"Okay, okay!"

Ding Chunqiu smiled and said, "When you enter my master's sect, you must listen to my orders. Good disciple, go and kill Xuanci for me!"

As he said that, Ding Chunqiu pointed at Abbot Xuanci.

"I...I..."

Zhuang Juxian glanced at Xuan Ci, shook his head and waved his hand repeatedly, "Although the Beggars' Sect wants to compete with Shaolin Temple, we have no grievances and no need to bleed and kill people."

Although Zhuang Juxian is cowardly, he still has the most basic view of right and wrong.

Xuanci looked at Zhuang Juxian with a blank expression.

"Haha!" Ding Chunqiu smiled and said, "The antidote is in my hands. Whether to kill Xuanci is in you, whether to give the antidote is in me."

"Forehead……"

Zhuang Juxian hesitated for a moment and stood up and said, "Abbot Xuanci of Shaolin Temple, Shaolin Sect is the leader of all sects in the martial arts world, and the Beggars Sect is the largest gang in the martial arts world. They have always been in the Central Plains and are not in line with each other. Today we have to divide the top and bottom. The winner is the leader of the martial arts world, and the loser obeys the orders of the martial arts world leaders, and there is no violation."

Xuan Ci was not willing to fight him, but he had no reason to avoid being challenged. So he clasped his hands together and said, "Shaolin of the Beggar Gang has always been a brother. I don't know why the leader of the Zhuang Gang suddenly launched an army to ask for guilt and still hoped to report it. The heroes in the world are all here, and the right and wrong are inconsistent and public opinion."

"That...this..."

Zhuang Juxian is a small task that is controlled by others. His only advantage is his profound internal skills. Compared with an old politician like Xuanci, he is completely a young dog. Xuanci made him speechless with just one word.

At this time, Quan Guanqing stepped forward and said, "My Song Dynasty is in a difficult situation, but the world is in harmony, but the world cannot work together, so it is bullied by foreign countries. Therefore, the Beggars' Sect advocates establishing a martial arts leader. Everyone obeys the order. What big thing will happen and will not be in chaos. Abbot Xuanci, do you agree?"

"Amitabha!"

Wang Yuan smiled and said, "Elder Quan said very much, but as far as I know, our gang leader has already become a disciple of Xingsu Sect. Could it be that you want to hand over the Central Plains martial arts world to the Xingsu Sect in the Western Regions? My master will never agree!"

"Yes! We don't agree!" The heroes said one after another: "Why do we need to obey the people of the Western Regions?"

"Master Wu Chi's words are wrong!" Ding Chunqiu coughed and said, "I am a person from Qufu, Shandong, and a fellow saint, and the Xingsu Sect is just living in seclusion in the Western Regions. How can Fanbian be said directly? Besides, your Shaolin Temple originated from India, and said Fanbian... Shaolin Temple is the only one."

"this……"

Wang Yuan was slightly stunned.

He was so good, indeed, the copyright of Master Bodhidharma is located. Even if Shaolin Temple has been in the Chinese state, it cannot get rid of the barbarians of foreign countries...

"Hmph!!" Wang Yuan snorted coldly, "If Shaolin is a foreign sect, then the Yijin Jing that the leader of the village gang secretly learned is not Shaolin martial arts?"

"Yi Jin Jing?"

When the people around him heard the three words Yi Jin Jing, they suddenly realized it.

No wonder the leader of this village has such strong internal skills. He turned out to have secretly learned the unique knowledge of the Yijin Jing in Shaolin Temple... After learning other people's things, he had to come to challenge him. This is too naughty.

"The origin of martial arts in the world is difficult to test. Don't mention the debate between Chinese and foreigners today." Quan Guanqing was resourceful and directly changed the topic: "In today's affairs, everyone should use martial arts to determine the strength and weakness. Otherwise, no one will be convinced in the first half of the day, and the world's group number will not be convinced. If Abbot Xuanci had a self-knowledge, then he just needed to be at a disadvantage, and our gang leader would not force him to go to Shaolin Temple."

"That's right! Just beat me if you want to fight, and say less nonsense!" Zhuang Juxian couldn't wait.

After all, he could not even insert his mouth in such a scene-like operation, so it would be better to do it directly.

"Ha ha!"

When Wang Yuan heard this, he immediately used his internal strength and laughed.

"Buzz!"

Everyone present suddenly felt a roar in their ears and almost couldn't stand.

Quan Guanqing was even more shocked and bleeding was oozing in his ears.

Only Duan Yanqing, Ding Chunqiu, Zhuang Juxian and other people with strong internal skills did not receive much influence.

Everyone's eyes were shocked when they looked at Wang Yuan.

Why did Zhuang Juxian fight Ding Chunqiu back and forth? It was entirely because of his strong internal skills! Why did he dare to challenge Xuan Ci also because of his profound internal skills.

But at this time, Wang Yuan showed his internal strength and cultivation, which was three points stronger than Zhuang Juxian.

You know, Wang Yuan is just Xuanci's disciple. His disciple has such cultivation, and the master can imagine it.

Wang Yuan looked around and said, "Don't say it was you Zhuang Juxian, even if the first two generations of the gang leaders of your Beggars' Sect had to call me brother. Who are you Zhuang Juxian? How dare you challenge my master?"

"In the martial arts world, the strong are respected! Why can't we challenge it?" Zhuang Juxian said.

"The strong one is respected? What kind of strong one are you?" Wang Yuan said contemptuously: "Just dependent on your three-legged cat's kung fu, you are not worthy of Master Xuanci's attack. I am the first disciple of Master Xuanci. I can barely condescend to play two moves with you."

Zhuang Juxian's internal strength is very strange, and the cold poison is even more terrifying.

Wang Yuan has the Vajra Indestructible Magician to protect his body, so he can withstand it. Although Xuan Ci's martial arts are high, Wang Yuan is also afraid that he will suffer a loss.

Today's life is unusual. Although Xuanci may have lost his life, Wang Yuan tried his best to protect him from fighting with others.

When you have a master and apprentice, this is the relationship between love.

"This..." Zhuang Juxian turned around and looked at Chen Youliang and Quan Guanqing, then turned his head to look at Ding Chunqiu.

Several people looked at each other, and Ding Chunqiu said, "Since Niu Dachun is looking for death, you can help him first, disciple!"

"good!"

Zhuang Juxian took a step forward and came to Wang Yuan and said, "I'll ask for advice!"

"Slow down!"

Wang Yuan suddenly waved his hand.

"What? Are you scared?" Zhuang Juxian asked disdainfully.

"Hahaha! The clown in Shaolin Temple is cowardly! As soon as the disciple of Xingsu Laoxian took action, Shaolin Temple became a dog..." The disciple of Xingsu Sect beat the drums and drums.

Zhuang Juxian was praised a little fluttered.

"Scared? Haha!"

Wang Yuandao: "Shaolin and the Beggars' Sect have always been close friends. Gangmaster Wang is my master's brother, and Gangmaster Xiao is the younger monk's brother. If you and I do something, no matter who loses and who wins, it will hurt the harmony between the two families."

"What do you want?" Zhuang Juxian said.

"Let's do it!" Wang Yuan said: "Seeing that your martial arts are so low that the little monk doesn't bully you. The little monk is standing here and lets you slap a palm. If you can shake the little monk at all, what if Shaolin Temple loses?"

As he said that, Wang Yuan used his internal strength to step on two footprints, and pointed at the footprints and said, "All the heroes in the world can be a witness. If I make this footprint, I will lose!"

"Damn it! What is he talking about? Are he so arrogant?"

As soon as Wang Yuan said this, all the heroes in the world were in an uproar.

Even the monks in Shaolin Temple who had seen Wang Yuan's palm power in the Main Hall showed suspicion.

Wang Yuan has high cultivation, everyone admits that! Jiumozhi's cultivation level is unable to get a bargain on him.

But it is not the same concept to face someone's palm or fight against your opponent's palm, right?

When you face someone's palm, you are fighting for internal energy cultivation. You have already attacked and judged that as long as your cultivation is high enough, you can completely offset the opponent's attack.

What is the concept of resisting a palm of your opponent? It completely abandons "attack parry" and relies entirely on protecting the body and defending the opponent's attack... The gap is naturally imaginable.

The Zhuang Juxian secretly learned the highest martial arts of Shaolin Temple, and the combination of cold and poison, good and evil, and his internal strength and cultivation completely crushed Ding Chunqiu's level.

Even if the internal strength cultivation is slightly inferior to Wang Yuan, Wang Yuan just stood there and resisted with his flesh and blood body. How could he resist the full-strength attack of a master of cultivation of the same level?

This monk is too arrogant.

"You...you..."

Although Zhuang Juxian was still a little angry, he heard Wang Yuan's despised words and was also very angry: "Do you look down on me?"

"Amitabha! You are right!" Wang Yuan said: "I really look down on you just now! You are not worthy of letting me take action!"

"I……"

Zhuang Juxian also has a stubborn temper. Just as he was about to say that if you don’t take action, I won’t take action. Chen Youliang said gloomyly: “Since Master Wuchi wants to let him go, the leader of the gang, there is no need to be angry with him, just do your best!”

"Ah... OK! I get it!"

Chen Youliang didn't say anything more when he came here, but Zhuang Juxian seemed to be very respectful. When he heard Chen Youliang's words, Zhuang Juxian immediately became serious. His dantian turned and his true energy began to run rapidly.

In an instant, a cold air spread around.

Although Wang Yuan and Zhuang Juxian were one meter away, they were shivering by the cold wind.

During a few breaths, Zhuang Juxian's true energy moved to the extreme, and the heroes around him were forced several feet away by the cold wind. At the same time, Zhuang Juxian's palms burst out with dazzling golden and blue light.

"Bye now!"

Zhuang Juxian shouted loudly, jumped over a distance of one meter, jumped to Wang Yuan, used all his strength, pushed forward with both palms, and the true energy poured out.

The bone-bone-broken cold wind passed through Wang Yuan, making the extremely Xuan-generation monk behind Wang Yuan feel a little uncomfortable.

But Wang Yuan smiled slightly, calmly closed his hands and opened the [Vajra Pagoda]!

"brush!"
Chapter completed!