Green mountains stretch across Beiguo, and white water surrounds Dongcheng.
Say goodbye in here, then fight in the lonely and long way.
The thoughts of wandering in the floating clouds, the feelings of old friends at sunset.
I waved my hand and went away, the horses roared.
——"Send Off a Friend" by Li Bai
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As soon as Bai Fuxing landed on the ground, the leading monk shouted: "The wind is blowing in, and the lone wild goose is leaving the flock." As soon as he finished speaking, the seven stick monks in front of Bai Fu thrust their sticks straight at the same time. The moves were simple and unpretentious, but the speed was amazing. One person walked behind him, waiting for an opportunity.
Attack: seven strikes and one strike, the whole formation focuses on it.
Bai Fu was not polite this time. He used the "Snow Path Green Flower" move to transform into seven plum blossoms and hit the heads of the seven sticks. The seven sword flowers were born in sequence, but Bai Fu's sword speed was too fast, which made people feel
These seven flowers seemed to bloom at the same time and hit the stick head at the same time.
This move, "Snow Path and Blue Flowers," was Bai Fu's unique skill back in the day. He also used this move against the Sword Master Pei Min. He used it again today, and it was no longer Wu Xia Amen.
When the tip of Bai Fu's sword touched the head of the stick, the stick monks felt their wrists go numb, as if the stick had been poked into the stone wall. The force of the rebound made their wrists sore and they could not penetrate any further.
The seven plum blossoms on the tip of the sword carry strong energy, like a drill bit drilling into wood and stone. The two strands of yin and yang energy twist into a spiral force and spin along the stick into the wrist, invading the meridians, causing pain like tearing of the entire upper arm muscles.
The seven stick monks involuntarily withdrew their sticks and retreated, unable to launch another attack.
The people who were wandering behind Bai Fu were sure that Bai Fu would retreat. On his retreat route, he volleyed "Lone Goose One Stick" with great force. Unexpectedly, Bai Fu did not take a step back due to the hard force of the seven stick monks, and invisibly
This blow was broken. This person struck a decisive blow with his stick, directly smashing it into the air. This stick was extremely powerful, like an iron whip breaking a stone, and it hit the ground with a 'bang' sound, shattering two bluestone floor tiles.
The leading monk roared angrily, and struck with the stick with a move of "Dark Cloud Cover". Bai Fu was about to do the same, stabbing the tip of the sword towards the stick head and attacking with spiral power. Just when the tip of the sword was about to hit the stick head, the stick head suddenly
With one retraction, it was like a spring in a lock, removing the strong energy from the tip of the sword. Then, the Wu Shao stick straightened its long body and used the "white snake spitting letter" move, which was as fast as lightning and pierced the door of Bai Fu's face. Bai Fu
You can only cancel the attack and move away.
The leader of the monk, the black-tipped stick, has its root and tip pierced through each other, stretching and retracting, swallowing and spitting, as if shuttling back and forth, left and right, which is the unique skill of Shaolin stick technique, "shuttle."
The Shaolin Cudgel Sutra says: The spear can be retracted and retracted by the circle, and the cudgel can be struck with great speed. When Bai Fu was in Yizhou, he saw Jiang Yinnong's Jiang family's marksmanship. The Jiang family's marksmanship was passed down from the famous general Jiang Wei of the Three Kingdoms, and it is unparalleled. This man used the stick like
He should be a master among the stick monks in wielding a spear. When Bai Fu saw this man's extraordinary skills, he became interested. Bai Fu did not dare to be careless and concentrated on being prepared.
The leading monk shook his long stick and used it to form a spear. With a move of "three nods of the golden rooster", the head of the stick pecked at Bai Fumian's door.
Bai Fu's body was like a swimming fish. He swayed slightly to avoid the head of the stick. He exerted force on his wrist and used the "stick" technique. The blade of the sword stuck to the stick and went down directly towards the monk's fingers holding the stick.
Bai Fu's sword was very fast, and the sword's edge wiped out a spark on the stick.
The leading monk could only roll his hands to close the stick, hold the stick diagonally, squat on the side, hide under the stick, move it outward with all his strength, "Su Qin carries the sword" and then "Judge takes off his boots", two moves in succession, and put it down.
The invasion of Bai Fujianfeng.
After the sword was bounced, Bai Fu did not withdraw his sword. He was unyielding. He changed the direction of the sword, switching from cutting to cutting. He continued to stick to the stick, slid down smoothly, and then cut the monk's fingers holding the stick. The leading monk's fingers were connected.
After cutting it twice, I couldn't use my brute strength, and I became furious.
He turned over like a weird python, rolled up to avoid it, and took three steps back to keep the distance between him and Bai Fu.
Then he held the stick in one hand, exerted force on his waist and abdomen, swung the long stick, and used the "Jingde reverse pull whip" move. Taking advantage of the long weapon, he swung the stick at Bai Fu and swept away thousands of troops like a mat.
Bai Fuhao was so angry that he did not hide or dodge. He waved out his left sleeve with real energy and blocked the stick. The leading monk only felt that he could break the world with his stick, as if it hit the water, and it was so uncomfortable to feel empty.
The two strands of Gang Qi collided and burst out, like a wave of waves, splashing out and piercing through the robes of other stick monks.
The leading monk saw that all the special skills were broken by Bai Fu. He took a deep breath, and the true energy of his Dantian spread throughout his body, allowing his muscles to relax, and he used his special skill - the stick technique among the seventy-two special skills of Shaolin.
He clasped the stick in his palm, twisted it slightly between his fingers, exerted force with his thumb and index finger, and rubbed the stick between his fingers. The stick rotated rapidly in his hand, making a faint sound of wind and thunder.
When it rotates to the highest speed, the black tip stick appears iron red, like a red-hot iron rod, rolling out from the palm of the hand, like a snake coming out of the body, and going straight into Bai Fu's throat.
This stick technique was very familiar to Bai Fu. It was exactly the Lengafu tiger stick technique used by Hu Changgang to kill two kings.
Bai Fu's eyes were filled with sparkle. He tiptoed and rose up, like a feather falling on the head of the stick. Bai Fu stepped on the stick, as if riding a slide, and went down the stick, aiming the tip of his sword at the monk's eyes.
The stick was really hot. Bai Fu slid down, and the soles of his shoes were so hot that they smoked from the heat emanating from the stick.
The leading monk was even more horrified. He had never heard of such a method of breaking a stick. He opened his hands and shook off the white hair. Then he turned the stick into a whip and lifted the handle with his hands. The stick was like a living snake, soft and swaying.
Open Baifu's sword, turn it in an arc to attack, and hit Baifu's lower abdomen.
The Wushao stick is as hard as iron, but the Lenga Fu Tiger stick technique can turn it into softness around the fingers, and the stick is like a soft whip. Even if Bai Fu saw this stick technique for the second time, he still secretly praised it. Shaolin's unique skills are indeed well-deserved.
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"I know how to 'conquer strength with softness', and let you see what it means to 'conquer straightness with detour'." Bai Fu was very determined to win. He turned around and drew an arc with his sword, slashing towards the neck of the leading monk. This arc,
It seems simple, but it does contain the secret of the curve of heaven and earth. The leading monk could not avoid it, so he could only stand on a horizontal stick and use the "Monkey Moving Paddle" to block the sword blade.
Bai Fu's sword seems to be agile and elegant, but in fact it is a hidden ambush, with the strength hidden in the bones, and the aura is more than a thousand pounds.
"Dang", sticks and swords clashed, the leading monk's body shook violently, the tiger's mouth burst open, and he was unstable in holding the stick.
Bai Fu stepped on Dunjia's strange step, suddenly changed speed, and hooked his sword with murderous intent, sharp and wanton. If the leading monk did not let go of the black-shaded stick, his wrist would be broken.
In desperation, the leading monk could only abandon his stick and retreat. With a clang, the stick fell to the ground.
There was silence at the scene. The eldest disciple of the first elder of Luohan Hall, the head of the thirteen stick monks, was beaten by Bai Fu so much that he abandoned his stick on the spot. All this made the Shaolin stick monks who besieged Bai Fu unacceptable and at a loss.
If Bai Fu could be more tactful and sophisticated, he would give up when he sees fit, say "acceptance", save enough face for the other party, and go down the next level. Then explain the purpose of going up the mountain, which is just to deliver a message, and there is no possibility of theft.
Bai Fu's powerful martial arts today shocked the Shaolin monks, and perhaps there is a possibility of reconciliation with Shaolin.
But if he is really so 'sensible', then the young man's recovery will not be in vain. At this time, this young hero is arrogant and frivolous at a young age. How could he know these things? He laughs and curses all because of his youthful temper.
Shaolin disciples scolded, neglected, humiliated, and slandered, and Bai Fu had already suppressed his anger. Since he wanted to fight, he would fight until he surrendered. He didn't care whether the competition was on Shaolin's territory or not.
Bai Fu snorted coldly, raised his toes, and kicked the cudgel back to the leading monk. The monk's face changed drastically, from red to purple, from purple to black, and from black to pale. The veins in the hand holding the cudgel stood out.
, trembling violently. I heard him roar, picked up the stick, and hit his Tianling Gai with the stick.
Bai Fu thought in his heart: "No!" He looked like the wind and flew to save him, but it was already too late.