The heavens start from Quanzhen swordsmanship

Chapter 172 Dare not to give face to the sweeping monk?
In the main hall of Shaolin Temple, everyone heard the meaning of Qiao Feng's words, which was the news from Xu Zhiqing.

A few people also looked puzzled at this time, what are they talking about?
Who is Murong Bo?

Could it be that he has enmity with Qiao Feng and others?

Didn't the abbot break the precept of killing?

Only some old monks knew about Murong Bo.

When they heard that Murong Bo had faked his death, they were a little surprised for a moment.

real or fake?

They didn't know much about Xu Zhiqing.

It's a character who popped up out of nowhere, and I don't know what its origin is.

All he knew was that as soon as this person appeared on the stage, he killed Ding Chunqiu, who was feared in the world.

It is said that there are many ways of martial arts, and there are also Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms in the Beggar Clan.

In addition, the Duan family's Yiyang finger and the legendary six-meridian sword will also be introduced.

No one knows how young master Xu's martial arts really is.

Just looking at the appearance of the Qiao gang leader when he came, I only know that this person should be the leader.

Everyone faintly felt that the current situation was caused by this person alone?

Even if they had doubts, they would not speak out.

Now, they were all waiting for Xu Zhiqing to speak.

Xu Zhiqing looked at everyone, especially Qiao Feng, who still had pleading eyes.

He nodded slightly, expressing his affirmation.

Then he continued to Xiao Yuanshan: "That person has the same purpose as yours, they are both hiding in Shaolin Temple to learn martial arts cheats!"

It was good if he didn't say this, once he said it, the monks in the hall immediately glared at Xiao Yuanshan.

Even Qiao Feng was a little embarrassed when he heard this.

Stealing others' martial arts is a big taboo in the martial arts world.

Even worse than stealing someone else's wife.

Everyone looked at Xiao Yuanshan, but Xiao Yuanshan's face remained normal, without any embarrassment.

He only cares about one thing.

"The person I met, is he Murong Bo?"

Xu Zhiqing nodded.

Xiao Yuanshan looked at Xuanci.

"Xuanci, that person should still be in the Sutra Pavilion!"

Xuanci's expression darkened when he heard this, not only him, but also the rest of the monks.

They thought of the martial arts book in their scripture pavilion, which was being read and peeked at by others, their faces were gloomy.

"go!"

One of the elders took the initiative to stand up.

Seeing this, Xuanci also stood up.

A group of monks went to the Sutra Pavilion with gloomy faces.

Xu Zhiqing said to Qiao Feng: "Let's follow too!"

A group of people soon arrived at the Sutra Pavilion.

One of the elders looked at the Sutra Pavilion and waved his hand.

"Close the Sutra Pavilion!"

"Search!"

Several disciples from Shaolin Temple hurried into the Sutra Pavilion, looking for all the strangers.

While they were searching, a figure suddenly flew out of the scripture storage pavilion.

"Where to escape!"

After Xiao Yuanshan saw it, he immediately stopped this person.

After everyone saw clearly, they found that it was also a person wearing a mask.

The masked man saw the Shaolin monks mobilizing the crowd, and Xiao Yuanshan who stopped him.

There was a look of surprise in his eyes.

He also met Xiao Yuanshan before, and the other person was also wearing a mask, he didn't know it was Xiao Yuanshan.

Now that he saw Xiao Yuanshan's eyes clearly, how could he not be surprised.

"Aren't you dead?"

As soon as his words came out, Xiao Yuanshan felt cold.

"It really is you, you black hand behind the scenes!"

He said and rushed forward.

Murong Bo was not afraid at all.

"Just try your martial arts!"

The two hit each other in the blink of an eye.

Both of them shot very quickly, and most people only saw the two entangled together, and couldn't see any moves at all.

Some eminent monks of Shaolin Temple, but they can see that both of them have Shaolin Temple martial arts in their moves.

There are even 72 stunts of Shaolin Temple.

When they thought that Shaolin Temple's 72 skills were stolen by outsiders, they were nervous and prepared to call on the monks to surround them.

After Murong Bo and Xiao Yuanshan noticed this scene, they jumped out of the wall during the fight and changed to another direction.

Everyone was busy chasing after them, but they saw that the two of them were getting farther and farther away, and others couldn't catch up.

Xu Zhiqing, Qiao Feng, Xuan Ci and others could keep up.

When Qiao Feng was about to make a move, a figure suddenly appeared and stopped Qiao Feng.

"cousin!"

When Wang Yuyan saw the person who came out, she had a look of surprise on her face.

Murong Fu's complexion was also very complicated. He heard that Shaolin Temple was swept away, so he wanted to come and have a look.

In addition, let me explain that those people who were killed in the rivers and lakes were not beaten to death by him using the same way.

As a result, he was outside the main hall, but he heard the news that his father was not dead.

He secretly followed the crowd to the Buddhist scripture pavilion.

He wasn't sure if the man in black was his father, seeing that Qiao Feng wanted to join forces with Xiao Yuanshan, he had no choice but to stand up.

There was no surprise on Xu Zhiqing's face.

He has beaten Murong Fu before, and he is very familiar with Murong Fu's aura.

When Murong Fu was hiding outside the hall, he sensed it.

It's just that he didn't say anything.

Whether Murong comes back or not has little influence on him.

When Qiao Feng saw Murong Fu, his face was also complicated.

There has been a rumor in the rivers and lakes about North Qiaofeng and South Murong.

The two have always been equally famous in the rivers and lakes.

He didn't expect that the second time the two met, they would do it directly.

The other party is the son of the mastermind behind the scenes.

Murong Fu stopped Qiao Feng, and Xiao Yuanshan, who was fighting Murong Bo, laughed when he saw this.

"Murong Bo, today is my father beating my father, and my son beating my son!"

When Murong Bo heard Xiao Yuanshan call his own name, he didn't know where the other party knew him.

However, he did not hide his face in the end.

He chose to pull down the mask.

When Murong Fu saw that familiar face, he couldn't help blurting out.

Murong Bo looked at the handsome son of his parents, while smiling, he also said in a cold voice: "Look at what you have done, you have not completed what you have been asked to do until now!"

"Father, baby, baby is incompetent!"

"Humph!"

Murong Bo didn't teach his son any more, it would be inappropriate to criticize his son in front of everyone.

Just after his words fell to the ground, there was a burst of noise.

"Hahaha, old Mr. Murong Bo, you really didn't die, did I just tell you? How could you suddenly die with such high martial arts!"

Everyone turned their heads to look, and saw a monk with a precious face coming out.

"Jumozhi!"

Murong Bo called out Jiumozhi's name.

"It's the little monk!"

Jiumozhi saluted Murong Bo slowly.

"I've met senior Murong, and I thank you for your guidance!"

"It's a pity that the little monk promised the old man, but it can't be fulfilled. The Six Meridians Sword of the Duan family is really powerful!"

When Jiumozhi said this, he looked at Xu Zhiqing with fear.

This young man's martial arts are unreasonably high, once the six-veined sword is released, he can't even get close to him.

Jiumozhi's gaze also made everyone look at Xu Zhiqing involuntarily.

Isn't this person surnamed Xu?
How could he know the Duan family's six-meridian sword?

"Oh! Didn't expect to learn the Six Meridians Excalibur?"

Jiumozhi nodded, he smiled and then took the initiative to say: "This benefactor Xu, he knows the Duan family's six-veined sword, I don't know if it is the six-veined sword, he can also subdue the dragon and eighteen palms!"

"Presumably other martial arts are also known, such as Shaolin Temple's 72 stunts?"

When everyone heard this, they looked at Xu Zhiqing with suspicion.

Could it be that this person also secretly learned the 72 stunts of Shaolin Temple.

"Well, you bad monk, what do you mean by that?"

However, Zhong Ling was very displeased with Jiumozhi, she could tell that Jiumozhi wanted to bring hatred to Xu Zhiqing.

Jiumozhi smiled modestly.

"Young monks are just telling the truth, monks never tell lies!"

Xu Zhiqing looked at Jiumozhi with a half-smile.

"National Teacher, you didn't even fulfill your oath to me!"

Jiumozhi has a very thick skin.

"Back then Mr. Xu led the people away, but it's a pity that I didn't catch up with him!"

Xu Zhiqing waved his hand, he didn't care about this.

"So what are you doing here? Do you want people from Shaolin Temple to besiege me?"

Xu Zhiqing looked around as he spoke.

He said indifferently: "I don't know the 72 stunts of Shaolin Temple, but I have a copy of Yi Jin Jing on my body!"

As he spoke, he took out the Yi Jin Jing from Shaolin Temple.

Jiumozhi, Murong Bo and Xiao Yuanshan, after hearing the name of Yi Jin Jing, they couldn't help looking at the book that Xu Zhiqing took out.

"I came to Shaolin today because I want to return the property to its original owner!"

He has already learned the Yi Jin Jing, so he just took this opportunity to return the property to its original owner.

Xu Zhiqing said that he sent the scriptures to Xuannan.

However, at the same time that he had just returned to his original position.

Jiumozhi, Murong Bo and Xiao Yuanshan attacked Xuannan together.

They actually wanted to snatch the Yi Jin Jing away on the spot.

Xu Zhiqing clicked his tongue, but did not move.

"Amitabha!"

At this moment, an old monk with a broom came out suddenly, chanting the Buddha's name.

Xu Zhiqing looked at the old monk, who looked ordinary, like a frail old man.

However, the broom in the old monk's hand kept stirring, sweeping the fallen leaves in the yard in a circle.

He noticed that no matter where the fallen leaves went or how many there were, they were all within the circle drawn by the old monk.

Everyone noticed it, including the monks of Shaolin Temple.

They were all surprised when they saw the hand that the sweeping monk showed.

"Senior, please step aside!"

The sweeping monk stood in front of Xuannan as soon as he appeared, just separating Xuannan from Jiumozhi, Murong Bo and Xiao Yuanshan.

Jiumozhi was a little impatient.

The last time he came to Shaolin Temple, he found that the monks in Shaolin Temple were just trying to gain fame.

How can there be such a high level of martial arts.

Obviously there are so many profound martial arts cheats, but there are no monks with too strong martial arts.

He shouted to let the sweeping monk get out of the way, but he couldn't help but patted the sweeping monk with his hand.

He didn't intend to kill anyone, he just wanted to slap the man away.

"You bad monk, how could you do something to the old man!"

Zhong Ling yelled, but it was too late to make a move.

She looked at Xu Zhiqing.

But seeing Xu Zhiqing standing steadily, she looked at her sister Wang Yuyan, but she didn't move when she saw her sister Wang Yuyan.

She faintly felt something in her heart.

At this moment, Jiumozhi, who wanted to push away the sweeping monk, suddenly tilted his body and pushed his palm away.

Jiumozhi thought it was skewed, so he pushed again, but he still couldn't push the monk.

This time, he knew why.

"It's so well hidden!"

As Jiumozhi said, he circulated his inner strength and slapped the sweeping monk heavily.

However, his heavy palm, under the sweeping monk's broom, was still like a fallen leaf, and became extremely obedient with his broom.

Jiumozhi couldn't control his figure, not to mention hitting the air with his palm, he almost hit himself.

When Murong Bo saw this, his eyes moved slightly.

This is simply a change of time, returning to the other body with the other's way.

Everyone looked at this scene in surprise, and they also saw that the sweeping monk was not simple.

Who is Jiumozhi? He defeated the monks in Shaolin Temple one by one.

But now, he couldn't help himself under the broom of an old monk.

Jiumozhi didn't believe in evil, so he played a few more tricks.

However, no matter what the move was, it became ordinary when it came to the sweeping monk.

"Xiemen, what kind of evil martial arts do you old monk practice!"

The sweeping monk, however, spoke softly after Amitabha Buddha said, "The old monk can only do some sweeping skills, but he doesn't know much about other skills!"

What he said was very serious, but in Jiumozhi's ears, it seemed extremely mocking.

"Then let me teach you how to sweep the floor!"

Unbelievable, he shot again.

The result is still the same as before, returning without success.

He even patted his chest with a palm.

This time, Jiumozhi didn't dare to make a move.

Because he felt that the realm of this sweeping monk was almost like that of Mr. Xu.

It's all unfathomable.

"You are too evil, poor monk, leave!"

After Jiumozhi thought of retreating, he turned around and ran away, without any intention of staying.

But Xu Zhiqing stopped Jiumozhi's expression with a slight movement of his figure.

"Master Xu, what do you mean?"

Jiumozhi looked at Xu Zhiqing who was standing in front of him, his heart sank.

"National teacher, since you said you couldn't catch up with me at the beginning, and you just saw me now, then give me what you should have given before!"

After Xu Zhiqing finished speaking, without giving Jiumozhi a chance to react, he stretched out his hand and pressed Jiumozhi's chest.

With the operation of his Beiming Divine Art, Jiumozhi's hard-working internal force poured into his body.

In just a short moment, Jiumozhi's internal energy was reduced to nothingness.

"My inner strength!"

Jiumozhi sensed the emptiness of his internal energy, and he panicked.

The inner strength he had worked so hard to cultivate was sucked dry by this person.

"National teacher, monks always care about the Buddha, feel it, feel it, and then practice it!"

"It's not about being brave and ruthless all day long!"

Xu Zhiqing said something to Jiumozhi, and then withdrew his hand.

He also didn't look at Jiumozhi who was in despair, since he wanted to do something, he had to pay the price.

He withdrew his hand, but everyone looked at him strangely.

They thought that Xu Zhiqing should have practiced Ding Chunqiu's Huagong Dafa, otherwise, how could Jiumozhi's internal energy disappear.

A look of dread was born in their hearts.

In addition, Jiumozhi didn't even make a move, and was pushed down by Xu Zhiqing.

This person doesn't talk about Huagong Dafa, just martial arts alone makes it difficult to look at Qiqi.

Xu Zhiqing looked into the eyes of the monks, and said calmly: "Don't look at me, Murong Bo and Xiao Yuanshan are the protagonists!"

When his words fell to the ground, everyone was quite speechless.

Why does Mr. Xu look like he is watching a play?

Serious things, why are you so childish?

But after being reminded by Xu Zhiqing, they still looked at Murong Bo and Xiao Yuanshan.

When Xu Zhiqing stopped the old ink, the two attacked the sweeping monk.

But at the same time as the shot, it also attacked the opponent.

The two shot without reservation.

After both slapped each other, they pushed back to the side.

The martial arts of the two are evenly matched.

At this time, Qiao Feng said: "The revenge of killing one's mother is irreconcilable! Murong Bo, pay with his life!"

He rushed towards Murong Bo.

Murong Fu used his long sword to stop Xiao Feng.

Xu Zhiqing didn't think that Murong Fu's martial arts would be low.

Don't think that Murong Fu can't beat Duan Yu, in fact, Qiao Feng may not be able to beat Duan Yu.

Unmatched lightness kung fu, coupled with the cheating six-veined sword.

The enemy was killed before he got close.

Unless it is the Vajra Immortality Magic Art that can bear the sword energy.

Xu Zhiqing's eyes twitched slightly when he thought of the indestructible magic of King Kong.

I don't know if there is a fight between the Vajra Indestructible Magical Art in this world and the Vajra Indestructible Magical Art in No. [-] in the world?
The names of martial arts seem to be the same, but the power of martial arts is not the same.

No. [-] in the world's Vajra Indestructible Magic Art, the Six Meridians Excalibur may not be able to break it.

He felt that this should be the nemesis of the Six Meridians Excalibur.

Just as he expected, although Murong Fu couldn't beat Qiao Feng, he was still able to stop him a little bit.

Wang Yuyan, who was beside Xu Zhiqing, looked at it for a while, and said regretfully: "My cousin, he is not the opponent of Chief Xiao!"

She didn't practice qigong before, so she couldn't tell the difference between masters.

Now she can easily see it.

Everyone heard Wang Yuyan's words, but they didn't take it seriously.

Young girl, what do you know.

From their point of view, Qiao Feng's moves were fierce, but Murong Fu's sword skills were also fierce.

They were thinking about it, but they heard Wang Yuyan say: "Cousin is going to lose!"

As soon as she finished speaking, she saw Qiao Feng shift his body, and when he avoided Murong Fu's long sword, he slapped Murong Fu's chest with one hand brazenly.

In an instant, Murong Fu was sent flying.

Murong Fu fell to the ground heavily, but at this time Qiao Feng was also injured.

He seemed to dodge Murong Fu's long sword, but in the end Murong Fu cut his chest with the sword.

But a minor injury, a serious injury.

Victory and defeat.

"Hahaha! Well, I didn't disgrace my Xiao family!"

While Xiao Yuanshan laughed, he looked at Murong Bo with killing intent.

"My son severely injured your son, now it's my turn!"

He said and shot again.

Murong Bo also snorted coldly: "Speak out loud!"

The two trembled together again.

However, at this moment, the sweeping monk pulled out his broom.

Xiao Yuanshan and Murong Bo wanted to escape, but they couldn't.

The two actually got hit by a broom at the same time.

"Amitabha, two benefactors, this is an important place of Buddhism, why bother to call back and forth, what can't we sit down and talk about?"

The words of the sweeping monk made Xiao Yuanshan and Murong Bo each speak coldly.

"If I don't kill him, he will kill me!"

"I have nothing to talk to him about!"

Listening to what the two said, Xu Zhiqing shook his head, Xiao Yuanshan and Murong Bo's martial arts are indeed very high, but they have not yet reached the realm of masters.

The floor-sweeping monk is definitely at the ceiling level. If he wants to make a move, Xiao Yuanshan and Murong Bo probably won't even be able to catch a single move.

The two dare not give face to the sweeping monk?

(End of this chapter)