Jiumozhi's eyes twitched and he asked: "I wonder what the young master plans to bet with the young monk?"
"Let's have a fight.
If you lose, give me your Little Wuxiang Magic Technique and your self-created Flame Sword secret book; if I lose, how about I give you Beiming Magic Technique?
Maybe you don't know how powerful Beiming Magic Technique is, Duan Yu That kid has learned a line of my Bei Ming Shen Kung, and it has become what you call Hua Gong.
If you learn it all, you will be very powerful.
I am afraid that no one in the world can be your opponent."
Bai Feiyun smiled.
Jiumozhi's eyelids were twitching wildly, "I don't know where the donor knew about the Little Wuxiang Magic Skill."
"Bei Ming ranks first among the three great magical arts of my Xiaoyao sect, and Xiao Wuxiang is also among them.
Where did you tell me that I knew it?
Although I don't know where you got it from, but, little monk, now I'm asking If you want it, please wait for me.
If that uncle in the middle finds you, hehe, then you will have to peel off your skin.
She has been practicing for more than ninety years now, and with the various special skills of my Xiaoyao sect, she will still find you even though she is thousands of miles away.
It’s easy, believe it or not” Bai Feiyun was completely threatening.
"Brother, is our Xiaoyao sect so powerful?"
Duan Yu was also shocked.
Bai Feiyun sneered: "It's more than powerful.
Our master and several masters and uncles have high seniority.
Even the Shaolin Lingzi people have to call him senior brother when they meet.
Shaolin Abbot Xuanci has to call him uncle and master.
Uncle.
Why did that old Xingxu Xian hide in Xingxiu Sea when he attacked the leader Wu Yazi?
He was afraid of our senior uncle and his uncle.
Kill him, that's why he ran away.
Hey, that transformation skill is not as good as one-tenth of Beiming's magical skill.
In front of Beiming's magical skill, he is not even qualified to lift shoes, and the Xiaoyao sect's secret skill is even more perfect.
Our great uncle, who can rejuvenate his youth, is now ninety-six, but he is still like an eleven or twelve-year-old child.
Do you think he is amazing or not?"
There is some moisture in these words, but Jiumozhi doesn’t know Xiaoyao Sect at all.
He accidentally stole the Small Phaseless Magic Skill.
After learning it for decades, he finds it even more amazing.
How can he not be afraid of Xiaoyao who possesses the Small Phaseless Magic Skill?
group Jiumozhi was shocked.
He had never heard of the Xiaoyao Sect, but it sounded very powerful.
He had never thought that Xingxu Laoxian, a martial arts master, was actually an abandoned disciple of the Xiaoyao Sect.
And that little Wuxiang magic skill that has been practiced for many years is indeed very exquisite, and the number one Beiming magic skill, is it really that powerful?
Moreover, the Xiaoyao sect's martial arts can be rejuvenated to the extreme.
"How about it, little monk, give it a try" Bai Feiyun's words gave Jiumozhi a huge blow, and a playful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
"The young monk is willing to take a gamble" Jiumozhi responded.
Regardless of whether Bai Feiyun's words were true or false, this battle was inevitable.
If this Xiaoyao sect is really so powerful, there is no harm in handing over this small Wuxiang magic skill.
Besides, if he wins, he can also win the Beiming Divine Art, which is not a loss.
He will send his elders to look for him later, and they will have something to say.
"Well, congratulations, this was the right choice."
Bai Feiyun smiled.
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In terms of strength, Jiumozhi's strength is much stronger than that of King Jinlun in the Divine Eagle.
It's just that there are so many masters among Tianlong that Jiumozhi is inferior.
The Yideng of the third rank is the Five Ultimate Masters in Shooting Condor, and the great monks of Tianlong Temple, the worst one, Emperor Baoding, are also the fourth rank, but Jiumozhi can also leave calmly.
"You know the seventy-two stunts of Shaolin, and I can too, so I won't bully you with my Xiaoyao sect's kung fu.
How about we try our hand kung fu together?"
Bai Feiyun jumped off the little donkey's back, with the Qingfeng sword still hanging on it.
"Young master actually knows the seventy-two unique skills of Shaolin" Jiumozhi obviously never expected.
Bai Feiyun smiled and said, "Yes, I stayed at Shenhe Village for a year."
Besides Jiumozhi, the best sparring partner to test the seventy-two stunts is Murong Bo.
As for the sweeping monk in Shaolin Temple, he is not of the same grade.
He is too high-end and might be left to become a monk in Shaolin.
"Okay, let's try my Shaolin dragon claw hand first."
Bai Feiyun's hands condensed into claws, slightly shining with golden light, like dragon claws, and he grabbed them across the sky.
The energy between the claws is extremely sharp and flexible.
Jiumozhi didn't show any weakness and used the same dragon claw hand.
The two were fighting, and everyone avoided it.
The surrounding merchants did not dare to approach, and did not dare to get involved in this Jianghu matter.
However, when the dragon claw hand is used, it looks good, and the energy is released, really like a dragon claw.
After fighting for more than ten moves, Bai Feiyun's dragon claws changed and faced each other with palms facing each other.
Golden light entwined between the palms, like a golden Buddha's palm.
It was really beautiful.
In addition to being beautiful to look at, it was also extremely powerful.
When his palm landed, Jiumozhi missed it, and powerful energy flew out of the air, hitting the road, leaving a big crater.
Jiumozhi's face darkened slightly, and his grasp turned into palms.
He never understood how the other boy, who looked like he was only in his twenties, could have such strong internal strength and be even stronger than him.
Could it be because That’s because of Beiming’s magical power The powerful Vajra Palm, this palm technique seemed to come alive in Jiumozhi's hands.
Bai Feiyun was a little unable to withstand the blow.
Bai Feiyun only had the experience of practicing alone, and he didn't have much fighting against Murong Bo, but his internal strength was a bit inferior.
He also lacks experience, so a hundred tricks is his limit.
The two fought hundreds of moves.
Bai Feiyun changed to thirteen martial arts.
This was his limit.
The seventy-two stunts could not be mastered in one or two years.
Thirteen were also roughly learned by Yu Jiumo.
Jiumozhi has gained experience in fighting.
Although he is at a disadvantage and is lagging behind, he does not panic.
With his strong internal strength, Jiumozhi is forced to dare not get too close.
Then there is the unique skill of Lingbo Weibu, which is based on body skills, and he has the upper hand and is invincible.
The Dragon Claw Hand, the Powerful Vajra Palm, the Powerful Vajra Finger, the Formless Tribulation Finger, the Flower Nian Finger, etc., are used over and over again, and the experience becomes more and more perfect.
Jiumozhi's patience wore off little by little, and then he saw his palm change, and a red energy came out, like a big knife slashing at him.
"Is this the flame knife?"
Bai Feiyun's eyes narrowed.
The flame knife was Jiumozhi's unique skill.
It was considered his trump card.
He might not be able to deal with it.
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The sword energy is hot and full of momentum.
Jiumozhi's attack was extremely fast and he swept forward.
Just as Bai Feiyun was ducking sideways, the flaming knife changed his attack again and turned around to press down.
If it weren't for the subtlety of Lingbo Weibu, these two moves would have dismembered Bai Feiyun.
This slashing and sweeping was very fast.
Jiumozhi continued to attack with more than ten moves, but he didn't even touch the corner of Bai Feiyun's clothes.
"Young Master's Qinggong is so mysterious that a young monk cannot compare with it."
Jiumozhi spoke again.
Bai Feiyun smiled and said: "Why, you want me to give up the Qinggong footwork.
If I can't compete head-on with you, how about I try my inner strength?"
Jiumozhi stopped talking, not to mention that Bai Feiyun's internal energy was a bit stronger than his, but that the Beiming Divine Art, which was even weirder than the Hua Gong, also made him dare not compete with his internal energy.
He didn't know the true mystery of Beiming's magical power, but he still knew a thing or two about the characteristics of the magic power.
"Forget it, I am the Baiyun Sword God.
I should be better than you with my swordsmanship.
The swordsmanship I use does not need the swordsmanship of the Xiaoyao Sect."
Bai Feiyun smiled, turned back and retreated, and in an instant he pulled away more than ten feet.
When he reached the donkey, he stretched out his hand and found the Qingfeng Sword in his hand.
Bai Feiyun's words were a little tricky.
Jiumozhi was definitely more difficult than King Jinlun.
If the two of them competed, within a hundred moves, King Jinlun would definitely be defeated by Jiumozhi.
Now, relying on the speed of Lingbo's micro-steps and the thirty years of internal energy absorbed by King Jinlun, Bai Feiyun was probably defeated long ago.
In fact, he is not a member of the Xiaoyao Sect.
Apart from the Beiming Divine Art and Lingbo Weibu, he really doesn't know any other martial arts.
He didn't know what Wu Yazi could do, but Wu Xingyun and Li Qiushui, the Tianshan children's elders, had many unique martial arts skills, but Bai Feiyun had not mastered them
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