"Everyone who is unfair in the world can be managed by the unfair affairs!" Liu Wuda shouted and replied.

"Amitabha! Today I will try what kind of ability you can do in the world!" Wu Jie was beaten by Zhang Ziling, and he finally couldn't stand it when Liu Wu criticized him.

"President! Let me meet the monks from Shaolin!" Liu Wu said to Zhang Ziling.

"Go, be careful." Zhang Ziling nodded casually.

"Monk! Your fifth master will meet you." After saying that, Liu Wu lifted his sword and rushed over. Liu Wu's sword technique has entered the house, and now he has the spirit of everyone.

Wu Jie held the demon-subduing pestle in his hand, but he used the magic-subduing wand technique, one of Shaolin's seventy-two unique skills.

Once implemented, the laws are strictly governed and the treasure is solemn!

In addition, his internal strength is also one of Shaolin's seventy-two unique skills. Only the first in each academies are qualified to practice this technique.

Both of them took a big way to get along with each other, one was in a fierce and powerful way! The other was powerful and subdued demons!

After thirty moves, Wu Jie breathed slightly.

Liu Wu's Nine Yang Divine Art practice has reached the third level. Although he has not reached the point of endless life, his aura is definitely not comparable to ordinary martial arts masters.

The two of them dismantled more than fifty moves, and this time it was Liu Wu's hand holding the knife trembling slightly. The unrest demon-subduing pestle was filled with knife marks.

"Your Excellency's sword is good, and your sword skills are even better!" Wu Jie has recognized Liu Wu until now.

"Hahaha, monk, you are also very capable. Let's decide the winner with one move." Liu Wuda said with a smile. Since the last time he fought with Yin Kexi, his strength has improved a lot.

At this time, he was already sure that he would fight Yin Kexi alone.

"Okay!" Wu Jie said to the ground with a demon-subduing pestle.

Liu Wu stepped on the ground with his left foot and his right foot was weak.

Hold the knife in both hands!

Suddenly he rushed out with force, Zhang Ziling praised, "What a move forward!"

"President, can the fifth brother win?" Lin Youlu asked in a low voice.

"The two of them fight in a flash." Zhang Ziling said, looking at the battlefield. "I believe that the final winner will definitely be Wu'er."

Wujie looked at Liu Wu who was rushing over and took a deep breath, "Amitabha!"

The Demon-Subduing Pestle was lifted up by him, and the muscles on his arm actually stretched open the sleeves of his shirt. The Demon-Subduing Pestle swung the air hard and burst out loud.

A pestle to conquer the demon!

Liu Wu didn't care. Even if the Buddha Tathagata was ahead of this sword, he would still shoot it.

boom!

Zhang Ziling protected Lin Youlu behind him, and the monk behind Wujie was overturned a lot. Liu Wu said with blood flowing from the corner of his mouth, "Monkey, you lost!"

"Amitabha!" Wu Jie finished reciting the Buddha's name and the demon-subduing pestle was broken into two sections. A knife mark appeared on the cassock.

Liu Wu held back!

Of course, he was not much better either. At this time, his internal breath was disordered and his breath ran around. Zhang Ziling put his hand on his back.

Liu Wu felt much more comfortable after squirting out a mouthful of blood.

"I lost!" Hearing this guy's words, he felt that he was the one who won the victory.

"Then can we hand over Huang Tianba now?" Zhang Ziling asked. "This is the evidence of the crime committed by Huang Tianba..."

"I don't look at these things! Although I lost, I didn't say that if I lost before the fight, I would teach people." Wujie said seriously.

Zhang Ziling was angry when he heard this, "People say that Shaolin is a famous and upright sect, and I have seen it today. Master, Huang Tianba, I will take it away no matter what. Is Shaolin a scum in the martial arts world?

Are you not afraid that Shaolin's reputation will be destroyed?"

"Amitabha, Huang Tianba's family was destroyed by your world. What else do you want?" Wujie said angrily.

Could this monk have broken his mind by reading Buddhism?

"If you don't look at the evidence, it's really annoying to still be swearing Lai here." Zhang Ziling said coldly. "One move!"

He stretched out a finger to Wujie.

Although Wu Jie had just fought with Liu Wu, although the loss was quite large, the recovery speed of the Indestructible Divine Art was also very fast.

He is almost recovering at this moment.

"I will see the power of the Night King."

"I hate others calling me that the most." After Zhang Ziling said that, he came to Wujie with a graceful body movement.

"What a handsome body!" Wu Jie said in surprise. He didn't expect that Zhang Ziling would arrive in front of him so quickly.

Although the demon-subduing pestle is gone, he directly uses his fist to defend the enemy.

His boxing technique is Shaolin's Luohan Fist, while Zhang Ziling seems to be randomly punching.

"Um?"

Wujie only felt his energy and blood rising all over his body, and he gritted his teeth and changed another move. But Zhang Ziling still rushed over slowly with that punch.

If one move doesn't work, Wujie will use twelve moves in a row.

But he still couldn't break Zhang Ziling's move. He vomited blood when he made the last move.

When Zhang Ziling's fist was stamped on him, Wu Jie felt weak and unable to move, and was captured by Zhang Ziling like a dead dog.

Everyone in the World Association was experiencing Zhang Ziling's punch, but only Liu Wu was thinking that the president did not like the nickname Night King.

Does he want to be the King of Japan?

"Tell this monk about the good things Huang Tianba did. Go back to Shaolin and say it. If you don't give it to Huang Tianba, then send someone." Zhang Ziling said to the monk who surrounded him.

"Save the first one!"

Obviously, the monks did not take Zhang Ziling's words to heart, and the monks began to attack after swinging their long sticks.

Their cooperation was very tacit, and they did not give Zhang Ziling a chance to breathe.

However, Zhang Ziling avoided their attacks. His body movements were too elegant and agile. The monks did not even touch the corner of his clothes while they were moving.

"I'm going to break the formation!" After Zhang Ziling said that, he mentioned the two monks and smashed them as weapons. In less than a stick of incense, no bald head could stand in place.

"You! Go up the mountain and ask someone to go." Zhang Ziling pointed to a monk and said.

The monk stood up and stumbled up the mountain.

"This! All this is true?" Wu Jie widened his eyes after seeing the good things Huang Tianba did. He couldn't believe that this was done by his filial disciple.

"The great monk doesn't believe it, you'll know it after you go there." Zhang Ziling said with a sneer.

"President, drink water!" Lin Youlu said with a water bag.

"Yes." Zhang Ziling was indeed thirsty when he took it. "Thank you."

A smile appeared on Lin Youlu's cold face.

After a while, a large group of monks rushed down. Abbot Tianming and Wuse all went down the mountain, followed by one hundred and eight stick-holding monks.

"It seems that you might be able to see Shaolin's Arhat Formation today." Zhang Ziling threw the water bag to Lin Youlu.

"Amitabha, President Zhang is here today. Please forgive me if Shaolin greets you." As soon as Tianming opened his mouth, the leaves around him were shocked.

This old monk's ability is much better than Wuji.
Chapter completed!