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Chapter 50 Fight against Jiumozhi

Mu Ze did not stop, but looked at several other Xingxiu Sect disciples holding weapons.

Mu Ze is like this, repaying kindness and taking revenge!

Some grievances can be reported on the same day and will never be delayed until the next day!

These people were chasing him with weapons in hand, so Mu Ze would not let them go.

He was only responsible for sending them to see the King of Hell and forgive them. That was what the King of Hell had to do and had nothing to do with Mu Ze.

Those people held weapons and glanced at the senior brother who was pierced by a long sword, and then at Mu Ze who had a smile on his face.

That look was like that of their master.

"We're going to kill someone!"

I don't know which little genius howled, and Mu Ze moved faster.

He waved lightly with one hand, and the palm force was like an arrow leaving the string. He gently twisted it with the other hand, and the fallen leaves on the ground fell into Mu Ze's hands!

The temples of Jiumozhi on the side were beating for a while. This Mu Ze wanted to die, so he used his hands to compete in front of him!

There is a saying in Buddhism that there are eighteen levels of hell.

"Mr. Mu, be careful, this is Shaolin's dragon claw hand!"

"What do you mean by Master's words?"

If Mu Ze listens to Wang Yuyan's words, he only needs to raise his palms to block Jiumozhi's incoming palms!

Mu Ze said in surprise.

Jiumozhi just wants to find an excuse now, and then deal with Mu Ze. Otherwise, his thoughts will not be clear, and he will feel really uncomfortable!

"Master, what you said is wrong!"

Why can Mu Ze be able to practice this?

Jiumozhi looked ugly when he heard this. Although he didn't want to kill anyone, if he was asked to use his own skills to save this person, he would absolutely refuse.

Jiumozhi's face suddenly turned green and red.

"Master, please ask yourself, will you expend your own power to save this person?"

But apart from the Dragon Elephant Prajna Technique, other secrets of Tantric Buddhism...well...well, let's also exclude the Supreme Yoga Tantra.

The other party was definitely not talking about fighting each other and the Arhat's magical skill of subduing demons. Mu Ze was not panicked at all.

"These people are disciples of the Xingxiu Sect. I don't know how many people have died in their hands. I am here to subjugate demons!"

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"It would be a bit cruel for the donor to take action!"

But when Mu Ze started killing the crowd with one hand and one finger, Jiumozhi finally couldn't help it anymore.

Mu Ze stepped forward, and as if he saw Jiumozhi's thoughts, he pulled out the long knife from the corpse beside him.

Jiumozhi couldn't help it anymore and spoke directly.

"Master, please look!"

Mu Ze said with a smile.

Of course, his talent point is not focused on Dragon Elephant Prajna Kung Fu.

"This monk is using the 17th move of the Dragon Claw Hand to catch the moon, intending to scratch the back of your head!"

You were beaten by Qiao Feng and you want to take it out on Mu Ze?

"But now the young monk knows that Master Mu is also sworn sworn brother with that young man!"

Then, without giving Jiumozhi a chance to speak, he clasped his fists and praised, "Master is indeed a genius!"

This martial art was taught to Mu Ze by him!

I don't know why, Jiumozhi became more and more upset.

Mu Ze asked again.

Mu Ze asked softly.

“The donor is so complimentary!”

Jiumozhi stretched out one hand.

Jiumozhi blushed. Seeing that Mu Ze wanted to speak, Jiumozhi immediately said, "The donor deceived the young monk before. Do you want to give me an explanation?"

The moment Wang Yuyan spoke, Mu Ze flew backwards, while Jiumozhi continued to pursue him.

Jiumozhi seemed to be using the bead-grabbing technique in his dragon claw hand to attack his temple, but Jiumozhi's right hand slowed down a bit.

The two of them were in front of each other, leaning forward.

Mu Ze pointed to the corpse beside him.

Mu Ze thought of Jiumozhi walking out of the woods, couldn't help but chuckle, and then asked.

Jiumozhi smiled coldly, and the moment Mu Ze made a move to resist, his left hand that had been holding back suddenly stretched out.

Jiumozhi said with a smile, looking at Mu Ze as if he was reading the Six Meridians Divine Sword Sutra.

After holding it in for a long time, he finally said, "It's just a matter of mutual exchange, so of course the young monk can't be troubled!"

"I'm going to take action and kill this man. All causes and effects will be on me! Master, shouldn't you be grateful to me? Why do you still say that I am ruthless?"

The most painful one is the endless hell!

Jiumozhi now feels that this Mu Ze is his endless hell, with endless torture!

"Donor Shepherd!"

He didn't recognize the exquisite palm technique of one hand, but he was quite familiar with the finger-twisting technique of the other hand!

Then he looked disgusted and said, "Master, master, I helped you!"

It's just a pity that Mu Ze is not a fool!

Jiumozhi twitched the corners of his mouth and tried his best to smile. He really couldn't smile. This level was the best he could do at the moment.

He, Jiumozhi, was a rare talent in Tubo for thousands of years!

Mu Ze squinted his eyes, "I'm sorry, it was obviously your fault, but when did it get involved with me?"

"His left hand is holding back and waiting to attack. He obviously wants to attack your temple with both hands in a bead-grabbing style!"

He couldn't afford to offend Qiao Feng, but he couldn't afford to offend a brat like you?

No, no, not only the Six Meridians Divine Sword Sword Sutra, but this boy has also become sworn sworn friends with Qiao Feng. When the time comes, the Twenty-eight Dragon Subduing Palms will also belong to him!

The more Jiumozhi thought about it, the more excited he became. He immediately clasped his hands together and laughed in a low voice, "The monk is offended!"

"Although this dragon claw hand only has thirty-six moves, it is more powerful and ruthless than anything else!"

Jiumozhi looked a little ugly when he heard this, but he still said, "I will definitely die!"

Jiumozhi thought to himself, smiled, and then shook his head slightly, as if the idea in his mind was very ridiculous.

If the Dragon-Elephant Prajna Kung Fu is already very difficult, then the difficulty of the Supreme Yoga Tantra is hundreds of times more difficult than the Dragon-Elephant Prajna Kung Fu!

The Dragon-Elephant Prajna Kung Fu even reaches the thirteenth level, but the Supreme Yoga Tantra is said to be endless and can never be finished!

But apart from these two kinds of martial arts, which one of the other martial arts does Jiumozhi not have at his fingertips?

Finally, we arrived at Mu Ze...

"Master, how's your training going with the left and right fights?"

Jiumozhi looked down and softly chanted the Buddha's name again.

Wang Yuyan spoke very fast.

Let’s put it this way, he received more blows from Mu Ze than he had received in the previous thirty years!

Mu Ze said leisurely, Jiumozhi was stunned for a moment, "When did you ever help a young monk?"

"Donor Mu gave me some advice before, saying that as long as I capture Qiao Feng, I can force Duan Yu to hand over the Six Meridians Divine Sword..."

"The poor monk is a high-level monk, why would he be upset because Mu Ze can use left and right to fight?!"

As Mu Ze spoke, he walked to Jiumozhi's side. Feeling that the hostility on Jiumozhi's body was gradually dissipating, he couldn't help but pat Jiumozhi's shoulder.

"We met these Xingxiu Sect disciples by chance, and unexpectedly met the master. We are really destined!"

"In that case, I think the master has already mastered the Arhat's magic skill of subduing demons!"

"Although the master's palm didn't kill him immediately, it still shocked his heart. If no master had used his inner strength to help Xu Ming, what would have happened to this man?"

Just such a trace was captured by Mu Ze.

He immediately bent down to hide, and at the same time blocked Jiumozhi's right foot with both hands.

"Yeah! It's Peiran Youyu, he's going to attack your chest..."

Wang Yuyan's face turned red. Before she could finish her words, Jiumozhi's attack had been blocked by Mu Ze.
Chapter completed!
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