Chapter 312 The No. 1 Beauty in Mongolia

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Ada and A Er were both shocked and angry. Although they and A San were not brothers, they had been slaves from the Ruyang Palace for many years, and their relationship was deeper than ordinary brothers. Seeing A San die in Xuan Cheng's hands, their eyes immediately turned red and rushed over to take revenge.

A Dafang Dongbai is famous for his fast sword. Although he only has one hand left, his sword skills are not reduced at all. He first stabbed in front of Xuan Cheng.Xuan Cheng had no expression on his face, turned his left hand into a finger, and poked it towards the tip of the sword.

A Da was stunned and thought that even if you practice the Vajra Finger of the Power, there would be no reason to fight against the sharp sword. Therefore, although he felt that Xuan Cheng's two fingers were as white as jade, and there was a faint crystal color flowing, he didn't care too much. He smiled and used all his strength, thinking that he could cut off half of Xuan Cheng's palm with this sword.

The tip of the sword was opposite to the fingertips, and the imagined flesh and blood did not appear. Ada felt a great force coming from the sword body and could no longer move forward.

Ada frowned and pushed the sword forward with anger. The sword body quickly bent an exaggerated curve.

Xuan Cheng shouted loudly, pushed his fingertips forward, and the sword seemed to be broken in a paper, and A Da was shocked, but he was a first-class master after all. He hurriedly took the opportunity to retreat several feet. Looking at the bare hilt in his hand, he suddenly thought of a legendary master of Shaolin Temple in his mind, and couldn't help but say: One Finger Zen!

Shaolin Temple One Finger Zen is an extremely profound martial art. It is difficult for ordinary monks to first understand the path without decades of practice. Since the founding of Shaolin Temple, there are only a few who have mastered this unique skill.

According to legend, after practicing, the fingers were invincible, and they took the acupoints from the air, and were invincible. Their power was still above the Dali Duan Yiyang Finger. Because there were too few people who practiced, the fame in the world was not as prominent as the Yiyang Finger.

All this happened just in a flash, and A Er had already used the Great Vajra palm to bang Xuan Cheng's right chest.

A Er A San and Gang are both masters of the Vajra Sect in the Western Regions. In the past, Zhao Min used a trick to make Gang Xiang plot against Zhang Sanfeng. With Zhang Sanfeng's cultivation of fortune-telling gods, Gang Xiang beat the Prajna Vajra Palm, which was also seriously injured, almost causing the Wudang Sect to be destroyed by Zhao Min and his group who arrived later.

A Er practiced the external skills of the Vajra Gate to the peak, and then from the outside to the inside, he realized the superior internal skills that the Vajra Gate did not have. His internal strength was the best in the entire Vajra Gate, which was even better than the Kung Eye. He did not believe that Xuan Cheng's skills were more powerful than Zhang Sanfeng. He thought that Xuan Cheng had no way to avoid it at this time, and he could only face the tough ones. With his profound internal strength, he would not suffer any loss.

Xuan Cheng forced A Da to retreat, but at this time there was no time to dodge, so he had to raise his palm to meet him. It was the Prajna palm he used to fight with Song Qingshu just now.

The palms intersected, without the force of fighting for internal strength as imagined. A Er felt that the palm power of his ten-successful power was like a mud cow entering the sea, as if it had been transformed into nothingness. Before he could even be shocked, he felt a huge force coming from Xuan Cheng's palm. A Er screamed and staggered backwards in a mess. Every step he stepped on the floor, and all the bluestone slabs were shattered. When he finally stopped, he couldn't help but kneel on the ground, and spit out a large mouthful of blood.

First turn the opponent's palm power into nothingness, and then take the opportunity to exert force and drive straight in. The Prajna Palm is indeed extremely mysterious.

Song Qingshu, who was standing beside him, was amazed at the sight, thinking that his eighteen Dragon Subduing Palm tried his best to avoid confronting each other head-on. A Er was more tough and fierce, and the Vajra Palm, which was not soft enough, also wanted to fight with the Prajna Palm. It was really overestimated.

Mr. Lu, Mr. He, go and help them.

Zhao Min just saw Xuan Cheng fighting with Song Qingshu, but it seemed that it was just like that. Unexpectedly, his subordinates fought with him and suffered such a crushing defeat after one encounter. He was very distressed.

When the two elders Xuanming saw Xuan Cheng's every move, they were shocked and injured the Eight Heroes of the Divine Arrow, killing A San, retreating A Da, and seriously injuring A Er, they couldn't help but feel a little scared. However, when the master spoke, the two looked at each other and had to bite the bullet and meet him.

After learning from the lessons of the past, the two elders of Xuanming naturally did not dare to be as arrogant as before. They wanted to use the Xuanming Divine Palm to quickly defeat the other party, and they all drew out their own weapons, and everything was safe.

The two of them are the top experts in the world. Their senior brothers have been very good at joint attack techniques for decades. In this way, Xuan Cheng couldn't do anything to them for a while.

The three of them quickly fought into a ball, with a strong wind like a knife within a radius of several feet. Xuan Cheng had a bare hands, but he was not afraid at all. Instead, the two elders Xuan Ming gradually looked solemn and their bodies became obscure.

I also ask the national teacher to come to the scene to help.

Zhao Min saw that the two elders Xuanming were gradually at a disadvantage. Although they were going back and forth between their moves, she knew in her heart that the two were just struggling to support them, so she quickly looked at the Golden Wheel Dharma King with help.

Princess, this... King Jinlun showed hesitation. If his dignified Mongolian master joins forces with others to fight against the enemy, he will lose face even if he wins.

What's more, with the skills shown by Xuan Cheng, fighting alone, the King of Jinlun was really not sure, so he was in a dilemma.

According to the original idea of ​​King Jinlun, although the two elders of Xuanming cannot beat Xuancheng, if Xuancheng wants to beat the two elders, he will probably have to pay a certain price. At that time, he will appear again and face the injured Xuancheng, and his confidence in winning will be greatly increased. In this way, he will win the number one person in Shaolin Temple in two hundred years. If it is spread, his reputation in the world will be unprecedented. By the way, he can also vaguely suppress the Basiba of Nalanda Temple, so why not do it?

National Master, I know you value your identity, but our mission is of great importance. If something happens, it may be difficult to explain to Dahan.

Hua Zheng also advised from the side that she just thought that the King of Jinlun was concerned about his reputation, but he had so many abacus in his mind.

Even Princess Hua Zheng spoke, and the King of Jinlun could no longer refuse, so she nodded and stood up to fight against Xuan Cheng, saying: I am the Mongolian master, Jinlun Dharma King of Mongolia. I will come to meet you for a while today, be careful.

As soon as he finished speaking, three wheels flew out of his hand and quickly spun around towards Xuancheng.

Although King Jinlun is good at calculating others, he is a master of a sect, and naturally refuses to attack secretly when he fights less, so he warns him before making a move.

National Master, I will leave it to you here.Hearing the whistling flywheel, the two elders of Xuanming temporarily forced Xuan Cheng to retreat with emotion and immediately jumped out of the battle circle.

Seeing the two crossing the river and destroying the bridge, the King of Golden Wheel could not help but curse in his heart, but the arrow was on the string and had to fire it. He had to face the gloomy face, holding the two wheels in his hand, and continued to attack with the three wheels flying in the sky.

The five wheels of gold, silver, copper, iron and lead are of different weights and sizes. The King of Golden Wheels throws them as they are received and thrown. When the wheels come out, they are sometimes straight and sometimes tilted. The five wheels run like flying. Xuan Cheng has never encountered such a strange weapon before. For a moment, he was forced to be frightened by the wheels attacked from various angles and looked a little embarrassed.

The scene of these five wheels flying together is quite similar to my sword-leaving technique.Song Qingshu looked at it for a while, and because he was outside, he vaguely touched the trajectory of the five-wheeled flight.

Li Jianzhi is a set of sword techniques developed by Song Qingshu before. It uses qi to control the sword and can control the wooden sword to be elusive within three feet of the body, attacking the enemy in all directions. Later, it cooperates with the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms and the combination of fists and swords. Even the Western Poison Ouyang Feng was forced into a mess.

However, later because Ouyang Feng woke up and realized his weakness in his personality, Song Qingshu suddenly realized that after successfully completing his plans, the entire martial arts realm also improved qualitatively.

Nowadays, he tends to simplify the complex, and a wooden sword is enough.

The national teacher is indeed worthy of being the number one master in Mongolia, and one-on-one actually gained the upper hand.Seeing the situation in the field, Hua Zheng said happily.

Zhao Min has never lacked top experts around her, so although her martial arts are not very skillful, her knowledge is far from comparable to Hua Zheng. She saw that the King of Jinlun caught Xuan Cheng off guard, and now she does have a little advantage, but Xuan Cheng is like a small boat in the sea of ​​anger. Although she looks thrilling, she can escape danger every time.

King Jinlun cannot convert his advantage into victory as soon as possible. After Xuan Cheng gets used to it, he may not be optimistic.

Mr. Lu, Mr. He, you can help the national teacher quickly.

Zhao Min is a pragmatist. No matter what martial arts rules, she adheres to the principle of taking advantage of your illness on the Mongolian grasslands. At this time, the two elders of Xuanming and the King of Jinlun join forces, and Xuan Cheng may find it difficult to escape from the heavens.

Princess, the national teacher has already gained the upper hand. Now we are involved, don’t we take the national teacher seriously?

The Lu Zhanke laughed dryly, and they naturally knew the abacus that the King of Golden Wheel had just made. Now the feng shui is changing, and it is their turn to come to watch the fire from the other side.

Zhao Min's pretty face turned cold, and she was about to use her identity as a princess to give them an order. At this time, there had been changes in the field.

After dozens of rounds of fight, Xuan Cheng had already understood the power of the five flywheels, and a confident smile appeared on his face, and he no longer avoided it.

Taking a deep breath, he used the Vajra Indestructible Magical Power, and the red and yellow monk robe swelled up again.

Bang bang bang!

Accompanied by a few harsh sounds, the flywheel hit Xuan Cheng and was bounced away all of them. The King of Golden Wheel was shocked and quickly used his skills to gather the scattered flywheels in his hands. The five wheels were united and blocked in front of him, guarding against Xuan Cheng's next attack.

Xuan Cheng stretched out his hand and sucked the Zen stick inserted on the wall into his hand, and yelled the Buddha's name at the Golden Wheel Dharma King: As a Mongolian master, I naturally did not dare to entrust the enemy with bare hands, and used the magic wand technique to experience the magical power of the Dharma King's Tantric Buddhism.

The master's martial arts are so high that it is rare in his life. I originally planned to use it to deal with Guo Jing's Dragon Elephant Prajna, so I hope the master will give it a comment.

The Golden Wheel Dharma King held the Golden Wheel in one hand and slowly waved the other hand. The light behind him gradually distorted, as if the Dharma entity of the dragon and elephant was condensed.

According to legend, each level of skill teaches the Tantric skills that doubled in the previous level. I wonder which level the Dharma King has practiced?Xuan Cheng's expression became solemn.

I was not talented, and I only practiced to the tenth level.King Jinlun is humble on the surface, but he can't hide his lust in his heart.

Seeing that everyone in the inn focused all their attention on the two of them, Song Qingshu's heart moved and looked towards Zhao Min. He saw the red and red glow of jade face shining under the sun. His skin in the back of his neck was crystal clear than snow. His figure was graceful and graceful, and his waist was as thin and soft as boneless. He couldn't help but secretly exclaimed: It was indeed worthy of being the number one beauty in Mongolia. Such an opportunity was once a lifetime, and it was easy to hijack her at this time...