The Reckless Man Started by Breaking Through Shawshank

The man in gray seemed a little surprised, and raised his voice: "Old friend, why don't you know the old man?"

Jiu Mozhi still ignored it, muttered for a while, suddenly raised his hand, and shot a finger at the gray clothed man. The gray clothed man was caught off guard, and hurriedly turned sideways to dodge, but a transparent hole was still shot out of the corner of his clothes.

Seeing this, Jiu Mozhi immediately clapped his hands and laughed like a child: "Flaming knife... no way! Nianhua finger... OK!"

"Really crazy?" The man in gray frowned, and he didn't mind that the other party just attacked, and continued: "Old friend, you nianhuazhi, but I taught you, have you forgotten?"

Jiu Mozhi was stunned for a moment, his eyes fixed on the man in gray: "Mu... Murong?"

"It's this old man!" The man in gray laughed and took off the towel from his face. Murong Fu shuddered. The man was very clear-eyed and his white eyebrows were long and drooping. Isn't that the father he thought was dead?

"Daddy, you...you're not dead?"

The man in grey glanced at him with a calm expression, and said, "After so many years, I haven't made any progress!"

Murong Fu opened his mouth, just wanting to say that he has become the Marquis of Su Wu of the Great Song Dynasty, and the restoration of the country is just around the corner, but seeing that there are so many people at this time, he shut his mouth and silently received the scolding.

Seeing the gray-robed man's face, Jiu Mozhi seemed to be lost in confusion.

The man in gray was about to continue speaking when a Buddha's name suddenly came from the other side: "Amitabha, all the old things of the past were revealed to the public by this old benefactor Xiao, Lao Na died, old benefactor Murong Bo, you fake news that day, to Lao Lao The donor's family has been destroyed and all kinds of big mistakes have been made, do you have to stay out of it?"

But it was Xuanci who saw Murong Bo's appearance, and Xiao Yuanshan's face-to-face, the scandal that he had hidden for many years has been exposed, not to mention being a high-ranking monk, after today, he has no face to live in the world, so he simply confessed to Murong Bo.

Hearing this, Xiao Yuanshan's face changed greatly, and he looked straight at him: "It's you! You have been hiding in the Sutra Pavilion with me for so many years, but I didn't expect it to be the big enemy I've been thinking about day and night!"

Seeing this battle, Murong Bo didn't panic, he jumped over with a big laugh, and said, "What about me? Today at the Immortal Seeking Conference, I don't have to worry about this much anymore, Xiao Yuanshan, I was the one who killed me that day. If your family is destroyed, what can you do?"

Xiao Yuanshan immediately clenched his teeth and waved his hand, and Murong Bo naturally came up to him.

"It's up! Good!"

Wu Xingzhi's eyes lit up, and he talked about the bloody old news for a long time. If it wasn't for Xiao Fengchu's face to reunite with his father, he would have been unable to hold back the chaos in the past. At this time, Xiao Yuanshan had already started, so naturally he didn't need to wait any longer. .

He carried the Zhentian ruler and rushed straight towards the monk Xuanci.

"Bald donkey, after so long, who cares about the past of you and your concubine, don't you want revenge? Grandpa, I'll give you this chance!"

When Xuanci saw Wu Xingzhi rushing in, he snorted coldly. He had already been determined to die. The main reason for coming to Xiaojinghu this time was to get rid of this evil man. Unfortunately, there were many changes and the plan was not implemented. In this case, only Fight to the death.

He took a step forward, and a pair of fleshy palms glowed with golden light, pushing him straight.

"Wu Daxia, this is Shaolin's powerful vajra palm. Only monk Xuanci has practiced it for hundreds of years. It is extremely yang and strong, and it cannot be reckless." Wang Yuyan shouted quickly.

"Don't fight recklessly?" Wu Xingzhi smiled sternly: "It's not my Wu Xingzhi's style to be timid and timid!"

As if he hadn't heard it, the Zhentian Ruler faced it directly, only to hear a humming sound like a bell ringing, and the confrontation only lasted for a moment, and Xuanci's hands were visibly twisted and deformed to the naked eye.

"Vajra Palm?"

Another force from Wu Xingzhi's waist and abdomen spread directly to the top of the Zhentian ruler. He only heard a click. The monk Xuanci broke his hands like chopsticks. The Zhentian ruler did not lose his strength, and poked directly at Xuanci's waist. Xuanci At the moment when the confrontation failed, he pulled back, but how fast was Wu Xingzhi?

He only felt a chill in his stomach, and then there was a sharp pain, and the object in front of him quickly retreated, hitting the ground with a bang.

"But that's it! I thought he was a great character, but I didn't even try hard enough to finish it. I couldn't help but fight, it was really disappointing."

Wu Xingzhi said with dissatisfaction, seeing the other party lying on the ground, his body twisted, but there was still a trace of energy, so he directly walked over with the Zhentian ruler.

"I'll send you on your way."

"Sorry, the conditions here are poor, but there is no way to treat you and that Erniang Ye in the same way."

Chapter 90 Who the hell is this guy

"Donor, you have to forgive people and forgive others. Abbot Xuanci only has one breath left. Even if the donor doesn't do anything, he will not be able to survive. No matter what Abbot Xuanci did during his lifetime, it has been wiped out at this time."

The old monk in Tsing Yi came over at some unknown time, put his hands together, and moved towards Wu Xing to know: "Then please don't do it again."

Wu Xingzhi raised his eyebrows: "Old monk, it's you again."

He glanced at Xuanci and said with a smile, "I am actually not as brutal as you think. Since he is mortal, it is not unreasonable to leave him a whole corpse."

"but--"

He grinned and showed his white teeth, and his tone was a little excited: "Since the old monk is going to intervene in this, I don't want to let it go."

"Last time in Xiaozhulin, because you were lucky enough to let the hypocrite escape. This time, let's try again and see if you can save this monk Xuanci."

As soon as the words fell, Wu Xingzhi shot an arrow directly at him, Zhentian ruler stirred the wind, and slammed his head down at Xuanci.

"Amitabha!"

The Tsing Yi monk dodged in front of him, and an invisible wall of air appeared out of thin air.

The naked eye could see the shock of water waves in the air, Wu Xingzhi laughed: "A year later, do you think this turtle shell can still stop me?"

At the beginning, he could hardly use his physical strength, and at most he used five or six points of his strength. This was because he had mastered Taizu's Changquan. Over the past year, thanks to Wang Yuyan's help, Wu Xingzhi has already been able to exert his full strength in every move. , what's more, compared with that time, his body refining attribute has increased a bit.

The air wall, which was quite difficult to break at the time, was really just a solid tortoise shell for him now.

He only heard a low growl, the muscles all over his body tightened, and the monstrous force pressed down along the Tiantian ruler——

The invisible air wall was directly broken, and Zhen Tianchi smashed it towards the Tsing Yi monk and Xuanci with a thousand strength.

The blue-clothed monk twitched his brows. With his ability, he could have avoided this blow, but if he avoided it, Xuanci would inevitably be turned into minced meat. In this battle, he would naturally be considered a loser, so he He sighed slightly, raised his hands, and his arms that were as thin as firewood suddenly turned golden in an instant.

thump—

The ethereal sound of gold and iron communication sounded, and the palm of the hand intersected with the Tiantian ruler, as if the swords were fighting each other.

The Tsing Yi monk was slightly stunted by the strong blow, but that was all.

"Oh?"

Wu Xingzhi raised his eyebrows in surprise. He was the first person to forcefully pick up the ruler without hurting him.

The two sides accepted the move. The monk in Tsing Yi chanted a Buddha's name and said: "Donor, you don't seem to be very satisfied with the powerful diamond palm used by the abbot Xuanci. I don't know this move, what do you think?"

"It sounds good when smashed."

Wu Xingzhi squinted slightly: "You must be a good hand when you go to strike iron."

Without waiting for the Tsing Yi monk to say anything else, Wu Xingzhi waved the Tiantian ruler to greet him again.

The sound of the thumping of the thumping thumping was incessant. Although the monk in Tsing Yi had a slight advantage, he still did not retreat one step. Wu Xingzhi became more and more excited. And Tianshan Tongmao, a child, can only rely on his movement to hide and hide, but this monk can confront himself head-on, which is really refreshing!

The two fought no less than dozens of tricks. Although the monk in Tsing Yi relied on the strong vajra palm to smash the Tiantian ruler, it was only a fleshy hand blessed by his inner strength. It was a bit reluctant, but Wu Xingzhi finally caught the flaw, and the Tiantian Ruler was blocked by his hands like a black python, stabbing the opponent in the chest.

"Ugh--"

A faint sigh sounded, and Zhentian Ruler penetrated straight through the figure of the Tsing Yi monk.

"Ok?"

There was no real feeling in his hands, Wu Xingzhi took a closer look, and the figure slowly dissipated in the air.

"Amitabha."

A Buddha's name came from the side, and Wu Xingzhi quickly turned his head to look, only to see the monk standing there, holding Xuanci's body in his hand.

"Donor, let's stop here."

Wu Xingzhi tilted his head and asked, "Old monk, what kind of body technique do you have?"

"It's just a little trick before becoming a monk." The monk in Tsing Yi sighed: "If it wasn't for the hardship of the benefactor, Lao Na, as a Buddhist disciple, would definitely not use it again."

Wu Xingzhi sneered: "It's not necessary to say it on the mouth, isn't the body very honest."

"You claim to be a Buddhist disciple, so what are you doing here? Don't you Buddhists all emphasize that everything is empty? Why don't you just go back to your home and chant Buddha?"

"In the end, you and Xuanci are nothing more than the same thing."

"Sin—" The monk in Tsing Yi murmured, "I don't practice enough, so naturally I can't get rid of the desires in my heart. No matter what, I still want to fight for this immortal fate."

"Then fight again!"

Wu Xingzhi was too lazy to talk nonsense any more, so he threw himself up again with the Tiantian ruler.

The monk in Tsing Yi was holding Xuanci in one hand, but he couldn't use the powerful vajra palm any more, so he didn't raise his hand and let Zhen Tianzhu come over. Wu Xingzhi was a soft-hearted person. Instead of decreasing, it increased, and the Tsing Yi monk's figure was swept across the sound of tiger and tiger wind.

"It's this ghost body technique again!" The touch from his hand made Wu Xingzhi know that what he hit was a phantom again. To that blue shadow.

"What are you hiding! Come face to face with me!"

He slammed his right foot on the ground, and Zhen Tianqi's castration stopped immediately, and then he swept towards Qingying with incomparable strength.

At the same time, the old man sitting on top of the bluestone suddenly exclaimed: "Lingbo Weibu? How is that possible?"

Liu Si'er next to him hurriedly followed the old man's gaze, and saw Wu Xingzhi waving the ruler of the sky, and several meters around him, the cyan figure seemed to be transformed into countless clones, and the shadows and shadows could not be seen clearly.

"What?" Liu Si'er also had a surprised expression on his face. Lingbo's micro-step was not taught by Yazi and himself, but Liu Si'er felt that it was meaningless to avoid the footwork like this. He just studied how to crack it. Put it down, but the figure of the monk in green in front of him is ghostly, turning into a phantom in place, where does it seem like Lingbo is micro-stepping?

Wu Yazi's face was serious, and he stared at the steps of the Tsing Yi monk. After a long time, he said decisively: "It's not wrong, it's Lingbo Weibu. Master Xiaoyaozi once said that Lingbo Weibu is the highest state, and in the blink of an eye, the original The illusory shadows are left in the ground, and with all-out efforts, people can't tell the truth from the false at all."

"However, such a realm can only be cultivated by Master alone. Even when I was in full bloom, I couldn't grasp this level."

Seeing that Wu Yazi wanted to stand up in a panic, Liu Si'er hurried over to help: "Master didn't say that Lingbo's microbuoy is the secret of my Xiaoyao faction—"

"That's right." Wu Yazi spoke very quickly: "Master sits down with three disciples, and the Wu Lao Changchun Gong, Tianshan Liuyang Palm, and Xiaoyao Zhemei Hand were passed on to Wu Xingyun, and Beiming Magic and Lingbo Microstep were passed on to Wu Xingyun. I, and Xiao Wuxiang Gong can imitate the world's martial arts, and passed it on to Li Qiushui."

"At the beginning, I used Beiming Divine Art, and Ling Bo Weibu replaced Li Qiushui's Xiaowu Xianggong research. It is estimated that she and her descendants will also, but this person is very old, and it is impossible to get it from Li Qiushui. Lingbo microsteps, not to mention practicing to this level—"

"Who is this person?"

Chapter 91 This breaks the defense

Not to mention Wu Yazi's surprise, Wu Xingzhi was troubled by these phantoms. Every time he hit the opponent, the opponent appeared in another place beside him. Even with Wu Xingzhi's eyesight, he could only see a trace of the opponent moving. Silk traces, but the trajectory is too strange and unpredictable at all.

"You like hide and seek, don't you?"

Wu Xingzhi was impatient on his face, but his heart became more and more calm.

If you feel restless and dizzy because of this, but instead follow the other party's way, since the other party wants to use the body method to confront the enemy, then you will do it yourself.

While he was looking forward to it, he used his eyesight to the extreme, and the ruler in his hand was not slow, and he still followed the figure of the other party.

"Donor, don't be obsessed with it, just let it go."

The Tsing Yi monk's voice came leisurely: "You and Lao Na have no grudges. If you really want to fight, it's better to wait until you enter the ring, and then you can do what you can do."

"Humph--" Wu Xingzhi replied sarcastically while observing with all his strength, "Everyone can do it according to their abilities."