Master Fang Zheng's face was a little difficult to look at, "Master Zhou, Emei and Shaolin are in the same breath, if you do this, I'm afraid you will violate the word 'extinction', right?"

"Hmph!" Zhou Zhiruo snorted coldly, and the momentum around her body continued to rise, "Master Shen Yan, the name of the family teacher, is not something that others can comment." ”

Fang Zheng didn't expect Zhou Zhiruo to be so resolute, recklessly standing on the side of the Murong family, and there was a tendency to turn his face if he continued to talk about it, and he froze in place for a while, not knowing what to do.

As for Murong Fu, from beginning to end, he held his hands in front of his chest, looking like he was watching from the wall, and only when Zhou Zhiruo opened her mouth did she look at her unexpectedly, thinking that the girl was now in power and had become more and more assertive.

Seeing that Master Fang Zheng was going to continue to win over other sects, Li Mochou snorted coldly, "Monk Fang Zheng, what do you want to openly instigate others to make enemies of the Murong family?"

Master Fang Zheng held back his breath, and when he heard this, a trace of anger flashed in his eyes, and his voice shouted like a Hong Zhong, "Bold devil, you have washed the East China Sea martial arts with blood, and committed a shocking bloody case, and today in front of the world's heroes, you still dare to speak cunningly, is it because I can be bullied in Shaolin?"

said that he was full of momentum, and his internal strength was no longer under Xuancheng.

"Senior Brother......" Xuan Ci frowned slightly, having a Xuan Cheng was already enough for him to have a headache, how could he even become like this now?

"The abbot doesn't need to say much, this is the demon of the poor monk's heart, and it must be eliminated today!" Fang Zheng waved his hand, as if he had changed into a person, his face was full of anger, and his body shook, and he crossed Xuan Ci and the others and came to two zhang in front of Li Mochou.

"Old monk," Li Mochou looked indifferent, "On that day, you led people to besiege me, causing me to almost die, and today you will let you know what the fate of offending me is!"

"Don't say more, the Buddha's anger also makes a lion's roar!"

As soon as the word "roar" came out, an earth-shattering loud sound erupted, like thunder and lightning, rushing for several miles, shaking through the sky, and the strong sound waves of the Tao were drumming out.

The group of heroes was caught off guard, and their minds were shattered by this sound wave, and the sky was spinning, and some people with shallow internal strength suddenly felt their liver and gallbladder violently, and their hearts trembled, and after the elders of the various factions reacted slightly, they immediately laid a true qi shield around their bodies to protect their juniors, but fortunately, most of the power of this sound wave surged towards Li Mochou.

"Lion's roar!" Li Mochou's expression was slightly solemn, this lion's roar is also one of Shaolin's stunts, but it is not a profound martial arts, and it is even occasionally circulated in the rivers and lakes, but this skill has a characteristic, that is, the deeper the internal force, the greater the power, and it is almost infinitely growing, which is also known as the supreme internal strength of Shaolin.

Master Fang Zheng has practiced the Yi Jin Sutra for many years, and his internal force has already undergone a transformation, and he is very likely to have entered the True Yuan Realm, and the power of this lion's roar skill may be much stronger than the seventy-two stunts.

Li Mochou's clothes are fluttering, her hair is flying, Fang Zheng's lion roar is mainly aimed at her, the power she bears is naturally much larger than that of others, and a layer of rich white light is shining around her body, soft and tough, no matter how the sound wave hits, it will never set off any wind and waves.

And her body is like a flat boat in the sea, rising and falling, undulating and swaying, but no matter how surging the angry waves around her, she can never drown it.

After a while, Master Fang Zheng stopped his exercises, and glanced at Li Mochou with some incredulity, "How can your skills be so profound?"

In his mind, he used such a deep internal force to exert the lion's roar skill, even if he couldn't seriously injure the other party, he wouldn't let the other party feel better, but he didn't think about it, but he couldn't help the other party at all, it was really unbelievable, so he had to blame the other party's deep internal strength.

How did he know that the Divine Foot Sutra and the Yijin Sutra cultivated by Li Mochou were both Buddhist divine skills, and they even had the effect of restraint on each other, so it was naturally difficult to exert their true power.

In this regard, although Li Mochou guessed a few points, he would not explain to Master Fang Zheng, the glass sword in his hand was raised slightly, and he pointed at Fang Zheng and said, "I don't want others to say that I am bullying you with the advantage of the blade, you had better choose a blade." ”

Master Fang Zheng was annoyed in his heart, and his years of self-cultivation had completely turned into flowing water, and he snorted coldly, "No need, as long as you can take over the poor monk's palm, you will win." ”

Saying that, he slapped a palm lightly, it was his fame, a thousand hands were like palms, the moves were ordinary, but unpredictable, and in an instant, the palm shadow in the sky condensed, and the strong wind suddenly rose, submerging Li Mochou's figure.

Faintly, everyone could see the figures changing in the strong wind, flashing a dazzling light from time to time, followed by several or even dozens of palm shadows turning into pieces.

Outside the strong wind, Fang Zheng's palm flew up, and the endless palm shadows flew out, and after a while, even his own position began to change, gradually circling around Li Mochou.

"This old monk is so cunning, he knows that a thousand hands may not be able to defeat the young lady, so he wants to win by competing in the depth of his skills. Listening to the wind, he pursed his lips and said with some disdain.

Murong Fu nodded, but he didn't say a word, Fang Zheng's thoughts were naturally clear to him, although the other party's internal force may not be deeper than Li Mochou's, but the biggest feature of the Yi Jin Jing is that it is not scattered, it is continuous, endless, and in short, the recovery speed of internal force is stronger than other internal strength.

On the other hand, Li Mochou, who fought with Xuancheng before, consumed a lot of internal strength, and it was naturally difficult to recover in such a short period of time, and if he continued like this, he would definitely lose.

"The Shaolin monk deceives people too much, Childe, don't you want to help Miss?" Hearing the wind, seeing that Murong Fu was indifferent, he couldn't help shaking his arm, "Or I can give her the Heavenly Sword." ”

Lu Wushuang and Hong Lingbo also looked at Murong Fu, with a little expectation in their eyes, they and Li Mochou were both prosperous and humiliated, and naturally they didn't want him to lose.

Murong Fu pondered for a long time, and finally shook his head, "Don't worry, your master still has a trick yet." ”

At this moment, a coquettish shout came, and everyone hurriedly looked, only to see that among the countless palm shadows, a narrow cyan sword light suddenly lit up.

Fang Zheng's face changed slightly, and he was about to make a move, but he "sneered" a few times, and more and more sword lights emerged, green and cloudy, crossing, extremely sharp, where the sword light passed, the palm shadows shattered one after another, turning into nothingness.

"Go!" The light shone brightly in the strong wind, and in an instant, the palm shadow of the sky disintegrated and dissipated without a trace.

"Poof", Master Fang Zheng was counterattacked, spit out a mouthful of blood, and his body retreated dozens of steps.

However, Li Mochou was not very happy at this moment, her hair was messy, her expression was no longer calm, and she was even a little embarrassed, her face was pale and bloodless, and the glass sword in her hand was shining with blue light.

Seeing this scene, a hint of joy flashed in Master Fang Zheng's eyes, his wrist flipped over, and a touch of golden light lit up in his palm, and he slapped towards Li Mochou without thinking about it, and his momentum was not weaker than that of Fang Cai.

"Sure enough, it's the True Yuan Realm!" Murong Fu's eyelids jumped, this old monk actually had reservations, but immediately he was puzzled again, it was only a month since he last saw Fang Zheng, and the bottleneck that had not been broken through for decades was suddenly broken through.

glanced at the Shaolin monks, but did not see emptiness, emptiness and other figures, and his eyes were thoughtful.

Li Mochou secretly hated in his heart, if it weren't for Xuan Cheng's previous efforts to consume most of his strength, how could he not have the slightest strength to fight back at this moment.

"Am I going to lose...... Li Mochou muttered, gritted his teeth, and reluctantly mentioned the last trace of true yuan in the dantian, intending to make a last fight, but at this moment, a white light flew from the oblique thorn.

Before she could see what the white light was, she heard a loud "boom", and the white light hit the ground, setting off a majestic wave of qi.

The evidence that came wildly was swept away by this wave of qi, and its body froze, and then it was swept out like a broken sack.

Xuan Ci's face changed slightly, and he hurriedly flashed to pick it up, only to hear a tooth-sore sound of "boom", and Xuan Ci's two arms were broken, but the two of them finally landed safely.

As for Li Mochou's side, it has not been affected.

Everyone exclaimed in surprise and looked towards the middle of the field, where there was a long sword with a simple style, although it was not unsheathed, but the slightest sword intent permeated the surroundings, and the void was blurred for a while.

"Equality Sword!" Li Mochou immediately looked at Murong Fu, his heart warmed slightly, this ring competition, fair fighting, Murong Fu was willing to risk the world's disapproval, and he also wanted to save her, how could he not be moved in his heart.

"Abbot!"

"Abbot, how are you?"

On the side of Shaolin Temple, all the monks panicked and stepped forward one after another, some were worried about Xuanci's injury, some were angry at the Murong family, and some were guarding against Li Mochou, for fear that she would attack.

"I'm fine," Xuan Ci said with a deep breath.

Several elders around him immediately stepped in and grabbed his arm.

Xuan Ci moved his wrist, and there was no big deal.

In fact, just now Murong Fu threw the Equality Sword to block the attack of the Master of Evidence, and also had the intention of teaching him a little lesson, so he used a little more strength, Abbot Xuanci never thought that Fang Zheng had any strength on his body, and he did not take any precautions, so he would suffer a small loss, otherwise with his skills, he would definitely not be injured.

Abbot Xuan Ci checked the injuries below, and did not hurt the roots, and as soon as the qi in his chest came out, the true yuan of his body was rolling endlessly, and the waves were turbulent, and it would not take long to recover his full state.

"Amitabha, the younger brother broke the demonic obstacles in his heart, and it can be regarded as a blessing in disguise. Abbot Xuanci's face was slightly happy, and then he turned around and saluted Murong Fu, "Thank you, Master Murong." ”

Everyone is puzzled, they don't know what they mean, how did they get beaten up, and they have to thank others?

"Master doesn't have to be polite," Murong Fu waved his hand indifferently, and turned to look at Li Mochou, "Sorrow, didn't the teacher teach you, when you go out, you have to be kind to others and be more reasonable?"

Hearing this, the Shaolin monks all rolled their eyes wildly, have you been sleepwalking before?

"Yes, the disciple knows his mistake. Others don't know, but Li Mochou knows that Murong Fu blames himself for losing.

"Okay, after this matter is returned home, it will be dealt with by its own family law, and now in front of the world, can you tell me what happened to the East China Sea bloody case?" Murong Fu said.