The monk saw that Wang Zhong suddenly rolled into the crypt, and then the wind was whistling, and a palm was imprinted on his chest, and he didn't care about chanting the mantra, so he hurriedly waved his hand, crossed his hands, took a step forward, drew twice, and offered a "wild horse mane" sacrifice, and made a steady and fierce move, as fast as lightning, mixed with whirring wind and thunder, and the whole crypt blew a whirlwind out of thin air, whirring and whistling.

This crypt is not wide, only one person is more than one person, it is not smooth, there are potholes everywhere, hard rocks and dripping water are mixed together, wet, and very uncomfortable, it is obviously a road that the monk used to dig temporarily, as soon as Wang Zhong entered the crypt, ** the smoke was only condensed and shrouded in the mouth, and there was nothing in the crypt.

Wang Zhong spit out a breath of turbidity, rushed to the monk, and was about to seal it, and it was sealed, I was afraid that it would not be a broken end, when suddenly his eyes lit up, and the whole crypt seemed to be bright, and his body moved at will, and he immediately made a move.

The power between the moves is huge, and it is much more ferocious than Li Chengliang.

"This person is so high in kung fu! It's better to use the Sanyīn Demon Killing Knife to slash him, otherwise he won't be an opponent. ”

Wang Zhong turned his mind around, first it was not good to hard-connect, and hurriedly made a small kung fu of "gopher channeling", his body crawled, and he rotated around the crypt for a minute, suddenly stood upside down, dodged a split palm, and then shrank his abdomen and expanded his chest, and made a croaking sound in his stomach.

The monk was stunned for a moment, only thinking that Wang Zhong's martial arts were not high, and he could be caught with his hands, where did he know that the other party was so cunning, his body was dexterous, and between his use, he was simply superb, like a person who had been fighting for years.

Although Wang Zhong's martial arts skills are not high, he has practiced hard since he was a child, has no distracting thoughts, and is blindly brave and fierce, often practicing thousands of times with one move, and honing his mind, no matter how powerful the enemy is, he has no fear at all. Like a bystander, very clear.

Especially in the cultivation of the Great Xing'an Mountains for a few months, the three yīn meridians have been penetrated, and among the three cokes, the internal strength has been reached, and the Xingyi Quan has achieved a small success. It is used to form a circle of softness and softness, and is better at using the terrain.

At the racecourse that year, Zhou Huanwen's skills on Wednesday and Zhou were much higher than Wang Zhong's, but they were abolished by Wang Zhong.

Although he couldn't match anything extremely powerful like the flying sword, the golden jīng crazy bee, and the Yuan Shen, he couldn't help him in a short period of time even if he was a master who was twice as strong as his kung fu by fighting with martial arts alone.

"The Seven Killing Demon Palace is really so powerful, just a servant is so powerful?"

The monk thought that Wang Zhong was an ordinary servant, and when he saw that he was not in the middle of the suit, he was about to show a more powerful set of punches to catch the other party, but he saw that the other party had climbed on the top of the cave, and his body was twisted and coiled like a snake, and suddenly his hand was raised high in the shape of a snake, just like a poisonous snake suddenly poked out its head, and a blue light flashed, breaking through the air.

"Xuantian Ascending Dragon Dao Six ** Gate Three yīn Killing Demon Knife!" The monk finally recognized this green sword: "You are not a person from the Seven Killing Demon Palace, you are a disciple of Xuantian Ascending Dragon Dao?"

After all, it is a flesh and blood body, and it is difficult to hard-connect this almost indestructible Xuandao, the monk rolls, and when he reaches the abdomen of the giant pangolin, he doesn't know what mechanism he touched, and the pangolin's abdomen suddenly cracked, and the monk actually got into it.

A slash slashed at the pangolin's body, bursting out with a spark, and there was only a faint trace on the silver-white shiny pangolin's shell. Such a powerful knife can't actually play a role in pangolins.

"This pangolin is so hard!" Wang Zhong saw it, and a secret thought came to his heart.

Xuantian Shenglong Dao was created by Zhang Sanfeng, the ancestor of the past dynasties, and the old demon of Montenegro is the biggest opponent, this monk has rich experience, naturally knows these festivals, so when he saw Wang Zhong use the strange and unpredictable three yīn demon killing knife, he immediately decided that Wang Zhong was not a person in the Seven Killing Demon Palace, maybe he was the same as himself, he broke in.

The three great masters of Confucianism challenged the old demon of Montenegro in Hetuara City, which almost determined the general trend of the world, and the situation changed rapidly, and even the emperor of the Ming Dynasty, Emperor Wanli, the supreme of the world, paid close attention.

The emperors of the past dynasties, except for the ancestral dragon Qin Shi Huang, almost all respected Confucianism, so there are many Confucian schools and masters.

This time, Emperor Wanli invited the three great masters of Confucianism to challenge the old demon of Montenegro, which was in view of the fact that the Manchurian Jurchens united with the Mongolian tribes, repeatedly violated the border, burned and looted the border, and had no choice but to do so. Since Wang Yangming challenged the death of the old demon of Montenegro, the Manchurian Jurchens have become more and more powerful.

This time, the volcano eruption of Changbai Mountain, Qin Tianjian in the capital saw the dragon qi in Manchuria again, which was clearly a kind of ominous signs, and the crisis to his own Jiangshan Sheji, Wanli Emperor Rì Night put his mind on Liaodong.

This is the general trend of the world, and Wang Zhong also vaguely knows that after all, he comes from later generations, and he knows a little bit about history, but he didn't expect that this era is so bizarre and such a strong man has emerged!

"Are you an ink man, why are you a monk again?" Wang Zhong saw that he couldn't help the monk, so he floated down and didn't answer the rhetorical question.

"The kid is rude! Don't even the wandering monk Shen Fu know?" The monk came out of the belly of the gabled again, his eyes flashed, but he didn't move, only made a move, and the buzzing sound suddenly became loud, and a group of Venus flew into the crypt, but it was the group of hornets just now.

Shen Fu took out a deerskin bag from his bosom and called the hornets to fly in: "Since you are a disciple of Xuantian Ascension Dragon Dao, you don't know me? Xuantian Ascension Dragon Dao's generation of patriarchs Zhengxian Dao people are all friends with me and often correspond, since you have practiced the Three yīn Demon Killing Knife, which elder's disciple are you? Mingde Old Dao, Fengde Old Dao, or Rende Old Dao?"

Shen Fu said a series of names in his mouth, obviously all of them were elders of the Xuantian Ascension Dragon Dao, but Wang Zhong didn't know any of them. He is not a disciple of Xuantian Ascension Dragon Dao, but a disciple of the old demon of Black Mountain.

"The ink is both love, there is no difference, and there is no Confucian etiquette that sets of monarchs, ministers, fathers and sons, elders and younger generations. Wang Zhong heard Shen Fu reprimand him for being rude, and smiled, "You have violated the principles of the Mo Scholar. ”

"Oh!" Shen Fu was very surprised, his eyes bulged like copper bells, and then he shook his head, his face flashed red, a little embarrassed, and then laughed: "It's amazing, it's amazing! Since Wang Yangming's death, his son Wang Zhengxian abandoned Confucianism and Taoism, and became the ancestor of Xuantian Shenglong Dao. ”