Gu Mozhi was pleasantly surprised, only to feel that what he had come from today was not worthwhile, not to mention anything else, being able to see such the world's first swordsmanship had already made him gain a lot. Dali Duan's six-vein sword and his own flame sword are a kind of use of invisible true power, quite similar, personally feel the six-vein sword, Gu Mozhi also has a deeper understanding of his own flame sword, aware of a lot of shortcomings, if he can concentrate on understanding in the future, his martial arts will have greater progress, which can be said to be precious for a martial artist.

Duan Yu Shaoshang's sword attacked, the sword aura was majestic, incomparable, giving Gu Mozhi an extremely huge pressure, under the pressure, Gu Mozhi's heart flashed, his palm waved, soft and slender, like a breeze and drizzle, wisps of flame sword qi lingered, flexible and densely paved out. This change, rigid and soft, is really wonderful. The martial arts wisdom of Gu Mozhi can be seen. Duan Yu's Shaoze sword just now, smart changes, flickering and flickering, Gu Mozhi's flame knife is used, but it is fierce and domineering, with rigidity and softness, and change, at this time, in the face of the majestic Shaoshang swordsmanship, but with a dense and subtle flame knife to deal with, but with the soft way to overcome rigidity, in the face of different swordsmanship, with different means to deal with, the flame knife this magic skill, in Gu Mozhi, has really reached the profound and subtle, wishful thinking realm, has to be admired.

Sure enough, no matter how fierce and vast Duan Yu's sword qi was, it was difficult to break through the layers of dense and flexible sword qi network, and in the end, it was in vain.

"The National Teacher's Divine Skill Order is an eye-opener, how about this one being regarded as a junior losing?" Duan Yu didn't have much of a desire to win, but now he sighed when he saw that he couldn't gain the upper hand even when he changed two swordsmanship in a row. "Duan Gongzi is too humble, your six-vein divine sword is unparalleled, how can the little monk win, this one is considered a tie. Kumachi shook his head slightly, with a look of joy in his eyes.

When the words fell, Gu Mozhi closed slightly, pronounced a Buddha horn, and walked to the side, but he didn't mean to make a move. Seeing this, Duan Yu would not stay for long, and returned directly to the crowd. The field was deserted for a while, and many people in the martial arts were amazed when they saw the two fights just now, and they only felt that they had this little effort, or don't go up and be embarrassed, the gap was really too big, and many people were excited to get up, silently waiting for the next master to play.

Whew, the wind swept by, the beggar gang leader Zhuang Juxian was dressed in purple, wearing an iron helmet, suddenly appeared in the field, stepping on the ground, there was a dull sound, and what shocked everyone was that the place where he was standing, a frosty white color, the cold air spread in all directions, and the spectators felt that their skin was cold, and their hearts were extremely shocked. I saw him look at Shaolin Abbot Xuan Ci, and said hoarsely: "Abbot Xuan Ci, today's martial arts, with Shaolin and the beggar gang in charge of the rivers and lakes, you and I are the masters of each side, why don't you end up and compete to determine the position of the leader of the martial arts alliance?" Zhuang Juxian was shocked as soon as he opened his mouth, and the meaning of his words was to compete with the abbot of Xuanci for the position of the leader of the martial arts alliance, which made many people in the martial arts excited, as Zhuang Juxian said, today's martial arts, the most powerful is Shaolin and the beggar gang, and the Shaolin abbot and the beggar gang leader compete for the leader of the martial arts alliance, which is undoubtedly something to look forward to. Xuan Ci didn't have the slightest hint of joy, his expression was slightly heavy, today's events had gradually exceeded his expectations.

"Amitabha, the leader of the Zhuang gang, the beggars and Shaolin have been friends for hundreds of years, so why do you have to divide them today?" Xuan Ci sighed lightly. But he thought that if this battle started, no matter who won or lost, it would be difficult to have both, and there would always be a loss of prestige, which was not what he wanted to see. "Abbot Xuanci, today we are promoting the leader of the martial arts alliance and resolving the dispute in the martial arts, then my beggar gang and Shaolin are bound to compete one or two, and divide one or two, so as to determine the choice of the leader of the martial arts alliance, why should the abbot care about both?" Zhuang Juxian smiled indifferently, he ascended to the position of the leader of the beggar gang, all of which were planned by Quan Guanqing behind his back, and today's martial arts alliance leader was also launched by Quan Guanqing, so he naturally planned everything properly, Xuan Ci wanted to retreat, how could he do it, what they wanted was to defeat Shaolin in full view of everyone, and make the prestige of the beggar gang even higher.

"Since this is the case, then according to what the Zhuang gang leader said, everyone in the world has witnessed it, and I Shaolin really has no idea of fighting and winning, but the situation is forced to do it. Xuan Ci spoke loudly, spreading all around, and he walked out step by step and stood in front of Zhuang Juxian.

Zhuang Juxian laughed, did not speak, one step out, such as shrinking into inches, in the blink of an eye in front of Xuan Ci, volleyed a palm, towards Xuan Ci's chest, this palm, concise and clumsy, simple tricks, almost everyone in the martial arts can be used, there is no slightest subtlety at all, but the palm power is extremely terrifying, in the shocked eyes of everyone, with Zhuang Juxian's palm, a white misty palm power, burst out, the cold and cold power of the forest is endless, the heaven and earth are frosty, even between Xuan Ci's eyebrows are a frost white, ice and forest, extremely amazing。

"Amitabha, the Zhuang gang leader is so domineering and cold palm power, this is not the eighteen palms of the beggar gang?" "Haha, the abbot of Xuanci is in the face, whether it is the eighteen palms of the dragon descending, or other martial arts, what is the difference, the competition is strong, the weak and the weak, what should the others care about?" The void crackled, Zhuang Juxian's palm was violent, and he laughed loudly. Xuan Ci saw the frost-like cold palm power in front of him, his face was solemn, he had been crisscrossing the rivers and lakes all his life, and he was the abbot of Shaolin, he was well-informed, and he didn't know how many miraculous skills he had seen, but he had never seen such a yin and cold palm power as Zhuang Juxian, and Zhuang Juxian's internal cultivation was also unfathomable, and his skills were endless, and under one palm, it brought him an extremely terrible threat. Don't dare to be careless, Xuan Ci waved the sleeves of his robe, the robe on his body swayed, under the infusion of true qi, such as hard as iron, flexible as cotton, suddenly waved, the red and yellow shadows trembled non-stop, this move is both rigid and soft, vast and magnificent, there is a hidden sense of Buddhist compassion, it is the Shaolin seventy-two stunts in the robe to subdue the devil, Xuan Ci is worthy of being the abbot of Shaolin, the attainments in this kung fu are extremely good, the mind moves, the robe is like iron, like a seal.

There was a loud bang, between the two, the air waves were churning, and they suddenly exploded, but the final result was shocking, only to see Xuan Ci staggered back a few steps, his face was pale, and he actually fell behind, this is really incredible, Xuan Ci Abbot has been famous in martial arts for decades, and he is the top master of today's rivers and lakes.

"What a cold palm! The Zhuang gang leader is really good. Taking a few deep breaths, Xuan Ci relieved himself and said solemnly. "Abbot Xuanci has an overreputation, let's make a move. Zhuang Juxian's tone was indifferent, Xuan Ci didn't say much, he drank lightly, such as Hong Zhong Da Lu, resounding through the world, and then the pace was solemn, the palm was erected on the chest, and suddenly shot out, the palm force was issued, the true qi was like King Kong, there seemed to be a buzzing sound, to just to be fierce, it was the Shaolin mastery Kong palm power, Xuan Ci was the best at this skill, at this time, a palm was played, the stone was shattered, as if a heavy iron wall crushed over. Zhuang Juxian was not lazy, he still hit it with one palm, there was no subtlety at all, but the power of the cold in the palm power was very strong, and there was a shocking noise, the dust under the feet of the two was flying, hazy, Xuan Ci snorted, retreated again, the corners of his mouth were bleeding, and before he landed, it became a piece of ice, and the cold air spread out. At this time, the Shaolin abbot's face became more and more pale, and his whole body was trembling, obviously suffering a lot of damage.

Several monks next to him were greatly surprised when they saw this, and hurriedly helped Xuan Ci up, and probed slightly on his veins, but their brows were tightly locked.

Xuan Lian's face was heavy, and his eyes were quite unkind when he looked at Zhuang Juxian, and said in a deep voice: "Zhuang Gang Master, Shaolin and the beggar gang have always been good friends, you and I sent the abbot to discuss martial arts, there is no need to be so ruthless, right?" Xuan Lin was extremely angry in his heart, just because as soon as he investigated, he felt that the abbot of Xuan Ci was cold to the bone, and only a trace of warmth remained in his chest, which saved his life, but even so, Xuan Ci's situation was not optimistic, that Zhuang Juxian's palm power was too cold and domineering, and the wisps of palm power cold poison were entrenched in Xuan Ci's body, constantly eroding his meridian true qi, wanting to get rid of the cold poison and restore it as before, even with the background of Shaolin, it was not an easy thing, in this case, how not to make Xuan Lin angry.

"Master Xuan Lone's words are wrong, it is a contest, naturally it is to do it with all his strength, otherwise wouldn't it mean that my beggar gang looks down on Shaolin? As for the injury of the abbot of Xuan Ci, it is nothing, right? Although the Xuan Ming Divine Palm under it is cold, it can be Shaolin's peerless knowledge, what is the big deal with such an injury. Zhuang Juxian didn't care and replied lightly.

"Xuanming Divine Palm, a good Xuanming Divine Palm, that's it, that's it, the Zhuang Gang Master is brilliant, and I Shaolin admit defeat. Xuan Lin saw that Xuan Ci's face became more and more pale, and he was no longer entangled, and directly admitted defeat on behalf of Shaolin.

"Okay, since Shaolin admits defeat, who of the heroes present is not convinced, you can challenge my martial arts alliance leader!" Quan Guanqing on the side had a happy face, and hurriedly stood up and shouted loudly. Most of the people present shook their heads and were silent, just now the beggar gang leader Zhuang Juxian was powerful, they all saw it in their eyes, even Shaolin abbot Xuan Ci was not his opponent, who would dare to do this cane and horse.

"Martial Arts Alliance Leader" "Martial Arts Alliance Leader" others don't talk about it for the time being, but many beggar gang disciples are very excited, their own gang leader defeated Shaolin Xuanci, and his prestige is shocked, almost can be regarded as the leader of the martial arts league, they are honored, how unhappy, they shouted loudly at the moment.