"Vajra Palm!" Xuan Bei exclaimed in surprise, but his subordinates were not in a hurry, the inner strength surged out again, and his arms came out to resist this palm.

Oops!

He Xie could see clearly, and his eyes suddenly condensed!

The old monk blocked this block, but the middle door was wide open, leaving a flaw.

Sure enough, Jiu Mozhi's seemingly powerful palm actually had its own appearance, it was just a false move. He deceived Xuan Bei to not dare to neglect, and resisted it with all his strength, but the other hand was tucked into his sleeve, but It's three shots in a row.

No phase robbery!

boom! boom! boom!

With the three muffled sounds like defeat, Xuan Bei's complexion suddenly changed, and he took three steps back in a row.

And every time he took a step back, his face became pale. After three steps, the old monk's face was like golden paper.

And Jiu Mozhi didn't take advantage of the victory to pursue, he laughed wildly, his body turned back like a top, and he floated in the center of the Buddhist temple very elegantly and lightly, his eyes were proud, his hands clasped together, and said: "Master Xuanbei's no-phase robbery finger, but this is the case. The little monk in vain paid a special visit, but he was so disappointed!"

Xuan Bei's face changed repeatedly, but finally he let out a long sigh, slowly wiped the blood from his mouth, and said, "I'm not good at learning, I have nothing to say."

He scolded Kumozhi as despicable words, but he couldn't say anything.

In fact, scolding is also in vain. The battle between the two sides is a competition of wisdom and force. Xuanbei's internal strength is deeper, and Wuxiangjie's fingers are also perfect, but they still lose.

If it wasn't for Kumozhi's mercy, he would have died on the spot.

Anyway, in He Xie's view, this result is too normal.

Moreover, if it wasn't for Kumozhi's whole-hearted pretense, he had to use his copycat's Wuxiangjie to play against Xuanbei's unique piece that Xuanbei had practiced for decades. In fact, he might have won more quickly.

"It's a pity, it's a pity!" Kumozhi sighed, "Master is a first-class master in the Central Plains, and his martial arts are even more authentic in Shaolin, but he is also so vulnerable. Has the Central Plains martial arts been on the decline?"

An invincible and lonely show.

"Amitabha!" Xuanbei couldn't help but retort, "Lao Na is just a mere old monk, and among the brothers and sisters of the Xuanzi generation in this temple, Lao Na is the least capable. If the national teacher is to measure the martial arts of the entire Central Plains by Lao Na's martial arts, it would be too much. There is a suspicion of peeking at the leopard in the tube."

"Humph!" Kumozhi sneered, "Really? Sooner or later, the little monk will go to the Central Plains for a while to be a hero in the world and see if it's like what the master said!"

After a pause, Jiu Mozhi suddenly folded his hands together and bowed slightly: "Since I have seen the great tricks of the Shaolin monk, the monk has nothing else to ask for, so I will retire, Master, there will be a future."

After saying that, Jiu Mozhi nodded slightly to He Xie, then turned and walked out.

As soon as he took two steps, Jiu Mozhi's face changed, and his face instantly flushed red, like a fire, but he was stunned, walking as usual, and slowly walked out of the temple. He flew to the side in a hurry, and "wow", a mouthful of blood spurted out.

"The old monk is so powerful!" Jiu Mozhi spurted out a mouthful of blood, and his face suddenly improved a lot.

"It seems that the Tianlong Temple group will be delayed for two days." Kumozhi thought to himself, but soon, he became proud again.

"Today, the master monk who defeated Shaolin's Xuanzi generation by the Buddha will definitely be famous in the Central Plains! I think that in the near future, in front of Nan Murong and Bei Qiaofeng, we need to add a Xikumo!"

The more he thought about it, the more excited he became. Just as he was about to take a step, he suddenly remembered something. He hurriedly bent down and took out a piece of sackcloth. Scratch a few times to restore the ground to its original state.

Jiu Mozhi smiled with satisfaction.

Perfect!

But immediately he thought of He Xie, and frowned slightly.

That's still perfect!

Kumo Zhizhi left satisfied.

In the temple, Xuan sighed, laughed at He Xie, and sighed: "The old man's skills are not as good as others, so Shaolin shamed, and the little benefactor laughed."

"How can Shaolin's glory and disgrace be determined by one-time victory or defeat?" He Xie laughed, "What's more, the Shaolin Temple is full of talented people, and there are many eminent monks who have avoided the world to join the Buddha, so that their reputation is not obvious. Master Xuanbei, you don't have to mind."

Xuanbei smiled lightly, and said, "Amitabha, the little benefactor does not need to comfort Lao Na, Lao Na is just a pity that he can't do anything about the rumors of Shaolin martial arts."

He Xie couldn't deny that he smiled and said, "I will communicate with Qihuang a little bit below. If the master doesn't mind, can you let me take the pulse for the master?"

"Oh?" Xuan Bei was slightly surprised and said with a smile: "In this way, there is a small donor Lao."

"It's okay." He Xie smiled and walked towards Xuan Bei.

Xuan Bei stretched out his hand, and He Xie just grabbed his wrist in his hand, and suddenly, a sudden change occurred!

I saw a black shadow suddenly sprang out from the back door of the Buddhist hall like a wind, and an electric shot came, pointing at Xuanbei's back!

Xuanbei was injured, so he reacted slowly, and when he noticed the sneak attack, people had already arrived at him.

Xuan Bei could have used the body protection infuriating to slightly resist, but at this moment He Xie was grabbing his wrist. The old monk was just about to use his inner strength. The thought of this would probably shock He Xie, who was taking his pulse for him. Suddenly hesitated slightly.

But between the light and the flint, even if Xuan Bei did not hesitate, it would be a life-and-death situation, UU reading www. If uukanshu.com stopped, it would be completely dead—if He Xie wasn't there.

Seeing that the black shadow was about to touch Xuan Bei's body with one finger, He Xie's eyes suddenly narrowed, and the hand that was taking the pulse for Xuan Bei suddenly turned, his inner strength surged out, and he slapped Xuan Bei's body with a "bang" The defenseless old monk slapped the shot and flew out, causing the shadow to fly into the air.

At this time, the black shadow was only two feet away from He Xie. This was a masked man with a black baotou. He Xie could even see the stunned eyes of this man.

It was too late, and it was fast, He Xie snorted softly, stepped forward abruptly, and slapped the masked man's chest with a heart-shattering palm.

The masked person was in the air, but his body was spinning like a spinning top, dodging He Xie's palm, waiting for him to react, only to hear the evil wind blowing from the back of his head, the man was startled and blocked with a backhand.

boom!

When the energy overflowed, the masked man fell to the ground with the help of his strength. As soon as he turned around, he saw an arm as straight as a sword, stabbing his throat.

The man dodged on one side, and slapped He Xie's abdomen with a backhand, but He Xie stepped on Lingbo's foot, and flashed to the man's right side, punching the man's left shoulder with a punch.

The man held out his palm to block it.

boom!

The energy exploded, and the two made moves to each other at the same time.

In just an instant, the two had exchanged seven or eight moves. What made the man in black secretly startled was that the young man in front of him had incredible martial arts. But the young man's path, he couldn't see it at all.