Boom! Boom! It was as if thunder roared and the wind shook.

Gu Mozhi also urged the powerful Vajra palm, wanting to defeat Xuan Ci with the same martial arts, and the two Buddhist monks, in the blink of an eye, exchanged dozens of moves. The incomparable King Kong palm force collided, kicking up a cloud of dust.

Some heroes of the rivers and lakes who are known for their palms, seeing the powerful King Kong palm displayed by the two, they all broke out in a cold sweat, and their hearts were shocked inexplicably. They have practiced the palm technique all their lives, and in front of this powerful vajra palm, it is like dirt and rubble, and it is vulnerable.

"Grandma's, these two monks' palms are really powerful! If the fourth brother fights with them, I'm afraid he won't even be able to dodge ten moves!" Bao Bao couldn't help but exclaim.

Feng Bo smiled evilly and said: "We can not eat the fourth meal, we can't fight, if we can fight with these two people, even if we are killed, we are willing!"

But having said that, the storm is not a person who knows that he will be killed, and he still takes the initiative to send him to death.

Rumble!

The thunderbolt sounded, and the two entangled figures shook suddenly, and they separated, among which Xuan Ci's face turned red and took a step back, while Gu Mozhi was bleeding from his mouth, and was forcibly blasted away by the power of King Kong's palm, and he took three or four steps back in a row.

Shaolin Temple seventy-two stunts, each martial arts has hidden dangers, according to the Shaolin Temple, if you do not understand the essence of the Buddhist scriptures, only care about the courage and diligence, sooner or later will go mad.

Gu Mozhi forcibly cultivated seventy-two stunts, there were already hidden dangers in his body, and he usually relied on Xiao Wuxiang's true qi to suppress it, but at this time, the true qi in his body was forcibly dispersed in order to resist the power of King Kong's palm, and he couldn't suppress it immediately, and several meridian acupuncture points in his body stinged.

"National teacher, please stay in Shaolin Temple as a guest for the time being, and explain things clearly!"

After Xuan Ci stabilized his body, he stepped forward again, and with a wave of his sleeves, a strong true qi went towards Gu Mozhi's acupoint.

"Murong Gongzi!"

Seeing this, Gu Mozhi's face changed, the true qi in his body was confused, and he couldn't urge it for the time being, his heart sank, and he screamed directly, and his eyes fell on Yang Yun.

If you are captured by Xuan Ci and taken to Shaolin Temple, it is not certain when you will be able to come out, and the favorite thing of Shaolin Temple is to trap some enemies and opponents in the temple, and use Buddhism to resolve anger.

This is no different from being in prison, Gu Mozhi just showed dozens of Shaolin stunts in a row, but at this time it became a talisman, everyone knows that it is absolutely impossible for a person who steals martial arts to get out easily. The best result is to waste all his skills.

Seeing Gu Mozhi's eyes, Yang Yun's eyes flashed, and he immediately understood what Gu Mozhi wanted to say.

When he was in Yanziwu, Gu Mozhi once said that the seventy-two stunts he learned were taught by Murong Bo, if Yang Yun didn't help at this time and sat back and watched him be captured by the Shaolin Temple, then the Shaolin Temple would definitely track down Murong Clan's body.

"What a monk!"

Yang Yun originally had some good feelings for Gu Mozhi, but now that he was faintly threatened by the other party, he knew that no matter what the other party's nature was, before he saw through the three poisons of greed, hatred and ignorance, Gu Mozhi was a sinister villain after all.

At this time, the situation of Murong Clan's obtaining the seventy-two Shaolin stunts could not be revealed. As soon as Yang Yun's body moved, he blocked in front of Gu Mozhi, and with a wave of his sleeves, Xuan Ci's strength was dissolved by the rolling true qi.

"Thank you, Murong Gongzi......"

Gu Mozhi showed a hint of joy on his face, but before he could finish speaking, he saw Murong Fu stretch out his palm and clasp his vein. A powerful True Qi poured in instantly, frantically destroying.

Burst!

Kumachi opened his mouth and spurted out a mouthful of blood, and he opened his mouth to say something, but he couldn't make a sound, and his consciousness slowly fell into eternal darkness.

Since Gu Mozhi was ready to threaten Yang Yun with the news of the seventy-two stunts, Yang Yun naturally wanted to give him a reaction. The best way to keep it a secret is to kill him.

"Amitabha! Good and good, Guma Zhiguo is a generation of senior monks in the Western Regions, and it is a pity that he passed away today!"

Xuan Ci frowned slightly, his eyes turned back and forth on the corpses of Yang Yun and Gu Mozhi, his eyes flickered, as if he had thought of something. However, I can't be sure what I think.

"Young Master Murong, Lao Wei still has something to ask the national teacher, I don't know why Your Excellency suddenly made a move?"

When he said this, he was obviously suspicious that there was some secret between Yang Yun and Gu Mozhi.

Yang Yun smiled faintly and said: "Gu Mo Zhi is the national teacher of Tubo, and he has secretly learned the stunt of Shaolin Temple, if he is allowed to escape, he will inevitably endanger the rivers and lakes in the future, and this son will make a move, but it is just to eradicate a disaster for the rivers and lakes in advance, and he has no other intentions!"

Xuan Ci was silent for a moment, called the Buddha and did not speak.

"Don't talk about the matter of Gu Mozhi for the time being, Murong Gongzi, now that the heroes of the rivers and lakes have arrived, the poor monk has a question, and he also asks the prince to answer in front of the heroes of the rivers and lakes, Senior Brother Xuanbei, was it killed by you?"

Xuan Sheng couldn't bear it, he had an excellent relationship with Xuan Bei, and after seeing the most suspicious Murong Fu appear, he immediately asked.

When he asked, the thousands of people in the rivers and lakes under Shaomu Mountain stopped all their voices and looked at Yang Yun, wanting to know how this Murong Fu would answer.

More than a dozen senior monks of the Shaolin Temple, as well as hundreds of Shaolin disciples, stared at Yang Yun in unison, giving people strong pressure.

"It seems that the monks of Shaolin Temple have decided that I, Murong Fu, am the murderer!"

Yang Yun smiled, his expression was calm, and he didn't take the people of Shaolin Temple in his eyes at all. He came here to learn the martial arts of Qiao Feng and the sweeping monk.

Now that Qiao Feng has not arrived, he first killed Ding Chunqiu and Jiu Mozhi, and was forced to ask by a group of Shaolin monks, he seemed to be calm on his face, but in fact, he was already a little impatient in his heart.

"Master Xuanbei was killed by Wei Tuo, I have also heard of it, I can only say that the martial arts in the world that can repay his body in his own way are not only my Murong Clan's Douzhuan Xingxing!

"I, Murong Fu and Master Xuanbei, have never had a grudge, there is no need to be ruthless! I don't know if Abbot Xuanci is satisfied with this explanation?"

Xuan Ci, Xuan Sheng and several other monks looked at each other, they had heard that there was indeed Manichaeism in the rivers and lakes, but this sect was very mysterious and rarely interacted with the rivers and lakes.

"The Great Shift...... Could it be that in this world, there are still martial arts similar to those of the Murong Clan?"

The people in Shaolin Temple pondered in their hearts, no matter what, Murong Fu finally gave an explanation, and then they only had to find out whether Manichaeism had this martial art, and they could know whether Murong Fu was lying.

If he lies, then the murderer of Xuan Bei must be him.

"Abbot Xuanci, not long ago when I was in Hehuang, I was assassinated by the four evildoers, fortunately, my strength is not weak, kill one person, and ......capture the other three by the way."

Yang Yun's voice suddenly sounded again. When Xuan Ci heard this, he suddenly raised his head and saw a smile on the other party's face.