Chapter 37

"Junior Jia Xiaoyi, I'm here to challenge senior." Jia Xiaoyi clasped his fists and said loudly.

"Okay, okay, okay. In this case, why don't we go outside?" the sweeping monk said. After all, the place of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion is too small, and the strength of the two of them is too strong. The destructive force of the fight must be not small.

"Okay, just listen to the senior." Jia Xiaoyi agreed.

Then I saw the floor-sweeping monk, as if walking on flat ground, walking in the air, walking towards the outside of Shaolin Temple.

Every step he takes seems to be calm, but the speed is extremely fast. In the blink of an eye, he is outside the Shaolin Temple.

And Jia Xiaoyi was naturally not to be outdone, Lingbo walked up slightly, turned into a phantom, and disappeared in the eyes of everyone in the field.

Jiumozhi looked at the two people going away, feeling a little chilled.

It's okay to meet such a pervert as the sweeping monk, but to meet a young man with ridiculous strength. The most important thing is that Jia Xiaoyi indirectly saved Jiumozhi's life.

This made Jiumozhi very sad.

Jiumozhi stood up, and the Shaolin monks wanted to stop him, but after being glared at him by Jiumozhi, he withdrew.And Jiumozhi also used lightness kung fu and left here.

Xu Zhu stood on the same spot, staring blankly at the distant figures, very envious, but he is just a young novice, and the sweeping monk has not given him martial arts yet.After seeing the fact that Jia Xiaoyi is about the same age as him but has strong strength, Xu Zhu has the mentality to practice martial arts well for the first time.

Outside Shaolin Temple, it is a mess at the moment.

The abbot of Shaolin was forced to commit suicide, and most importantly, the abbot of Shaolin Xuanci had an affair with Erniang Ye of the Four Great Evil Men, and also had a child.

This is a joke.

Then Murong Bo, who had been dead for many years, came back to life, and fought with Xiao Yuanshan who was also resurrected, and then Xiao Feng and Murong Fu also participated in the battle.

The battle was very fierce, the four of them fought in the dark, and because the abbot of Shaolin committed suicide, none of the people present dared to stop the four of them.

In addition, the sweeping monk was dragged by Jiumozhi and Jia Xiaoyi to the Tibetan scripture pavilion, so there was no time to stop Murong Bo and Xiao Yuanshan.

And Xiao Feng's martial arts is obviously higher than that of Murong Fu, so after a hundred moves, Murong Fu gradually lost the wind.

When Jia Xiaoyi came out, Murong Fu had already been captured alive by Xiao Feng, while Xiao Yuanshan and Murong Bo were still fighting.

But because Murong Fu was arrested, Murong Bo's attention was attracted, so after a few tricks, Xiao Yuanshan sold a loophole to attract Murong Bo's attack, and then took advantage of his unpreparedness, directly wounded Murong Bo with all his strength.

When he was about to kill, he was shocked by the sweeping monk's pretentious way of appearing on the stage.

For a moment, the four of them also forgot about the fight.

Since the sweeping monk Zhuyu is in front, Jia Xiaoyi's appearance is not so eye-catching.

"Master!"

Seeing the sweeping monk come out, all the Shaolin monks also stood up one after another, and one of the monks, who seemed to be a little older, stepped forward and whispered in the sweeping monk's ear.

The sweeping monk waved his hand, but his eyes were on Jia Xiaoyi.

At present, the sweeping monk's mind is on Jia Xiaoyi. The loneliness of being invincible in the world is really unbearable. After finally finding an opponent, how can he give up.

Jia Xiaoyi and the sweeping monk stood opposite each other, their aura was so strong that the people in the field retreated straight away, leaving a large space for Jia Xiaoyi and the sweeping monk.

Neither of the two made a move, but were accumulating momentum.

"Go ahead."

The sweeping monk spoke slowly.

Although Jia Xiaoyi has the confidence to stand against him, after all, Jia Xiaoyi has only a short time to practice martial arts, so he is still a little impatient.

Immediately stomping his legs on the ground, his whole body was like a whirlwind, rushing to the floor sweeping monk in the blink of an eye.

Tianshan folding plum hands.

I saw Jia Xiaoyi formed a palm with one hand, flipped his wrist, channeled his internal force, and slapped the floor sweeping monk.

The sweeping monk didn't dare to be negligent, seeing Jia Xiaoyi make a move, his internal energy also surged, and his whole clothes were whistling by the internal energy.The floor-sweeping monk has stayed in the Sutra Pavilion for so many years, so Shaolin's unique skills are naturally no problem for him.

Mighty Vajra Palm!
The sweeping monk summoned his inner strength, and his right hand changed color instantly. After a while, his whole body seemed to be shrouded in a golden light, which looked full of power.

"boom."

The two phases collided, and the expected mutual retreat did not happen. Instead, Jia Xiaoyi shook his arm directly, removing the vibration of the internal force. Tianshan Zhemei continued to use his hand, turning his palm into a claw, as if there was no bone in one hand The same, directly following the sweeping monk's arm towards the top.

This is the essence of the word-twisting in the hands of Zhemei Tianshan.

Tianshan Zhemei Shou is not only a palm technique, but also a grasping technique.

Unpredictable, attacking it unprepared.

The sweeping monk obviously didn't expect Jia Xiaoyi's move, and suddenly, Jia Xiaoyi's one hand directly wrapped around him, and along the way on the sweeping monk's chest, he directly channeled his internal force, and hit the sweeping monk with his palm. superior.

"Ding."

There was a metallic sound.

"This is, the golden bell jar?"

Jia Xiaoyi has learned the iron cloth shirt, but the iron cloth shirt taught by Yan Zhendong is completely ineffective in Jia Xiaoyi's eyes, but the golden bell cover of the sweeping monk makes Jia Xiaoyi somewhat surprised Not yet.

The sweeping monk took a few steps back, and then there was a little praise in his eyes, as if he was praising Jia Xiaoyi for letting him suffer.

One hit was not effective, and Jia Xiaoyi also took a few steps back, preparing for the next attack.

I saw the internal force of the sweeping monk surging, and one hand formed a claw, and the internal force surged between the claws. Although it was invisible to the naked eye, the surge of energy could be seen.

"Take me a move of Dragon Claw Kung Fu."

Dragon Claw Kung Fu is also one of the 72 unique skills of Shaolin. With one hand forming a claw, the tiger and the tiger are like a wind, sweeping across, as if a crack has been drawn in the air.

Seeing this powerful move, Jia Xiaoyi of course didn't dare to take it head-on, after all, even if his iron shirt was still on, Jia Xiaoyi didn't dare to resist this seemingly sharp claw.

Instigating his inner strength, Beiming Zhenqi formed a transparent protective shield around Jia Xiaoyi.

Tianshan Zhemei Shou can be regarded as a martial art move that is ready for both offense and defense, three-way palm method, three-way capture method.

Seeing the sweeping monk's move, Jia Xiaoyi directly used it with his hands, and used the method of catching all the way.

But this move, Jia Xiaoyi didn't take it hard, after the single palm and Dragon Claw Kung Fu collided, Jia Xiaoyi directly removed the power of Dragon Claw Kung Fu with a clever force.

However, after all, Jia Xiaoyi was relatively short in martial arts practice and lacked experience. When he retreated, Jia Xiaoyi clearly saw that his sleeve had been broken by the sweeping monk's Dragon Claw Kung Fu.

A simple temptation, Jia Xiaoyi and the sweeping monk each made a move, and no one could do anything about it.

After the test, he made a full-strength attack. The floor sweeping monk stood in the distance and swept the broom directly, and a wave of internal force attacked Jia Xiaoyi.

As for Jia Xiaoyi, with a sweep of his sleeve, his internal force gushes out, and the two collide with each other, making a loud noise.

But Jia Xiaoyi disappeared in the same place. It turned out that when the collision happened just now, Jia Xiaoyi rushed towards the sweeping monk at an extremely fast speed.

Yang Song Tianjun.

With a move of Liuyang Palm directly, the fiery internal force made everyone present feel a little bit affected.

"Bang, bang, bang!"

There were constant sounds in the arena, and the figures of Jia Xiaoyi and the sweeping monk kept flickering.

Everyone present also looked at the situation in the field without blinking at all, as if they would miss this wonderful struggle in the blink of an eye.

(End of this chapter)

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