Hold a big grass Pan Xiaoxian couldn't help but gasp, the Divine Eagle Eye made him see what happened just now clearly from beginning to end, this simply opened a new world for him, and only now did he know that the original world of martial arts was so shocking and exciting The twelve dragon snatchers of the master of true colors have already amazed him, and the flower fingers of the master of enlightenment are like miracles, although Pan Xiaoxian does not know what kind of martial arts they use, but there is no doubt that they are all in the seventy-two stunts of Shaolin.
This allowed him to have a real understanding of the Shaolin 72 stunts, and at the same time, it also stimulated him to yearn for the peerless magic skills more and more.
The Chixia Divine Skill he cultivated is said to be at the same level as the Shaolin Seventy-two Stunts, and he is now at most a first glimpse of the doorway, so naturally he can't exert the true power of the Chixia Divine Skill, but Pan Xiaoxian is already full of expectations for the future.
"True colors, may be temperamental, you don't need to argue with them."
With a kind and peaceful smile on his face, the Master of Enlightenment said slowly: "If there is human and material evidence, why not let it be confronted face to face?"
The corners of Nima's donkey brother's mouth twitched stiffly, he deserved to be an old goblin, and he didn't use dirty words when he was paralyzed and scolded Don't look at the words of the Master of Enlightenment, it seems to be quite fair, but the first half of the sentence is clearly a warning to the true colors: you will never be able to win a fool "Yes, Uncle Shi" his face turned even redder, and he bowed down to the Master of Enlightenment and expressed his teaching: Uncle Shi, don't worry, I promise not to be like a fool Standing up, the master of true colors faced the door and said, "Yuangang, bring people and physical evidence" He didn't speak loudly, as if two old friends were chatting face-to-face, but the voice somehow came out, and the monks of the Discipline Academy who were guarding the door immediately answered, and after a while, the door opened, and the monks of the Discipline Academy just now came in.
Pan Xiaoxian and Pink Phoenix looked back, and couldn't help but be shocked, only to see two warrior monks carrying a wooden bed board, and there was a monk lying on the bed board, this monk was born with a fat head and big ears, and was extremely fat, it was the Yuantong master who had been with Pan Xiaoxian and Pink Phoenix day and night for half a month Master Yuantong lay there motionless, his face pale, his lips blue, his eyes wide and almost textbook-dead, and there was a deep circular pit in his chest that had sunk down, which was evidently the wound that had killed him The true color is not cheating, Yuantong is really dead Pan Xiaoxian and Pink Phoenix couldn't help but be shocked and sad, and they were both stunned and at a loss for a while.
Suddenly, Pan Xiaoxian felt a cold little hand holding his hand, he was already very cold, this little hand seemed to be a little colder than him.
Pan Xiaoxian looked back, the sensual pink phoenix teardrops had already slipped silently, a pretty face was white, as if he had lost his soul, he sighed faintly, and grabbed the pink phoenix's little hand, hoping to bring her a little warmth.
In fact, he is not sour in his nose, how can people be ruthless, although Yuantong has abused them to death during this time, but after all, he is a person who gets along with him day and night, and suddenly knew that Yuantong was dead, and Pan Xiaoxian was also sad.
"It's him, it's him" A bronze man pointed at Pan Xiaoxian excitedly: "It's that he used this trick when he broke through the Eighteen Bronze Man Formation, and Han Zhongli in the Drunken Eight Immortal Fist fell and hugged his heart to the top of his heart, and Uncle Yuantong definitely died under this move."
Master of True Colors sneered: "Don't admit your mistake, I may not be able to hurt you, how can I die Yuantong" "Uncle Mingjian" The bronze man hurriedly bowed down and said: "Although the disciple's martial arts are not as good as Uncle Yuantong, but the disciple is an eighteen bronze man who has King Kong and does not destroy the divine skill to protect the body, Uncle Yuantong does not know this stunt, and Uncle Yuantong should be defenseless against this evil obstacle, so he will be hit, who would have thought that his disciple would suddenly kill himself" "Reasonable" Master True Color had already regained his composure after being mentioned by the Master of Enlightenment, and he was not in a hurry to assert, and looked at another little monk.
The little monk was low and timid, so he jumped out and bowed in a circle first, and then he shrank and said: "The disciple once entrusted Uncle Yuantong to go down the mountain to buy a bottle of Rejoicing shampoo, but Uncle Yuantong told the disciple that he had lost something.
"The disciple suspected that Uncle Yuantong was ambiguous, so he asked him many times, but Uncle Yuantong refused to admit it, and asked the disciple to go to the abbot to sue him."
"Ahem" A hint of embarrassment flashed on the master's red face, and he shouted: "Tell the point" "Yes, yes" The little monk was really worried, and Nuo Nuo said repeatedly: "The disciple secretly followed Uncle Yuantong, trying to find out if he really ignored the disciple's Reorouge shampoo."
"Just tonight, the disciple overheard the conversation between Senior Uncle Yuantong and Senior Brother Possible outside the alley of the Eighteen Bronze Man Formation, and Senior Uncle Yuantong informed Senior Brother Possible to participate in the semi-finals tomorrow.
"After Uncle Yuantong left, the disciple wanted to catch up, but he unexpectedly heard Senior Brother probably cursing Uncle Yuantong behind his back."
"Oh" Master of True Colors proudly raised his eyebrows: "How did he curse?"
"Ami Tofu, the Buddha forgave the disciples just to repeat the words of the senior brother, and it is definitely not a foul language."
The little monk confessed first before he vividly imitated Pan Xiaoxian's appearance and scolded angrily: "what, it's a happy decision, what's so good about being a registered disciple, you don't even give me a hundred yuan, even if you teach me the cane method that I can always fight no matter how you dodge."
After speaking, the little monk bowed down again, indicating that the words had been repeated.
"How" Master True Colors sneered and looked around: "Is it out of the water, according to this seat, it is because the YTO notified the possible time of the game too late, so that it may be resentful."
"And because I was worried that I wouldn't be able to win tomorrow's game, I might go to the Yuantong meditation room with my pity and ask Yuantong for the Pumen cane method, but the Pumen cane method is one of the seventy-two stunts of Shaolin, how can it be passed on to the famous lay disciples "Yuantong naturally refused, so he may ask for divine merit but can't, so he was angry and moved to kill, and knocked Yuantong to death on the spot, poor Yuantong didn't expect the disciple to be so vicious, he couldn't dodge, and he didn't blink an eye."
Speaking of this, the master of true colors turned his head and squinted at Pan Xiaoxian with a pair of small eyes: "How is it possible, this seat is right" "Bang Bang Bang" Pan Xiaoxian clapped his hands slowly, and said with a smile: "You are so reasonable, I am speechless" "Since you confess your guilt, it's good" Master True Color sneered: "Although Buddhism is compassionate, it cannot be tolerated for this kind of disobedience and murder of the master."
"Sorry for your sister to kill your sister" Pan Xiaoxian replied without hesitation: "I can't tell how you became the head of the Discipline Academy."
"You" Master True Color was so angry that his already red face was almost red and dripping blood, and he glared at Pan Xiaoxian angrily, but thinking of the previous Enlightenment Master's stop, he finally suppressed his anger and said angrily: "How do you really think that you can get away with killing someone?"
"Which eye do you dare to say so absolutely when you see me killing someone" Pan Xiaoxian sneered: "Since you are so convinced that I killed Master Yuantong, do you dare to make a bet with me" "What are you betting on" Master of True Colors sneered, don't look at his age, Master of True Colors' temper is still like a cannon battle, just a little bit.
Of course, it is also because today's matter has a direct relationship with him, although Yuantong is a Zhike monk, but don't forget that he will know the Pumen staff method of the Discipline Academy, in fact, Yuantong was a disciple of the Discipline Academy before becoming a Zhike monk, and he is also one of the personal legends of the master of true colors It's just that Yuantong's qualifications are really limited, and the master of true colors can't train him, so he has no choice but to throw him away as a guest monk.
"If it can be proved that I really killed Master Yuantong, I will cut myself off in front of Master Yuantong's corpse" Pan Xiaoxian stared at Master True Color coldly with cold eyes: "But if it turns out that I didn't kill it, Master True Color dares to pass on my martial arts skills that you just beat me just now" Pan Xiaoxian was really not greedy for this martial art at this time, he was already angry to the extreme at this moment.
Think about what happened tonight, Pan Xiaoxian was first assassinated by the consummation he trusted, although he did not die in the hands of consummation, but he had already held back an evil fire in his heart, and then saw the corpse of Master Yuantong, he was originally very sad, but he was repeatedly accused of being a murderer, which made Pan Xiaoxian feel good in his heart What's more, just now, the master of true colors actually hit him indiscriminately, and Brother Donkey's temper can be tolerated Didn't the master of true colors say, Shaolin seventy-two stunts are not passed on to lay disciples, then I still have to learn paralysis, I still have to learn from you, and I have to learn your martial arts to beat me, paralyzed, I will use this trick to beat you after I learn it, super wearable "What kind of life, change a martial art, do you dare to bet" Pan Xiaoxian shouted to the master of true colors, but the pink phoenix felt the anger in his heart, she couldn't help but clasp Pan Xiaoxian's arm with both hands, although she didn't say anything, she expressed her position with her actions.
"Why don't you dare" Master of True Color is not a fuel-efficient lamp, a pair of small eyes that are always squinting widen suddenly: "Let this seat see how you prove it" The abbot's mouth opened and closed slightly, and finally swallowed the words back.
He wanted to stop Master True Color from making a bet with Pan Xiaoxian, but although True Color was only his apprentice grandchild, he was already the first in the first class, and he had already stopped True Color once, and if he didn't stop him a second time, he could only acquiesce in this gamble. t1706231537: