"Miss Xue'er, what kind of martial arts does that monk have? He can't even block the Six Meridians Divine Sword." But it was A'Zhu who asked. She had deep inner strength and could clearly sense the sharpness of Jiumozhi's sword energy.
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Murong Xue's face turned slightly red and she said vaguely: "Monk Fan is extremely powerful. If the Six Meridians Divine Sword practiced by those monks from Tianlong Temple is not available, of course he cannot stop him."
Wang Yuyan chuckled, "What Monk Fan uses is the "Flame Sword" from the Tantric Sect of the Western Regions. It is so powerful that it can hurt the enemy invisible. It is a unique skill that is almost comparable to the real Six Meridians Divine Sword."
"The Monk of Tianlong Temple's Six Meridians Divine Sword Sword Formation could not even exert one-tenth of the power of the Six Meridians Divine Sword, so he could not withstand it."
Murong Xue usually studies the martial arts in Huan Shi Water Pavilion, while Wang Yuyan studies the secret books in Lang Huan Jade Cave. There is still a difference.
Jiumozhi laughed heartily, "The female donor is very knowledgeable."
In my heart, I secretly admired that a teenage girl from the Murong family could actually recognize her own magical skills, which showed that the Murong family's martial arts were really profound.
Seeing that the six monks of Tianlong Temple were gradually losing ground, Huang Yaoshi and Zhou Botong in the corner couldn't sit still. Zhou Botong rubbed his hands and said before Huang Yaoshi could say anything: "I'll get on, I'll get on, you rest!"
Before he finished speaking, the person had disappeared where he was.
Huang Yaoshi shook his head in a funny way, "It seems like they invited you."
Jiumozhi's "Flame Sword" was erratic and completely suppressed the sword energy of the six monks. He was full of energy and wanted to show off in front of the heroes, but suddenly there was an additional figure among the seven.
It was Zhou Botong who jumped into the field. At that moment, all the flame sword energy and several six-meridian divine sword sword energy struck Zhou Botong at the same time.
But I saw that he only shook his body slightly, all the energy disappeared, and his body was not damaged at all.
Jiumozhi's heart was shocked. This man's inner strength was probably even greater than his own. Seeing his crane-like face, he couldn't help but think to himself: Could it be Zhang Sanfeng, the legendary number one martial artist in the Central Plains?
The six monks of Tianlong Temple bowed respectfully, "Thank you, senior, for your help!"
Although they didn't know Zhou Botong's name, he came with Huang Yaoshi, and Huang Yaoshi was invited by Master Yideng to help them, so this old man must also be one of their own.
Zhou Botong smiled and said, "Senior, please go down quickly and go back to practice the 'One Yang Finger' for a few more years before learning the Six Meridians Divine Sword!"
His words did not save any face, and the six monks' faces turned slightly red. However, they knew that what Zhou Botong said was reasonable, so they bowed again and said, "I sincerely follow the teachings of my predecessors."
Zhou Botong waved his hands impatiently, "Let's go, let's go."
Duan Zhengzheng gave a wry smile and led the monks from Tianlong Temple to retreat.
Zhou Botong turned around and looked at Jiumozhi excitedly, as if he were looking at a great beauty, "Monk, your invisible sword energy is interesting, I'm here to play with you."
"Are you kidding me?" Jiumozhi heard this and said that Zhou Botong looked down on him. He felt slightly angry, but he still gave a slight salute, "Dare you ask me your senior's name?"
"You're still asking questions about this and that even if we're having a fight. Why do you have so many things going on?" As he said this, he stepped forward directly and greeted Jiumozhi with both fists in front of him.
Jiumozhi was furious, even if you are Zhang Sanfeng, the "first man in the martial arts world", you can't be so rude!
Seeing that Zhou Botong's fists were in front of him, Jiumozhi did not dare to be careless. His right hand flashed red, and the strength was accumulated in the edge of the palm. The back of his hand was pressed against his left face, both for defense and for attack.
Zhou Botong had seen the power of the "Flame Knife" before, so he did not dare to underestimate the enemy, so he immediately changed his moves, using left fist and right palm to attack up and down.
Jiumozhi immediately swung his sword diagonally with full power, and a flaming sword aura several feet long also swung downwards. Feeling the sharpness of the saber aura, Zhou Botong hurriedly took a few steps back.
He didn't expect that Jiumozhi's invisible sword energy could not only attack in the air, but also be held in his hand like a real weapon. He laughed and said, "Good monk, you are so good at this move!"
Jiumozhi looked proud and said, "Senior, please give me more..."
Before he could say the word "advice", he saw Zhou Botong punch him without saying a word, and he couldn't help but feel secretly angry.
It is said that etiquette and rules are the most important in the martial arts world of the Central Plains, but the legendary "Zhang Sanfeng" does not talk about any moral rules at all.
But seeing that Zhou Botong's punch was mediocre and weak, Jiumozhi immediately hid the flame sword energy in his palm and reached out to catch it. He thought in his heart: "The number one in the martial arts world" is just a vain name.
Unexpectedly, as soon as the fists and palms were handed over, Jiumozhi's whole body trembled, and he actually felt a chill in his heart. Then a huge force came from Zhou Botong's fist, and his body was unsteady and was instantly shaken back by several feet.
Jiumozhi was shocked and couldn't help but ask: "What kind of boxing is this?"
Zhou Botong laughed loudly, "It's a confusing boxing technique." As he said this, he flashed his figure and came to Jiumozhi again. With one hand of Nine Yin White Bone Claw and the other of Kong Ming Fist, he actually used the mutual skill of both hands.
Jiumozhi still had to hold Duan Yu with one hand, so he had no choice but to wave his hand in the air, causing the flaming sword energy to fly up and down.
However, Nine Yin White Bone Claw and Kong Ming Fist are inherently yin martial arts, especially Kong Ming Fist, which is the most yin and soft martial art in the world. It can be said to be the right medicine to restrain the masculine and fierce flame sword energy.
The two of them were able to pull off more than ten moves, but Jiumozhi was gradually unable to resist.
Zhou Botong suddenly said: "It's really not fun for you to hold him and fight with him, why don't you give him to me?"
Jiumozhi was stunned, and Zhou Botong suddenly reached out and fished it out from a strange angle, and actually fished Duan Yu over easily.
When Jiumozhi came to his senses, Zhou Botong had already thrown Duan Yu to Duan Zhengming and was protected by the eminent monks of Tianlong Temple.
He was so angry that he simply stopped caring about Duan Yu, held up the flaming sword with both hands, and struck with all his strength. At that moment, Jiumozhi's whole body was filled with fiery red flaming sword energy, and the air was scalded with a "sizzling" sound.
The surrounding heroes felt a blazing energy rushing towards their faces, making their faces feel hot and painful.
The monks in Tianlong Temple were secretly worried that Zhou Botong could not resist, so they couldn't help but glance at Huang Yaoshi, but Huang Yaoshi just sat there with the presence of the old god, and didn't seem to be worried at all.
But Zhou Botong said: "Okay! Okay! Okay! It should have been like this a long time ago!" He seemed to really hope that Jiumozhi would use his full strength.
Jiumozhi is a genius with extremely deep inner strength. Now that he lets go of his hands and feet, he can fight as well as Zhou Botong.
There are many people with excellent martial arts skills among the crowd. It can be seen that both of them are at the peak of their martial arts skills, and they secretly admire them in their hearts.
Bai Zizai of the Snow Mountain Sect was dancing with joy, but in fact he was trying to evolve the martial arts moves of the two. He always thought in his mind how he would break down the opponent's moves if one of them were replaced by himself.
But it was difficult for him to keep up with the speed of the two of them, so he seemed to be waving wildly. The surrounding Snow Mountain Sect disciples all had slightly red faces and wanted to stop the leader but did not dare to speak.