"Smack!"

Zhao Wouji waved his hand, grabbed the stone in his hand, turned his head to look at Su Can, and laughed: "Hahaha, who should I be, it turned out to be you bastard, the old man left you a dog's life, not only are you grateful to the old man, but you dare to come to the Tianli Sect to make trouble!" ”

"Hey, hey!" Su Can said with a smile: "You can laugh so rampantly while holding, you deserve to be the leader of the Tianli Sect!" ”

“？？”

Zhao Wuji's face changed when he heard this, and he hurriedly looked down at the stone in his hand.

"Ahh

Su Can picked up a wooden stick from the ground, jumped up, and slammed the stick on Zao Wou-Ki's head from top to bottom.

"Click!"

Zhao Wouji was beaten with a stick from Su Can, but the wooden stick in Su Can's hand shattered in response.

"Oops!"

Su Can was taken aback, and hurriedly jumped back a few steps, distancing himself from Zao Wou-ki.

And Wang Yuan was very strange when he saw this scene: "Huh? Is this congenital gangqi? Why does it look so familiar?? ”

"Hahaha! Bite off more than one can chew! ”

Su Can failed to break through Zao Wou-Ki's defenses with a stick, Zao Wou-Ki laughed, and caught up with Su Can in a flash, raising his hand and slapping Su Can's chest with a palm.

Su Can's martial arts are low, but they are only at the level of level 60, and Zhao Wouji is a level 140 big boss, where can Su Can still survive under his palm.

Seeing that Su Can was about to be slapped to death by Zao Wou-ki, suddenly Su Can's eyes darkened, and a tall and majestic body blocked Su Can's eyes.

"Amitabha!"

At this time, a Buddha horn sounded in Su Can's ears.

"Bang!!"

Zao Wou-Ki slapped Wang Yuan in the chest.

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A bright red bloodshed figure floated up on Wang Yuan's head, and he resisted Zhao Wouji's palm, and Wang Yuan's figure shook slightly.

Zhao Wuji only felt a numb wrist, and was shocked by a thick True Qi and took a step back.

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A number floated in his head.

Zhao Wouji slapped down, not only did he not hurt Su Can, but he shocked himself, and he couldn't help but be shocked, and when he looked up, he saw a big monk in a robe standing in front of Su Can, looking at him with a serious face.

Zao Wou-Ki was surprised: "Hmph! It turns out that there are also masters of Shaolin Temple, no wonder this stinky salted fish dares to come to the main altar of Tianli Sect to make trouble, when will it be your turn to intervene in the affairs of Tianli Sect? ”

"Tianli Sect hehe!" Wang Yuan smiled and said: "Lao Zhao, the reason in your mouth is hurting the heavens, our Shaolin Temple has always upheld justice, you are so cruel and vicious, since the little monk has encountered it, you have to take care of it." ”

"Then we'll have to see if you have the skills! Hahaha! ”

Zhao Wuji laughed strangely, the true qi on his body was agitated, and his right hand was like a knife, and it was inserted into Wang Yuan's heart.

Su Can was standing behind Wang Yuan, and Wang Yuan couldn't flash this move.

"Amitabha!"

Wang Yuan was not in a hurry, took a step back to protect Su Can behind him, pulled his left hand forward and made a move [Nonsense] grabbed Zao Wouji's wrist, pulled it back, bent the five fingers of his right hand, grabbed it forward, and grabbed it fiercely on Zao Wouji's chest.

【Dragon's Heart-Digging Claw】!!

This martial art is the South China Sea School, extremely ferocious, after the fusion of the Shaolin Dragon Claw Hand, the level of martial arts has been upgraded to a high level, and the power is stronger than in the past, one claw down, you can pierce the opponent's chest, is a move that Wang Yuan often uses to intimidate the opponent.

"Sting!"

But this time, Wang Yuan went down with a claw, and there was no feeling that his five fingers were easily inserted into the opponent's chest, but his five fingers shook, as if he was grasping on a stone, and he couldn't advance for half a point.

"This ......"

After failing to strike a blow, Wang Yuan frowned, and once again felt that Zao Wouji's martial arts was somewhat familiar, as if he had seen it somewhere.

At this time, Zhao Wouji, who had escaped death, had the internal strength of his right hand, broke free from Wang Yuan's grasp, and hurriedly took a few steps back, looking at Wang Yuan in horror, and his heart was also shocked.

Only those who have really fought with Wang Yuan know how terrifying Wang Yuan's attack power is, this monk not only has internal strength that shocks the past and the present, but also has arm strength that is rare in the world.

If it weren't for Zhao Wouji's innate qi protection, Fang Cai would have been directly taken out by Wang Yuan.

"And a stinky monk! Sure enough, there were two hits! ”

Zhao Wouji knew that Wang Yuan's internal strength was still above him, so he didn't dare to get close again, and with a wave of his arms, he threw the two boulders around him towards Wang Yuan.

"Do you dare to make an axe with a small skill of carving insects?"

Playing with a hidden weapon in front of Wang Yuan, Zao Wou-Ki didn't ask what Wang Yuan was doing.

On the hill, there are a lot of boulders at hand, seeing two boulders smashed towards him, Wang Yuan stretched out his arms, picked up two boulders weighing hundreds of catties on the ground, and threw them at Zhao Wou-ki.

"Bang! Bang! ”

The four boulders collided together, made a loud noise, and burst open.

"Look at the hidden weapon!"

Wang Yuan's hands did not stop, the size of the grinding plate, hundreds of catties of boulders one after another, like rain, smashed at Zhao Wouji.

Hidden weapons, pay attention to the three elements, concealment lethality and accuracy.

Concealment and precision are for higher hits, and lethality is for higher output.

Therefore, the hidden weapon is the most technical type of martial arts in the game, and usually the high-level hidden weapon exercises have the power of the peerless level.

But the technology of hidden weapons is too untechnical for Wang Yuan!

After all, Wang Yuan threw a hidden weapon, and he never had to think about such things as accuracy and lethality...... The "hidden weapon" weighing hundreds of pounds the size of the grinding disc was thrown over, how could a few not be stoned to death.

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"Oops!"

Where did Zhao Wouji see this shameless formation, he used the boulder as a killing move to smash people, but this monk actually used this boulder as a hidden weapon to level A......

Fortunately, Zao Wou-Ki's body was outstanding, and he was superb, and under Wang Yuan's continuous boulders, Zao Wou-Ki retreated again and again, and retreated to the top of the altar to avoid Wang Yuan's stormy attack.

Zhao Wuji was condescending, looked at Wang Yuan with a resentful expression, and said, "You monk, you are so unreasonable!" You will not be allowed to go back today. ”

As he spoke, Zao Wou-Ki's eyes glowed with two green lights.

Immediately afterwards, they danced on the altar.

“？？？？？”

Looking at the dancing and coquettish Zao Wou-Ki on the altar, Wang Yuan was full of question marks.

It is conceivable that the scene of a middle-aged uncle in his thirties and forties, full of evil face, standing on a high place and holding a steel pipe and complaining, is as weird as the scene.

"This thing knows that it can't beat Lao Tzu, so do you want to disgust Lao Tzu to death?" Wang Yuan muttered to himself.

But just when Wang Yuan didn't know what kind of plane Zhao Wouji was doing, Su Can walked towards the altar step by step as if he had lost his soul.

Wang Yuan glanced at Su Can, only to see that this guy's eyes were blank, the corners of his mouth were drooling, and he had words: "It's beautiful......"

"Beauty?"

Wang Yuan was even more confused, why is it beautiful? Could it be an illusion!!

Glancing at the coquettish Zao Wou-Ki, and then at Zao Wou-Ki, who was attracted step by step, Wang Yuan suddenly reacted.

Judging from the fight just now, this Zao Wou-Ki's martial arts are not too strong, except for a relatively domineering innate gangqi, there are no outstanding characteristics.

Isn't it just to defend the high point, but also to change shape, and then to throw two big stones to hit people, these methods are commonly used by Wang Yuan, and they are all weakened versions of the exercises used by Wang Yuan.

The reason why Zao Wou-ki's level is as high as level one hundred and forty is because this guy has an evil art that deceives people's minds and confuses other people's minds.

Illusion is still very effective for ordinary people, once cast, a few words can confuse those who are not strong enough to obey their own control.

But in front of Wang Yuan, such a thing as illusion was even more vain.

What kind of cultivation does Wang Yuan have? The Yijin Sutra is a great achievement and has such a miraculous skill as the Taixuan Sutra, and the internal strength cultivation is very high, which is one of the few in today's martial arts, and with the blessing of King Kong's incorruptible divine skills, Wang Yuan's concentration has already reached a very terrifying realm.

The concentration attribute is a special attribute exclusive to the disciples of Shaolin Temple, which is mainly to improve the player's resistance to control moves and illusions.

Zao Wou-ki's illusion may have confused ordinary Shaolin disciples, but in Wang Yuan's eyes, it didn't play a role at all.

Pity Zao Wou-ki's ability, his moves were suppressed by Wang Yuan, and when he met Wang Yuan, he was basically Tianke, especially this illusion, which was even more of a death by Wang Yuan.

In Su Can's eyes, Zao Wou-Ki is a bewitching and beautiful person, and in Wang Yuan's eyes, he is a mentally retarded person with a brain problem.

Wang Yuan knew that Zao Wou-ki's illusion was ineffective against him, but he didn't say anything, but he secretly took out his blade and learned Su Can's appearance, as if he was controlled by the illusion, and walked up to the altar step by step, gradually approaching Zao Wou-ki.

"Humph!"

Seeing that Wang Yuan and Su Can were attracted by their illusions. , The corners of Zao Wouji's mouth raised slightly, revealing a smile, and said proudly: "What kind of bullshit Shaolin monk, isn't it also ......?"

“duang!!!!”

Before Zao Wou-Ki finished speaking, he saw Wang Yuan suddenly smile, took out a long stick, shook it in the wind and turned it into a zhang long, the mouth of the bowl was thick, the muscles of his arms swelled, and he held the iron rod and smashed it heavily on the back of Zao Wouji's head.

Zao Wou-Ki was proud, where did he think that Wang Yuan was not confused by his illusion.

I didn't expect that such a big monk was so cunning that he would launch a sneak attack on himself.

Caught off guard, this sullen stick Zao Wou-Ki was so strong that he didn't have time to block it.

Wang Yuan went down with a stick, and Zao Wou-Ki suddenly felt that his eyes were dark.

As a boss, Zao Wou-Ki was not knocked out by a stick like an ordinary miscellaneous soldier, but he also staggered forward and fell to the ground.

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A huge number of injuries floated up, and the sad Zao Wou-Ki had a total of 1.4 million blood, and this stick went down, and Wang Yuan smashed it into red blood.

Su Can trembled, and was also relieved by Wang Yuan in the illusion, looking at Zhao Wouji on the ground with a blank face, and wondered in his heart: "Huh? What's going on? What about the girl? ”

"Hey, hey!"

A stick knocked over Zao Wou-ki, and Wang Yuan smiled.

Meow, although this Zao Wou-Ki's martial arts are not good, he can't stand the fact that people are bosses with thick blood bars, and this thing is a defensive boss, and it is very resistant to beating, if you really fight with him with one move at a time, you may have to fight when, and you have to leave the last knife to Su Can, which is even more difficult to control.

Uncle Mo and Rushuang are still setting fire back and forth, naturally it is best to fight quickly, while Zao Wou-Ki is not paying attention, it is a stick to go up, and it is the most clean and neat.

"Amitabha!"

Wang Yuansong shouted a Buddha horn, stepped forward with big feet, stepped on Zhao Wouji's back viciously, lifted his sleeves and held the stick to smash it, scolding while smashing: "I'll let you hurt heaven and reason!" I told you to be a whiner and pretend! ”

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Wang Yuan's divine soldiers were gesturing vigorously, and with a few sticks, the blood strip on Zao Wouji's head fell down at a speed visible to the naked eye, and was soon smashed into bloody skin by Wang Yuan.

When there were still more than two hundred drops of blood, Wang Yuan stepped on Zhao Wouji's back and said to Su Can: "This grandson will die soon, and the last knife will be left to you!" ”

"Okay!"

Su Can was a dignified martial champion, and his family property was confiscated by Zao Wou-Ki, and the father and son became beggars, and they were extremely resentful of Zao Wou-Ki in their hearts.

Now Wang Yuan has controlled Zao Wou-Ki and let Su Can kill him with his own hands, and Su Can can't ask for it.

But he also knew that his martial arts were low, and he couldn't break through Zao Wou-ki's innate qi at all, so he searched around, picked up a boulder, and came to Zao Wou-ki's side, and raised the stone high to smash it down.

"Poof!"

But before Su Can could leave his hand, suddenly a hidden weapon fell on Su Can's back heart, Su Can's body shook and spit blood, the boulder he lifted slid backwards, fell on his back, and fell down softly.

"Not good!"

Seeing Su Can suddenly attacked, Wang Yuan sighed in his heart and hurriedly turned his head to look.

I saw that a few zhang away in front of the altar, a monk who was also dressed in a golden robe floated in and came to Su Can's side.

"This is the master of Shaolin Temple??!!"

Seeing the monk, Wang Yuan was slightly stunned.

This monk is obviously dressed up from the same school as his own teacher, and he is a master NPC of Shaolin Temple, but Wang Yuan has never seen this person, and he is definitely not a master of the Xuanzi generation of Xuanci.

Moreover, this monk's body method is extremely fast, as if it is much stronger than ordinary Xuanzi masters, at least not weaker than Zhao Wuji.

Although there are many masters in Shaolin Temple, there are less than ten people who have such cultivation, basically Wang Yuan also knows, but this monk is tight, who is it.

Just when Wang Yuan was stunned, the monk's two fingers emitted a faint blue cold light, and it poked at Su Cantian's spiritual cover.

"Stop!"

Wang Yuan shouted, and stretched out his right hand to block above Su Can.

"Poof!!"

The monk's finger stabbed Wang Yuan's palm, and Wang Yuan suddenly felt a domineering and cold finger force coming, and sealed his palm in an instant.

"Ice is really angry? Can't you...... This refers to force! Wang Yuan frowned, and secretly used the internal force in his palm to dispel the cold.

But with this stunned effort, the monk had already imprinted a palm on Wang Yuan's chest.

"Smack!"

A palm fell, making a thunderclap-like sound, Wang Yuan was beaten and took a step back, and the true qi in his chest was slightly blocked.

"The Vajra of the Kongjian Monk is not bad?!!" The monk did not hurt Wang Yuan with one palm, his eyes widened, he muttered in horror, and poked at Wang Yuan's door with one finger.

In order to protect Su Can, Wang Yuan was hit twice in a row by this monk, and at this time, Wang Yuan had already recovered and faced the monk's finger power.

Wang Yuan's left hand was round, and his right hand was horizontally [See the Dragon in the Field], the qi wall blocked the monk's cold finger force, and then his right hand converted the finger force into [Don't use the hidden dragon], and slapped a palm on the monk's shoulder.

"Bang!"

The monk couldn't dodge and was hit by Wang Yuan's palm.

Fortunately, his finger was just to test Wang Yuan's skill, and he didn't use all his strength, otherwise this palm would be returned, and Bacheng would have been seriously injured by Wang Yuan.

"Eighteen Palms of the Dragon Descending !!"

This monk seemed to be quite afraid of the eighteen palms of the dragon, and when he saw Wang Yuan raise his hand and use two tricks to descend the dragon palm, he simply used his strength to float back, jumped to the edge of the altar, and said loudly: "Good monk, worthy of being a high-ranking disciple under the abbot of Xuanci, we will have a period later!" ”

With that, the monk took out three white beads and smashed them on the ground.

"Boom!" With a bang, the altar was shrouded in white smoke, the smoke dissipated, and the monk disappeared.

"This ...... Who the hell is this? Wang Yuan was still confused.

This monk knows that King Kong is not bad, and he must be a Shaolin disciple, but the cold finger power is definitely not the kung fu of Shaolin Temple, and looking at his reaction to the dragon palm, it seems that he has suffered a loss under the power of the eighteen palms of the dragon, when did Shaolin Temple have such a master NPC?

Why did this guy appear in the Tenrikyo religion? Why does it seem to kill Su Can to save Zao Wou-Ki? Could it be that Tianli Sect has something to do with Shaolin Temple?

The more Wang Yuan thought about it, the more frightened he became, he couldn't believe that the Shaolin Temple could be related to a man-eating cult like Tianlijiao.

Although Xuan Ci, this old guy, is a bit of a bastard, but he is definitely not a wicked person, how can he have anything to do with Tianli Sect.

"Son, what's wrong with you?"

Just when Wang Yuan was thinking wildly, Su Bao didn't know when he had woken up, trotted all the way to the altar, and picked up the dying Su Can.

Only then did Wang Yuan remember that his mission almost failed, and he hurriedly took out a bottle of instantaneous blood medicine and stuffed it into Su Can's mouth.

"Ahem!"

Su Can coughed, woke up, and the blood bar on his head returned to its original state.

"You're awake!" Wang Yuan happily picked up the boulder and handed it to Su Can and said, "Quick, kill Zao Wou-Ki, he will die immediately!" ”

Su Can stretched out his hand and was about to take the stone in Wang Yuan's hand, but as soon as he raised his hand, his face suddenly changed drastically.

"This ...... What's going on? Saying that, Su Can was about to get up, but he staggered to the ground, and at this time, Su Can's hands and feet were no longer strong.

"What's the situation?" Wang Yuan was also a little strange, and hurriedly threw a detection technique over.

I saw that there was an extra line of state at the bottom of Su Can's information: all the muscles and veins were wasted.

"Holy! No way! ”

Wang Yuan was a little stunned, the monk just now directly abolished Su Can's veins, that is to say, Su Can has now been completely reduced to a wasted person.

Not only can I no longer exert my strength with my hands and feet, but I can't even cultivate my internal strength, and I can only reach out to ask for food in the future.

"No...... I'm not a waste! I don't want to be a waster, I'm a martial champion......"

Su Can, who learned that he was already a wasted person, collapsed directly, was silent for a long time, and began to talk to himself, lying on the ground and trying to get up to prove himself, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't exert half of his strength.

"Oops......"

Seeing Su Can like this, Wang Yuan also felt sorry, from Wu Zhuangyuan to nothing, and then from nothing to a wasted person, this life is really up and down.

What's even more sad is that Su Can has become like this, he can't kill Zao Wou-Ki no matter what, and if he can't kill Zao Wou-ki, he can't join the beggar gang......

Can't even ask for food?

"Master, how can this be?" Su Bao saw that his son had become like this, and he was also panicked, shaking Wang Yuan's arm and asking.

"This has to be Zao Wou-Ki!" Wang Yuan helplessly pointed to Zao Wou-ki, who was lying on the ground with no breath intake.

"Bastard bastard, why did you hurt my son!" Su Bao angrily walked up to Zao Wou-ki, raised his foot and kicked Zao Wou-ki's head, asking as he kicked it.

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A series of forced blood deductions floated up on Zao Wou-ki's head.

Zhao Wou-Ki glanced at the angry Su Bao and asked Wang Yuandao, "Monk, can you give me a good time!" I don't want to die at the hands of such people! ”

"Who was that monk just now?" Wang Yuan asked rhetorically.

Zao Wou-Ki said weakly: "My master! ”

"Nonsense, I asked him what his name was!" Wang Yuan said angrily, if he can save him in this situation, it is either the master or his own father.

Zao Wou-Ki is such a murderous bastard, he must have no parents.

"No...... I don't know...... I really don't know! Zao Wou-Ki shook his head.

He only knew that the monk had passed on his martial arts and had single-handedly pulled up the Tianli Sect, but Zao Wou-Ki didn't know anything about the monk's identity.

"Okay, I got it!" Wang Yuan waved his hand at Su Bao and said, "Su Bao, work harder!" He is the one who killed your son! ”

"Dead bald donkey, I won't let you go!" Zhao Wou-Ki used his last strength to scold Wang Yuan, and then was trampled to death by Su Bao.

After trampling Zhao Wou-Ki to death, Su Bao was lying on the ground in rough clothes, and Su Can was still struggling there.

Wang Yuan really couldn't bear to see his father and son so miserable, so he hurriedly ran to Zao Wou-Ki and began to touch the corpse.

"Whoa!"

With a touch of his hand, the clothes on Zao Wouji's body were pulled in Wang Yuan's hands.

【Dragon Robe】

Category: Fashion

Grade: Rare

Special Effects: Clothing that can only be worn by the Ninety-Five.

Equipment Requirements: Gender: Male

Item Background: The Emperor's exclusive costume, which is extremely precious, is the best in fashion.

"Trash!"

Wang Yuan casually stuffed it into his arms.

Fashion is not a thing with any attributes, it has no other use except for being good-looking, this dragon robe is still men's clothing, and it is not okay to give it to Song Yang to wear and play.

Put away the robe and continue the search.

At this time, a book fell into Wang Yuan's hands.

"Arhat Divine Skill" (Congenital Gang Qi)

Category: Internal strength

Grade: Advanced

Introduction: One of the seventy-two stunts of Shaolin Temple.

Learning conditions: root bone 70 arm strength 62 perception 25

Exercise introduction: Shaolin Temple's seventy-two stunts in the body protection skills, practiced to the extreme, can protect the body, invulnerable.

"Rub! I'll just say that this dog's martial arts look familiar! ”

Seeing the "Arhat Divine Skill" in his hand, Wang Yuan couldn't help but say: "What kind of bullshit is congenitally angry, it turns out to be the Arhat Divine Skill of Shaolin Temple!" It seems that this thing was also taught to him by the Shaolin monk. ”

Unlike King Kong's incorruptible divine skills, which directly improve the player's basic attributes, Arhat Divine Skills is an internal skill of Shaolin Temple, which uses true qi to protect the body, and it is also a kind of horizontal practice.

When Huashan was discussing swords, Wang Yuan had seen this martial art.

Although "Arhat Divine Skill" is advanced, it is an internal skill, or a protective internal skill, which belongs to a relatively high-end Shaolin Temple stunt, although Wang Yuan can't use it, it can be sold, and it can also be sold at a good price.

Satisfied, he put the arhat magic into his bag, Wang Yuan groped around Zao Wou-Ki a few more times, and finally took out half a sheepskin on Zao Wou-ki.