Fragrance Stealer

Everyone here is talking about Buddhism, but the two people fighting over there are extremely dangerous.Song Qingshu's Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms are fierce and unparalleled, but Xuan Cheng's Prajna Palm is empty and weak. Every time Song Qingshu's palms are hit with all his strength, but he hits a ball of cotton, the palm power is unknowingly turned into nothing by the opponent. After dozens of tricks, Song Qingshu felt extremely uncomfortable.

"Great monk, it seems that you haven't practiced the highest state of Prajna Palm, 'one air to the end'." Song Qingshu remembered that in the original book, Xuanci used Prajna Palm to fight against Qiao Feng's Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms, and finally Only at the critical moment did I realize the true meaning of 'all empty to the end'.

"I didn't expect you to be so knowledgeable. Ordinary people know that Prajna Palm is not easy, but you also know that the highest level of Prajna Palm is 'one empty to the end'!" Xuan Cheng showed a strange expression, "But look at Your Excellency's Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms. , it seems that he has never reached the peak."

"The Great Monk really has bright eyes," Song Qingshu exclaimed, "Since you and I have never mastered palm technique to the extreme, it will be difficult to tell the winner if we continue fighting like this, so why not let it go?"

Xuan Cheng was quite moved, but he soon showed a look of hesitation: "You rescued the female devil today, and as a result, I don't know how many innocent lives were lost at her hands in the future. This crime, the poor monk himself I will teach you well."

Xuan Cheng understands that although he temporarily has the upper hand at this time, it is not easy to beat Song Qingshu in a short time.But so far all he has used is the Prajna Palm. If he uses the other twelve excellent arts at the same time, the power of the move will be doubled. In addition, he has not yet used the magic wand that he is better at, so Xuan Cheng is confident that he will really fight. It's okay to teach Song Qingshu a lesson.

"Great Monk, may I ask if killing a few people is a more serious crime, or killing tens of thousands of people?" Song Qingshu said while parrying Xuan Cheng's continuous attacks.

Xuan Cheng was stunned, and quickly said: "Although there is a saying in Buddhism that all living beings are equal, everything in the world is illusory. There is no difference between killing one person and killing tens of thousands of people. However, the poor monk is still in the world of mortals, and he still cannot comprehend that kind of escape. Realm. In the eyes of the poor monk, killing tens of millions of people is a more serious crime."

"That's it. Li Mochou just killed a few people, and the evil he did was only a small evil. Instead, the princess over there, with thousands of troops, invaded the middle land and slaughtered thousands of us. My compatriots, this is the real big evil. You let the big evil go, but hold on to the small evil. Could it be that you are concerned about the many masters around the princess, so you pretend not to see it, and you have to bully the lonely Li Mochou?" Song Qingshu swung Xuan Cheng away with a move of two dragons out of the water, a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Bastard! How can the poor monk be afraid of them." Xuan Cheng said angrily, but he also withdrew his skills and didn't intend to continue to pounce.

"This Song Shaoxia is really eloquent. The two armies are fighting each other based on their own abilities. There is no right or wrong. What's more, we went south this time to discuss peace with the Song court. If the peace negotiation is successful, I don't know How many innocent lives will be saved, this kind of merit is comparable to Li Mochou, a cold-blooded female devil who kills innocent people indiscriminately."

Zhao Min glanced at the broken Zhu Chai on the pillar, feeling lost in his heart, and looked at Song Qingshu with a trace of hatred in his eyes.

"I don't know that the Princess Princess bloodbathed the six major sects, and even the emptiness of the four great monks of Shaolin Temple was beheaded by your subordinates. Does this count as killing innocent people indiscriminately?"

Hearing that Zhao Min said that this trip was going south to negotiate a peace, Song Qingshu was secretly startled.If Mongolia ceases war with the Southern Song Dynasty, it seems that it has changed its strategy of attacking everywhere. Not surprisingly, Mongolia will definitely attack a country with the force of thunder, but I don’t know if it will be Jin or Qing, or the Mingjiao of the Western Regions. Department etc.

If you attack the Mingjiao, you will be happy to hear it, but if you attack the Qing Dynasty, you have not fully digested the strength of the Qing Dynasty. It is really bad for Mongolia to fight at this time.

Song Qingshu was still meditating there, but Xuan Cheng glared at the Mongolian group: "Are you that demon girl Zhao Min?"

At that time, Abbot Xuanci led the eminent monks out of the temple and arranged for Kongwen and others to stay in the temple. Who knew that Zhao Min used ten incense soft tendons to loosen all the monks and took them all to Wan'an Temple, which almost caused Shaolin Temple to be wiped out, and Master Kongxing was killed. Cutting off the head is really a great shame and humiliation to Shaolin Temple.

Even though Xuan Cheng heard them calling Zhao Min the Princess of the Princess just now, he didn't pay much attention to it. After all, there are so many princesses and princesses in Mongolia. It wasn't until Song Qingshu broke the news that he realized that this delicate girl in front of him was actually the big enemy of the faction.

"Demon girl suffers!" Xuan Cheng's eyes widened angrily, and he slashed towards Zhao Min with a single palm.

Hearing the conversation between the two, Shenjian Baxiong was already on alert. Seeing Xuan Cheng rushing towards him, he drew his bow and shot at him.

Seeing this, Xuancheng stopped, didn't dodge, took a deep breath, and the monk's robe became extremely bulging, like an inflated balloon, standing upright on the spot. .When the bow and arrow shot at him, there was only the sound of metal and iron intersecting. The bow and arrow hit the monk's robe, as if they were bounced off by an invisible force, and all fell to his feet.

After a rain of arrows, even Xuan Cheng's monk's robe was not even pierced. Song Qingshu's eyes were fixed, Jinlun Fawang and Xuanming's elders also shouted: "King Kong is not broken!"

Xuan Cheng didn't say a word, while Shenjian Baxiong and others were stunned, he opened his mouth and roared, and sound waves visible to the naked eye attacked everyone.

"The Buddhist lion roars! Hurry up and protect the princess and princess!" Jinlun Dharma King was startled and angry, and quickly raised a big golden wheel to protect the two women. In front of the girls, block most of the sound waves for them.

The rest of Zhao Min's guards were not so lucky, and they covered their ears in pain and fell to the ground and howled.Although Shenjian Baxiong was good at archery, he was not good at internal strength, and he was not much better than ordinary guards. It didn't take long for his mouth and nose to bleed from the shock.

The people guarding Zhao Min Huazheng were not much better, Jinlun Fawang looked dignified, and the faces of the two elders Xuanming trembled slightly, because they had suffered a lot of internal injuries just now, and now they were obviously approaching their limit, Ah Da Ah Er Ah San trembled all over , A trace of blood slowly seeped from the corner of his mouth.

Song Qingshu was not directly in front of Xuan Cheng's attack. With his skill, the lion's roar naturally had no effect on him. He couldn't help but move a chair and sit down. With a move of Qinglong to absorb water, he sucked a flagon from the counter , Drinking from the sidelines and watching the show.

After a while, Xuan Cheng's lion's roar finally finished. Zhao Min and Hua Zheng were fine because they were protected by many masters, but most of their subordinates were stumbling around, obviously losing their fighting power.The only ones who can still stand unharmed are Jinlun Fawang, the elders Xuanming and Ah Da Ah Er Asan, and Ah Da Ah Er Asan was injured by Zhang Wuji, and after recovering, his strength is only seven levels at the peak Left and right, so he was startled by the Xuancheng lion's roar, and already suffered a lot of internal injuries.

"I heard that Kong Xing in this temple died at the hands of a Shaolin master Dali Vajra Finger from the Western Regions. If the poor monk is not mistaken, he should be Your Excellency." What is Dali Vajra Finger.

"So what if I killed him? That bald donkey's dragon-clawed hands are amazing, and that's what it is." Although Ah San knew she was invincible, she didn't want to lose her momentum.

"Okay, the poor monk will use the dragon's claw hand to meet Your Excellency's powerful Vajra Finger for a while." Xuan Cheng was expressionless, and as soon as he finished speaking, he protruded with his left hand, and with a gust of wind in his right hand, he grabbed the big acupoint on Ah San's left shoulder. .

Ah San had fought against emptiness before, so he naturally knew that this was the Dragon Claw Hand's 'holding the cloud' style, so he quickly moved his powerful vajra finger to poke Xuan Cheng's elbow, thinking to himself that his vajra finger would break the stele and crack the stone, The poke on the person's body was a blood hole, Xuancheng had to withdraw his move if he wanted to keep his arm.

Xuan Cheng didn't panic, and pressed down with his right hand, which happened to catch Ah San's powerful vajra finger. Ah San only felt a sharp pain from his fingertips, as if his finger was poking on a piece of thousand-year-old black iron. Those two fingers were broken inch by inch.

Before Ah San could react, Xuan Cheng's false left hand had already caught his throat. Ah Da and Ah Er turned pale with fright, and rushed over to rescue him. She broke Ah San's neck.

"Kongxing, I let him die under your famous stunt, I hope you can rest in peace."

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Chapter 312 The First Beauty in Mongolia

Ah Da and Ah Er were shocked and angry. Although they and Ah San were not biological brothers, they had been slaves of the Ruyang Palace for many years, and their relationship was deeper than that of ordinary brothers. Seeing Ah San dying in Xuan Cheng's hands, his eyes immediately turned red Yes, rushing over to take revenge.

Ah Dafang Dongbai is famous for his fast swords, although he only has one hand left now, his sword skills have not diminished at all, and he stabs Xuan Cheng first.Xuan Cheng remained expressionless, his left hand turned into a finger, and poked towards the tip of the sword.

Ada was taken aback, thinking that even if you have practiced powerful Vajra Fingers, there is no reason to go head-to-head with a sharp sword. Therefore, although Xuan Cheng's two fingers are as white as jade, with a faint layer of crystal flowing, he doesn't care too much , let out a grinning grin, summoned all his strength, thinking that with this sword he could cut off half of Xuan Cheng's palm.

The tip of the sword touched the fingertips, and the imagined flesh and blood flying did not appear. Ada felt a strong force coming from the sword, and he could no longer move forward.Ah Da frowned, and unhappily pushed the sword forward vigorously, and the blade quickly bent into an exaggerated arc.

Xuan Cheng yelled, and pushed his fingertips forward, the sword seemed to be paper, broken inch by inch, Ah Da was shocked, but he was a top-notch master after all, he hurriedly took the opportunity to step back a few feet, looked at the bare hilt in his hand, and thought Zhong suddenly thought of a legendary school in Shaolin Temple, and couldn't help saying: "One-finger Zen!"

The one-finger Chan of Shaolin Temple is an extremely profound martial art. It is difficult for ordinary monks to get a glimpse of it without decades of practice. Since the creation of Shaolin Temple, there are only a handful of people who have practiced this unique skill.It is said that after practice, the fingers are invincible, and can take people's acupoints across the air, without any disadvantage.

All this happened in a blink of an eye, Ah Er had already moved the big vajra palm to hit Xuan Cheng's right chest.Ah Er Asan and Gang Xiang are both masters of Vajra Sect in the Western Regions. In the past, Zhao Min used a trick to get Gang Xiang to assassinate Zhang Sanfeng. With Zhang Sanfeng's cultivation base of creating heaven and man, Gang Xiang hit a Prajna Vajra Palm with Gang Xiang, and was seriously injured. As a result, the Wudang faction was destroyed by Zhao Min and his party who came later.

Ah Er practiced the external skills of the Vajra Sect to the peak, and then from the outside to the inside, he comprehended the superior internal strength that the Vajra Sect did not have. Even stronger than Zhang Sanfeng, I thought that Xuan Cheng had no way to avoid it at this time, the only way was to face the tough, with his incomparably deep inner strength, it was impossible to suffer a disadvantage.

Just as Xuan Cheng forced Ah Da back, it was too late to dodge at this time, so he could only raise his palm to meet him, which was exactly the Prajna Palm he used to fight Song Qingshu just now.

The two palms intersected, and there was no reckless internal force as imagined. Ah Er only felt that his very powerful palm force was like a mud cow falling into the sea, as if it had been turned into nothingness. Ah Er yelled, staggered backwards in embarrassment, every step on the floor, the bluestone slabs were all shattered, when he finally stopped, he couldn't help but half kneel On the ground, with a wow sound, a large mouthful of blood was spit out.

"First turn the opponent's palm power into nothingness, and then take advantage of the opportunity to drive straight in. Prajna Palm is indeed incomparably mysterious." Song Qingshu on the side was stunned, thinking that his Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms tried his best to avoid head-to-head confrontation with the opponent, Ah Er The Vajra Palm, which is more than strong and strong but not flexible enough, wants to fight head-on with the Prajna Palm, it is really beyond its control.

"Mr. Lu, Mr. He, hurry up and help them." Zhao Min just watched Xuan Cheng and Song Qingshu's fight, it seemed to be just like that, but he didn't expect his subordinates to fight him, and after a face-to-face, they would be defeated so badly, and he was crying in his heart.

Seeing Xuan Cheng's gestures and throws, the elders Xuanming injured the god arrow Baxiong, killed Ah San, retreated Ah Da, and seriously injured Ah Er, they couldn't help being a little scared, but the master said, the two looked at each other, so they had to bite the bullet and go up.

Learning from the lessons learned from the past, the two elders of Xuanming naturally did not dare to be as big as they were before. They wanted to use Xuanming's divine palm to defeat each other, and drew out their own unique weapons one after another. Safety is the top priority.

The two are the top masters in the world, they have been brothers for decades, and they are very good at combining strikes, so Xuan Cheng can't do anything to them for a while.

The three of them quickly fought into a group, the wind was like a knife within a radius of several meters, Xuan Cheng was unarmed, but showed no fear, on the contrary, the expressions of Xuan Ming and the elders gradually became serious, and their figures became a little obscure.

"Also ask the national teacher to help you." Zhao Min saw that the two elders Xuanming were gradually falling into a disadvantage. Although the moves were back and forth, she knew in her heart that the two were just struggling to support, and she looked at Jinlun for help. King of France.

"Princess, this..." Jinlun Fawang showed hesitation. If his majestic Mongolian national teacher joins forces with others to fight against the enemy, even if he wins, he will lose face.What's more, with the skill shown by Xuan Cheng, Jinlun Fawang really didn't have any confidence in fighting alone, so he fell into a dilemma.

According to Jinlun Fawang's original thinking, although the two elders Xuan Ming and Xuan Ming are no match for Xuan Cheng, if Xuan Cheng wants to win the two elders, he may have to pay a certain price. When the time comes, he will appear on the stage again and face the injured Xuan Cheng, then the chance of winning will be great Increase, in this way, I have won the No.200 in Shaolin Temple for 1 years by myself, and if it is spread, my reputation in the world will be unprecedentedly great, and by the way, I can faintly suppress the Basiba of Nalanda Temple, why not not for.

"National teacher, I know you respect your identity, but our mission is very important. If something happens, I'm afraid it's not easy to explain it to the Great Khan." Hua Zheng also persuaded from the side, she only thought that Jinlun Fawang was concerned about his reputation, Who knew he had so many calculations in his mind.

Even Princess Huazheng spoke up, but Jinlun Fawang could no longer evade it, so he nodded, stood up and said to Xuan Cheng who was fighting in the field: "I am the Mongolian national teacher Jinlun Fawang, and I will come to meet your Excellency today. Be careful." As soon as the words fell, three wheels flew out of his hands, spinning rapidly and attacking Xuan Cheng.

Although Jinlun Fawang is good at plotting others, but after all, as a master of a school, he naturally refuses to sneak up on a sneak attack when there are many attacks and few attacks, so he warns before making moves.

"National teacher, I'll leave it to you here." Hearing the whistling flywheel, the elders Xuanming and Ming forced Xuancheng back temporarily with a tacit understanding, and immediately jumped out of the battle circle.