The sweeping monk also pushed out his palms and protected the monks behind him, Mu Xuan and others.

The two of them played several moves in a row, using Evian fingers and Shen fingers.

One person's figure is as fast as a ghost, and his movements are dozens of times more coquettish than Duan Yu, who is good at Lingbo Weibu. The other person is orderly, showing his kingly style with one move and one move. All the fingers that Zhao Bo exerted were blocked by the other party.

"Try your Dragon City Sword Technique!"

After Zhao Bo finished speaking, a buzzing sound came from everyone's ears. The crutches in his hand instantly separated, and a slender sword appeared in his hand.

The skill of the two of them is not different from Xuan Zi, so Zhao Bo wants to try Murong Longcheng's weapon skills again.

Murong Longcheng looked around and finally stretched out his right finger helplessly, his fingers were put together, and a sword energy burst out from his fingertips.

Uncle Zhao was stunned for a moment, smiled, turned around and threw the crutch sword in his hand in front of Mu Xuan, pointing his fingers to the sword.

The two of them touched each other's arms, as if two sharp swords collided, and the sound of jingling was endless.

Zhao Bo also records sword techniques in the Yin and Yang Record of Heaven and Earth. All martial arts in the Yin and Yang Record of Heaven and Earth follow one principle, that is, fast!

The martial arts of Murong Longcheng emphasizes grand and righteousness, and every move is full of the kingly aura.

The other party was a descendant of the Great Yan Kingdom. When he created martial arts such as the Shenhezhi, it was when Murong Longcheng was in full bloom, and the later experience was not smooth that made him decide to retreat to the world.

The two of them used their fingers as their swords, and the sword energy was everywhere, and the sword energy spread in all directions.

Everyone even felt like they saw the real sword energy around them. The cloud-headed swords were flying freely. After a full stick of incense, the sword energy began to dissipate.

The middle area with the Eighth Sebas and the Sweeping Monk as the border, which is where Zhao Bo and Murong Longcheng are located, all the stone slabs have turned into powder because they cannot withstand the internal strength of the two.

The surrounding dust was flying, and everyone could only vaguely see that the two were standing against each other.

Just as everyone was looking forward to watching the situation, the clouds in the sky suddenly changed color. They were originally white clouds, but they suddenly burst into black with the momentum in the dust.

The exciting dust was shaken by the sudden burst of momentum.

Except for the Sweeping Monk, everyone except the Eight Sebasses, looked at Murong Longcheng in front of him and couldn't help but open his mouth wide.

Two rumbling sounds came from the sky, and a white light passed by the sky, as if she wanted to split the sky.

This is electricity!

But the lightning did not fly far away!

Murong Longcheng seemed to have some attraction, and the lightning actually fell from the air and came straight towards Murong Longcheng.

Everyone looked at Murong Longcheng's mouth bathed in the lightning, with his mouth widening.

Zhao Bo smiled slightly and raised his right hand gently.

The originally extremely calm Shaolin was filled with strong winds!

As Zhao Bo raised his hand gently, a gust of wind gathered towards Zhao Bo, circling around him, carrying the dust on the ground, and finally turned into two huge tornadoes gathered behind Zhao Bo.

Everyone kept retreating and retreating to the foot of Shaoshi Mountain. They were hundreds of steps away from Zhao Bo, so they did not feel the feeling of constantly tearing and pulling.

Mu Xuan looked at the two people in front of him, one was bathed in the lightning, and the other was hurricane behind him, and he couldn't help but slowly shut his mouth.

He remembered what Zhao Bo said when he mentioned Cao Zhengchun.

From the beginning of martial arts practice to the great master, what is discovered is nothing more than the potential of the human body.

When all the meridians are opened, we will start to communicate with the world outside!

Mu Xuan might know what was going on in the realm of the land gods and immortals.

He can use the power of heaven and earth, although he is a mortal, but he is like a god!

In this way, it is a land god!

Mu Xuan was stunned and the lightning and the hurricane in front of him had already collided fiercely.

A dazzling light came from the direction of the two.

Everyone couldn't help but squint their eyes. When the light disappeared, Zhao Bo and Murong Longcheng both stood there.

Both of them had a little scattered hair, and Murong Longcheng's beard was covered with dust. As the two of them activated their internal force, the dust dissipated.

Murong Longcheng turned around and left, while Zhao Bo was tidying up his hair and cursing him secretly.

Just now, when the guy Murong Longcheng was tidying up his beard, the glitter in his eyes was a little strange.

How about it?

It's amazing to have a beard!

After a while, Uncle Zhao arrived at Mu Xuan. He did not say what the outcome of the two men were, but looked around, slowly used his internal strength, and said, "Mu Xuan is the descendant of my Sunflower Ancestor. You all walks around the world and give you some face. If you don't let me be decent, I will help you be decent!"

Although Zhao Bo's voice was soft, everyone present could hear it clearly.

As soon as he said this, fewer people were originally interested in Mu Xuan's magical skills and magical medicines.

Mu Xuan was already frightened by the protection of the Grand Master. Now he has another master in the realm of the land gods...

They have seen the scenes of the battle between Sunflower Ancestor and Murong Longcheng just now.

It’s lightning and hurricane, who can withstand this?

Be honest!

but……

Is Shaolin amazing enough? There are people thinking about Shaolin Sutra Pavilion every day!

With the same principle as this, some guys are terrified of their worries!

Uncle Zhao looked at Mu Xuan in front of him, and could not hide his appreciation. He gently patted Mu Xuan on the shoulder. "You can break through to the level of a master, and you can't be proud. Just like you, I can crush a group with just one finger!"

After saying that, he did not give Mu Xuan a chance to refute, Zhao Bo pointed at the Taoist Baishun in front of him and Ouyang Feng. "In two years, I want you to kill them with your own hands and Murong Bo! You have the confidence to do it!"

Mu Xuan nodded without thinking.

Zhao Bo can help Mu Xuan kill Ouyang Feng and the three Taoist Murong Bo, but let Mu Xuan do it himself. The meaning is naturally obvious. Just like letting Mu Xuan break through to the master realm, Zhao Bo is grinding Mu Xuan.

And Baishun Taoist, Ouyang Feng and Murong Bo are Mu Xuan’s whetstone!

"What to see?"

Seeing that Taoist Baishun and Ouyang Feng were about to spit out of fire, Zhao Bo immediately shouted.

"I asked you to make whetstones, but the ancestor looked down upon you! Ordinary people want to do it, but they are not qualified yet!"

Uncle Zhao laughed coldly, and after saying that, he spoke again, "The old man who was not moral, you lost to me in the last time when I competed for light skills. I will not change your martial arts name. Just stop the old bald donkey of the Eighth Division Ba for me!"

When Uncle Zhao finished speaking, everyone was wondering who he was talking to when they heard a voice coming from a distance, "Hahaha, Eighth Division Ba, this is not a big deal!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the originally restored sky changed again.

I saw the clouds in the sky slowly hovering, and a big hole formed in the middle!

Then the white clouds began to gather and sank, and a finger formed and pressed it down quickly.

The Eighth Master Ba looked solemn, threw the demon-subduing pestle in his hand to the side, folded his hands together, and there seemed to be a Buddha's phantom behind him, fighting against the finger falling from the sky.

Zhao Bo took advantage of the moment when the Eighth Division Ba converged to resist and disappeared. When he came back again, Ouyang Feng and Baishun Taoist were already lying in the same place with their chests covered.

"It's been a year or two, don't think about recovering!"

Uncle Zhao clapped his hands and nodded with satisfaction.

He was like an NPC, and he issued a mission to Mu Xuan.

Ouyang Feng, Baisan Taoist and Murong Bo are those monsters.

What he is doing now is to make Ouyang Feng and Taoist Baishu wait for Mu Xuan to come to the door honestly!

A palm that is neither light nor heavy, let them be honestly recuperate for a year or two!
Chapter completed!