Seeing that the two palms were about to collide together, but at this moment, there was an ethereal chuckle in the air, "Shaolin Temple is so majestic, bullying a little girl like this." ”

Before the words fell, I saw the white shadow in the field in a trance, and then a burst of bright white light suddenly erupted in the middle of the palm power of the two, and then the two palm forces actually changed direction and shot into the air, I don't know how far they flew, and finally dissipated.

The group of heroes looked at it, and they were dumbfounded, the two palms were so strong and strong, everyone could see it, but they didn't expect it to be suddenly reversed, how much power does it take to do this?

"See Shizu. Lu Wushuang blinked, and when he saw Murong Fu's figure clearly, his little face was slightly happy, and he hurriedly bowed.

Only then did everyone come back to their senses, and they were shocked beyond measure, and then sighed, "Nan Murong" is really worthy of the name, and this skill is only afraid that he has already won the first place in the world.

Zhou Zhiruo showed a rare smile.

"Childe!"

"Master!"

The daughters of the Murong family looked overjoyed, and they all opened their mouths.

Of course, there are also some people with different faces, and they are the people who were replanted by Murong on Xia Ke Island in the first place.

With a smile like a spring breeze on his face, Murong Fu looked around, and finally landed on Lu Wushuang, and casually waved a force to help him up, and said lightly,

"You girl is too reckless, 'one shot and two scattered' is usually used to die with the enemy, even if your skills are deeper than the other party, you have no strength to fight again, and you are in danger, and you must not use it unless you have to. ”

"Got it. Lu Wushuang stuck out her tongue, she did leave three points of strength, but for some reason, she was weak and difficult to move, if she was a life-and-death enemy, this short moment was enough for her to die several times.

Murong Fu knew the crux of this kung fu, and he snapped out a force to help him dredge the meridians, and returned to normal in an instant.

"Thank you, Master. Lu Wushuang saluted again, then his eyes rolled and he glanced behind Murong Fu, and a trace of doubt flashed in his eyes.

"Your master is outside the mountain gate, and he will be there soon. Murong Fu explained casually, and looked up at Abbot Xuanci, "Master Abbot, please forgive me for the sin of being late." ”

With a slightly kind smile on his face, Xuan Ci returned a salute, "How dare you, how dare you, Murong Gongzi came to the temple, making the temple flourish, and the old man had no choice to welcome him." ”

Xuan Liang came to his senses, and immediately clasped his hands together, "Amitabha, thank you Murong for your rescue, the old man is grateful." ”

Just now, he and Lu Wushuang performed a beat and two scatters at the same time, others may not be very clear, but he himself understands very well, if it weren't for Murong Fu's halfway move to remove the two of them, Lu Wushuang might only be seriously injured, but he himself is sure to die, and he will inevitably have thoughts of gratitude in his heart.

Murong Fu waved his hand, "The master doesn't have to be like this, this girl doesn't know the severity, she makes a random move, please forgive the master." ”

A trace of shame flashed on Xuan Lone's face, he didn't expect that the fame stunt that he had practiced for many years was defeated by a sixteen or seventeen-year-old girl.

The elders were shocked and stepped forward one after another.

Abbot Xuanci roared violently, "Color is emptiness, emptiness is color, junior brother wake up!"

The voice was like Huang Zhong Da Lu, pouring into Xuan Lone's ears, Xuan Lone's body shook slightly, and he instantly woke up, and suddenly woke up, "Amitabha, it's a poor monk." ”

At that moment, there was a commotion at the door.

"Ladies and gentlemen, you can't go in......"

"Why can't you go in, we were invited to participate in the martial arts conference, little monk, do you dare to stop us, aren't you afraid of the abbot's blame?"

Everyone looked back, only to see a sudden burst of strong energy fluctuations at the mountain gate, and then several figures swept over, passing over the heroes in the field, and landed steadily beside Murong Fu.

"Master!" Among them, the first person had a beautiful face, as cold as frost, and bowed down to Murong Fu, it was Li Mochou.

"Childe. Li Mochou was still followed by two delicate figures, but he listened to the wind and the snow.

As for the little dragon girl, she was silent.

Murong Fu and Li Mochou and the others met when they were halfway up the mountain, which was also the reason why he didn't arrive for a long time.

Most of the people in the Murong family are naturally beautiful women, which originally attracted the attention of most people, and now there are four more, among which Li Mochou and Xiaolongnu are even more captivating, and the country is fragrant.

"Hmph. Zhou Zhiruo snorted with a cold face, her voice was not loud, but it spread far away, especially the few women around Murong Fu.

Li Mochou didn't hear it, but Xiaolongnu was attracted by this cold snort, glanced at Zhou Zhiruo, thoughtful.

"Are you messing around outside again?" Li Mochou glanced at Lu Wushuang and said lightly.

Lu Wushuang's heart sank, and he was about to open his mouth to explain, but Murong Fu waved his hand, "Okay, this is someone's venue, if there is anything, let's talk about it when we go back." ”

Li Mochou could only give up, and the group complained to Abbot Xuanci and returned to the seat of the Murong family.

The changes in the field can be said to be beyond the expectations of Abbot Xuanci, and after a while, he came to his senses, hesitated, and finally did not mention that Lu Wushuang would make seventy-two stunts.

However, since Li Mochou is here, it is naturally impossible for Nan Shaolin to let her go, so Master Fang Zheng immediately took a step forward, "Master Li, please stay." ”

"What?" Li Mochou stopped and looked back at Master Fang Zheng.

Master Fang Zheng was slightly speechless, didn't he say that he would give an explanation at the martial arts conference? Before, the person didn't arrive, and the apprentice came out to make trouble, and made Shaolin lose a lot of face, but now the person is here, but he pretends not to know, if it weren't for his extremely high cultivation, I'm afraid he can't help but scold at this moment.

Master Fang Zheng took a deep breath, exhaled the Buddha's name, and said, "A few months ago, there were more than a dozen bloody cases in the East China Sea, and all the evidence pointed to Li Shizhu, and Murong Gongzi promised to give an explanation today, I don't know ...... Li Shizhu."

Before he finished speaking, Li Mochou interrupted coldly, "If you haven't done it, you haven't done it, if you want to impose it on me, I'm not afraid, let the horse come." ”

As she spoke, she shook her body and returned to the middle of the field, the long sword in her hand slammed into the ground, and a strong wave spread out in all directions, as if the whole earth was shaken.

With such a strong skill, the heroes were inevitably surprised in their hearts, they didn't know much about the shocking case of the East China Sea Martial Arts, and they had rarely heard anyone mention it, so they didn't shake it much.

Master Fang Zheng's face was slightly dark, what does this mean, openly provoking Shaolin?

Xuan Cheng had a hot temper, and immediately stepped out, "Hmph, the devil is the devil, and his dead nature will not change, since this is the case, then you are welcome to blame this seat." ”

"Senior Brother Xuancheng......" Xuan Ci was about to dissuade one or two, but the Xuancheng vajra had already been smashed out.

The fierce and fierce wind rushed towards him, Li Mochou's expression was unmoved, his toes kicked slightly, and the long sword with a sheath in his hand flew up suddenly, only to hear a loud sound of "bell", the tip of the sword hit the vajra, Li Mochou's palm was against the hilt of the sword in the air, the sword body was dripping and turning, but the vajra was blocked in place.

A flash of surprise flashed on Xuan Cheng's face, it was not the first time he had fought with Li Mochou, but compared to the last time, his skill at this moment was obviously much deeper, obviously he didn't use the sword, but the slightest sword intent seemed to be integrated into the internal force, which made his face hurt.

"Monk, if you retreat now, I won't kill you. Li Mo said suddenly.

When Xuan Cheng heard this, his face turned a little ruddy, not because he was angry by Li Mochou's words, but because the other party could still speak so calmly at the critical moment of competing for internal strength, which showed that he had not used all his strength, and at the same time he was shocked in his heart, he unconsciously raised a little more strength.

"Stubborn. Li Mochou snorted coldly, held the palm of her hand far away, the scabbard did not move, the long sword came out of the sheath, and flew back upside down, as soon as she grasped the hilt of the sword, her body turned around and a sword slashed out diagonally.

The scabbard was powerless, Xuan Cheng immediately pushed the scabbard away, the vajra was horizontal, and there was a loud "bell" sound, blocking the long sword, although it was so, but the long sword was suddenly peeled off a sword qi, and it was unabated and slashed towards him.

When Xuan Cheng landed, the souls of the dead were rising, between the lightning and flint, the whole body was full of golden light, and the exposed skin was also flooded with a golden halo, and the "ding" sound was like a symphony of gold and iron, and the sword qi slashed on Xuan Cheng's body, leaving only a white mark, and the imaginary picture of blood splashing did not happen.

Rao is like this, Xuan Cheng was also pushed out by this huge force, and "Tengtengteng" took a few steps back before he could stop.

"King Kong is not bad!" A hint of surprise flashed on Murong Fu's face, it is said that this King Kong is not bad is one of the most difficult skills to practice among the seventy-two stunts, and the Kongjian Divine Monk back then was equipped with this magic skill, but in the end, he was hit by Xie Xun's dozens of seven wounds, and he exhausted his internal strength and died.

"The master's shot is really extraordinary. ”

"Shaolin Temple has a strong foundation and deserves to be the leader of the righteous path. ”

"Yes, Fang Cai's sword qi is only afraid of cutting iron like clay, but on the master's body, there is not even a single wound left. ”

"However, this Fairy Li was able to force Master Xuancheng back, which shows that martial arts have reached the pinnacle, and the Murong family has such a master in addition to 'Nan Murong'. ”

......

For a while, there were many discussions, or marveling at the talents of the Murong family, or shocking the strong foundation of Shaolin Temple, and so on.

Xuan Cheng's face was already red, and when he heard these discussions, his face turned purple, and he took a step suddenly, his body rose from the ground, and when he was in the air, the vajra smashed down.

Than internal force, he is not Li Mochou's opponent, compared to the tricks, the opponent's swordsmanship attainments are unfathomable, and now he can only compare brute strength with the other party, it is expected that with the body of the other party's woman, his strength is also limited, although this is a little unauthentic, but he is extremely competitive, and he no longer cares about these.