"Kill!"

Laughing and laughing, laughing, laughing, laughing,

Situ Wenwu only felt that an evil fire rushed straight to the top door, and he shouted loudly at the moment, and a sword stabbed straight into the heart of Wuzen!

After all, the flesh and blood, the golden needle deserves, and this sharp blade deserves it!

No Zen punches.

Step on, put your right foot forward, bend your knees slightly, put your left arm together, and make your right fist to meet it!

A straight punch is facing the blade of the sword!

-- Arhat crossing the river.

There was another "boom" in the audience, and everyone changed color in the exclamation! But they don't have the audacity to ignore the sharp blade! This is even more a kind of contempt, extreme contempt! Situ Wenwu was full of anger, and without thinking too much, he still stabbed straight out with his sword, leaving no spare strength! The two of them were separated by a few feet, and they both went further, and the sword punched out, and it only took a moment for the fist and sword to intersect.

There was a "click" sound, the sound was crisp and bright, and the long sword was broken into several pieces!

The fist is still not stopped!

Jian Jianfu and Situ Fangwu already felt that something was wrong, but they couldn't take it back, so they had to hold an empty handle, and watched with their eyes-

That punch is on top of the sword!

A strong surge came, and the arm could not be used, and the edge of the palm and the head of the handle fell into the chest.

With a muffled snort, Situ Wenwu flew out!

"Dang Chang!" "Dang Chang!" Several soft sounds, and several broken sword squares fell on the stage.

"Ahh

He touched his chest with his hand, and his face turned pale: "What a monk!"

Carrying the scriptures to the east, trekking through mountains and rivers to purify all sentient beings, there is a famous Venerable Vadhara-

Crossing the river Arhat.

No Zen closed his fist, stood upright, and said: "Amitabha, the little monk has no Zen." ”

In the blink of an eye, the victory and defeat have been divided, and the front and back are just a breath, Situ Wenwu is not the opposite of him, the enemy of one!

There was a moment of silence, and the heavens and the earth were silent.

"No Zen! No Zen!" The cheers rang out, straight like a tsunami in the mountains, and the audience was already boiling: "No Zen! No Zen! Well played! Little monk!" There was a scream, crisp and high-pitched, that was the peony girl who forgot her feelings for a while, and then laughed and screamed! I only felt that I was drenched with joy, and everyone let out a big breath! Some people were a little disappointed, laughing and shaking their heads and sighing, and their hearts said that this was too fast, and they hadn't seen enough yet! It was not enjoyable! Fight again and again.

Once.

The chest churned, a mouthful of blood was forcibly swallowed, and the mouth and nose were full of blood!

Angry and fierce, Situ Wenwu will never stop there, just take a breather.

Suddenly, he threw the hilt of his sword, jumped onto the stage with his right hand, gritted his teeth and said, "I haven't lost yet!"

"Yes, you haven't lost yet. Wuzen lowered his arms, nodded and said, "Come on, fight again." ”

"Situ Wenwu, you have been defeated. Chen Ping took a good time, and smiled calmly: "Even if you don't admit it, you are also defeated." Situ Wenwu glanced at him coldly, sneered and shook his head: "Mr. Chen Qian, you have a kind!" Chen Ping laughed and disdained to look at him: "You are not crazy, everyone is in front of you, but you can't help but deny it." Hearing this, everyone nodded one after another, saying yes, Situ Wenwu punched people to the audience, and he was defeated, defeated!

But no one left.

This good show is not over yet, and everyone can see it.

"Wu Chan! Wu Zen! You go and fight him!" One person shouted loudly, his voice was crisp and bright, it was the peony girl! Seeing that the stupid monk hand-picked by her family was actually strong in martial arts and displayed her might, the peony girl was pleasantly surprised and greatly admired her own unique insight and extraordinary insight: "Haha! I will say! If you fight him again, he will not accept it, and you will beat him until he is convinced!" It has to be said that it is the peony girl, who fully responds to the call of the masses, and is also the voice of her heart: "Fight! Fight! Fight again! Defeat him!"

"Come on!" Wu Chan will not let everyone down, Wu Chan clenched his fist again, and said loudly: "This donor, Wu Chan's fist is heavy, you are careful, don't hurt you!" Yes, Wu Chan only wants to compete and doesn't want to hurt people, Wu Chan's words are a kind reminder, sincerely. It's true, it's not like that when I hear Situ Wenwu's ears, Situ Wenwu is also a person who wants face, and at this time, his self-esteem has been inadvertently and seriously hurt by him!

"Please!" didn't say much, Situ Wenwu only had one word to ask -

The golden needle comes out again, and it goes straight to the eyes!

The two of them are still far away, unguarded, and see that the faint golden light is imminent!

Just close your eyes.

The eyelids fell, and the golden needles were turned away and were not allowed to enter.

Wu Zen only felt that the needle fell slightly trembling, heartbeat, and did not have time to raise his eyes, and a gust of wind had reached the left shoulder and shoulder well!

"Grab" a muffled sound, right in the middle!

No meditation does not move.

"Monk! Monk!" "No Zen! No Zen!" exclaimed again, everyone didn't see the flying needle, only the monk, no Zen hit a blow, a blow, another blow! The shot was like the wind, the fan fell like rain, and in the blink of an eye, the snatching and snatching points were all in the chest, and there were dozens of strikes in the Wuzen connection!

The situation was reversed in an instant, and everyone was worried, seeing that Situ Wenwu and Wenwu were ruthless, they felt a little sorry for the little monk in shock. What's wrong? The peony girl also looked stupid, the peony girl looked at the little monk stupidly, and suddenly thought of her own brother. Brother, brother, brother is like this when he is beaten by his father, he doesn't speak when he is beaten by his father, he doesn't speak, he doesn't move, he blindly carries it: "Don't fight! Don't fight! You fight back!" The peony girl suddenly cried and screamed, and her voice was hoarse: "Fight back, you fool!

This is the method of penetrating the bone and acupoints, and no Zen should be appropriate?

Did you hit the point? Wuzen stood straight in place, no one knowing. It's the point, but there is no Zen and it doesn't move, so what if it hits? Situ Wenwu can't see it clearly. Situ Wenwu's face was gloomy, and the more he fought, the more frightened he became, and he suddenly swept it away, and he was even more annoyed! He had seen a smile on the corner of Wuzen's mouth, which seemed to be very comfortable and comfortable.

Zenlessness is enjoyment.

The strength breaks through the body, and the acupoints are controlled in an instant!

It rushed away in an instant, like a raging flood rushing through a mud dam, breaking through it in one fell swoop!

System, break, system, break, system and break, the internal flow of information is unimpeded, straight like the Yangtze River, there is no way to prevent it!

It's a wonderful feeling, intoxicated by Zen-free.

One heart is empty, I don't hear it, I don't realize that my arms are swinging together, and my fist has been sent.

The demons are eliminated, Yuyu clarifies, raises his hands to celebrate, and his heart is full of joy!

Rejoice Arhat!

Muzen smiled and threw a punch with his eyes closed.

Situ Wenwu was furious, and he drove straight into a long door, straight to the throat, and suddenly saw that his arms were out and facing the two ribs, like a flower brushing a willow. couldn't help but be shocked again, then withdrew the fan and stepped up, rubbed his body and stretched his arms to hit the middle point of the leg socket. But I don't know that at this time, there is no Zen, I don't know that my fist is unconscious, and I am also aware and conscious, and I have entered the realm of selflessness. Fan to no Zen is a style of "arhat sitting deer", the right foot is placed in the left leg socket, and the left foot will not sit at the virtual point -

Just clamp the folding fan in the middle of the left leg, and the palms will be compounded together.

Sitting on the deer, thoughtful, calm and self-appreciative, there is a famous Bindu Ravara Fallen Pavilion Venerable -

Sitting deer arhat.

Situ Wenwu gave him a belt, and his strength was uncontrollable, and he was stumbling at the moment!

"Plop" and get down on one knee!

In a fit of rage, he wanted to get up, but the fan was pumping without moving! Pumping violently, not moving! Throbbing with all his might! Still not moving! Straight as if it was cast between his legs, he couldn't move a bit! At this time, he seemed to sit on one foot, his eyes were still closed, and he was smiling as if he was unconscious. At this time, Situ Wenwu knelt on the ground and did not kneel, his face was red in a hurry, and his appearance was even more embarrassed! Kneel! Kneel! Hahahaha! Kowtow and beg for mercy!

"Ahh

I only heard two screams, one long and poignant and the other short and short!

As soon as his heart moved, the golden needle came out again! Wu Zen also felt something, but this time it was the audience where he had a heart to shoot.

In an instant, he raised his eyes suddenly, and there was a smiling face in front of him!

Wu Zen was furious, and he turned sideways and sat down suddenly!

"Click" is another crisp sound, the tail of the fan touches the hardwood on the ground, the force cannot be stopped, and the steel bone in it instantly breaks!

Pieces are scattered, bursting out!

"Ahh

Situ Wenwu fell to the ground suddenly, covering his face and rolling repeatedly: "My eyes! my eyes!

The first to bear the brunt, countless in the body, a needle straight into the left eye!

It was quiet, and it was silent, and it was as quiet as death.

One hundred and ten fragments of more than a dozen broken needles, most of them hit Situ Wenwu, and less than half of them hit Wuzen, and they did not affect others.

Only the two people in the audience screamed miserably, and the boss on the stage shouted miserably.

No Zen stupid.

At that time, I saw that the crimson blood was already between the fingers, slowly flowing out, drop by drop, dripping down.

"Ouch! Ouch!" Wuzen suddenly felt sad in his heart, annoyed and remorseful: "Wuzen is not, not has a heart, no Zen, no Zen woo-" Wuzen sat on the ground and grinned, like a child who had done something wrong. Everyone changed color one after another, and no one dared to speak for a while, but they said in their hearts, secretly saying that this was a disaster! The old men on the stage stood up one after another, and their faces were generally shocked and pale! Here they are! Here they are! Here they are! Here they are! Here are the four --

At this time, the people of the Niu family were revealed, and they were simply different!

Old Man Niu sat still, his face expressionless.

Chen Ping generally sat upright, his face calm.

The peony girl laughed and burst into the sky: "Yes, yes! This is retribution!

The accident was in the blink of an eye, and in the blink of an eye, four people came up, dressed in white linen and gezu, and jumped onto the stage together-

Or rather, the four of them were in the crowd.

didn't speak, didn't squint, hugged Situ Wenwu alone, flew down and strode away.

Everyone avoided it, and the three of them walked away quickly.

True Dragon Sect! True Dragon Sect! Everyone knows it, and they are as silent as a cicada!

There was no screaming for a while, it was still quiet, dead silence.

Woo woo woo you are crying and uncontrollable sadness!

Haha!

Sadness and joy, this is a competition that makes people laugh and cry, an absurd play.

The hero has already been born, how not to teach people to rejoice, how not to shout his name and cheer loudly!

No Zen! No Zen! No Zen!

Don't cry without Zen, all the people shout together! If you don't have Zen, you should laugh, right and wrong!

In the blink of an eye, countless people rushed to the stage! cheering, jumping and shouting, and without saying a word, they lifted Wuzen high.

Wu Chan finally flew, flying high above the crowd of people, high in the vast world. There are no flowers, only applause, applause like thunder! There are flowers, the king of flowers, and the peony girl smiles very sweetly and beautifully! No Zen! No Zen! They are all shouting Wu Zen, why? Hey! Hey! No Zen flies, no Zen can't be, what a huge power! Between the ups and downs, the heavens and the earth have been turned upside down, and when Wu Chan cried and laughed and his head was dizzy, he suddenly found it!

Little monk.