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As for Qin Changfeng, Gu Mozhi had never dealt with him, so he naturally knew very little, he had been eavesdropping nearby for a long time before, and he only knew that Qin Changfeng had designed to trap Murong and his son, and he felt that his scheming was quite deep.

As for Qin Changfeng's martial arts, in fact, people outside Shaolin don't know much, because the number of times he shot in front of outsiders is extremely limited, and the most shocking one is only the one when he killed one hundred and thirty-six Western Xia warriors alone in the night battle at the border pass, but only a few beggar disciples witnessed that battle, and after many years, the influence is gradually disappearing.

The other time is the Juxianzhuang Heroes Conference, the miracle of his death to Xiang Wanghai and Bai Shijing with the curse of heaven is still circulating in the rivers and lakes like a myth, but this matter is so unbelievable that people would rather believe that it is just a coincidence, or Xiang Wanghai and Bai Shijing are really guilty of the great crime and incur heavenly punishment, and they will not think that the heavenly punishment was summoned by Qin Changfeng at all.

The recent killing of Ding Chunqiu in Drum Mountain, he wore a ghost mask from beginning to end, except for a few people such as Xuzhu and Ye Sanniang, no one knew that the monk who shot ruthlessly was him.

In this way, his reputation in the rivers and lakes may not be low, but the level of martial arts has always been a mystery, or not many people pay attention to it.

At this time, Gu Mozhi saw that he was only in his early thirties, and expected that no matter how high his martial arts were, he would be limited, so he smiled and said: "Little master has not enough time to practice, so it's better to step down and let the senior monks of your temple take action." "When you speak, you look like a senior who doesn't want to bully your juniors, and the implication is that you and I are not at the same level, little monk, I don't want to bully you, you are still a little self-aware, don't come to be strong.

Qin Changfeng frowned, but before he could say anything, an old monk with a red face walked out slowly. His right index finger and middle finger lightly clasped it, his face was smiling, his expression was gentle, it was Xuandu, who had always been generous and benevolent among the senior monks of Shaolin Temple, and was deeply loved by young disciples, and said with a smile: "Since the national teacher insists on comparing this scene, there are poor monks who come to ask for advice with Shaolin flower fingers." ”

It wasn't that he didn't believe Qin Changfeng when he stood up at this time, but that most people in Shaolin only knew that Qin Changfeng King Kong was not bad, but they didn't know that his Sumeru Mountain palm power was also extremely good...... After all, King Kong's magic skills are only the foundation of being invincible, and if you want to win, you still need a strong attack stunt, otherwise he just stood up and was beaten with King Kong's magic skills, even if he got a draw in the end, Shaolin's face was ugly.

Gu Mozhi also smiled and said, "Master Jiumu Xuandu's 'Flower Finger' stunt has been mastered, and it is an honor to see it today. As he spoke, the two fingers of his right index thumb were also gently put together, making a flower.

The next moment, the two monks' left hands slowly stretched out at the same time and flicked three bullets at each other.

Qin Changfeng sighed helplessly when he saw this, he originally wanted Shaolin not to lose this face, and directly sent Gu Mozhi away, but after all, he was still too young, and his reputation among the Shaolin people was not to the extent of unconditional belief.

As he expected, he only heard three rings of Bo Bo Bo, and when his fingers collided, Xuandu shook his body, and suddenly three blood arrows shot out of his chest, spurting several feet.

The result is self-evident, under the contest of the two finger forces, Xuandu was invincible, and the three finger forces of Gu Mozhi were all in the chest, as if they were injured by a sharp blade.

"Accept, I don't know which Shaolin monk will continue to teach? If not, ask the Shaolin monks to watch from the wall, and stop meddling in the grievances between Murong Shi and the Xiao family. Gu Mozhi seems to be modest, but in fact, both his face and words are full of ridicule, as if to say that the Shaolin monks are nothing more than that, and the seventy-two stunts of this door have not been practiced thoroughly by an outsider.

Rao is Xuanci and the others, no matter how good they are, they are all angry, but at this time, Gu Mozhi has to inch in, and then said loudly: "The little monk came to Middle Earth alone, originally wanted to see the demeanor of Shaolin Temple, and see what kind of solemn and magnificent atmosphere this place known as the Central Plains Wulin Taishan Beidou is. But after listening to the words of the monks and seeing the martial arts of the monks, hehehe, it seems that it is not as good as the Tianlong Temple of Dali in the southern Xinjiang. Alas! This is a big disappointment for the little monk. ”

Xuan Ci, Xuan Difficulty, Xuan Silence is silent, and his heart is like being slashed by a knife, although he doesn't want to admit it, but the fact is that the Shaolin stunt performed by Gu Mozhi is indeed amazing, and there are almost no Shaolin monks who can compete with it.

"The national teacher's words are wrong", at this time, no one stopped him, Qin Changfeng said unceremoniously: "According to the little monk, the national teacher is just a person who deceives the world and steals his name, the national teacher's martial arts seem to be strong and exquisite, but in fact it is just a virtual appearance, as if carving various exquisite patterns on a war knife, but in fact, it ...... Not only does the power of this weapon itself not increase much, but it will also greatly reduce the strength of the blade. ”

As he spoke, he stretched out his thumb and pointed out his thumb towards more than ten meters away, and the boulder that had just been played by Gu Mozhi went to the sky and the earth was exerted with the internal force of the small Wuxiang Gong, but it was not a Maha finger, but a heavy arrow!

It's just that due to the formless and phaseless characteristics of the internal force of the small phaseless power, this flying arrow is also looming, as if it is really just a finger force, only a sneering sound can be heard, and a deep hole with a thick finger appears on the boulder, as if it was stabbed by an invisible sword.

When the people present saw it, they were all amazed, even if it was just this step, it was shocking enough, after all, this is a finger power four or five feet away!

But the next moment, there was a loud bang inside the boulder, followed by dust flying, debris splattering, and the entire boulder was blown to pieces.

The entire cliff was silent, if Qin Changfeng's finger was simply regarded as a finger force, it could really be called a peerless stunt!

After a moment, Kumachi exclaimed, "Good kung fu! You try my trick! ”

Saying a few steps forward, he stood with his palms at a distance of three zhang, as if he was saluting, but his palms were not closed, and with a sigh, a palm force spit out from between his palms and rushed towards Qin Changfeng, which was the "Canyon Heavenly Wind" of Praruo's palm. It's just that the Prajna palm takes "emptiness, nothingness, non-emptiness, and non-nothingness" as the main purpose, but his palm is fierce and heavy, obviously only its meaning and its shape.

Qin Changfeng's face was as usual, and with a light wave of his right hand, he dissolved the palm power of his palm.

It's not that Gu Mozhi's skills are not profound, but that the distance between him and Qin Changfeng is too far, and he makes a palm from ten meters away, no matter how strong his palm power is, there will be no more than four or five percent left when he reaches Qin Changfeng's body.

Gu Mozhi also knew this in his heart, so after taking out his palm, he hurriedly stepped forward and wanted to get closer, but Qin Changfeng slashed over with a palm, only to see a slightly golden palm power in the void swimming, and immediately a fierce energy rushed towards him, like a stone slab being photographed in front of him!

In order not to let Gu Mozhi find out that he had cultivated Xiao Wuxianggong, so this palm he used Vajra not to destroy the internal force.

And it should be mentioned here that although there is a fixed upper limit on the power of the trialist's skills, not every attack must be the maximum attack.

As long as you practice more and raise the skill level to more than two levels, you will basically be able to control the power of your skills, which is naturally a good thing for trialists, after all, many times just deterrence is enough, not to kill people as soon as you make a move.

The same principle is applied to Qin Changfeng's fusion skills, and the Dragon Descending Sumeru Palm is naturally far stronger than the Sumeru Mountain Palm Power, but as long as he is willing, he can also only play the Sumeru Mountain Palm Power. It's like as the skill level of the flying arrow is getting higher and higher, he is actually equivalent to having practiced Xiao Li's flying knife, and letting him shoot people with the flying knife can also ensure that there is no false shot, but the power is relatively weak.

Qin Changfeng's palm is only the mystery of driving the palm power of Mount Meru, so there is no dragon-shaped energy and dragon chant, although there is still a trace of weirdness, but in general, it is still the authentic palm of Mount Meru, so no one in Shaolin saw the abnormality.

With a bang, Gu Mozhi once again sacrificed his palm, although he blocked it, but the fierce strength from the palm made his heart sink.

It was also a palm ten meters away, but the power of this palm that reached his hand was much stronger than the palm he had hit Qin Changfeng before!

In fact, although he has practiced many Shaolin stunts, but this does not include the Sumeru Mountain Palm, so he is not familiar with this palm technique, and he does not know the characteristics of this palm technique that is not weakened due to distance, only when Qin Changfeng's palm power is weakened by three zhang, he still needs this kind of power, so how terrifying should his real palm power be?

"Little Master, watch out!"

Gu Mozhi knew that if he started with Qin Changfeng, a Shaolin disciple of the Hui generation, there would not be much brilliance if he won, and he would be ridiculed if he lost, but the situation had reached such a situation, he couldn't avoid the battle by himself, and all he could do was to defeat the other party as soon as possible, so while he opened his mouth and pretended to remind him, the figure had already swept forward like a wild goose, and the distance of less than three zhang was just a flash of light skill under the superior light skill.

When he came to the front and back, he directly waved his palm and struck out, and the slight sound of beeping in the palm wind was faintly faint, and the posture technique was the superior kung fu of Pranya palm.

Qin Changfeng clasped his hands together, his face was like water, motionless, but secretly activated the active defense of the Vajra Protective Body, and let this palm slap on his body.

With a bang, Gu Mozhi felt that his palm seemed to be slapped on a big bell, not only did he fail to shake Qin Changfeng, but he felt a countershock.

Just when Gu Mozhi was suspicious, Qin Changfeng suddenly smiled at him, and then pressed his palm forward gently, and the five superimposed palms were directly slammed into his chest, and with a snort, this tantric monk from the Great Snow Mountain spat blood without any suspense and was sent flying......

The victory and defeat have been divided, and the national teacher has been defeated!

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