In order not to let Jiumo Zhi know that he has cultivated the skill of small phase, he is indestructible.
Moreover, it is necessary to say that although there is a fixed limit to the power of the tester’s skills, it is not necessary to hit the maximum attack every time.
It is naturally a good thing for the tester to practice more and raise the skill level to two levels, so that he can control the skill power freely. After all, deterrence is often enough, rather than killing people at once.
By the same token, Qin Changfeng’s fusion skill is far more powerful than the palm of Sumeru Mountain, but he can also play the palm of Sumeru Mountain if he wants to, as if with the skill level of flying arrows getting higher and higher, he is actually equivalent to practicing Xiao Li’s flying knife, so that he can also ensure that the imaginary hair is weak.
Qin Changfeng’s palm only drives the palm of Xumi Mountain, and the Upanishads are not dragon-shaped and energetic. Although there is still a strange feeling, it is still authentic Xumi Mountain palm, so no one in Shaolin monks sees the abnormality.
Bang, the dove’s wisdom offered Prajna again. Although the palm was blocked, the strong strength from the palm made his heart linger.
It is also ten meters away, but the strength of this palm to his hand is much stronger than that of his previous palm to Qin Changfeng!
In fact, although he has practiced many Shaolin stunts, it doesn’t include the fact that the palm of Xumi Mountain is not familiar with this palm method, and he doesn’t know that the palm of this palm method is not weakened by distance. When Qin Changfeng’s palm is weakened by three feet, he still needs such power. Should his real palm be equal to terror?
"Little master, be careful!"
Jiu Mo Zhi knows that Shaolin Brother Qin Changfeng, a wise generation, won without much glory, but he will be laughed at. But the situation has reached such a state that he can’t avoid the war by himself. What he can do is to defeat the other side as soon as possible and pretend to wake up. At the same time, his figure has been swept forward like a wild goose, and it will pass in a flash before he can take the flying skill.
When you come to the front and back, you can directly wave your hands and hit a slight beep in the palm wind. It is Prajna’s palm-riding kung fu.
Qin Changfeng’s left hand is still behind him, and his right hand is flat and upright, and the front of his chest is as still as water, but secretly he plays the role of king kong protector to take the initiative to defend himself.
Dong Yi Mo Zhi felt that his palm was like being slapped on a big clock. Instead of shaking Qin Changfeng, he felt an anti-seismic force.
Qin Changfeng suddenly smiled at him as the dove’s wisdom was indecisive, and with the palm of her hand moving forward, she gently pressed the five paths together, and the palm of her hand directly slammed into her chest. The tantric monk from Daxue Mountain vomited blood in suspense and was flying out …
The outcome has been divided into Buddhist defeats!
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Chapter one hundred and ninety-three Draw the net
Jiu Mo-zhi never thought that Qin Changfeng broke out in such a terrible way that he hit five palms in an instant and sat on the ground for a long time before he slowed down.
Qin Changfeng looked at him and asked faintly, "Dare you ask the Buddhist monk to know this sumeru mountain like the palm of his hand?" Can one of your dozens of fake Shaolin stunts have such power? "
Qin Changfeng, a monk who has always been famous and aggressive, has no polite meaning.
After he defeated Ku Mo-chih, he received in the log the Shaolin reverence required by the other branch line, which surged from 52% to 7%, which was a sudden surge, but there was still a long way to go before the minimum completion limit of%.
When asked, Jiu Mozhi turned pale. He felt that he had been somewhat underestimated and wronged today, but the fact is that he has been seriously injured now and was defeated by a younger brother of Shaolin Wisdom in a face-to-face manner, which is a disgrace.
At the same time, I also know that Qin Changfeng’s skill is unfathomable, and I’m afraid Mu Fu will run after his own defeat in Shaolin site, so I got up and folded my hands. "Master Hui Yu has helped me to worship the poor monk today, so I won’t care about you anymore. Please help yourself."
After that, I didn’t forget to say to Mu Bo, "It’s a shame that Mr. Mu’s poor monk skills are not as good as others."
"The master needs to be like this, and the result is particularly unknown today." Knowing that he is in a bad situation, Mubo doesn’t seem to care. Not only that, but he suddenly burst out laughing. "Master Hui Yu has a saying called" One hundred secrets and one sparse ".Have you ever thought of it?"
As soon as the voice fell, I heard the elder Song of the Beggars’ Sect shout, "Oh, why am I exhausted? It’s a sad breeze!"
Like Xuan Ci, a Shaolin monk who stabbed a hornet’s nest, and those famous people who were invited to witness the Jianghu suddenly sitting on the ground in unison, it is very similar to the state of sadness and crisp breeze. However, due to the profound skill of all people, they can still hold on for a while, but with the deepening of toxicity, the short-term loss of combat power is still inevitable.
In addition, Qin Changfeng was also poisoned, which showed that only Mu Fu was influenced by it. It turned out that Mu Fu quietly hit a bottle of sad and crisp breeze when most of the people were focused on Jiu Mo’s intelligence, and at the same time, the father and the son smelled the medicine first.
After two years in Xixia, it is not surprising that there will be a sad and crisp breeze. In fact, Qin Changfeng has even four villains
Xuan Ci and others don’t know what the sad crisp breeze is, but they also know that it is bound to be inseparable from Mu Fu. At this time, even if they want to call other Shaolin brothers for help in this remote place, there is no way to watch the father escape. In turn, they will all seize their Zionist chips!
"MuBo you also calculate the descendants of the emperor? With these flies and dogs, you can’t imagine the rejuvenation of the country by means of table means? " Xiao Yuanshan was shocked and angered that his skill was the most vigorous, and he still had the spare capacity to shout loudly, but it was also affected after all. Now it is wishful thinking for him to want Mubo.
MuBo ignored him but looked at Qin Changfeng. "Master Hui Yu knows that you have the antidote, but now I can guarantee that … you can give yourself the antidote at most, even if you recover your skill, how can you beat my father and Buddhist by yourself?"
"I wonder if we can add four more results?"
At this moment, a rustle of footsteps came from the bamboo forest, and everyone was happy that the helper was coming, but soon Qi Qi’s heart sank because it was the notorious four wicked people!
Mubo saw that there was still nothing to touch, and he said to Duan Yanqing with his hands behind his back. "Mr. Duan, you have seen the current situation. Since Master Huiyu lied to our father, it must be just altruistic for you. Shaolin naturally can’t really help you regain the throne, but you and I are natural allies. I will help you regain the throne of Dali, and you will help me to restore the country. From then on, the two families can’t help each other to build a great career!"