"The four hands hold each other, the internal breath corresponds, the yin is used to help the yang, the yang is the yin, the king is overbearing, the blood is deep, all return to the dust, and disappear into the invisible. Pen %Fun %Pavilion www.biquge.info "Sweeping monks chant with their palms together."

Hong Hong......

Xiao Yuanshan and Murong Bo countered each other's hands, and their internal breath poured into each other, blending in, and making up for the deficiency with surplus, their faces gradually turned red and turned blue, and they returned to normal.

Soon, the two of them opened their eyes at the same time and smiled at each other.

Yes!

Xiao Feng and Murong Fu were surprised by their father's resurrection, but they were inevitably shocked when they saw this.

The sweeping monk looked peaceful and asked, "You two have gone from life to death, from death to life, what else can't you let go of in your heart?" If Shicai dies like this, what else do you have to regain your great cause and take revenge on your wife? ”

Xiao Yuanshan turned around and knelt down and said: "The disciple has been empty in Shaolin for thirty years, and he doesn't have the slightest compassion for the disciples of Buddhism, so I implore the master to include it!" ”

"You don't want to avenge your wife's murder?" The sweeping monk asked rhetorically.

"The disciple has killed countless people in his life, if the enemy family comes to ask me for his life, the disciple will die a hundred times is not enough." Xiao Yuanshan Road.

"What about you?" The sweeping monk asked Murong Bo who was kneeling beside him again.

"The common people are like dust, the emperor is like dust, Dayan is empty if he does not return to the country, and the country is empty." Murong Bo said.

Xiao Feng and Murong Fu saw their father kneeling, and they also knelt down, and then all the monks also knelt down, only Gu Mozhi actually learned from Wang Hao, and unknowingly hid among the leaves.

"Great enlightenment, good fighting, good fighting!" The sweeping monk sat cross-legged on the ground and recited with his palms together.

"Ask Master to include it, be more enlightened!" The two pleaded.

"If you want to become a monk, you need to ask the masters in the Shaolin Temple to shave your ordination, I have a few words, I might as well tell you ......"

Gu Mozhi didn't notice Wang Hao, who was in the zhang, staring at the sweeping monk with his eyes, and secretly made up his mind in his heart, "This old monk's skill is too high, if he asks me for the Yijin Sutra again, I can't beat anything I say, I still have many parts of the Yijin Sutra that I can't understand, just give me a year and a half, I will be able to understand the mystery of the solid, and even the hidden dangers on the body will be cured in one fell swoop, at this time everyone in the field is engrossed, and the opportunity must not be missed......"

Bang!

Gu Mozhi, who was full of murderous intent, immediately shot out at this thought, and the Nirvana Flame Knife with the seventeenth success power of the Gu Limit slashed down fiercely towards the sweeping monk Tianling Gai, and it was incomparably fast.

With Gu Mozhi's half-step peerless cultivation, the success power of the seventeenth valley urging, and the power of the Nirvana Flame Knife, the threat of this knife is no less than Xiao Feng's eighteen dragon descending palms, and if the sweeping monk is completely defenseless, I am afraid that he will also be traumatized.

However, this obviously will not happen, and regardless of whether the sweeping monk can react in time to urge the strength of the body protector or the power of the domain, even Wang Hao, who has been prepared for a long time, will not let Gu Mozhi come.

For Gu Mozhi, Wang Hao has long wanted to kill him and then quickly, but Shaolin is a heavy land, or it is better to kill less, at this moment Gu Mozhi used a sneak attack, which just gave Wang Hao a reason to deal with him, Wang Hao will not kill him, but he is abolished, it is still no problem.

Shout!

Wind god legs, vigorous and resolute!

With Wang Hao's current strength, it was too risky to take the flame knife hard, so Wang Hao chose to surround Wei to save Zhao, his legs were as fast as thunder, and the last strike came first, and Gu Mozhi was caught off guard, and was kicked in the cheek and flew out upside down.

The flame knife lost the internal force support of Gu Mozhi, and the power was instantly reduced by three percent, and with the cultivation of the sweeping monk, the invisible qi wall burst out from the body, enveloping the whole body, and the sword flame bombarded the qi wall, as if to burn and evaporate the qi wall, but in the end, the follow-up was powerless and scattered invisible.

"Damn, it's this stinky boy who spoils me again!" Gu Mozhi's cheeks hurt sharply, and he gritted his teeth and scolded Wang Hao in the upside-down flight.

Bang!

Wang Hao's light skills are second only to the sweeping monk, and Gu Mozhi has just finished scolding in his heart, but he suddenly feels a shadow attacking, and a strong sense of crisis envelops his whole body.

"Not good!" Kumachi was secretly frightened, and hurriedly turned around in mid-air, trying to see the source of the crisis.

It's Wang Hao.

Wang Hao's figure attacked Gu Mozhi and grinned, "National teacher, take my palm!" ”

Wang Hao's palm slowly poked out, pressing towards Gu Mozhi's panicked face, and Gu Mozhi hurriedly lifted a breath of true qi and met it with a palm.

Gu Mozhi didn't know that Wang Hao's cultivation was a big advance, and Wang Hao's strength in the kick just now was not strong, only the pain was not hurt, so he thought that Wang Hao still had the strength to fight him earlier, so although he panicked for a while, he didn't mess up, and urged Shaolin stunts to resist with Xiao Wuxianggong, who had a faster recovery.

"Stinky boy, go die!" Kuma's eyes showed a fierce light.

"Hey!" Wang Hao said with a smile in his heart, and his palm collided with Gu Mozhi's Prajna palm violently.

The expected palm strength was not pressed, but Gu Mozhi found that his palm strength seemed to be a mud cow entering the sea, as if it was hitting a soft sponge.

"That's not right!" Gu Mozhi's heart froze, and he wanted to withdraw his palm, but he found a strong suction, coming from Wang Hao's palm, and his body was suddenly sucked tightly, unable to do it himself.

"Huagong Dafa!" A terrified exclamation rang out.

Everyone was also shocked and looked at Wang Hao.

The sweeping monk frowned slightly, but he didn't intervene, and chanted with his palms together: "Amitabha!" ”

If the sweeping monk doesn't stop it, others will naturally not make a move easily, and Yuan Fa and Yuan Xiang are even more faintly standing between everyone and Wang Hao, in case someone interferes with Wang Hao's fate.

"Ahh My internal force, you... You are a real person of the Wudang Sect in vain, and you actually use the Dafa of the old monster of the stars, aren't you afraid of being spurned by the people of the world? Aren't you afraid of ruining the century-old reputation of the Wudang Sect? Gu Mozhi felt that his internal force was passing rapidly, pouring into Wang Hao's palm, and no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't get out or stop the flow of internal force, and for a while, despair was pervasive, and he could only work his tongue, hoping to make Wang Hao stop.

When Wang Hao came out of the palm, he had already silently transported the fate of Youdao, and at the moment of the palm, the firepower was fully opened, and the Prajna palm power between Gu Mozhi and Gu Mozhi was the first to be absorbed, and then, unceremoniously began to absorb Gu Mozhi's half-step peerless internal force.

"Haha, Tubo National Teacher, you intend to rebel and cause chaos to our dynasty, it is already a capital crime, and now you want to sneak attack and harm Shaolin seniors, you should be punished, but this seat does not want to kill in the holy land of Buddhism, but the death penalty can be avoided, and the living crime cannot be escaped, this seat will accept your skills as a person to do evil, and it can be regarded as saving your life!" Wang Hao laughed.

In less than twenty breaths before and after, Wang Hao's palm shook slightly, and Gu Mozhi collapsed to the ground like mud, his black hair was completely white, his face was full of wrinkles, and he was twenty or thirty years old in an instant.

Gu Mozhi came to the Central Plains more than 30 years ago to discuss martial arts, and now he is sixty years old, with his profound cultivation, he looks similar to the prime of his upright thirty or forty years, but at this moment all his skills are lost, and his physical functions are naturally the same as ordinary old men, and he is even older.

This is still Wang Hao's mercy, but it only dissolves his internal strength, but does not dissolve his spirit, otherwise, Gu Mozhi is not like mud, but really becomes a puddle of blood-colored mud.