Flower Stealing Master Chapter 312: Mongolia’s first beauty

A Da and Ah Er were shocked and angry. Although they and Ah San are not brothers, they have been slaves of the Ruyang Palace for many years. On the contrary, their relationship is deeper than ordinary brothers. Seeing Ah San died in Xuan Cheng’s hands, His eyes were red immediately, and he rushed over to take revenge.

Adafang Dongbai is known for his fast swords. Although he has only one hand now, his sword skills are not reduced at all, he first stabs Xuancheng in front of him. Xuan Cheng's face was expressionless, his left hand turned his claw into a finger, and he poked at the tip of the sword.

Ada was taken aback, thinking that even if you practiced the vajra finger vigorously, there is no reason to go against the sharp sword, so although Xuancheng’s **** are as white as jade, there is a faint flow of crystal color. Without paying too much attention, he gave a grinning grin, and used his whole body skills, thinking that with this sword, he could cut off half of Xuan Cheng's palm.

The tip of the sword touched the tip of the finger, and the imaginary flesh and blood did not appear. Ah Da felt a strong force coming from the sword and could no longer move forward. Ah Da frowned and sent the sword forward unhurriedly, and the sword body quickly bends with an exaggerated arc.

Xuan Cheng yelled, and pointed his fingertips forward. The sword seemed to be papery, broken inch by inch, and Ah Da was shocked, but after all he was a first-class master, he hurriedly took the opportunity to step back and looked at the bare sword in his hand. Shank, suddenly thought of a legendary school of Shaolin Temple, and couldn't help but say: "One Finger Zen!"

Shaolin Temple One-Finger Zen is an extremely advanced martial art. It is difficult for ordinary monks to get a glimpse of the way without decades of practice. Since the creation of Shaolin Temple, there have been few who have practiced this stunt. Legend has it that after training, the fingers are all invincible, taking human acupuncture points in the air, without any disadvantage, the power is still above the Dali section of a yang finger, but because there are too few trained people, the reputation on the rivers and lakes is not as prominent as a yang finger.

Among all of these, Ah Er has already transported the Donkey Kong palm and blasted Xuan Cheng's right chest. A Er, A San and Gang are both masters of the Western Regions Vajra Gate. In the past, Zhao Min used tricks to make Gang Xiang count against Zhang Sanfeng. With Zhang Sanfeng’s good fortune, he hit the palm of Gang Xiang’s Prajna Vajra palm. They were also severely injured, almost As a result, the Wudang faction was destroyed by Zhao Min and his entourage who came later.

A Er practiced the external skills of the Vajra Gate to the peak, and then from the outside to the inside, he comprehended the superior internal skills that the Vajra Gate did not have, and his internal strength was superior to the whole Vajra Gate. He did not believe it. Xuan Cheng's skill is even more powerful than Zhang Sanfeng, thinking that Xuan Cheng is inevitable at this time, and there is only one way to go. With his profound internal strength, it is impossible to suffer.

Xuan Cheng just forced to retreat from Ah Da. At this time, it was too late to dodge, so he had to raise his palm to meet him. It was the palm that Song Qingshu used just now.

The two palms intersect, and there is no imaginary internal force. Ah Er only feels that his ten-strength palm power is like a clay cow into the sea, as if he has been transformed into nothingness. Before he can be horrified, he feels Xuancheng's palm uploading. With a huge force of overwhelming mountains and seas, Ah Er yelled, awkwardly staggering backwards, every step on the floor, the bluestone slabs were shattered, and when he finally stopped, he couldn't help it. Kneeling on the ground, spit out a big mouthful of blood.

"First turn the opponent's palm strength into nothingness, and then take the opportunity to drive straight forward, the Prajna palm is really mysterious." Song Qingshu on the side was stunned, thinking that his eighteen palms of Jianglong would try to avoid confronting the opponent. , Ah Er is more than fierce, and the Vajra palm with insufficient softness also wants to fight against the Prajna palm, which is really overpowering.

"Mr. Deer, Mr. Crane, go and help them." Zhao Min just watched Xuan Cheng's fight with Song Qingshu, and it seemed nothing more than that. He didn't expect that his subordinates would fight him. After a face-to-face encounter, he would be so miserably defeated. Groaned.

The two elders, Xuan Ming, saw Xuan Cheng raise their hands and shook the Baxiong, killing Ah San, retreating Ah Da, and severely hurt Ah Er. They were a little bit shy, but the master said, the two looked at each other and had to bite the bullet to welcome Go up.

Taking lessons from the past, the two elders Xuanming naturally didn't dare to hold up as before. They wanted to use the palm of the **** Xuanming to defeat each other, and they drew out their own unique weapons, and everything is safe.

The two of them are the world's top masters. The brothers have been very good at combining attacks for decades. In this way, Xuan Cheng couldn't help them for a while.

The three of them quickly fought into a ball. The wind was like a knife within a radius of several meters. Xuan Cheng was bare-handed, but there was no fear. On the contrary, the expressions of the two elders Xuan Ming gradually became solemn, and his figure became a little obscure.

"Please also ask the national teacher to come to help." Zhao Min saw that Xuanming and Xuanming gradually fell into a disadvantage. Although it was you and me between the moves, she knew in her heart that they were just struggling to support them, so she quickly looked for help. To the King of the Golden Wheel.

"Princess, this..." King Jinlun said hesitantly. His dignified Mongolian national teacher, if he teamed up with others to fight the enemy, even if he won, he would lose his face. What's more, with this Xuan Cheng's skill, fighting alone, Jinlun Fa King was really unsure in his heart, so he was caught in a dilemma.

According to the original idea of ​​the King of the Golden Wheel, although the two elders Xuanming can't match Xuancheng, but Xuancheng wants to win the two elders, I am afraid that he will have to pay a certain price. Then he will play again and face the injured Xuancheng, the one who wins As a result, he won the first person of Shaolin Temple in two hundred years in a single fight. After spreading it out, his reputation in the world will be unprecedented. By the way, he can also faintly suppress Nalanda Temple Basba. , Why not do it.

"Guo Shi, I know your self-respect status, but our mission is very important. If there is any accident, I am afraid that it will not be easy to explain to the profuse." Hua Zheng also persuaded her, and she should only be regarded as the King of the Golden Wheel. Regardless of fame, I don't know that he has so many calculations in his heart.

Even Princess Huazheng spoke up. The King of the Golden Wheel could no longer escape, so he nodded, got up and said to Xuancheng who was fighting in the field: "Lao Na is the King of King Golden Wheel of Mongolia. He will come to meet today. Your Excellency, be careful." As soon as the voice fell, three wheels flew out of his hand and hurriedly rotated towards Xuancheng.

Although the King of the Golden Wheel is good at calculating others, after all, as a master of a faction, he naturally refuses to sneak attacks when he fights more and less, so he warns before he moves.

"Guo Shi, I'll leave it to you here." Hearing the whistling flywheel, the two elders Xuan Ming forcefully retreated Xuan Cheng temporarily, and immediately jumped out of the ring of war.

Seeing the two cross the river and demolish the bridge, King Jinlun could not help but curse his mother, but the arrow was on the string, so he had a gloomy face, holding two wheels, and cooperating with the three rounds of flying in the sky, he continued to attack.

The five wheels of gold, silver, copper, iron, and lead are different in weight and size. The golden wheel of the King is thrown at any time. When the wheel comes out, the wheels are suddenly crooked, and the five wheels are spinning like flying. Xuancheng has never seen such a weird weapon. For a while, the wheels attacked from all angles were forced into a rush, a little embarrassed.

"The scene of the five rounds of flying together is quite similar to my free swordsmanship." Song Qingshu looked at it for a while, but because of being outside, he vaguely felt the trajectory of the five rounds of flight.

Li Jianshu is a set of swordsmanship researched by Song Qingshu before. With Qi Yujian, it can control the wooden sword to appear and disappear within three feet of the whole body, attack the enemy in all directions, and later cooperate with the dragon with eighteen palms, and the fist and the sword are combined. , Even Xidu Ouyang Feng was forced to be embarrassed.

However, because Ouyang Feng woke up and realized the weakness in his character, Song Qingshu suddenly became clear. After successfully completing the plan, the whole martial arts realm has also been qualitatively improved. Nowadays, he tends to reduce the complexity to simplicity. A wooden sword is enough.

"Guo Shi really deserves to be the number one master of Mongolia. One-on-one, he actually has the upper hand." Seeing the situation in the field, Hua Zheng said with joy.

Zhao Min has never lacked top masters, so although her martial arts is not so brilliant, her knowledge is far from Huazheng's. She saw that King Jinlun beat Xuancheng by surprise, and now she has the upper hand. , But Xuan Cheng is like a flat boat in the sea of ​​anger. Although it looks thrilling, it can be turned into a blessing every time.

The Golden Wheel of Pharaoh cannot turn his advantage into a winning position as soon as possible. After Xuancheng gets used to it, I am afraid he is not optimistic.

"Mr. Deer, Mr. Crane, you go and help the National Teacher." Zhao Min is a pragmatist. She doesn't care about martial arts rules, and follows the principle of killing you when you are sick on the Mongolian grasslands. At this time The two elders Xuan Ming and Jinlun Fa Wang joined forces, and Xuan Cheng was afraid it would be difficult for Xuan Cheng to escape and ascend to heaven.

"The princess lady, the national teacher has the upper hand. Let's blend in now, don't we not put the national teacher in our eyes?" The Luzhangke laughed, and they naturally understood the abacus made by the Golden Wheel Fa King just now. Now the feng shui turns, it is their turn to watch the fire from the other side ~ IndoMTL.com~ Zhao Min has a cold face, and is about to use the identity of the princess to give them orders. At this time, there have been changes in the field.

After dozens of rounds of fighting, Xuan Cheng already knew the power of the five flywheels, a confident smile appeared on his face, and he no longer avoided. Taking a deep breath, the red and yellow monk's robe swelled up again.

Boom boom boom!

With a few loud noises, the flywheel hit Xuancheng and all of them were bounced off. The Golden Wheel Fa King was shocked, and he quickly gathered the scattered flywheel in his hands with five rounds in front of him. , To guard against Xuan Cheng's next attack.

Xuan Cheng stretched out his hand and sucked the stick inserted on the wall into his hand, and shouted the Buddha's horn to the King of the Golden Wheel: "As the Mongolian teacher, the poor monk naturally dare not ask him to confront the enemy with his bare hands. Specially use the magic wand method to teach the French king's tantric magic."

"The master's martial arts is so high that it is rare in his life. Lao Na was originally going to use it to deal with Guo Jing's dragon elephant prajna, but I still hope that the master will appreciate it." The Golden Wheel Fa King held the gold wheel in one hand and waved the other slowly, and the light behind him gradually twisted , Seems to condense the legal entity of the dragon elephant.

"According to legend, every level of skill teaches a tantric stunt that has doubled the previous level. I don't know which level the French King has practiced?" Xuan Cheng looked serious as expected.

"Only talented, I only reached the tenth level." Jinlun Fawang was humble on the surface, but he couldn't hide his fascination.

Looking at the inn everyone’s attention was focused on the two of them, Song Qingshu’s heart moved, and he looked towards Zhao Min, and saw Yurong fainted with red clouds under the sunlight, and the skin on the back of the neck was crystal clear and snowy, and the figure was graceful and graceful. , Her waist is slender and soft as if there is no bones, and she can't help but secretly admire: "Sure enough to be the first beauty in Mongolia, such an opportunity is rare in a lifetime. At this time, it is easy to hijack her..."

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