"Disciples Kong Ming, Kong Bei, and Kong Ai are willing to learn the clever tricks of the three benefactors.
I ask my uncle to agree."
The three young monks walked out of the crowd, bowed respectfully to Wuchen, and said softly.
"That's fine, remember not to force it," Wuchen nodded and warned softly.
Although these three disciples are considered highly regarded among the disciples in the inner courtyard of Fenlin Temple, they may not be sure of victory against the three brothers of Demon Sword Heart.
Wuchen is worried that the three of them are trying to maintain the reputation of the temple.
He gave special instructions to fight to the death.
"Please remember this, disciple," the three of them responded in unison.
"The devil benefactor, the young monk and the brothers will teach the three benefactors some clever tricks."
Kong Bei took a step forward and said seriously.
"Okay, three masters, please come."
Mo Jianxin could not help but admire the strength of Fenlin Temple.
Just three monks with ordinary appearances were already powerful masters of the Sword King.
The three brothers entered the ranks of Sword Emperors when they were in their twenties.
They thought that their talents were astonishing, but they did not expect that in Fenlin Temple, they would meet many people who were similar in age to themselves but had already entered the ranks of Sword Emperors.
A master.
"Three donors please," Kongbei responded before retreating.
"I, Demon Sword Heart, will first learn the secret knowledge of Fenlin Temple.
I don't know which of the three masters will come first," Demon Sword Heart took a few steps forward and said loudly.
"Little monk Kong Ai, among the three of them, he is the weakest in terms of martial arts and martial arts.
Let's let him teach the magic benefactor's tricks first."
Monk Kong Ai took a few steps forward and said softly.
"Okay" Mo Jianxin responded, taking off his blood-red robe, revealing the tight-fitting warrior uniform underneath, and walked slowly towards Kong Ai.
"The little monk has been practicing fist and palm techniques since he was young.
If the demon benefactor needs it, he can use weapons," Kong Ai said loudly.
"I'm also good at fist and palm kung fu," Mo Jianxin said with a chuckle.
The two stopped about a foot apart and stared at each other with solemn expressions.
Although they were very polite when speaking, they knew in their hearts that they were not just individuals.
Their victory or defeat was related to the whole sect. reputation, so no one planned to keep it.
"Be careful!"
Mo Jianxin roared, and jumped up first.
He saw a huge energy palm print striking Kong Ai from top to bottom.
His palm technique was like flowing clouds and flowing water, and Kong Ai did not dodge any of them.
The magic was running extremely fast, and he looked coldly at the extremely fast Demonic Sword Heart in the air and the energy phantom that was so close in front of him.
"Break" Just when Demon Sword Heart and its energy palm prints arrived in front of him, Kong Ai roared and struck out with both palms at the same time.
Kong Ai's palms broke through Demon Sword Heart's energy palm prints without any effort, and connected with Demon Sword Xin's palms hit each other firmly.
"What a careful mind, such skillful palm skills, such a cautious young man."
Yunfeng on the side couldn't help but praise when he saw the energy palm print of the magic sword's heart strike.
The energy palm prints of Demon Sword Heart are just false palm prints that are randomly transformed, but they can attract a strong Sword King like Kong Ai to deal with them with all their strength.
When Kong Ai's moves are exhausted, Demon Sword Heart's palms have already arrived.
At this time, Kong Ang could only suffer the loss of being dumb.
"Amitabha" Master Wuchen shook his head slightly and sighed softly.
His Fenlin Temple's Kung Fu and martial arts skills are comparable to those of super aristocratic families on the mainland, but the monks in the temple practice martial arts only to strengthen their bodies, protect the temple, and pass on martial arts.
Especially these monks who have stayed in the temple for many years rarely have the opportunity to fight.
Therefore, when fighting against others, they will lose the opportunity and be controlled by others.
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There was a loud "bang" sound, and the two figures took a few steps back at the same time.
Kong Ai felt the blood surge in his body, and his palms trembled slightly.
He knew in his heart that he had been fooled by the other party, but fortunately he was still there I was quite diligent when I was practicing in the temple, otherwise, I would make a big fool of myself today.
"It's unbelievable that a little monk has such palm power.
Even though he has all the advantages, he still can't take advantage of the other party."
Mo Jianxin was secretly surprised.
He didn't expect that the other party, a little monk with an ordinary appearance, There is such tyrannical strength.
"Prajna Heart-Breaking Palm" Kong Ai roared, stepped forward with both feet and struck one palm after another.
Countless palm phantoms were seen striking towards the heart of the magic sword.
Kong Ai had just eaten the dark Kui felt a little angry in his heart, and then fully displayed his true skills.
The disciples who can practice Prajna Heart Palm in Fenlin Temple are all extremely talented disciples, but there are not many who can practice this palm to such a state like Kong Ai.
"Blood shadow is invisible" Demon Sword Heart did not dare to neglect, roared, and faced Kong Ai with the thirty-six blood brake palms.
I saw the two of them flying up and down in the field, fighting back and forth in a lively manner, but the people outside the field were nervous.
Anyone with a little vision could see that the two of them had tried their best.
None of them held anything back.
The face of Mo Tianjiu on the side gradually became serious.
Although his grandson was extremely talented, the exercises and martial arts he practiced were far from those of Fenlin Temple.
The reason why Mo Sword Heart was able to occupy just now Some of the advantages were purely based on actual combat skills, but after several battles with Demon Sword Heart, the young monk Kong Nai gradually entered the state, and the palm skills in his hands were even more wonderful.
"Prajna Yingying" Kong Ai roared, he turned around and swiped his hands, using his left palm to protect his body, and his right palm to strike out at a very fast speed.
An energy palm print rushed towards the heart of the magic sword in a straight line at a very fast speed.
The moment it came out, Kong Ai quickly twisted his left hand, and a domineering dark power was hidden behind the energy palm mark, and it hit the heart of the magic sword at extremely high speed.
As soon as Kong Ai touched the ground with his right foot, he followed the palm prints and rushed towards the heart of the magic sword.
"Not good."
Mo Jianxin was shocked.
The opponent's palm force was so domineering that it could be struck so quickly in such a short period of time.
The speed of the palm prints was even more amazing, making Mo Jianxin unable to hide even if he wanted to.
And even if he could dodge the opponent's energy palm print, the figure that followed Kong Ai would be too much to handle.
"Burning Kong Blood Palm" Demon Sword Heart roared angrily, crossed his palms quickly, drew a strange trajectory with his right palm, and struck into the air with his right palm at high speed.
Demon Sword Heart used the special skill of Blood Brake Palm this time, hoping to decide the outcome with Kong An in this move.
"Bang bang bang click click" several dull sounds sounded in the square, and the figures of Mo Jianxin and Kong Ai collided with each other at high speed.
When the right palms of Kong Ai and Mo Jian Xin faced each other with all their strength, Kong Ai's body shook violently and flew backwards.
A mouthful of blood spat out from his mouth.
His palm had been broken by the two men's domineering palm power.
"Junior brother, junior brother" Kong Bei and Kong Ming hurriedly ran out.
They both used their palms at the same time to protect Kong Ai's heart veins with sword energy.
"Amitabha" All the monks in the field put their hands together and chanted the Buddha's name softly.
Although Demon Sword Heart and Kong Ai's full-strength palm was slightly better, it was not much better.
After taking dozens of steps back, he barely managed to stand still.
Demon Sword Heart felt his right palm He had completely lost consciousness, the palm of his hand was cracked, and there was a feeling of tightness in his chest.
His mouth opened wide, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.
Mo Jianxin felt his legs weaken and knelt down on one knee.
Mojian Xin only felt that his vision was blurred for a while, and then he fell to the side.
"Second brother" Mo Jianchen, who was closest to Mo Jianxin, jumped up and supported Mo Jianxin, shouting anxiously.
"Xin'er Xin'er" Mo Tianjiu hurriedly stepped forward, bent down and looked at the pale Mo Jianxin, his heart felt like a knife twisting, and tears were already shining in his eyes.
"Second brother, don't worry, eldest brother will definitely seek justice for you."
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Mo Jianchen roared, then stood up and walked towards Kong Bei and Kong Ming.
"Brother, wait a minute," Mo Jianxin reached out and grabbed Mo Jianchen's trousers and said softly, then turned to look at his grandfather Mo Tianjiu, who was already over seventy years old, and said, "Grandpa, my grandson wanted to save some face for you.
But you have also seen that although I am one of the top masters among the younger generation of Mosha Sect, Fenlin Temple A few young monks who walked out at random were able to tie with me, which shows how many strong men there are in Fenlin Temple.
Grandpa, forget it, let's not fight.
Let's go back.
With your rank as the Sword Emperor, I, the Demon Temple.
We will certainly be able to make great achievements on the mainland, why should we compete with the monks of Fenlin Temple for this moment?"
Mo Tianjiu frowned and thought for a moment, and finally nodded helplessly, shouting: "Oh, that's all, grandpa just listens to you."
"Master Wuchen, I have to say goodbye.
If Fenlin Temple wants to avenge today, I, Mo Tianjiu, will be waiting for you at the main altar of Moshamen."
Mo Tianjiu stood up, turned to Wuchen and said loudly, and then He turned to the Mosha clan and said, "Everyone, follow me down the mountain."
"It's the sect leader."
Although many people didn't know why Mo Tianjiu wanted to leave suddenly, they didn't dare to go against Mo Tianjiu's wishes at all.
"Huh, isn't Fenlin Temple a place where you can come and go as you please?
All the disciples formed the "Tiangang Demon Subduing Formation" to prevent everyone from the Demon Sect from escaping."
Liao Kong shouted loudly, and the disciples around him They each held weapons and walked in their own directions in an orderly manner.
In a moment, the famous "Tiangang Demon Subduing Formation" was set up in the mainland.
"Damn it, I'm afraid of you.
If my grandson hadn't tried so hard to persuade me, I would have bloodbathed you Fenlin Temple today and who could do anything to me?"
Mo Tianjiu shouted loudly.
He didn't want to leave in the first place.
Now that he was aroused by Kong Kong's words, he became even more angry.
"Uncle Master, if the abbot is not here, please speak.
Today, I at Fenlin Temple must make his Demonic Temple disappear from the empire."
Wu Kong took a few steps forward and walked to Wu Chen's side.
Wuchen frowned slightly, he was also hesitant in his heart.
If he was a monk, he should not try to talk about this matter, but today the Demon Sect disciples rushed to Tianyun Mountain and killed dozens of people in the temple.
Disciples, if they are allowed to leave so easily, then how can the disciples of Fenlin Temple have the dignity to stand on the mainland in the future.
But if the other party is not allowed to leave, with the strength of the Demonic Sect, the place on the Meteor Mountain today will probably turn into Shura Purgatory, and the most important thing is that his injuries are also extremely serious.
If it were not for the sword The emperor's pure essence was holding on hard, and he was afraid that he would have collapsed long ago.
"Junior brother, let them go down the mountain."
Just as Wuchen was in a dilemma, a small voice came into Wuchen's ears, and Wuchen nodded slightly.
"All disciples, please retreat and let them go down the mountain," Wuchen shouted loudly.
"Yes."
The monks quickly withdrew, with a look of reluctance on their faces, but when Wuchen spoke, everyone had no choice but to obey.
"Demon benefactor, I asked you to wait down the mountain today.
It's not because I, the monks of Fenlin Temple, are afraid of you.
It's just that I really don't want to see the innocent casualties of you and our disciples.
I hope you will do it well.
Little benefactor Jianxin, I feel sorry for you.
To encourage the young benefactor to speak kindly, I hope that the young benefactor can come to our Fenlin Temple more often if he has the opportunity, and Wuchen will treat the young benefactor as an honored guest," Wuchen said loudly to the people at the Mosha Sect.
"Jian Xin thanked Master.
If he has a chance in the day, he will definitely come to Fenlin Temple to ask for advice from Master.
I will take my leave."
Mo Jian Xin stood up with the help of his elder brother Mo Jian Chen, and said respectfully with a fist towards Wu Chen.
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"Let's go!"
Mo Tianjiu shouted, and everyone walked down the mountain
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