surnamed Wang

Chapter 131 Why hide?

Wang Quanquan's time of thinking seems to be long, but it is extremely short in the eyes of outsiders.

The rest of the people only felt that Qingfeng in Wang Gingquan's hand had reached the monk's face in a blink of an eye, but, to everyone's surprise, the sword stayed three inches away from the monk's body, unable to penetrate an inch.

The other two only felt strange, but Zhong Li was shocked.

He has practiced Neijia Qigong hard for 20 years, and he can tell at a glance that this monk is also using hard Qigong. Although the two are not the same, but the principles are similar, and depending on the situation, the other party has practiced this Kungfu to the point of perfection.

"Hero, be careful, he has practiced top-level qigong, he can form a wall of qi around his body, he won't be hurt by a knife, and he won't be destroyed by an axe." Zhong Li quickly reminded him.

Needless to say, Wang Gingquan's hands are numb from chopping, so don't you know how powerful this thing is?

If ordinary people encountered this kind of kung fu, they might have to turn around and run away, but this instead hit Wang Gangquan's gun.

"Second form, take off the rabbit, third form..."

Seeing that the opponent was not moving, Wang Bingquan began to attack continuously, one sword after another, one move after another, each move was a little stronger than the previous one, and his aura became indomitable because of this.

Until the first twelve poses were exhausted, Monk Laitou still stood in place, not moving at all, not even a single bit of the monk's robe on his body was damaged.

At this time, Wang Gingquan put his sword back into its sheath and stopped attacking. Instead, he bowed to the opponent in a gentle and elegant manner, and said, "Master's Buddha Dharma is boundless, I admire it."

"If the old monk remembers correctly, what follows is the essence of this set of sword techniques."

The monk smiled, as if everything was under control.

how come?No matter how well Wang Gangquan disguised himself, his pupils could not help constricting violently. How could this monk know his background?Or is he playing tricks?

It seemed that in order to verify Wang Gangquan's thoughts, the old monk walked within ten steps automatically, and looked at Wang Gangquan with a smile on his face, as if provocative.

In this case, don't blame me for being rude!

Wang Gingquan's eyes showed murderous intent, and his left thumb pressed against the gauntlet again. In the next instant, Zhemei came out of the sheath for the third time. In an instant, the sword aura wrapped in murderous aura spread out to a range of ten steps centered on Wang Gingquan.

The impenetrable sword energy leveled everything around, even the gravel on the ground was smashed into powder.

After the smoke cleared, Wang Gangquan couldn't help but widen his eyes, "How is this possible!"

Everything in front of him was too absurd - I saw that the monk was still standing there intact, with a smile on his face, without any damage.

"Impossible, how did you do it?"

The Thirteen Stunning Stances that once stirred up the North Turkistan army like chickens and dogs did not hurt the monk in the slightest, this is unacceptable to Wang Qingquan.

He even had an absurd idea because of this: the other party must not be the reincarnation of an Arhat, right?

"Here, the poor monk allows the benefactor to cut it thirteen times, and the benefactor should receive another thirteen palms from the poor monk."

From the beginning to the end, the old monk who had been in a state of samadhi, spoke in a calm manner at this moment, but uttered creepy words.

Thirteen palms?Wang Gangquan broke out in a cold sweat, just now he was in a state of embarrassment just after receiving that slap, now he will receive thirteen slaps, will he die?
As if he was afraid that the king was not afraid enough, the old monk continued to explain: "The poor monk's palm is called Vajra Palm, and it is a unique technique of Shaolin Temple."

As soon as the monk's accent fell, his figure disappeared in place strangely. Wang Gingquan had been wary of his hand for a long time, and he dodged and rolled forward. The place where he was standing was immediately blown out of a deep hole.

"Damn it, what the hell are you telling me that this is the Vajra Palm? This old guy won't be like Liu Luming, he also tosses explosives, right?"

While fleeing, Wang Gangquan did not forget to slander him a few words.

Fight!The moment Wang Gingquan got up, Zhemei came out of her sheath again, and the sword energy also swept out, but the momentum was much weaker than before.

Wang Lingquan's move is easy to hide from others. The No.13 sword move will not completely release the sword energy, but will leave a part of it, but after that, it can only be released one by one, and the power will become more and more powerful. weaker.

He also relied on this sudden move before to defeat Pu Wen, and now he used it again, which is enough to show that he was cornered.

……

With the sweeping sword energy, he instantly collided with a palm flying invisibly, and immediately made a loud noise out of thin air.

Facing swords against palms was supposed to be extremely advantageous, but in reality Wang Lingquan was extremely passive.

Monk Laitou's movements are too weird, he often appears in unexpected places, and disappears without a trace with a slap, which is really confusing.

Could it be that the ground shrinks into an inch?
A flash of inspiration flashed in Wang Gangquan's mind, and he remembered a kung fu method recorded in ancient books. It is said that it can be achieved in one step even if it is a hundred miles away.

But this kind of mysterious method can only be practiced at the Jindan stage, how does this monk do it now?
Wang Gangquan's thoughts turned sharply, and he dodged three attacks in a row. He is already at the end of his strength at this moment.

After a few quick steps to get away, Wang Gangquan took out a paper bag from his arms again, this was the last bag of realgar.

The moment he took out the realgar powder, he turned around and threw the paper bag in his hand away.

"I knew you would sneak attack."

After fighting with Monk Laitou for so long, I finally found some rules.

The old monk was also taken aback by the opponent's sudden move. The incident happened so suddenly, he didn't see what the opponent threw, so he slapped it out.

How could the paper bag withstand his palm, it shattered in the air, and the powder inside also exploded, and the old monk was instantly enveloped in smoke.

"Hmph, what a trick!"

Monk Laitou shook his arms, and a wave of air was generated around him in an instant, sweeping away the powder floating around.

Looking at Wang Gingquan again, taking advantage of the chaos, he readjusted his posture, bent down and lowered his figure, and put his hand on the hilt of the sword, which was impressively the opening gesture of Jinghong Thirteen Stances.

Seeing this, the old monk remained motionless, put his palms together, and said in a deep voice, "Your swordsmanship can't hurt the poor monk."

"Since it can't be hurt, why hide?"

Wang Gingquan has long seen through the monk's tricks. If he said that the first twelve poses could not hurt him, it would be understandable. In this No. 13 pose, he clearly avoided it by shrinking the ground to an inch, and waited for the smoke and dust to disperse. Go, and quickly turn back, creating the illusion of being immobile as a mountain.

Seeing that the other party had seen through, the old monk lowered his hands, no longer pretending to be mysterious, obviously he wanted to confront Wang Gangquan head-on.

The field suddenly fell into silence, both sides were waiting for the other side to show their flaws, but it is not easy for a master to show his flaws.

"Sword Five, Break Armor!"

Wang Pingquan started with the fastest sword five. This style emphasizes speed and penetration. In the battle of the Northwest that day, Wang Pingquan smashed the heavy armored warriors in the north with a single blow. ability.

It's just that this time what he wants is the speed of this style, so as to quickly close the distance between the two.

Seeing Wang Bingquan's move, the old monk couldn't help being surprised. He could use the fifth move directly?

The reason why Monk Laitou knows so much about the thirteen moves of Jinghong is because he has personally learned them, but at that time his skill was still weak, and he was on par with those who used this set of swordsmanship. It's over, I didn't expect to be able to face this set of swordsmanship again under such circumstances.

"Vajra Subduing Tiger Fist!"

At this moment, the old monk was also ignited to fight, he shouted loudly, and then he punched out, meeting Wang Gangquan's "Break Armor".

(End of this chapter)