Hiss~

The group of heroes in the field gasped, such an exaggerated sword qi was slightly touched to the edge, and half of his body was gone, Wang Chongyang was resurrected, and Zhang Sanfeng may not be able to resist it in person.

Xuzhu's face also changed greatly, and he was going to greet her politely, but when he thought that Ah Qing would fight, he was about to be swept away by the sword qi, and Xuzhu hurriedly rolled and jumped to a foot away.

Ah Qing was still smiling, with a flick of his wrist, the sword qi seemed to have eyes, and followed the void bamboo like a shadow.

The face of the void bamboo sank like water, his feet were firmly rooted in the ring, and after taking a deep breath, his clothes were bulging.

"One of the three great divine skills of Shaolin Temple, King Kong is not bad!"

There were already sharp-eyed people in the audience shouting.

Song Qingshu shook his head secretly, for the Shaolin Temple's King Kong is not bad, he can be said to be the most familiar person in the field except for the Shaolin disciples, the King Kong Sect Master and Master Xuancheng who fought at the beginning have all practiced King Kong to the end.

Xuzhu's current appearance is not like King Kong's incorruptible appearance, and Song Qingshu's qi is keenly aware that the air around Xuzhu seems to be surging towards his body, and the whole person is like a whirlpool.

"This kind of martial arts ......" Song Qingshu was even more puzzled in his heart.

Seeing that Xuzhu didn't dodge and didn't seem to be about to take over his sword qi, Ah Qing also frowned secretly, and quickly weakened the sword qi by half, after all, Xuzhu was not the big bad wolf who came to steal sheep in winter, she couldn't bear to let his blood splash on the spot.

The pale sword qi finally hit the void bamboo, but when the sword qi touched the three inches around the void bamboo, it gradually melted like ice and snow, Ah Qing sighed, and with a wave of the green bamboo stick, the sword qi came out of the body, like a physical sword and inserted into the void bamboo.

Xuzhu crossed his hands in front of him, and an invisible true qi fluctuation swayed around his body, and after that cyan sword qi collided with this invisible qi wall, it seemed to fall into a bloody mouth, melting at a speed visible to the naked eye, and finally disappeared into the air out of thin air.

"This!"

The audience was suddenly silent, originally seeing that Xuzhu was about to take on that terrifying sword qi, and thought that he was seriously injured even if he didn't die, who knew that he actually dissolved it lightly!

Everyone looked at the mediocre-looking little monk on the stage, their expressions were extremely complicated, this little monk was really unfathomable, Shaolin really deserved to be the number one faction in the world, it was really Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon.

Song Qingshu was also shocked, even if he faced Ah Qing's sword qi, he had to temporarily avoid the edge, how did Xuzhu do it?

Song Qingshu's heart suddenly moved, could it be the true qi of the Northern Darkness With the nature of absorbing the internal force of others, it is really possible, after all, the sword qi is also a kind of internal force.

Xuzhu's face flashed a hint of red, although he successfully absorbed Ah Qing's sword qi, but the other party's innate sword qi was not comparable to ordinary internal strength, and he had already felt that the tendons and veins in his body had been slightly traumatized.

You can't do that next......

This thought came to Xuzhu's mind, and the whole person took advantage of A-Qing's stunned moments to bully the past, and with the sword qi she showed, fighting with her at a distance could only fall into the stage of being beaten passively, so Xuzhu decided to drag her into close combat, and then completely give full play to the advantages of Shaolin's seventy-two stunt moves.

Seeing Xuzhu coming, Ah Qing didn't mean to dodge, but looked at him with interest: "Little monk, how did you get it just now?" Ah Qing pointed at Xuzhu as he said the green bamboo stick in his hand.

Xuzhu was shocked, Ah Qing casually took it lightly, but the green bamboo stick stabbed out from an incredible angle.

Xuzhu wanted to hide, but the green bamboo stick seemed to have spirituality, his head trembled slightly, and he shook a subtle arc slightly, still waiting for him to meet the door.

Although the bamboo stick in front of him seemed to be an ordinary thin bamboo folded casually in the bamboo forest, Xuzhu didn't dare to be careless, after all, the terrifying sword qi just now was waved by this stick.

Xuzhu used his hand as a knife, and the edge of his palm was visible to the naked eye that the true qi flowed, and he slashed directly at Ah Qing's green bamboo stick, with a crisp sound, Ah Qing was stunned to find that his green bamboo stick was broken in half, and the broken place seemed to be cut by a sharp blade, and there were faint traces of burning.

"Mother, this little monk's hand knife just now is so powerful, what kind of name is it?" Guo Fu's small mouth opened wide, as if she couldn't believe her eyes.

"It should be one of the seventy-two stunts of Shaolin Temple, the wood-burning knife method," Huang Rong is quite knowledgeable, the reason why the edge of the palm of the void bamboo just now can see the flow of true qi is actually because the wood-burning knife method is just to the yang, and the hot true qi makes the air on the edge of the palm boil, and the light is naturally distorted, "This little master can actually use the wood-burning knife method with the palm of his flesh alone, it is really ......"

Huang Rong couldn't find any words to express the shock in her heart for a while, after the Shaolin Temple's wood-burning knife method was practiced, she quickly split nine hundred and eighty-one knives next to a dry wood, the blade did not damage the wood at all, but the heat emitted by the knife could ignite the wood to make a fire, so it got this name.

In the past, Qiao Feng's mentor, Master Xuanku, was good at this skill, but the wood-burning knife method had always been performed with a ring knife, but Xuzhu had performed it with his flesh and blood alone, no wonder Huang Rong was so shocked.

Song Qingshu frowned slightly, although the wood-burning knife technique of Shaolin Temple is magical, but the power is limited after all, how can it be possible to cut off the green bamboo stick in Ah Qing'......s hand?

Song Qingshu's eyes suddenly lit up, he remembered a plot in the original work of "Tianlong Babu", the monk of Shaolin Temple in the Zhenlong chess game had been hit by You Tanzhi's cold poison poisonous palm, and Xuzhu used the seventy-year-old true qi of the Northern Darkness without cliffs to use the method of "gas knife to cut the body", and cut a hole under the monk's ribs, and the true qi penetrated through the meridians, allowing the poisonous gas in the opponent's body to vent out.

Just now, Xuzhu's hand knife must have used this method of "air knife body cutting", and the power of the wood-burning knife method was ten times higher than that of the ordinary wood-burning knife method, so Ah Qing suffered a big loss when he was defenseless.

Before, everyone in Shaolin Temple discussed how to deal with it, and they were very jealous of Ah Qing's innate sword qi, but now that Xu Zhu saw that he had successfully cut off the opponent's blade, his face couldn't help showing a trace of joy, and the other hand was raised, and another hand knife slashed over.

Ah Qing glanced at the green bamboo stick that was only half left, pouted, and threw it away, seeing the Xuzhu hand knife slashing over, he raised his hand to meet the sword qi.

The sword qi came into contact with the hand knife, and the two of them couldn't help but tremble and took the opportunity to separate. Xu Zhu felt that his qi and blood were a little surging, his chest was stuffy, and Ah Qing's feeling was not much better, after all, the sword qi that was swung out suddenly disappeared, as if a punch was punched in the air, that feeling was extremely uncomfortable, and the two of them had their own fears, and they were deadlocked from a distance of several zhang-

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