"Drink!"

Monk Ning Yuan's Shaolin dragon claw grabbed it, it was really fierce, and in an instant, it covered half of the ring, and everywhere it passed, there were even more sawdust. The fence on the ring www.biquge.info the pen "Fun" pavilion, when it met Ning Yuan's claws, it had already collapsed, clearing the dock and slowly forcing it to the corner of the ring.

This is a strategy, that Ning Yuan found that he couldn't catch the dock, so he had to make this strategy, using a large-scale attack to force the dock to the dead corner of the ring.

And at that time, Qingwu only had two choices, either to fight with him persistently, or to reflexively and be thrown out of the ring by himself.

"How about the Taoist priest? My Shaolin martial arts are authentic, and your Wudang faction is only a branch of Shaolin, how can you be my opponent? ”

"Phew! Don't measure yourself, my Wudang is the authentic martial arts in the world, you see the palm ,......"

As he spoke, Na Qingwu was also angry, but when he saw that he drew a Tai Chi with both hands, hugging Yuan Shouyi, and the endless energy had already swept up, and he actually sucked all the claw shadows of Monk Ning Yuan into his chest!

"Huh?"

Monk Ning Yuan was also slightly surprised at this time, but in addition to being surprised, he sneered slightly. I feel that you, the Taoist priest, have finally stopped hiding, so what am I waiting for? I'll catch you, and I'll drop you out of the ring!"

So in an instant, Monk Ning Yuan's move changed, and this right hand, like a lone dragon coming out of a hole, approached Qingwu's chest.

"It's a good time, let you understand, understand, my Wudang's Taijiquan!"

Qingwu shouted, his hand was like lightning, and he grabbed Ning Yuan's wrist in an instant.

"Huh?"

Ning Yuan's wrist was caught, and it was only a matter of an instant. But before his body could react accordingly, a force had already acted on his body.

Four or two thousand pounds, borrowing strength, it is this force.

Just when Ning Yuan grabbed it with one claw, Qingwu grabbed Ning Yuan's wrist, and then with a force, adding it to Ning Yuan's strength, this Ning Yuan was unstable, and was cleared, fell over the shoulder, fell there, and smashed half of the beams and wood in the ring.

The force is so fierce that even the hard wood is shattered, and it is truly breathtaking.

But I didn't want to be at this moment, Monk Ning Yuan, as if he was nothing, stood up one by one, and didn't bring any injuries at all.

"Shaolin Golden Bell Jar?"

But seeing that Ning Yuan was fine, Qingwu frowned slightly. I suddenly felt that today's battle was not easy to fight.

That great monk is invulnerable, how can he fight this?

"Nan no Amitabha! Taoist priest, I think you should give up! Whether it's your Wudang Taijiquan or Taiji Sword, it doesn't work for poor monks! ”

"Huh? Is it? Today, even if you are a discus, I will smash you to death! Again! ”

Qingwu opened his fist, and there was no fear at all.

Because no matter how strong you are, it's useless, as long as I have an advantage in boxing, even if I fall, I can smash you to death.

But I don't want to be at this time, but Ning Yuan came in stride, and walked with his hands folded like this, which is really incomprehensible.

"You?"

"Huh! The poor monk doesn't make a move, I see your Tai Chi, what other means do you have, hahaha! ……”

Ning Yuan laughed, but he almost didn't puff Qingwu's nose. I feel that you, a monk, are simply too shameless. I know that my punch is to use my strength, and then you don't make a move, so I have nowhere to borrow.

Oh well! Then let you see and see the true meaning of my Taijiquan!

Thinking of this, the Qingwu began to draw a circle, the left hand drew a circle, the right hand also drew a circle, and then, his whole person, as if spinning, twisted his body, and the speed became faster and faster!

"What kind of move is this?"

Ning Yuan was puzzled, but he was not afraid. Because he has a golden bell shield to protect his body, it doesn't matter if you add an external fist or an internal fist, you have no effect on me. And since it doesn't work, what am I afraid of you to do?

So this Ning Yuan, with his hands folded, let the palm wind attack, but he didn't have half a bit of fear.

"Shaolin monk, look at the ,......"

Just as Ning Yuan was approaching step by step, that Qingwu had already rotated his body like clockwork for an unknown number of turns, and then his whole body, along with his fists, was thrown together.

This can be regarded as borrowing strength, relying on his own strength.

"Boom!"

The endless energy, together with the fist, was extremely powerful. And that Ning Yuan monk also punched out, and Shengsheng was shocked back two or three steps.

Under this blow, Monk Ning Yuan suffered a loss, but he was unmoved. Because with this little strength alone, it is difficult to hurt him at all.

"Good means, come again!"

Ning Yuan drank heavily, but just as he was drinking, Qingwu had already attacked. This is the ultimate meaning of Taijiquan, using strength to fight. And when your enemies don't give you strength, then you come to borrow your own strength!

"Boom!"

Qingwu punched out again, and the monk Ning Yuan actually retreated seven or eight steps back.

"That's a lot of strength!"

But seeing the clearance that was still spinning at high speed in the air, Ning Yuan finally understood a truth. Can't let this guy turn again, if he continues to turn like this, it will definitely be superimposed several times the strength!

"Drink!"

Thinking of this, Ning Yuan drank loudly, and his arms swelled again. And under this blow, he no longer slammed into the fist of the clear dock, but grabbed the body of the clear dock.

"Bang!"

Qingwu punched Ning Yuan's bald head. If this were an ordinary person, his head would have already been flying, but this Ning Yuan only shrank his neck and blocked this punch.

"Iron head work?"

"That's right, it's the iron head gong, you give me defeat!"

Ning Yuan's hands were like claws, and when Qingwu's punch hit, he had already grabbed Qingwu's high-speed rotating body, and then, he lifted it high above his head, and he actually spun it too.

But his spin was not very fast, but as if he was showing off!

"In the world's martial arts, only Shaolin is the authentic Xuanmen! Little Taoist, you leave me behind! ”

As soon as Ning Yuan's arms were forced, he wanted to throw Na Qingwu out of the ring, but he didn't want to be at this moment, and he didn't know what means Na Qingwu had used, these hands actually grabbed Ning Yuan's arm when he was in the air!

"Haha! Great monk, do you want to win against me? Let's wait for the next life! The two of us, one of us will die together! ”

"Huh? You, a Taoist priest, losing is losing, why are you dragging me? Yes! ……”

Ning Yuan was dragged, together with his strength, coupled with the force of the Qingwu, his heels were a little unstable on his feet, and he was actually taken out of the ring by the weight of the Qingwu's body and flew out of the ring! …… (To be continued.) )