312 The First Beauty of Mongolia

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Ah Da and Ah Er were both shocked and angry. Although they and Asan were not blood brothers, they were both slaves of the Ruyang Palace for many years, and their relationship was deeper than that of ordinary brothers. Seeing Asan died in Xuan Cheng's hands, his eyes immediately turned red. Now, rush over to take revenge. *

Ah Da Fang Dongbai is famous for his fast swords. Although he only has one hand left, his speed of swordsmanship remains undiminished. He first stabbed Xuan Cheng in front of him. Xuan Cheng's face was expressionless, his left hand turned his claw into a finger, and poked towards the tip of the sword.

Ah Da was taken aback for a moment, thinking that even if you can practice the Vajra Fingers, there is no reason to fight against the sharp sword. Therefore, although Xuan Cheng's two fingers are as white as jade, with a faint glittering color flowing, he doesn't care too much. , with a wicked laugh, he used his whole body skills, thinking that with this sword, he could cut off half of Xuan Cheng's palm.

The tip of the sword touched the tip of the finger, and the imaginary flesh and blood did not appear. Ah Da felt a strong force coming from the sword and could no longer move forward. Ah Da frowned, and he pushed the sword forward with all his strength, and the sword body quickly bent an exaggerated arc.

Xuan Cheng shouted loudly, and pushed his fingertips forward. The sword seemed to be a piece of paper, and it was broken every inch. Ah Da was shocked, but he was a first-class expert. Suddenly thinking of a legendary unique skill in Shaolin Temple, he couldn't help saying, "One-finger Zen!"

One-finger Chan in Shaolin Temple is an extremely profound martial art. It is difficult for ordinary monks to get a first glimpse of the door without decades of practice. Since the founding of Shaolin Temple, only a handful of them have mastered this stunt. According to legend, after training, the fingers are invincible, and they can take people's acupoints from the air, and they are all in the same direction.

All this happened in a flash, but Ah Er had already carried the Donkey Kong palm to blast Xuan Cheng's right chest. Ah Er Asan and Gang Tong are masters of the King Kong Gate in the Western Regions. In the past, Zhao Min used a trick to get Gang Xiang to plot against Zhang Sanfeng. With Zhang Sanfeng's cultivation of heaven and man, Gang Xiang was hit with a Prajna King Kong palm, and he was also seriously injured by the blast. As a result, the Wudang faction was destroyed by the hands of Zhao Min and his party who came later.

Ah Er practiced the external skills of the King Kong Gate to the peak, and then from the outside to the inside, he comprehended the superior internal skills that King Kong Gate did not have, and his internal strength surpassed the entire King Kong Gate. Even more powerful than Zhang Sanfeng, he thought that at this moment Xuan Cheng had no choice but to face it head-on. With his incomparably deep inner strength, he could not suffer any losses.

Xuan Cheng had just forced Ah Da to retreat, but at this time it was too late to dodge, so he had to raise his palm to meet him. It was the Prajna palm that he used to fight against Song Qingshu just now.

The palms intersected, and there was no reckless internal force as imagined. Ah Er only felt that his ten successful palms were like a mud ox entering the sea, as if he had been turned into nothingness. With a great strength, Ah Er shouted, and staggered backwards in embarrassment. With every step on the floor, the bluestone slabs were all shattered. When he finally stopped, he couldn't help kneeling halfway. On the ground, with a wow sound, he spit out a mouthful of blood.

"First turn the opponent's palm power into nothingness, and then take the opportunity to use the power to drive straight in. The Prajna Palm is really mysterious." Song Qingshu on the side was stunned, thinking that his Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms were trying their best to avoid confrontation with the opponent, Ah The second is more than tough, and the Vajra Palm, which is not flexible enough, wants to fight recklessly with Prajna Palm, which is really beyond its own capabilities.

"Mr. Lu, Mr. He, go and help them." Zhao Min just watched Xuan Cheng and Song Qingshu's fight, and it seemed to be the same. He didn't expect that his subordinates would fight with him, and after a face-to-face, they would be defeated so badly.

Xuan Ming Er Lao saw that Xuan Cheng raised his hands and smashed the eight heroes of the gods, killed Asan, retired Ah Da, and seriously injured Ah Er, he couldn't help but feel a little terrified, but when the master said something, the two looked at each other and had to bite the bullet and greet him.

Having learned the lessons from the past, the two elders of Xuanming naturally did not dare to be as big as before. They delusionally wanted to use the palm of Xuanming to quickly defeat the other party.

The two of them were the top experts in the world, and their brothers and sisters had been very good at joint strikes for decades. As a result, Xuan Cheng couldn't help the two for a while.

The three of them quickly formed a group. Within a radius of several meters, the wind was like a knife. Xuan Cheng was bare-handed, but he was not afraid. Instead, the old Xuanming's expression gradually became serious, and his figure became somewhat obscure.

"I also ask the national teacher to come and help." Zhao Min saw that the two elders of Xuan Ming were gradually falling into the disadvantage, although you and I were coming and going between the moves, but she knew in her heart that the two were just struggling to support, and quickly looked at Jin Lun for help. King of France.

"The county master, this..." King Jinlun looked hesitant. If his dignified Mongolian national teacher teamed up with others to fight against the enemy, even if he won, his face would be dull. What's more, with the skill shown by this Xuan Cheng, fighting alone, Falun Dafa King Jinlun was really not sure in his heart, so he was caught in a dilemma.

According to King Jinlun's original idea, although the second elder Xuanming can't compete with Xuan Cheng, but Xuancheng wants to win the second elder, I am afraid that he will have to pay a certain price. Then he will play again and face the injured Xuancheng. Increase, in this way, I have won the first person in Shaolin Temple in two hundred years alone, and spread it out, my reputation in the world will be unprecedented, and by the way, I can also faintly suppress Nalanda Temple. rather than.

"National teacher, I know you value your identity, but our mission is very important. If there is an accident, I'm afraid it's not easy to explain to the big Khan." Hua Zheng also persuaded her. Who knew he had so many plans in his heart.

Even Princess Huazheng spoke up, and King Jinlun couldn't shirk any longer, so he nodded, got up and said to Xuan Cheng, who was fighting in the field: "Lao Na is the national teacher of Mongolia, King Jinlun, and I'm here today.

It will be a while, Your Excellency, be careful. As soon as he finished speaking, three wheels flew out of his hands and spun rapidly towards Xuan Cheng.

Although Falun Dafa King Jinlun was good at plotting against others, after all, as a master of a faction, he naturally refused to sneak attack in the presence of more attacks than others, so he warned before making moves.

"National teacher, I'll leave it to you here." Hearing the whistling flywheel, the two elders Xuan Ming had a good heart to temporarily force Xuan Cheng to retreat, and immediately jumped out of the battle circle.

Seeing the two of them crossing the river and demolishing the bridge, Falun Dafa King Jinlun couldn't help scolding his mother in his heart, but the arrow had no choice but to shoot, so he had a gloomy face, holding two wheels, and continuing to attack with the three wheels flying in the sky.

The five wheels of gold, silver, copper, iron and lead are different in weight and size. The Golden Wheel Dharma King follows and throws them. When the wheels come out, they are suddenly straight and crooked. The wheels attacked from all angles were in a hurry, a little embarrassed.

"This scene of five rounds flying in unison has something in common with my swordsmanship." Song Qingshu watched for a while, but because he was outside the bureau, he vaguely understood the trajectory of the five rounds of flying.

Li Jianshu is a set of swordsmanship researched by Song Qingshu before. It uses qi to control the sword and can control the wooden sword to appear within three feet of the body, attacking the enemy in all directions. Poison Ouyang Feng was also forced into embarrassment.

But later, because Ouyang Feng woke up and realized the weakness in his character, Song Qingshu was enlightened. Nowadays, he tends to simplify the complexity, and a wooden sword is enough.

"The national teacher really deserves to be the number one expert in Mongolia. One-on-one, he has the upper hand." Seeing the situation on the field, Hua Zheng said happily.

Zhao Min has never been short of top experts, so although she is not very skilled in martial arts, her knowledge is far from Huazheng's. She saw that King Jinlun caught Xuancheng by surprise, and now she has a slight advantage, but Xuancheng has the upper hand. Cheng is like a small boat in a sea of ​​anger. Although he looks thrilling, he can save him from danger every time.

King Jinlun cannot turn his advantage into victory as soon as possible. After Xuancheng gets used to it, he may not be optimistic.

"Mr. Lu, Mr. He, go and help the national teacher." Zhao Min is a pragmatist, she doesn't care about the rules of martial arts, she adheres to the principle of taking advantage of your illness to kill you on the Mongolian grassland. Joining forces with King Jinlun, Xuan Cheng may not be able to escape and ascend to heaven.

"The princess, the national teacher has already prevailed. We are now involved, don't we not take the national teacher into account?" Lu Zhangke laughed dryly. They naturally knew the abacus of the Golden Wheel Dharma King just now, and now the feng shui takes turns. Turn, it was their turn to watch the fire from the other side.

Zhao Min's pretty face froze, and he was about to use the identity of the county master to give them an order. At this time, there were changes in the field.

After dozens of rounds of fighting, Xuan Cheng already knew the power of the five flywheels, a confident smile appeared on his face, and he no longer avoided it. Taking a deep breath, he used the Vajra Indestructible Technique, and his red and yellow robes swelled up again.

Bang bang bang!

Accompanied by a few harsh loud noises, the flywheel hit Xuan Cheng's body and all of them were bounced off. Falun Dafa King Jinlun turned pale in shock, and quickly gathered the scattered flywheels in his hand, putting the five wheels in one in front of him to guard against Xuan Cheng. Chung's next attack.

Xuan Cheng stretched out his hand and sucked the Zen stick inserted into the wall into his hand, and shouted the Buddha's name to King Jinlun: "King Dharma is a Mongolian national teacher, so the poor monk naturally dare not ask the great to confront the enemy with his bare hands. The magic wand method teaches the Dharma King Tantric magic."

"Master's martial arts are rare in his life. Lao Na originally planned to use the Dragon Elephant Prajna Kung Fu against Guo Jing, but I hope Master will evaluate it." King Jinlun held the golden wheel in one hand and waved it slowly with the other. The dharma entity of the dragon elephant emerges.

"It is said that each level of skill teaches tantric stunts that have doubled on the previous level. I wonder what level Dharma King has reached?" Xuan Cheng's expression turned solemn.

"I'm not talented, I've only reached the tenth floor." King Jinlun was modest on the surface, but he couldn't hide his delight in his heart.

Seeing that everyone in the inn was paying attention to the two of them, Song Qingshu moved in his heart and looked in the direction of Zhao Min. He saw the jade face glowing red and glowing under the sunlight, the skin on the back of the neck was more crystal clear than snow, the figure was graceful and graceful, and the waist was beautiful. Slim and soft and boneless, she couldn't help but secretly admire: "As expected, she is indeed the number one beauty in Mongolia. Such an opportunity is a rare opportunity. At this time, hijacking her is as easy as the palm of your hand..." i527()

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