People are in comprehensive martial arts, start to destroy Shaolin

And with his mid-innate cultivation base, he could deal with an acquired ninth-rank warrior.

Isn't that easy to grab?

Xie Xun and Dragon Slaying Knife belong to him now.

Thinking of the happy place, the corners of Kong Xing's mouth slowly raised unconsciously.

He has seen that his bright future is beckoning to him.

Based on this alone, he has not suppressed Kongzhi and become a strong candidate for the next Fangzheng?
Hahaha.
Kong Xing flipped, jumped high, circulated innate qi, condensed on his claws.

To the side is a stone pillar more than five meters high and two meters wide.

It's just a few tricks.

Chi Chi Chi, the stone pillar was like tofu, and Kong Xing easily tore out claw marks.

He has practiced Dragon Claw Hand for many years, and he has a deep understanding of the five flavors.

There is no leakage of power at all.

These few blows were for Zhang Wuwei and for the martial arts Zhengdao present.

Remind them, he is one of the four great monks of the Kongzi generation in Shaolin.

"Okay." Zhang Wuwei said to Kongxing with a thumbs up: "Master, you are really good at martial arts."

"This dragon claw hand makes it really powerful and domineering, and it is easy to break mountains and rocks."

At this moment, everyone was fooled.

How can a person who was arrogant just now boast about emptiness?

"Haha." Kong Xing laughed proudly, "Don't worry, little benefactor, I have practiced Dragon Claw Hand for many years."

"It has already reached the heart of retracting and letting go, and it will never hurt you in the slightest."

He already felt in his heart that he had the chance to win, so he naturally wanted to pretend to be generous.

Zhang Wuwei said shyly: "Master Benevolence, I wonder if you can give me three tricks for the sake of my youth?"

Kong Xing's eyes moved, and he thought in his heart: Is there a fraud?
But he took another look at Zhang Wuwei, who was only a ninth-rank martial artist, and thought disdainfully: So what if there is a conspiracy?

With such a huge difference in strength, can they still make a mess?

Probably because I was afraid that losing would be too ugly, and I wanted to show performance.

He was probably still a teenager, and wanted to save face, so he pretended to fight with him after a while.

After all, I still want him to tell me Xie Xun's location, so don't make it too ugly.

Putting his hands together, he pretended to be sympathetic and said: "The poor monk bullies the small with the big, and it should be so."

"Just let the little benefactor make three moves. I will not dodge or evade these three moves, and I will not fight back. Let the little benefactor attack."

Zhang Wuwei applauded and shouted: "Okay, what a great master, unlike some people who only stand at the highest point of morality and criticize others."

This sentence, I don't know who I am mocking.

But who cares about a teenager's speech?All they want is the Dragon Slaying Knife.

Airness circulates true qi, the body is pressed down, and the legs are exerted.

With a "bang", his feet were deeply embedded in the square like tree roots.

And the upper body is dressed in horseback clothes, and the aura of an innate warrior erupts instantly.

The strong draft made the air whistling.

"Come on, little benefactor." Kong Xing smiled at Zhang Wuwei and said, "The poor monk is ready."

Zhang Wuwei smiled wickedly, trotted to Kongxing and said, "Okay, Master, I'm here."

Emptiness for no reason suddenly felt a palpitation in my heart.

Looking at Zhang Wuwei's running figure, it was as if he saw a big devil running towards him.

Shaking his head, he got this extremely bad feeling out of his mind.

How is it possible, he is an innate martial artist, Zhang Wuwei is only ninth rank.

What are you afraid of?
impossible.

There can be no surprises.

Zhang Wuwei quickly came in front of Kong Xing, leaned forward, and raised his right foot back high.

Then take the left foot as the center, and when the right foot reaches the highest value, it is drawn forward quickly.

Straight between the legs of emptiness
thump—

A muffled sound echoed over the square.

Countless people could not bear to turn their heads away.

Countless people's legs tightened, and their mouths made unknown hissing sounds.

Looking at the emptiness in the arena, the legs seemed to be slightly twisted.

Driven by the original standard horse stance, it has changed its shape.

His eyes widened even more, and his throat made an uh-uh sound.

Appears to be in excruciating pain.

No matter how advanced the martial arts is, the gap between the two will be even greater, unless you practice some magical skills that can shrink the yang into the abdomen.

For all men, this is a crit.

It is unbearable pain.

Zhang Wuwei slowly withdrew his right foot, he had just exhausted all his strength.

The feeling of touching, as if it was broken? ? ?
Kongxing opened his mouth and took deep breaths.

whirring—

whirring—

The scarlet eyes stared fixedly at Zhang Wuwei.

He was careless, he thought the other party was looking for an excuse to tell him Xie Xun's location.

Never thought that he would.
His emptiness must kill him, three moves, and after three moves, his emptiness must scratch Zhang Wuwei's muscles and bones bit by bit.

Let him die slowly in the unceasing howling and the unceasing torment.

Now, he wanted to endure, Kong Xing's clenched fists couldn't help trembling.

It really hurts, I really want to do it right away!

Zhang Wuwei circled around Kongxing twice, and of course most of the eyes focused on the space between his legs.

"Tsk tsk, hiss."

Zhang Wuwei gave a thumbs up to emptiness: "Master is a master after all."

"Even after being so severely injured, this horse stance is still so standard, it's amazing."

"Huhu" Kongxing took a deep breath, exhaling the stale air in his chest.

He said with hatred in his anger: "The first move, there are two more moves."

Zhang Wuwei once again stood in front of Kong Xing, leaned forward, and raised his right foot high again.

Again? ? ?

The face of emptiness is distorted.

His veins bulged, and his whole body trembled.

I don't know if it's anger or pain, maybe it's both.

As Zhang Wuwei's right foot moved forward, Kong Xing's body center of gravity kept moving backwards, and the muscles in his entire buttocks collapsed even more.

no, do not want.

His heart was screaming, and if he kicked again, it would really shatter.

Really don't, don't play anymore.

As if he heard his cry, when there was still a distance of three fingers between his legs.

Zhang Wuwei stopped his right foot.

A gust of wind passed through the pants.

Let the severe injury just received burst into pain again.

"Huh..." Kong Xing let out a long breath, I don't know if it was rejoicing, or he glanced at Zhang Wuwei in resentment.

Zhang Wuwei slowly withdrew his right leg and said, "No, no, what if it breaks and my foot falls?"

Hearing this, Kong Xing's blood pressure soared rapidly, Hao Xuan didn't directly explode his brain.

He hates it.

Why was he so careless and easily believed Zhang Wuwei?

I saw Zhang Wuwei retracting his right foot, like emptiness, and took a standard horse stance.

He shouted loudly: "Ten slaps to subdue the dragon!"

Ok? ? ?
Kong Xing's eyes widened again.

Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms? ? ?