In front of the Mountain Gate stone tablet, these nine powerful people with unique skills can stir up the situation for a while.

    But I didn''t find it. Not far from them, I practiced plum blossom pile footwork and Shaolin arhat boxing.

    Mingmingwu is really near, but the nine magic powers are unconscious.

    Until face-to-face, Wuzhen was right in front of them. In front of them, the nine demon sects could see the Wuzhen in front of them.

    These nine devil sect leaders feel very confused!

    They were shocked to find that the old monk had been close.

    "Do you have eyes on your hips?"

    "There is an old monk here who hasn''t found it?"

    The gloomy old woman roared at the others with an angry face.

    Generally speaking, their perception and spiritual awareness are extremely sharp. It is impossible to have such a person around without feeling it.

    What''s more, the old monk has been punching nearby.

    Such a big living man, he didn''t see others until he walked in front of him!

    And they''re still here talking about the big secrets of religion.

    But I didn''t notice it at all.

    There is such a person!

    When I walked in front of others, I knew that the old monk had been here all the time.

    He had been boxing here just when they spoke.

    It''s a shame!

    "It''s strange. Why didn''t you notice that there is an old monk here?"

    "Too careless."

    "I''m going to see the leader right away. Maybe we''re upset and have neglected..."

    "Just a useless old waste!"

    …………

    ……

    The elders of the demon sect, who have excellent martial arts and extraordinary strength, look red and feel a little embarrassed.

    There was even some embarrassment on his face.

    At this time, Wuzhen is still practicing Shaolin arhat boxing.

    And with the plum blossom pile footwork.

    "The old monk has just heard our secret."

    "You can''t keep him."

    "What else do I need to say to the people of the demon sect?"

    He was bound with iron chains, and his muscles as strong as cattle stood out.

    The body exudes a fierce smell.

    Seeing Wu Zhen, who is self-centered and obsessed with practicing boxing, a look of disdain flashed in his eyes, like such an old useless old man.

    In their demon sect, they don''t even have the qualification to be a minion.

    Bang Bang

    A big man, strong as an ox, took several steps under his feet, and then hit Wuzhen with a fist.

    Like such an old waste, it''s easy for him to slap him to death!

    Bang!

    Wuzhen is still obsessed with Shaolin arhat boxing.

    But in the blink of an eye, the demon sect elder who was as strong as an ox and had a strong breath was knocked down by Wuzhen''s fist.

    "Who, sir?"

    Such an incredible scene shocked several other demon sect elders.

    Look incredible.

    It was completely beyond their expectation that they faced up to the realization of the old and decadent truth.

    At the same time, he also became vigilant.

    "Shaolin Temple, Abbot''s first disciple, three generations of disciples Wuzhen."

    Wuzhen stopped and looked at the people in front of him, calm and fearless.

    There was some anger in his heart.

    "Go!"

    Almost for a moment, these martial arts are extremely high. Any one can be called a powerful power in this prosperous world.

    Unexpectedly, they rushed towards Wuzhen.

    People in the demon sect don''t force much, and they don''t give their opponents reaction time.

    Play more and play less, and you''ll be done!

    Bang Bang

    Several demon sect elders rushed up, each of whom was an incomparably powerful big man. They were all knocked to the ground like a child with a fist.

    Moreover, the basic martial arts Shaolin arhat boxing and plum blossom pile footwork are used.

    Fist to meat, very simple and rough.

    "Amitabha."

    After announcing the Buddha''s name, the Taoist rhyme on Wuzhen''s body flowed, and the nine storey golden pagoda condensed by countless merits and virtues in the golden light of Qi and fortune turned.

    The golden characters on the merit pagoda echo the inscriptions on the stone tablet at the mountain gate.

    On the stone tablet of the mountain gate, it exudes a majestic atmosphere and a powerful and unparalleled terrible oppressive force.

    "This... My magic skills can''t be condensed."

    "Terrible, the evil spirit on me is dissipating a little bit."

    "What''s the smell of the old monk? Why is it so terrible?"

    "My strength seems to be suppressed..."

    "My sword spirit is firmly locked by a terrible force."

    "His breath restrained us too much!"

    …………

    ……

    For a moment, the demon sect elders who were knocked down by Wuzhen with Shaolin arhat fist were panicked one by one.

    At this moment, they found that their magic skills were restrained by Sheng Sheng.

    The magic spirit that I was proud of dissipated little by little.

    At the same time, there is a vast and terrible force, which suppresses their strength and sword spirit

    All the forces can''t be mobilized. At this moment, they almost become a useless person.

    "Elder, who are you?"

    The gloomy old woman looked frightened. Now she was really a useless old monk in their eyes.

    The monk''s whole body is full of rhymes, and his every move is full of the mighty breath of Buddhism.

    This breath, for them, is a kind of perfect restraint and terrible energy that can''t breathe.

    "As I said, three generations of Shaolin disciples..."

    At this time, Wuzhen didn''t know that these were knocked down by him with Shaolin arhat fist.

    Are some terrible and powerful bigwigs.

    He thought that these people were not powerful. He just showed what he had learned and did not fully master the skillful Shaolin Luohan boxing and plum blossom pile footwork.

    Wuzhen thought that these people were not powerful and did not know that their nine layer merit and virtue pagoda had almost crushed the magic power and evil spirit of these evil cult leaders.

    It''s not clear that his nine story merit pagoda has stimulated the terrible repression of the Mountain Gate stone tablet.

    Let these nine people become useless people worse than him.

    "Abbot, first disciple, enlightenment..."

    Before the truth was finished, these demon sect leaders who were knocked down by him.

    It''s almost tacit understanding. Get up from the ground and attack Wuzhen with all kinds of yin and damage moves

    No martial virtue at all.

    No manners.

    Wu Zhen is an old man who has just entered martial arts and has only one strength the day after tomorrow.

    You devil sect leaders who once stirred the wind and cloud unexpectedly took advantage of their unprepared to launch a sneak attack.

    It''s shameful. It doesn''t speak of martial virtue.

    Bang Bang

    However, the result was that Wuzhen used plum blossom stake footwork and Shaolin arhat boxing.

    They ruthlessly knocked down several evil cult leaders.

    Fist to meat, hit the kind of black and blue face!

    The nine storey merit gold pagoda perfectly restrained the magic power and magic Qi, and stimulated the power of the Mountain Gate stone tablet, which was shrouded in this terrible and majestic power.

    Rolling, the power of the nine people, poison gas, sword gas, sword gas, poetry and Book Gas

    No matter what force, it''s all suppressed!

    All become useless!

    Therefore, in front of the Mountain Gate stone tablet, within the scope of this repressive force, the old enlightenment is really invincible.

    No matter who you are, a set of Shaolin arhat boxing directly teaches you to be a man!

    "Amitabha."

    After proclaiming the Buddha''s name, Wuzhen became angry.

    Today, he learned the inscriptions here to cultivate his martial arts. If he didn''t provoke anyone, these people would beat him.

    They have repeatedly launched sneak attacks without reason.

    In addition, the breath of these people makes Wu Zhen feel very uncomfortable.

    No longer tolerate immediately.

    He used the plum blossom stake footwork and the basic skill Shaolin arhat fist to beat several people who fell to the ground.

    If the old man is angry, he will still hit people.

    Bang Bang

    A unilateral beating.

    Just then, ah Qi, a girl in white, came down from the mountain with her pet ferret.

    I have witnessed with my own eyes the demon sect elders who were once amazing, powerful, cruel and could stir up the situation.

    Wu Zhen, an old monk, used a set of Shaolin arhat boxing to give him a heartless friction on the ground.

    "Master, isn''t he the Abbot''s Apprentice?"

    "Those nine old guys..."

    "How could it be? Those nine old guys were beaten so violently by the old monk?"

    The little ferret on the girl in White''s shoulder explodes its hair directly and widens its eyes. One can''t even practice basic breaking boxing well.

    It''s like playing cotton. The old man is sweating like rain and is about to be tired to death.

    The waste old man it once despised.

    The nine elders with the top combat strength of the demon sect were ruthlessly pressed on the ground with this set of broken, rotten and basic boxing.

    The nine demon sect elders were beaten mercilessly, and they had no temper at all.

    At this time, Wuzhen became so mysterious and unpredictable in the eyes of the girl in white and the little ferret. It was the circulation of Tao rhyme between raising hands, with a strong and vast Buddhist atmosphere.

    With the most basic fist technique, you can also play the trace of Taoist rhyme. The fluctuation of your breath is directly integrated with heaven and earth.

    Poof

    The girl in white frowned, as if she had suddenly been forcibly suppressed by a terrible force.

    Under the rebound, blood vomited out of one mouth.

    "Master, are you all right?"

    The ferret was shocked and looked at the girl in white with concern. She jumped up and down in anxiety.

    "Xuanxin, I still underestimate him too much."

    "Hehe, do you still think that he is not a supernatural power, but an ordinary monk?"

    Erase the blood from the corners of her mouth, the girl in white looked at the little ferret with shock.

    In her opinion, Xuanxin is an old apprentice.

    If he is so strong, how can he not be a man of divine power?

    "Master, this... This..."

    "The taste of small wine is so poisonous. How can small wine be mistaken?"

    "The abbot named Xuanxin is an ordinary monk. He is the old monk. He is the real power."

    "Look at him, the vast Buddhist breath, the natural Taoist rhyme on his body, this terrible oppressive force..."

    The ferret rubbed his eyes. Now he looks left and right. No matter how he looks, he feels that this law is called Wuzhen old monk.

    He is a man of great power who hides very deep and terrible.

    "Oh?"

    "A small mountain temple hides such a powerful Buddha?"

    The girl in white refused to comment on the little ferret, but she still believed her intuition.

    I still feel that this small mountain temple Shaolin Temple.

    The real magic power is Xuanxin!