans to make a desperate bet and fight for the last chance.

Last time, Changhe took Wang Cheng to go up to Shaomu Mountain in person, and Wang Cheng broke the eighteen bronze people and the one hundred and eight Arhat arrays, beating the younger generation of Shaolin disciples without confidence, and even Wukong Monk was very powerless every time he thought of Wang Cheng.

A few days ago, Wang Cheng once again closed the Shaolin Martial Arts Hall for a few days, which also greatly reduced the prestige of the Shaolin Temple among the people.

Many people no longer regard Shaolin Temple as a faith, but Wang Cheng and Wushengshan as a faith, and all kinds of propaganda and film and television brainwashing in Shaolin Temple over the years are being counteracted.

As the first Dharma Hall and the nominal first master of Songshan Shaolin Temple, the Yongwen monk was also forced to come forward in person and come to Wusheng Mountain.

He knew that now that Wang Cheng was injured, it was a good time to defeat Wusheng Mountain in an all-round way, and even had the opportunity to directly abolish Wang Cheng and cut off the hope of Wusheng Mountain's rise.

Daoist Changhe took a deep breath, stared at Monk Yongwen, and asked solemnly, "Yongwen, do you know what you are doing?"

Yongwen said affirmatively: "Lao Qu knows, Changhe, your Martial Saint Mountain is going to rise, and my Shaolin Temple is your roadblock, so we will have a decisive battle, come on." ”

Daoist Changhe stared at Yongwen tightly, and said, "Do you really think that you can ignore me with a little golden bell jar?" Yongwen, I have never been your opponent before, but now, I am really not afraid of you. ”

"In that case, let's see the real thing. ”

Yongwen stared at Changhe and said, "Also, Yuan Ding got my Shaolin True Transmission Yijin Sutra from Nan Shaolin Yilun, if you lose, please return it to us." ”

The Changhe Taoist priest became short of breath, and a stream of aura appeared around him out of thin air, and he laughed and said: "Okay, good, good! Yongqing, you dare to hit the gate of my Martial Saint Mountain, today I will let you know why my Martial Saint Mountain has been the first in the world for two thousand years, and your Shaolin Temple will always be the second in the world!"

Anyway.

The Changhe Taoist priest unceremoniously started his hand and did not say any more nonsense.

In the blink of an eye.

The Changhe Taoist priest came to the side of the Yongwen monk, with a thunderous aura, his body was like lightning, and his fists also roared.

Monk Yongwen had obviously been prepared for a long time, always guarding against the sudden attack of the Changhe Taoist, so at the moment when the Changhe Taoist's breathing changed, he also took action!

Rumble!

As soon as Monk Yongwen made a move, he also carried a fierce aura, and the air currents around his body surrounded endlessly, inhaling more and more breath around him and condensing them.

As soon as he made a move, he chose to defend and cast the golden bell jar that he had forcibly cultivated recently!

He knew that once the Martial Saint Mountain condensed the domineering Gang Qi of Tiangang Thunder Strength, then under the same realm, it would be almost invincible, and unless it was higher than the entire realm, it would be possible to defeat the master of the Martial Saint Mountain.

And although Yongwen has always been stronger than Changhe, at this moment, he has not surpassed Changhe's strength by more than one realm, and he has not yet reached the realm of super masters like Luo Yuan and Huang Jiu.

Therefore, if he uses Shaolin's offensive fist to fight hard-fought with Changhe Taoist, he will definitely lose.

In order to deal with the Changhe Daoist, he also used the same method as the Changhe Taoist cultivating the Tiangang secret method, burning qi and blood to forcibly cultivate the Golden Bell Jar!

His purpose is to defeat Changhe at any cost, defeat Wusheng Mountain, and establish the majesty of Shaolin Temple in this great era of martial arts.

Airplanes!

The breath of the two masters collided.

A surge of air flowed, and all the air around it turned into a solid body, turning into a wave at a speed visible to the naked eye, and surging out in all directions.

The two monks, Wuhui and Wukong, hurriedly retreated and left the battle center, but their eyes were closely looking at the two who were fighting, they knew that the battle of this level of master would be difficult for most martial artists to see in their lifetime.

Not far away, Yan Yu and Dong Tao, Sun Donghu, Shen Ye, Yi Lun, Situ Longfei, and Dai Younian and others also ran out one after another, watching this battle in shock.

They didn't expect that Shaolin Temple would dare to come to the gate of Wusheng Mountain.

This may be the first time that the Shaolin Temple has been established for more than a thousand years.

And this moment is indeed the weakest period of Wusheng Mountain, and it is the best opportunity for Shaolin Temple.

I saw that the Taoist priest of Changhe and the monk of Yongwen fought in an instant.

Monk Yongwen stood still, his hands condensed a strange seal, his breathing changes were extremely complicated, and his mouth whispered words, although his voice was low, but every voice burst out with a powerful breath!

The golden bell jar he unleashed was a secret method similar to the tantric mantra!

With the combination of his handprints, body breathing, and voice, a large amount of aura condensed around his body, and a seemingly thin pale yellow shield appeared, enveloping his whole body, like an eggshell.

This is the real golden bell jar!

Shaolin's first body protector.

The fist of the Changhe Taoist slammed into the golden bell jar in an instant, and immediately set off a wave of ripples on the golden yellow shield, and the Tiangang thunder energy collided fiercely on the body protection qi of the golden bell jar, and a faint trace of electric light flickered and extinguished in it!

Zizizi......

The electric light flashed, and the entire Golden Bell Shield Body Gang Qi also trembled, and the electric light instantly spread throughout the entire Body Protector Gang Qi, like an electric ball, but then it was swallowed by the Body Protector Gang Qi in the blink of an eye, and disappeared!

That's how it works!

The golden bell jar, specializing in the domineering strength of the Martial Saint Mountain, whether it is the strength of the evil or the thunder energy, it has an obvious restraint effect, this layer of protective body Gang Qi can greatly weaken the Gang Qi of the Martial Saint Mountain, unless Changhe will cultivate the Gang Qi Strength to the peak of the Dacheng realm, otherwise it will be difficult to break!

However, the golden bell jar that Yongwen was using at this moment was actually at a primary level, much lower than the attainments of the Changhe Taoist in the Tiangang secret method.

"Buzz Buzz ......"

A violent collision shook out in the air, staggering a few of Wukong and Wuhui who were more than ten meters away, and hurriedly stood up before they could stand firmly, and then hurriedly retreated, and these two top masters of the younger generation could not withstand this aftermath impact.

However, if an ordinary person were standing here, it is estimated that he would be killed directly on the spot, and the internal organs of the whole body would be shattered instantly.

Everyone watching the battle around saw that Daoist Changhe's punch was resisted by Yongwen's body protection qi!

It's really a strong body protector.

Yan Yu and Shen Ye, Yi Lun and the others all widened their eyes, they watched the battle of this kind of master, which was more exciting than the battle between Luo Yuan and Huang Jiu, who was even more powerful. Because they can understand a little bit now, the last time Luo Yuan and Huang Jiu fought each other, they couldn't understand it at all, but they could see that the momentum was very strong, and the figure couldn't see clearly.

"What about Wang Cheng?"

Yilun saw that Wukong and Wuhui over there both glanced at him, and asked a little nervously.

He knew that he was not yet an opponent of Goku and Gohui.

In particular, Wu Hui is said to be a peerless genius who comes out of Buddhism once in a thousand years, and his qualifications are comparable to those of Shaolin Patriarch Dharma. Now he has begun to concentrate on practicing martial arts, and he is also a realm every day, and his strength is greatly improved every day.

At the beginning, many masters of Southern Shaolin had the intention to take the initiative to merge into Northern Shaolin, because they knew that there was such a person as Wuhui, and Shaolin Temple would definitely rise in the future and become the first faction in the world.

However, no one expected that the king of Wusheng Mountain, Cheng, would be born, and it would be difficult for the oppressive Shaolin Temple to rise.

Yilun knew at this moment that he would have to rely on Wang Cheng to defeat Northern Shaolin in the future.

Yan Yu looked left and right and said, "I don't know, maybe it's in the back, I'll look for it." ”

After speaking, she turned around and walked out quickly, wanting to find Wang Cheng over.

Now is the critical moment of Wusheng Mountain, and Wang Cheng must come forward.

And the battle between the two masters in the field has become more intense.

After the Changhe Taoist didn't work with a punch, he stepped up his offensive, punching and attacking, and the thunder of Tiangang collided on the body protection of the golden bell jar and was neutralized, and the entire body protection shield was shaking all the time, as if it would be broken at any time, and the electric light kept flickering in it, but it was always there, and it never broke and disappeared.

The voice of the Yongwen monk chanting the scriptures in the body protection qi became more and more urgent, and the body became more and more expanded, and the emaciated body became a muscular man, and the qi and blood in the body had fully exploded. Although he seemed to be relaxed, just standing here and chanting scriptures, in fact, the pressure and qi and blood consumption he was under were no less than those of the Changhe Taoist priest, and a layer of sweat had already permeated from his body.

"Hmph, Yong asked, if you challenged me with this realm of golden bell jars ten days ago, I really couldn't help you. However, it's different now......"

After a few punches, the Changhe Taoist priest stopped, looked at the monk Yongwen and said solemnly: "My martial saint mountain Tiangang secret method is broad and profound, your Shaolin Temple created a golden bell jar, but it can resist most of the Tiangang thunder, so you think you can restrain the Tiangang secret method?"

"Innocent!"

"Look, see how I break your golden bell jar!"

The Changhe Taoist priest shouted loudly, his breathing went through a series of incomparably complex changes, and he suddenly shouted at Monk Yongwen......

"Crackling ......"

There was an earth-shattering sound, like the thunder god descending, and his voice condensed a substantial Gang Qi and rushed out, rushing towards the body protection of the Yongwen monk, like a thunderbolt!

At the same time, the Changhe Taoist priest also rushed out, and his fist roared down, still with an incomparably strong Tiangang thunder energy!

Monk Yongwen, who was standing in the midst of the golden bell shield to protect his body, saw this scene with wide eyes and a shocked expression.

Wuhui and Wukong, two outstanding Shaolin disciples not far away, were also worried.

Because this is what they have seen from Shaolin classics, the Tiangang thunder sound in the Tiangang boxing method of Wusheng Mountain belongs to the sound attack technique of the Tiangang secret method.

With the sound of thunder and the integration of fist and thunder, there can be a complete thunder majesty.

With each other's cooperation, the power of the Tiangang fist method is a geometric level of improvement.

Such a powerful Tiangang fist method is not at all something that the golden bell jar of the primary realm can resist.

In the blink of an eye.

The fist of the Changhe Taoist came with the sound of Tiangang thunder.

Monk Yongwen increased his aura and exploded, making the body protection qi more condensed, but as the Changhe Taoist said, his golden bell jar at the moment could not resist such a Tiangang fist method at all!

Rumble!

A thunderous explosion sounded.

Click......

In the flickering of thunder and lightning, Monk Yongwen's body protection qi finally couldn't bear it, and exploded directly, turning into a rapid whirlwind aura and rushing in all directions.

At this time, the monk Yongwen had to have a hard time with the Taoist priest Changhe.

The golden bell jar was broken.

Facing the punch from the attack of the Changhe Taoist, the monk Yongwen also hurriedly made a move in an instant, flipping his hands, bringing up a layer of golden gangqi, and it was also a fierce Shaolin strong King Kong palm!

Between the flipping of the palms, a fierce and vigorous Gang Qi was condensed.

This is the Yongwen monk Dacheng's peak realm of the powerful vajra palm.

However.

The next moment, under the hard touch of the two without any fancy, the golden strength on the palms of Monk Yongwen instantly shattered, and the fists and palms struck, making a crisp sound like metal colliding.

Monk Yongwen suddenly trembled a few times, as if he was being passed through his body by electricity, his whole body was numb with musculoskeletal numbness, although he recovered in the blink of an eye, but he was still punched out by the Changhe Taoist in the blink of an eye, and when he was in the air, he spit out a mouthful of blood, looking horrified!

The domineering martial arts of Wusheng Mountain are really the first in the world! )