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"Pindao doesn't have this habit either. Go down to recuperate your wounds. When you have had enough rest, Pindao is going to let you experience the unique knowledge of Taoism." Wang Yuanzhi snorted coldly.

"The poor don't bully the wounded." Jin Xia's real person obviously has a style of not talking too much.

In this way, only Sun Wuji of Shenwumen was left in the field.

Sun Wuji looked at Monk Huiming who hadn't finished yet, and then looked up at several seniors around him. After weighing in his mind, he seemed hesitant to speak.

The heroes all felt amused when they saw his blushing face, it was really not easy for a tall and thick man to be so deflated.

"Master Sun, you don't even want to bully the wounded, do you? That's a shame." Someone booed.

I……

"Then what's the matter? Anyway, the Shaolin monk is not a good person. Isn't he trying to be number one in the world? Then he must defeat you all one by one. Sooner or later, he will not pass this test."

Obviously, this passer-by has a relationship with Shaolin.

Abbot Tanzhi looked at the performance of the people in the martial arts, and felt a little cold in his heart. Shaolin's reputation has been damaged to the extreme, and he doesn't know how many years it will take to restore it.

Sun Wuji endured it for a long time and said, "I, I didn't have the habit of bullying the wounded.

But I only have top-notch cultivation, and these seniors know that they are peerless masters without even looking at them. I can't beat any of them, but it's not my style to admit defeat. This Zen master is injured and his strength is damaged. Maybe I can find some points in front of peerless masters. confidence……"

After Sun Wuji finished speaking hesitantly, the heroes hadn't responded yet, the old Shaolin monk Huiming was already angry: "Okay, it really is a hero born a young man, I have been out of the rivers and lakes for decades, I didn't expect to be forgotten so far?

Even though I was injured, Peerless is Peerless. If you are defeated by a peerless person, I will turn around and leave today, and there is no need to talk about swords. "

Today's Chapter 1, please support.

Chapter 7 and five, how do you count this?

Wow!The domineering words of the old monk Huiming instantly ignited the atmosphere of the audience. Looking at the old monk's benevolent eyebrows, he did not expect that he was still in a tiger's majesty. These words were definitely domineering.

Many people can't help guessing that this old monk must have been a person with a story back then.

Only those elderly people in the field knew that this old monk was also a Tianjiao, and he was also a ruthless character in the world.

"Sun Wuji, you are too despicable, bullying the wounded, so what if you win? Don't you feel ashamed?" Abbot Tanzhi shouted angrily.

"Yes, yes, it's too shameful for a middle-aged man to bully an old man!"

……

A lot of people down here are talking to each other, and they have everything to say, but the Shenwumen who came after them responded angrily: "Our sect master asks for advice from the peerless realm, is it still bullying?

According to what you said, could it be that we all lay still on the ground and let the old monk crush us one by one? "

... What this person said was rough and reasonable, but all the classmates around him rolled their eyes at him. What does it mean to lie on the ground and not move?Still lie on the ground and let the old monk come? ? ?can you speak?

"Don't say too much, junior, let's recruit. There are not many opportunities to challenge the old monk. You should cherish the opportunity." Monk Huiming waved his hand and directed to Sun Wuji.

Sun Wuji saluted respectfully, "Thank you senior for giving me the opportunity. This junior knows that he is no match for senior. I just want to experience it. I'm offended!"

After speaking, his whole body was shaken, and the strength of his whole body exploded completely, like a human-shaped cannonball, he rushed towards the old monk.

Old monk Huiming slightly curved his mouth, bluffed, and stretched out his hand to face him with a vajra palm, and the golden palm print was directly printed on Sun Wuji's body.

Everyone exclaimed, how can this be played?Isn't Clan Master Sun about to be knocked out in one move?

The group of Shenwu Sect also became nervous. Although they knew that the head of the sect had practiced a unique physical training skill, it was difficult to say whether they could hold back this kind of true energy.

Sun Wuji was on the scene, seeing the giant golden palm trembled in his heart, but he had no regrets when the arrow came out, even if he was killed by a palm, he couldn't escape, let alone whether he could escape.

Simply, he gritted his teeth and closed his eyes, whatever the hell, he has a thick skin, if he is really tricked in seconds, then he will really be convinced.

Even if he was seriously injured, he knew the difference in realm, and he just went back to practice hard.

In the exclamation of everyone, Sun Wuji was not surprised, and was sent flying by a stance of Vajra Palm. Fortunately, there is no limit to the scope of this arena. Regardless of whether Sun Wuji died or not, he was defeated by one move.

"Hmph, I only exerted [-]% of my strength, but it's not something you, a top brat, can take over. Go back and recuperate." After monk Huiming finished speaking, he turned around smartly and was about to end.

On the other side, everyone from the Shenwu Sect has already rushed towards Sun Wuji, Sect Master, how are you doing?

But before they rushed over, Sun Wuji, who had fallen down and rolled several times, got up by himself, patted the dust on his body with a wave, and said in a daze, "Well, it doesn't seem to be a problem, it doesn't hurt or itch. "

Huh... what's going on?Does it hurt or itch?Wasn't this person beaten to death?Get up by yourself?

"Master, are you alright?"

"It's okay, that old monk is bluffing, it doesn't hurt at all, what a diamond palm, it's a waste of fame." Sun Wuji said disdainfully.

"Impossible!" The old monk turned around and exclaimed, looking straight at Sun Wuji with disbelief in his eyes.

"Seventy percent of my vajra palm, few people in this world can take it without damage, unless you have Lan Tianhou's golden bell body protection."

Bai Fan was amused, this old monk is really arrogant, this pretentious skill is almost as good as that of the Great Wheel Ming King Jiumozhi, but it is obvious that he is blind, although Sun Wuji is not a golden bell, he is horizontal Practicing unique skills in iron cloth shirts, iron sheets and iron palms, this person is a personal machine.

"I'm not talented, please try with ten successes." Sun Wuji laughed.

This guy is bad enough, as you can tell by his expression, he obviously looks down on the old monk.

Where has Huiming been insulted like this?Immediately furious, without saying much, he took a step forward, and pointed at Sun Wuji who was in front of him, and pointed at Sun Wuji, who was in front of him.

Seeing this gray streak of destructive energy, Sun Wuji's heart tightened. It was so strong. This move obviously gave him a sense of crisis. It was completely different from the Vajra Palm just now. Is this the power of a peerless master?

Since there was a killer move going straight to the chest in front of him, Sun Wuji didn't dare to get dizzy and force it, and avoided it sideways, but he was still brushed past him, and a bloodstain was drawn on his left arm, which was so hot. The feeling instantly made Sun Wuji sober up a lot.

"Senior, it's just a discussion, don't use dead hands."

Monk Huiming snorted coldly: "Now you know how to beg for mercy? What did you think when you humiliated the old monk?

Boy, it's late, you can stay today! "

Seeing that he had hurt the opponent with his finger, Monk Huiming was very happy. This kid is not a brass-skinned man, so using his finger to break the face is still effective.

No more hesitation, pointing out with both hands again and again, one after another fierce fingering, dazzled the people around, is this Shaolin's unique skill so powerful?The old monk obviously used a different kind of move, and the move was fatal. In just a moment, Sun Wuji was dripping with blood, and many blood holes were punched out in his arms and thighs. If he hadn't dodged in time, he might have been killed by the old monk. The monk fell down.

It's just that these injuries are not penetrating injuries, so they are not so fatal.

"Sect master, forget it, that old monk is too powerful, let's withdraw, go back to retreat and practice martial arts, and he will be a good man again in 20 years." A disciple of Shenwumen shouted.

After yelling, he was pushed to the ground by the same door. Can he speak? What does it mean to be a hero again in 20 years?That's what the dead call when they die.

But Sun Wuji gritted his teeth and insisted: "It's okay, I can do it, old monk, if you have the guts to try another round, I have a copper skin and iron bones, don't you believe that you can have no limit?"

Sun Wuji was also a shrewd person, he was not fooled by a round of fingering, but he already had a calculation in his heart, the old monk's subsequent fingering was obviously incapable, and he was only slightly injured after a few fingerings.

With a roar, Sun Wuji actually changed his method and took the initiative to attack, covered in blood, combined with the evil spirit all over his body, it was really bluffing.