Murong Longcheng was stunned. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

As a peerless master who has been famous for a hundred years, he never dreamed that someone would dare to challenge him today. For a moment, Murong Longcheng almost had to wonder if there was something wrong with his ears!

Gu Xiao said coldly: "For me, a master who is stronger than me has always had only one value, and that is to become a stepping stone on my martial arts!" Today, since I met you Murong Longcheng, if I don't make two moves with you, I will inevitably be too wronged by my sword! ”

As soon as the sword word came out, on Gu Xiao's body, infinite sword qi was instantly emanated.

At this moment, Gu Xiao's whole body was surrounded by countless sword qi, and his whole person no longer looked like a person, but turned into a sword! An invincible, peerless sword that will capture the flag!

Swish! Swish! Swish! Swish! ……

Countless sword qi were unscrupulously launched from Gu Xiao's body, and for a while, no one in the field could look directly at him. Everyone felt that they would not be able to face this dazzling, yet terrifying, peerless sword at all!

"What kind of kung fu is this?" Wu Xingyun exclaimed.

Just now, Gu Xiao replaced the sword with his hand, and the invisible sword qi he displayed was already amazing enough. Who knows, Gu Xiao's whole person is now turned into a sword! The sword qi seemed to shoot out from every part of his body, making people shudder.

Wu Xingyun and Li Canghai, who had never seen this hand, were both discolored.

In the shroud of infinite sword qi, Gu Xiao's faint words came out, "Innate Broken Body Invisible Sword Qi!" ”

Gu Xiao has never been a person who is willing to be mediocre, he has always pursued the principle that he is in the world, or he doesn't do it, and if he wants to do it, he must do his best.

The origin of the martial art of congenital body-breaking formless sword qi, Gu Xiao is not very clear. He only remembers, in the Hereafter. In many of the novels he had seen, there had been descriptions of the innate body-breaking formless sword qi, and this martial art that could emit sword qi from any part of his body had once made him very obsessed.

After stepping into the realm of innate peerlessness. After Gu Xiao discovered that his physical body could already carry the exertion of sword qi, he had been deducing this peerless martial art that had been touted by countless people, and wanted to use this invisible sword qi to match his sword intent. Finally, with his profound kendo realm. This peerless martial art finally appeared in his hands.

Gu Xiao is confident, this peerless martial art created by himself is definitely not weaker than the original version, or even stronger! 、

Swish! With a crisp sword roar, the Ziwei soft sword on Gu Xiao's waist suddenly struck, and on the flexible sword body, great power was condensed at this moment.

"How?" Gu Xiao looked at Murong Longcheng and said lightly.

Murong Longcheng's expression was cold, and he naturally felt the scene of Gu Xiao's breakthrough a few months ago. It's just that he didn't pay attention to it at the time. Because in the eyes of Murong Longcheng, who has lived for more than a hundred years, almost no one in the world is his opponent, even if it is Duan Siping, Martial Saint, and Xiaoyaozi, he may not be his opponent.

It's just a junior who has just broken through, and he doesn't need to take it to heart at all.

Who knows, when he really saw it, he thought it was just a junior who had just broken through, and this junior immediately gave him a big surprise. This junior's martial arts are so high that he may not be below him. Vaguely, he felt a threat!

If you really start to do it, and you want to continue to hide your strength, it will be difficult!

All of a sudden. Murong Longcheng is in a dilemma, if he fights, even if he can win, he will inevitably expose his strength, and if he avoids not fighting, he will damage his reputation. The most important thing is that this time Murong Longcheng came. Originally, he just wanted to help Murong Fu win the position of the leader of the Martial Arts Alliance, but who knew that there would be so many things in this.

Murong Longcheng's thoughts were chaotic, and he really didn't know what to do for a while.

Fortunately, Murong Longcheng has not lived in vain for more than a hundred years, and at this moment, a Buddha horn sounded, resolving the current dilemma of Murong Longcheng.

"Amitabha, the donor is young and vigorous, and his martial arts are strong. In time, the number one in the world will definitely be in the donor's pocket, why bother with fame and fortune. An old voice sounded, and immediately after the Daxiong Treasure Hall, a thin monk in a green robe came out.

This monk is quite old, his sparse long beard is already white, his movements are slow, he has no strength, and he does not look like he has martial arts.

It's just that no one dares to really think that this monk really has no martial arts at all. At least, seeing the appearance of this monk, Murong Longcheng was surprised, Wu Xingyun and Li Canghai looked solemn, and Gu Xiao was even more warlike.

At this moment, the monks who will appear here will be all known.

Li Canghaijiao laughed and said, "Mo Ge, I, you old guy is not dead yet?" ”

The Mo Ge she calls now is the name of this Shaolin Temple Lingkong Master before he became a monk. Decades ago, Ming Sect Mo Ge I was powerful in the martial arts, and he was one of the best devils, and he could be called the first person in the evil way. It's just that later, the leader of the Ming Sect was replaced, and this Mo Ge I originally had the hope of sitting in the position of the sect leader, but because of the power dispute within the Ming Sect, he missed the position of the sect leader. In a fit of rage, he injured his successor sect leader, turned out of the Ming Sect, and was hunted down by both good and evil. In desperation, he could only flee to the Shaolin Temple and expressed his willingness to become a monk. At that time, the abbot of Shaolin Temple was merciful and accepted him, but he was a sin, and Shaolin Temple could not help but give an explanation to the people of the world! Therefore, as a generation of masters, he became an unknown sweeping monk in Shaolin Temple.

This past is now unknown to no one inside the Shaolin Temple, but Li Canghai and Wu Xingyun both came from that time, so they are naturally clear.

The sweeping monk raised his head, his eyes were blank, and he had no spirit at all, as if Mo Ge's name was not his own, and said: "The female benefactor has not seen you for many years, and your demeanor is the same as before!" I think back then, when you came to challenge me Shaolin, you were as beautiful as a flower, and now decades have passed, and you are still so beautiful. ”

Wu Xingyun snorted coldly: "It's not your turn to meddle in the affairs of my Loose Sect, a traitor from the Ming Sect!" You old devil can't sweep your floor well, what are you doing here? ”

"Amitabha, this temple held a martial arts conference today, which is really a prosperous era of martial arts. The donors are tense one by one, and regard my Buddhism as a place for you to settle grievances, which really makes the old man sad. The old man also hopes that the donors can restrain one or two things, and don't disturb the tranquility of my Buddha. The sweeping monk said compassionately.

"Master, you and I haven't seen each other for years." Murong Longcheng looked at the sweeping monk and said with a smile.

The sweeping monk raised his head, saw Murong Longcheng, saluted, and said, "It turned out to be Murong Old Benefactor, and in the blink of an eye, it has been more than forty years. I haven't seen him for many years, and the old man thought that the old donor had already ascended to the immortal, but when I saw it today, I knew that the old donor was still alive, which was really fortunate! “

As soon as Gu Xiao saw this old bald donkey jump out, the situation was immediately out of his control, and he shouted angrily: "I don't care if you are a Lingkong monk or a traitor to the Ming Sect Mo Ge, since you are here, then take me a sword!" ”

Swish! Gu Xiao's voice fell, and on the Ziwei soft sword, a deadly sword shot out, and the three-foot sword light condensed and turned into a brilliant meteor, stabbing towards the chest of this traitor to the Ming Sect in the past, and the Lingkong master of Shaolin Temple today.

"Amitabha, the donor's shot is too vicious." A burst of brilliant golden light emerged from the sweeping monk's body, and in an instant, his whole person had turned into a golden man. Gu Xiao's sword slammed into his chest impartially, but it didn't help him in the slightest.

Bang! The sword was bounced off by the sweeping monk's golden body and crashed into a house not far away, destroying a series of houses on the spot, and the houses collapsed, causing a burst of chaos immediately.

"Shaolin Golden Bell Jar!" Gu Xiao exclaimed.

Tong Zi Gong, Golden Bell Jar, Washing the Pulp Sutra, Yi Jin Sutra and known as the four great magic skills of Shaolin. Among them, the Yijin Sutra has already become the treasure of the Shaolin Temple, and there are many people who practice the Washing the Pulp Sutra in the Shaolin Temple. As for Tong Zigong and the Golden Bell Jar, they have already spread in the rivers and lakes and become the main road martial arts on the rivers and lakes.

But Gu Xiao never thought that this martial art was not powerful just because the golden bell jar was already rotten on the street.

It is rumored that after the Bodhidharma patriarch practiced the golden bell jar to the twelfth level, he could be invulnerable, invulnerable, and even if he drank poison, he could not hurt him in the slightest. Now, looking at the appearance of the sweeping monk, most of his golden bell jars have been practiced to the tenth level, and the power is enough to compete with his invisible sword qi.

"Okay, another good opponent!" Gu Xiao exclaimed excitedly.

The sweeping monk said: "Amitabha! The old man is just a sweeping monk, why should the donor be persistent! ”

"Less nonsense! Take me a sword! As soon as the words fell, Gu Xiao rushed towards the sweeping monk, and the invisible sword qi on his body shot towards the sweeping monk's golden body, forcing him not to fight. (To be continued.) )

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