said "bang bang bang" and knocked on the head a few times, and everyone was taken aback. www.biquge.info This phantom array is only effective for the parties involved, and although the secret weapon is unexpected, it is not as palpitating as this person's crazy begging for mercy.

Suddenly, there was a slight sound from the wooden door in the west corner, which was small but thunderous to everyone's ears. Xuan Ci shouted, and when his body shook, the person had already rushed towards the wooden door that made a noise.

At this moment, a black shadow suddenly crossed out from behind the door, and his fists hit him directly in mid-air.

Xuan Ci hurriedly jumped back, and Xuan Sheng was already holding a Zen staff in his hand and quickly greeted him.

The figure was naturally uncontrollable, staring directly at a little monk in the crowd, his palms raised, and while swinging Xuansheng's Zen staff, he scolded loudly: "His grandmother's, you are a little thief!" This directly sealed Chixiao's retreat. Chixiao was not afraid, let out a loud roar, and continued to move forward, his left foot just hit the ground, and sticks flew out on both sides. It turned out that unconsciously, the people of Shaolin Temple had surrounded this guy, and these monks didn't necessarily know how high their martial arts were, but they cooperated with each other to advance and retreat, and each staff was a very subtle and powerful move.

Those who have seen and learned naturally know that this is the eighteen bronze formations of Shaolin Temple, but Chixiao's cultivation is so high, obviously ignoring this so-called formation, his body shook, and he flashed out of the layers of stick shadows.

"Xuzhu be careful!" Xuan Ci, who had been wary of the changes around him, exclaimed, although he knew that his son had recently advanced in martial arts and was known as the first person of the young generation in Shaolin, but if he cared about it, he would be chaotic, even if he was so good, it was inevitable that he would be vulgar.

Xu Zhu obviously didn't expect this reckless man to have such kung fu, since this person appeared, he has been observing the other party, and he has not seen him show the slightest skill, so he has no time to think carefully, and jumps forward.

Chixiao stared straight at Xuzhu's right hand, waving his hands and rampage, knocking a big hole in the wall behind Xuzhu with a bang. Rao is his body that specializes in physical cultivation, and his body is as strong as an ox, and he is also shocked by the power of the rebound, and his muscles and bones want to be taken off. After calming down, he was even more ashamed and angry, and chased after Xuzhu with a shout.

Gu Feng and the others in the dark were attracted by this void bamboo, and then looked at the exercises and body techniques he performed, all of them suddenly realized: "The heirs of Xiaoyaozi!" This time they were even more angry, this Xiaoyaozi learned the Taoist martial arts of Changchun Valley, not to mention, and actually passed it on to their most jealous Buddhist disciples, it really didn't make sense! Originally, Xuanci's gang was not worth their shots, but at this time, under the anger, they couldn't care about their own identity, and they all crossed out from behind the door one by one.

It's just a fight, and Xuan Ci and the others are in a cold sweat. Fortunately, although the cultivation of the people in Changchun Valley is extremely high, but the battle of real swords and guns has never been there, and the strength can not play three points, but only these three points of skill are better than everyone too much, Shaolin Temple is okay here, after all, those who can follow the head abbot down the mountain to fight are all masters of the Dharma Academy and Luohan Hall, but the people of other sects are mixed, and most of them died soon, almost all of them were killed in one move.

Gu Feng sneered, and with a wave of his hand, he saw a puff of mud and sand hit out, with his skills, this move was nothing less than more than a hundred dark green sons, and the good players of the various factions who were lucky enough to survive were not afraid of this, almost all of them were plotted, and they screamed again and again. On the side of Shaolin Temple, Xuan Ci and others threw off the monk's robe at the same time, and the long sleeves were like an iron plate under the encouragement of internal force, opening all the sediment. Almost at the same time, the master of Changchun Valley had already pounced on it again.

Xuan Ci really saw extraordinary, and with a wave of his hands, the Shaolin disciples were in groups of four, and their swords were closed. It is said that the Bodhidharma Patriarch faced the wall for nine years, not only penetrated Bodhi Miaoti, but also realized a set of swordsmanship and a large array, that is, the Shaolin Temple Dharma swordsmanship and the Shaolin Eighteen Arhat Array. And this four-person sword array is the result of the great development and painstaking research of the junior monks on the basis of the eighteen arhat arrays. From Shaolin to the present, the generations in the temple are Xuan, Hui, Void, and Empty, and these disciples in front of them are the worst masters of the Hui generation, which should not be underestimated.

Gu Feng naturally discovered the mastery of the opponent's sword formation, and there were only three people on the side of the Immortal Changchun Valley who could face this formation with ease, after all, for these Taoist masters who lived in seclusion all year round, they were better at alchemy and meditation. In desperation, Gu Feng and the others had no choice but to make a move to Xuan Ci and these old guys, the so-called capture of the thief and the king first, in their minds, this is the case.

There are a total of seven monks here, each presiding over a sword array, sitting in front of the sword array, as if they have wandered into the void. After Gu Feng and others attacked and killed, these people showed their own proficient Shaolin mastery, Xuan Ci is known as the Tiger Arhat, not only the King Kong palm is strong and strong, but also the robe can also stand alone in the world, Gu Feng is the one who is on him.

Huangfu has the memory of the original book, and he is not optimistic about this Xuanci, but once these two people fight, it is very unexpected, not that Gu Feng is too weak, but that this Xuanci is a little too strong. Huangfu Yan was suspicious in his heart, and he hadn't noticed that the Xuzhu in the distance could fight the Chi family brothers alone.

Xuan Ci came up is the robe to subdue the magic skill, the robe on the body suddenly floated up, to Gu Feng under the cover, the robe is soft, not forceless, Gu Feng is a time to encounter such a strange move, although he grabbed the robe, but failed to penetrate, before he wanted to let go, he saw the robe closed, wrapped in his palm, at the same time, Xuan Ci's left hand cast a vajra palm to slap him. Gu Feng was shocked, but he didn't expect the bald man's strength to send and receive so freely, the innate Gang Qi protected the body, and shook off the robe on his hand with a flick of his wrist: "You are worthy of being the abbot of Shaolin, but the old Taoist underestimated you!" Xuan Ci was ashamed in his heart, if it weren't for the sweeping monk who activated the relics treasured in the temple by secret methods, he really wouldn't be the enemy of these bulls' noses.

Huang Fu Yan naturally didn't know the way to this, these people didn't know the true strength of Xuan Ci, but felt that this was in line with their identity as the number one faction. The relics left behind by the masters of Buddhism when they passed away are the essence of their life's work, and at the very beginning, they will pass on the power to future generations using the method of Daigo empowerment, but time has passed, this secret method has gradually been lost, and the world's martial arts have declined, and there is no need to do so, although this relic is precious, but the real usage is rarely known. Now the sweeping monk will use the treasured relics in the temple to activate the secret method, almost doubling the skill of Xuan Ci and others, although due to the lack of realm comprehension, can not become a congenital master, but in terms of strength, it is not weaker than ordinary innate masters. Xuzhu has obtained the lifelong strength of Wuyazi, and the internal force in his body is even stronger, plus his fellow practitioners of Buddhism and Taoism, and his martial arts can be described as a thousand miles a day.

In a moment, Xuan Ci's robe had been smashed into a pile of fragments by Gu Feng and scattered in the air, and the heads of the other six monks were also steaming, obviously exerting their skills to the extreme.

In the Bodhidharma sword array, the Shaolin monks have reached the point of life and death, everyone is sweaty and heavy, and the sound of wheezing comes and goes. After experiencing a real battle, the people in Changchun Valley became more and more courageous, and the mighty and turbulent congenital wind swept up the dust and sand all over the ground, forming one huge spiral-shaped dust pillar after another, gradually covering up the monks. Outside the big array, although there is not one out of ten masters of the various factions who wander around, they are all masters, swords and swords, the sound of killing is shocking, the killing eyes are red, the screams, and the shouts make people feel creepy, and the splashed blood has dyed the floor of the hall red.

Huang Fu finally noticed the shining void bamboo, which made him even more suspicious. This world has not had the storyline of the Valley of the Deaf and Dumb, and I don't know how this guy got the skill of Xiaoyaozi, although there is no Tianshan Tong Grandma to teach martial arts, but Huangfu can see that in addition to Ling Bo Weibu, Xuzhu will also be Li Qiushui's Baihong palm power and other martial arts, of course, Xu is the Xuzhu of this world has been the focus of Shaolin Temple training, and his lack of mastery is also extraordinary. Putting aside the suspicions in his heart, Huang Fu Yan soon discovered another puzzling thing, that is, the two reckless men who fought with Xuzhu had been staring directly at the jade wrench on Xuzhu's hand. Moreover, these two are masters who have stepped into the innate martial arts purely in the flesh, which makes him full of interest, you know, although his dragon elephant is almost complete, but he has not been able to step into the innate realm, and in the end he still relies on the Northern Shengong.

Xu Zhu saw that the kung fu of these two people was at the peak, and he also had a headache. He once used the Sumeru Mountain Palm and the Vajra Palm, which are known for their strength among the seventy-two stunts, but it was difficult to hurt the opponent in the slightest, and he also used the extremely explosive palm technique of one shot and two scattering, but he couldn't hurt the opponent. On the contrary, these two people have a huge strength, and they are desperate to the death, and he doesn't know how to do anything that King Kong is not bad for, although he can avoid the key points every time, but occasionally one or two moves can make his blood churn, and his true qi is stagnant, and he is miserable.

The two sides seem to be stalemate, but as time goes by, the superior and the inferior are separated. When the martial artist has not entered the innate state, the strength of the internal force is indeed a hard indicator to judge the superior, but when it comes to the realm of Gu Feng, the communication between heaven and earth, the breath is long, and it is meaningless whether it is strong or not. Of course, because of the attributes, special exercises may have some unique properties, such as the Nine Shadows Gang Qi, or the Blood Exquisite Qi, but the difference is not obvious. In terms of sword cultivation, that is the comprehension of sword intent, and in terms of Buddhism and Taoism, that is the study of their respective Buddhism and Taoism. Although the sweeping monks pulled out the seedlings and helped shape the monks of the Xuanzi generation into a half-step congenital, this kind of realm comprehension is not achieved overnight. What Gu Feng and the others lack is only actual combat experience, after all, there are years to put there, and the level of the realm can be imagined. When they mastered the rhythm of the battle, Xuan Ci and the others would have a hard time.

At this time, the rest of the people who came to join in the fun had already been killed and injured. At the moment of crisis, the big boss of Shaolin Temple naturally will not sit idly by, just when Huangfu Yan stared at the jade wrench finger of Xuzhu with great interest and wanted to take a look, a "Amitabha Buddha" resounded on the top of the mountain, and the phantom array around the hall fluctuated, and the sound of destruction was endless. When Lin Lingsu and the others were sitting on the mountain watching the tiger fight and laughing and commenting, they felt that the corners of their respective defensive formations were swept by an invisible aura, and in their surprise, the magic swords that maintained the large array snapped and broke, revealing their own shapes. I couldn't take precautions, and suddenly an old monk in the field smiled faintly, and when he came up, it was a lion roar of Buddhism, which shocked everyone.

Gu Feng and the others were about to start a killing spree, but they all felt that their breath was stagnant, and out of the instinct of the innate master, they retreated backwards, and finally dodged the mass killing weapon of the sweeping monk. Huangfu was not so good, although he retracted his hands in time to hide his body, but carelessly, his ears were already oozing traces of blood, buzzing. Huang Fu Yan saw at a glance the cultivation of this old monk, there is only one person in Shaolin Temple who has this ability, and the identity of the person who came is self-evident -- the sweeping monk of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion! That is, one of the three elders of the empty gate who was as famous as Ziyang Zhenren back then, as for whether it has anything to do with the Murong family, Huang Fu Yan is also suspicious. Gusu Murong is in the same lineage, Murong Bo and Murong Fu can always see some similarities from their faces, but this sweeping monk is too old, and he has studied Buddhism for many years, so his temperament is completely different, and he can't see the slightest hint of blood relatives.

"Uncle Shi!" Xuan Ci and the others were overjoyed, everyone didn't know what the name of this sweeping monk was, but according to the old monk's own explanation, he was a senior monk of the Lingzi generation, and the master of Xuanci and several people, Lingmen, was a person of the same generation. Lingmen and Tianshan Tong are peers, and the age of the sweeping monk can be imagined. In fact, Li Qiushui's original guess was good, this sweeping monk was indeed her good brother-in-law, Murong Bo's father. Although he survived with the help of Li Qiushui's little sister back then, and even made great progress in martial arts, this kind of lingering breath made him feel guilty, saw through the red dust, ignored the Murong family's century-old hegemony, and went to Shaolin Temple to become a monk.

At that time, the Shaolin Temple was full of masters, the thirteen absolute monks presided over the overall situation, the old Murong took the art to seek Buddha, and the spirit generation was helpless, so they had to intersect with each other and count him as the little junior brother in the spirit word generation. In addition, his Murong family has great plans, and he has always been low-key after entering the temple, and the younger disciples know very little about him. For countless years, although his cultivation was strong, after all, he was in the last years of his life, and he had always been worried about the cold illness of this old friend Ziyang, so he hid in the Scripture Pavilion to study his pure yang divine skills. The situation of the Murong family has changed abruptly, but he has become more and more light-hearted, especially after witnessing the grievances and grievances between Murong Bo and Xiao Yuanshan. But the Emperor Fu completely wiped out the Murong family, but it made him really mess up. The hatred of exterminating the clan, Rao is his Dharma is deepening, and he has not been able to look down on it after all, and finally completely lost his mind in a practice. The Buddha and the demon were originally in a thought, with the obsession of the Murong family inherited from generation to generation, the sweeping monk began to plan the layout, and was also looking for the footprints of the emperor's death, in order to take revenge. (To be continued.) )