Gu Mozhi's eyelids jumped, and he asked, "I don't know what the prince plans to bet on with the little monk?" ”

"Let's fight, if you lose, give me your little phaseless magic skill and your self-created flame knife cheats; If I lose, how about sending you the Northern Spiritual Skill? Maybe you don't know that the Northern Shengong is powerful, Duan Yu's kid has learned a line of my Northern Shengong, and it has become the transformation of your mouth**, if you learn it all and be obedient, it will be amazing. In the whole rivers and lakes, I'm afraid that no one is your opponent. ”

Bai Feiyun said with a smile.

Gu Mozhi's eyelids jumped wildly, "I don't know where the donor learned about Xiao Wuxiang's divine skills." ”

"I have three major divine skills in the Freedom Sect, the Northern Underworld ranks first, and Xiao Wuxiang is also among them, how do you think I know? Although I don't know where you got it from, but, ah, little monk, now I am asking you to ask, if you wait for the uncle in my door to find you, hehe, then you will have to peel off the skin. Her old man has been cultivating for more than 90 years now, plus all kinds of peerless learning from my Freedom Sect, even if it is thousands of miles away, it is easy to find you, do you believe it or not? ”

Bai Feiyun: This is completely intimidating.

"Brother Tai, are we so powerful?" Duan Yu was also shocked.

Bai Feiyun sneered: "Awesome? What's more, our head and several uncles and uncles have a high seniority, that is, the Shaolin Lingzi generation has to be called a senior brother when they see it, and Shaolin abbot Xuanci has to call a senior uncle when he sees it. Why did you hide in the Sea of Stars? Back then, there was no cliff in the sneak attack on the master, and he was afraid that our uncle and uncle would kill him, so he ran away. Just that Huagong**, hey, less than one-tenth of the Northern Shengong, in front of the Northern Shengong, he is not even qualified to lift shoes. And the mastery of the Carefree School has been cultivated to the extreme, and it can rejuvenate itself, our master uncle, now there are six out of ninety, but he is still like an eleven or twelve-year-old child, do you say it is amazing? ”

There is some moisture in these words, but Gu Mozhi didn't know about the Xiaoyao faction, and he accidentally stole the little Wuxiang Divine Skill, and after learning it for decades, he felt even more wonderful, so how could he not be afraid of this Xiaoxiang Sect with a small Wuxiang Divine Skill?

Kumachi's heart shook wildly, he had never heard of the name of the Easy Sect, but it sounded very powerful! He never thought that the old immortal of the stars, a martial arts master, was actually an outcast of the Freedom Sect. And that little Wuxiang Divine Skill has been cultivated for many years, it is indeed very exquisite, and what is the No. 1 Northern Spiritual Skill, is it really that powerful? Moreover, the martial arts of the Carefree School have been cultivated to the extreme, and they can rejuvenate themselves?

"How, little monk? Bet on it? ”

Bai Feiyun's words dealt a great blow to Gu Mozhi, and the corners of his mouth showed a playful smile.

"The little monk is willing to gamble!"

Kuma replied.

Regardless of whether Bai Feiyun's words are true or not, this battle is inevitable. If this Xiaoyao Sect is really so powerful, it doesn't hurt to hand over this little phaseless magic skill. Besides, if you win, you can also win the Northern Shengong, but you won't lose it, and you will have something to say when you go back and send your elders to find it.

"Well, congratulations, it's the right choice!"

Bai Feiyun said with a smile.

In terms of strength, the strength of Gu Mozhi is much stronger than that of the Golden Wheel Dharma King in the Condor, but there are many masters among the heavenly dragons, and the Gu Mozhi is inferior. The light of the three products is the five uniques, and the great monks of Tianlong Temple, the worst Emperor Baoding is also the fourth grade, but Gu Mozhi can also go calmly.

"You know the Shaolin seventy-two stunts, and so will I, so I won't bully you with my free school kung fu, how about we fight for kung fu?"

Bai Feiyun jumped down from the little donkey's back, and the Qingfeng Sword was still hanging on it.

"Childe even knows Shaolin seventy-two stunts?" Kumachi obviously didn't think of it.

Bai Feiyun said with a smile: "Yes, I also stayed in Shenhezhuang for a year. ”

The best sparring partner to test the seventy-two stunts, in addition to Gu Mozhi, is also Murong Bo. As for the sweeping monk in Shaolin Temple, it is not a grade, it is too high-end, maybe he will be left in Shaolin as a monk.

"Alright, try my Shaolin Dragon Claw Hand first!"

Bai Feiyun's hands condensed into claws, flickering with golden light slightly, like dragon claws, grabbing them horizontally. The strength between the claws is extremely sharp and flexible.

Gu Mozhi did not show weakness, and used the same dragon claw hand.

The two fought, everyone avoided, and the surrounding merchants did not dare to approach, and they did not dare to get involved in this matter of the rivers and lakes. However, this dragon claw hand is good-looking, and the essence is released, which is really like a dragon claw.

After fighting for more than ten moves, Bai Feiyun's dragon claws changed, facing each other with his palm, and the golden light between his palms was entangled, like a golden Buddha's palm, which was very good-looking. In addition to looking good, the power is also very great, a palm falls, not hit the dove Mozhi, the powerful energy splits out of the air, smashes on the road, and a big pit appears.

Gu Mozhi's face was slightly gloomy, and he also changed his grasp into a palm, he didn't understand how the other party, a kid who looked no more than twenty years old, could have such a strong internal force, and he was a few points stronger than him, was it because of the Northern Spiritual Skill?

Mighty Vajra Palm, this set of palm techniques is like living in the hands of Gu Mozhi, Bai Feiyun is a little unable to parry, Bai Feiyun only has the experience of cultivating alone, and he doesn't fight much against Murong Bo, but his internal strength is poor, and his experience is insufficient, and a hundred moves are the limit.

The two fought hundreds of moves, Bai Feiyun changed thirteen kinds of martial arts, this is his limit, seventy-two stunts are by no means something that can be eaten thoroughly in one or two years, and thirteen kinds are also his rough learning, sharpening his experience in the fight of Gu Mozhi, although he is at a disadvantage and falls behind, but he is not panicked, relying on his strong internal strength, forcing Gu Mozhi not to dare to get too close. Then there is the peerless science of Ling Bo Weibu, and above the body method, he has the upper hand and is invincible.

Dragon claw hand, strong King Kong palm, strong King Kong finger, Wuxiang robbery finger, flower finger, etc., over and over again, experience continues to be proficient.

Gu Mozhi's patience was grinding away little by little, and he saw that his palm changed, and a red energy emanated, like a big knife slashing over.

"Is this the Flame Knife?"

Bai Feiyun's eyes froze, the flame knife is Gu Mozhi's stunt, it can be regarded as his hole card, I am afraid it is not easy to deal with.

The sword is hot and full of momentum. Gu Mozhi's move was extremely fast, sweeping in, and just as Bai Feiyun was dodging sideways, the flame knife changed its move again and turned back to press down. If it weren't for Ling Bo's subtlety, these two moves would have been able to dismember Bai Feiyun here. Between this slash, it was very fast, and Gu Mozhi attacked more than a dozen moves in a row, but he didn't even touch the corner of Bai Feiyun's clothes.

"The son's light skills are subtle, and the little monk can't compare." Kumachi spoke again.

Bai Feiyun smiled: "What, do you want me to give up the light kung fu footwork and fight you hard?" If so, why not fight for internal strength? ”

Gu Mozhi stopped talking, not to mention that Bai Feiyun's internal strength was a little stronger than him, and said that the Northern Shengong, which was even more weird than Huagong**, also made him dare not compete with his internal strength. He doesn't know the real mysteries of the Northern Shengong, but he still knows a thing or two about the characteristics of the ** of the Gong.

"Forget it, I am the Baiyun Sword God, I should be better than you with swordsmanship, how about the swordsmanship I use, and I don't need to be free-spirited swordsmanship?" Bai Feiyun said with a smile, reflexively retreated, instantly pulled away more than ten zhang, reached the donkey, stretched out his hand, and the Qingfeng Sword was already in his hand.

Bai Feiyun's words are a bit tricky, Gu Mozhi's difficulty is definitely above the Golden Wheel Dharma King, if the two of them compete, within a hundred moves, the Golden Wheel Dharma King will definitely lose in the hands of Gu Mozhi. Now, relying on the speed of Ling Bo's micro-steps and absorbing the thirty internal strength of the Golden Wheel Dharma King, Bai Feiyun is estimated to have been defeated long ago.

In fact, he is not a person from the Loose Sect, except for the Northern Shengong and Ling Bo Weibu, he really can't do other martial arts. He didn't know what Wu Yazi would do, but Tianshan Tong Wu Xingyun and Li Qiushui had a lot of peerless martial arts, but Bai Feiyun didn't learn how to do it.