Chapter 267: Dharma King Moroxing of the Ming Dynasty (Subscription Requested)
Zhou Tiandi handed over a cyan jade pendant to Chen Xuan, and said calmly, "When Brother Chen is ready, drop blood into this jade, and our people will naturally know, and someone will come over soon." ”
Chen Xuan took the cyan jade pendant and looked at it repeatedly in his hand.
"Where's your stronghold? Not out of the sky, right?"
"No, it's still in this world, it's just that ordinary people can't find it. ”
Zhou Tiandi spoke.
Chen Xuan nodded lightly and stuffed the jade pendant into his arms.
The two chatted and drank together.
At this moment, a sound of tables and chairs turning over came from outside the door, making a muffled sound.
The two looked back.
"It's him, the 'King of the Ming Dynasty' Mo Luoxing, the masters of the Northern Zhou Kingdom have been going south in the past two years. ”
Zhou Tiandi's eyes moved slightly.
"He's Morochen?"
Chen Xuan showed a different color.
Why does it look the same as the low-profile version of Gumozhi? And it's also the TVB version.
I saw that the man was about twenty-five, dressed in a yellow monk's robe, his ears drooped, his body was tall and thin, his hair stood up, and he carried a string of Buddhist beads on his hand.
Beside him, stood three men who were also dressed in yellow monk's robes and had their hair tied high.
It looks like it's his fellow disciple or something.
Not far from a few people, a few Jianghu guests fell, humming and chirping in pain.
"What kind of famous hall are you called? I have heard for a long time that the martial arts of the Great Qianjiang and Lakes are flourishing, and we have come all the way south, and we have not imagined that all the people we meet are vulnerable to attack, which is really ridiculous!"
A monk stood in front of them and shouted angrily.
"You... Don't be rampant, if it weren't for the heavy casualties of the young heroes in my Daqian Jianghu in the past few months, it would not be your turn to go wild, and you have the ability to challenge the top three on the list. ”
A charlatan was unwilling to drink angrily.
"What can I do with the top three on the list? My senior brother Mo Luoxing is not weaker than them, this time he went south to Zhongzhou, and he came to the top three on the list!"
Another monk shouted.
"Extremely arrogant, I don't know whether to live or die!"
The Jianghu guest laughed angrily, "If you encounter the hands of the 'Desperate Hand', one palm is enough to kill you!"
"Hmph, is there only one mouth left for the big cadres?"
The monk snorted coldly and said, "It's not that we are arrogant, it's really all the way south, and you are all like this, and you are really vulnerable." ”
"If it weren't for the death of a large number of masters in recent months, would you be a hair?"
Another quackler shouted angrily.
The monks were also furious.
"Are all the big cadres who can only quibble? Why don't they want to admit that they have lost?"
A monk shouted angrily.
"You..."
Those few Jianghu guests were unwilling and wanted to argue, but at this moment, there was a commotion downstairs.
"The little iron turtle Chen Kuohai is here, everyone come and see!"
"There is also the 'White Sword Dance' Autumn Rain Fairy and several of her junior sisters are also here. ”
The injured Jianghu guests were overjoyed, and immediately supported their injuries, quickly got up, and looked downstairs.
One of the Jianghu guests smiled angrily and pointed at the monks, "Wait for death, you guys, the autumn rain fairy and the little iron turtle have arrived, and you have the ability to fight with them." ”
The sound of going upstairs soon rang out.
Several monks snorted coldly and looked at each other.
I saw that at the entrance of the stairs, the first to come was a woman wearing a white dress and a beautiful appearance, about twenty years old, with black hair like ink, soft and beautiful, with an indescribable charming temperament, holding a long sword wrapped in a white scabbard in her hand, with delicate facial features and eyes like lacquer.
It is the 'White Sword Dance' autumn rain!
Beside her, the 'Xiaoxiang Pen' Wenzhu and the 'Tianyuan Xing' Winter Frost in the hundred herbs and seven plums are also peerless beauties, one wears a lake-green long skirt and the other wears a blue gown, but the latter two are not very proficient in martial arts, only medical skills, and the creation is amazing.
They were accompanied by a burly young man in a white robe, with a piercing gaze.
'Little Iron Turtle' Chen Kuohai!
After Chen Xuan noticed that this guy was coming, his face suddenly showed a strange look again.
I don't know if this guy's nickname was given by himself or by others.
Looking at it, it seems to be proud?
"Fairy Autumn Rain, Chen Shaoxia, you have finally arrived, these monks have insulted me and no one, you must seek justice for us." ”
A quackler walked quickly and spoke.
"Amitabha, the poor monk has no malice, I have long heard that the wind of martial arts is prosperous, and today I can meet the autumn rain fairy of the twenty-fourth of the list and the 'little iron turtle' of the fifty-first of the list, the poor monk is very honored. ”
Morochen clasped his hands together and suddenly stood up and said.
"The master is polite. ”
The autumn rain fairy replied.
"Autumn Rain Fairy, Chen Shaoxia, poor monks, these unsuccessful junior disciples, want to learn from Daqian's mastery, I wonder if Autumn Rain Fairy and Chen Shaoxia can give some advice?"
Morochen asked.
"Chen Shaoxia, Autumn Rain Fairy, teach them a good lesson!"
"Yes, teach them a lesson!"
The crowd of charlatans shouted angrily.
"Amitabha, the little monk's Dharma name is Tianmani, please ask a few donors for advice!"
A monk walked out with his hands folded.
Chen Kuohai showed a look of eagerness to try, and immediately stepped out, and said: "Okay, my 'little iron turtle' Chen Kuohai will come to meet you for a while, please!"
"The little monk is offended!"
The monk gave a salute again, and suddenly struck out with a palm, vast and simple, majestic and heavy, the air made a whistling sound, fierce and terrifying, and at first glance it only contained incomparably terrifying power.
Chen Kuohai's face changed, and he didn't have time to fight back, so he hurriedly stepped on his feet, crossed his arms, and used the turtle shell magic skill to resist.
Bang!
With a palm, Chen Kuohai sprayed blood wildly, flew upside down on the spot, knocked several tables open, and smashed into the distance.
The other quacks looked shocked.
"Chen Shaoxia!"
They rushed over.
"Amitabha, Chen Shaoxia agreed. ”
The monk clasped his hands together, looked back at the Dharma King of Da Ming, and said, "Senior brother, it seems that the Great Qian's martial arts are nothing more than this, compared with my Northern Zhou, it is really a world of difference!"
"Autumn rain fairy, teach him, you must teach him a lesson!"
"Yes, Fairy Autumn Rain, this matter can't be counted like this, they deceive us and no one. ”
A group of Jianghu guests shouted angrily, extremely aggrieved.
Some of the famous old people on the ninth floor also turned pale and clenched their fists.
Since the bloody hands of the dead hands have washed the rivers and lakes three times, the fault line of the younger generation is too powerful, and the little iron turtle of the fifty-first on the list has not stopped the other party in a move!
They really wanted to go down and teach these monks in person, but once they were gone, they would inevitably fall into the mouth, and if they were introduced to the Northern Zhou Kingdom, it would also have an adverse impact on their great cadres.
Qiu Yu Xiumei wrinkled slightly, she didn't want to get involved in this grievance, but their [Baicao Pavilion] is one of the famous families in the Great Qianjiang Lakes, and now there is no one in Daqian, and she, a disciple of [Baicao Pavilion], has to intervene.
"This master, the little woman leads!"
Qiu Yu's eyes were solemn and he bowed.
"Senior sister, be careful. ”
Wen Zhu and Dongshuang behind her whispered.
Qiu Yu nodded lightly, and immediately pulled out the long sword, making a crisp sound of the warehouse, the white light was clear, like fog, like frost,
She has won the true inheritance of her own master, not only unique medical skills, but also exquisite swordsmanship.
"Amitabha, since the Autumn Rain Fairy is willing to advise, the little monk is offended!"
Timmani clasped his hands together.
Call!
He suddenly struck out with another palm, roaring with strength, rushing to his face, like an invisible wall crushing towards Qiu Yu, Qiu Yu's pretty face changed slightly, and he immediately felt the unspeakable pressure, and immediately swung his sword technique to quickly resist.
However, as soon as this move was blocked, Tianmani slapped it again.
His palm is changeable, endless, the palm power is mighty, straight like a wave rolling, never endless, for a while, the autumn rain in his hands only has the power to parry, no way to fight back.
Many heroes in the building were moved.
The strength is so strong?
These monks won't be the top-ranked masters of the Northern Zhou Kingdom, right?
They deliberately concealed their identities and went south to try to pretend to be pigs and eat tigers?
Qiu Yu exerted a wonderful swordsmanship to the extreme, the white light was shining, the figure was hazy, sometimes like a frightening dance, sometimes like a fairy in the mortal, absolutely beautiful and murderous, but no matter how subtle her swordsmanship was, how varied she was, she could never get close to the five feet in front of Tianmani.
In an instant, the two dismantled more than forty moves.
Tian Mani's palm suddenly changed, and his strength exploded, four or five times stronger than before, and he instantly shook off the long sword in Qiu Yu's hand, making her pretty face suddenly turn pale, her blood and qi disordered, and she fell out.
In all directions, a group of Jianghu guests looked ugly.
The twenty-fourth autumn rain fairy on the list of people was actually defeated!
The strength of these monks is too strong.
"Senior sister, how are you?"
Wenzhu and winter frost quickly came to help up the autumn rain.
Qiu Yu shook his head slightly, his face turned pale, and said, "Thank you for the mercy of the master's subordinates." ”
She looked at the long sword on the ground, her eyes were stunned, and it was extremely complicated for a while.
"Senior sister doesn't have to blame herself, they may not be unknown, they are likely to be the top masters of the Northern Zhou Kingdom, deliberately pretending to be pigs and eating tigers. ”
Wenzhu said.
"Amitabha, thank you for the concession!"
Tianmani folded his hands together, returned the salute, and then looked around, and said, "Everyone, what other masters do you have?" The little monk is willing to learn one by one today, the little monk is only here for the competition, and there is no malice in winning or losing!"
Everyone, you look at me, I look at you, and their faces are angry.
They were eager to jump into the door immediately and teach these monks a hard lesson, but when they thought of their own strength, they had to endure humiliation.
"No one!"
A monk shook his head.
Some of the celebrities were furious.
If they hadn't taken care of what others had to say, they would have taught them a lesson.
In the private room on one side, Chen Xuan couldn't help but shake his head slightly.
Still too impulsive.
was provoked by a few words from others, and he actually played like this, and he didn't want to think about his strength.
But then again, these 'low-profile version of Gu Mozhi' are too bad.
I can't help it.
"Brother Chen, when will you make a move?"
Zhou Tiandi smiled slightly.
Scold.
Did I say I'm going to make a move?
Chen Xuan took out a human skin mask from his arms, put it on his face, looked at the dragon turtle, and said, "Brother turtle, let's go." ”
The dragon turtle was eating, and when he saw Chen Xuan wearing a dead man's mask again, he scolded unhappily and got into the package.
Chen Xuan picked up two packages and walked out of the private room.
The hall outside the entire private room was already crowded with heroes from all walks of life, all with annoyed faces, and no one dared to speak.
"Let's let, let's go!"
Chen Xuan squeezed through the crowd and walked forward.
A group of heroes were annoyed and turned around to glare at him.
Chen Xuan seemed to be unstable on the soles of his feet, his body pounced, and his hands pushed on a Jianghu guest in front of him, and the Jianghu guest was pushed by him and his body suddenly pounced, hitting the person in front, and the person in front then bumped into the person in front, just like that, a series of collisions, and when he hit the back of the person in front, the person's face changed, and he only felt that a wave of true qi suddenly poured into his body from behind, mighty and boundless, and rushed forward with his body, slamming towards Tianmani.
His face was shocked, and he wanted to stop, but he couldn't stop at all, so he had to scream and push his hands out.
Tianmani's eyes flashed, and he shouted, "It's a good time!"
He lifted it with both hands, gathered all his true qi in his palms, and pushed it directly and fiercely.
Bang!
There was a muffled sound, deafening.
Everyone was shocked and covered their ears.
Timmani screamed, clicked, and broke his arms, like a mountain crashing, and flew out of the window on the spot.
"Third Senior Brother!"
The faces of the other monks changed, and they hurried to the window and exclaimed.
The charlatan looked dazed, looked at his palm, and hurriedly looked at his back, revealing horror.
"I... I..."
Who am I?
Where am I?
What happened?