"Are you done?"
Zhao Wuji's voice was very calm, as if he was talking about a trivial matter. His body actually didn't receive any injuries, and Xuan Bei felt that his attack just now seemed to have fallen on steel.
"You're really bold. You actually dare to secretly learn one of Shaolin's seventy-two ultimate techniques, the Indestructible Diamond Divine Art!”Xuan Bei shouted angrily, staring at Zhao Wuji's face with a very cold expression.
"Bald monk, you really don't know what's good for you!”But Zhao Wuji laughed coldly, the Great Dao Heart Seeding Devil Art constantly circulating, Zhao Wuji already felt that this Xuan Bei was simply lying, it could be said to be twisting logic.
"There are so many martial arts manuals in my Shaolin Temple. How could I mistake you for stealing my Shaolin martial arts, the Indestructible Diamond Divine Art?”" I'm going to take you back to Shaolin and interrogate you," Xuan Bei said coldly." Where did you learn the seventy-two ultimate skills of Shaolin?"”
As he spoke, Xuan Bei had already activated 120% of his internal strength. The kasaya on his body seemed to move without wind. This was the circulation of internal strength, which increased the power to the extreme.
"In my opinion, your interrogation is fake. The real reason is that you want to obtain the cultivation technique from this venerable self!”"Shaolin Monastery, known as the world's number one sect, but also a hoodlum!"”
"Cut the crap!" Xuan Bei suddenly shouted angrily and was about to make a move, but unexpectedly, Zhao Wuji made a move first.
"Xuan Bei, I'll show you my Great Meru Mountain King Fist!”Zhao Wuji's voice was ice-cold.
Crackling!
He shrank his body and shuttled through like a bolt of lightning. In the blink of an eye, he was in front of Xuan Bei.
Xuan Bei's expression was blank, he absolutely didn't expect Zhao Wuji's speed to be so fast. He only saw Zhao Wuji standing upright, his bones and muscles shaking, immediately like a big bell being hit, his body bursting with a long cry, the ground shaking, five fingers spread out, like a dustpan covering his head.
Whoosh! Whoosh!
The strong wind tore apart. Not only that, but the air within a three-foot radius was also shaken by his body. It rolled and rolled like a surging river. Thousands of troops and horses galloped and scattered in all directions, forming a terrifying air wave. This air wave was like a lotus flower, but it was also a force. If one cultivated it to the Great Completion Realm, this lotus flower would be the Protective Upstanding Qi.
Not to mention hurting Zhao Wuji, just a shake of Gang Qi could kill.
And Zhao Wuji's entire person was like a Buddha. In a trance, one could even see the faint golden light on Zhao Wuji's skin, and in Xuan Bei's eyes, Zhao Wuji's entire body was covered in dense golden light, like a Buddha descending to the world.
This was also the aura that came from cultivating the Great Meru King Fist. It was also a kind of spiritual oppression.
Right now Zhao Wuji's cultivation was still shallow, and for the time being he could only create a spiritual illusion. If he really cultivated to the extreme, he would be the real Mount Meru descended three thousand Buddhas, nine mountains and four seas, three thousand Buddha realms, enough to suppress everything.
"Not good!"
Xuan Bei's whole body shook. He was also a senior monk of Shaolin's Xuan generation, and his cultivation had already reached a first-class standard. When Zhao Wuji suddenly moved, he was already alert and operated Shaolin's Xuan skill to protect his body from any harm.
Shaolin's cultivation was both internal and external. It was to train the body externally and cultivate internal energy internally. Xuan Bei circulated his internal energy and fused his skin with his internal energy, which was also a kind of defense method.
Practically at the time he had just circulated his cultivation, Zhao Wuji had already reached his side, a palm striking down, directly falling on his chest.
Bang!
His chest shook violently, Xuan Bei's blood was shaken by a great force, and at the same time Zhao Wuji's Buddha-like figure, unexpectedly covering the sky and earth, appeared in his mind, a feeling of being unable to match his strength firmly suppressed his spirit.
His mind was filled with negative thoughts such as "divine might","terror","strength", and "violence".
"It has actually reached the level of affecting my spirit."
Xuan Bei knew that the huge figure of Zhao Wuji that appeared in his mind was the spiritual projection of the other party, and also a spiritual oppression. His martial arts could actually affect his mind.
Boom!
In this instant, Zhao Wuji suddenly kicked out thirty-six legs and slapped out twenty-four palms.
Every kick was incomparably profound, and every palm was the essence of martial arts.
Hiding on the side, Murong Bo was already watching in a daze. At first, he had thought that Zhao Wuji was just a young hero who had just entered the pugilistic world, but he hadn't thought that Zhao Wuji's attack would actually be so explosive.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
The explosive punches and kicks were just three or two punches, but Xuan Bei's Genuine Qi was already overflowing. Now, every punch and every kick had the power to kick a cow away and beat a tiger into meat paste. He was attacking continuously at high speed.
Boom!
Xuan Bei's body shook, and his Internal Strength dissipated. Not only that, he could clearly feel his bones cracking.
Each punch, 36 kicks, and 24 palms could easily break Xuan Bei's bones.
Wow!
Xuan Bei spat out a mouthful of blood. His body flew out like a gunny sack. Blood spurted everywhere. However, Zhao Wuji's speed was even faster. Just as Xuan Bei was flying out, Zhao Wuji's right hand grabbed fiercely.
"Snake Catching Crane Claws!"
Yun Zhonghe, who was lying on the ground waiting for death, suddenly recognized this move. This was clearly the ultimate move he had used, but when Zhao Wuji used it, he didn't know how many times more exquisite it was compared to his own.
A deep sense of defeat rippled in Yun Zhonghe's heart. Compared to Zhao Wuji, he was simply a clown who could not withstand a single blow.
Zhao Wuji's hand turned into the shape of a crane's claw, as if he was taking something out of his pocket, grabbing Xuan Bei's body. His five fingers 'nails were like steel, penetrating in, grabbing the flesh, and suddenly throwing!
Xuan Bei's entire body was thrown far away and hit the ground. His bones cracked and all the bones in his body were broken. Blood kept spurting out of his mouth and nose.
A normal person would have died many times with such an injury. However, Xuan Bei was an eminent monk of Shaolin Temple with strong internal strength. His head was not blown up, but he did not die in this situation.
Of course, this was also Zhao Wuji deliberately showing mercy, otherwise, forty years of cultivation, this was a perfect tonic pill, how could he let him die so easily?
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