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Chapter 64

This "holding up the sky with one hand" is a move performed by the Shaolin Master Shaolin Monument. Before the palm arrives, the wind arrives first and takes the lead.

The Grand Monument Slammer is one of the seventy-two unique skills of Shaolin. It pays attention to both internal and external training, and it can hurt people with a sudden burst. Internally, the practitioner must have luck flowing out of the Dantian to collect in the palm of his hand, and externally, he must slap hard objects every day for decades.

Practice.

Qiao Zhenyue saw the power of this palm and did not dare to be vague. He raised his right hand upwards and opened the palm. His left hand used his inner energy and slapped Yuanrong's waist and ribs with a palm flower.

Yuan Rong said "Huh", thinking that this man has good martial arts skills. He flashed his waist and made more urgent moves on his hands. He used "Stone Palm", "Scattered Flower Palm" and "One Clap and Two Scattered Palms" one after another, one move after another.

With one move, the chain is continuous. Shaolin fists and palms are about quick heart, quick eyes, quick hands, quick body, quick steps, attack and defense, and the speed of attack and defense is getting faster and faster. The intersecting fists and palms are as fast as meteors, which is dazzling.

When Qiao Zhenyue saw this harmonious monk with his fists and feet producing wind, he knew that his kung fu on his fists and feet had reached a very high level, and that he relied on a pair of fleshy palms to travel around the world, and his desire to win suddenly arose in his heart. But he had just jumped up.

With one step, Monk Yuanrong suddenly shouted loudly, twisted his toes, and struck Qiao Zhenyue's head straight from mid-air with a "Thundering Roar" move.

The palm of your hand is filled with wind and thunder.

Qiao Zhenyue hurriedly leaned back, and Yuan Rong's palm passed by the tip of his nose, barely avoiding it. Both of them were shocked. You must know that the slightest difference between this master's moves can mean life or death. This move by Qiao Zhenyue

Yue avoided it, and Qiao Zhenyue won by half a point.

Yuan Rong snorted coldly, picked up the orchid in his right hand, and stood his left palm in front of his chest. It was the starting position of the Qianye Hand of the Great Compassion. His hands were one on the left and the other on the right, using different martial arts. It was really strange to do two things at once.

also.

"The leader has used the Yi Jin Jing!" Tongbei shouted, his eyes sparkling. This "Yi Jin Jing" is a secret treasure of the Shaolin Temple. Only the abbot of the Shaolin Temple and the heads of each hall can practice it. Ordinary disciples cannot see it even if they want to.

Yuan Rong's palms flew criss-crossed, as if walking through flowers, and instantly struck out thirty-two punches and sixty-four palms. Qiao Zhenyue had naturally heard of the title of "Yi Jin Jing", and saw that Yuan Rong's fists and palms appeared one after another.

Not daring to underestimate him, he immediately mobilized his internal energy, turning his whole arm bright red, as if stained with blood.

This red color is extremely gorgeous and also extremely shocking.

Yuan Rong clapped his hands again, and Qiao Zhenyue used his body skills to fight with him. The two of them moved with their palms and kept moving. One of their fists and palms were like flowers, and one arm was like blood, and flowers were flying all over the sky. They would use a few more moves.

, Qiao Zhenyue's moves suddenly slowed down, his expression was restrained, and he used his internal strength to stick to Yuan Rong's palm. When he saw his cassock dragging the floor, he immediately stepped out with his left foot, stepped on the corner of the cassock with one foot, and used a move of "Thunder Strikes Seven Stars", with his left palm violently

Cut away towards the lower plate of Yuanrong.

Yuan Rong wanted to pull away, but his upper body was stuck by Qiao Zhenyue's internal force and he couldn't move. In panic, he could only twist his waist, and only heard a "puff", and the purple gold cassock was immediately torn into two pieces. He looked at the two pieces.

Kasaya, with an extremely angry heart and two long eyebrows flying in anger, picked up the Zen staff that was on the ground, took two steps forward, and displayed his unique skill - the Shaolin Crazy Magic Wand.

I saw that with a wave of Yuanrong's Zen staff, there was a rustling sound of wind.

Qiao Zhenyue had no weapons in his hands, and when he saw Yuan Rong coming like crazy and like a demon, he couldn't help but feel frightened in his heart: "The old monk really doesn't look like the head of the Shaolin Temple, but rather like a wave coming from the sky." In fact, Yuan Rong looks like a wave coming from the sky.

Rong also didn't want to use this set of staff skills. He knew that this set of staff skills was crazy, but when meeting a master like Qiao Zhenyue, how could he not show off his special skills?

Yuan Rong's set of staff skills were as fierce as a mad tiger and as fierce as a demon. Every swing and strike was extremely fierce. He really went crazy and turned into a demon. He danced and beat Qiao Zhenyue wildly. Qiao Zhenyue did not dare to

To attack, we can only move and dodge, hoping that the old monk will take a breath and look for another opportunity. But who knows that the Yuanrong monk's "Yi Jin Jing" has reached the fifth level, his internal strength is deep, and he dances with a Zen staff like a tiger.

, and even dances more and more urgently, without any flaws.

"This "Yi Jin Jing" is really evil. Such an old monk is at least fifty, and he is not out of breath even when dancing with a hundred-jin Zen staff. No wonder he wants to open that Shaolin brothel." Although Qiao Zhenyue felt a burst of slander in his heart, he did not dare to

If he didn't relax at all, "Looks like we have to fight hard!"

Determined to win in danger, Qiao Zhenyue faced Monk Yuanrong's Zen staff without dodging or dodging. With the power of "Wind and Thunder Walk", he stepped in front of Yuanrong. Yuanrong did not expect him to have such a self-sacrifice fighting method.

, the strength in his hand stagnated.

It was at this moment that Qiao Zhenyue saw the right moment, grabbed the head of the stick, and then slapped it with a palm. There was a "snap" sound, and the bright red flesh palm slapped the golden Zen stick, and the Zen stick immediately broke into two pieces.

cut.

Shocked, shocked.

A pair of fleshy palms could actually break gold and stone. All the Shaolin monks present were stunned by Qiao Zhenyue's move.

Yuan Rong looked at the two pieces of his cassock and Zen staff, and wished he could tear Qiao Zhenyue in half. He shouted loudly, grabbed the half of the Zen staff, and used the Shaolin Bodhidharma sword technique to force Qiao Zhenyue. This Bodhidharma

The sword technique was originally three points for attack and seven points for defense. There was no need to kill during the fight, but every move Yuan Rong used was a killing move. He wished he could stab Qiao Zhenyue through him without seeing any trace of Buddha.

A compassionate heart.

Qiao Zhenyue had shown mercy when he slapped the Zen staff just now, but he had thought that this monk was so clueless that he could only continue to fight with him.

Just when the two were in a stalemate, a Buddha's name came from far away, the sound was like a loud bell, and the words were as if they were in the ears.

"Amitabha, Leader Qiao is here. I'm sorry for the delay in greeting you. I'm sorry."

Yuan Rong and Qiao Zhenyue were all stunned. With such inner strength, the only one in the Shaolin Temple was Master Jie. They followed the sound and looked into the distance. They saw a golden light flashing towards them like a shooting star at the Shaolin Mountain Gate.

Come.

In just one cup of tea, the golden light swept in front of the two of them.

"Master Liaojie's meritorious service has been completed?" Qiao Zhenyue asked with a smile and bowed his hands.

He smiled and returned the courtesy: "It's still the state of half withered and half prosperous, far from the state of both withered and prosperous."

When Monk Shunxin heard the abbot call him Gang Leader Qiao and saw him being so polite to him, he screamed in his heart. He was afraid that the abbot would ask what happened, but the most feared thing in the world would definitely happen.

Liao Jie exchanged pleasantries with Qiao Zhenyue for a while, then turned to Yuan Rong and asked: "Yuan Rong's first seat, what's the reason for this?"

Yuan Rong raised his eyes and glanced at Yuan Ji, then turned to Abbot Jie, and said respectfully: "Abbott, it's a misunderstanding. Just now, Master Nephew Tongbei said that someone hurt my Shaolin disciples in the Shaolin realm. I was a little angry and didn't ask clearly.

There are rights and wrongs in this. Now it seems that Gang Leader Qiao definitely did not intend to hurt the disciples of Shaolin disciples."

Listening to what Yuan Rong said, Qiao Zhenyue sighed in his heart, this monk was very good at what he said and his hands were good at it. He picked it all off for himself with just one sentence and even brought the problem to himself. The skills of these monks in playing tricks are indeed extraordinary.

second to none!

"Is this happening in Tongbei?" Liaojie asked.

Tongbei did not dare to hide anything from the abbot, so he told the truth what Shun Xin said to him and how he fought with Qiao Zhenyue. After hearing this, Liao Jie nodded, looked at Shun Xin again, and asked: "Shun Xin, what do you mean, Gang Leader Qiao?"

Robbing a girl from a Shaolin brothel?”

After listening to Master Jie say the words "Shaolin brothel", although Qiao Zhenyue knew how it was possible to open a brothel on the boundary of Shaolin Temple without the abbot's permission, he still murmured in his heart: "Master Jie is a decent man, how could he do this?"

Shaolin is allowed to do this kind of thing?"


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