The Great Escape of Martial Arts

Chapter 107 I always keep my word

When everyone saw Huo Dou for the first time and saw him domineering, they were initially overwhelmed by him, but suddenly interrupted by Wu Zhai, the crowd burst into laughter.

Huo Dou was furious, he threw out his folding fan and hit Wu Zhai on the top of his head.

Guo Jing once fought against Huo Du in Chongyang Palace. He knew that Yin Zhiping was no match for him, so he flew out and tried to grab his folding fan.

Wu Zhai laughed and said:

"Brother Guo, wait a minute, my brother can take care of the cats and dogs!"

As he spoke, he stretched out his right hand and stretched out two fingers. Huo Dou used an old move, as if he had agreed upon it, and actually held the folding fan between his two fingers.

The heroes in the hall are unknown, so they all think:

"This Huo Dou has a lot of wind and little rain. It looks fierce and wants to take people's lives, but who knows that he holds it high and puts it down gently..."

Only a few can see the mystery clearly.

For example, Cheng Ying and Lu Wushuang, although they are not very good at martial arts, but they saw Wu Di's concocting the five ugliness in Tibet on the top of Mount Hua, so they naturally knew that this move was actually very powerful...

Jinlun Fawang said "Hey" and took a step forward. Huo Dou's expression changed in astonishment.

He quickly used his energy to regain it, but after invoking his Qi several times, his face turned purple, but the folding fan was as if it was embedded in a stone and did not move at all!

King Jinlun suddenly said:

"Hurry up!"

Huo Dou didn't understand why, but he thought that the teacher's order must not be disobeyed, so he had to obey it.

He used all his strength to grab back the folding fan before, if he let go rashly, he would definitely be hurt, so he can only withdraw his internal strength first, and then let go.

However, just as Huo Du's internal energy was retreating, a huge force suddenly came from the folding fan, carrying his own internal energy and rushing straight down from the meridians of his arm!

Huo Dou's chest and abdomen suddenly felt as if he had been hit by a heavy hammer, and a mouthful of blood spurted out. His whole body flew out like a kite with its string broken, and hit the door frame.

Immediately, his face was like gold paper, and he was extremely tired.

Wu Zhailang said:
"I said before, within ten years, I, Yin Zhiping, will take your head. I always keep my word, but today you come here as a guest, so I will spare your life!"

Daerba strode out, picked up Huo Dou and handed it to his master, then turned to Wu Zhai and said:

"You hurt my junior brother, take your life!"

He spoke Tibetan, and Wu Zhai couldn't understand, so he raised his hand and said:

"Go ahead!"

Daerba's vajra swept across and rushed towards Wu Zhai's waist.

The pestle swung towards him, with a golden light, the vajra was extremely heavy, as soon as he made a move, the golden light came out, which shows the strength of his arm and the speed of his technique.

Wu Zhai stood still, and when the vajra was struck, he still moved forward with his right hand, but this time he only stretched out one finger!
When everyone saw that he was holding his head up, and saw that the vajra was about to blast Wu Zhai's fingers into pulp, they couldn't help but scream in surprise.

However, the vajra came into contact with the fingers, and strange things happened again.

It seemed that Daerba had withdrawn his strength in a flash, and the vajra was lightly tapped on Wu Zhai's fingertips without making the slightest sound!

Standing in front of Guo Jing, watching carefully, he knew that Wu Zhai first sent out a very strong Qi from his fingertips to defuse Daerba's fierce blow, and then he used a sticky formula to suck the vajra into his fingers.

Although this move was silent, it was extremely dangerous.

From this point, Guo Jing could see that Wu Zhai possessed extremely strong internal strength, otherwise he would never have been able to do so lightly, and he thought to himself that he did not have such a technique.

So he felt relieved, took a few steps back to Huang Rong's side, and smiled at her.

Huang Rong asked in a low voice:

"Brother Jing, what's going on with Taoist Master Yin?"

Guo Jing laughed and said:

"We haven't seen each other for several years, but Brother Yin has already mastered such shocking kung fu. Don't worry, he is better than me!"

Huang Rong was shocked. Guo Jing was probably the only one who could make Guo Jing say "He is better than me". There were only five unique people in the world. How could Yin Zhiping be so powerful?
But Daerba saw that the blow didn't work, and he didn't understand what was going on, so he wanted to put away the pestle and hit again, but he couldn't pull it!
Jinlun Fawang watched clearly from the side, and suddenly shouted:
"Let go quickly!"

Da'erba's mind is pure, unlike Huo Dou's, he does what his master says.

Hearing this, he immediately let go of his hands, but although he opened his palms, the vajra seemed to grow in his palms, and it was stuck to his palms, unable to be pulled out!
Seeing that Daerba was about to follow in Huodu's footsteps, Jinlun Fawang didn't care about the dignity of a master, he didn't wait for Wu Zhai to make a move, he slapped him in the back with his palm.

However, it was too late after all.

As soon as Jinlun Fawang raised his palm, blood spurted from Daerba's mouth, and his body weighing more than 100 kilograms flew out like clouds and fog, passed through the hall, and landed in the open space outside the door.

Falling to the ground, life and death are unknown.

Wu Zhai turned around and also slammed a palm in the air, facing Jinlun Fawang's palm force.

There was a sudden "boom", and the hall was suddenly dark. It turned out that most of the candles had been extinguished by the two palms!

Wu Zhai rubbed his body in front of him, using the three-flowers-gathering palm technique, his whole body was full of majestic breath, and the top of his head was full of true energy, faintly like a cloud of flower-shaped air.

Seeing this, Ma Yu couldn't help but say in amazement:

"Zhiping has actually practiced the Three Flowers Gathering Palm Technique to such a state!"

Wang Chongyang taught students according to their aptitude, Quanzhen's seven disciples are good at different martial arts, and Ma Yu is very good at this three-flower gathering top palm technique.

The other five sons all looked over after hearing what he said.

Ma Yu sighed:

"Master once said that this set of palms has been practiced to the peak. When I strike out the palm, I will be surrounded by righteousness, and there will be dense energy gathering on the top of my head. It looks like three flowers, hence the name of the palm. For decades, I have never practiced to this state. But Zhiping has already mastered it, he is truly a genius!"

Jinlun Fawang over there was getting more and more frightened as he beat more and more. He only felt that Wu Zhai's palm was extremely strong, and each palm was heavier than the other.
"This handsome Taoist priest is not very old, but his skill is amazing?"

Knowing that he was defeated with nothing, he made a loud noise and took out a golden wheel from his arms. This golden wheel was a foot and a half long in diameter and was made of gold. There were Tibetan tantric mantras cast on the wheel and nine small balls hidden in it. , and with a flick of his hand, the sound continued for a long time.

Wu Di retracted his palms and retreated, drew out his long sword with a sound of "敪" and said:

"Golden Wheel Dharma King, you should come out with all five wheels, so as not to be in a hurry and not have time to take out the other wheels, and say that I bullied you!"

Jinlun Fawang said angrily:

"Stop talking nonsense, let's take it!"

Turning the golden wheel in his hand, there was an indescribable strange noise like forging iron, like scraping a wok, like killing a pig, like beating a dog.

The golden wheel in his palm is good at locking and holding the opponent's weapons. No matter whether it is a sword, gun, sword, halberd, spear, hammer, whip or stick, they are all tied up. If ordinary people swing their weapons and move them, they will have no weapons in their hands. How can they fight again?
Jinlun Dharma King has been immersed in this way all his life, whether he has a wheel in his hand or not, there are absolutely two realms.

He used this method to run rampant in Tibet, and he has never had an opponent. Since the creation of this set of wheel techniques, very few people have been able to catch his three moves of the golden wheel!

(End of this chapter)