"Ten moves? The donor is a big breath...... The poor monk is ugly! ”

Gu Mozhi's eyes condensed, smiled slightly, and pinched the lotus seal in his hand, like a Bodhisattva lowered his eyebrows, raised his hand and twisted lightly, a petal of withered yellow leaves has fallen into his fingers, and there was a little more compassion on the solemn face of the treasure.

With a flick of his hand, the dead leaves were like an arrow in a hurry, and they came straight to Chen Zhuo's door.

A leaf obstructs the eyes, the two sleeves of Gu Mozhi faded, and the robe on his body suddenly unfolded in the wind, under the operation of its strength, it was like gold and iron, cutting and flying horizontally, and where it passed, the wood and stone were broken, like a divine soldier.

"The robe subdues the demons?"

Chen Zhuo's eyelids trembled, and the light in his eyes skyrocketed, and the flying leaves in front of him shattered in an instant.

If you want to get out today, you must have a fight with this monk, otherwise this guy will be chasing after you, and Murong Bo will remember the secret of the ascension of the day, endlessly; Besides, although he has the intention to secretly lead the world's masters into the game, he should also have some arrangements on the surface, he doesn't think that he can hide from the world, and it will be a matter of time before he is found out.

But exposing it too early will be troublesome after all.

And the person in front of him is obsessed with martial arts, or he can use it.

The flying leaves were scattered, and the robe was immediately cut horizontally.

Chen Zhuo smiled faintly, his arms were flat, one foot was on the ground, and his body leaned back, and he had swept back in the air.

The energy swept away, and the withered leaves flew all over the sky.

Seeing that the robe was getting closer and closer, the Gu Mozhi split out with a palm in the air, and the robe that was supposed to fly straight changed its offensive when it landed, and it flew rapidly around Chen Zhuo Rutuo, within a radius of four or five zhang, all things that were as high as one person were stopped and broken.

Seeing this, Chen Zhuo's feet were steady, and a flower suddenly appeared in front of him, and the robe was already used as a hood.

The robe was in front, and the two fingers followed closely behind, poking several fingers as fast as lightning, pointing at several vital points such as Chen Zhuo's eyebrows, throat, and heart.

Chen Zhuo's eyes were casual, his left hand was raised softly, as if he had no bones, and he saw the opportunity to flick from the shadow of his fingers in the sky, and it had swept on the Taiyuan acupoint of Gu Mozhi's left hand.

Gu Mozhi was shocked to feel that his left hand was numb, one arm was rolled, and the robe was already horizontal between the two, taking advantage of the loss of Chen Zhuo's vision, he raised another finger on his right hand, which was slightly soothing than the previous fingers, and then pointed out that the strong internal force broke his fingers when he landed, and Ling Xuan passed, and pointed at Chen Zhuo's chest through the robe.

As soon as the move fell, Gu Mozhi withdrew a few steps, the robe was already draped over his body, he folded his hands, his movements were like flowing water, he lowered his eyes and pronounced the Buddha's name, and said with a smile: "Amitabha, donor, you and I have a 'joint finger', it has been defeated!" ”

This is the Murong family's family heirloom.

On the same day in the "Returning Shi Water Pavilion", he was assigned by Chen Zhuo, and comprehended this fingering technique from that painting, and recently, Murong Bo did not hesitate to teach it, so he entered the realm extraordinary.

"You monk, you can dream in broad daylight?"

A strange laugh made Hatamachi's face a little more incredulous.

He saw with his own eyes that a finger hit would be completely useless, or he would fall to the ground and die.

"Raise your eyes!"

Hearing the shouting, Gu Mozhi was shocked back to his senses, the attack and defense changed shape in an instant, the world in front of him suddenly disappeared, and a fist was rapidly enlarged in his eyes, approaching.

Gu Mozhi's heart was shocked, he shouted loudly, hurriedly parried, and greeted him with his fists.

Donkey Kong Fist.

The two fists collided, and Gu Mozhi only felt that the fist was pressed by thousands of mountains and seas, and the momentum was strong and unbelievable, which was really born by the only sight.

Stumbling under his feet, he forcibly pressed the churning qi and blood in his chest and abdomen, suddenly turned his fist into a claw, and pinched Chen Zhuo's wrist with a dragon claw, which was fierce and ruthless.

Chen Zhuo changed with the situation, his right hand suddenly changed the eagle claw, the crane claw, and then the tiger claw, the ape palm, the fist and claw changed back and forth, and fought with it in a few moves, and Gu Mozhi was defeated and retreated.

Seeing that Chen Zhuo was chasing after him, he suddenly turned his palm into a knife, turned around and deliberately sold a flaw, taking advantage of the moment when Chen Zhuo approached, above the palm, a blazing fire emerged out of thin air, as if it were substance.

"Whew!"

As soon as one move fell, the sword qi broke through the air and slashed straight at Chen.

Exactly the Flame Knife.

Chen Zhuo seemed to have expected it, and he smiled playfully under his face, and suddenly made a strange move.

His feet were steady, like a floating leaf flying with the wind, he stood up with his feet, and swung backwards, his arms were swept around, his hands were pressed weakly, and he immediately saw that the black gas was permeating his body, like a black flame rising from under his feet, bursting out of flesh and blood.

This black qi is another point, turning into a mass of yin and yang and two qi, entrenched outside Chen Zhuo's body, yin and yang alternate, water and fire are combined, and life is endless.

The sword qi was only touched at one touch, and it was instantly worn away by the yin and yang qi, scattered into sparks in the sky, and the fire splashed down, and the surrounding flames rose in an instant, burning wood and grass.

Gu Mozhi was completely moved at this time.

But seeing Chen Zhuo's feet drawing a circle and walking, his hands are like plucking, like sealing, and the yin and yang qi around him are circling and moving, and under the operation, the flat ground is full of wind, flying sand and stones.

The flames that had been sneering and rising around them were attracted to it, and they all slanted, and then got rid of the scorched wood and converged towards Chen Zhuo.

Looking at it again, there was already a huge fireball in front of him, and a person in the fire made a fist move, with a gesture, yin and yang, and it was infinitely wonderful.

Gu Mozhi was shocked inexplicably, he only felt that the sword qi and fire he had sent out before were actually turned into his own use by this person, which was similar to that of the Gusu Murong family and his body in his own way.

No, more subtle.

It's just that the fire is fueled by the two qi of yin and yang, and the power is more than a step stronger, more and more intense, and stronger and stronger.

Death is coming, death is coming.

Gu Mozhi's heart shook dramatically, like falling into an ice cave, and there was no solemn treasure on his face.

It was too late for him to retreat.

Unconsciously, the surrounding void seemed to turn into a swamp, and everything resonated and fluctuated with Chen Zhuoqi, restricting his movements.

"What kind of martial arts is this?"

At this moment, only by facing difficulties can there be a glimmer of life, otherwise, there is no place to bury death.

He raised his breath in his mouth, concentrating on the right, holding his palms and chest in front of him, between the two palms, he had seen the convergence of the majestic internal force, looking at Chen Zhuo, his eyes were sharply open, his luck was in the palm, he gave his life to fight, and the circle was launched in the air.

An invisible force was suddenly seen in his palm, like a surging wave, rushing towards Chen Zhuo.

The fireball also split out a wave of fire in an instant, like a waterfall striking, and the two forces collided in the air.

The stalemate is only a breath.

Under the feet of the two, the earth and rocks were like waves, and they were jolting and trembling.

Gu Mozhi only felt that one thing was going to be better than the other, and his internal strength had turned from strong to weak, but it was the offensive of the opponent in front of him, which was unimaginably strong.

Go for another breath.

Gu Mozhi's face turned from ruddy to pale, his legs were weak, his throat was squirming, and the corners of his mouth were already red.

At this time, in the yin and yang qi, a figure walked forward, and then stood three feet in front of him, raised his hand and stretched out his index finger, impartially, and lightly tapped it on Gu Mozhi's chest.

Kumachi was shocked, he had done his best now, and he didn't want the person in front of him to have any strength left.

A point of mind, the power of a finger, instantly made him feel like he had been hit hard.

Gu Mozhi snorted, flew out sideways, and before he could get up, there was already an extra figure in front of him.

"Monk, how many moves have we made?"

Recommend a book friend, "Infinity, Start from Guoshu Jinmen".

(End of chapter)