Realizing This Is A Wuxia World After Cultivating For 300 Years Chapter 30: Exhale into wind, scold as thunder

After monk Hui Shi pretended to be a yamen, he seemed to have really become a yamen who bullied the soft and feared the hard, and his attitude was extremely arrogant.

Behind him were more than a dozen ordinary yamen, all of them staring viciously at Cui Heng in the cell.

However, no one dared to rush forward.

Although they did not see that Cui Heng collapsed the cell passage from a distance of four or five feet, but he was definitely a first-class expert in the arena, who could shake a bluestone-built building like this. Shoot them to death.

Cui Heng looked at the monk Hui Shi, and said with a chuckle: "Why do monks have such a violent temper, aren't you afraid that the Buddha will blame you?"

"It's all nonsense. I'm the head of the Julu County yamen, but I'm not a monk!" Monk Hui Shi was furious. He obviously didn't want to reveal his identity, so he stepped forward and raised his right hand to grab Cui Heng. .

This monk pretending to be the head of the yamen class is obviously not weak in martial arts. He was two or three feet away from Cui Heng, but he came to Cui Heng in just one step.

He held his right hand into a claw and grabbed it towards Cui Heng's shoulder.

The power of this claw is extremely powerful. When swiping it, it actually leaves a white line in the air, tearing out the gust of wind, which is like a gust of wind whistling in human ears.

Even if it is copper and iron, under this claw, I am afraid it will be caught on the spot.

The dozen or so yamen who followed were stunned. They never thought that their class leader would have such a powerful martial arts.

I am afraid that such martial arts are above the first-class, how can you be a small county magistrate?

The old man in the cell next door was also a little surprised. His eyesight was extraordinary, and he could see at a glance that the head of the yamen should have condensed his infuriating energy, and he could be called a little grandmaster on the rivers and lakes.

"The poor fellow didn't even know that the dungeon passage was collapsed by a distance of four or five meters." The old man sneered in his heart. In his opinion, the head of the yamen was obviously seeking his own death.

Shaking down the bluestone dungeon passage is not too difficult.

As long as you step into the realm of washing the marrow, Gang Qi will naturally generate, which is the first-class in the world. With the power of Gang Qi, a master of this level can smash a bluestone the size of a grinding disc with one palm.

But Cui Heng directly collapsed the dungeon passage from a distance of four or five feet!

This is far more than a first-class or even a master that has never been seen before. I am afraid that only a great master who has opened the door and started to feel internal and external can do it.

If Monk Hui Shi knew this, he would definitely not make a rash move.

It's a pity he didn't see that scene at all.

In the blink of an eye, Monk Hui Shi's attack had approached Cui Heng's shoulder.

His eyes were vicious, and he wanted to directly abolish Cui Heng's arm.

The martial art used in this claw is a variation of the "Dragon Claw Catcher" in the Eighty-One Stunts of Lotus Temple.

While hiding the origin of martial arts, it retains most of its power.

Best at grabbing and unloading skeletons.

A mere first-class countryman with no family and no sect, it is simply impossible to resist his own grasp that contains true energy.

But just when Monk Hui Shi was thinking like this, he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his right hand, as if he had caught something indestructible, and all the strength was abruptly returned.

Click!

The sound of bones shattering sounded.

When the five fingers of Monk Hui Shi's right hand were still three inches away from Cui Heng's shoulder, the flesh and blood suddenly shattered, and the bones inside were broken and stuck out from the flesh and blood!

"How is this possible?!"

Monk Hui Shi exclaimed, with an unbelievable expression on his face, his eyes almost popping out.

This extremely shocking feeling even surpassed the pain in his hand.

But before he could react to what was going on, Cui Heng let out another breath.

Like a normal person breathing, he blew out a breath.

The next moment——

Boom!

As if thunder exploded, there was a loud boom in the void.

In this dungeon with almost no air circulation, a small tornado appeared out of thin air, with a height of several feet, connecting the top of the dungeon.

At the same time, the dead grass, gravel, and many debris accumulated on the ground were all swept in by this gust of wind, flying sand and rocks!

Immediately afterwards, this extremely fierce storm hit the monk Hui Shi directly.

This Buddhist master, who had become infuriating enough to be called a little master, was knocked out on the spot and slammed into the top stone slab of the dungeon.

But the gust of wind did not stop, and all the torture tools, stones, and stone prisons were completely destroyed after the storm swept through.

When the dozen or so yamen saw this, they all ran away like a ghost.

But how could their speed keep up with this gust of wind, one by one, they were like shreds of paper in the storm, and they were all rolled up, and then thrown in all directions, life and death unknown.

Boom! !

Suddenly, another loud noise was heard, but it was this storm that slammed into the entrance of the deep dungeon, apparently causing the passage to collapse.

At this point, the gust of wind finally dissipated, and the entire dungeon was a mess.

The old man standing not far from Cui Heng was completely stunned. He felt that his thinking had stagnated and his mind was blank~IndoMTL.com~ What's the situation?

What was that just now?

Pop!

He slapped himself so hard that he grinned in pain.

Is this not a dream? !

"I drop a little mother, this, this is martial arts?"

That's outrageous!

Just blowing a breath can achieve this effect? !

Bang!

The monk Hui Shi, who had just been blown to the top of the dungeon, fell down, his hands and feet twitched slightly, his whole body trembled, and he tried to raise his head.

At this time, the disguise on his face has been destroyed, and he has the appearance of a young monk again.

"You didn't blow me to death, which means your martial arts are not bad." Cui Heng smiled slightly, walked out of the cell, looked at the monk Hui Shi lying on the ground, and said lightly: "Get up, take me to see the county here. order."

"I, you, I..." Monk Hui Shi shivered. He wanted to stand up but fell down because of the twitching of his hands and feet, or had a strong desire to survive. After several failures, he still He tried his best to stand up, lowered his head and said, "Yes!"

"Come along too." Cui Heng glanced at the old man who was still in a dazed state.

"Ah? Me? Good, good!" The old man nodded immediately and hurriedly followed.

When the three of them came to the collapsed dungeon passage, the old man rushed to the front and wanted to volunteer to remove the collapsed stones.

But before he could make a move, these stones actually seemed to be alive, and they retreated to the side by themselves, automatically making way for Cui Heng.

The old man was dumbfounded.

Is this still martial arts?

When monk Hui Shi saw this scene, his hands and feet were even colder, like falling into an ice cave, and he was horrified, "Where did this monster come from?!"