On the high platform, Ximen Wudi cut out with a knife, and the light of the lamp was pulled into two pieces by this knife. The sharp sword wind, after the light of the knife, came from bottom to top, clean and neat, without any drag.

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This knife looks like a similar thing, but the speed is still not fast enough. The flaw is undoubtedly revealed at such speed. There are at least three ways to break it. Shu Chu commented lightly, if Ximen Wudi knew it but didn't know how to think?

Even though Shu Chu commented like this, it was not that easy for the baby monk. He chanted the Buddha's name and suddenly bulged his clothes, and then his palms were separated and he slowly handed out.

"Big Hand Seal?" Shu Chu was slightly surprised. When he saw the baby monk's gesture, although the big hand Seal was only seven minutes high, it was quite impressive, enough to take this knife.

His palm crossed the iron stone and cut it on the blade. Ximen Wudi changed his move very quickly. He turned his body, twisted his blade, and swung his blade, and passed by the edge of the big handprint. After a pause, he cut to the shoulder of the treasure monk.

As soon as his body retreated, the baby monk seemed to be smiling, with a lot of Zen spirit. When he pulled and retreated, his hand hit the edge of the knife again, sweeping the knife away.

After Ximen Wudi retreated, he advanced again, raised his blade and slashed the left oil and slashed again, and didn't care whether he could make up for the effort. The wind brought by each knife was howling, and a cold light outside the field surrounded the two of them, and they couldn't help but cheer. Such a performance would be worthwhile.

The person with high martial arts skills is sighing softly, it is easy to break. Although Ximen Wudi is now faster than the other, the storm cannot last long and is not far from defeat.

He took a light step, and Shu Chu was too lazy to run anymore, so he walked around outside the two of them, looking at Ximen Wudi's sword intent, counting how many swords he had slashed.

The baby monk was calm and kept dodging. Most of his mind was placed on Shu Chu on the stage. He couldn't see the depth of Shu Chu, and he had always been prepared for Shu Chu. The three of them competed at the same time, but there was no regulation that they could not use sneak attacks.

"Five Seven, Five Eight, Five Nine............101, One Hundred and Two..." Ximen Wudi had good endurance, and he had not sweated even under a hundred swords.

"One hundred and fifty-three!" With Shu Chu's special shouting, Ximen Wudi's knife suddenly dropped out of his hand. Then, his fists appeared in front of the treasure monk and hit him in front of him.

It was impossible to see that such a rough man was so scheming. Shu Chu sighed in his heart that after hiding for 153 swords, ordinary masters would never expect that their opponent would suddenly abandon the sword and use their fists.

The baby monk was also shocked. In a hurry, he stepped back and raised his face and barely avoided his fists. Ximen Wudi was not determined to do so and smashed his fists with a thousand pounds of force. Although the baby monk was retreating, his speed could not be faster than the fists that Ximen Wudi smashed with all his strength.

"It's time to end!" Shu Chu smiled slightly. Although Ximen Wudi used this strange move, he was still far from a match for the baby monk.

"Peng, peng!" Two sounds, the fist hit the baby monk's body, like a slim fur. Under the huge force, the baby monk was shot out, rubbing the wooden board with his feet, making a long and harsh friction sound of "chi!".

"Amitabha!" The face was a little ugly. The baby monk chanted the Buddha's name, trembled, and his robes suddenly flew up, flying towards Shuchu like a cloud, but the person floated forward, with a smile on his face.

Qianqianyu pointed out. Using such words to describe a monk is a bit disgusting, but it is indeed appropriate to describe it in this way. Shu Chu didn't care about the robes flying towards him, and looked at the fist that pointed at Ximen Wudi, and then Ximen Wudi was as if struck by lightning and was pointed at by this point.

"It's amazing to pick a flower finger? Why don't you solve it earlier? Wait for me to attack? I hate you the most who judge a gentleman with a villain's heart!" Shu Chu smiled, his voice whispered into the ears of the treasure monk, and stabbed it with a sword and a sheath, just pretending, and the cassock suddenly fell apart.

A smile appeared on his face, and the baby monk put his palms together and recited the Buddha's name, but did not take action immediately.

There was a scream from the audience. The dazzled audience could not have expected that in the blink of an eye, Ximen Wudi was defeated, and even the people were given a guide to fly off the stage.

"Hey, you monk, are pretending now. So, I'll take action first!" After Shu Chu shrugged, he suddenly became a master's demeanor. He lowered his head slightly, bowed his fists and bowed to the treasure monk and said, "Master, please!"

From Baoshu, he learned that in addition to Luo Xueyan, there was another person who could easily defeat his outstanding junior brother. The baby paid attention to the name Shu Chu. He didn't want to come here and find that what he had to face on the stage was Shu Chu. So since he came on stage, the baby monk has been vigilant about Shu Chu. Now seeing Shu Chu suddenly become serious, he couldn't help but feel nervous, and bowed gently, and did not dare to relax at all to Shu Chu.

Walking to the treasure monk, Shu Chu smiled and said, "Master, your clothes are covered in white. How many times have you washed them before you come?"

Thinking about Shu Chu's words, the baby monk's momentum that had finally condensed was slightly relaxed, but he immediately became alert. His aura increased again, and his snow-white middle robe bulged again.

Shu Chu smiled indifferently, "Master, are you wearing a small suit or a vest under your middle suit?"

"Donor, take action quickly, stop joking!" The baby monk spoke again, his momentum blew again. Shu Chu had the words first, but he would not take action first.

Shu Chu stopped making a sound and slowly drew out the sword. Li Ruojie's sword of Sword of Sword is a peerless famous sword. After the sword is unsheathed, it is like a pool of autumn water, and the light can be seen in the light.

"Hey!" A roar was full of momentum. The audience in the audience held their breath and waited for the two to fight. Someone had overturned his previous judgment on Shu Chu. At least, Shu Chu was not making a rosy horn wind now, maybe he was a master!

With a sword, the baby monk breathed a sigh of relief, found the catharsis point, and bounced it to the tip of the sword with one finger.

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