As soon as they tried, they attracted the men in the world in front of them to watch the fun.

"This master is so powerful." I don't care whether I understand or not, I will praise it first.

"That young man's martial arts look good." Naturally, the one on the side couldn't seem to be unaware of it.

After the two of them tried, they took action directly. Fang La's moves were bizarre and changeable, and they were very cruel.

Now Jiumozhi's boxing style is becoming more and more like a master. Because Qiao Feng injured Xuan Ci, Shaolin also sent someone to Juxianzhuang to participate in the hero conference to kill Qiao Feng.

The first Master Xuannan of the Dharma Academy led by the team, in his eyes, Jiumozhi's moves were not boxing techniques, but all of them were Buddhism.

"Amitabha, I didn't expect that there would be such boxing techniques in this world." He said with some envy.

Jiumozhi punched Fang La's left shoulder, Fang La rubbed her body and dodged, and slashed her backhand at Jiumozhi's temple.

Jiumozhilian sealed the palm with his other hand. When he sealed the palm wind, his body seemed to be covered by a big Buddha.

"Break it for me!" Fang La made a crazy output at the Buddha, but in the end he could not break the Buddha's defense at all.

"I lost." Fang La said gasping for some loss.

"The donor Fang is already very good. Even if you can't hurt the little monk, the little monk dares not speak out easily." Jiumozhi has now learned to be modest.

He used to think that there were only a handful of people in the world who could tie him.

But what he encountered was either something that could beat him or really a draw. So after real education, he learned modesty.

"I dare to ask this master, whose name is?" Xuannan asked Jiumozhi.

Because Jiumozhi ran to Shaolin secretly, no one discovered it at that time, so Xuan Nan didn't know him.

"The little monk Jiumozhi is just a slave to the immortal Changle." He said piously to Xuannan.

"Supreme Immortal Changle? Did he take the Changle hero at the head of Yelu Yixin, the king of the Southern Court of Liao Kingdom?" Xuan Nan asked in surprise.

Changle is now quite famous in the martial arts world. Xuannan glanced at the faces of them, and finally his eyes fell on Changle's face.

"Yes." Jiumozhi said proudly.

"Is this Mr. Zhao?" Xuan Nan asked Changle.

"It's me." Changle glanced at the people in Shaolin Temple, "What's the matter with the master coming out of Shaolin?"

He knew that he was a consultant and Xuan Nan had heard of Changle and Qiao Feng's friendship, but he did not hide it.

"Junior Brother Xuanku was killed by Qiao Feng, and Senior Brother Xuanci was injured by him. We Shaolin naturally want to ask him for an explanation."

"Xuanku was not killed by Qiao Feng. Outsiders should not interfere with the grudge between Xuan Ci and Qiao Feng." Changle looked at Xuan Nan and said, although his tone was not aggressive, he felt a little uncomfortable when he heard it.

"Amitabha, is Zhao Daxia planning to intervene. Is Shaolin's grudge between Shaolin and Qiao Feng?" As soon as Xuan Nan said this, Shaolin's disciples around him immediately formed a formation.

They had seen the strength of the monk and the domineering young man just now, and everyone was as if they were facing a great enemy.

"No, I said this was a personal grudge between Qiao Feng and Xuanci, and others should not interfere. Do you understand if I say that?" Changle said with a smile at Xuannao.

"What Zhao Daxia means is that I, Shaolin, shouldn't have trouble with Qiao Feng?" Xuan Nan frowned and looked at Changle.

Now, in a short while, the men around them didn't know who to help.

One is the famous Shaolin Temple, and the other is the Zhao Daxia who killed the king of the Southern Court of the Liao Kingdom.

"It's better to do this. No matter how many words we people in the martial arts world say are useless. I stand here, not hiding or avoiding you. If you can hurt me, I will no longer be troubled.

If you can't hurt me, you can go back to Shaolin."

After Changle finished speaking, everyone around him whispered, "I'm so arrogant!"

Anger appeared on the Shaolin disciple's face, Xuan Nan thought for a while and said, "Then I will see why the donor is confident to take the three palms!"

He finished speaking and took out his palm. The clutch of the mysterious Vajra subduing demons was extremely powerful.

Because Changle favored Qiao Feng from now on, he was a little dissatisfied. Therefore, he used 70% of his skills in the first place.

He could open the stone with one palm, and he pushed it out hard.

The air was surging, but Changle was hit by his first slap as if nothing had happened.

Xuan Nao looked at Changle in surprise. He felt like he hit a ball of cotton, resolving his strength and internal strength completely.

"There are two more palms." Changle stretched out his finger and gestured.

Xuanchen knew that Changle's internal skills were mysterious, so he didn't dare to hold back any longer. He used ten successive powers in the second palm and blasted it out fiercely.

When he slapped Changle with this palm, he felt like his hands were stabbed by needles.

He understood that it was because of his second palm that aroused Changle's body-protecting true energy. Looking at his bloody hands, he was stabbed by Changle's body-protecting sword energy.

"Does the third palm continue?" Changle asked looking at him.

"Amitabha, I cannot hurt the donor." He turned around and left with his Shaolin disciples.

"This monk is still a little self-aware." Fang La said with his arms in his arms, looking rebellious.

"Let's go, let's go to Juxianzhuang to have a look." Changle took everyone to Juxianzhuang. The people in the surrounding world were very polite to make way for him.

The most real thing in the world is strength. As long as you have strength, you will naturally gain respect.

Juxian Village

You Ju said to his brother You Ji, "This time by killing Qiao Feng, I, Juxianzhuang, are really a gathering of heroes. The Beggars' Sect, Shaolin, Tan Gong, Tan Po, and Zhao Qiansun, are sure to come."

"You must greet all the martial arts fellows." You Ji explained to his younger brother.

"Don't worry, I've made all arrangements, and it will definitely not damage our Juxianzhuang's reputation." You Ju smiled and signaled to brother to rest assured.

"Let's go, let's go and welcome the heroes." You Jishen said.

The two brothers and servants greeted everyone at the door, regardless of whether they knew each other or not. They must have greeted each other enthusiastically. Seeing Elder Xu of the Beggar Gang and the people from the Beggar Gang arrived, they hurried up to greet them enthusiastically.

Changle and the others were mingling in the crowd, but they were still very conspicuous.

"What are these?" You Ji asked with his fists.

"My name is Zhao Changle." Changle glanced at the members of the Beggars' Sect and said.

When the Beggars' Gang saw him, they were naturally shocked. This guy would not be here to stand up for Qiao Feng, right? If so, there would be a fierce battle today.

They feel that there are many people in the world today, and there are also Shaolin monks coming. So many of them can’t deal with Zhao Changle?

So the members of the Beggars' Sect pretended not to see it. Jiumozhi said with some resentment, "The guys from the Beggars' Sect are really ungrateful. The Lord saved them that day, but he didn't expect that they were ungrateful."

He said this very loudly, and everyone heard it.
Chapter completed!