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Chapter 1217 Draw a sword to help

Later, he saw Xu Zhu and Jiumozhi fighting each other. Their internal strength was so strong and their tricks were so strange that Polo Xing could not even touch any of the edges.

However, he did not know that Xu Zhu did not use Shaolin martial arts. He only felt that a young monk in Shaolin Temple was so good. He ran around thousands of miles and finally had the chance to go out of the Sutra Pavilion, but he only remembered a few martial arts scriptures when he returned. Although he did not return empty-handedly in Baoshan, what he obtained was by no means a truly valuable thing.

I am afraid that in my life, I will inevitably feel endless regret day and night.

The way of martial arts is no different from the complex and mysterious kung fu knowledge of piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, Buddhism, Yi principles, etc. The more you study, the more you are, the more you are interested. As long as you learn that there are other kung fu knowledge in the world that is higher than what you have learned, you should observe it in every way.

Polo Xing is a talented and talented man among the great monks in India. When he first arrived at Shaolin Temple, he was trying to steal the martial arts scriptures and went back to expand the martial arts of India. However, when he saw that the martial arts in Shaolin Temple was so vast, he couldn't help but reluctant to leave.

At this time, Xu Zhu could occupy 40% of the offensive. Although he was blocking more and attacking less, his internal strength was generated, and various ruthless tricks taught by Zhou Xuan were naturally used. The bystanders couldn't help but be frightened and thought.

"If I get this move, I will inevitably die in a cruel way."

The Shaolin monks and lay disciples were all created by masculinity in all dynasties. Because they were Buddhist martial arts, their intentions were to defeat enemies rather than killing people, which was completely opposite to the martial arts taught by Zhou Xuan. When Xuan Ci and other Shaolin monks saw that Xu Zhu's tricks were becoming more sinister and vicious, they couldn't help but frown.

Jiumozhi's continuous movement was strong three times, and he wanted to break free from Xu Zhu's right hand in order to use the "Flame Knife" skill. However, his own strength was strengthened, and the opponent's finger strength also increased accordingly. In desperation, the murderous intent suddenly became strong. He slapped his left hand three times in a row, and Xu Zhu waved his hand to resolve it.

There is Tao, Buddha and fire.

Jiumozhi was originally inspired by Zhou Xuan, but suddenly realized it. But now he was forced by Xu Zhu, and he has failed.

He bent down, took out a dagger from his cloth socks, and stabbed him to Xu Zhu's shoulders.

Xu Zhu learned all the tricks with empty hands. Suddenly, the white light flashed, and the dagger stabbed. He didn't know how to deal with it. He rushed to grab Jiumozhi's right wrist. This grabbed the "Tianshan Flipping Plum Hand" method. It was fast and accurate. As soon as the three fingers were put on his wrist, his thumb and little fingers were closed.

At this moment, Jiumozhi spitted out his palm, and the dagger came out. Xu Zhu held the other party's wrist firmly with both hands. With a puff, the dagger penetrated his shoulder and ended up with a handle.

The monks onlookers exclaimed in unison. Guan Xin and others couldn't help but shake their heads, thinking.

"With such a status as Jiumozhi, he can't beat a young monk in Shaolin Temple. He has lost his reputation. It's simply inappropriate to use weapons to attack him."

Suddenly, four women flew in from outside, and four long swords stabbed Jiumozhi's throat at the same time.

The four women jumped out and took action together. The four long swords pointed to the same direction. The sword technique was extremely fast and cruel and incompetent.

Jiumozhi's feet were running with both feet and he had to wait to jump back and avoid it. After pulling it, Xu Zhu didn't move his silk threads, but he felt a pain in his throat, and the tip of the four swords had pierced the skin. He heard the four women shouting in unison.

"Shameless thing, take your life!"

The voice is tender, which is the charming accent of a girl.

When Xu Zhu turned around and looked, he didn't know who these four women were.

He shouted in surprise.
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