In the corner of the back mountain of Shaolin, no one knows that the two young masters, going all out to compete, have used the martial intent that ordinary martial artists are not allowed to enter in their lives!

Wu Ming's fist strength is a combination of the swift and agile dragon fist technique and the majestic meaning of the mountain, while Zhijun's dragon claw is unmatched, like a sharp blade, as if it is more capable of tearing apart everything in its passing!

Click!

Rao is Wu Ming went all out, and he was still clasped by one of his claws, and where he clashed, bursts of sparks burst out, making a sour metal scraping sound!

"A peerless dragon catcher who has reached the pinnacle, has he started cultivating since he hit his mother's womb?"

Wu Ming only felt a sharp pain in his wrist, and his heart was shocked.

You know, not everyone can have such unique conditions as him!

Even though he went astray in his previous life and did not persevere in the ancient martial arts, he never relaxed his cultivation.

Ever since he came into contact with martial arts in Shenzhou, after detailed and rigorous calculations, all of them have reached perfection, and there are even signs of heading towards the peak realm!

With the fighting instinct cultivated by years of wandering on the verge of death, and cultivating martial arts, he is doubly handy, far faster than his peers who progress countless times!

But this Zhijun, who is only sixteen or seventy-eight years old, can actually cultivate a peerless discipline to the peak of the realm.

Even if it's new to this realm, it's amazing!

After all, this is the standard martial arts of the innate powerhouse!

Obviously, he is not a traveler like Wu Ming, in other words, he must have the capital of Tianzhong, and he is undoubtedly arrogant!

At least, it's also a top-notch existence among geniuses!

"Since you recognize the dragon claw, you should know that all resistance is futile, and besides, the claw intent of the dragon snatcher, I only have a preliminary understanding, if you are not careful, your hand will be abolished!"

Zhijun said in a deep voice that was not without threat.

As he spoke, his fingertips sharpened sharply, penetrating the defensive strength of the eight-layer golden bell jar, straight into the muscles and bones, and following the tendons to penetrate the internal organs!

"Humph!"

Wu Ming only felt a cramping pain in his internal organs, snorted, his face was slightly pale, and his eyes flashed.

In this way, the shortcomings of his cultivation were completely exposed.

If there is internal force, even if it is the Qi Condensation Yu Dan that has just entered the Qi Realm, and the strength of the Golden Bell Jar complements each other, it is enough to resist the internal force attack of any Qi Realm martial artist!

Not only that, the strength from Zhijun's fingertips is condensed through peerless learning, and the penetration is so strong, if it weren't for the strength of his eight-layer golden bell cover, and it has reached the realm of refining the intestines like a wall, I am afraid that at the moment of the move, he will either vomit blood, or his wrist will be shattered, and he will have no power to fight back!

Feeling the rebound force at his wrist, Zhijun was quite surprised to know that Wu Ming not only did not regain his strength, but instead gathered momentum to fight back.

You must know that even if you are a brother of the same level, you are caught by his dragon snatcher, and you have no ability to resist almost instantly!

Not to mention, Wu Ming, who is only refining the body realm!

It's just that he can't figure it out, when it's a foregone conclusion, why hasn't Wu Ming given up resisting?

In fact, no matter how smart Zhijun was, he would never have thought that Wu Ming's counterattack would come so suddenly, so violently, and so shamelessly!

Click!

Just thinking about it, I saw Wu Ming struggling with both hands, regardless of the fact that after grabbing the wrist with the dragon hand, such a move would increase the injury, and there was a terrifying slight bone cracking sound!

His strange power exploded, and even he didn't know how strong it was.

Caught off guard, Zhijun leaned forward by the inertia pulled by the strange force, and before he understood what was going on, he felt that it was dark and dark in front of him, and a sharp pain that pierced his heart came into his mind from the face door.

Boom!

I saw Wu Ming head on and slammed into Zhijun's front door, and in an instant, the latter's snot and tears splashed horizontally, and the severe pain swept through his body, and he could no longer gather his strength, so he naturally let go of Wu Ming's wrist!

Under the bridge of the nose is one of the densest places in the human body, let alone a qi realm martial artist, even if the innate powerhouse is hit in this part, he will lose his mind in an instant!

At this time, Zhijun was completely stunned, not only did the severe pain make him stop thinking, but he was also confused by such a hooligan fighting method!

Since he was a child, he has been practicing martial arts like him, and he has received all the teachings of martial arts and virtues on weekdays, and he is upright and upright, how can he ever experience this kind of fighting style like a ruffian hooligan fighting and brawling?

"Hey, it was a good fight, didn't you?"

Wu Ming quickly rubbed his swollen purple wrist, laughed evilly, and kicked Zhijun's belly without any scruples.

Rao is cultivation of his golden bell jar, and he also has internal strength to protect his body, and he was also beaten like a boiled prawn by Wu Ming's strange power, and he arched his waist.

Boom!

That's not all, while Wu Ming retracted his legs, his knees slammed upward, hitting his head, and with a muffled sound, he leaned back and flew up in the air.

Call!

Almost at the same time, Wu Ming made a mistake at his feet, his body spun up, and a fierce leg whip swept his waist and abdomen.

Bang!

Zhijun flew up like a cannonball, slammed into the rock wall, and smashed out a large pit that was dented and loomed in the shape of a human!

"Humph!"

Wu Ming was unforgiving, snorted coldly, stomped his feet hard, and bounced up in an instant.

Before Zhijun landed, he bent his knees and slammed into it.

Rumble!

In the thunderous roar, the mountain walls within a radius of dozens of zhang were all for a while, and Zhijun's whole person was knocked into the rock wall, which shows the strength of Wu Ming!

"Such a strong body, the internal force to protect the body is really extraordinary, and it complements each other with "Golden Bell Jar", it seems that it is necessary to find an opportunity to break through as soon as possible!"

Looking at the groggy Zhijun, with no signs of external injury, Wu Ming nodded and found his own shortcomings.

If it weren't for Zhijun's own extraordinary cultivation and hard work, he would never have chosen such a violent means to attack.

In fact, such a tenacious sandbag, I'm afraid there won't be much chance to encounter it in the future!

"Hey, when did Senior Brother Zhikui arrive?"

Shaking off the scattered hair, Wu Ming walked towards the flat arm disapprehantly, and his pupils suddenly condensed at the tall figure ten zhang away.

Although he knows that he is only ten or nine years old, he is two meters tall, which also gives people a sense of oppression.

In the dim night, this sense of oppression is even more important!

"Just arrived!"

Zhikui was silent, and his voice was as heavy as a human, slightly hoarse.

"Heh......"

Wu Ming snorted well, and just wanted to say something, his pupils suddenly shrank, and he instinctively threw himself forward.

Although the reaction was extremely fast, it was still half a beat slower.

Airplanes!

A majestic aura fluctuated from behind, and the pale golden light and shadow instantly wrapped around his waist and lifted it upwards violently.

"It's ...... Internal force transforms!"

Wu Ming struggled hard, but he couldn't get out of the predicament, and his heart tightened when he looked at the pale golden light and shadow wrapped around his body like fingers.

It is the symbol of the Qi Warrior of the Four Realms - the transformation of internal force!

I knew with my knees that I would shoot at him at this time, and the only person with such cultivation was Zhijun, who had just been beaten very badly!

"Hmph, the lay disciples are nameless, they don't respect the temple rules, their methods are despicable, and they are outside the precept academy and are in vain, and they uphold the temple rules to capture them!"

I didn't see him, I only heard his voice, and I knew how annoyed Zhijun was at this time.

In the dim night, Wu Ming peeked back, and saw Zhijun outside Zhangxu, holding a blank grip at him.

The pale golden internal force gushed out, turning into a giant hand, trapping himself firmly, no matter how hard he struggled, he couldn't get rid of it!

"Little monk, we don't know each other, how about saying goodbye?"

Even if he felt the constant tightening of the internal force giant hand, Wu Ming still didn't worry about the hippie smile, but secretly he was still accumulating strength and preparing to break it with all his might.

Waiting to be killed, it's not within his scope of action!

"Hmph, stubborn, it seems that only by dividing the muscles and bones can you stay honest. ”

Zhijun snorted coldly, and did not rush closer, but went all out to mobilize internal force and crush Wu Ming's joints.

Eat a trench, grow a wisdom!

If Wu Ming gets close to him again, there may be something out of the moth!

"If you want to capture me, you're not qualified enough!"

Wu Ming was cold, gritted his teeth, and his mind sank into the ancestral court, ready to mobilize his life to resist.

Although this was a fundamental injury, he never wanted to go to the Discipline Institute at this time.

Before, I wanted to use the Five Meditations to seal my body and send it to the door by myself, maybe I would suffer some punishment!

What's more, a gentleman doesn't stand under a dangerous wall, even if he is not a gentleman, and the Discipline Academy is not a tiger's wolf's den, but he just doesn't want to step into half a step.

The Discipline House is by no means a good place, this is an instinctive intuition!

"Let go of Nameless!"

At the moment when he was about to mobilize the power of life fire to resist, he suddenly heard Zhikui snort.

"The disciples of the Discipline Academy enforce the temple rules, do you dare to stop it? If you don't know it, retreat quickly, lest the little monk capture you and take you to the Discipline Academy for punishment!"

Zhijun didn't expect him to make a sound, obviously taken aback, and said in a deep voice.

Don't say it's him, even Wu Ming is puzzled, after all, the two have never spoken, let alone have a relationship!

"Nameless was distracted by me and captured by you, no matter what temple rules he violated, you must put him down first. ”

Zhikui's tall body stepped forward slowly, standing like a hill under the dark night, looking particularly majestic.

"You have to think clearly, if you make a move against me, no matter the cause or effect, you will be severely punished by the Discipline Academy!"

Even if he was as strong as Zhijun, he felt a sense of oppression coming to his face, and his brows couldn't help frowning.

"I'm not going to make a move on you, I'm just asking you to get out of the way!"

Zhikui was unmoved, and strode forward with an expressionless face.

"It's ...... Iron Shirt!"

Wu Ming's pupils shrank, staring at the swarthy layer of light surging around Zhikui's body, like a metallic luster, which was a sign of the cultivation of the iron cloth shirt!

In other words, in the ninth layer of "Iron Cloth Shirt", Zhikui has cultivated to at least the seventh layer!

"Hmph, bold!"

Zhijun let out a deep sigh and threw it against the wall, as if he intended to avenge the revenge that Wu Ming had just beaten into the mountain wall, and threw it into the rock wall.

At the same time, his left hand reached forward, densely covered with pale golden light and shadow, and suddenly slapped towards the oncoming Zhikui!