"Mighty King Kong Palm!" Xuan Bei exclaimed in surprise, but his subordinates were not in a hurry, and the internal force surged out again, and his arms were all out to resist this palm.

Worst!

He Xie saw it clearly, and his eyes suddenly froze!

The old monk blocked this block, but the middle door was wide open, and there was a flaw.

Sure enough, Gu Mozhi's seemingly powerful palm was actually in vain, but it was just a false trick, he deceived Xuan Bei and did not dare to slack off, and resisted with all his might, but the other hand shrunk into his sleeve, but it was played three times in a row.

No phase robbery!

Bang! Bang! Bang!

With three muffled sounds, Xuan Bei's complexion suddenly changed greatly, and he took three steps back.

And every time he took a step back, his face became a little pale, and after three steps, the old monk's face was like gold paper, and he couldn't help but scream, and spurted out a mouthful of blood on the spot!

And Gu Mozhi did not take advantage of the victory to pursue, haha laughed wildly, his body turned back like a spinning top, and he fell in the middle of the Buddha hall in a very chic and light manner, his eyes were proud, his hands were folded, and he said: "Master Xuanbei's unphased robbery finger, but so!" The little monk paid a special visit, but he was disappointed! ”

Xuan Bei's face changed repeatedly, but in the end, he let out a long breath, slowly wiped the blood from his mouth, and said, "The old man is not good at learning and art, so he has nothing to say." ”

scolded Gu Mozhi for his despicable words, but he couldn't say anything.

In fact, scolding is also in vain, the battle between the two sides is a competition of wisdom and force, Xuanbei's internal strength is even deeper, and the fingers of the unphased robbery are also perfect, but they are still defeated.

If it weren't for the mercy of Kumachi's men, he would have died on the spot.

Anyway, in He Xie's opinion, this result is too normal.

Moreover, if it weren't for Gu Mozhi's single-minded pretense, he would have to use his copycat Wuxiang Robbery Finger to fight against Xuan Bei's unique skill that he had practiced for decades, and he would have won more neatly with a short blow.

"It's a pity, it's a pity!" Gu Mozhi sighed, "The master is a first-class master in the Central Plains, and his martial arts are even more authentic in Shaolin, but he is also so vulnerable, the Central Plains martial arts, is it in decline?" ”

An invincible and lonely look.

"Amitabha!" Xuan Bei couldn't help but retort, "Lao Wei is just an old monk, and among the Xuanzi brothers in this temple, Lao Gao is the most unsuccessful." If the national teacher uses Lao Gu's martial arts to measure the martial arts of the entire Central Plains, he will inevitably be suspected of peeping at the leopard. ”

"Humph!" Haruma sneered, "Really? Sooner or later, the little monk will go to the Central Plains for a while to see if it is like what the master said! ”

After a pause, Gu Mozhi suddenly clasped his hands together and bowed slightly: "Now that I have seen the high moves of the Shaolin monks, the little monk has nothing else to ask for, so I will retire, master, there will be a period in the future." ”

After saying that, Gu Mozhi nodded slightly to He Xie again, and then turned around and walked out.

As soon as he took two steps, Gu Mozhi's face changed, and his face turned red in an instant, like a fire, but he was stunned as usual, and slowly walked out of the body ring temple step by step.

"The old monk is so profound!" Gu Mozhi spurted out a mouthful of blood, and his face suddenly improved a lot, and he used his luck to suppress the injury, and his face showed a palpitating look.

"It seems that the Tianlong Temple is going to be delayed for two days." Kumachi thought to himself, but in an instant, he became proud again.

"Today, the Buddha defeated the senior monks of the Shaolin Xuanzi generation, and he will definitely be famous in the Central Plains! I think that in the near future, in front of Nan Murong and North Qiao Feng, there will be a Xi Gumo to be added! ”

The more he thought about it, the more excited he became, and he was about to take a step to leave, but suddenly he remembered something, and hurriedly bent down, took out a piece of sackcloth, wrapped up all the dirt on the ground that had just been soaked in the blood he had vomited, and pulled it with his foot a few times to restore the ground to its original state.

Hatomo smiled with satisfaction.

Perfect!

But then he thought of He Xie, and his brows furrowed slightly.

That's perfect, too!

Tomoshi Kuma left satisfied.

In the Ring Temple, Xuan sighed, laughed at He Xie, and sighed: "The old man's skills are not as good as others, which humiliates Shaolin and makes the little benefactor laugh." ”

"How can the honor and disgrace of Shaolin be determined by a momentary victory or defeat?" He Xie smiled, "What's more, Shaolin Temple is full of talents, and there are many high-ranking monks who have escaped the world and visited Buddha, so that their reputation is not obvious, Master Xuanbei, there is no need to mind." ”

Xuan Bei smiled and said: "Amitabha, the little donor doesn't have to comfort the old man, the old man is just a pity to see the spread of Shaolin martial arts, but he can't do anything." ”

He Xie couldn't deny a smile and said: "In the lower part of the slightly Qi Huang, if the master doesn't mind, can you let the master take the pulse below?" ”

"Oh?" Xuan Bei's eyes were slightly surprised, and he smiled: "In this way, there will be a little benefactor." ”

"It doesn't matter." He Xie smiled and walked towards Xuan Bei.

Xuan Bei stretched out his hand, He Xie just grabbed his wrist in his hand, and suddenly, a sudden change occurred!

I saw a black shadow suddenly burst out of the back door of the Buddha hall like the wind, and the lightning shot in, pointing at the back of Xuanbei's heart!

Xuan Bei was injured, so he reacted a little slower, and when he realized the sneak attack, the person had already arrived in front of him.

Xuan Bei could have immediately activated the True Qi of the Body Protection to resist slightly, but at this moment, He Xie grabbed his wrist, this old monk was just about to use his internal force, and when he thought that this would probably hurt He Xie, who was taking his pulse, he suddenly hesitated slightly.

But between this lightning and flint, even if Xuan Bei does not hesitate, it is nine deaths and one life, and this pause, then it will be completely dead and lifeless - if He Xie is not there.

Seeing that the black shadow was about to point at Xuan Bei's body, He Xie suddenly stared, and the hand that was taking the pulse for Xuan Bei suddenly turned, and the internal force surged out, and he slapped his palm on Xuan Bei's body with a "bang", and the unsuspecting old monk was suddenly slapped out, making the black shadow pounce into the air.

At this time, this black shadow was only two feet away from He Xie, this was a masked man with a black head and a black head, He Xie could even see this person's stunned eyes.

It was too late, it was too late, He Xie snorted lightly, stepped forward suddenly, and slapped the masked man on the chest with a heart-shattering palm.

The masked person was in mid-air, but his body was like a spiral, dodging He Xie's palm, not waiting for him to react, only listening to the evil wind behind his head, this person was startled and blocked with his backhand.

Bang!

As soon as he turned around, he saw an arm as straight as a sword, piercing his throat.

This person dodged on one side, slapped He Xie on the abdomen with his backhand, and He Xie stepped on Ling Bo, flashed to the right side of this person, and hit this person's left shoulder with a punch.

The man held out his palm to block it.

Bang!

The energy exploded, and the two of them made moves at each other at the same time.

It's just a moment, the two have exchanged seven or eight moves, and what makes the man in black secretly frightened is that the young man in front of him is simply incredible, all kinds of moves are at his fingertips, and there is no trace at all, in vain he is conceited to read all the martial arts in the world, but the number of this young man's path, he can't see it at all.