People are in comprehensive martial arts, start to destroy Shaolin

Zhang Wuwei turned his head and looked, this old man?Seven Injuries?Kongtong faction?

No, I have to frighten him, the only item left is the Kaba knife, it's too worthless to use on this kind of person.

Lifting his chin, he pretended to be ignorant and asked contemptuously, "Who are you?" Tang Wenliang said arrogantly, "The Five Elders of Kongtong, Tang Wenliang."

"I've never heard of it." Zhang Wuwei said casually, "If you fart, let it go."

That ignoring attitude made Tang Wenliang angry for a while.

"You." With a flick of his sleeves, Tang Wenliang said, "Seven Injuries Fist is my unique skill in Kongtong, and you actually stole it."

"I'm sure"

"What?" Zhang Wuwei pretended not to hear clearly with his ears sideways, and asked in a slightly dissatisfied tone: "Definitely what?"

Tang Wenliang is angry, he is one of the six great sects, and the famous Kongtong Five Elders in the Jianghu.

To be so contemptuous?
Just as he was about to make a move, he was grabbed by the second brother Zong Weixia next to him.

Just let this idiot go out to test it out, don't really do it.

Pointing to the eminent Shaolin monk lying on the ground pretending to be miserable, he shook his head.

Tang Wenliang looked at his second brother, then at the corpse on the ground.

A look of dissatisfaction.

But I heard Zhang Wuwei say: "It's nothing, you eat shit."

The more arrogant the Kongtong faction is, the more inaccurate they are, and the more inaccurate they are, the less likely they are to act.

"Ah!"

Tang Wenliang let out a roar, baring his teeth and claws angrily, but was held back by the other four elders.

dragged back.

Didn't you see that Shaolin was wiped out by the regiment? What's the matter with the Kongtong faction?

Dare to shout?

But this reminded Zhang Wuwei, and shouted at Kong Zhi: "Wait."

Kong Zhi's body trembled, did he regret it?
Want to leave one alone?

But Zhang Wuwei said calmly: "Come to Wudang to celebrate your birthday, why do you want to leave without leaving a present?"

"Shaolin, the majestic master of martial arts, is this how he pays his birthday?"

call--

He took a deep breath and thought it was something, as long as he didn't kill him, it was easy to say.

Kongzhi turned around and said: "Amitabha, the poor monk and others have already given away the gifts."

"Bah." Zhang Wuwei spit on the ground: "Are you fooling me?"

"You are a majestic martial artist, why don't you take some gold, silver, jewelry and other ordinary things to celebrate Zhenren Zhang's birthday?"

"Could Master Zhang be that kind of layman?"

"Are you insulting Master Zhang?"

"Insulting Zhang Zhenren is tantamount to insulting Wudang, and insulting Wudang is tantamount to insulting the entire orthodox martial arts world."

"Say, do you still want to hang out in Wulin? Do you still want to leave Wudang?"

The corner of Kongzhi's mouth twitched, causing the nearby beard to tremble slightly.

Usually he is Shaolin who puts a hat on others, but today he never thought that he would be put on a hat for his innocence.

But in order to survive, endure.

Kong Zhi bowed his head and said: "Yes, the poor monk was rude, I don't know what Zhang benefactor wants, when I return to Shaolin, will someone send it over?"

Hmph, when I return to Shaolin, will there still be some good fruit for you?
congratulations?

Wait to die.

Zhang Wuwei walked up to Kongzhi slowly, pointed at his nose and cursed, "Do you think I'm stupid?"

"Back to Shaolin, can you still send it over?"

Kong Zhi was not ashamed of being exposed to the lie at all, but said with a righteous face:

"Monks don't lie."

"I take the name of my four great monks and Shaolin's thousand-year reputation as my guarantee."

"Definitely send a congratulatory gift."

He has tried this trick a hundred times, and he has already tricked many famous young heroes.

Zhang Wuwei looked up and down the righteous Kong Zhi, and cursed again:

"You want to fart? If you don't leave some congratulatory gifts, you won't be able to leave today."

Kong Zhi collapsed immediately, and the justice on his face could no longer be maintained, he asked in a panic:
"I don't know what Zhang Shaoxia wants?"

Cursing in your heart, can't you follow the procedures of the rivers and lakes?
I have mentioned the names of the four great monks and Shaolin, so can't you show some face?

I have already lifted you from evil to little benefactor, now to Zhang Shaoxia.

Can't you save some face?

I wonder if those eminent monks who died on the ground would also agree with this idea in their hearts?

How can there be a group who destroys the younger brother and spares the leader, isn't it all just to punish the chief evil, they are the younger brother and curse a few words in grief, and then the other party laughs and leaves?
Zhang Wuwei squeezed his chin: "I heard that Shaolin 72's unique skills are extraordinary, so how about it, I won't make things difficult for you."

"Come on thirty or fifty at random, and I'll let you go."

"Impossible." Kong Zhi was so shocked that he changed his voice and shouted: "This is impossible."

He only knows thirteen kinds of Shaolin 72 unique skills, so where can Zhang Wuwei get thirty or fifty.

Besides, if he really gave it, I'm afraid he wouldn't have to go back to Shaolin if it weren't for it.

You can be killed by Shaolin on the road.

That is the foundation of their Shaolin sect.

If so many unique skills are spread, how can he be a master of martial arts in Shaolin.

"Why are you shouting so loudly?" Zhang Wuwei clasped his ears, stared at Kong Zhi's face and asked:
"Really can't?"

"Then you can't go?"

Kongzhi's face twitched, and he forced out three words: "Impossible."

What to do, he also wants to live, but he really can't give it, and he can't give it.

Zhang Wuwei babbled and said with a disappointed face, "Well, I can't give you thirty or fifty."

"Three or five, it's okay."

Kong Zhi's face twitched even faster.

This time he led the team to suppress Wudang, not to mention the failure, he also lost Kong Xing and other good players.

Originally Shaolin sent them out and they were ready to sacrifice, but that meant Zhang Sanfeng did it.

It wasn't for Zhang Wuwei who suddenly appeared.

Now his own dantian has also been broken, and all his martial arts have been lost, so there will be no future in the future.

However, he still wants to live.

After hesitating for a long time, he still took out the universe in his sleeve from his bosom.

This is his reward for leading the team, and he has not had time to study it in the future.

I'm going to hand it over to this man who he can't wait to eat his flesh raw.

Zhang Wuwei snatched the cheat book from Kong Zhi's hand, and had everything in his sleeve.

Well, judging from the name, it's not like Luohan Quan, it's not bad, it's not bad.

But, hey, how can you not squeeze it?

Flipping through it casually, he said unscrupulously, "That's it?"

He looked up at Kong Zhi: "This Shaolin, tsk tsk, seems not enough."

I don't know if it's not enough, if it's not generous enough, or if it's not enough to pay for my life.

Kong Zhi staggered angrily, looked at Zhang Wuwei viciously and said:
"This is the Shaolin 72 stunt."

"It's not an ordinary stunt, it's something you have in your sleeves."

Zhang Wuwei curled his lips: "Aren't you also one of the four great monks of Shaolin?"

"That's it?"