The Green Shirts in the Martial Arts Rivers and Lakes

Chapter 255
"Ten tricks? The benefactor's tone is so loud... The poor monk is showing his ugliness!"

Jiumozhi narrowed his eyes, smiled slightly, pinched the lotus flower seal in his hand, like a Bodhisattva lowering his eyebrows, raised his hand and twisted it lightly, a withered yellow leaf fell into the gap between his fingers, and there was a little compassion on Baoxiang's solemn face.

Raising his hand and flicking it, the dead leaves came straight to Chen Zhuo's face like a sharp arrow.

A leaf blinded his eyes, Jiumozhi's sleeves fell off, and the cassock on his body suddenly spread out in the wind, under the force of his movement, it looked like gold and iron, flying horizontally, breaking wood and stone wherever it passed, like a magic weapon.

"Cassock to subdue demons?"

Chen Zhuo's eyelids trembled, and the light in his eyes swelled up, until Fei Ye in front of him instantly shattered in the air.

If he wanted to get away today, he would have to do something with this monk, otherwise he would not let him go, and Murong Bo would be obsessed with the secret of ascension in the daytime, endlessly; , but there should be arrangements on the surface. He doesn't think he can hide it from the world, and it will be a matter of time before he is found out.

But premature exposure will eventually be very troublesome.

And this person in front of him is obsessed with martial arts, so he might be useful.

The flying leaves shattered, and the cassock was cut horizontally.

Chen Zhuo smiled faintly, with his arms outstretched, one foot on the ground, his figure leaned back, and he swept back in the air.

The vigor swept across, and the dead leaves were flying all over the sky.

Seeing that the cassock was getting closer and closer, Jiumozhi slashed out with his palm. The cassock, which was flying straight, immediately changed its attack and circled around Chen Zhuo like a spinning top. All tall things are cut off by the middle.

Seeing this, Chen Zhuo stabilized his feet, and a flower suddenly appeared in front of his eyes, and the cassock had been used as a hood.

The cassock is in front, followed by two fingers, and they poke several fingers like lightning, pointing at Chen Zhuo's eyebrows, throat, heart and other vital acupuncture points. .

Chen Zhuo's eyes were casual, and he lifted his left hand softly, as if he had no bones. Seeing the timing, he flicked lightly from the shadow of his fingers all over the sky, and it had already touched the Taiyuan acupoint on Jiumozhi's left hand. The situation dissipates and becomes useless.

Jiumozhi felt a numbness in his left hand and rolled his arm. The cassock was already lying between the two of them. Taking advantage of Chen Zhuo's loss of vision, he raised a finger with his right hand again, which was slightly more soothing than the previous few fingers. Pointing out, the strong internal force burst out immediately, Ling Xu passed by, and touched Chen Zhuo's chest through the cassock.

After one move, Jiumozhi retreated a few steps, the cassock was back on his body, he put his palms together, his movements were like flowing clouds and flowing water, he lowered his eyes and proclaimed the Buddha's name, and said with a smile: "Amitabha, benefactor, I have a 'joining fingers', It is already defeated!"

This is the family tradition of the Murong family.

That day in the "Huan Shi Shui Pavilion", he was taught by Chen Zhuo, and he understood this fingering technique from that painting. Recently, Murong Bo has taught him without hesitation, so his progress is extraordinary.

"You monk, can you dream in broad daylight?"

A strange laugh made Jiumozhi's face look a little more unbelievable.

Just now he saw a single finger hit with his own eyes, at least he lost his combat power, and at worst he fell to the ground and died immediately.

"Look up!"

Hearing the scolding, Jiumozhi came back to his senses in shock, his attack and defense changed instantly, the world in front of him suddenly disappeared, and a fist was already magnified rapidly in his eyes, and it was approaching.

Jiumozhi's heart was shaken, he let out a deep breath, he hastily parried, and also greeted him with his fist.

Great Vajra Fist.

The two fists collided, Jiumozhi only felt that there were thousands of mountains and seas pressing on the fists, the force was heavy, the tyranny was unimaginable, it was just based on what he saw.

Staggering on his feet, he suppressed the churning blood in his chest and abdomen, and suddenly turned his fist into a claw, using the dragon claw to pinch Chen Zhuo's wrist fiercely.

Chen Zhuo changed according to the situation, his right hand suddenly changed into an eagle claw, a crane claw, a tiger claw, and an ape palm.

Seeing that Chen Zhuo was chasing after him, he suddenly turned his palm into a knife, folded his body and purposely made an opening, taking advantage of Chen Zhuo's approach, a fiery energy emerged from the palm of his hand out of thin air, as if it was real.

"laugh!"

After one move, the saber energy pierced through the air and slashed directly at Chen Zhuo.

It is the flame knife.

Chen Zhuo seemed to have expected it a long time ago, and smiled jokingly under the facial makeup, and suddenly made a strange move.

He stabilized his feet, like leaves flying with the wind, raised his feet, and swung backwards. He swung his arms around the trend, and pressed both hands, and black air filled his body like a ball of black flames. Soaring from the feet, bursting out of the flesh and blood.

This black energy was divided again, and turned into a cloud of yin and yang qi, entrenched outside Chen Zhuo's body, yin and yang alternated, water and fire complemented each other, endlessly growing.

As soon as the saber energy was touched, it was instantly dissipated by the yin and yang energy, scattered into sparks all over the sky, the fire force splashed down, and the surrounding flames rose instantly, burning wood and grass.

Jiumozhi was completely moved now.

But I saw Chen Zhuo walking around in circles, his hands seemed to be stretched like clasped, like closed like closed, the yin and yang qi around his body were circling and moving, under the rotation, the flat ground was violently blown, and sand and stones were flying.

The surrounding flames that had been rising up, as if attracted, slanted one after another, then got rid of the burnt wood and converged towards Chen Zhuo.

When he looked again, there was a huge fireball in front of his eyes. One person in the fire performed punches and moves, raised his hands and feet, combined yin and yang, and the magic was endless.

Jiumozhi was inexplicably shocked, he only felt that the saber qi and fire energy he had released before was actually used by this person for his own use, it was similar to that of the Murong family in Gusu who used the same way to return to the other body.

No, it's more subtle.

It's just because the fire energy is fueled by the yin and yang, and its power is more than a little stronger, and it becomes more and more intense.

Murder is imminent, death is imminent.

Jiumozhi's mind trembled violently, as if he had fallen into an ice cave, there was no solemn and precious appearance on his face.

It was too late for him to retreat.

Before he knew it, the surrounding space seemed to turn into a quagmire, and everything resonated with Chen Zhuo, restricting his actions.

"What kind of martial arts is this?"

Jiumozhi strengthened his mind, and the retreat in his heart has dissipated. At this moment, only by facing up to the difficulties, can he have a glimmer of life, otherwise, there will be no place to die.

He raised his breath, concentrated his attention on it, folded his palms together with his chest, between the two palms, he could see the strong internal force gathering, looking at Chen Zhuo, his eyes were wide open, he used his strength in his palms, and desperately fought, When the empty circle is launched.

Suddenly, I saw an invisible force in my palm, rushing towards Chen Zhuo like a surging wave.

The fireball also released a burst of fire in an instant, like a waterfall striking across, two forces colliding in the air.

The stalemate didn't last a breath.

Under the two people's feet, the earth and rocks were like waves, and they bumped and trembled unexpectedly.

Jiumozhi only felt that one was going up and the other was going up, his own internal strength changed from strong to weak, but it was the opponent's attack in front of him, it was unimaginably tyrannical.

Go for another breath.

Jiumozhi's face turned from ruddy to pale, his legs went limp, his throat wriggled, and the corners of his mouth were dripping red.

Also at this moment, in the yin and yang aura, a figure walked forward step by step, then stood three feet in front of him, raised his hand and stretched out his index finger, unbiased, and lightly tapped on Jiumozhi's chest .

Jiumozhi was terrified, he had done his best now, he didn't think that the person in front of him still had more strength.

With a single mind and a single finger, he felt as if he had been hit hard in an instant.

Jiumozhi let out a muffled snort, and immediately flipped out, before he could struggle to get up, there was an extra figure in front of him.

"Monk, how many tricks have we tried?"

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