The Great Escape of Martial Arts

Chapter 46 Jinlun escapes and falls short of success

Jinlun Dharma King was bitter in his heart, and after going through all kinds of difficulties and dangers, he managed to practice the Dragon Elephant Wisdom Kungfu that is astonishing in the past and the present. He has not yet shocked the world and become famous all over the world, but he died at the hands of this unknown monster for no reason!

So he opened his eyes and looked at Wu Zhai with a sad expression, and asked:

"Your Excellency's miraculous skills are world-class, dare to ask Gao's surname, so that the old monk can understand when he dies?"

Wu Zhai said impatiently:

"I said it a long time ago, the dog-killer!"

King Jinlun sighed:

"There are so many masters in the Central Plains. Your Majesty is certainly not inferior to the five masters. The old monk's skills are not as good as others, so his death is not in vain. It's a pity that the Dragon Elephant Prajna Kung Fu was defeated by the old monk, and there will be no successor in the world."

Lifting his right palm, he slapped it on his sky cap.

Wu Zhai rushed forward and stretched out his arms to block his palm, and said:

"Wait a minute!"

The Fawang proudly said:
"The old monk can be killed but not humiliated. Where do you want to be?"

Wu Zhai laughed and said:

"Your Dragon Elephant Prajna Kungfu is really good, so you have no successors. Don't say you are a pity, I am also a pity. I said earlier, but I can make an exception. Why don't you hand over Kublai Khan?"

The Fawang said angrily:

"If you want to kill, you can kill. The old monk is definitely not someone who buys and steals life!"

After all, close your eyes and wait for death.

Wu Zhai walked around him and suddenly said:

"I don't want to kill the dog. I went to pick up your weapon. If you can survive my punch, I will spare your dog's life today!"

The Dharma king moved when he heard the words, then smiled wryly and said:
"Your Excellency has a heavy fist. When the old monk was in his prime, he was not your opponent. Now that he is seriously injured, how can he withstand a punch from you? Forget it, it's about death, so it's like giving up your life to accompany a gentleman..."

After all, put your hands on the ground and sit up.

However, as soon as he exerted force, the injury was affected, and he coughed up another mouthful of blood, trembling like a candle in the wind...

Wu Zhai stood with his hands behind his back, watching him coldly.

He knew that the Dragon Elephant Prajna Kungfu was extremely mysterious, not to mention that it only reached the tenth level, and it made Jinlun Fawang super powerful, comparable to Zha Yang's Depressed Ecstasy Palm, the rare thing is that it made this monk extremely resistant to beating!

Later, in front of Broken Intestine Cliff, King Jinlun Fawang was hit by Huang Yaoshi and Yideng Master at the same time on the right rib and left chest, but it was just——

With a sound of "Hey", I shook my body.

It wasn't until the old naughty boy punched the "Zhiyang point" on his vest that he—

His legs softened, and he sat down slowly.

Wu Zhai knew that his fist was heavier, but he definitely couldn't beat the three of them at the same time. Moreover, the previous punch was not Jinlun Fawang waiting to die.

For the rest, even if they were injured, they would not be so severely injured!

But he was a very talented person and was bold, so he deliberately used Jinlun Dharma King as a sandbag to try his hand at, so he watched the joke on the sidelines, wondering what tricks this monk was trying to play?
After a while, Jinlun Dharma King stood up from the ground unsteadily. His chest and abdomen were rising and falling rapidly, and his mouth was panting like a broken bellows, which seemed to be extremely laborious.

Wu Zhai sneered slightly, but didn't point it out.

Seeing that Wu Zhai was silent, Fa Wang stepped forward and picked up the iron wheel, as if he was exhausted, the wheel just left the ground less than three inches before falling to the ground again.

The Dharma King knelt on the ground, panted for a while, picked up the iron wheel again, and then moved forward to pick up the gold and silver wheels, but he kept picking them up again and again, looking like he was weak...

Wu Zhai thought to himself:

"This bald donkey is a film king. When he dies, should I cast an Oscar statuette and be buried with him?"

The Fawang performed for quite a while, and it took him a cup of tea before he packed up the three wheels, hugged him in his arms, leaned his back against the gate of the camp, and stood loosely waiting to die.

Wu Zhai couldn't help laughing, jokingly said:

"Great monk, is the performance over?"

The Dharma King coughed and said weakly:

"Your Excellency, you are joking, the old monk is going to die, who is he going to play for?"

Wu Zhai sneered and said:
"Then die!"

After saying that, he took a stance and slowly raised his right fist.

The Fawang suddenly said:

"Wait a minute!"

Wu Zhai frowned and said:
"What?"

Fawang coughed up another mouthful of blood, breathing weakly, and said in a low voice:
"Even though the old monk is defeated, he is unwilling to wait for death. Your Excellency is magnanimous. Allow the old monk to fight again, okay?"

Wu Zhai sneered again and again, as expected, but he didn't take it to heart, secretly said:
"I want to see what tricks this bald donkey is playing?"

He said in a low voice:
"If you want to fight, hit, stop talking nonsense!"

The Dharma King did not dare to fight Wu Zhai head-on, so he backed away slowly, raised his hand, and immediately heard a "Woo-Woo" sound, and threw a black iron wheel over.

Wu Zhai raised his fist to meet him, but the iron wheel circled behind him and turned back to the Fawang.

Wu Zhai scolded:

"When death is imminent, you still play tricks!"

Fa Wang just pretended not to hear, threw three rounds in a row, and then flew back in a row, still circled around Wu Zhai, then stretched out his hand to catch it.

The three wheels fluctuated up and down, straight or slanted, and the sounds they made were soft and loud, as if they wanted to disturb Wu Zhai's eyes and make him feel uneasy.

Wu Zhai was secretly amused, and said in his heart:
"This bald donkey is really at the end of his rope!"

Suddenly, His Holiness called out:
"Be careful!"

Suddenly the three wheels merged into one and collided side by side towards Wu Zhai. The speed was extremely fast and the momentum was very fierce. It was far from the soft and slow appearance before...

Surprised, Wu Di punched three times in a row, blasting away the three rounds of gold, copper and iron.

He suddenly felt the back of his hand go numb, but he knew that the bald donkey's injury was definitely not as miserable as he pretended, and it was even lighter than Wu Zhai expected!
Looking up, he saw that Jinlun Fawang had disappeared into the cavalry formation!
It turned out that Jin Lun Dharma King had deliberately approached the gate of the camp and even leaned on the gate pillar. Later, when the iron wheel was thrown, he had already retreated into the gate.

Regardless of the previous three rounds of dancing, or the final desperate attempt, it was Mingxiu's plank road, but he took advantage of the situation and slowly retreated into the camp!
Waiting for the last move, as soon as the three rounds of gold, silver and iron were made, the Fawang ran away, and at the same time ordered the Mongolian cavalry to—

All arrows fired!

Wu Zhai scolded angrily:

"Those who ride horses, in the end, they still follow the way of this bald donkey!"

With a flick of his toe, he grabbed Yin Kexi's corpse, used it as a human shield in front of him, and rushed forward in the rain of arrows...

Before the first round of Mongolian cavalry volleys could be exhausted, Wu Zhai had already rushed into the formation.

Leaving Yin Kexi behind, he unleashed both fists, and immediately, like a tsunami, the large formation of cavalry rushed to the side, causing heavy casualties...

However, Jinlun Fawang has disappeared!

Wu Zhai sneered and said:
"You can run away from a monk, but you can't run away from a temple!"

Then he opened the way with heavy fists and fought all the way to King Kublai Khan's tent, but Kublai Khan was also missing!
Not only that, but Wu Zhai found out after a round trip——

There is not even a general in this battalion!

The [-] elite cavalry were all uniformly attired. In the dark night, in a hurry, it was impossible to tell who was the soldier and who was the general?
All thanks to Qiu Qianren!
Who made him behead all the time, behead...

It's all right now, these dog tartars have learned how to be good, and they all know how to mix into the ocean of the people!

Thinking on his heels, King Jinlun and Kublai Khan must also be among the [-] cavalry, but Wu Zhai couldn't check them one by one, right?
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