Shaolin Bajue

Chapter 32 Resurrection
The old master's body was not stable, he suddenly struck, his body bent down, his five fingers covered Fang Jianming's spirit cover like wolf claws.White bones protrude from the palm, lifelike, leaping forward.

"Suffer to death, boy!"

The air suddenly tightened, and Fang Jianming was suddenly one foot shorter, and then another foot, and was instantly "slammed" into the ground by the palm of the old man's "Bone Hell Record", and he was about to be completely buried.

At this moment, Fang Jianming stretched his hair by an inch, and with a loud "boom", his body broke through the ground, and the Tianchan knife was unsheathed in lightning.

The light of the knife flashed across the air like a thunderbolt, and countless cicadas danced in the air.

Seeing the sword god, he sighed and thought, "So this is the true power of the Tian Chan Saber!"

Where did the cicadas flying all over the sky come from?No one can see clearly, the only thing that can be seen clearly is that the cicada is integrated with the body of the knife, and the knife is pointing at that cicada.

The old man was shocked by a powerful internal force at the moment when Fang Jianming broke through the ground. Before he knew the reason, a flying cicada suddenly struck in front of him. He was taken aback and quickly backed away——

He retreated again and again, there was no way to retreat, so he had to use his internal strength to cast a bone shadow, who knew he couldn't resist the power of Fei Chan.The old man was terrified, and he used the "thousand catty pendant" under his feet, pushing forward with both hands, and the shadows of the two rows of bones could withstand the flying cicada.

"Damn! What kind of magic knife is this? Why can't 'Bone Hell Record' stop it? Could it be that the 'Four Great Evil Books' are vegetarians?"

"Stop struggling to die, obediently take out the 'Marrow Washing Sutra', or the old man will kill you!" Fang Jianming shouted loudly.

The old man was frightened, his internal energy seemed to be weakening, beads of sweat flowed out, his childish face suddenly changed, wrinkled.

"Your Majesty, please put away the knife, and I will leave the 'Marrow Washing Sutra' to you." The old man almost cried out.

With a cold snort, Fang Jianming made a beautiful spin, the flying cicada disappeared, and the blade returned to its sheath.

The old man let out a breath of exhaustion. In this moment, "Bone Hell Record" has been practiced for ten years in vain, and Fang Jianming's knife is too powerful.

Seeing Fang Jianming staring at him coldly, with black light still flashing in his eyes, he didn't dare to think too much, took out an elegant scroll from his bosom, and handed it to Fang Jianming.

Fang Jianming reached out to take it, his complexion suddenly changed, his body made a noise like fried beans, and he threw the marrow washing sutra with his backhand, which was in the direction of the sword god.He hugged his head and cried out in pain: "My head hurts, it hurts—" the childish voice resumed.

The old man made a decisive decision, his eyes were full of murderous intent, and he flew out with a palm, which was hard on Fang Jianming's chest.Fang Jianming spurted blood wildly and flew back from the ground.

Dao Shen took the Sutra of Washing Marrow in his hand, saw this situation, roared, put the Sutra of Washing Marrow into his bosom, picked up Fang Jianming who was coming towards him, turned around and ran away.

Hearing the roar of Dao Shen, the old man also said that he was coming to fight him desperately, he concentrated on his guard, but Dao Shen had already run not far away, knowing that he had been fooled, he was extremely ashamed.

"Where are you going?"

Hitting the palm with the palm force, the wind blew across the ground, blasting towards the back of the sword god.The sword god can take this palm, but he is an old Jianghu after all. He knows that there are many masters in "Lover's Villa", and there may be masters among the masters. If there is a slight delay, the chance of getting out of the body is unknown, so he dare not try it lightly. , hastily exercised his whole body, forced to accept the opponent's splitting palm force, took advantage of the force, leaped across the air, and smashed through the door of the hall.

There were dozens of people standing outside the hall, Qiu Feng was among them, the door was shattered, and everyone couldn't help being stunned.

The sword god "haha" laughed wildly, punched the machete forcefully, and shouted: "Whoever blocks me will die!"

With a slash, a wave of domineering swords blasted out like mountains and seas, and the air flow surged, making it difficult to breathe.Everyone turned pale with shock, how dare they go up to seek death, and dispersed one after another.

The saber god's saber was so powerful that it pierced through Changhong. The walls, vegetation, and rocks blocking the way in front of him could not withstand the saber's force at all, and they were smashed to pieces in an instant.

The sword god clamped Fang Jianming, followed the avenue cut by the machete, and performed extremely light kung fu, flying away.Only the people who stared blankly were left.

The old man seemed to have scruples, so he didn't come out of the palace.

"I will never let you go, kill—" Borrowing the voice, I used my mind to force a burst of energy, and instantly chased behind the Sword God. Change.

He was attacked twice in a row and suffered internal injuries. As soon as he left the lover's villa, he ran in a panic.One moment is the woods, another moment is the meadow, another moment is the high mountain, and the other moment is the valley. My sanity gradually becomes blurred, and I don’t know where to run.

Fang Jianming came to the mysterious valley again, this time he was brought in by a strange call.There were bursts of whispers in his ears, and a moving figure could not help but appear in front of his eyes.She is the fairy in green in the valley.

However, when Fang Jianming walked into the valley, he didn't see her, and he heard the sound of fighting.He wondered in his heart, isn't it impossible for outsiders to enter this mysterious valley?How could anyone fight here?Could it be that Uncle Mu and Fairy in Green got into a fight?

In a hurry, he strode down to the bottom of the valley, jumped over several small hills, passed through a forest, and came to the place where he practiced and meditated all the year round.

Seeing the scene in front of him, he ran up angrily and shouted: "Stop it, stop it!"

This place has long been changed beyond recognition, flowers and plants are scattered all over the place, a dozen big trees have fallen down, and the peaceful atmosphere is messed up by two people who are "cracking" in mid-air.

One of them was Uncle Mu Mu. Although his movements were a little stiff and seemed inflexible, he was firmly in the upper hand.

The other one is not a fairy in green clothes, he looks weird, you can't call him a human being, because his body is almost transparent, and he looks light and light, and when the wind blows, it seems that he can be blown out of the sky.

Fang Jianming saw that this "weird man" was not beaten down by Uncle Mu because of his "lightness kung fu", he secretly felt it was amused.

But seeing that trees, flowers, wild animals, rocks, and rivers were all affected by their gestures, there was no reason to look at it, and said angrily: "If you tell you to stop, don't stop! If you continue to fight like this, my home will be destroyed." , stop with me!"

Uncle Mu Mu said aggrievedly: "It's not that I want to do it, it's that he is pestering me. Boy, why did you let this insane guy in?"

The strange man scolded back: "Fart, fart, let your big stinky fart go! What did you put in? There is no place in the world that the old man can't break in. I'm so fucking laughing, the wooden man can still talk."

Uncle Mu smiled and said, "I don't know how to fart, let alone fart, so I'll give it back to you!"

The strange man was in a hurry, and shouted: "You are looking for death!"

When Uncle Mu heard this, he was furious.For hundreds of years, who dared to speak to him in this tone.

"I don't know the heights of the heavens and the depths of the earth, if you don't know that you are the previous master of the Tianchan Dao, just based on your words, I will chop you into thin air with one palm, and you will never be reborn forever!"

The strange man still said without knowing life and death: "What nonsense, 150 years ago, I didn't know how many people were killed. What are you, dare to say such big words?"

Uncle Mu suddenly slashed out with his palm, hitting the opponent's chest.

The weird man laughed and said, "I can't hack it, you—"

"Who says it can't be broken, break it for me..."

The strange man let out a scream and fell down from mid-air.

Uncle Mu Mu said cursingly: "No more beatings, no more beatings, if you keep beating me up, I'll either be pissed off by you, or I'll be scolded to death by Boy Fang!"

Fang Jianming saw that the "war" had finally ceased, and ran over to help the strange man up, but the strange man refused to let him help him, so he stood up lightly, stared at Fang Jianming, and said, "Are you that kid?"

Fang Jianming was confused and said, "What kid?"

The strange man looked at him, suddenly beamed with joy, and said, "So it's really you! But I found you. Do you know, kid? Ever since Tian Chandao recognized you as master, I always want to see you. These days, I have been bored here, so I had to lose my temper. I don’t know where a talking wooden man ran out. His martial arts are surprisingly high, much better than the old monk who almost beat me to death. , He asked me not to mess around. Grandma, I'm not bluffing, so I fought hundreds of tricks with him. Hehe, who... who knows that he has been telling me that the slap just now was just fucking amazing! "

Fang Jianming was confused and didn't know what he was talking about. In addition, he was full of foul language. "Lao Tzu" was flying all over the sky. He frowned and asked, "Who are you? How did you come here? You are the Heavenly Chandao The last generation of masters?"

The strange man was stunned for a while, his expression was gloomy, and he said he was as frustrated as he was, and sighed: "It's a long story, old man—I was a woodcutter, and I made a living by collecting firewood. He is a martial arts master. He said that he would pass on the Tian Chan Knife, the secret book and his inner strength to me, and asked me to help him kill his enemies. I don’t know how powerful the Tian Chan Knife is. I saw a very interesting knife beside him. , and heard that there is a kung fu that can be learned from high to high, so I agreed to him. After he passed on the inner strength to me, he told me the name of the Chou family, and said that this Tianchan knife is a treasure that everyone in the martial arts wants to have. He asked me to keep it safe, and told me to practice kung fu for more than ten years before I could kill his enemy. Soon, he died.

At that time, I practiced the knife while collecting firewood. I collected more and more firewood and sold it for a lot of money. Later, I also learned a lot about the world.

After leaving the mountain, I defeated many famous masters by virtue of my profound internal strength and fifteen moves of the Heavenly Cicada Saber. During this period, I killed the enemies of those who passed on my merits.

I don't know why, but I like killing people more and more. I don't know whether it's right or wrong, and I don't know how many people have killed. People call me "Killing God".

Soon, a group of Shaolin monks came to my door and said that the saber in my hand was a treasured saber of Shaolin Temple and they wanted to take it back, and they wanted me to become a monk and stop killing people.

Grandma's, of course I don't want to fight with them.The leading monk is really nothing, his kung fu is surprisingly good, and he is good at "Ananda swordsmanship".Old -- I haven't practiced for as long as him, so I'm not his opponent.However, after he seriously injured me, he was also slightly injured by me. He couldn't stop me and let me escape into a valley.

(End of this chapter)