Su Xinghe and Ding Chunqiu are brothers of the same school. When they fight, they know each other well. They know every powerful trick well.

Ding Chunqiu was floating, holding a Xiaoyao fan in his hand, either with fingers or palms, fists or feet, with graceful postures, and could use his moves to capture people's vital points. The same tricks and martial arts of the two were like two dancing cranes, and they were dazzling. The Xingsu Gate people all retreated aside, blowing magic snails, only blowing Ding Chunqiu's martial arts into the sky and the ground. The Shaolin ancestor Bodhidharma and the invincible Li Cunxiao of the Five Dynasties were far inferior to those of the old immortals.

Jiumozhi and Xuzhu are much quieter here. Jiumozhi blocked Xuzhu and made a move of Prajna palm first. He thought Xuzhu would be surprised to see him use the Shaolin skill Prajna palm.

As a result, Xu Zhu was just curious about why Jiumozhi came to attack him. Xu Zhu was extremely strong at this time. Without thinking, Wei Tuo palm came out with his hand. With a move of "Ganish River Entering the Sea", he competed with Jiumozhi.

When Jiumozhi saw his ability to throw Buddhist beads, he knew that Xu Zhu had a strong internal strength, so this palm was full of strength. He practiced the seventy-two unique skills and was about to try it out for Shaolin monks to see who had the greater power. How could he know that Xu Zhu actually used the shallow Wei Tuo palm to deal with him?

When the two palms intersected, the internal force of Xuzhu Yijin Jing arises, and he secretly endured the palm of Jiumozhi. Xuzhu was unable to defend himself. When he encountered the palm power of a martial arts master who was rare for hundreds of years, he was shocked three steps away, and his blood and energy in his body churned. Fortunately, he practiced the Yijin Jing diligently for a long time. When he retreated these three steps, his inner breath had been evenly adjusted.

Jiumozhi didn't expect Xu Zhu to fight hard with him, but he was a little underdog, and said in a strange way: "Even if you start practicing qigong from your mother's womb, you will definitely not be able to develop such powerful internal strength."

He smiled slightly: "The magical skills of Shaolin Temple are indeed extraordinary. Let's evaluate how my "one beat, two scatter" is again." "one beat, two scatter" is also one of Shaolin's seventy-two unique skills. This unique skill is the extremely powerful palm technique. After taking action, the palm power is extremely powerful, and there is no need to use the second move when facing the enemy. The enemy is already dead, and this palm is based on such a scattered internal force. If you want to change the move, it is not possible for human power. The so-called "two scatter" means that you slap on a stone, the stone chips scattered everywhere, the soul scattered, and this palm technique has only one move.

Xu Zhu is the one who is strong, and I only have a set of Wei Tuo Palm, this magical skill of "one slap and two scatters". He still had to use Wei Tuo Palm to deal with it. However, this move is extremely powerful. When he fought again, Xu Zhu took five steps in a row, and blood was leaking from the corner of his mouth.

Jiumozhi said angrily: "Does the little monk think that the martial arts skills are low and he is unwilling to use a Shaolin skill on me?"

Xu Zhu said in a daze: "Master is joking. The young monk has low martial arts skills and has to be taught by the Wei Tuo Palm and Arhat Fist that I have passed on."

Jiumozhi laughed and said sarcastically: "Little monk, don't swear me. Your internal strength is rare in the world. To be honest, even if you hide dragons and tigers in Shaolin Temple, you don't even have the qualification to learn seventy-two unique skills. That is the great mystery in the world."

Then Jiumozhi said: "Since the little monk does not want to show his unique skills, I will use it slowly to let you taste it."

"This is Shaolin's seventy-two unique skills, "The universe in the sleeves," Jiumozhi said with a tweaked his sleeves.

Xu Zhu had a deep internal strength, but his fist skills were just ordinary. Jiumozhi attacked with his profound skills and magical skills, and he could only guard the door and endure it. However, he was also surprised. How could Jiumozhi have the 72 unique skills of Shaolin? However, Jiumozhi's powerful internal strength came over, so he couldn't ask. Not to mention that Xu Zhu could only passively be beaten when facing Jiumozhi.

After a few hours, Li Zhichang finally left the wooden house. He saw a pillar of fire burning on the open ground, and there were pine trees falling from all over the land. Li Zhichang was just focusing on resolving the powerful power that had just entered his body. He blocked his perception of what happened outside. Wuyazi's pure Beiming true energy flowed into his body for seventy years. It was as natural as the Yellow River entered the sea. The water accumulation was not thick, so he could not bear the big boat. Now that he accumulated a lot of internal strength, all kinds of magical powers returned, and the martial arts in the world were just like the world was invincible.

The people outside the house were divided into two columns with fire pillars. The deaf and mute old man Su Xinghe stood on the right, and the old monster Xingsu stood on the left. Murong Fu, Wang Yuyan, and the four masters were in the distance. Jiumozhi and Xu Zhu fought on the other side.

Murong Fu was devoted to resolving the life and death talisman. Wang Yuyan and the four generals guarded him and had no time to take care of other things. When Jiumozhi and Xuzhu fought each other, they had already fought for hundreds of palms. Although Jiumozhi had the upper hand, Xumozhi was very resilient in his internal strength. For a while, Jiumozhi could not subdue him. The eight friends of Hangu were watching the battle, and the Xingsu Gate also boasted the magic snails, so no one noticed that Li Zhichang had come out.

Su Xinghe and Ding Chunqiu were urging their palms to push the fire pillar to burn towards each other. The fire pillar was tilted to the right, less than three feet away from Su Xinghe. Su Xinghe's sleeves were burned half of the sleeves, and the white air on his head was steaming. It was just when the oil was exhausted and the lamp was dry before his hair was still half black and half white. Now his hair was like silver, like rotten wood.

Ding Chunqiu's complexion was rosy, his smile was full, and he looked very careless. The disciples of the Xingsu School had long praised the praises and had no formality.

"The old immortal Xingsu is as light as he is, and his magical skills are great. Today I will open your eyes." "My master is trying to teach others a lesson, so he can slowly urge his magical skills, otherwise he would have killed the old man named Su in one fell swoop." "Whoever is not convinced, I might as well come and taste the magical skills of the old immortal Xingsu one by one." "You are timid, even if you join forces, that's okay!" "Ancestral Heroes, no one can match the old immortal Xingsu! Who dares to be a mantis chariot, but just kills himself."

Li Zhichang laughed out loud and said, "What a 'everyone can match'. Ding Chunqiu I want to see if you can be as powerful as your disciple said."

The disciple of Xingsu Sect mocked: "What a little thief, the old immortal spared your life just now. You dare to go against the old immortal. Kneel down and kowtow to admit your mistakes, otherwise the old immortal waves his hand and you will be wiped out."

But there are also several disciples of Star Constellation who had met Li Zhichang before. When their fellow disciples despised Li Zhichang, they lowered their voices and prepared two sets of speeches at the same time. They waited to see if Li Zhichang could beat Ding Chunqiu before making a decision.

Li Zhichang stood beside Su Xinghe and waved his sleeves. The fire pillar seemed to be under great force and moved to the left. Su Xinghe had Li Zhichang's help and collapsed on the ground. Ding Chunqiu's face changed drastically. He did not dare to relax anymore. He pushed his palms out with all his strength. (To be continued)
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