Chapter 475

"Ha ha, is it heavy? "

a smirk of irony came out in the corner of the mouth of the ghost hand and said in a cold voice," I feel very polite compared to the Yanyu building and Qingcheng view! "

The event that Yanyu building and Qingcheng Xuanshi level masters were slaughtered has spread throughout the ancient martial arts circle these days. As Shaolin, the northern battle of Taishan in the ancient martial world, it is natural that the news will be obtained early.

Shaolin seems to be as calm as usual, but in fact, all the temple disciples, especially the monks, have received the Abbot's orders, and they have been fighting for 12 points in a hard time and responding to the possible emergency.

Just now, abbot jueyren received the report from the magistrate below the mountain, saying that there were ten thousand Medicine Valley disciples coming to settle their enmity. They guessed that the other party was the one who killed the Yanyu building and the Xuanshi level master of Qingcheng temple. So he sent the elder of the Hakka hall to see the situation.

After Jueming Ming went down the mountain, he saw Fang Bai and ghost hands, one was a first-class martial arts at the prefecture level and the other was a Xuanshi middle level martial arts. He felt a little despised. He felt that the abbot made apology for the apology and handed over the copied Tiantian level skill, which was a little fuss.

Jueming Ming was a little dissatisfied with himself. He saw the ghost voice was not good and aggressive. It was also a threat to Shaolin to mention the smoke and rain building and Qingcheng view. It was not staring at them, and the fine light in his eyes flashed and the breath of his body rose.

"How, the benefactor should repeat what he did in Yanyu building and Qingcheng view, and kill my Shaolin Xuan level master?"

"He saw the ghost hand and said with a sharp voice.

Four middle-aged monks behind him also hold their fists and have a strong breath.

For a while, in the small reception hall, the breath was strong, the sword was stretched out, and there was a great conflict.

"I didn't mean to kill people, but if Shaolin didn't give a statement about killing me ten thousand Medicine Valley that day, it would be hard to say!"

Facing the power of Jueming and the four monks behind him, the ghost hands are straight, with a high chest and fearless.

"I have apologized to you on behalf of Shaolin. The copied Tian step skill has also returned to you. What else do you want to say?"

"First, let the old monk jueyren come out to apologize for me personally; secondly, abandon the cultivation of the monks involved in the matter."

"Benefactor, you are too much!"

Chueh Ming sneered: "you two conditions, forgive me Shaolin can not agree!"

In Jueming's view, elder brother Abbot has a very important position in the ancient martial arts world. Can you give an apology to two young people for a little thing?

I know that the elder of the Hakka hall has given the two young people enough face!

If the two young people are still unknowingly and continue to make unreasonable noise, they are ready to directly suppress them and drive them down the mountain.

Although there is a first-class martial arts master at the prefecture level, it is more than enough to drive them away by adding four monks with the perfect strength of Xuanshi after their own.

"No? Then I went up to the mountain to find the old monk jueh Ren, and I went to him to theory in person! "

Said the ghost hand coldly.

"The mud Bodhisattva also has three parts of fire. Although the monk is a monk, if the benefactor keeps pressing, he will not blame the monk for waiting for his politeness! "

Jueming Ming heard the ghost saying elder brother Abbot was "old monk", and he had no respect, and his anger rose and he said coldly.

"The ghost hand loudly said:" originally thought Shaolin is a pure land, originally also is a place of unreasonable! I really see you! If the old monk jueh Ren continues to be a turtle with a shrinking head and refuses to appear, I will go up the mountain hard! "

Say stride forward, must pass through from the middle of five monks such as Jueming Ming.

"Boy rude!"

Jueming Ming listened to the vulgar language of the ghost hand, and wanted to break through the mountain gate. He was not angry, and he held it towards the left shoulder of the ghost hand.

He has five fingers like a hook, and he refers to the roaring wind. The real yuan is surging and fluctuating. It is the famous Shaolin dragon claw hand.

Shaolin dragon claw hand is a very powerful capture technique. Once caught by five fingers, the body on the half will be numb immediately, thus losing the ability of resistance.

Although the ghost hand is invincible at the same level, but facing the strong people at the prefecture level like Jueming, they dare not have any intention. They see him catch five fingers and hum. Zhenyuan pours his right hand and blows at the five fingers he grabs.

Aware of the sudden explosion of the ghost hand strong momentum, this is to know that his combat power is not less than his own, but also surprised and strange, slightly changed face, immediately change to grasp into boxing, also with the fist.

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Among the several people watching the war, Fang Bai stood still, and did not move, and even his clothes and clothes did not lift a little. It seemed that the real shock wave that destroyed and decayed had no impact on him.

But the four Xuanshi monks who followed Jueming down the mountain could not bear the power of the real yuan shock wave, and they flew back and left, and stood two or three Zhangs away from the reception Pavilion.

Even the reception pavilion was shaken and trembled under the influence of this shock wave. If the two people continue to play in the pavilion, it will be a huge collapse."How strong the old monk is

When the ghost hand and Jueming's fist were connected, they only felt a mountain of Zhenyuan pouring in, shaking his chest Qi and blood, and retreating two steps in succession, then he removed the force and barely stood firm.

"There is something strange about this boy's cultivation."

But mingjue was more shocked than the ghost hand. He felt that there was a strong attack momentum and invincible will in the true yuan of the ghost hand. If his cultivation was promoted to a small level, he might not be able to take it.

It's incredible that only a Xuan level middle level warrior can compete with his own level junior warrior!

"Give me a hand, too!"

Chueh Ming didn't take advantage of his fist. He felt that his face was pale and his heart of winning was aroused. He roared and turned his fist into palm and patted it to the chest of the ghost hand.

His expression is ferocious and exaggerated, just like the golden and angry eyes. His palms seem to have boundless Buddha power that can suppress all evil spirits.

It is said that it is the unique skill of Shaolin. It is said that it was evolved from the great Vajra Sutra by the founder of Shaolin Dharma. When he reaches a high level, he can drop ten skills with one hand and break ten thousand methods with one hand.

Chueh Ming was eager to save face, so he tried his best to defeat the ghost hand.

"Spell it

Although the combat power of the ghost hand is invincible at the same level, it is still difficult for the upper ground level warriors.

As soon as Jueming's powerful Vajra hand came out, the ghost hand knew that he was afraid that it would be difficult for him to take it, but he refused to give in and flinch. So he scowled and was ready to stimulate his potential and compete with Jueming.

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