The rest of the Quanzhen disciples are all down-to-earth teachers on weekdays, with no internal strength, but no martial arts.

And I've never touched anyone, and I don't know what to do for a while.

Wang Chongyang's frost-breaking and ice-breaking palm is a strong palm technique, and the longer he fights with people, the more powerful he becomes.

In just a split second of the fight, Master Hongyuan and Master Xinwu were beaten to the ground.

This is because Wang Chongyang didn't want to see blood today, so he deliberately left seventy percent of his strength.

The Tibetan Tantric Protector Dharma King Tuopun Tu practiced the divine skill left by the previous Ming King Gu Mozhi: the Dragon Elephant Prajna Gong.

He has cultivated to the seventh layer, and his whole body is infinitely strong, and he will be dancing with an iron wheel weighing more than 60 catties.

Wang Chongyang slapped the golden wheel attacked by the Tuolun Diagram.

The topography saw that the other party was struggling with him, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help grinning.

"Bang"

I saw that the iron wheel of the topography was beaten and sunken two inches inward, and the topology diagram was even more shocked to the ground by the strength transmitted from the iron wheel, and he was depressed for a while.

"Ding"

A sound of gold and iron sounded.

It turned out that the Yiyang finger of Yuandu had arrived, but it was scattered by Wang Chongyang's palm.

"Amitabha. ”

Stopping anger fell from the sky, and when Wang Chongyang was facing the enemy, he used a finger of Zen to hit Wang Chongyang's heavenly spirit.

This monk is so angry.

Wang Chongyang's face was not the slightest panic, and he was about to take the other party's finger Zen with one palm.

"Got you. ”

I saw Lin Chaoying appear in the air at some point, and pinched the finger of the hatred with a move of heaven and earth.

"Quack"

Lin Chaoying's luck flicked away, and the one-finger meditation of the monk who was about to complete his anger was completely abolished.

The whole person fell to the ground, and his forehead kept sweating the size of beans.

"Enchantress, you are so vicious. ”

Monk Lingxing saw that the master's finger Zen was abolished, and hurriedly helped the master who fell to the ground, but he didn't dare to step forward to fight against Lin Chaoying, so he scolded.

At this time, the heroes saw that the first seat of the Shaolin Dharma Academy that took the lead had been defeated, and they also knew that the Quanzhen faction was a hard stubble, so they stopped attacking one after another.

"Hmph"

Zhou Fan, who was in Dongying, saw that Monk Lingxing insulted his apprentice, and he was slightly unhappy in his heart.

Pinching his fingers, the life of Lingxing Monk's original trajectory should be smooth sailing, but after more than 30 years, the smooth causal line has been wrapped around, but it is harmless.

Zhou Fan's heart moved, and the immortal seeds in the bodies of the Quanzhen disciples everywhere silently emitted a strange spiritual frequency.

It has made a slight change in its actions.

But these small changes, after more than 30 years of amplification, will make the small knot of the Lingxing monk become a dead knot, also known as the death calamity.

In the Quanzhen faction, all the heroes at this moment have stopped.

Wang Chongyang's face was like frost, and he was only less than half an hour away from the time of the ceremony.

stretched out his hand, only to see a sword shot out of the crowd and fell into Wang Chongyang's hand.

Wang Chongyang waved his sword, and the sword qi was vertical and horizontal, and in an instant, he completely broke the group of male dantian that had just started.

It was also the five swords that pointed out that the dantian of Hongyuan, stopping hatred, and having no heart were all broken, and all martial arts were lost.

Although the Tuolun Diagram Dantian has also been broken, the Dragon Elephant Prajna Gong belongs to the body refining method, and most of the martial arts are retained, but the Dragon Elephant Prajna Gong has no possibility of promotion.

"Wang Chongyang, I, Shaolin and Quan Zhen, are endless. The martial arts that had stopped resentment for decades were abolished, his eyes were red, and he said resentfully.

Master Yuandu counteracted Wang Chongyang's sword aura with a slap of the Shaoshang sword, and said solemnly: "Wang Daochang, it has to be like this." ”

What answered him was another sword qi.

If it weren't for Wang Chongyang's lack of wanting to see blood, dozens of sword qi would have slashed over a long time ago.

Yuandu no longer had the strength to use the six-vein divine sword, so he had to dodge to the side, which was able to dodge the attacking sword qi.

"Uncle Wang, leave it to me. ”

Lin Chaoying saw that the other party did not use the six-vein divine sword again, and immediately rushed out.

Seeing this, Wang Chongyang threw down his sword, turned around and walked towards the main hall.

"Wang Daochang, Lao Qu is a monk of Dali Tianlong Temple, Dali and the Great Song Dynasty have been friends for many years, if Lao Qu has any mistakes, I am afraid it will affect the diplomatic relations between the two countries. ”

At this time, under the attack of Lin Chaoying's beauty boxing, Yuandu couldn't fight back at all, so he had to keep dodging and shouting at Wang Chongyang.

It's a pity that Wang Chongyang will ignore him.

Now the strength of the Great Song Dynasty, Wang Chongyang knows very well.

Dali didn't dare to turn his face at all.

The same is true of Tibet.

Lin Chaoying's beauty boxing method was originally a grass creation, and as time went by, Lin Chaoying became more and more enjoyable, and his boxing skills became more and more exquisite.

"Bang"

A low-waisted straight punch hit Yuandu's dantian.

Yuandu immediately collapsed like a ball.

Wang Chongyang had arrived in the hall at this moment, calculated the time, lit three incense sticks, and knelt in front of Zhou Fan's statue.

"The master is above, and the disciple Wang Chongyang established the Quanzhen School here today, vowing to magnify the Quanzhen Dao system. ”

Because Wang Chongyang has not accepted apprentices, there is no faction rules that need to be read, saving a lot of red tape.

Wang Chongyang knocked three times, and then inserted three sticks of incense into the incense burner.

At the moment of incense, a faint wisp of spiritual power spread from Wang Chongyang's body to the statue.

And Zhou Fan, who was far away in Dongying, suddenly found that he had an extra perspective.

The idol seems to have become a doppelganger of himself.

He can't speak, he can't move, but he can see and hear, and use the spiritual power in the statue.

The spiritual power here can also be called incense.

Incense is what believers pass to the idol when they offer incense.

The idol is equivalent to a reservoir for the incense.

You can use the incense in the idol as you like.

However, Zhou Fan still needs to study it again.

After all, as the saying goes: incense is poisonous.

After Wang Chongyang finished everything, he walked out of the hall.

The heroes in the field and the few people from the Buddhist sect have left, leaving only the Quanzhen disciples and the sect that did not do it just now.

"Congratulations to the king. ”

"Congratulations to the king. ”

"Congratulations to Senior Brother (Senior Brother) for starting a sect. ”

。。。。。。

Everyone congratulated.

Those small sects that didn't go saw that the Quanzhen faction had such strength, and they all made up their minds to hug their thighs.

After all, Quanzhen's garrison is within the jurisdiction of Jingzhao Mansion.

No matter how majestic those Shaolin sects are, they can't control coming here.

After the ceremony, the Quanzhen brothers helped move the tables and chairs, and food was placed in the square for the guests who came to congratulate them to eat and drink.

These meals are all made by the chefs specially invited by Wang Chongyang from the Jingzhao Mansion Restaurant.

It wasn't until late afternoon that everyone left.

Since then, it has been rumored that Wang Chongyang is a top master, and he has single-handedly defeated the five Buddhist monks.

The rumors are even a bit exaggerated, and it is faintly rumored that Wang Chongyang is the number one master in the world.

Lin Chaoying was reluctant to leave and stayed in the Quanzhen faction.

In the early morning of the next day, the clouds and mist over Zhongnan Mountain, like a giant hand suddenly removed, gushed out golden light, reflecting the red glow of the middle of the sky.

"Uncle Wang, look at the boxing!"

Wang Chongyang had just gotten up, and before he could get dressed, Lin Chaoying broke into the door and struck with a punch.

Zhou Fan, who was in Dongying, shook his head and said angrily: "What kind of system should be punished." ”

Lin Chaoying and Wang Chongyang's martial arts should be between the two of them, and they are comparable for a few days.

The competitive Lin Chaoying asked Wang Chongyang to talk to him again.

Lin Chaoying is stronger than Wang Chongyang in mathematics and physics.

Wang Chongyang has the luck of the three religions, and his natural understanding of the three religion classics is beyond ordinary people.

It's like this, but you can't tell the difference between winning and losing.

Lin Chaoying also lived here for a long time.

At this time, the brothers of the Quanzhen Master had long since left.

In addition, on the third day, Ma Heyu ordered someone to hand over the title deed of Zhongnan Mountain to Wang Chongyang.

The farms within a radius of the Quanzhen Sect have all moved out.

There are only two left: Wang Chongyang and Lin Chaoying.