"Washing the Marrow Sutra", "Golden Bell Jar", "Yijin Sutra", "Tong Zigong" Shaolin four great gods are famous in Zhenyu, and the world's martial artists all admire it. As martial artists who have seen these four kung fu practitioners since childhood, they know very well about the abnormalities when these divine skills are urged. The golden giant bell that appears around Kongjian is undoubtedly the "Golden Bell Jar" among the four great miracles, coupled with Kongjian's gray-clothed monk's robe and bright bald head, its identity can naturally be imagined.

"It's a Shaolin monk!" The four disciples who were in charge of guarding couldn't help but sink in their hearts, they didn't know that they were not the opponents of the other party! Shocked, the four of them hurriedly retracted their attack, and they wanted to retreat to avoid the sharp edge of Kongjian.

However, the fist blasted out by Kongjian, who was in the eighth level realm of "Golden Bell Jar", how could it be easy to dodge?!

The fist wind is surging, the strength is divided into four ways, and the chests of the four men are in the middle, only to hear a muffled sound of 'poof', and the fist strength of Wutao immediately pierced the chests of the four people, leaving a fist-sized hole that implements **!

"You" The four men looked at Kong Jian in horror, and then fell down like a bird with broken wings, and fell into a bloody mess of flesh on the spot, but they were already dead.

Killing the four roadblocks with one punch, Kongjian's expression did not change in the slightest, and his expression was as calm as an ordinary person swatting a blood-sucking mosquito to death, and he didn't take this matter to heart.

Sorumi didn't care about the four people who had been killed, he tightened the strap with the demon subduing stick behind his back, and he walked straight into the cave at the entrance of Lingyun Cave, following the footprints left by those people just now, and quietly chased forward.

The messy footprints, as well as the smell of smoke left in the air, showed the way for Sorumi to avoid getting lost in the many forks in the mountain and losing his tracks.

The surrounding light was dim, making it difficult to see the surrounding environment, but this problem could not help but be a skilled empty vision, and as soon as his true qi moved slightly, his eyes flashed like a fine light, and the surrounding scene became like day when his eyes were neutral again.

The road is tortuous, and I don't know how far I have walked, anyway, according to the estimation of the empty view, the time has passed about a quarter of an hour. And at this moment, a sound of Suosuo came into Sorami's ears, and he was overjoyed, and Sorumi hurriedly stepped up his steps to chase after him. But more than a dozen feet away, the target of his trip - the group of men in gray.

Perhaps because they didn't want to attract the fire unicorn at this time, they held a few torches and walked forward cautiously, and the team was silent, only the sound of footsteps falling to the ground and flames burning.

"It's you!" Zai carefully looked at the crowd, and the middle-aged senior brother led by the leader was no more, no less, and there were exactly twenty-one people, except for the two men who were in charge of the security of the rear, the others were all looking at the front intently, and it was obvious that although these people were full of desire to slaughter the Fire Qilin, they were also very worried about it.

Otherwise, they wouldn't have acted so carefully!

"If you want to blame it, blame the guy who taught you Shaolin martial arts!" As soon as the words came out, Kongjian had already urged the true qi of the "Golden Bell Jar" to circulate rapidly between the meridians in the body, turning more and more intensely, and accumulating stronger and stronger. With a long roar, he unleashed his technique, rushed out like lightning, and shook his hand to blast out a fist shadow in the sky, overwhelmingly blasting into the gray-clothed crowd.

As soon as the figure of Kongjian on this side moved, the middle-aged senior brother over there immediately reacted, he hurriedly looked back, and saw countless fist shadows flying over, and his side was even more focused on taking care of, and there were more than a dozen fist shadows bombarded towards him.

The middle-aged elder brother immediately felt a pang in his heart, and hurriedly shouted: "Someone is sneaking up! Everyone disperse, quickly!" At the same time, he lowered his head and flashed into the side of the corridor.

The two men who were in charge of guarding behind the crowd also discovered Kongmi's sneak attack at this time, but Kongmi's movements were too fast, and before they could send a warning signal, Kongmi's fist shadow had already blasted into the crowd. At the same time, the voice of the middle-aged elder brother also sounded, which immediately caused chaos in the originally orderly crowd.

At the moment of lightning, the shadow of a heavy fist blasted into the crowd, and it exploded like a spark splashing into an oil drum. The shadow of the fist was everywhere, and the sound of muffled snorting sounded, and in an instant, seven or eight people were directly killed on the spot by such a heavy blow, and at the same time, several people were seriously injured and slightly injured by the explosive fist, and fell to the ground and groaned in pain.

With such a result, Kongjian immediately lifted his spirits, and the Shaolin Luohan Fist immediately burst out again, wanting to take the opportunity to expand the results. The fist wind is like a tide, and the heavy bombardment is exactly one of the styles in the Shaolin Arhat boxing - pouring the sea and lining the mountains!

As the most basic introductory kung fu in Shaolin boxing, Luohan boxing is also widely spread in the rivers and lakes, and in the Shaolin Luohan Hall that studies boxing, there are more than a dozen different versions of Luohan boxing alone, and its power is also strong and weak. As a disciple of the Shaolin lineage, Kongjian's practice of Luohan boxing is different from these.

It is rumored that in order to promote Shaolin martial arts, Bodhidharma Ancestor created a simple and direct but powerful 18-style boxing technique, which was called 'congenital 18-style Arhat boxing' by Shaolin monks.

Although this set of boxing techniques is simple, but the more you practice, the more evocative it is, but its special surname that is easy to practice and difficult to refine, and the Tai Chi that is widely spread in the world has the same magic, and it is also included in the list of Shaolin 72 stunts, and it is easy not to be passed on. And the different versions of the Luohan Boxing Club circulated in the Luohan Hall and the rivers and lakes are all evolved from it.

Now Kongjian's Shaolin Arhat Fist, which is driven by the true qi of the golden bell jar of the eighth level, once it is blasted out, it will burst out with amazing lethality, especially this style of 'pouring the sea and draining the mountain' is even more powerful. And if it hits the target, the gray-clothed man on the field will inevitably die on the spot!

However, this empty punch that could have expanded the results of the battle did not create brilliant results as he thought. Because, a sudden palm caught the fist that was full of true qi in the air.

But listening to the sound of "bang", the palms and fists intersected, and an incomparable energy erupted between the two, and the aftermath was like a tide, like a substance, blatantly attacking the surroundings, stirring up countless smoke and dust. The strong impact on the mountain walls on all sides directly cracked the surface of the mountain wall, and the limestone soil fell to the ground.

"Shaolin's innate Arhat Fist, you are the Kongjian monk who defeated Qin Zhanpeng's junior brother in Wushuang City. When he was surprised, a chilling voice came into his ears, and when he looked closely, it was the senior brother of the gray-clothed man who blocked his fierce blow, a middle-aged man with a hideous face. At this time, he was looking at himself with a gloomy expression.

Kong Jian withdrew his fist, and immediately withdrew and retreated, until he retreated outside Zhang Xu, and then said: "You are really related to Qin Zhanpeng, and at the same time, the thief who secretly learned my Shaolin martial arts, and he deserved to die in the hands of my Kong Jian!"

"What kind of stealing? These martial arts cheats were all taken out of the Shaolin Temple by my master in the open," the middle-aged man smiled when he heard this, and refuted, "At that time, everyone dared to refute your Shaolin monks, so how can you blame us for stealing from the Shaolin Temple now?!"

In the words, the middle-aged man's expression became more and more insidious, and the strong words made Kong Jian more and more furious, and roared: "The reputation of Shaolin for thousands of years cannot be destroyed, you will die here for me today." ”

After that, the true qi of the golden bell jar of the eighth level was fully urged, and in an instant, the dazzling golden light reflected the whole audience, and the huge golden bell shape that seemed to be virtual and real appeared when it stood up, like a copper wall and an iron wall to protect the surroundings of Kongjian. At the same time, a strong and powerful fist burst out and rushed towards the middle-aged man outside the former abbot Xu.

"Who died in whose hands did the deer die, it is not yet known? Who died in whose hands, you will only know after the fight!" The middle-aged man smiled, urging the true qi in his body to circulate rapidly in the meridians, and his whole person immediately turned into a black shadow, shaking his hand and splitting out the palm shadow qi in the sky. Countless palm shadows come and go, one after another, and constantly collide with each other, and the angle of attack is dexterous and changeable, which is dazzling and indistinguishable.

"Bang!" Countless sounds like the resonance of gold and iron rang out together, and the overlapping palm shadows hit the golden bell, but the bell did not even move. If the surging palm shadow is the angry tide of the waves crashing on the shore, then the golden giant bell is the reef that stands still, no matter how strong your attack is, I will not move.

At the same time, Kongjian's fist strength was easily avoided by the middle-aged man with his dexterous body, and it bombarded the mountain wall behind him in vain, blowing up countless splashes of rubble!

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