Chapter 478

"Powerful diamond palm!" Xuan Bei was surprised and shouted, but his men were not in a hurry. Their internal power surged out again, and their arms came out together to resist this palm.

too bad!

He Xie could see clearly and his eyes were frozen!

The old monk's block, but the middle door was wide open, missing a flaw.

Sure enough, Jiu Mozhi's seemingly powerful and heavy palm actually had no appearance. It was just a false move. He deceived xuanbei and dared not neglect it. He tried his best to resist it, but his other hand shrank in his sleeve and played three times.

No phase robbery!

Bang! Bang! Bang!

With the three sounds like the dull sound of the defeated leather, xuanbei suddenly changed his face and retreated three steps.

Every time he took a step back, his face became pale. After three steps, the old monk looked like gold paper. He couldn't help but burst out a mouthful of blood on the spot!

Instead of taking advantage of the victory, Jiu Mozhi laughed wildly and turned back like a top. He was very natural and unrestrained and floated in the middle of the Buddha Hall. His eyes were proud and his hands were folded. He said: "master xuanbei's no phase robbery finger, but so! I paid a special visit, but I was so disappointed! "

Xuanbei's face changed several times, but finally he took a long breath, slowly wiped away the blood from his mouth and said, "I'm not good at learning, so I have nothing to say."

He couldn't say anything about Hatoyama's mean words.

In fact, it's useless to scold. The war between the two sides is a competition of wisdom and force. Xuanbei's internal force is more profound. He is proficient in no phase robbery, but he still lost.

If it had not been for the mercy of Hatoyama Chi, he would have died on the spot.

Anyway, this result seems too normal to him Xie.

Moreover, if Jiu Mozhi had not pretended to force and had to use his fake Wuxiang robbery finger to fight xuanbei's unique skill that he had practiced for decades, he might have won more quickly.

"Pity, pity!" Jiumo Zhi sighed, "master is a first-class master in the Central Plains. His martial arts are even authentic in Shaolin, but he is also so vulnerable. Has the Wulin in the Central Plains declined to this point?"

An invincible and lonely coquettish feeling.

"Amitabha!" Xuanbei couldn't help but retort, "I'm just wasting my time. Among the xuanzi generation martial brothers in our temple, I'm the least useful. If the National Teacher measures the whole Wulin in the Central Plains by my martial arts, it's like peeping into the leopard. "

"Hum!" Hatoyama sneered, "really? Sooner or later, I will go to the Central Plains for a while. Heroes in the world will see if it is like what the master said! "

After a pause, Jiu Mozhi suddenly folded his hands and bowed slightly: "I've seen the great moves of Shaolin eminent monks. I have nothing else to ask. I'll leave now, master. I'll see you later."

After saying that, Jiu Mozhi nodded to He Xie again, and then turned and walked out.

As soon as he took two steps, Jiu Mozhi's face changed. His face turned red like a fire, but he was stunned. He walked slowly out of the Shenjie Temple step by step. As soon as he got out of the temple door, Jiu Mozhi hurried to one side, "wow", and a mouthful of blood gushed out.

"The old monk has deep skills!" Jiumozhi took a breath of blood and his face was much better. He used his kung fu to suppress the injury, and his face showed a lingering fear.

"It seems that the Tianlong Temple party will be delayed for two days." Hatoyama Chi thought to himself, but soon he was proud again.

"If the Buddha defeats the eminent monks of the xuanzi generation in Shaolin today, he will surely spread his name to the Central Plains! I think that in the near future, a West jiumo will be added in front of the South Murong and North Qiaofeng! "

The more he thought about it, the more excited he was. He was just about to walk away, but suddenly remembered something. He quickly fell down, took out a piece of linen, wrapped up all the mud on the ground that had just been soaked with his own blood, and rowed and pulled a few times with his feet to restore the ground to its original state.

Hatoyama Chi smiled with satisfaction.

Perfect!

But immediately he thought of He Xie and frowned slightly.

That's perfect!

Hatoyama Chi left with satisfaction.

In Shenjie temple, Xuan sighed, laughed at He Xie, and sighed, "I'm inferior to others, which shames Shaolin and makes Xiaoshi laugh."

"How can Shaolin's honor or disgrace be decided by a temporary victory or defeat?" He Xie said with a smile, "what's more, Shaolin Temple is full of talents, and many eminent monks avoid the world and participate in Buddhism, so that their reputation is not obvious. Master xuanbei doesn't have to care."

Xuanbei smiled and said, "Amitabha, little benefactor, you don't have to comfort me. It's a pity that I can't help seeing the spread of Shaolin martial arts."

He Xie couldn't deny it, smiled and said, "I have a little knowledge of Qihuang. If you don't mind, can I feel the pulse for you?"

"Oh?" Xuanbei was slightly surprised in his eyes and said with a smile, "well, thank you, benefactor."

"No harm." He Xie walked to xuanbei with a smile.

Xuanbei stretched out his hand. He Xie just caught his wrist in his hand. Suddenly, he suddenly became sudden!

I saw a dark shadow suddenly darting out of the back door of the Buddhist hall like the wind, and came with an electric jet, pointing to the back heart of xuanbei!

Xuanbei was hurt, so he reacted slowly. When he noticed the sneak attack, the man had come to him.

Xuanbei could have run the body protection Qi to resist, but he Xie grabbed his wrist at the moment. The old monk was just about to run his internal power. At the thought of this, he Xie, who felt his pulse, was likely to be hurt, and immediately hesitated.

But even if xuanbei didn't hesitate, it would be a near death. If he Xie wasn't there, he would be completely dead.

Seeing that the dark shadow was on xuanbei's body, he Xie suddenly solidified her eyes, suddenly turned her hand holding the pulse for xuanbei, and her internal power surged out. "Bang" slapped xuanbei on her, and immediately photographed the unsuspecting old monk out, making the dark shadow jump into the air.

At this time, the shadow was only two feet away from He Xie. This was a masked man with a black Jin Baotou. He Xie could even see the man's stunned eyes.

It was late and fast at that time. He Xie drank lightly, suddenly stepped forward, and clapped the masked man's chest with a heart destroying palm.

Masked people were in mid air, but they were spinning like a top to avoid He Xie's palm. Without waiting for his reaction, they only heard the evil wind coming from behind their heads. The man was surprised and blocked with a backhand.

Bang!

The masked man fell to the ground with strength. As soon as he turned around, he saw an arm as straight as a sword, stabbing his throat.

The man turned sideways and slapped He Xie's abdomen with his backhand. Unexpectedly, he Xie stepped on Lingbo, flashed to the right side of the man and punched him on the left shoulder.

The man held out his palm to block the.

Bang!

The strength exploded, and the two attacked each other at the same time.

Just for a moment, the two had exchanged seven or eight moves. To the surprise of the man in black, the young man's martial arts in front of him was incredible. All kinds of moves were handy and completely without trace. It was in vain for him to read all the martial arts in the world, but he couldn't see the way of the young man.