"Evil Barrier!"

The old monk let out a thunderous sound, his eyes were full of anger, and he was the wrath of King Vajra, and his eyes seemed to have a burning fire of filth and evil rising up.

He stepped forward, his arm fluttered, his robe waved, and he slapped at Xia Wuji's face.

This palm is powerful and heavy, setting off a strong wind, and it carries a sense of inviolable divine majesty, like the Dharma Protector Vajra waving his palm, subduing demons and eliminating demons.

It is one of the seventy-two stunts, the "Mighty King Kong Palm", which is known for its fierceness and majesty.

"Good time." Xia Wuji laughed, raised his arms and waved his palms, and greeted him.

Rumble!

The palms clashed, and a thunderous thunderclap sounded in mid-air.

"What a wicked obstacle, there is such a powerful skill!"

The old monk's face changed slightly, and he only felt that the huge force of ten thousand jun was overturned like a mountain and a sea, and he was unable to resist.

Wave after wave of true qi is like the angry waves of the Yangtze River, endless.

His body trembled, the floor under his feet shattered inch by inch, and the whole person was like a lonely boat in January on the vast ocean, and he could only go with the flow and let it go.

"Amitabha!" Another kind-eyed monk shouted the Buddha's name, and his figure came suddenly, and in the sleeve of his robe, a big hand was bent into a claw, and suddenly poked out.

His grasp seemed simple, but he hid more than a dozen back moves, each of which locked the key points on Xia Wuji's body, making him unable to retreat and avoid it.

Shaolin dragon claw hand.

The dragon claw hand has been tempered thousands of times, it can be described as an unbreakable art, the old monk has been immersed in this road for a long time, at this time he has made every effort to use it, it is even more remarkable, the dragon shadow takes off, the dragon claw dances in the air, and even the air is caught by the hunting sound, there is a faint charm of returning to the basics.

Xia Wuji suddenly felt enveloped by a fierce energy, he spit out the strength in his palm, and the angry-eyed old monk couldn't stand, and kicked back.

At the same time, Xia Wuji's right hand stretched out, his five fingers were like hooks, and he was also a Shaolin dragon claw hand, with strict laws and familiar moves, but the fire was still two points worse than that of a kind mouse.

The two claws struck each other in the air, and the energy exploded.

Xia Wuji's body trembled slightly, and he took a step back, in the attainment of the dragon claw hand, he was still not as good as the old monk.

But Rao is like this, which is enough to surprise the two old monks.

According to the monk who guarded the pavilion, the strange thing in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion happened in the last half month, could it be that this person only took half a month to practice the dragon claw hand to this point, it is incredible.

"The monk's ability is wrong, and he eats the king's "Splitting the Sky Dragon Fist". ”

Xia Wuji shouted, and his momentum suddenly climbed to the extreme, like a divine dragon that tore through the wind and clouds and roamed the world, giving people endless oppression and majesty.

The two old monks were stunned, and they ran their true qi frantically, their robes swelled, and they tried their best to deal with this move.

Xia Wuji's curved five fingers suddenly tightened, clenched his fists, and swung out both fists in unison.

Rumble!!

The two fists carried the unrivaled energy, "slowly" expanding in front of the two of them, at first it was just a little starlight, and then it filled the whole world, like thousands of mountains rising from the ground, covering the sky, and rampage.

The two old monks were extremely dignified, and each performed a stunt to resist the oncoming fist.

Bang, bang!!

However, these two punches are completely lacking in the power of imagination, ordinary and ordinary.

"Haha, thank you for your hospitality, this king had a great time today. Those martial arts Buddhist scriptures have the king's annotations, which are used as books. If you are still not convinced, you might as well come to Zhongdu to find this king. ”

And Xia Wuji took advantage of the strength of the two old monks, and his figure swept back quickly, and disappeared in a hearty laugh.

The two old monks looked at each other and were speechless.

……

"Brother Ouyang, why did you come back so early today, Rong'er hasn't made breakfast yet."

Xia Wuji floated into the courtyard, and Huang Rong walked out of the kitchen.

"Haha, there was some accident today." Xia Wuji said with a smile.

"What happened?" Huang Rong said curiously.

"Reading the book and getting into the mind, I didn't notice it for a while, and I was discovered by two old monks......"

Xia Wuji followed everything that had happened before, and Huang Rong giggled and said, "Brother Ouyang, you are lying again, if the two monks believe your nonsense and want to take revenge, they will have to go to Zhongdu." ”

Xia Wuji smiled and said: "We are also going to Zhongdu, this group of monks really wants to seek revenge, I am afraid that they will encounter them, but they should not have such unrealistic ideas." ”

Huang Rong said again: "Brother Ouyang, you have been discovered, this time the Hidden Scripture Pavilion has strengthened its vigilance, and if you want to sneak in, I am afraid that it will be difficult." ”

Xia Wuji waved his hand and said nonchalantly: "Then I won't go, anyway, I have read most of the books in the Hidden Scripture Pavilion, and then I will rush to Zhongdu, capture Mei Chaofeng, and hand it over to my father-in-law." ”

"Okay, it is said that Zhongdu is prosperous, not inferior to Lin'an, and Rong'er also wants to take a look." Huang Rong clapped her hands and laughed.

……

After cleaning up, Xia Wuji and Huang Rong embarked on the road to Zhongdu.

The two traveled north for more than ten days and traveled all the way, and finally arrived at the middle capital of Jinguo, which is actually Beijing, which is the first prosperous and prosperous place in the contemporary world, even Lin'an is not as good.

I saw the Red Mansion Painting Pavilion, the embroidered Zhumen, the carved cars competed, and the horses galloped. The high cabinet giant shop, full of strange goods and foreign objects. Tea shop wine shop, but see Chinese clothes beads. Walking in it, compared with the high-rise buildings of later generations, the lights are bright and green, and there is a unique charm.

The two walked around, walked for a long time, and found a restaurant, found a place by the window, ate and drank to their heart's content, and when they were about to settle the bill, they listened to the noise of people below the restaurant, and cheered themselves endlessly.

The two of them looked around, and saw a circle of people not far away, the boss in the middle of a vacant lot, a pennant was inserted underground, red flowers on a white background, embroidered with four golden words of "competition to recruit relatives", two of them were fighting from their fists and feet, one was a girl in red, and the other was a grown man.

"It turned out to be this one." Xia Wuji's heart moved.

It's better to come early than to come at a good time.

There is no doubt that the girl is Mu Nianci.

Xia Wuji took a look at it, but saw that she had a good complexion, bright eyes and bright teeth, like a stunning beauty, about seventeen or eighteen years old, jade and pavilion, although her face was dusty, but there was an awe-inspiring aura in her appearance.

As for the big man who was drinking and drinking, his martial arts were mediocre, and he was afraid that he would be defeated if he didn't make a few moves.

"Mu Nianci is here, Guo Jing's bastard boy shouldn't be far away."

Xia Wuji swept his gaze and soon found a young man wearing a Mongolian fur hat who was squeezing into the crowd.

This young man seems to be honest, he can't beat a fart with three sticks, but his eyes are smart and cunning, but he is by no means an honest person.

"This kid is really here, I haven't seen him for several years, I don't know how much his martial arts have improved. And his temperament, without my influence, I don't know if the Seven Monsters of Jiangnan corrected him or not......"