Ah Da Ah Er was shocked and angry, although they and Ah San were not brothers, but they had been slaves of Ruyang Wangfu for many years, and their feelings were deeper than ordinary brothers, seeing Ah San die in the hands of Xuan Cheng, his eyes immediately turned red, and he rushed over to take revenge.

Ah Dafang Dongbai is famous for his fast sword, and now although he only has one hand left, his sword speed has not decreased at all, and he stabbed in front of Xuan Cheng first. Xuan Cheng's face was expressionless, his left hand turned into a finger, and poked at the tip of the sword.

Ah Da was stunned for a moment, thinking that even if you practiced the strong vajra finger, how could there be a reason to be hard with a sharp sword, so although he felt that Xuan Cheng's two fingers were as white as jade, and there was a faint layer of crystal color flowing, he didn't care too much, he laughed fiercely, and used all his body strength, thinking that he could cut off half of Xuan Cheng's palm with this sword.

The tip of the sword and the fingertips collided, and the imaginary flesh and blood flew sideways and did not appear, Ah Da felt a strong force from the sword body, and he could no longer move forward. Ah Da frowned, and sent the sword forward angrily, and the sword body quickly bent a trace of exaggerated arc.

Xuan Cheng shouted, his fingertips went forward, the sword seemed to be papier-mâché, broken inch by inch, Ah Da was shocked, but after all, he was a first-class master, and hurriedly took the opportunity to retreat a few feet, looking at the bare hilt of the sword in his hand, his mind suddenly thought of a legendary mastery in Shaolin Temple, and couldn't help but say: "One finger Zen!"

Shaolin Temple one finger Zen is extremely profound martial arts, the average monk, without decades of cultivation is difficult to get a glimpse of the way, since the creation of Shaolin Temple, practice this stunt is only a handful. Legend has it that after the practice, the fingers are indestructible, and the acupoints are taken from the air, and the power is still above the Dali Duan-style Yang Finger, just because there are too few people who have practiced, and the fame on the rivers and lakes is not as prominent as a Yang Finger.

This qiē happened but between the lightning and flint, Ah Er had already lifted Donkey Kong palm and slammed it into Xuan Cheng's right chest. Ah Er Ah San and Gang are the same masters of the King Kong Gate in the Western Regions, in the past, Zhao Min made tricks, let Gang Xiang plot against Zhang Sanfeng, and with Zhang Sanfeng's cultivation of the Heavenly Man, he was hit by a blow to Gangxiang's Vajra palm, and was also seriously injured, almost leading the Wudang faction to be destroyed by Zhao Min and his party who came later.

Ah Er practiced the outside of the King Kong Gate to the peak, and then from the outside and inside, he comprehended the superior internal strength that the King Kong Gate did not have, and his internal strength crowned the entire King Kong Gate, which was better than just before, he did not believe that Xuan Cheng's skills were more powerful than Zhang Sanfeng, and he thought that at this time Xuan Cheng was unavoidable, and he had to fight hard one way, with his own profound internal strength, it was impossible to suffer.

Xuan Cheng had just forced Ah Da back, but it was really too late to dodge at this time, so he had to raise his palm to meet him, which was the same palm he used to fight with Song Qingshu just now.

The palms intersected, and there was no imaginary hard internal force, Ah Er only felt that his ten successful palm power was like a mud cow into the sea, as if it had been turned into nothingness, and before he had time to be frightened, he felt a huge force from Xuan Cheng's palm, Ah Er screamed, the wolf staggered backwards, every step on the floor, the bluestone slab was shattered, when he finally stopped his body, he couldn't help but half-kneel on the ground, wow, spit out a mouthful of blood.

"First turn the opponent's palm power into nothingness, and then take the opportunity to drive straight in, the palm is really mysterious. Song Qingshu on the side smacked his tongue, thinking that his eighteen palms of dragon descent tried his best to avoid confronting each other, Ah Er was more than fierce, and the vajra palm, which was not soft enough, also wanted to fight hard with the Praruo palm, which was really beyond his strength.

"Mr. Deer, Mr. Crane, go and help them. Zhao Min watched Xuan Cheng and Song Qingshu fight just now, it seemed to be nothing more than that, but he didn't expect his subordinates to fight with him, and he would be so defeated after a face-to-face meeting, and he was bitter in his heart.

The two elders of Xuan Ming saw that Xuan Cheng shook and injured the Eight Heroes of the Divine Arrow in a gesture, killed Ah San, retreated Ah Da, and seriously injured Ah Er, and couldn't help but feel a little frightened, but when the master spoke, the two looked at each other, and had to face it hard.

Having learned the lessons of the previous car, the two elders of Xuan Ming naturally did not dare to be as big as before, and wanted to use the Xuan Ming Divine Palm to quickly defeat the other party, so they drew out their respective Qimen blades, and they were safe.

The two of them are the top masters in the world, and they have been brothers for decades, and they are extremely good at the art of joint attacks, so Xuan Cheng can't help the two of them for a while.

The three of them quickly fought together, the wind was as strong as a knife within a radius of a few zhang, Xuan Cheng was bare-handed, but he was not afraid, but the two elders of Xuan Ming gradually looked solemn, and his body was a little obscure.

"Please also ask the national teacher to help. Zhao Min saw that the two elders of Xuan Ming were gradually falling into the disadvantage, although there were you going back and forth between the moves, but she knew in her heart that the two of them were just struggling to support, and hurriedly looked at the Golden Wheel Dharma King for help.

"County Lord, this ......" King Jinlun looked hesitant, his dignified Mongolian national teacher, if he joined forces with others to fight the enemy, even if he won, he would be disgraced. What's more, with the skill of this Xuancheng Expression, fighting alone, King Jinlun really didn't have any confidence in his heart, so he fell into a dilemma.

According to the original idea of the Golden Wheel Dharma King, although the two elders of Xuan Ming are no match for Xuan Cheng, but Xuan Cheng wants to win the two elders, I am afraid that he will have to pay a certain price, and when the time comes, he will appear again, and face the injured Xuan Cheng, the certainty of victory will be greatly increased, so that he won the first person in Shaolin Temple in two hundred years alone, and spread it out, his reputation in the world will be unprecedented, and by the way, he can faintly suppress the eight Sipa of Nalanda Temple, why not.

"National teacher, I know that you have a self-respecting identity, but our mission is heavy, if something happens, I'm afraid it will be difficult to explain to the Great Khan. Hua Zheng also persuaded on the side, she only regarded the Golden Wheel Dharma King as a scruple about fame, how could she know that he had so many calculations in his heart.

Even Princess Hua Zheng spoke, and the Golden Wheel Dharma King couldn't shirk it anymore, so he nodded, got up and said to Xuan Cheng, who was fighting in the middle of the battle: "Lao Ga is the Mongolian National Teacher Golden Wheel Dharma King, I will come to meet Your Excellency for a while today, be careful." As soon as the words fell, three wheels flew out of his hand and spun rapidly towards Xuancheng.

Although the Golden Wheel Dharma King is calculating others, after all, as a sect master, he naturally refuses to secretly attack when he fights more and less, so he warns before making a move.

"National teacher, I'll leave it to you here. Hearing the whistling flywheel, the two elders of Xuan Ming temporarily forced Xuan Cheng back and immediately jumped out of the battle circle.

Seeing the two of them crossing the river and demolishing the bridge, King Jinlun couldn't help but scold his mother in his heart, but he had to send the arrow on the string, so he had to have a gloomy face, holding two wheels, and continuing to attack with the three wheels flying in the sky.

Gold, silver, copper, iron and lead five wheels are different in weight and size, the golden wheel is thrown with the king, the wheel is flickering when it comes out, the five wheels are running like flying, Xuan Cheng has never encountered such a strange weapon, and for a time was forced to be in a hurry by the wheels attacked from all angles, and it was slightly wolf.

"The scene of these five rounds flying together has a lot in common with my swordsmanship. Song Qingshu looked at it for a while, but because he was outside, he vaguely felt the trajectory of the five-wheel flight.

Li's swordsmanship is a set of swordsmanship that Song Qingshu has studied before, with qi imperial sword, can control the wooden sword within three feet of the body, attacking the enemy in all directions, and then cooperating with the eighteen palms of the dragon, the fist and sword are combined, and even the western poison Ouyang Feng is forced to be unbearable.

However, because Ouyang Feng woke up and realized the weakness in his character, Song Qingshu suddenly became enlightened, and when he successfully completed the plan he had been planning, the entire martial arts realm also improved qualitatively. Nowadays, he tends to simplify the complex, and a wooden sword is enough.

"The national teacher really deserves to be the number one master in Mongolia, one-on-one, he actually has the upper hand. Seeing the situation in the field, Hua Zheng said happily.

Zhao Min has never been short of top masters around her, so although her own martial arts are not very good, but her knowledge is far from being comparable to Hua Zheng, she saw that the Golden Wheel Dharma King caught Xuan Cheng off guard, and now he does have a slight upper hand, but Xuan Cheng is like a flat boat in the angry sea, although it looks thrilling, but every time it can turn danger into a disaster.

The Golden Wheel Dharma King can't do his best to turn his advantage into a victory, and after Xuancheng gets used to it, I'm afraid it is not optimistic.

"Mr. Deer, Mr. Crane, you go and help the national teacher. "Zhao Min is a pragmatist, she doesn't care about any martial arts rules, she pursues the principle of taking advantage of your illness on the Mongolian steppe to kill you, at this time, the two elders of Xuan Ming and the Golden Wheel Dharma King join forces, Xuan Cheng may not be able to escape from the ascension to heaven.

"County Lord Niangniang, the national teacher has already gained the upper hand, and we are now involved, don't we take the national teacher in our eyes?" Lu Zhuke laughed dryly, they naturally knew the abacus that the Golden Wheel Dharma King had just made, and now that the feng shui is turning, it is their turn to watch the fire from the other side.

Zhao Minqiao's face was cold, and he was about to use his identity as the county lord to give them orders, but there was already a change in the field at this time.

After dozens of rounds of fighting, Xuan Cheng already knew the power of the five flywheels, and a confident smile appeared on his face, and he no longer dodged. Taking a deep breath, he carried the Vajra Not Bad Body Divine Skill, and the red and yellow monk's robe swelled again.

Bang bang bang!

With a few piercing loud sounds, the flywheel hit Xuan Cheng's body and was bounced off, and the Golden Wheel Dharma King was shocked, and hurriedly used his strength to gather the scattered flywheel in his hand, and the five wheels were blocked in front of him to prevent Xuan Cheng's next attack.

Xuan Cheng stretched out his hand and sucked the Zen staff inserted on the wall into his hand, and shouted to the Golden Wheel Dharma King: "As a Mongolian national teacher, the poor monk naturally does not dare to entrust the enemy with his bare hands. ”

"The master's martial arts are so high that they are really rare in his life, and Lao Wei was originally going to use it to deal with Guo Jing's dragon elephant like a skill, and I hope the master will evaluate it. "The Golden Wheel Dharma King held the Golden Wheel in one hand, and slowly waved it with the other, and the light behind him gradually distorted, as if the Dharma Entity of the Dragon Elephant was condensed.

"Legend has it that each layer of skill is taught the tantric stunt that doubled the previous layer, I don't know how many layers the Dharma King has practiced?" Xuan Cheng's expression really became solemn.

"It's not talented, and I've only practiced to the tenth level. "The Golden Wheel Dharma King is modest on the surface, but he can't hide the joy in his heart.

Seeing that everyone's attention in the inn was on the two of them, Song Qingshu's heart moved, and he looked in the direction of Zhao Min, and saw that the jade face under the sun was flushed, the skin on the back of his neck was crystal clear, his figure was graceful, and his waist was slender and soft like boneless, and he couldn't help but secretly admire: "Sure enough, she is the first beauty in Mongolia, such an opportunity is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, and it is easy to kidnap her at this time......