hiss!

Wu Yun took a breath of cold air again.

This martial arts is too perverted!

Whether it was his Jin Yangong or the Lingbo Weibu that he had just obtained, he was completely destroyed compared to this move of "Yun Yi".

Fast speed, intercept, erratic, and even fail to hit the attack of true qi when used...

The only weakness is that it consumes a huge amount of true qi. Even a person like Wu Yun, whose internal strength is already too deep, cannot use "Yunyi" for too long.

"Well, that is to say, Jin Yan Gong and Lingbo Weibu can be used as conventional light skills, which consumes very little for me. Yun Yi is a masterpiece of light skills!"

He thought clearly in his heart.

Three days later.

Inside the main hall of Muni Hall.

Master Kurong and Benguan, Benguan, Benxiang sat cross-legged on the cushion, Wu Yun stood on their side with his hands on his back. Duan Zhengchun, Emperor Baoding, Duan Yu and Mu Wanqing were watching from a farther place.

Soon, Benyin Abbot led a tall and burly monk into the gate outside the hall. He also said, "It's your fault for the abbot."

His voice is kind and humble, polite, and his face does not look like a strong and domineering person.

"Amitabha, I have heard of the name of the Great Wheel King for a long time. When I see you today, I am indeed very charming."

"The younger generation of the Tubo country, Jiumozhi, will meet the senior masters. There is permanence and impermanence, the two trees wither and flourish, north, south, west and east, neither fake nor empty!"

As soon as he opened his mouth, he saw a Buddhist verse, like falling into a cloud and fog.

Master Kurong was shocked and thought to himself: "The King of Dalun Ming was knowledgeable and profound, and indeed well-known. As soon as he met, he revealed the origin of the Kun Zen I was involved in."

Wu Yun didn't say anything, and first watched him pretend to behave quietly.

really!

After saying this, Jiumozhi smiled slightly, and said calmly: "The little monk once heard from his old friend Mr. Murong that the six-mechanical divine sword of Dali Duan is the best in the world. He is well-versed in martial arts in the world, but he has never seen the six-mechanical divine sword before his death, which has always been a pity. Today, the little monk wants to come to ask for a view of this sword score for his old friend."

What he said sounded sincere and seemed to be a last resort for his old friend...

As soon as he finished speaking, a clear boy's voice rang out.

"Huh? You just said that Murong Bo is dead. You ask him for help. Could it be that you will go to commit suicide on the spot and go to see him underground immediately? If so, I would admire you. Do you want me to help? I guarantee that you will leave without any pain."

Puff!

Duan Yu and Mu Wanqing behind couldn't help laughing out loud - they were young and lacked in concentration, and they didn't want to laugh in their hearts but calm on their faces like others.

Jiumozhi was pretending to behave well, but when he heard this, his face suddenly darkened. Only then did he notice that there was a young man in blue shirt standing in the corner next to Master Kurong.

He was angry, but on the surface he was very calm: "Don't you know that this little brother is a prince or prince of the Dali royal family? Don't you know that the elders are talking, so don't interrupt at will."

Wu Yun walked up and stood in the middle of the hall: "I just interrupt if I want to interrupt, how are you going?"

you……

Jiumo's wisdom and energy are formed.

At the beginning, he wanted to use Buddhist verses to fight the maneuvers first, use Buddhist principles to convince the monks of Tianlong Temple, and then perform martial arts. First, be courtesy and then fight.

Unexpectedly, this young man in blue clothes tore off his surface skills when he came up.

Jiumo Zhi sneered suddenly and ignored Wu Yun.

"I am a national teacher in Tubo, and I argue with a child with a yellow mouth. I am really attached to each other."

He looked at Master Kurong again: "Master, the stones from other mountains can attack jade. Among the 72 unique skills of Shaolin Temple, there are the three powerful fingering techniques, namely the flower-picking finger, the Duluo Leaf finger, and the Wuxiangjie finger, which are quite mutually verified with the noble school's Yiyang finger. I want to exchange this, can I?"

Master Kurong shook his head and said, "The Ming King is already proficient in the 72 unique skills of Shaolin and is also carrying the martial arts of the Tubo Daxueshan Temple. It is expected that he is invincible in this world."

Jiumozhi put his hands together and said, "The master's intention is to ask the little monk to show off his ugly actions? OK!"

After saying that, without waiting for the other party to agree, he immediately secretly activates his true energy, and his broad monk robe was automatically unwind. It seemed as if an invisible wave of air spread from his body, and prayer flags within a radius of several feet were blown to flutter and fly.

The air seemed to turn into transparent waves, rolling and undulating, visible to the naked eye.

At the same time, a hot stream of true energy burst out from his dantian and flowed along his meridians to his hands... The people who approached also felt a sense of heat.

Wu Yun had no expression on his face, but his eyes were looking at him seriously - this was the first master he really met after coming to the Tianlong World!

Although Master Kurong's internal strength should be not much different from Jiumozhi, he is old and weak, and because he practices Buddhism, he has no intention of fighting. In terms of combat power, the gap is quite large.

Sensing the powerful true energy emitted by Jiumozhi's move, Wu Yun said intimately: "In the Jin martial arts, except for the ethereal Yue Girl Sword, Tianlong is indeed the world with the highest overall combat power. Jiumozhi's martial arts are stronger than the new Five Legends of the Legend of the Condor Heroes before the Second Sword Condor Heroes."

Sudden!

Jiumozhi's right hand was in a palm shape and suddenly made a chopping move forward from the air.

Huh...boom!

A true energy flew out and rubbed violently with the air, and it burned into flames, about one foot long. At first glance, it looked like a long sword of stalwart. When you looked closely, it looked like a narrow palm shadow.

In short, it looks like a palm but not a palm, it looks like a knife but not a knife!

It is one of Jiumozhi's unique skills, the Flame Sword!

The true energy of the flame sword palm flew out of the sky, and wherever it passed, the scorching air was twisted. The red flame was shocking until it flew out more than three meters away, hitting the three pillars side by side with Gao Xiang, the thick of an adult forearm.

With a bang, a large ball of flames rose.

All the three pillars of high incense were lit, and suddenly the hall was filled with blue smoke and sandalwood.

To be honest, if it weren't for the martial arts that Wu Yun had shown before, Jiumozhi's "fire sword" palm technique today would definitely have shocked Master Kurong and Ben Yin and other four monks.

But now, it’s amazing, but it’s not shocking.

Jiumozhi was a little proud after using the flame knife.

After receiving the move, he folded his hands together and was about to say something modest to everyone's horror expression. But he was strangely able to find that the people in the hall looked "okay" and "okay" expressions, which were not as shocked as he had expected.

Um?

Jiumozhi frowned, feeling a little strange, and thought to himself.

"My martial arts skills are considered to be the most outstanding in the world. There are not many people in the world who can tie me. Murong Bo applauded this flame sword when he saw it. Why are they so calm and not surprised?"

Just when he was confused, the young man in blue-shirt who spoke again, who made him hate him extremely.

"Jiumozhi, are you playing with fire in front of me?"

What's the meaning?!
Chapter completed!