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The shade of the trees was dense, the insects and birds were chirping, and a group of martial arts people surrounded a person wearing a hat.

"Ziwu evil monk, quickly hand over the Great Day Rulai Zen Staff!"

Holding two knives, his eyes were full of greed, and the burly man led by him scolded.

"Amitabha... Just with your rabble, you also want to rob the poor monk's Dari Rulai Zen staff?"

Glancing at everyone with gloomy eyes, Master Ziwu sneered with a somewhat tired expression.

In the past few days, whether it is the righteous path or the evil way, they are all chasing and killing themselves, and their purpose is to snatch the Great Day Nyorai Zen staff in their hands!

Those who have a great day of Zen rod are boundless in Buddhism!

For this rumor, countless people died at the hands of Master Ziwu!

Although Master Ziwu has profound skills, it is difficult to withstand the pursuit of everyone one after another, and he is now very tired.

"Kill!"

Sensing that the other party's demeanor was wrong, the burly man with two knives in his hand roared and rushed towards Master Ziwu!

All around, they also wanted to seize the Great Day Rulai Zen Staff, and the martial arts people raised their sharp weapons one after another, and they pounced on it!

Maha Finger !!

Seeing that everyone was besieging him, Master Ziwu's face gradually became solemn, he stepped on the ground, floated backwards, and then flicked his ten fingers with both hands!

"Bump, bump, bump!"

In an instant, the strong and powerful true qi broke out of his fingers, and many martial arts people died under the fingers of Maha!

Lion's roar!!

Stopping his body, Master Ziwu's whole body was agitated, and when he opened his mouth, there was a lion's roar.

The true qi burst out, deafening the surrounding martial arts people, bleeding from seven holes one by one, and falling to the ground and dying!

"Hahaha!"

In less than a moment, a group of martial arts people were all killed, and Master Ziwu laughed wildly!

After laughing, he took off the black package behind him, took out the Dari Rulai Zen staff inside, and Master Ziwu said to himself with a hideous face: "Where are you hiding? Where are you hiding!"

In the past few days, Master Ziwu has been avoiding the pursuit of good and evil, and at the same time, he has forgotten to sleep and eat to comprehend the Great Ri Rulai Zen Staff!

But Master Ziwu has never understood it, where is this "Washing the Marrow Sutra" hidden!

"Amitabha... The poor monk is still too late..."

Suddenly, just as Master Ziwu was talking to himself, there was a Buddha noise behind him.

Hearing this, Ziwu frowned, turned to look behind him.

I saw an old monk in cloth standing behind him, his hands folded, and his eyes indifferently staring at him.

This old monk is Master Ziming, and after the sunset of the water, he was separated from the disciple Juekong, so Master Ziming searched all the way in the direction of the water, but to no avail.

Just as Master Ziming was looking for the vicinity of Zhengzhou City, he heard that a group of martial arts people would ambush Ziwu's junior brother here, so Master Ziming immediately rushed over.

It's just a step late, and a group of martial arts people all died at the hands of Ziwu's junior brother.

"Hmph, Senior Brother Ziming, I didn't expect you to go down the mountain too..."

Seeing Senior Brother Ziming, Master Ziwu's face froze, and then he chuckled.

"Senior Brother Ziwu, you stole the Great Day Rulai Zen Staff and killed two disciples of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, the abbot asked me to go down the mountain and come to arrest you and go back to Shaolin Temple..."

With his hands folded, he looked at Senior Brother Ziwu in disappointment, and Master Ziming read slowly.

"Hmph, Senior Brother Ziming, you and I are equally skilled, and you alone want to arrest me?

Hearing this, knowing the strength of both sides, Master Ziwu shook his head and sneered.

"Senior Brother Ziwu, don't continue to make mistakes, the sea of bitterness is boundless, and turning back is the shore..."

Seeing that Ziwu's junior brother was still obsessed, Master Ziming persuaded him with kind words.

"Don't talk nonsense! Now that I'm down the mountain, it's impossible to go back!"

Hearing Senior Brother Ziming's admonition, Master Ziwu shouted impatiently, and pointed the Dari Rulai Zen staff in his hand at the other party.

"Amitabha... In that case, Senior Brother Ziwu, I have offended..."

Seeing this, Master Ziming shook his head and agitated in a cloth robe.

Then his figure flashed, and Master Ziming raised his palms and rushed towards Senior Brother Ziwu!

The face was very solemn, and when he saw the other party's palms clapping over, Master Ziwu waved the Dari Rulai Zen staff in his hand, holding it horizontally and blocking it in front of his chest!

"Bump!"

With a soft sound, both palms slapped the Great Ri Rulai Zen staff, and Master Ziwu immediately retreated.

Maha Finger !!

Taking a few steps back, Master Ziwu flicked the five fingers of his right hand, and the five fingers fiercely pounced on Senior Brother Ziming!

King Kong Palm !!

The figure stood still, and the five fingers came towards him, and Master Ziming raised his hand and greeted a palm!

"Boom !!"

The powerful True Qi burst out of his palm, condensing a golden giant palm, which collided violently with the power of the five fingers! A strong explosion was generated, and a wave of qi rolled up all around!

"Amitabha..."

Letting the air waves hit his face, retracting his palm, Master Ziming said a Buddha noise.

"Senior Brother Ziming, you and I are equal, even if we continue to fight, we are average... Why don't you let me go, if it penetrates the "Washing the Pulp Sutra" one day, the junior brother will share half of you!!"

Holding the Great Day Rulai Zen staff in his hand, he has been chased and killed by both good and evil in the past few days, and his body is very tired, he is afraid that he is not the opponent of Senior Brother Ziming, and with a roll of his eyes, Master Ziwu said temptingly.

"Amitabha..."Washing the Marrow Sutra" is a long-lost secret scripture in Shaolin, you and I are both Shaolin disciples, how can we get involved?"

Hearing this, there was no greed in his heart, Master Ziming shook his head and refused.

"Senior Brother Ziming, say that... You're not going to let me go today?"

There was a sharp glint in his eyes, and he looked at Senior Brother Ziming with a fierce expression, and Master Ziwu asked in a cold tone.

"Amitabha... Senior Brother Ziwu, put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha on the spot..."

The old man's gaze met his eyes, and Master Ziming persuaded him again.

"Okay, since you won't let me go! Die!"

Hearing that he had now entered the Demon Dao, Master Ziwu's eyes were red and he roared.

After roaring, the Great Day Rulai Zen staff in his hand waved and rushed towards Senior Brother Ziming!

With a leap of his body, Master Ziwu rose up in the air, and the Great Ri Rulai Zen Staff in his hand smashed into the top of Senior Brother Ziming's head!

This staff is very powerful, if it is hit, it will definitely burst the head and kill you instantly!

Seeing this, his brows furrowed deeply, Master Ziming leaned back, and hurriedly dodged!

"Bump!"

The Great Ri Rulai Zen staff slammed into the ground, and suddenly the dirt flew and the ground slowly cracked!

King Kong Palm !!

Taking a few steps back, Master Ziming turned the Buddha beads with his left hand and slapped a palm with his right hand!

The powerful true qi burst out of the palm, condensed a golden giant palm, and pounced on Ziwu's junior brother with unparalleled strength!

"Broken!"

Seeing this, with a roar, Master Ziwu slammed his arms and raised the Great Ri Rulai Zen Staff and smashed it into the golden giant palm!

The head of these seven divine weapons, how could it be mortal iron?

Suddenly, the Great Day Rulai Zen Staff smashed the golden giant palm!

.................. (To be continued.) )