In the face of this sharp finger, Ji Chuan's face did not change, he was ready to take this finger hard and try the seventy-two styles of the Heavenly Demon Hand that he had just pondered in the past few days.

Although I haven't comprehended it yet, I can still give it a try, just to try it out with Shaolin disciples.

The seventy-two styles of the Heavenly Demon Hand were originally a mastery of bloody work, although they were cracked by the supreme grandmaster Ling Donglai, but they were also characters who had entered the way of heaven, and they could not be speculated by ordinary people.

Therefore, it is still difficult to hide its infinite power.

Suddenly, Ji Chuan's five fingers changed in a way, and suddenly became unreal in Wushan's eyes, as if they were overlapping shadows.

A cold drink fell, Ji Chuan's palm was wrapped in a layer of pitch-black true qi, and the demon flame rolled and tumbled between the finger dances, and then met the sharp finger like lightning.

There was no earth-shattering sound, and as soon as the fingers touched, Wushan's originally smiling face suddenly became incredible, and he couldn't support it and took a few steps back.

His fingers ached faintly, a stream of black gas spread in his fingertips, his face couldn't help but change, and he hurriedly used the Buddhist exercises to resist this ominous black qi.

"What kind of martial arts are you?" said Wushan, whose face was ugly and incredulous.

Ji Chuan stood in place, not moving a single bit, and the two of them made a judgment, this is still because Ji Chuan did not use the spiritual power of the Dao Heart Demon Cultivation.

Otherwise, Wushan will not be able to please today, which is also the reason why Ji Chuan does not want to offend Shaolin too much for the time being.

Ji Chuan smiled coldly and said, "Heavenly Demon Hand Seventy-two Style, what's the matter?

"Heavenly Demon Hand?" Wu Shan's mind was racing rapidly, and he didn't think of any sect or sect that had this martial art, which was really weird.

His iron finger Zen strength has long been cultivated to the realm of great success, and the iron finger Zen strength is the basic internal strength of one-finger Zen, and when he reaches the peak, he can open the stele and crack the stone.

One can imagine how terrible it would be if it was applied to people.

The one-finger Zen is known as the 'first finger of Shaolin', condensing internal force and even being able to hurt people in the air, especially the method of pointing.

However, now he is not qualified to practice this martial art.

Even among the seventy-two Shaolin stunts, one-finger Zen is also a top-ranked martial art.

"Are you a disciple of the Demon Sect?" Wushan thought for a long time, but he didn't come up with a result, but he could get a glimpse of it by seeing the name of his martial arts.

Wushan's face was full of anger, and through the move just now, he understood that he was not Ji Chuan's opponent, if he had been replaced by a senior brother, he would have slapped Ji Chuan to death with one palm.

Thinking of this, Wu Shan looked at his senior brother, originally planned to teach Ji Chuan a lesson, but he didn't expect to be taught a lesson by the other party, and he was a little embarrassed.

"Amitabha, thank you for the mercy of the donor, but today my brother and sister must bring the Ye donor back to Shaolin. ”

Wu Zhen sued a Buddha name and thanked Ji Chuan sincerely, but he still didn't have the slightest intention of backing down.

From the move just now, Wu Zhen could see that Ji Chuan's subordinates were merciful.

Wuzhen will not give up, Ji Chuan has a guess, today he wants to save Ye Qingming, but these two people can't stop it, and they can't take it away.

"The master is only in the innate realm, how can he be so confident, be careful of the wind and flash his tongue. ”

Ji Chuan sneered, in this congenital realm, he really didn't fear anyone, the big deal was a draw, it was not so easy to beat him.

"Don't be ashamed!"

When Wushan heard this, he was rarely not angry, and glanced at Ji Chuan with some sympathy, he thought that his senior brother was the same as him?

He and his senior brother understand the difference between true power and mud, and they are not the same.

It's not self-humility, I'm afraid he won't be able to make a move under his senior brother.

Wushan thought silently, and then looked at Ji Chuan teasingly.

"Hehe, the donor is not the same, it is bound to win. Wu Zhen smiled lightly, looking indifferent, Ji Chuan, who saw it, sneered and pretended.

In the place of Buddhism's pure cultivation, Wuzhen, as a monk, speaks in a high-sounding manner.

After speaking, Wu Zhen's body straightened up, and suddenly stretched out a hand, with a strange smile on his face, which formed a strong contrast with the indifference just now.

However, this smile made Ji Chuan feel threatened, and his face became solemn.

At this time, Wu Zhen was like a flood beast compared to just now, which made Ji Chuan tense all over, and he really felt threatened.

"This monk ......" Ji Chuan frowned, Wuzhen had been hiding his clumsiness, and it was really surprising that he broke out at this moment.

Wu Zhen stretched out his hand, his index finger and middle finger were slightly closed, and he smiled, and I became a Buddha.

Shaolin seventy-two stunts, flower fingers!

"Flower fingers!"

Wu Zhen smiled slyly, and lightly pointed out with one finger, like a flood beast attacking Ji Chuan.

Ji Chuan was suddenly awe-inspiring, and the Heavenly Demon Hand immediately slapped out, colliding violently with the Flower Finger, and the invisible true qi collided violently.

"Wow......"

Ji Chuan took a few steps back in a row, a wisp of blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth, and the qi and blood in his body shook.

And Wu Zhen only took half a step back, his face calm, as if he had not been injured in any way.

"Amitabha, don't be stubborn, Lord Ye and my brothers must be brought back to Shaolin. Wuzhen said lightly.

At this moment, it is different from the deterrent power just now, and the display of strength will definitely be feared by others, and the weight of words will be different.

Everyone in the audience around is like this, not to mention Ji Chuan?

"What was that trick just now?" Ji Chuan wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, rubbed his chest, and asked in a cold voice.

Wu Zhen said lightly: "Smile at the flowers, fingers at the flowers!"

Ji Chuan frowned, and said suspiciously: "Shaolin seventy-two stunts, flower fingers?"

This reminded him of the seventy-two stunts in Shaolin in his previous life, but he didn't expect that Daqin Shaolin Temple also had such tricky martial arts.

Seeing that the true flower finger has quite a Buddhist rhyme, implying Buddhist Zen, so the power is so huge.

Buddhism is like this, the deeper you study the Dharma, the more thorough the Zen understanding, the easier it will be to practice the Buddhism exercises, and the faster the comprehension will be.

Shaolin seventy-two stunts, no one knows in the rivers and lakes, the power is huge, not a Shaolin disciple, not taught at all, it can be said that the entire martial arts, so that a lot of martial arts people are afraid and envious.

"What do you think about it? ”

Wuzhen has been persuading Ji Chuan not to interfere, he feels danger from Ji Chuan, and he always feels that Ji Chuan has reservations about that move just now.

Moreover, seeing Ji Chuan's flat face, there was no look of frustration.

Wu Zhen didn't want to continue to fight with Ji Chuan, he rarely appeared so unsure of a person, and he met one today.

Therefore, Wuzhen hopes that Ji Chuan can retreat despite the difficulties, even if he knows that this hope is very small, he is willing to give it a try.

The corners of Ji Chuan's mouth outlined a sneer, he really thought that he had lost, and he couldn't help but think a little too much.

"Da, da, da......"

At this time, behind Wuzhen and Wushan, there was a rhythmic voice.

Ji Chuan looked at the person who came, and showed a smile, a weird smile.

Seeing this, Wuzhen's expression suddenly tightened, and he hurriedly looked behind him, his pupils shrank suddenly.