Chapter 1822
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It's a rare chance for such a master to fight. Many masters around are staring at the situation. The king of Jinlun sighed: no wonder Zhou Botong was in a deserted place in the Mongolian camp. This skill is really terrible. But now I've practiced dragon elephant Prajna skill, and I don't know who will win him.
However, he suddenly widened his eyes, and saw song Qingshu extend his palm and push Zhou Botong to a distance of one Zhang, as if the shadow of his fist just didn't exist.
"What's the name of this move? Or Wudang soft palm? Or is it a big Voldemort The king of Jinlun has fought with song Qingshu several times. He has also seen Mongolian experts fight against him. He knows a lot about his martial arts skills. But this time, he is really confused. What is this palm? I can't see it at all. It seems that it's a push from ordinary people. But how can it be an ordinary push in the face of Zhou Botong's left-right fight?
His skill is advanced enough, but he lacks some skills. For a while, he will not be famous.
On one side of the Tianshan Mountain, the child's grandmother showed a different color: "I didn't expect that he had reached this level. It's not unfair to lose to him."
Jiumozhi also had to smile bitterly. He came to the Central Plains with great ambition. Although he also made such a big name, he was a little worse than song Qingshu. At first he had the idea of comparison, but now he has no idea at all.
"Huanxi Zen is really so magical. Why don't I go and learn it?" Jiumozhi only thought that his opponent's martial arts had made such a great progress because he was happy with Zen. However, thinking that there were many amazing people in the past dynasties of Tantric school, and that everyone could survive the final disaster, he gave up the idea and read the book of song Qingshu with some worry. He didn't know when he would have a problem.
"Eh, is this move from Wudang or Emei? Each one is specious... "Wang YuYan's confused voice came from one side, and her eyebrows were locked tightly, as if she didn't understand the phenomenon just now.
"Miss Wang..." Duan Yu in the distance is staring at this side. At this time, because Li Qiushui's face is covered, he can only stare at Wang Yuyan. He is aware of each other's doubts, and he intends to explain them. But he just happened to learn some top martial arts, and his common sense in martial arts is not as good as some ordinary people in the river and lake. How can he see anything.
Li Qiushui said at this time: "silly boy, the martial arts are at the top. Every time you make a move, you have to go with me. What specific moves are there? Just like this Tianshan child grandmother, who claims that you don't have to make two moves to kill people, but kill people with one move every time. Who can name that move? Also, I heard that immortal Zhang of Wudang used to subdue the two masters of xuanming. Who can name that move? "
Tianshan TongLao snorted: "you don't have to put gold on my face. If I had not been afraid of Zhang Sanfeng's nose 30 years ago, but now..." she was silent for a long time. Finally, she shook her head and said: "he is a genius and created Taijiquan sword, but I can only practice the martial arts of my predecessors. Most of them are not his opponents."
Li Qiushui also sighed. Her martial arts are two points weaker than Tianshan TongLao, and she is not Zhang Sanfeng's opponent. However, her interest in martial arts is not all in her life. She quickly picked up her mood and took a look at the monks not far away. She laughed sarcastically: "only those second-class masters, each move is not Shaolin's seventy-two stunt, it is a Yang finger, The moves are shouting all over the world, for fear that others will not know how famous his martial arts are. "
Wang Yuyan nodded: "I see."
On one side, jiumozhi's face turned red when he heard that. Although he knew that the other party was satirizing the people of Shaolin Temple and Dali Duan, he seemed to like to show his moves every time. At this time, he realized that it was inferior.
Shaolin monks' faces changed: "what's the origin of this woman? She looks pretty and delicate, but her martial arts knowledge is so extraordinary?"
The master of Yideng could not help but put his hands together: "the bishop of Nun Shi taught me well."
Li Qiushui chuckled: "the old monk is in a good mood."
In the war, however, Zhou Botong's face was a little hard to hang. His original intention was to make up for Yideng master. Before he made up for what he owed, he didn't know that he had lost such a big face.
As a matter of fact, he is childish and has no idea of losing face or not. But this is only aimed at other people. In front of master Yideng, he is much more sensitive.
The nine Yin manual, and he had no sooner left behind than he could not hold his hand. He continued to fight with his hands. He had a clear hand and a big fie. He had attacked the old man before he had sworn in. So he avoided using the nine Yin manual.
All they felt was that there were only two Zhou Botong in front of them, one on the left and the other on the right, attacking song Qingshu. At the same time, the two Zhou Botong's martial arts skills were quite different, one was as good as water, and the other was treacherous and fierce, attacking their opponents at the same time.
Now, not to mention the king of the golden wheel, even jiumozhi, Xuancheng and other people's faces changed greatly. They thought that if they were in the game, how would they deal with such an attack?
Li Qiushui was also full of exclamation and poked the Tianshan TongLao beside him: "I didn't expect that this guy really has some skills. You little TongLao may not be able to win against this old urchin."
Tianshan TongLao snorted: "life and death fight, the outcome is unknown." At the same time, I was secretly surprised that I had lived in Tianshan Mountain for a long time, but I didn't expect that the Wulin of Central Plains had developed to this point.
At this time, xuanci from Shaolin said to Xuancheng quietly, "it's not too late. Don't delay."
Xuancheng nodded and went directly to the side of the wooden house. He reached out and pushed away the huge stone at the door. All of a sudden, a wisp of sword gas shot, debris flying on the stone, had to stop and look away in horror.
"Did I let you in?" Song Qingshu said lightly.
People thought that he would be in a bit of a hurry in the face of two Zhou Botong's attacks. Unexpectedly, he still had spare power to attack the people in Shaolin Temple, and he was also distracted. This skill is really unfathomable.
Kurong couldn't help but say: "it seems that the Qi of the sword is no less than that of the six pulse divine sword."
Master Yideng nodded his head and said, "it's really similar, but the method of luck is different."
"Amitabha, we have to endure again and again. Don't go too far, benefactor song." As soon as xuanci's voice fell, he brushed his plain clothes sleeves, picked up his cassock to subdue the demons, rolled up the huge stone blocking the entrance of the wooden house, and ran into song Qingshu in the field. At the same time, he quickly said to Xuancheng, "go in! Xu Zhu will protect the Dharma together
As soon as song Qingshu's face changed, the huge stone seemed to be cut by the invisible sword Qi, and suddenly broke into several large pieces. In the dust, several strands of sword Qi shot at the door of the wooden house.
"Amitabha!" Master Yideng was just near the middle of the two. He raised his finger directly, and a ray of thick and abundant finger wind shot against the sword Qi.
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It's a rare chance for such a master to fight. Many masters around are staring at the situation. The king of Jinlun sighed: no wonder Zhou Botong was in a deserted place in the Mongolian camp. This skill is really terrible. But now I've practiced dragon elephant Prajna skill, and I don't know who will win him.
However, he suddenly widened his eyes, and saw song Qingshu extend his palm and push Zhou Botong to a distance of one Zhang, as if the shadow of his fist just didn't exist.
"What's the name of this move? Or Wudang soft palm? Or is it a big Voldemort The king of Jinlun has fought with song Qingshu several times. He has also seen Mongolian experts fight against him. He knows a lot about his martial arts skills. But this time, he is really confused. What is this palm? I can't see it at all. It seems that it's a push from ordinary people. But how can it be an ordinary push in the face of Zhou Botong's left-right fight?
His skill is advanced enough, but he lacks some skills. For a while, he will not be famous.
On one side of the Tianshan Mountain, the child's grandmother showed a different color: "I didn't expect that he had reached this level. It's not unfair to lose to him."
Jiumozhi also had to smile bitterly. He came to the Central Plains with great ambition. Although he also made such a big name, he was a little worse than song Qingshu. At first he had the idea of comparison, but now he has no idea at all.
"Huanxi Zen is really so magical. Why don't I go and learn it?" Jiumozhi only thought that his opponent's martial arts had made such a great progress because he was happy with Zen. However, thinking that there were many amazing people in the past dynasties of Tantric school, and that everyone could survive the final disaster, he gave up the idea and read the book of song Qingshu with some worry. He didn't know when he would have a problem.
"Eh, is this move from Wudang or Emei? Each one is specious... "Wang YuYan's confused voice came from one side, and her eyebrows were locked tightly, as if she didn't understand the phenomenon just now.
"Miss Wang..." Duan Yu in the distance is staring at this side. At this time, because Li Qiushui's face is covered, he can only stare at Wang Yuyan. He is aware of each other's doubts, and he intends to explain them. But he just happened to learn some top martial arts, and his common sense in martial arts is not as good as some ordinary people in the river and lake. How can he see anything.
Li Qiushui said at this time: "silly boy, the martial arts are at the top. Every time you make a move, you have to go with me. What specific moves are there? Just like this Tianshan child grandmother, who claims that you don't have to make two moves to kill people, but kill people with one move every time. Who can name that move? Also, I heard that immortal Zhang of Wudang used to subdue the two masters of xuanming. Who can name that move? "
Tianshan TongLao snorted: "you don't have to put gold on my face. If I had not been afraid of Zhang Sanfeng's nose 30 years ago, but now..." she was silent for a long time. Finally, she shook her head and said: "he is a genius and created Taijiquan sword, but I can only practice the martial arts of my predecessors. Most of them are not his opponents."
Li Qiushui also sighed. Her martial arts are two points weaker than Tianshan TongLao, and she is not Zhang Sanfeng's opponent. However, her interest in martial arts is not all in her life. She quickly picked up her mood and took a look at the monks not far away. She laughed sarcastically: "only those second-class masters, each move is not Shaolin's seventy-two stunt, it is a Yang finger, The moves are shouting all over the world, for fear that others will not know how famous his martial arts are. "
Wang Yuyan nodded: "I see."
On one side, jiumozhi's face turned red when he heard that. Although he knew that the other party was satirizing the people of Shaolin Temple and Dali Duan, he seemed to like to show his moves every time. At this time, he realized that it was inferior.
Shaolin monks' faces changed: "what's the origin of this woman? She looks pretty and delicate, but her martial arts knowledge is so extraordinary?"
The master of Yideng could not help but put his hands together: "the bishop of Nun Shi taught me well."
Li Qiushui chuckled: "the old monk is in a good mood."
In the war, however, Zhou Botong's face was a little hard to hang. His original intention was to make up for Yideng master. Before he made up for what he owed, he didn't know that he had lost such a big face.
As a matter of fact, he is childish and has no idea of losing face or not. But this is only aimed at other people. In front of master Yideng, he is much more sensitive.
The nine Yin manual, and he had no sooner left behind than he could not hold his hand. He continued to fight with his hands. He had a clear hand and a big fie. He had attacked the old man before he had sworn in. So he avoided using the nine Yin manual.
All they felt was that there were only two Zhou Botong in front of them, one on the left and the other on the right, attacking song Qingshu. At the same time, the two Zhou Botong's martial arts skills were quite different, one was as good as water, and the other was treacherous and fierce, attacking their opponents at the same time.
Now, not to mention the king of the golden wheel, even jiumozhi, Xuancheng and other people's faces changed greatly. They thought that if they were in the game, how would they deal with such an attack?
Li Qiushui was also full of exclamation and poked the Tianshan TongLao beside him: "I didn't expect that this guy really has some skills. You little TongLao may not be able to win against this old urchin."
Tianshan TongLao snorted: "life and death fight, the outcome is unknown." At the same time, I was secretly surprised that I had lived in Tianshan Mountain for a long time, but I didn't expect that the Wulin of Central Plains had developed to this point.
At this time, xuanci from Shaolin said to Xuancheng quietly, "it's not too late. Don't delay."
Xuancheng nodded and went directly to the side of the wooden house. He reached out and pushed away the huge stone at the door. All of a sudden, a wisp of sword gas shot, debris flying on the stone, had to stop and look away in horror.
"Did I let you in?" Song Qingshu said lightly.
People thought that he would be in a bit of a hurry in the face of two Zhou Botong's attacks. Unexpectedly, he still had spare power to attack the people in Shaolin Temple, and he was also distracted. This skill is really unfathomable.
Kurong couldn't help but say: "it seems that the Qi of the sword is no less than that of the six pulse divine sword."
Master Yideng nodded his head and said, "it's really similar, but the method of luck is different."
"Amitabha, we have to endure again and again. Don't go too far, benefactor song." As soon as xuanci's voice fell, he brushed his plain clothes sleeves, picked up his cassock to subdue the demons, rolled up the huge stone blocking the entrance of the wooden house, and ran into song Qingshu in the field. At the same time, he quickly said to Xuancheng, "go in! Xu Zhu will protect the Dharma together
As soon as song Qingshu's face changed, the huge stone seemed to be cut by the invisible sword Qi, and suddenly broke into several large pieces. In the dust, several strands of sword Qi shot at the door of the wooden house.
"Amitabha!" Master Yideng was just near the middle of the two. He raised his finger directly, and a ray of thick and abundant finger wind shot against the sword Qi.
It's a rare chance for such a master to fight. Many masters around are staring at the situation. The king of Jinlun sighed: no wonder Zhou Botong was in a deserted place in the Mongolian camp. This skill is really terrible. But now I've practiced dragon elephant Prajna skill, and I don't know who will win him.However, he suddenly widened his eyes, and saw song Qingshu extend his palm and push Zhou Botong to a distance of one Zhang, as if the shadow of his fist just didn't exist."What's the name of this move? Or Wudang soft palm? Or is it a big Voldemort The king of Jinlun has fought with song Qingshu several times. He has also seen Mongolian experts fight against him. He knows a lot about his martial arts skills. But this time, he is really confused. What is this palm? I can't see it at all. It seems that it's a push from ordinary people. But how can it be an ordinary push in the face of Zhou Botong's left-right fight?His skill is advanced enough, but he lacks some skills. For a while, he will not be famous.On one side of the Tianshan Mountain, the child's grandmother showed a different color: "I didn't expect that he had reached this level. It's not unfair to lose to him."Jiumozhi also had to smile bitterly. He came to the Central Plains with great ambition. Although he also made such a big name, he was a little worse than song Qingshu. At first he had the idea of comparison, but now he has no idea at all."Huanxi Zen is really so magical. Why don't I go and learn it?" Jiumozhi only thought that his opponent's martial arts had made such a great progress because he was happy with Zen. However, thinking that there were many amazing people in the past dynasties of Tantric school, and that everyone could survive the final disaster, he gave up the idea and read the book of song Qingshu with some worry. He didn't know when he would have a problem."Eh, is this move from Wudang or Emei? Each one is specious... "Wang YuYan's confused voice came from one side, and her eyebrows were locked tightly, as if she didn't understand the phenomenon just now."Miss Wang..." Duan Yu in the distance is staring at this side. At this time, because Li Qiushui's face is covered, he can only stare at Wang Yuyan. He is aware of each other's doubts, and he intends to explain them. But he just happened to learn some top martial arts, and his common sense in martial arts is not as good as some ordinary people in the river and lake. How can he see anything.Li Qiushui said at this time: "silly boy, the martial arts are at the top. Every time you make a move, you have to go with me. What specific moves are there? Just like this Tianshan child grandmother, who claims that you don't have to make two moves to kill people, but kill people with one move every time. Who can name that move? Also, I heard that immortal Zhang of Wudang used to subdue the two masters of xuanming. Who can name that move? "Tianshan TongLao snorted: "you don't have to put gold on my face. If I had not been afraid of Zhang Sanfeng's nose 30 years ago, but now..." she was silent for a long time. Finally, she shook her head and said: "he is a genius and created Taijiquan sword, but I can only practice the martial arts of my predecessors. Most of them are not his opponents."Li Qiushui also sighed. Her martial arts are two points weaker than Tianshan TongLao, and she is not Zhang Sanfeng's opponent. However, her interest in martial arts is not all in her life. She quickly picked up her mood and took a look at the monks not far away. She laughed sarcastically: "only those second-class masters, each move is not Shaolin's seventy-two stunt, it is a Yang finger, The moves are shouting all over the world, for fear that others will not know how famous his martial arts are. "Wang Yuyan nodded: "I see."On one side, jiumozhi's face turned red when he heard that. Although he knew that the other party was satirizing the people of Shaolin Temple and Dali Duan, he seemed to like to show his moves every time. At this time, he realized that it was inferior.Shaolin monks' faces changed: "what's the origin of this woman? She looks pretty and delicate, but her martial arts knowledge is so extraordinary?"The master of Yideng could not help but put his hands together: "the bishop of Nun Shi taught me well."Li Qiushui chuckled: "the old monk is in a good mood."In the war, however, Zhou Botong's face was a little hard to hang. His original intention was to make up for Yideng master. Before he made up for what he owed, he didn't know that he had lost such a big face.As a matter of fact, he is childish and has no idea of losing face or not. But this is only aimed at other people. In front of master Yideng, he is much more sensitive.The nine Yin manual, and he had no sooner left behind than he could not hold his hand. He continued to fight with his hands. He had a clear hand and a big fie. He had attacked the old man before he had sworn in. So he avoided using the nine Yin manual.All they felt was that there were only two Zhou Botong in front of them, one on the left and the other on the right, attacking song Qingshu. At the same time, the two Zhou Botong's martial arts skills were quite different, one was as good as water, and the other was treacherous and fierce, attacking their opponents at the same time.Now, not to mention the king of the golden wheel, even jiumozhi, Xuancheng and other people's faces changed greatly. They thought that if they were in the game, how would they deal with such an attack?Li Qiushui was also full of exclamation and poked the Tianshan TongLao beside him: "I didn't expect that this guy really has some skills. You little TongLao may not be able to win against this old urchin."Tianshan TongLao snorted: "life and death fight, the outcome is unknown." At the same time, I was secretly surprised that I had lived in Tianshan Mountain for a long time, but I didn't expect that the Wulin of Central Plains had developed to this point.At this time, xuanci from Shaolin said to Xuancheng quietly, "it's not too late. Don't delay."Xuancheng nodded and went directly to the side of the wooden house. He reached out and pushed away the huge stone at the door. All of a sudden, a wisp of sword gas shot, debris flying on the stone, had to stop and look away in horror."Did I let you in?" Song Qingshu said lightly.People thought that he would be in a bit of a hurry in the face of two Zhou Botong's attacks. Unexpectedly, he still had spare power to attack the people in Shaolin Temple, and he was also distracted. This skill is really unfathomable.Kurong couldn't help but say: "it seems that the Qi of the sword is no less than that of the six pulse divine sword."Master Yideng nodded his head and said, "it's really similar, but the method of luck is different.""Amitabha, we have to endure again and again. Don't go too far, benefactor song." As soon as xuanci's voice fell, he brushed his plain clothes sleeves, picked up his cassock to subdue the demons, rolled up the huge stone blocking the entrance of the wooden house, and ran into song Qingshu in the field. At the same time, he quickly said to Xuancheng, "go in! Xu Zhu will protect the Dharma togetherAs soon as song Qingshu's face changed, the huge stone seemed to be cut by the invisible sword Qi, and suddenly broke into several large pieces. In the dust, several strands of sword Qi shot at the door of the wooden house."Amitabha!" Master Yideng was just near the middle of the two. He raised his finger directly, and a ray of thick and abundant finger wind shot against the sword Qi.
