Ah Da and Ah Er were shocked and angry. Although they and Ah San were not biological brothers, they had been slaves of the Ruyang Palace for many years, and their relationship was deeper than that of ordinary brothers. Seeing Ah San dying in Xuan Cheng's hands, his eyes immediately turned red Yes, rushing over to take revenge.
Ah Dafang Dongbai is famous for his fast swords. Although he only has one hand left now, the speed of his swordsmanship has not diminished at all, and he stabs Xuan Cheng first. Xuan Cheng remained expressionless, his left hand turned into a finger, and poked towards the tip of the sword.
Ada was taken aback, thinking that even if you have practiced powerful Vajra Fingers, there is no reason to go head-to-head with a sharp sword. Therefore, although Xuan Cheng's two fingers are as white as jade, with a faint layer of crystal flowing, he doesn't care too much , let out a grinning grin, summoned all his strength, thinking that with this sword he could cut off half of Xuan Cheng's palm.
The tip of the sword touched the fingertips, and the imagined flesh and blood flying did not appear. Ada felt a strong force coming from the sword, and he could no longer move forward. Ah Da frowned, and unhappily pushed the sword forward vigorously, and the blade quickly bent into an exaggerated arc.
Xuan Cheng yelled, and pushed his fingertips forward, the sword seemed to be paper, broken inch by inch, Ah Da was shocked, but he was a top-notch master after all, he hurriedly took the opportunity to step back a few feet, looked at the bare hilt in his hand, and thought Zhong suddenly thought of a legendary school in Shaolin Temple, and couldn't help saying: "One-finger Zen!"
The one-finger Chan of Shaolin Temple is an extremely profound martial art. It is difficult for ordinary monks to get a glimpse of it without decades of practice. Since the creation of Shaolin Temple, there are only a handful of people who have practiced this unique skill. It is said that after practice, the fingers are invincible, and can take people's acupoints across the air, without any disadvantage.
All this happened in a blink of an eye, Ah Er had already moved the great diamond palm to hit Xuan Cheng's right chest. Ah Er Asan and Gang Xiang are both masters of Vajra Sect in the Western Regions. In the past, Zhao Min used a trick to get Gang Xiang to assassinate Zhang Sanfeng. With Zhang Sanfeng's cultivation base of creating heaven and man, Gang Xiang hit a Prajna Vajra Palm with Gang Xiang, and was seriously injured. As a result, the Wudang faction was destroyed by Zhao Min and his party who came later.
Ah Er practiced the external skills of the Vajra Sect to the peak, and then from the outside to the inside, he comprehended the superior internal strength that the Vajra Sect did not have. Even stronger than Zhang Sanfeng, I thought that Xuan Cheng had no way to avoid it at this time, the only way was to face the tough, with his incomparably deep inner strength, it was impossible to suffer a disadvantage.
Just as Xuan Cheng forced Ah Da back, it was too late to dodge at this time, so he could only raise his palm to meet him, which was exactly the Prajna Palm he used to fight Song Qingshu just now.
The two palms intersected, and there was no reckless internal force as imagined. Ah Er only felt that his very powerful palm force was like a mud cow falling into the sea, as if it had been turned into nothingness. Ah Er yelled, staggered backwards in embarrassment, every step on the floor, the bluestone slabs were all shattered, when he finally stopped, he couldn't help but half kneel On the ground, with a wow sound, a large mouthful of blood was spit out.
"First turn the opponent's palm power into nothingness, and then take the opportunity to use force to drive straight in. The Prajna Palm is indeed incomparably mysterious." Song Qingshu on the side was stunned, thinking that his Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms tried his best to avoid head-to-head confrontation with the opponent, ah Second, the Vajra Palm, which is more than strong and fierce, but not flexible enough, wants to fight head-on with the Prajna Palm, it is really beyond its control.
"Mr. Lu, Mr. He, hurry up and help them." Zhao Min just watched Xuan Cheng and Song Qingshu's fight, it seemed to be just like that, but he didn't expect his subordinates to fight him, and after a face-to-face, they would be defeated so badly, and he was crying in his heart.
Seeing Xuan Cheng's gestures and throws, the elders Xuanming injured the god Arrow Hachio, killed Ah San, retreated Ah Da, and seriously injured Ah Er, they couldn't help feeling a little scared, but when the master spoke, the two looked at each other, so they had to bite the bullet and go up.
Drawing lessons from the past, the two elders of Xuanming naturally did not dare to be as big as they were before. They wanted to use Xuanming's divine palm to quickly defeat each other, and drew out their own unique weapons one after another. Safety is the top priority.
The two are the top masters in the world, they have been brothers for decades, and they are very good at combining strikes, so Xuan Cheng can't do anything to them for a while.
The three of them quickly fought into a group, the wind was like a knife within a radius of several meters, Xuan Cheng was unarmed, but showed no fear, on the contrary, the expressions of Xuan Ming and the elders gradually became serious, and their figures became a little obscure.
"Also ask the national teacher to help you." Zhao Min saw that the two elders Xuanming were gradually falling into a disadvantage. Although the moves were back and forth, she knew in her heart that the two were just struggling to support, and she looked at Jinlun for help. King of France.
"Princess, this..." Jinlun Fawang showed hesitation. If his majestic Mongolian national teacher joins forces with others to fight against the enemy, even if he wins, he will lose face. What's more, with the skill shown by Xuan Cheng, Jinlun Fawang really didn't have any confidence in fighting alone, so he fell into a dilemma.
According to Jinlun Fawang's original thinking, although the two elders Xuan Ming and Xuan Ming are no match for Xuan Cheng, if Xuan Cheng wants to win the two elders, he may have to pay a certain price. When the time comes, he will appear on the stage again and face the injured Xuan Cheng, then the chance of winning will be great Increase, in this way, I won the first person in Shaolin Temple in two hundred years by myself, and if it is spread, my reputation in the world will be unprecedentedly great, and by the way, I can faintly suppress Ba Siba of Nalanda Temple, why not Instead of doing it.
"National teacher, I know you respect your identity, but our mission is very important. If something happens, I'm afraid it's not easy to explain it to the Great Khan." Hua Zheng also persuaded from the side, she only thought that Jinlun Fawang was concerned about his reputation, Who knew he had so many calculations in his mind.
Even Princess Huazheng spoke up, but Jinlun Fawang could no longer evade it, so he nodded, stood up and said to Xuan Cheng who was fighting in the field: "I am the Mongolian national teacher Jinlun Fawang, and I will come to meet your Excellency today. Be careful." As soon as the words fell, three wheels flew out of his hands and spun rapidly to attack Xuan Cheng.
Although Jinlun Fawang is good at plotting others, but after all, as a master of a school, he naturally refuses to sneak up on a sneak attack when there are many attacks and few attacks, so he warns before making moves.
"National teacher, I'll leave it to you here." Hearing the whistling flywheel, the elders Xuanming and Ming forced Xuancheng back temporarily with a tacit understanding, and immediately jumped out of the battle circle.
Seeing the two of them crossing the river and demolishing the bridge, Jinlun Fawang couldn't help scolding his mother in his heart, but he had no choice but to shoot the arrow, so he had a gloomy face and continued to attack with two wheels in hand, coordinating with the three flying wheels in the sky.
The five wheels of gold, silver, copper, iron, and lead are of different weights and sizes. The Golden Wheel Dharma King throws them at will. The wheels attacking from all angles forced him to be in a hurry, and he was a little embarrassed.
"The scene of the five rounds flying together has something in common with my Li swordsmanship." Song Qingshu looked at it for a while, and because he was outside the scene, he vaguely felt the trajectory of the five rounds flying.
Li Sword Technique is a set of sword techniques studied by Song Qingshu before. Controlling the sword with Qi can control the wooden sword to appear and disappear within three feet of the body, and attack the enemy from all directions. Poison Ouyang Feng was also forced into a panic.
But later, because Ouyang Feng woke up and realized the weakness in his character, Song Qingshu suddenly became enlightened. After successfully completing the long-term plan, the entire realm of martial arts has also improved qualitatively. Now he is more inclined to simplify things, a wooden sword is enough.
"The national teacher really deserves to be the number one expert in Mongolia. One-on-one, he actually has the upper hand." Seeing the situation in the field, Hua Zheng said happily.
Zhao Min has never been short of top experts, so although her own martial arts are not very good, her knowledge is far from that of Hua Zheng. She saw that Jinlun Fawang caught Xuan Cheng by surprise, and now she does have the upper hand. Cheng, however, is like a flat boat in the raging sea. Although it looks thrilling, he manages to save the day every time.
Jinlun Fawang couldn't turn his advantage into victory as soon as possible. After Xuan Cheng got used to it, he might not be optimistic.
"Mr. Lu, Mr. He, hurry up and help the national teacher." Zhao Min is a pragmatist. She doesn't care about the martial arts rules, and she pursues the principle of taking advantage of your illness to kill you on the Mongolian grassland. Joining forces with Jinlun Fawang, Xuan Cheng may have difficulty escaping from Ascension to Heaven.
"Mistress of the princess, the national teacher has already gained the upper hand. If we get involved now, don't we not pay attention to the national teacher?" Turn, it's their turn to watch the fire from the other side.
Zhao Min's pretty face turned cold, and she was about to use her identity as the princess to give them orders, but at this time there was a change in the field.
After dozens of rounds of fighting, Xuan Cheng has already understood the power of the five flywheels, a confident smile appeared on his face, and he no longer avoided it. Taking a deep breath, and using the Vajra Indestructible Physical Skill, the red and yellow monk robes swelled up again.
bang bang bang!
Accompanied by several ear-piercing bangs, the flywheels hit Xuan Cheng's body and were all bounced off. Jinlun Fawang turned pale with fright, quickly summoned his energy to gather the scattered flywheels in his hand, and put the five wheels together in front of him to guard against Xuan Cheng's attack. Cheng's next attack.
Xuan Cheng stretched out his hand and sucked the Zen stick stuck in the wall into his hand, and said a Buddha's name to Jinlun Dharma King: "Dharma King is the Mongolian national teacher, so the poor monk naturally dare not entrust him to fight the enemy with his bare hands, so I use the method of subduing him." Use the wand method to teach the Dharma King Tantric magic."
"Grandmaster's martial arts are so high, it is really rare in my life. I was planning to use the Dragon Elephant Prajna Kung Fu against Guo Jing, and I hope the master will comment." Jinlun Dharma King held the golden wheel in one hand and waved it slowly with the other. Out of the Dharma entity of the dragon elephant.
"It is said that each level of kung fu teaches the esoteric skills doubled from the previous level. I don't know how many levels the Dharma King has practiced?" Xuan Cheng's expression became serious.
"It's just a mere lack of talent, and I've only reached the tenth level." Jinlun Fawang was humble on the surface, but he couldn't hide his enthusiasm.
Seeing that everyone in the inn focused their attention on the two of them, Song Qingshu's heart moved, and he looked in Zhao Min's direction. He saw that the jade face under the sun was flushed red, the skin on the back of the neck was crystal clear and snowy, and the figure was graceful and graceful. Slender and soft as if without bones, she couldn't help admiring secretly: "As expected, she is worthy of being the number one beauty in Mongolia. Such an opportunity is once in a lifetime, and it is so easy to hijack her at this time..."
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