Chapter 665
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"Qingshu, we are not here to join Shaolin, but to find out the whereabouts of your father and them." Zhang Sanfeng frowned slightly, obviously dissatisfied with song Qingshu's action just now.
"The great master taught me that." Song Qingshu grins bitterly to himself, but he doesn't think that his secret action has escaped Zhang Sanfeng's eyes.
Zhang Sanfeng nodded and continued to observe the competition: "Xuancheng is really the first person in more than 200 years of Shaolin. He has reached the highest level in the application of all kinds of unique skills. Although you elder martial brother can master 72 unique skills, it seems that you are only in shape but not in spirit. With Shaolin unique skills, you are naturally restricted everywhere."
When he saw Hatoyama sweeping the face of Shaolin Temple, he felt a sense of common hatred. He couldn't help saying, "immortal Zhang, after all, the king of Ming has to study 72 unique skills. It's not unusual that one or two of them can't compare with the smelly monks in Shaolin Temple. For thousands of years, Shaolin Temple has been able to practice 13 unique skills at the same time, while the king of Ming has practiced 72 at the same time, which is far more than Shaolin. "
Zhang Sanfeng shook his head slightly: "Mr. Ren doesn't know that every one of Shaolin's 72 unique skills has its own internal skill. To cultivate Prajna palm, you need to cultivate the mental skill of Prajna palm, and to cultivate the mental skill of wuxiangjiezhi. Many internal mental skills are quite different between different skills. Therefore, no one in Shaolin has been able to perform dozens of unique skills at the same time for hundreds of years."
Let me go and say, "how can Hatoyama use his seventy-two unique skills?" He and Zuo lengchan were both defeated before. Although song Qingshu was on the side to recuperate the chaotic Qi in his body, even if he said so much, he was a little out of breath. However, he knows that opportunities are rare now, and he would not like to wait and see if he could learn martial arts from the world-famous immortal Zhang.
"The internal power of the king of Ming Dynasty is not the martial arts of Buddhism, but the internal power of Taoism. The monks of Shaolin have never studied the internal power of Taoism, so they can't see it." Zhang Sanfeng's words convinced Ren Zixing. After all, when it comes to Taoist martial arts, no one in the world can match Zhang Sanfeng's authority any more. "The Ming king should only practice the application of 72 unique skills, and then use special internal skills to urge him to master 72 unique skills. On the surface, he is proficient in 72 unique skills, but in fact, it is just a mere manifestation."
Song Qingshu secretly admired him because he knew the original work well. Now there are so many experts in the field, Zhang Sanfeng can see the reality of jiumozhi at a glance.
Jiumozhi was strong three times in a row. He wanted to break away from Xuancheng's right hand in order to use the unique skill of "flame knife". However, his own strength was strengthened, and his opponent's finger strength increased accordingly. In a hurry, his intention to kill was strong. He clapped three times with his left hand, and Xuancheng waved to dissolve it. Jiumozhi hunched down, took out a dagger from the stockings and stabbed Xuancheng on the shoulder.
Xuancheng didn't expect that jiumozhi would use his weapon when they had a fair fight. He was slightly absent-minded. Suddenly, a dagger stabbed him in the white light. Although Xuancheng had Vajra's magic power to protect his body, before the dagger reached his body, there was a faint chill. It was obviously a magic weapon. In addition, jiumozhi's skill was not inferior to him. This move was resentful, Xuancheng is not sure that the body protection skill can hold.
In fact, with Xuancheng's martial arts, it's not difficult to avoid this move. But in that way, Xuancheng can't lock his opponent's arm any more. Naturally, he's not reconciled to the idea that he can't easily build up an advantage.
Xuancheng gritted his teeth and refused to give way. Instead, he grabbed jiumozhi's right wrist, which was a "dragon claw hand" technique. It was fast and accurate. As soon as three fingers touched his wrist, his thumb and little finger closed.
However, the master fight, only in the front line, jiumozhi acutely caught the Xuancheng moves revealed between the flaws, the palm of the strength of a vomit, the dagger out of hand, both hands at the same time firmly grasp each other's wrist.
Poof, the dagger inserted Xuancheng's shoulder, straight into the handle.
All this happened between lightning and flint. Most of the monks haven't seen their movements clearly. Xuancheng's shoulder has been injured, and all the monks are in an uproar. First, they are shocked that Hatoyama used his sword to stab people in the fair competition. Second, they are shocked that Xuancheng's Vajra is broken!
You should know that Vajra is not bad. It is known as the three great miracles of Shaolin Temple from ancient times to modern times. It is the treasure of Shaolin Temple. Every monk will hear countless legends about Vajra not bad miracles as soon as he enters Shaolin. At this time, he will witness the collapse of the legend with his own eyes, and he can't help feeling disappointed.
Song Qingshu's eyes were fixed on the dagger. The handle of the dagger was only one foot and two inches. The body of the dagger was like ink, and it didn't have any luster. From such a distance, he could feel the cold of the Dagger's body.
"This dagger is the same as the black iron dagger that Trinket made in aobai's house. I never thought there were two such daggers in the world." Song Qingshu is secretly frightened. After Trinket's death, his black iron dagger is kept by Shuanger. Although the dagger is similar in appearance, it should not be the same one.
When song Qingshu thinks of that little girl's tender and intimate appearance, she is very warm in her heart. Before, she asked Shuanger to go to Yaowang village in Dongting Lake to find Cheng lingsu. But last time, Xuebing er said that Shuanger had already left, and she had no news for so long, and she didn't know where to go.
It's a pity that song Qingshu is lack of skills. During this period, he can't find time to find Shuanger all over the world. He can only tell the people at the stick to look around.
Song Qingshu was not surprised by Xuancheng's injury. In Lu Ding Ji, trinket knew nothing about martial arts. He could jump the level of Ko masters with his dagger, and the dagger infused with Jiu Mo's wisdom and true Qi was more powerful.
At this moment, jiumozhi tightly grasps Xuancheng's hands, kicks his legs in a series, and is a fierce kick. Because Xuancheng's shoulder is injured, the true Qi of Vajra's body protection skill can't continue to work perfectly. Jiumozhi kicks Xuancheng in the chest several times, and his mouth is full of blood. However, he is not an ordinary person, and his whole body's internal power is boosted to his wrist, Breaking free from the shackles of Hatoyama's hands, his whole face was like gold paper, and he stepped back in a hurry.
Jiumozhi knows the danger of today's battle. If he meets Xuancheng next time, he is not sure that he can beat him. Seeing that Xuancheng is seriously injured, he can't help but kill him. Now he gets out of trouble with both hands, and finally he is able to use the fire Sabre technique. A ROC spreads its wings and goes after him.
The monks of Shaolin were shocked when they saw that jiumozhi had killed them. Xuanci, Kongwen, Fangsheng and other first-class masters of the temple rushed to them one after another.
As expected, with a wave of his left hand, jiumozhi immediately welcomed several people with several flames. The people on the opposite side were all masters. Naturally, jiumozhi didn't expect that this breath could really stop them, but as long as he could stop them for a moment, he would take the opportunity to break Xuancheng's meridians.
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"Qingshu, we are not here to join Shaolin, but to find out the whereabouts of your father and them." Zhang Sanfeng frowned slightly, obviously dissatisfied with song Qingshu's action just now.
"The great master taught me that." Song Qingshu grins bitterly to himself, but he doesn't think that his secret action has escaped Zhang Sanfeng's eyes.
Zhang Sanfeng nodded and continued to observe the competition: "Xuancheng is really the first person in more than 200 years of Shaolin. He has reached the highest level in the application of all kinds of unique skills. Although you elder martial brother can master 72 unique skills, it seems that you are only in shape but not in spirit. With Shaolin unique skills, you are naturally restricted everywhere."
When he saw Hatoyama sweeping the face of Shaolin Temple, he felt a sense of common hatred. He couldn't help saying, "immortal Zhang, after all, the king of Ming has to study 72 unique skills. It's not unusual that one or two of them can't compare with the smelly monks in Shaolin Temple. For thousands of years, Shaolin Temple has been able to practice 13 unique skills at the same time, while the king of Ming has practiced 72 at the same time, which is far more than Shaolin. "
Zhang Sanfeng shook his head slightly: "Mr. Ren doesn't know that every one of Shaolin's 72 unique skills has its own internal skill. To cultivate Prajna palm, you need to cultivate the mental skill of Prajna palm, and to cultivate the mental skill of wuxiangjiezhi. Many internal mental skills are quite different between different skills. Therefore, no one in Shaolin has been able to perform dozens of unique skills at the same time for hundreds of years."
Let me go and say, "how can Hatoyama use his seventy-two unique skills?" He and Zuo lengchan were both defeated before. Although song Qingshu was on the side to recuperate the chaotic Qi in his body, even if he said so much, he was a little out of breath. However, he knows that opportunities are rare now, and he would not like to wait and see if he could learn martial arts from the world-famous immortal Zhang.
"The internal power of the king of Ming Dynasty is not the martial arts of Buddhism, but the internal power of Taoism. The monks of Shaolin have never studied the internal power of Taoism, so they can't see it." Zhang Sanfeng's words convinced Ren Zixing. After all, when it comes to Taoist martial arts, no one in the world can match Zhang Sanfeng's authority any more. "The Ming king should only practice the application of 72 unique skills, and then use special internal skills to urge him to master 72 unique skills. On the surface, he is proficient in 72 unique skills, but in fact, it is just a mere manifestation."
Song Qingshu secretly admired him because he knew the original work well. Now there are so many experts in the field, Zhang Sanfeng can see the reality of jiumozhi at a glance.
Jiumozhi was strong three times in a row. He wanted to break away from Xuancheng's right hand in order to use the unique skill of "flame knife". However, his own strength was strengthened, and his opponent's finger strength increased accordingly. In a hurry, his intention to kill was strong. He clapped three times with his left hand, and Xuancheng waved to dissolve it. Jiumozhi hunched down, took out a dagger from the stockings and stabbed Xuancheng on the shoulder.
Xuancheng didn't expect that jiumozhi would use his weapon when they had a fair fight. He was slightly absent-minded. Suddenly, a dagger stabbed him in the white light. Although Xuancheng had Vajra's magic power to protect his body, before the dagger reached his body, there was a faint chill. It was obviously a magic weapon. In addition, jiumozhi's skill was not inferior to him. This move was resentful, Xuancheng is not sure that the body protection skill can hold.
In fact, with Xuancheng's martial arts, it's not difficult to avoid this move. But in that way, Xuancheng can't lock his opponent's arm any more. Naturally, he's not reconciled to the idea that he can't easily build up an advantage.
Xuancheng gritted his teeth and refused to give way. Instead, he grabbed jiumozhi's right wrist, which was a "dragon claw hand" technique. It was fast and accurate. As soon as three fingers touched his wrist, his thumb and little finger closed.
However, the master fight, only in the front line, jiumozhi acutely caught the Xuancheng moves revealed between the flaws, the palm of the strength of a vomit, the dagger out of hand, both hands at the same time firmly grasp each other's wrist.
Poof, the dagger inserted Xuancheng's shoulder, straight into the handle.
All this happened between lightning and flint. Most of the monks haven't seen their movements clearly. Xuancheng's shoulder has been injured, and all the monks are in an uproar. First, they are shocked that Hatoyama used his sword to stab people in the fair competition. Second, they are shocked that Xuancheng's Vajra is broken!
You should know that Vajra is not bad. It is known as the three great miracles of Shaolin Temple from ancient times to modern times. It is the treasure of Shaolin Temple. Every monk will hear countless legends about Vajra not bad miracles as soon as he enters Shaolin. At this time, he will witness the collapse of the legend with his own eyes, and he can't help feeling disappointed.
Song Qingshu's eyes were fixed on the dagger. The handle of the dagger was only one foot and two inches. The body of the dagger was like ink, and it didn't have any luster. From such a distance, he could feel the cold of the Dagger's body.
"This dagger is the same as the black iron dagger that Trinket made in aobai's house. I never thought there were two such daggers in the world." Song Qingshu is secretly frightened. After Trinket's death, his black iron dagger is kept by Shuanger. Although the dagger is similar in appearance, it should not be the same one.
When song Qingshu thinks of that little girl's tender and intimate appearance, she is very warm in her heart. Before, she asked Shuanger to go to Yaowang village in Dongting Lake to find Cheng lingsu. But last time, Xuebing er said that Shuanger had already left, and she had no news for so long, and she didn't know where to go.
It's a pity that song Qingshu is lack of skills. During this period, he can't find time to find Shuanger all over the world. He can only tell the people at the stick to look around.
Song Qingshu was not surprised by Xuancheng's injury. In Lu Ding Ji, trinket knew nothing about martial arts. He could jump the level of Ko masters with his dagger, and the dagger infused with Jiu Mo's wisdom and true Qi was more powerful.
At this moment, jiumozhi tightly grasps Xuancheng's hands, kicks his legs in a series, and is a fierce kick. Because Xuancheng's shoulder is injured, the true Qi of Vajra's body protection skill can't continue to work perfectly. Jiumozhi kicks Xuancheng in the chest several times, and his mouth is full of blood. However, he is not an ordinary person, and his whole body's internal power is boosted to his wrist, Breaking free from the shackles of Hatoyama's hands, his whole face was like gold paper, and he stepped back in a hurry.
Jiumozhi knows the danger of today's battle. If he meets Xuancheng next time, he is not sure that he can beat him. Seeing that Xuancheng is seriously injured, he can't help but kill him. Now he gets out of trouble with both hands, and finally he is able to use the fire Sabre technique. A ROC spreads its wings and goes after him.
The monks of Shaolin were shocked when they saw that jiumozhi had killed them. Xuanci, Kongwen, Fangsheng and other first-class masters of the temple rushed to them one after another.
As expected, with a wave of his left hand, jiumozhi immediately welcomed several people with several flames. The people on the opposite side were all masters. Naturally, jiumozhi didn't expect that this breath could really stop them, but as long as he could stop them for a moment, he would take the opportunity to break Xuancheng's meridians.
"Qingshu, we are not here to join Shaolin, but to find out the whereabouts of your father and them." Zhang Sanfeng frowned slightly, obviously dissatisfied with song Qingshu's action just now."The great master taught me that." Song Qingshu grins bitterly to himself, but he doesn't think that his secret action has escaped Zhang Sanfeng's eyes.Zhang Sanfeng nodded and continued to observe the competition: "Xuancheng is really the first person in more than 200 years of Shaolin. He has reached the highest level in the application of all kinds of unique skills. Although you elder martial brother can master 72 unique skills, it seems that you are only in shape but not in spirit. With Shaolin unique skills, you are naturally restricted everywhere."When he saw Hatoyama sweeping the face of Shaolin Temple, he felt a sense of common hatred. He couldn't help saying, "immortal Zhang, after all, the king of Ming has to study 72 unique skills. It's not unusual that one or two of them can't compare with the smelly monks in Shaolin Temple. For thousands of years, Shaolin Temple has been able to practice 13 unique skills at the same time, while the king of Ming has practiced 72 at the same time, which is far more than Shaolin. "Zhang Sanfeng shook his head slightly: "Mr. Ren doesn't know that every one of Shaolin's 72 unique skills has its own internal skill. To cultivate Prajna palm, you need to cultivate the mental skill of Prajna palm, and to cultivate the mental skill of wuxiangjiezhi. Many internal mental skills are quite different between different skills. Therefore, no one in Shaolin has been able to perform dozens of unique skills at the same time for hundreds of years."Let me go and say, "how can Hatoyama use his seventy-two unique skills?" He and Zuo lengchan were both defeated before. Although song Qingshu was on the side to recuperate the chaotic Qi in his body, even if he said so much, he was a little out of breath. However, he knows that opportunities are rare now, and he would not like to wait and see if he could learn martial arts from the world-famous immortal Zhang."The internal power of the king of Ming Dynasty is not the martial arts of Buddhism, but the internal power of Taoism. The monks of Shaolin have never studied the internal power of Taoism, so they can't see it." Zhang Sanfeng's words convinced Ren Zixing. After all, when it comes to Taoist martial arts, no one in the world can match Zhang Sanfeng's authority any more. "The Ming king should only practice the application of 72 unique skills, and then use special internal skills to urge him to master 72 unique skills. On the surface, he is proficient in 72 unique skills, but in fact, it is just a mere manifestation."Song Qingshu secretly admired him because he knew the original work well. Now there are so many experts in the field, Zhang Sanfeng can see the reality of jiumozhi at a glance.Jiumozhi was strong three times in a row. He wanted to break away from Xuancheng's right hand in order to use the unique skill of "flame knife". However, his own strength was strengthened, and his opponent's finger strength increased accordingly. In a hurry, his intention to kill was strong. He clapped three times with his left hand, and Xuancheng waved to dissolve it. Jiumozhi hunched down, took out a dagger from the stockings and stabbed Xuancheng on the shoulder.Xuancheng didn't expect that jiumozhi would use his weapon when they had a fair fight. He was slightly absent-minded. Suddenly, a dagger stabbed him in the white light. Although Xuancheng had Vajra's magic power to protect his body, before the dagger reached his body, there was a faint chill. It was obviously a magic weapon. In addition, jiumozhi's skill was not inferior to him. This move was resentful, Xuancheng is not sure that the body protection skill can hold.In fact, with Xuancheng's martial arts, it's not difficult to avoid this move. But in that way, Xuancheng can't lock his opponent's arm any more. Naturally, he's not reconciled to the idea that he can't easily build up an advantage.Xuancheng gritted his teeth and refused to give way. Instead, he grabbed jiumozhi's right wrist, which was a "dragon claw hand" technique. It was fast and accurate. As soon as three fingers touched his wrist, his thumb and little finger closed.However, the master fight, only in the front line, jiumozhi acutely caught the Xuancheng moves revealed between the flaws, the palm of the strength of a vomit, the dagger out of hand, both hands at the same time firmly grasp each other's wrist.Poof, the dagger inserted Xuancheng's shoulder, straight into the handle.All this happened between lightning and flint. Most of the monks haven't seen their movements clearly. Xuancheng's shoulder has been injured, and all the monks are in an uproar. First, they are shocked that Hatoyama used his sword to stab people in the fair competition. Second, they are shocked that Xuancheng's Vajra is broken!You should know that Vajra is not bad. It is known as the three great miracles of Shaolin Temple from ancient times to modern times. It is the treasure of Shaolin Temple. Every monk will hear countless legends about Vajra not bad miracles as soon as he enters Shaolin. At this time, he will witness the collapse of the legend with his own eyes, and he can't help feeling disappointed.Song Qingshu's eyes were fixed on the dagger. The handle of the dagger was only one foot and two inches. The body of the dagger was like ink, and it didn't have any luster. From such a distance, he could feel the cold of the Dagger's body."This dagger is the same as the black iron dagger that Trinket made in aobai's house. I never thought there were two such daggers in the world." Song Qingshu is secretly frightened. After Trinket's death, his black iron dagger is kept by Shuanger. Although the dagger is similar in appearance, it should not be the same one.When song Qingshu thinks of that little girl's tender and intimate appearance, she is very warm in her heart. Before, she asked Shuanger to go to Yaowang village in Dongting Lake to find Cheng lingsu. But last time, Xuebing er said that Shuanger had already left, and she had no news for so long, and she didn't know where to go.It's a pity that song Qingshu is lack of skills. During this period, he can't find time to find Shuanger all over the world. He can only tell the people at the stick to look around.Song Qingshu was not surprised by Xuancheng's injury. In Lu Ding Ji, trinket knew nothing about martial arts. He could jump the level of Ko masters with his dagger, and the dagger infused with Jiu Mo's wisdom and true Qi was more powerful.At this moment, jiumozhi tightly grasps Xuancheng's hands, kicks his legs in a series, and is a fierce kick. Because Xuancheng's shoulder is injured, the true Qi of Vajra's body protection skill can't continue to work perfectly. Jiumozhi kicks Xuancheng in the chest several times, and his mouth is full of blood. However, he is not an ordinary person, and his whole body's internal power is boosted to his wrist, Breaking free from the shackles of Hatoyama's hands, his whole face was like gold paper, and he stepped back in a hurry.Jiumozhi knows the danger of today's battle. If he meets Xuancheng next time, he is not sure that he can beat him. Seeing that Xuancheng is seriously injured, he can't help but kill him. Now he gets out of trouble with both hands, and finally he is able to use the fire Sabre technique. A ROC spreads its wings and goes after him.The monks of Shaolin were shocked when they saw that jiumozhi had killed them. Xuanci, Kongwen, Fangsheng and other first-class masters of the temple rushed to them one after another.As expected, with a wave of his left hand, jiumozhi immediately welcomed several people with several flames. The people on the opposite side were all masters. Naturally, jiumozhi didn't expect that this breath could really stop them, but as long as he could stop them for a moment, he would take the opportunity to break Xuancheng's meridians.
