[Comprehensive martial arts] Holy Monk

Fang Tianzhi saw the trick of this sword, and said with a sneer: "The scum of the Huashan faction, good time!"

He said this in his mouth, but his feet were fixed on the spot without moving, and he let the tip of the sword come forward like a poisonous snake, and suddenly he lifted the stick and slashed diagonally, piercing through the blue light and hitting the right wrist of the comer.That caused the swordman's hand bones to shatter and break immediately, with a scream, the sword hilt could not be held, and it flew out of his hand.Fang Tianzhi tapped his stick lightly on the hilt of the sword, and the long sword spun twice with the force of his stick as if twisting his fingers softly, and was shot out by him again, piercing the cang cypress three feet away. On the tree trunk, it was still trembling.

The rest of the people waited to see how fierce his staff was, and the two of them couldn't get away with two moves in a row, so they reacted and shouted: "This thief is bald and not poisoned, and he strikes fiercely. Let's all attack together!" Immediately, they rushed up again Five or six people attacked him together with swords and long whips.

Fang Tian took a rough look, although these people are not first-class masters, but their moves are not bad, and some of them are well-known and upright. The Jianghu expert.Apart from these people, I don't know if their Four Great Dharma Kings and the Left Envoy of Light, Yang Xiao, are here?

But it was useless to think too much at this moment, he pulled out the rifle frame, held the bottom of the stick in his hand, faced the five or six weapons that were encircling, and swept the stick with force on his arm, when blocking the swordsmen, he also entangled the flying in diagonally. A long whip.He attached his mighty inner strength to the stick, and when he pulled back with his hand, the whip bearer felt like he was tied up in a spider's web, before he could withdraw the move, the iron whip dropped his hand, and a long, black strand flew into the air, shooting towards the other side. One person's head went down, and the castration was five points faster than when he came.The man hastily retracted the saber to protect himself, and struck the head of the whip with the face of the saber, and there was a "clang", which made his mouth so painful that it was about to burst.

Fang Tianzhi flung the long whip away, raised the stick on his back, and then flicked his backhand on the face of a man's sword, knocking the weapon away, and then raised his step and stabbed the man's shoulder directly at Yunmen point, and immediately dislocated the bone he poked, and fell backwards.

The yellow-robed old monk stood not far away, only to see Fang Tianzhi holding a long stick, a set of Shaolin mountain stick method will come out, the stick is as straight as a rainbow drinking stream, thunder piercing the sky, under the sweeping and poking, Can't move away, no one can go further within seven feet, and in the blink of an eye, he knocked down more than a dozen people, as if he had the power of injustice, and he couldn't help but pay attention to it.Seeing that everyone was invincible, he rushed forward silently, waited for Fang Tianzhi to lift a stick at an angle, and when the neck knocked over a person, he suddenly dodged in from behind, holding his left hand towards the body of the stick.

Fang Tianzhi felt that the strength of the man was fierce and domineering, so he pushed his internal force back, shook his sticks in both hands, wanted to bounce off his strength, and then fought back.The old monk resisted his shock, put his hand on the stick, leaned forward, stretched out his palm and patted his chest flat.Fang Tianzhi remained motionless, his right hand was holding the stick with him, his left hand was raised to meet him, the internal energy in his dantian surged out, and he fought him hard.The old monk's expression immediately changed, and he backed up three steps with a muffled grunt. When he was about to stabilize, he took another three steps back. His face was red like blood, and he staggered like drunk. When he finally stood up, "Wow!" He spat out a mouthful of blood.

Fang Tianzhi took care of several people one by one in this room, and when he returned to the stick and stood still, the people around him stopped attacking, but cautiously surrounded him with soldiers, half of their eyes were fixed on his movements, and the other Half of the eyes couldn't help looking at the old monk, as if they were all shocked by Fang Tianzhi.

These people didn't attack, Fang Tianzhi didn't rush up to kill them, but stood alone in the middle of dozens of thieves who fell to the ground, looked at the old monk and said slowly: "Just now you made the Vajra Prajna Palm. Could it be that he is a disciple of the Vajra Sect?"

The old monk was none other than the elder Gang Xiang of the Vajra Sect who had taken refuge in the imperial court earlier.Gangxiang studied under Huogong Toutuo and has been practicing for decades, and his unique skill is a set of Vajra Prajna Palms.This palm technique is fierce and unrivaled, and once it meets someone, the palm force will strike one after another, continuously and endlessly, often more than ten layers of palm force are superimposed and stimulated, making it impossible to guard against.This attack on Shaolin Temple was led by him and a Toutuo from the Western Regions. Seeing Fang Tianzhi's extraordinary martial arts skills, he used the Vajra Prajna Palm to fight against the enemy with just one palm. To, will be as beautiful as an errand.Unexpectedly, Fang Tianzhi was a few rounds younger than him, but his internal strength was much higher than his. As soon as the two palms exchanged strength, he couldn't bear it anymore. Suffered minor internal injuries.

He heard that Fang Tianzhi asked questions, but he didn't answer. From the corner of his eyes, he saw a few more people rushing in from outside the mountain gate, so he closed his eyes and sat cross-legged on the ground, adjusting his breathing as if there was no one else around.Naturally he didn't want to show weakness like this, but now that his injury is urgent, he would pull his hair and aggravate his internal injury if he moved, he couldn't speak, he could only curse in his heart.

Seeing that he was silent, Fang Tianzhi turned his head to look at the four people who had rushed over.I saw two skinny old men, one with a sad face and a long sword on his back; the other with a bald greasy face and empty hands.Although the third one is old, his stature is very strong, his body is full of muscles, which makes people look sideways; the last one standing in the center, like the leader, is a red-haired and scarred Toutuo.

These four people lightly stepped into the mountain gate, followed by hundreds of people, all wearing white clothes with a flame embroidered on their lapels; from a distance, they looked like a pale cloud floating up the mountain.The muscular old man frowned at the sight of Gang Xiang, and said: "Junior brother, what's the matter with you?"

The thin and bald old man beside him said: "Ah, he was seriously injured." He seemed to be surprised, but his face was only faint, and he glanced at Fang Tianzhi with a pair of narrow eyes, "He caught this little girl." Is it the monk's way?"

The two of them answered, if the old man with the sword had never heard of it, he was still weeping to himself, and he didn't know what was on his mind.And the red-haired Toutuo looked at the situation in front of him, before he could speak, he smiled to himself.When he smiled, dozens of winding scars on his face twisted, and his whole body was hideous like a ghost.

Fang Tianzhi remembered the faces of these four people in his heart, and he didn't talk to them. He just stood still in front of the mountain gate corridor, holding a stick to guard the way out of the Heavenly King Hall.The red-haired Toutuo glanced at him casually, raised his hand and gestured a few times with a white-clothed congregation beside him. Before he could make a gesture, there was a continuous announcement from outside the door: "The leader is here!"

The four people with different occupations turned around one after another and looked out.In the center of the pale clouds at the bottom of the mountain, a big sedan chair with a golden top and snow satin was floating up the mountain at a leisurely pace.Eight purple-clothed men with bows and arrows stood around the big sedan chair, their expressions were respectful, like domestic servants, but judging from their expressions and steps, they were actually first-class experts.In front of the mountain gate, the luxurious and luxurious snow sedan chair landed steadily and stopped. Hundreds of congregants, together with the first four masters, bowed down and saluted together, saying in unison: "Welcome to the sect master!"

Fang Tianzhi's heart sank, he really didn't know who is the leader of Mingjiao, he is the leader of the sect, and his martial arts must be stronger than Yang Xiao.Whether he can defeat him is really unknown.But he has made up his mind, so he is not afraid, and just looks at it indifferently when he sees it.

When it was just right, I saw the plain satin car curtain lifted, and half of the emerald green jade fan bone protruded from the inside.

At the end of the handle of the fan, there is a thin and fragrant snow-white hand being held.

As soon as the hand appeared, a young man in a white shirt and a jade crown bent over and stepped out of the sedan chair.He raised his head, revealing a beautiful face.Under the cold sunshine of the spring sun, one can only see bright lacquered eyebrows, beautiful eyes like water, and red lips with a smile, looking forward and looking forward, with an overpowering nobility.

When Fang Tianzhi first saw her appearance, he couldn't help being stunned, because this girl was none other than Zhao Min.While he was in a daze, Zhao Min raised his eyes and looked at him squarely, and was also stunned on the spot.After being taken aback for a moment, her face turned red, she didn't know whether it was joy or anger, anger or laughter, she put her left hand on the handle of the fan and said, "So it's you!"

Fang Tianzhi said slowly: "Amitabha, after five years of separation, unexpectedly the princess became the leader of the Ming sect." As he spoke, he knew in his heart that most of the people who went up to the mountain with great fanfare to make trouble were mostly disguised by the court, and they were nothing. Demon cultist.

Mingjiao has a bad reputation in the Jianghu world, but it has a strong heart to fight against the Yuan Dynasty. In recent years, there have been continuous uprisings in various sub-forums. The two parties have long been at odds with each other. The leader of Mingjiao is definitely not a young Mongolian princess. reason.Most likely it was Zhao Min who got the news about the battle of Guangmingding, took advantage of the emptiness among the six major sects, and waited for an opportunity to attack in the name of Mingjiao, which was a plan to kill two birds with one stone.

Zhao Min's gaze shifted, and he first looked at the timid or seriously injured disciples beside Fang Tianzhi, and said sweetly: "He who knows the current affairs is a hero, Mingjiao has abandoned the dark and turned to the bright, and returned to the court. The leader is me, so what's the matter?" Can't?"

Fang Tianzhi didn't argue with her, and asked flatly: "Abbot Kongwen from my temple, where are Kongzhi, Master Kongxing and the monks in the temple now?"

Zhao Min smiled and said: "If you talk to me so fiercely, I won't tell you anything."

Fang Tianzhi's face was as cold as frost, and he asked again sharply: "Where are my masters and uncles and the monks in the temple now?! Do you want to tell me or not?!"

It was the first time for Zhao Min to see him like this. Five years ago, even in the midst of thousands of troops, his demeanor was calm, quiet and gentle. Now seeing him so cold and severe, he couldn't help but feel a little scared.This fear is not the fear that he will violently kill people, worrying about his own life, but another kind of inexplicable timidity, as if he is afraid that he will get angry.This entanglement of thoughts is enough to make people angry and depressed.So after Zhao Min felt a little timid in his heart, he didn't show the slightest bit on his face, instead he sneered and said, "Ah San, this monk dared to offend me, so he beat him to death for me."

As soon as Zhao Min's words fell, the sturdy old man beside her said respectfully: "Yes!" After he finished speaking, he stood still first, and secretly transferred his internal energy, and his whole body suddenly burst into a crisp sound like popping beans. Crackling, crackling, endless.When Fang Tianzhi heard this, he knew that this person possessed authentic Buddhist martial arts, called Vajra Subduing Demon Supernatural Ability.This kind of kung fu has always been the secret of Shaolin Temple, and now this old man named Ah San knows it, presumably it is because of the Vajra Sect who secretly learned it back then.

He was practicing his own kung fu, when Fang Tian and Gang Xiang who was not far from him finally regained his breath, opened his eyes from meditation, and said weakly to Ah San: "Brother, be careful with this monk, his internal energy is very strong."

Ah San asked, "What did he use to beat you?"

Gang Xiang said: "This...he made the Vajra Palm to face me."

Ah San sneered and said, "Have you been wasting these years? The Vajra Prajna Palm of decades is no match for the little monk's Vajra Palm!"

Gang Xiang felt unspeakably miserable in his heart, before he could open his mouth, he felt a burst of boredom and mania, and a fishy and sweet smell came up in his throat, and he didn't dare to speak any more.And everyone knows that Ah San and the others have a superior temperament, never show off the crowd, and they don't want to provoke the bad luck of the stick-wielding bandit, so they retreat very consciously, and three or five of them are still holding on. Just then, they scattered to both sides of the mountain gate.

The skinny and bald old man went to Gangxiang's side to feel his pulse, raised his head and said to Ah San: "Third brother, this young monk has a lot of skills, don't be careless."

Ah San stepped on the green bricks, walked calmly to Fang Tianzhi and stood a few feet in front of him, looked him in the eyes again, and said, "I'm going to hit you." After finishing speaking, he leaned forward, his left hand suddenly With a palm, he slapped Fang Tianzhi's face in a powerful way.