Huineng monk didn't give the other party time to breathe, his palms were wrong, and he immediately pounced again, his mouth was still shouting angrily, telling that Shaolin Temple was not; The kung fu of the Zen master who hates the water is not under the monk Huineng, but he does not dare to meet the vajra palm of the monk Huineng, presumably there is something strange in the palm of the monk Huineng.

After ten moves, the two sleeves of the Zen Master who hated water had been shattered, and he could only fight hard with Huineng one palm after another; after thirty moves, the head of the Zen Master who hated water was steaming, and it seemed that each palm had consumed a lot of power. At this moment, everyone can see that Huineng is indeed the Shaolin Temple's powerful Vajra palm, but it is more concise and effective than the Vajra palm, even if it is not an exaggeration to comment with the word vicious.

The world's martial arts out of Shaolin, one-third of the sects on the rivers and lakes have a relationship with Shaolin, and the strong Vajra palm is not a secret that is not passed on, but no one has ever seen such a Vajra palm, there is no half of Buddhist compassion, every move is a change of killing; how many disciples of Shaolin Temple sighed in their hearts, Vajra palm can still have such a change.

Yang Zhi saw that Huineng's palm technique was not only in the change of moves, but also in the inner family's mental method, otherwise the Zen Master who hated water would not feel so difficult, as the five great monks of Shaolin Temple, the Zen Master who hated water did not know how many giant demons he had dealt with, and there were more vicious martial arts than Huineng's moves. Yang Zhi didn't guess wrong, Huineng's palm power carried a strange strength that could break people's hearts, even with the skill of the Zen Master who hated water, he couldn't intercept it, and it took a lot of skill to protect himself when he started.

Huineng has the upper hand, and suddenly makes a new change in the moves, the palm is slow, and the two-handed King Kong palm is slowly pushed out; ordinary people still think that Huineng is not enough, but all the masters who are watching the battle gasp, Huineng's palms are slow, and there will be infinite changes in the middle, which makes people unguardable. The Zen Master of Hate Water showed a tired smile, just like a person who had studied hard for ten years and finally saw the moment when he fell off the list; Zen Master Hate Water did not make any dodging moves, but punched Monk Huineng in the chest.

Everyone was stunned, only people who have just learned martial arts will be like this, you punch and I kick to see who can bear it, but the Zen master who hates water is one of the Shaolin monks, and the result of this is very serious. The fists and palms fell to the ground, Li Yuweng could even hear the sound of broken bones coming from the two monks, in the eyes of the audience, the two monks fell to the ground at the same time, and the Huineng monk screamed: "Why?"

Blood gushed out of the mouth of the hating water Zen master, as if his wish had been fulfilled, and said with a smile: "No why, it's just a stinky skin, the prestige of Shaolin Temple can't fall, since you are a traitor to Shaolin Temple, you should know the rules of Shaolin Temple, and those who kill will pay for their lives." ”

The people of Shaolin Temple can die, but the prestige of Shaolin Temple cannot fall, so the Zen master who hates water has made a choice; Huineng monk was stunned for a moment, and then laughed: "Hate water, yes, if those people back then had half of your blood, what would Caodong Sect count, snowflakes are like a mat, sweeping thousands of miles of white, just for a little plum blossom fragrance." The poor monk killed Shaolin that year, and there were more than 20 people from the same family who died in his hands, which was worth it. ”

Before Huineng could finish speaking, he had already swallowed his breath, and the Zen Master of Hate Water closed his eyes almost at the same time and passed away. There was a dead silence on the high platform, no one thought that this battle would be so tragic, the monks read the scriptures, many people in the rivers and lakes came to the front of the stage or the two of them to bow and salute, not for the sake of right and wrong, hating the water Zen master only for the backbone of the martial arts, Huineng monk to death did not change his ideals.

Qiu Banjiang's hoarse voice sounded out inopportunely: "In the second game, Zhou Daxia's side is Xue Taiyuan of the Ziyang Sect. ”

The Ziyang Sect is all single-handed, never involved in the affairs of the rivers and lakes, almost except for a few people, no one knows about this sect, and even fewer people know Xue Taiyuan; Xue Taiyuan is a cooper, with a thin figure, a humble smile on his face, and he walks up like a person who doesn't know martial arts. Cao Wanchu couldn't help frowning, Cao Wanchu himself often pretends to be a noodle vendor, and naturally knows that the more people who are immersed in these subtle jobs, the more unfathomable the connotation, at least much stronger than what others see.

Cao Wanchu finally chose forbearance, the purpose of challenging Zhou Dong is the challenge itself, not that he must win Zhou Dong. Cao Wanchu wanted to see who Feihua's subordinates were, and how many believers there were in the martial arts, if the Demon Gate was all ill-intentioned people, not like Feihua said, Cao Wanchu didn't mind that the Demon Gate died down because of a blow.

A horse thief from the Western Regions walked out of the crowd, which was both surprising and abrupt, it seemed that the identity of the horse thief was a little low, but compared with the cooper, it was at least half a catty and eight taels. What's more, this horse thief is called Zi Banlei, a real horse thief, who does not rely on any powerful people to survive, among the horse thieves who wander on the border between Western Xia and Tubo, Daliao, and small countries in the Western Regions, in terms of strength and whereabouts, at least they can be ranked in the top three.

It is precisely because they never conduct secret transactions with any country that few people can grasp their whereabouts, but they are the thorns in the eyes of the magnates of various countries, and are constantly hunted down by countries and colleagues;

Zi Banlei looks burly, like Zhuo Li, looks like a big man, a pair of eyes are dazzling, making people shudder; It is said that many of his subordinates are now officers of Yan'an Sixth Road, but Zi Banlei has been living in Chang'an, and he has a good taste, many people from the Western Regions have accepted his funding, and many people who are going to go to the west have consulted him.

I didn't expect such a person to come when he heard the news, and he was not afraid of revealing his identity, many people who knew Zi Banlei gasped, Zi Banlei turned out to be a person in the Demon Gate, Zi Banlei obviously had no interest in introducing his origin to others, and went straight to Xue Taiyuan opposite and arched his hand and said, "Brother Xue, please." ”

Xue Taiyuan smiled and said: "Farewell to Chang'an, you can still meet in a small place like Tangyin, the world is really too small." "Read the latest chapter of "Ironium Dragon's Claw Book House" for free for the first time.