Wu Mochong sat on the Taishi chair and watched these subordinates crush the Shaolin Seventy-two Peerless Secret Books that were rubbed into volumes, and everyone crushed a copy, and those pinched words turned into a light of words, which drilled into the minds of those who crushed the secret books. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Those people were very scared at first, but when the words got into their heads, they felt so comfortable that they couldn't help but laugh out loud.

"Ha" I saw them make a loud noise, which was a particularly comfortable feeling.

When these subordinates spoke out, they felt a little different from their previous selves, not only did they see things more clearly, but their ears were also enhanced, their movements were more flexible, and they seemed to be more energetic.

Wu Mochong clapped his hands and said, "You guys, do you know how lucky you are?"

These people, you look at me, I look at you, I don't know where the luck in Wu Mochong's mouth comes from.

"You guys try martial arts now, think about those martial arts in your mind, and then call them out for the gang leader. ”

Wu Mochong looked at these subordinates and said.

More than 200 subordinates don't seem to understand very well, some don't even know martial arts, how can they show it.

But a few of them were particularly shrewd, and they seemed to have just a flash of inspiration, and suddenly they started to punch there, and the tiger was full of style, and the powerful set of martial arts in the seventy-two peerless schools made him show it, and he shouted violently, and a flaming knife was actually hit by him in the air!

Another subordinate, claws and claws, a dragon grasp let him use it, it was like a dragon descending to earth, and his moves were extremely ruthless.

The other subordinates were also blinded, and a few people who knew him actually exclaimed: "How did he know martial arts, when did he learn it, why don't I know?"

Then, suddenly, he also had a flash of inspiration and began to punch as well.

Immediately afterwards, they all seemed to have a flash of inspiration, and the martial arts that came out of their minds surprised them, and they started fighting wildly on the spot!

Have you ever seen a scene where more than 200 of his subordinates perform various Shaolin 72 stunts at the same time?

Absolutely not seen.

Ordinary monks, it is extremely difficult to learn one, when can I see a master who can learn seventy-two stunts at the same time.

These people are dusty on the field, sand and stones are flying, and all kinds of seventy-two stunts are endless, each of them is angry, looking excited and happy, after all, such a magical practice of martial arts, it is simply too exciting.

This time, Wu Mochong saw it, and he clapped his hands and was happy: "Okay, brothers, you guys stop for a moment." ”

These subordinates are practicing happily, and they can stop there.

However, these subordinates have different qualifications, some are powerful and some are not, once they show their martial arts, it is easy to distinguish which ones have more potential and can be tapped, and which ones have poor levels and understandings, and martial arts are as ugly as juggling.

Ma Jiao was angry next to her and scolded: "The helper asked you to stop, why are you disobedient, otherwise, Lao Ma will give you a mace!"

"The surname is Ma, don't be rampant, now that we are all martial arts masters, will we be afraid of you?" some of the subordinates who had cultivated seventy-two peerless skills shouted there, with a fearless expression.

Wu Mochong nodded indifferently, this is also human nature, he became a martial arts master in an instant, and he couldn't say it for a few times, but he forgot that this guy was actually in front of his own gang leader, then he was looking for death!

Wu Mo Chong faced the kid of Dese, and suddenly cast an auxiliary soul intent, a leopard-shaped soul intent, and the person's martial arts suddenly became faster, and the faster he hit, the more fierce he became.

Wu Mochong didn't stop, and he still kept exerting the leopard-like soul intent on him.

With their current qualifications, it is enough to practice for a while, but once they practice for a long time, their meridians and bodies will be damaged, and they don't know much about martial arts. In addition, Wu Mochong gave him an auxiliary soul intent for a while, but as a result, this guy hit more and more fiercely, the more excited he became, and he was fighting happily, and suddenly roared, bang, and he suddenly burst into blood!

The blood spilled on the person next to him, and those who were practicing martial arts were also so frightened that they didn't dare to move because of this blood explosion.

"Practice, why don't you practice, this gang leader let you practice hard. Wu Mochong said.

These people were so frightened that they dared to practice, and the benevolent brother next to him actually practiced so wildly, and he was killed with a blood explosion, which made everyone else scared all over their bodies.

What's going on? I can practice martial arts until I explode blood, can I still practice this martial arts?

Because, just now, when Wu Mochong was using the auxiliary soul intent, few people paid attention to it, so many of them thought that it was that person who went mad when he practiced and practiced himself to death.

Wu Mochong didn't point it out, he looked at all these people and stopped, and said slowly: "This gang leader let you become masters, but he didn't let you be disobedient, if this gang leader is talking and you still don't obey the discipline, this gang leader will let you end up like him, do you hear clearly?"

Ma Jiao yelled beside her: "Do you all hear clearly?"

"Hear me clearly. "The group of people below, how dare they say a word.

"Well, that's good. Although you have become a master of martial arts, now you are only some second-rate strength, you must practice the martial arts you have learned, don't be greedy, practice this martial arts to the depth, this gang leader is useful to you. Wu Mochong said.

Wu Mo suddenly turned his head to look at Ma Jiao and asked, "Dead fatty, why don't you crush a copy?"

Ma Jiao said: "I don't really like Shaolin's seventy-two mastery. ”

Wu Mochong was not reluctant, so he had to go with him.

However, if he gets powerful martial arts in the future, he wants to arm the people on his side.

Wu Mochong killed that disobedient guy with his auxiliary soul intent just now, but it was just a small big ring, and he hadn't thought about the real bloodshed yet.

As for the 300 men over there who couldn't sit still, he hadn't figured out what to do with them.

Wu Mochong asked Ma Jiao: "Fatty, you still have more than 300 disobedient subordinates over there, how to deal with it?"

Ma Jiao made a gesture of wiping her neck and said to Wu Mochong: "Helper, what do those disobedient people do, kill them all." ”

Wu Mochong nodded, Ma Jiao said very reasonably, disobedient subordinates, disobedient subordinates, keep them for the New Year?

Wu Mochong now slowly has the mentality of fighting for hegemony in the martial arts, he feels that if a person wants to make a name for himself in the martial arts and dominate the world, it is difficult to achieve great things if he is not ruthless.

Although killing people can't solve the problem, it can make anyone afraid of you, afraid of you.

When a person is afraid of you, afraid of you, afraid of you, you are halfway there.

When you were a child, were you afraid of your father?

Whatever your dad says, you dare to say more.

Therefore, he wants these people to fear him in their hearts, and to treat him as their father, and whoever dares not to listen to discipline will be killed.

Ma Jiao said suddenly: "Helper, these subordinates have just learned martial arts, it is better for them to deal with those subordinates who are not subject to discipline, if they can't even beat those people, they will simply die, and keep the waste of food." ”

Wu Mochong nodded, and suddenly asked Ma Jiao to arrange it. (To be continued.) )