Chapter 13: Little Luohan Boxing

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Seeking Zen clan, located at the foot of Luming Mountain in the southeast direction of Qinglian clan, the ancestor had been lit by the traveling monks of an ancient temple in the West Wilderness, although the Buddha is devout, but it is not taboo to marry meat, in addition to the statue of the Qingdi in the clan, but also enshrine the statue of the White Emperor, for hundreds of years, occasionally the light of the White Emperor Buddha comes, in the ten major clans in the territory of the Luming tribe, it is enough to rank among the top three.

At this moment, the young Zen stone did not have the slightest intention of retreating, he was bent and tall, far more than the average teenager, even compared with the three clan hunters around him, it was not much better. I saw him take a step forward, with a sneer on his face, and said: "You said that you found it first, that is, you found it first, I want to say, this is what I found yesterday, just because the seedlings are still young, I want to wait a few days before transplanting." ”

"Shameless!"

Qinghu couldn't help but scold: "I want to see, you dare to take the seedlings away!"

Not good!

Among the four people, the most calm Qingyu heart suddenly, sure enough, Qinghu's words fell, Zen Shi chuckled, and said: "I beg the Chan clan why don't you dare! I am about to learn the high tricks of the four of you, but I heard that your Qinglian generation, no one has practiced internal force, I Zen Shi was ten years old to forge muscles and bones, one year and five months to derive internal force, and now three months have passed, I have opened my heart four tricks, I will not deceive you, only with one hand, as long as someone can defeat me, these two seedlings, with you to take away." ”

What the!

At this moment, even the bluefish with the best heart couldn't help but show a gloomy face, let one hand, what kind of contempt is this, when there is no one in his Qinglian generation?

"Presumptuous!

The green tiger glared angrily, drew his sword out of its sheath, jumped up, jumped several feet high, and the cold light of the tip of the sword flickered, pointing at the Zen stone.

"Qinghu be careful!"

"Come back!"

Qingwu and Qingyu exclaimed almost at the same time, what kind of person is Zen Shi, although it is not as good as Chan Mountain, but it is also the top five Cun ZĂ i in the generation of young people in the Qiu Chan clan, and he has practiced his internal strength early, and he has cultivated a fierce and fierce little Arhat boxing, although they are unwilling to admit it, but with Qinghu alone, it is more than enough for the other party to make only one hand.

Ahead, the three Qiu Chan Orions shook their heads, this young man is too weak, and his internal breath is still a lot short of consummation, and this sword is afraid that even the power of two stones is insufficient.

"The Pearl of Rice!"

Looking at the long sword stabbed by the green tiger, Zen Shi looked proud, his left hand was behind him, and he only stretched out a right hand, almost without looking, and aimed at the front is a punch.

Almost the last to come, Zen Shi's fist was imprinted on Qinghu's sword, and on the fist, a faint white light appeared.

Clang!

There was a metal trill, and the next moment, the green tiger snorted, and the tiger's mouth shook violently, and the long sword was taken out of his hand, and the opponent's fist drove straight in, lightly imprinting a blow on his chest.

Wow!wow!

He withdrew seven or eight steps one after another, and did not stop his body until he was held down by the three of Qingwu, but he saw that Qinghu's face was pale, and there was a trace of blood spilling from the corner of his mouth, obviously he was injured by a punch in his internal organs, although the injury was not serious, but it would take several days to cultivate before he could recover.

Qingwu's face sank, this is also because the opponent's internal strength is not deep, and he has just opened up the four points where the heart is located, if it penetrates more than ten points, this punch falls, and Qinghu will most likely be seriously injured.

"Zen stone, you are so spicy hands!"

Qingwu took a step forward and said coldly, although his temperament was jumpy, his expression was calm at the moment, but he also had a calm and cold temperament.

"Competition, it is inevitable that there will be some harm, I have collected three points of strength, otherwise under the fist of Xiao Luohan, there are few of the ten major clans in this generation who can stand. Zen Shi said coldly, and the contempt in his eyes became more and more intense.

"Then let me learn your tricks!"

Taking a deep breath, Qingwu slowly pulled out the long sword behind his back, Qingyu wanted to speak, but after all, he still held back, Qingwu practiced his internal strength, although the swordsmanship was too poor, but the other party was defenseless, and there was no chance to say that there was still a chance, even if he couldn't win in the end, he could drag it out for a while, as long as Qingyun brought Uncle Qi in time, these two deer blood rice seedlings would be saved.

Seeing Qingwu step forward, Chan Shi glanced at him lightly: "You, take out the sword, otherwise you won't have a chance." ”

"As you wish!"

Qingwu said in a deep voice, Qi Er slammed on the ground, the whole person was like a big bird, leaping up and down a long distance, and at the same time, the long sword in his hand stabbed sharply, and a faint sword whistle suddenly sounded in the air.

"It turns out that the internal breath is almost full, no wonder there is such confidence. Zen Shi said indifferently, "However, the Lotus Sword came out of your hand, and it really fell into the name of its top ordinary martial arts, so it seems that I still ask the Zen Clan's Little Arhat Fist to be superior." ”

Call!

Immediately, Zen Stone shot, set off a dull fist wind, this is a move in the small Arhat boxing "Arhat Pestle", in the hands of Zen Stone, decent, the fist wind is fierce and heavy.

Zen Shi estimated that his fist would be imprinted on the opponent's sword body seven inches after half breathing.

Airplanes!

Without the slightest warning, a faint sword roar sounded, and the long sword that Qingwu had originally stabbed out suddenly accelerated, and a layer of extremely faint white light flashed on the sword body.

"Internal force!"

"Zen Stone be careful!"

The three hunters were shocked, but they were not like another bald boy, Shi Shiran stood there without the slightest hint of panic.

Don't?

On the other side, the herring fish looked at it all in his eyes, and suddenly had an ominous premonition in his heart.

The next moment, Zen Shi snorted coldly: "Do you think I'm really defenseless? Since I have revealed the full power of my inner breath, I have the possibility of practicing my internal strength, I thought that how strong my cultivation was, but it turned out to be nothing more than that!

In an instant, Zen Shi changed his move, and the punch he hit was retracted three inches in the air, changing the direction, and punching out again.

This punch was extremely strong, and on the fist of the Zen stone, the pale white internal force light climbed to the extreme, almost between the electric light and flint, it was imprinted on the body of the Qingwu sword, and it trembled three times in succession.

Bang!

This is to hit three punches in a row with a very small amplitude, the blue fish color changes, the opponent's boxing method is actually barely in the slightest, the three punches are superimposed, and the power possessed is by no means so simple.

Click!

Sure enough, after an instant, the long sword in Qingwu's hand screamed, and was smashed by this punch, and at the same time, the broken sword rolled upside down, shaking Qingwu's tiger's mouth, and the hilt of the sword was like a stick, smashed on his chest.

Burst!

A mouthful of blood spurted out, and Qingwu staggered backwards, and in an instant, his face turned extremely pale.

"Qingwu!"

The three of them exclaimed, holding Qingwu, the young man stubbornly stood up, stared at the Zen stone with his eyes, and said: "My swordsmanship is not good, it's not that my Qinglian clan's swordsmanship is not good, and I can barely understand your boxing skills, but my Qinglian clan has a day of subtle storage, and when he practices his internal strength, you are nothing more than that!"

"Haven't you developed your internal strength yet? I'm looking forward to it. ”

Zen Shi sneered, he didn't practice his internal strength, he was not his opponent, as for the so-called one-day subtlety, it was just a joke in Zen Shi's opinion, even if he asked for Chan's Zen Mountain, when he first learned the first-class boxing method of Xiao Luohan Boxing, it took half a month to reach the realm of subtlety, and he was already known as a martial arts genius who asked for Chan's once-in-a-century appearance.

"I'll teach you your little Arhat boxing!"

At this time, Qingyu took a deep breath, calmed down, and stepped out, no matter what, he had to drag these people down.

Frowning slightly, Zen Shi said proudly: "I know that I have to make a move even if I am invincible, and I can't practice internal strength, my one hand is enough to push everyone in your Qinglian clan!"

Beside him, the bald boy and the three Orions nodded secretly, but they faintly sensed that something was wrong.

"Zen Shi, hurry up and deal with him, he's stalling for time!" said abruptly, the bald boy coldly.

It's been discovered!

Qingyu's complexion changed slightly, but he still slowly drew out his long sword, the tip of the sword pointed far away, and the impetuous aura on his body quickly dissipated.

"There is a bit of law, it seems that the swordsmanship is practiced well, you are a herring, I have heard of you. Zen Shi's eyes showed a look of understanding, and said, "I said why you give me the strongest feeling, the subtle Qinglian swordsmanship, but I have seen it a little, but unfortunately you haven't practiced your internal strength yet, and I don't have time to practice with you anymore, let's end it." ”

This time, Zen Shi took the initiative to make a move, not following only one hand, the left hand behind him was also raised at the same time, as Zen Shi stepped forward, the air was slightly stagnant, and the herring fish in front of him suddenly felt a great pressure, which belonged to the oppression of internal forces. (Ask for recommendation votes, ask for collections!)