No Zen is not stupid.

Wuzen can see that these people in white clothes want Wuzen's life.

They were armed with knives, guns, and sticks, and they were all at the heart of Wuzen, and they showed no mercy at all.

They are going to kill Wu Chan, just like killing the men, women, children, people, and horses of the Niu family. Wu Chan couldn't understand why they did that, but Wu Chan knew that it was not good, it was wrong, Wu Chan was already angry! No wonder Master said that there are bad people in this world, and there really are bad people in this world! If you are a good person, you must help, if you are a bad person, you should fight! If you want to fight, you will fight, Wu Zen is not afraid, Wu Zen will punch, Arhat Eighteen!

Wuzen has two masters, and the above words were said to him by Lingxiu, and Wuzen's martial arts are all taught by Lingshi. The spirit stone is not as good as the spirit show, the spirit stone is nameless, the number of people in the world who know the spirit show is countless, but there are very few people who know the spirit stone. Lingshi is a warrior monk of Nanshan Zen Buddhism, a group of wordless monks of the teaching master, how Lingshi's martial arts are known to few people outside, but everyone in Nanshan Zen knows -

Extremely high!

In terms of non-Zen, it is not the right one, but it is only two ways and three moves.

This point Wuzen is also very clear, Wuzen went down the mountain before the competition with the Lingshi master, and the defeat was called a miserable! Lingshi used a knife, Wuzen shed blood, Lingshi used a stick, Wuzen got a full head. Wu Chan was often beaten, Wu Chan often bled out, Wu Chan would cry in pain and be very injured, and Master Lingshi would not show any mercy at all: "Copper skin and iron bones? King Kong is not bad? Where is it? Why don't I see it? Get up! Fight again!"

That's not one time, that's many times, in recent years, Lingshi's attack on Wuzen has become heavier and heavier! Whenever Wuchan falls to the ground with bruises all over his body, whenever Lingshi scolds Wuzen with a cold face, all the little monks present are terrified, and the third empty-eyed old monk who is known for his iron-faced selflessness and sternness can't bear to look at it more: "It's too much, it's too much! Why do you treat Wuzen like this?" Kongbei asked Lingshi, and Lingshi only replied: "Go and ask Uncle Shizu." ”

Lingshi's uncle and ancestor is the Taishi uncle who has no Zen, the dumb monk Dinghai.

The old monk Dinghai has his own words, but Dinghai doesn't say it, and what Dinghai wants to do doesn't have to explain to anyone. In any case, Wuzen is not lacking in actual combat experience, Wuzen is not afraid of being beaten or bleeding, Wuzen is in pain or crying, but as long as Wuzen can still stand up, he will grit his teeth and rush over to fight again! Wuzen loves martial arts, not for the sake of superiority, Wuzen does not like to fight, and Wuzen has never fought with others. A joust is a joust, a fight is a joust, and in the mind of Zenlessness these are two completely different concepts.

At this moment, at this moment, this is the fight!

Wu Zen wants to help good people, Wu Zen wants to fight bad people, when it comes to fighting, Wu Zen is not afraid, just fight!

No Zen punches, eighteen Arhat boxing!

What is the martial arts of Wuzen, only Lingshi knows best.

The competition to recruit relatives is not very much, this time is the real battle of the Zen monks, the battle of fame!

The True Dragon Sect is strong and full of talents, just talking about these forty-eight envoys, everyone is experienced in a hundred battles and strong in martial arts.

Twelve envoys were sent out, just for temptation, and Situ Ye also knew that this monk was not easy to deal with.

Situ Tang has countless readers, and his eyes are like torches.

I gave it a try, and sure enough!

Wu Chan punched and kicked himself, ignoring the addition of swords and soldiers, only three or five breaths before and after, and a set of eighteen Arhat punches were completed.

Six people swam around it, and six people coughed up blood on the ground.

You can't move him, you can't hurt him, and no Zen is the steel skin and iron bones that King Kong is not bad, and everyone can see it! The knife does not leave a trace, the axe does not add to the body, and the sun and the moon run through the sun and the moon in one breath, and the Arhat is a golden body! The King Kong is not bad is the kung fu of being beaten, and the kung fu of being beaten has its own benefits since someone practices it, and if you can't break the kung fu of being beaten, you will only be beaten. What's more, Wuzen will not be beaten blindly, Wuzen also has eighteen Arhat boxing, and the eighteen Arhat boxing that is fierce and brave to move forward!

This set of boxing has been practiced for more than ten years, so that it is very familiar with it. This is a set of simple and simple boxing methods, no Zen board at a glance, and there is nothing surprising. It's simple, simple and ordinary, every punch and kick of Zen can be seen very clearly, but that is, it can't be prevented! The fists and feet of Zen are very heavy, and the lower plate of Zen is stable, but the punches and kicks of Zen are as fast as one move and one style.

Because of its simplicity and rapidity, because of its specialization and proficientness, because of its more than ten years of a set of boxing methods played thousands of times, Wuzen has been the boxing in the stable, accurate, fast, fierce four words to achieve a perfect combination, so it is impossible to prevent. And being able to do this, only those who are well versed in the way of martial arts know how difficult it is. Situ Ye is a master, well versed in the way of martial arts, and after some temptation, Situ Ye was also secretly frightened!

But it's not counted, unexpected.

"Up. Situ Ye said lightly, and twelve more people attacked with their swords and besieged!

"Bullying more and less, stinky and shameless!" The peony girl scolded secretly, and her heart blossomed! It was full of spring breeze, the corners of her eyes and eyebrows were full of laughter, and she was full of joy and couldn't speak, and she was about to go crazy with joy: "Look, look! Who is this? My family has no Zen, it is my family and I have Zen!" Seeing that the monk of Wuzen was full of power and beat a dry shrimp and crab to the point of crying wolf, the peony girl couldn't help but be overjoyed: "Heroes and heroes, killing all directions, invincible, it is difficult for ten thousand people!" I just want to cheer, but I can't move, there are a thousand words in my heart, and it is difficult to say it: "No Zen! No Zen!" Peony looked at the figure of Wu Zen fixedly, and called his name in his heart, not knowing that the real figure in front of him and the completely different figure from him in the dream had gradually coincided gradually, gradually, gradually......

She didn't know that at this time, the surface scenery of the Zen monk was also bitter. It is precisely because of the courage and fierceness of the Zen that the joint efforts of the people can not be, at this time everyone avoids its edge, and the guerrilla does not fight head-on. If you can't attack it, you will besiege it, in one word: consumption. After another set of eighteen Arhat punches, this time Wu Chan didn't even touch the corner of his opponent's clothes. The fists and feet fall where everyone retreats, the fists and feet are retracted and combined, the previously injured six envoys will join the battle group after a little pranayama, and the twenty-four envoys are like a rope will be trapped in the middle of the Zen, surrounded but not closed, there is tension and relaxation.

Wu Zen is a fierce tiger, and everyone has a way to deal with it.

No one is an opponent of Wuzen, then there is no one who is opposed to Wuzen, everyone is an opponent of Wuzen, but Wuzen cannot find an opponent. Wuzen is very depressed. It's not a joust, it's not a win, it's not a fight, it's a fight. Even if a person has the courage of ten thousand people, he is by no means the enemy of ten thousand people, not to mention that everyone only defends and does not attack and does not fight, and there is nothing to be done without Zen. What's more, Wuzen has the will to fight but no killing intent, and Wuzen will not see one person chasing and killing, and each one will be defeated.

Situ Ye was laughing, not at all unexpected.

No Zen to close the fist, straight and still.

Situ Ye couldn't laugh, it was still a little unexpected.

If you don't have Zen, you can't do anything, and if you don't have Zen, you don't know what you're going to do. Without Zen and not moving, the envoys were also helpless, no one expected that he would stop when he said stop, and if he said that he would not fight, he would not fight. Rushing over is equivalent to sending them to death, and standing in place is also dry consumption, and for a while the envoys looked at each other, and they didn't know what to do. Just now, it was still a sword and a sword, and everyone suddenly made a puppet clay sculpture, and the scene was quiet, which was a little weird.

"What's wrong?" Chen Ping put away his knife and looked at it in amazement.

Chen Ping put away the knife, Luo Zhi put away the knife, the two were good friends, and they wouldn't hurt the harmony if they used the knife.

The old man Niu closed his palm, and the four incense lords closed his hand.

The thunder is loud, the rain is small, the menacing has its appearance, and all of them are big straw bales! This is what the peony girl thinks, anyway, the peony girl can't understand it, the peony girl not only can't understand it, but also a little disappointed, and her heart says that it is good to beat and beat and kill one less and one less, and all of them are dead! The peony girl is a person who fears that the world will not be chaotic, and there is no doubt about this. There weren't many straw bales present, there was only one, and at this time, even the Wuzen monk knew it very well in his heart.

This is just the beginning, and it's early.

Situ Ye waved his hand, twenty-four envoys retreated, and twenty-four envoys advanced.

The two nets are slowly opened, one of the twelve envoys is held, and the other is held by the twelve, and the Wuzen is besieged.

The length of the net is five zhang and seven feet wide, its color is yellow and white, there is a jet-black iron thistle terrestris, it is famous: gold wire iron thistle net.

"No Zen! Run!" The peony girl finally knew that something was wrong, and shouted in her heart!

However, the net is closed, but there is no meditation to move.

Twenty-four make staggered, fast and skillful, and the double nets must be combined, overlapping and winding.

Layer upon layer, layer upon layer, and layer upon layer, he covered his head.

Wu Zen is gone, and only two feet are seen.

When the net was closed, Wu Zen moved, and Wu Zen only made one action: riding a horse and squatting on the crotch.

Squat with your legs parallel to each other and your toes parallel to each other. The knees are supported outward, the knees are not enough, the hips are adducted forward, the chest is pulled out of the back, the chest is flat and the back is round, if the hands hold the ball, the top of the head is like a line hanging.

This is a simple action, this action everyone present will, the peony woman with strong martial arts will know it, and she will only practice the money housekeeper for a few days, and even the eldest brother Fang Yin Fang Taoist who has no Zen will also. But no Zen is not Fang Yin, no Zen is no one, no Zen is no Zen. The horseback riding and squatting crotch without Zen is the real horseback riding and squatting crotch, let him be entangled in the golden net, I ride the horse and squat in the crotch, the monk takes root on the ground, and what can I do if the net is lived!

Let's look at a monk in Nanshan, breaking the golden wire net!

The double net has been tightened, and there is no Zen riding a horse and squatting on the crotch.

The twenty-four envoys shouted, Qi to Wuzen in front of him, three people held a thick rope, two nets and eight ropes, and twenty-four people shouted in unison and pulled: "Kill!"

At that moment, the iron thistle entered the flesh, and the Wuzen monk fell down violently, and blood flowed all over the ground.

Yes, Wu Chan is not Fang Yin, fortunately, this is Wu Chan and not his eldest brother Fang Yin, otherwise the consequences will be unimaginable!

Everyone couldn't move with all their strength, the iron thistle spike couldn't enter, and Wuzen rode a horse and squatted on the crotch, and didn't move a bit.

Twenty-four envoys dragged three times in a row, to no avail, and reunited to the back of Wuzen, and pulled vigorously!

People are rooted in the ground, and there is no Zen riding a horse and squatting on the crotch.

"Up, all up!" Situ Ye's face finally changed: "Don't move like a mountain, what a monk!"

The monk is from Nanshan, his martial arts have been tempered for thousands of years, and his strength can subdue the dragon and subdue the tiger, so far his true body has appeared: "Hey!"

Everyone's face changed, and they looked at Wu Zen, the twenty-four envoys were helpless, and the forty-eight people were also ordinary! Only one type of horse riding and squatting crotch, Sheng Sheng stood on the spot, the eight ropes were pulled straight, and Wu Zen was one person to resist! And under the hard pull of everyone, Wu Zen still had the strength to spare, one exhaled and opened his voice, and his shoulders shook his shoulders! Wu Zen shook to the left, and the twenty-four people stumbled! Wu Zen swayed to the right, and twenty-four people stumbled again! In an instant, forty-eight made everyone's footsteps float and his body was uncertain, and before he could stand firmly, Wuzen had already twisted his waist and swung his hips, and his arms rose up: "Ha!"

Immediately condensed like a mountain, when the wind blows the wheat waves, screaming everywhere makes the people lose their voices and shout, at the moment fall down a piece of rolling down a piece, less than half of the rope off the hand and roll to the ground, most of the staggered hands are still tightly grasping the rope! The force is not collected, the momentum is not finished, the left foot of Wuzen is the axis of the body shape will suddenly turn, the right foot is returning to the original place, it is still a type of riding horse and squatting! Only in the blink of an eye, everyone rope out of their hands, falling and tumbling in all directions, and a few people are not able to let go and then rise in the air, fluttering like a paper kite-

Isn't it the power of a giant elephant!

The golden net is still bound, there is a golden light, no one looks at the golden net, only a King Kong! The net is a pair, and the eyes are also double, under the gaze of everyone who is shocked and joyful and equally shocked, plus Situ Wenwu, who only has one eye left, stands up without Zen, and shouts loudly with his arms spread: "Open!" There was a loud sound of the golden wire mesh cracking, like a giant cocoon breaking open a gap, and then it was opened, and it was a monk in the meantime: "Go-"

The monk flung his arm slightly, as if he had taken off a tattered monk's robe.

The gold threads were broken to the ground, the iron thistles were scattered in all directions, and the silk mesh hooked a big red wedding dress and also slipped down.

Wu Zen Jing was naked, revealing strong chest muscles: "Come again! Come again! I have fought with Wu Zen again!"