Sleeping Arhat

Chapter 272 The Power of One Yang Finger
Wu Xian flicked straight, and several bullets of energy shot out from Deng Shi's hand, and he was hit almost halfway through the bullets.The sound of bang bang in the square was deafening, black smoke filled the air, and all that could be smelled in the nose was the gas of nitrate and gunpowder.

Wu Xian's flicking technique caught the eyes of the heroes, and everyone was astonished. With a straight flick, he could separate eight finger strengths. The strength was fast, accurate, and ruthless, and he could hit eight thunderbolt bombs at the same time. How come this magical skill has never been seen before.

Wu Xian's unique skill is naturally the unique skill "Yi Yang Zhi" of the Duan family in Dali Temple, but since the death of the master Wujue Yideng, no one has been able to practice the Yi Yang finger to such a state, so the Yi Yang finger The prestige of Yiyang Zhi gradually declined, and until now, no one remembered the prestige of Yiyang Zhi.

"Good fingering." Yang Xiao took a step, walked slowly to the front of the crowd, and applauded lightly with both hands. He had practiced the supernatural power of snapping fingers, so he naturally knew the difficulty of fingering cultivation, so he couldn't help applauding.

Wu Xian glanced at Yang Xiao, Yin Tianzheng and Wei Yixiao were dead, and Yang Xiao shot him because of them. Now that Yang Xiao took the initiative to repair it, he didn't want to argue with Yang Xiao, so he nodded his head lightly, cupped his hands and said, "Thank you Yang Zuoshi praise."

On the opposite side, several women from the Emei faction saw that Wu Xian broke the hidden weapon so easily, and they were extremely surprised. A woman Yingying stepped forward and said coldly: "This young hero of the beggar gang, this is about our Emei and that old man. I also hope that your Excellency will not become an enemy of Emei again and again, encourage the enemy's arrogance, and challenge the majesty of my Emei several times, thus breaking the friendship between Emei and the beggars, and making the two factions turn against each other."

"Bah, what kind of friendship, I think no matter which faction talks about friendship with you, Emei, you have to think carefully about whether it is worth it! Nowadays, from the head of the Emei sect to the disciples of nuns, there is no one in the Emei sect that my old man thinks highly of. Sigh... Come on, when Miejue Shitai was alive back then, he still had to talk about justice and face, but now it seems... hehe, I think the Emei faction is nothing more than that." Situ Qianzhong has suffered the losses of the Emei faction twice, now let me say something After finishing, he sneered twice, and hurried into the crowd.

"Old Ghost Situ, I've finished my words, and I've calmed down, so I won't accompany you, all the little girls of the Emei Sect...You, Grandpa Situ, forgive you." Situ Qianzhong said sadly, even at the end , He didn't forget to take advantage.

"You..." When the Emei women heard Situ Qianzhong's last disrespectful words, all of them opened their almond eyes angrily, and they stood up and drew their swords one after another. They only heard the crisp ding ding of dozens of Qingfeng unsheathed in an instant, and they were about to charge Go out to chase Situ Qianzhong.

I only heard a few clear and clear sentences, like a clear spring flowing like a lark crying softly, "My fellow disciples, like those little people who only show off their tongues, they are like the flies around them, buzzing and making noise, but He can only play tricks on people with some low-level tricks, so why should we bother with him."

And Zhou Zhiruo raised her whisk slightly, her figure was slim and graceful, among the crowd of men, she looked like a fairy who had just come out of dust, and she was particularly eye-catching, and even among the girls of the Emei School, Zhou Zhiruo was the most beautiful and temperament She is such a beautiful woman, her voice is clear and moving, like water blowing cold ice, wind blowing broken jade, in addition to her appearance, she is as beautiful as a fairy, and there are thousands of heroes in the square, no one makes a sound, everyone listens intently.

Wu Xian glanced at it lightly, and he only felt that Zhou Zhiruo's aura was restrained compared to before, but she had a slightly dark and sinister feeling, and she was like a green blade in a scabbard, with one corner pulled out to hide the sharpness.Zhou Zhiruo's changes cannot escape Wu Xian's sharp eyes and keen heart.Wu Xian's feeling can never be wrong.

Zhou Zhiruo might have seen Wu Xian's gaze, her eyes were like a cold pool, she looked around the crowd, and finally stopped for a moment on Wu Xian's face, without the slightest dodge, Wu Xian was even a little dazed, he saw the confident look in Zhou Zhiruo's eyes , and a trace of resentment.

Why did Zhou Zhiruo hate herself because she lost a copy of Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms and half of Wu Mu's suicide note?

Among the wooden sheds around the square, the heroes were discussing privately. A man with a red face and short beard was dissatisfied with the way of the Emei sect, so he stood up and said: "The Emei sect competes with others in martial arts. This is how they bully the few and attack secretly. Do you win with the power of hidden weapons?"

Jingjia of the Emei School said at this time: "The way of martial arts is ever-changing. The strong win, and the weak lose. We are not pedantic scholars, and we have to follow rules and principles in everything. There are not so many rules and principles in the world."

The heroes saw that although most of the Emei sect were women, they were unreasonable and far superior to men. The red-faced and short-bearded man with his thick neck reasoned with them, but he didn't dare to approach them, he just stood in his wooden shed, Talking from a distance, I am afraid that the other party will throw the domineering and unparalleled thunderbolt at you.

He raised his voice and said, "It seems that the Emei faction will have to change its name in the future. It might as well be called the 'Explosive Pao', Pili Pala, or 'God's Big Fart Pie'!"

The heroes laughed.The disciples of the Emei group were very angry, but he stood far away, but there was nothing he could do.

Wu Xian also cleared his throat, and then said leisurely: "If you really want to use these shady methods in this martial arts competition, it's okay. Anyway, I have nothing to do. I just need to lightly point my finger to teach that Thunderbolt thunderfire bombs exploded in everyone's hands without anyone noticing, and they exploded like thunderbolts."

"Okay, haha." Everyone applauded.

Everyone in the Emei Sect had gloomy faces and remained silent.Many Emei female disciples looked at Zhou Zhiruo again, waiting for the order from the master.Zhou Zhiruo's pretty face was even more sombre, her beautiful face was frosty, like a piece of ice that would never melt.

At this time, Zhao Min looked around and saw that all the heroes were looking at the square, and no one was paying attention to the movement under the square, so she walked quietly to an ancient temple, and lightly boarded the roof, looking down at the square. The scene on the square.

Zhang Wuji also stood up, looking at the red-faced, short-bearded man.He turned his eyes to look at Wu Xian again, he wanted to defend Zhou Zhiruo and the Emei faction, so he said: "Everyone, listen to me, now is not the time to argue about these insignificant matters, everyone needs to work together before we can discuss it Come up with an appropriate method to resolve the issue of Lion King Xie and Dragon Saber."

Zhang Wuji glanced at the southeast hillside faintly, his mood was a bit complicated, Shaolin Temple refused to hand over the Chengkun villain before the Beggar Clan threatened Shaolin Temple so much, I don't know if Chengkun is really not in the temple, or there are other secrets... The foster father is alone Entering the temple at risk, did you find out that Cheng Kun was in the Shaolin Temple?
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