I, the son of Yang Guo, abducted Zhang Sanfeng across the heavens

Chapter 34
"Boring!"

Zhang Sanfeng was pushed out with his front foot, and almost at the same time with his back foot, there was a sound of the Zen stick falling to the ground.

Everyone looked in the direction of the sound.

Among the more than 100 monks behind Kongwen, a middle-aged strong man blushed instantly when hundreds of eyes focused on him.

This is no wonder to him, Zhang Sanfeng has ruled an era for decades, almost none of today's Jianghu warriors grew up listening to Zhang Sanfeng's legend.When such a martial arts myth appeared in front of him, all the Shaolin monks were tense.

Zhang Sanfeng was pushed by Yang Gui, and took a step forward, all the monks were tense, they couldn't distinguish at all, they could only follow the survival instinct and hit with a stick.

But Zhang Sanfeng didn't go forward to attack, this Zen stick naturally fell into the empty space.

waste.

Kong Wen covered his face in pain.

You are timid before other people do it. The old monk used all the proceeds from the Shaolin Temple's land to eat and drink for you monks, and you gave the old monk this kind of wasteful virtue.

But there is no way, since it has already started, it cannot be stopped.

Kong Wen shouted loudly: "End the formation!"

He and his two juniors leaped back and merged into the formation, forming three formation eyes.

Since the formation of one hundred and eight arhats in Shaolin Temple, it has always been used for soldiers against soldiers, group against group, there is absolutely no precedent for the abbot to personally participate in the formation.

But for Zhang Sanfeng, an old man over 100 years old, Kong Wen had no choice but to be shameless.

The Arhat Formation was operating like a precision instrument, strangling towards Zhang Sanfeng.

Zhang Sanfeng stood loosely, raised his hand to hold the ball, turned left to step out, lunged and parted, performed the "wild horse split mane", and performed the "掤" tactic, like a round balloon being held down, it bounced around with force, blocking the monks and weapons all around the three-foot ball.

Turn around and hold your knees and bend your steps, take a step and bend your elbows, lunge and push, take over and swing the pipa, follow the steps and spread your hands, sit back and raise your palms, step forward and close your arms, perform the "stroke" formula, do not hang your hands, use your waist to drive your hands, and the trajectory of your wrists is a circle.

Then curl the arms upside down, raise the knees and bend the elbows, withdraw the wrong hands, sit back and push the palms, which is the tactic of "squeeze", which restricts the monk in front, and the monk behind bumps into the back of the monk in front like a headless fly, which is about to cause a stampede.

Only then did he grasp the sparrow's tail from left to right and use the Chinese character "press" to press it from top to bottom, and the sounds of "Putong" and "Putong" can be heard endlessly.

The monks fell one by one as if they were making dumplings, and then Zhang Sanfeng threw him behind with his "cloud hand". The people behind him continued to come within three feet of him.

Kong Wen was shocked.

The big formation is like Yang Gui's Jade Girl Suxin Sword back then. The power lies in the cooperation of the people in the formation. Only when you attack and block, can you exert a power far greater than the number of people in the formation.If you don't cooperate properly, it's not as good as a group of people swarming up and beating.

But with Zhang Sanfeng's Taijiquan swing, it was the first time Tiandijian had fought with someone since Taijiquan existed. He completely broke the coordination of the Arhat formation with the first move, followed by guiding with both hands, and turning around with the last hand.

The Arhat formation formed a bigger and bigger circle in Zhang Sanfeng's hands like a toy.The current Zhang Sanfeng is very ghostly, as if surrounded by a spherical protective cover made of monks, he can be described as a big man.

Every step Zhang Sanfeng took, the circle of monks he coerced became bigger and bigger. In the end, he pushed the formation of more than 100 Arhats with his own strength, and walked towards the gate of Shaolin Mountain step by step.

Zhang Sanfeng said as he walked, "Old Yang, Shaolin has a profound heritage, and the power of this Arhat formation is astonishing. I wonder if I can make it to the gate of the mountain."

Kong Wen wanted to spit on his face.

You can shut up you!

You are just short of holding our one hundred and eight monks in a ball with one hand of Tai Chi. How can you have the face to say such nonsense?

Kong Wen and the two junior brothers looked at each other, each nodded their heads, with a look of determination in their eyes.

Now they already know Zhang Sanfeng's level well, relying on crowds is definitely useless, forming an formation is just a joke, so they can only do their best.

Kong Xing let out a loud shout, tearing through the air with his sharp claws, "grabbing beads" with his left hand, and "holding clouds" with his right, and grabbed Zhang Sanfeng's two waists.

Zhang Sanfeng flashed his arm with one hand, the arm seemed to be pierced from the front to the back, and the back hair first appeared in front of Kong Xing's claws.With a flick of the hand, Shaolin 72's unique dragon claw hand was photographed aside like a shrew's hand in a fight, grabbing her face and pulling her hair. With a crisp sound of "click", both of Kong Xing's wrists were fractured.

He kept admiring in his mouth, "Old Yang, the monk of Kongxing is really amazing, his dragon claw hand is not inferior to your Aurora God Wind Claw 60 years ago."

Kong Xing's face is green. 60 years ago, he still didn't lose. Who are you scolding?
The three monks knew that this kind of sneak attack would not do anything to this supreme master, Kong Zhi took advantage of Zhang Sanfeng's counter attack and hit two important points on Tanzhong on the front of his heart and Guanyuan on the lower navel with two fingers.

This acupuncture point kung fu is actually more powerful than Zhang Sanfeng's fifth apprentice Zhang Cuishan hitting the acupuncture points with the iron judge's pen, from a long distance away, the sharp finger force has already invaded the surrounding acupuncture points.

Zhang Sanfeng turned around and moved the hammer, and hit Kong Zhi's chest, Kong Zhi felt his eyes darkened, he almost lost his breath, and his body was thrown flying three or four feet away.

Zhang Sanfeng had lingering fears in his heart, "Good 'Vajra Finger Power', the power is infinite, if you touch even half a point, you will be disabled even if you don't die!"

Just as he was speaking, he heard the "Prajna Palm" hit his head hard and fell down.Zhang Sanfeng slapped Kongwen's face with a move called "High Tanma". The 60-year-old man who slapped Kongwen did three backflips in the air, and landed on the ground covering his face with a confused face: "You hit me?"

Zhang Sanfeng was still bragging, "Master Kongwen really deserves to be the abbot of Shaolin, the inner strength of Prajna Palm is strong, it's not inferior to you and me!"

"You can pull it down."

Yang Gui couldn't bear to look at this old thing, "Look at how you have been beaten up by the abbot. Do you know how much psychological damage a big fight can cause to a young monk who is only 62 years old?"

Only then did Zhang Sanfeng look at his palm, "Hey, I'm very capable in Taijiquan. Why didn't I hit you so hard? I almost let you take my arm off when I hit you with the sea needle."

The corners of Yang Gui's mouth twitched, "Then you crossed your hands and almost opened the old man's mouth up to the ears. If you want me to say that Lao Zhang, you're fucking good at being cheap."

That's right, Yang Gui couldn't suppress Zhang Sanfeng, who had mastered Taijiquan and sword, and could only be [-]/[-] between the two of them.

Yang Gui shook his head while stepping over the monk's body lying on the ground, "It's boring, very boring. It seems that Lao Zhang's panda eyes will never be seen in this life. I thought you Shaolin's one hundred and eight arhat formations could teach Zhang Laowang a lesson, but what happened? With this little ability, it's nothing."

The monks were so angry that their eyes were red, and they wanted to get up and fight Yang Gui desperately. As a result, Zhang Sanfeng, an old man, looked loose with his punches and kicks, but his strength was evenly distributed when he was hit, and his whole body hurt everywhere. "Ouch!" The screams came and went continuously.

Yang Gui and Zhang Sanfeng swaggered all the way into the mountain gate.

The entire monastery knew about the enemy's attack, and thousands of monks in the monastery rushed up with sticks and Zen sticks. Yang Gui received punches with his face as if he was strolling in a courtyard.

The result was that the hand was broken with the shock of the fist, the weapon was broken with the shock of the weapon, and then the hand was broken with the punch again.

Yang Gui put his hands behind his back as if he was leading a trip to the countryside, and extended his condolences to the monks of Shaolin Temple: "Ah, okay, okay, don't stand up, hey, you can just lie down, just lie down, it's okay, it's too polite, there is no need to pour tea, hey, there is no need to pour tea."

Wherever he passed, the monk lay down on the ground.

Death by laughing, Yang Gui has been enlightened for 60 years, and the tortoise shell has reached its peak. Without such precious weapons as Yitian Sword and Dragon Slaying Saber, even Kublai Khan's elite Mongolian army with tens of thousands sweeping the world could not break his defense, let alone a group of bald donkeys.

"Damn it!" A huge monk said angrily, "What's so great about relying on the magical power of protecting the body? Ruokong sees that Master is still alive, and let you know that Vajra is not bad for his body!"

Yang Gui's eyes looked like he was looking at a fool, "King Kong's indestructible body is to strengthen the defense, not to build walls automatically, so how can he stop me even if he is alive?"

"Ah, this..." Monk Pang Da had nothing to say.

"What's more, just seeing the little monk's ability, you can bully Xie Xun's trash. You let him try to follow Old Zhang's trick? Give him the shit out of it."

"You...you...poof!" Monk Pang Da spewed blood, his eyes darkened, and he fell on his back.

"Can you not report my name for your bad deeds!" Zhang Sanfeng glared at Yang Gui, "Believe it or not, I will beat you first if I move the trick?"

Yang Guiyi pointed to the turtle shell on his back, "Try it, I'll lose if you beat it."

Zhang Sanfeng looked at the tortoise shell, thought about the red fist he hit when he just left the customs, and decided not to be as knowledgeable as Yang Gui.

The two old monsters entered Shaolin as if they were returning to their own home. No one could stop them from all over the temple.

The monks had no choice but to report to the three ancestors in the back mountain.

Sandu was also taken aback, they retreated for decades without leaving the mountain gate, all for the purpose of dealing with Yang Dingtian, and they never thought of daring to fight against Zhang Sanfeng, a top performer.But since Zhang Sanfeng had already called at the door at this moment, he had to make a move.

Sandu hurriedly rushed to the front of the two old monsters, the three of them sat cross-legged, and the three strange long black ropes were in place.

The three of them looked at each other, feeling uneasy.

They have comprehended this "Vajra Demon Subduing Circle" for more than [-] years. Although they only aimed to defeat Yang Dingtian at the beginning, but now, they really have the aura of being invincible in the world.

Du'e, the head of the three monks, breathed out, "Master Zhang, Immortal Gui, and Poor Monk Du'e, these two are my juniors..."

"You don't need to report your name for the trick, if you want to do it, hurry up." Yang Gui didn't think highly of these three young monks.Again, in Yitian's world, he and Zhang Sanfeng are too supermodels, so tall that no one can reach the edge.

Zhang Sanfeng put his palms horizontally on his chest calmly, and said in a low voice: "Lao Yang, be careful, these three old monks have profound Dharma and inner strength. I have heard for a long time that Shaolin's unique skills need to understand the Dharma in order to exert the strongest ability. Don't underestimate it."

Yang Gui looked at Zhang Sanfeng and gritted his teeth, "Old Zhang, you're here again, right? You said it's no small thing, and you punched him with your hands. You're killing people and you're going to be punished."

No matter how well-trained Sandu was, he couldn't help being furious, Du'e said coldly: "Since the two benefactors have such confidence, the three old monk brothers will wait for the two to break our 'Vajra Subduing Demon Circle'!"

With a sound of "swish", three strange black ropes formed a watertight circle and lay across in front of Yang Gui.

　Suddenly remembered a big bug, Guo Xiang not only saw Xiao Longnv do it, even Xiao Longnv taught her the Jade Girl swordsmanship.When I wrote the first part, I watched Shendiao write it. When I wrote the second part, I re-read Yitian's original work and found out that there was a bug in the setting.But it's not a big problem, just think of the butterfly effect brought by the traverser, because Yang Gui has been pestering Xiaolongnv to play around since she was a child, so Xiaolongnv has no time to teach Guo Xiang the sword skills.

　　
　
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