Hao Lian Tieshu led a group of people, and Xuan Ci led a group of people to stand on both sides of the square in front of the Daxiong Treasure Hall of Shaolin Temple.

After receiving Hao Lian Tieshu's signal, the crane in the cloud jumped out, holding a steel claw in his hand and pointing at a kind of monk opposite: "When we came to Shaolin today, our general wanted to see Shaolin's seventy-two stunts, and see if the monks in Shaolin had real skills or nonsense, so come out now to see a real chapter!"

Xuan Yin bowed to Xuan Ci and said, "Senior brother, I'll meet him!"

Xuan Ci compared it in his heart, and found that the strength of the two was about the same, although there were masters like him on their side, but the person on the other side did not make a move, so he could only let Xuan Yin and Yunzhonghe have a game first, Xuan Ci said solemnly: "Be careful!"

The strength of the crane in the cloud and Xuan Yin is about the same, but the light skill of the crane in the cloud is the top among the acquired masters, while Xuan Yin is not particularly good at it, and the comparison between the two is a little loss. But in the end, who will die depends on the on-the-spot performance of the two.

Xuan Yin's qualifications are average, so there is only one kind of Prajna palm that he has learned, and there is no upper limit to this kind of palm technique, which can be practiced more and more strongly, and has both offense and defense, as long as it takes thirty or forty years of kung fu to be able to achieve something, and there is no need to be distracted by practicing other martial arts.

Xuan Yin stood in front of the crane in the clouds, and gently stretched out his hand and said, "Please!"

The crane in the cloud was not polite to him, he rushed up with a steel claw, he was very light, although the two were separated by a few feet, but in the blink of an eye, he had already arrived in front of Xuan Yin.

The steel claw on his hand grabbed directly at Xuan Yin's neck, and Xuan Yin took a step back. The right hand that was originally outstretched drew a semicircle, and with a loud "snap" from the back of the hand, it hit the side of the steel claw. The backhand of this palm is the "deterrence of the outer way" in Bo Ruo's palm.

The crane in the cloud only felt a sudden force coming from the steel claw, the steel claw trembled, and almost came out of his hand, just after stabilizing the steel claw, Xuan Yin on the opposite side had already called a palm in his left hand.

The crane in the cloud stepped lightly on its right foot, and its body rose in the air, flipped to the right in the air. Without waiting for the landing hand, the steel claw in his hand suddenly grabbed the next three ways of Xuan Yin.

The crane in the clouds is a must, and the speed of switching from offense to defense is very fast, and Xuanyin's Prajna palm is a kind of martial arts that has both offense and defense. And he was bent on not making mistakes, just blindly guarding first before thinking about counterattacking Yunzhonghe, and the two of them dismantled more than 50 moves, but they couldn't see whether they won or lost.

"It's really stupid! This old monk obviously knows this kind of martial arts, and he hasn't even seen it after fighting for so long?" Huang Rong saw that the two of them had done so many tricks. The old monk on the other side had already used the Prajna palm back and forth twice. The crane in the cloud still didn't have any way, and shouted coquettishly.

Of course, the crane in the cloud also saw it, but the old monk was more important than attacking, and every time he attacked, the monk opposite would temporarily change his moves, so although he knew the tricks, he couldn't crack them.

"He's going to hit you in the left rib with his right palm, but it's just a false move, you should grab him in the middle right away. How do you know how to hide!" Seeing that the two were delayed, Huang Rong began to speak on the side to help Yun Zhonghe.

At the beginning, the crane in the cloud will not be used to the timing of the move. Every time I was forced to be in a hurry, but as I gradually got used to it, the mystery on the field became dangerous.

"Amitabha! Interfering in the duel of the rivers and lakes is not the work of a hero!" Xuan Wei on the opposite side suddenly shouted the Buddha's horn loudly, and the sound was deafening, interrupting the two people on the field.

After the separation, Yun Zhonghe stood in place and panted, although he had a big advantage, but because he had been constantly attacking, he had consumed a lot of physical strength, plus his own physical strength was very weak, and he couldn't support it for long at this time.

"Haha!" There was a burst of laughter like silver bells on the other side, and Zhao Min spoke: "What the master said is very wrong!"

"Oh, I don't know what's wrong?"

"One, my sister Rong didn't interfere in the battle between the two, just pointed out from the side, speaking of which you can also do in Shaolin, and second, my sister Rong is just a weak woman, naturally not a hero!"

"The little girl has sharp teeth and sharp mouth, I just don't know if the kung fu in her hand is the same as your mouth!" Xuan Wei saw that the two people on the field couldn't fight, and rushed out with the ring knife in both hands. 、

"This master is so angry! Hey, who is that?" Zhao Min pretended to think for a while and said, "Yue Lao'er, go and teach him a lesson! If you can't win, it's Yue Laosan?"

Originally, the South China Sea Crocodile God was very angry that Yun Zhonghe had robbed him of the opportunity, but when he heard Zhao Min's words, he immediately shouted: "What Yue Laosan, look at me and twist his neck with a click, and it will be Yue Lao Er when he comes back!" Regardless of Ye Erniang and Duan Yanqing's thoughts, he actually rushed forward with the crocodile scissors in his hand.

The crocodile scissors in his hand snapped towards the Xuan Pain, the South China Sea Crocodile God was dull, his hands and feet were really fast, and the crocodile cut a mouthful of white teeth, which was similar to the spikes on the mace, and the moves on his hands were weird, and the Xuan Pain was still only seen in his life.

However, Xuan Pain is also a person who has been in battle for a long time, and after the fight, he doesn't care how weird the opponent's moves are, and the water that dances with the two ring knives in his hand can't be splashed in, and it will not be affected at all.

The ring knife in his left hand blocked the other party's cut, and with a wave of his right hand, he slashed directly at the left shoulder of the South China Sea Crocodile God, but was blocked by the crocodile whip on the South China Sea Crocodile God.

"Old boy, are you just like that, look at how Lao Tzu teaches you!" The South China Sea Crocodile God had time to speak, but his face was solemn, and he had just made a few moves, and every time he shook his arms, he was numb. The strength of the other party is obviously above him.

With the fall of the South China Sea crocodile, he suddenly stepped up the offensive, it turned out that he had just seen the crane in the clouds go up and exerted all his strength but could not gain the upper hand, and when he came out at this time, he deliberately did not show his real strength, until he tested the weakness of this old monk, and then suddenly killed him.

Originally, it was difficult to use two ring knives, although it was cheaper than one knife in terms of moves, but the strength was significantly weaker than a single knife, and the moves of the South China Sea Crocodile God were bizarre and strange, and his exquisite moves could not be fully exerted, so at this time, he had been forced by the South China Sea Crocodile God, and he could only retreat while fighting immediately.

The weapons of the two people on the field constantly collided, each time it was a splash of sparks, and the sound of jingling resounded in the sky above the Shaolin Temple.

"Stop!" An old monk with a red face and a kind expression suddenly made his hand in the shape of a flower, bent his fingers a little, and his fingers suddenly broke through the air, shooting straight at the South China Sea crocodile god who wanted to smash it down.

"Shaolin is so bad at beyond! It's not as good as the monks of Tianlong Temple!" As soon as Duan Yanqing saw the other party make a move, the crutches in his hand were raised, and a Yang finger force was released, and Xuandu's chest suddenly burst out with a blood flower, and he fell on his back.

It turned out that under the teaching of two fingers, Xuandu was invincible, and the finger force of Yiyang broke his finger finger, and he was injured in the chest by the finger force, just like a sharp blade.

At this time, the Xuan Pain on the field was receiving a cut of the South China Sea Crocodile God's great strength, and suddenly spurted blood from his mouth and atrophied to the ground.

"Yiyang finger!" Xuan Ci stretched out his hand to support Xuandu, who was lying on his back, and looked at Duan Yanqing solemnly, "What is the relationship between Your Excellency and Tianlong Temple?" Many of the Duan disciples in Dali are monks in Tianlong Temple, although Xuan Ci sees that Duan Yanqing is not a monk, but he mentioned Tianlong Temple before, which is obviously very familiar.

"Hehe! Tianlong Temple? Those monks will end up like you sooner or later! But fortunately, they don't have the habit of sneaking attacks, and you Shaolin even shot out one after another without even saying hello, hehehe, alas, it's really disappointing to me. ”

"Dali Tianlong Temple Kurong Master and the abbot of this because of the profound Buddhism, all my Shi disciples, all admire. The monks have long had no idea of winning and competing, and Your Excellency said that I am not as good as Tianlong in Shaolin, how can I mind?" the old monk said that he didn't mind, but it seemed that he was obviously going to make a move.

Seeing that the other party turned out to be a congenital master, Huang Rong immediately jumped out, "Great monk, let me play with you! See how your Shaolin martial arts are?" When Huang Rong lived in an era, Shaolin's reputation was not obvious, but it was a five-peer competition.

Seeing a little girl on the other side come out, Xuan Nan suddenly frowned secretly, although the other party is also a congenital master, but the age difference between the two is too much after all, not to mention that the other party is still a woman, even if she wins, it can't be said to be a glorious thing, if she loses, it will be a loss of Shaolin's face, and he hesitated in place for a while, not knowing whether to make a move or not.

"Amitabha! The rivers and lakes are fighting, regardless of strength and weakness, only on the highlands!" Xuan Ci knew where Xuan was embarrassed, and hurriedly played a round for him, Xuan Ci, Xuan Nan and Xuan Lin are all martial arts taught by a master, and they are also the three best martial arts in Shaolin so far.

Listening to Xuan Ci's words, Xuan Nan bowed and bowed, and said, "Donor, please help!" When he got up, the monk's robe around his body bulged slightly, and his true qi instantly flowed, protecting his body, and a momentum suddenly rose to the sky, just like a Buddha.

Huang Rong stepped slightly, and she didn't see how to exert herself, her body was like flying snow, drifting towards the mystery, and her hands danced like falling flowers.

However, at this time, facing the difficulty of Huang Rong's palm power is a different feeling, the opponent's palm power is abnormal, and the palm power is like a sharp sword, and the chaotic palm shadow carries the sharp sword qi dancing in the air, and he does not dare to be careless at all, knowing that the other party has many false moves, his eyes are fixed, and he decides to break the skill with force, his hands are raised, the big sleeves flutter, and the fist power at the bottom of the sleeve is whirring towards Huang Rong's palm power. (To be continued......)