The two hands fly up and down like butterflies, one palm becomes two palms, two palms become four palms, four palms become eight palms, and eight palms become sixteen palms.
Tang Niu was so dazzled by what he saw that he couldn't tell which was real and which was fake, so he could only ignore it and rush forward with his big hand.
Snap, snap, snap!!!
Three crisp sounds came, indicating that three moves had been blocked.
Before Tang Niu had time to be happy, his eyes blurred and he was hit hard on the chest.
puff!
A mouthful of blood spurted out, and Tang Niu hit the wall behind him, slamming through it.
Feeling the burning pain in his chest, Tang Niu knew that although both were at the Grand Master level, he was too far behind in the opponent's hands. If the fight continued, the only way out would be to be captured.
"Let's go!" Tang Niu shouted angrily, and slammed into the window, trying to jump out of the window on the twelfth floor.
"Where to go!"
Wang Xu didn't give him this chance, he caught up first and grabbed Tang Niu's legs, "Lifting Pot Kung Fu!"
Just like lifting a kettle upside down, Wang Xu wrapped his right hand around Tang Niu's calf and pulled it, like a child throwing a sandbag, and threw it hard behind him.
Tang Niu didn't even have time to react. He only felt a huge force coming from his legs and heard the sound of hunting wind in his ears. When he woke up, all he saw was a wall.
boom!!!
Wang Xu's strength is so strong that he can throw a car of two to three tons, let alone a person.
There was just a roar, and Tang Niu smashed through the wall of Room 1221 like a baseball breaking glass, and was beaten to the next door Room 1220.
There was no one in room 1220. The room was empty, even the furniture was missing.
Tang Niu struggled to get up. Even though he had the inner strength to protect his body and the Shaolin mental skills to strengthen his body, he still felt that all the bones in his body were about to be smashed, and he was sweating in pain.
"Xingkong, you are no match for me, come back to Shaolin with me!" Wang Xu punched open the wall and walked out of the smoke with a golden sword.
Looking at his back, Tang Niu wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and said with a smile: "Go back and be a monk, just dream!"
After saying this, Tang Niu moved like a rabbit and ran towards the door.
Wang Xu shook his head slightly, glanced at the broken bricks on the ground, and kicked them out.
Broken bricks as big as a palm burst out from under Wang Xu's feet and flew away with a sharp sound of breaking through the air.
Tang Niu turned around and struck out with a palm, which was enough to break open the monument and crack the stone. However, it failed when it encountered the broken bricks mixed with Wang Xu's internal strength.
Snapped!
The moment his palms collided with the broken bricks, the broken bricks were shattered and Tang Niu was also knocked away.
Wang Xu had a sneer on his face, looking at the blood on the ground and his right hand that was constantly twitching in Tang Niu's arms, the corners of his mouth turned up slightly.
boom!!!
Before Wang Xu could catch Tang Niu, there was a sudden roar in his ears.
When he caught his eye, the door of Room 1220 came roaring towards him, and the target was clearly where he was standing.
Raising his hand, he slashed downwards hard, and the entire iron door was shattered.
In the smoke and dust, Wang Xu could faintly see a somewhat blurry figure standing at the door.
"Hey, there are actually accomplices?" Wang Xu became interested and turned to look at Tang Niu.
I saw that Tang Niu himself was also blinded, and he looked even more surprised than Wang Xu, as if he didn't know who was saving him.
"My Buddha is merciful and compassionate!"
After the dust cleared, a thin image of a monk appeared in front of Wang and Xu.
Wang Xu frowned slightly and looked up and down at the thin monk.
The skinny monk looked to be in his fifties or sixties, with half black and half white hair and a sallow complexion, but he gave Wang Xu the illusion of being a great master who had merged the Tao into his own body.
This feeling is unmistakable, it is just a bit weaker than the real grand master, as if the master is more than enough, but the grand master is not enough.
"Master, didn't you go into seclusion and break through? Why are you here?"
Tang Niu's face showed panic for the first time. This look had never appeared on Tang Niu's face when Wang Xu was sure of victory.
"Evil disciple, why don't you give the Great Return Pill to your junior brother!" The thin monk shouted angrily, with a hint of hatred in his voice.
Tang Niu quickly took the box containing the Great Return Pill from his pocket and placed it on the ground. He hesitated and said: "Master, I, I"
For two consecutive words, Tang Niu and I didn't say anything else, but instead received sighs from the emaciated monk.
Wang Xu ignored the quarrel between them, picked up the box on the ground and opened it, and saw two golden elixirs inside. It couldn't be a big return elixir.
"Little monk Xing Chi, I have met Uncle Fa Bei!" Wang Xu already knew who the visitor was through the conversation between the two parties.
Fa Bei's face was miserable, and his already sallow complexion turned a little more yellow at this time. He whispered: "You have done a good job. Leave the rest to me. I will escort Xing Kong back to Shaolin."
"Uncle, isn't this bad?" Wang Xu put away the Great Return Pill, glanced at Tang Niu, who looked ashen, and said, "Xingkong is your disciple. Although my nephew doesn't know why you are here, he feels that
You'd better avoid suspicion."
"It's not appropriate, it's not appropriate. It's the fault of a poor godfather. Xing Kong is my disciple. This matter started with me and ends with me." Fa Bei said as he walked towards Tang Niu.
Wang Xu frowned slightly and took the initiative to stand in front of Fa Bei, whispering: "Uncle, my nephew is not joking with you!"
quiet
Fa Bei looked at Wang Xu, and Wang Xu looked at him. Neither of them spoke.
It seems appropriate to hand over Tang Niu to Fa Bei, but when you think about it carefully, it is very inappropriate.
When Fa Bei appeared on the stage, the iron gate was shaken by his internal force, obviously to prevent him from catching Tang Niu.
If this was to gain merit, Fabei had no reason to give him the Great Return Pill, which is obviously inconsistent.
So Wang Xu was thinking, Fa Bei didn't want this credit, and he didn't want him to capture Tang Niu. What was his purpose?
Just to catch Tang Niu and send him back to Shaolin Temple? If that's the case, there's no need to go through so much trouble.
"Martial nephew, can you still not trust my uncle?" Fa Bei stood at the door and asked with a sigh.
Wang Xu didn't say anything, he just smiled at Fawei and stretched out his hand to grab Tang Niu.
Whoosh!!!
Just as he was about to touch Tang Niu, there was a sound of breaking through the air.
Wang Xu grabbed it with his backhand, opened his right hand and saw that there was a piece of gravel in his hand.
Gently crushing the pebbles, Wang Xu said nothing and let the powder slip away from his fingers.
Tang Niu also saw that something was wrong with the situation. He looked at Wang Xu, who was on guard, and then at the master, who had a sallow complexion. Instead, he looked like a superfluous person.
"It comes and goes, flowers bloom and wither, it's just reincarnation. Xingkong, how many years has it been since you went up the mountain and entered my gate at the age of ten?"
Fa Bei spoke slowly. Tang Niu thought for a while and replied: "Master, it has been thirty years."
"Thirty years have passed. Time flies so fast. The fate between you and me as master and disciple is over. You can go!" Fa Bei waved his hand, the bitterness on his face getting stronger.
Tang Niu was stunned for a moment. After a while, he came back to his senses and looked happy. He knelt on the ground and kowtowed three times to Fa Bei, struggled to get up and walked out.
Wang Xu didn't move from beginning to end, because just like Sanfeng Zhenren used his martial arts momentum to intimidate him in the world of Heaven and Dragon Slaying, Fa Bei also unfolded his martial arts momentum.
It's just that compared to Master Sanfeng, Fabei is not a great master after all. His martial arts momentum only makes him feel oppressed, but it doesn't dissipate his desire to win.
"Uncle, my disciple made a mistake. If the master can resist it, why should he follow the rules and regulations? You are an eminent monk of the Dharma generation. You are going to retreat to break through the existence of the great master. You need to think clearly about what you are doing. The abbot is not easy to talk to.
People!" Wang Xu ignored Tang Niu who left, and only Fa Bei was in his eyes.
Fa Bei stood in front of Wang Xu, clasped his hands together, and whispered: "If I don't go to hell, who will?"
Fa Bei's attitude has been very clear. Wang Xu knows that what he is saying is all false, and he has to have his subordinates see the truth. Otherwise, it would be very shameless to let Tang Niu leave and spread the word.
Taking a breath and moving the joints on his body, Wang Xu nodded slightly with the disciple ceremony, "The Great Merciful and Great Compassionate Qianye is easy to learn but hard to master. Xing Chi has been studying hard recently, and I would like to ask my uncle for some advice."