Zhutian: Integrating exercises, I will practice the strongest martial arts

There is an inn.

Lin Wuye saw the four gilded signboards, and there was a fiery red wine flag hanging in front of the door, which was particularly conspicuous in this street.

"Ouch, please come inside the Taoist priest."

As soon as Lin Wuye stepped into the inn, a waiter immediately grinned and bent down to guide him in.

Lin Wuye's face moved slightly, but it was fleeting, and he didn't speak, just followed the guy in like this.

Following behind the buddy, Lin Wuye looked at it with interest, and secretly said in his heart:
"This guy is at least in the realm of the acquired fifth heaven. It seems that this inn is not simple."

"Daoist, we have an inn, but it is the most famous inn in the town. If you want to eat, other inns don't have it. Our inn will definitely have it!"

The boy didn't realize that Lin Wuye had seen him through, but he was selling the delicacies of his shop with a smile on his face.

"Really, then I have to taste the craftsmanship of your inn."

Lin Wuye nodded slightly, secretly perceiving the situation of this inn.

In his perception, almost every clerk has the cultivation base of the acquired fifth level, and among them there is a late eighth level and a strong man of the acquired ninth level guarding the inn.

"It's interesting. There is such a strange inn under Songshan Mountain. I don't know if it is Shaolin's stronghold or other forces have buried it here."

"It would be even more interesting if it was the stronghold of other forces."

Although Shaolin did not appear in the Condor Shooting, Shaolin has endured for a long time in the following eras and has been standing still.

But Lin Wuye, who has read the original work, knows that although Shaolin seems to have done nothing, it actually stirs up the situation secretly and controls the entire martial arts world in his own hands.

Just 16 years ago, the Nine Yin Scriptures were published, and Shaolin may not have been involved in it.

Such a routine in Xiaoao even disturbed the entire martial arts world with a sunflower book, causing quite a disturbance.

And when Lin Wuye stepped into this inn, the strong Nine Heavens in the backstage of the inn had already sensed it.

backyard.

In a simple and very plain room, a monk with a ferocious face floated up.

"There is an attack from a strong man at the peak of the day after tomorrow!"

Juekong's eyes flashed a bright light, and he waved his hand with a burst of force, and the door of the house opened instantly.

The figure rushed out like a bull.

Lin Wuye was already sitting alone by the window, eating and drinking.

But the moment Juekong set off, his eyes turned to the rear left, but his hands still kept moving, eating delicious food leisurely.

In the next second, Juekong came to Lin Wuye, folded his palms together, and chanted a Buddha's name:
"Amitabha, poor monk Juekong has seen this Taoist priest before."

"I also said that this inn is so extraordinary that the Shaolin Temple is behind it."

Lin Wuye shook his wine glass, glanced at Juekong in front of him, and said calmly.

"Is it just that monks also drink and eat meat?"

heard.

Juekong's face turned cold, his already ferocious face became even more disgusting, he was not a good-tempered person in the past.

After letting go of the monstrous killing, he entered Buddhism under the persuasion of an eminent monk in Shaolin.

Although he has practiced Buddhism for many years, his nature is tyrannical, which is about to erupt at this time.

"The Taoist priest is here to find trouble!?"

Juekong glared at Lin Wuye with a gloomy face.

"Yes, so what?"

Lin Wuye drank the wine in his glass in one gulp, raised his eyes slightly, and looked at Juekong who was already on the verge of fury.

After seeing Jue Kong, Lin Wuye felt the strong evil spirit on Jue Kong's body, this guy obviously killed a lot.

And there are many people like Juekong in Shaolin.

The Shaolin sect looks grand on the surface, but in fact it is a group of evil spirits living together.

Subdue extremely evil people and serve as thug guards to strengthen your own foundation.

Once the rivers and lakes are out of control, they will secretly move to disturb the rivers and lakes, making the whole rivers and lakes bloody and uneasy.

Although he, Lin Wuye, is not considered a good person, he also can't see that this kind of cancer has always existed in the world.

"The poor monk must learn the methods of the Taoist priest, and see if you have the ability to provoke me Shaolin!"

The voice fell.

Juekong's wide monk robe bulged, raised his hand and pressed down on Lin Wuye in front of him.

The palm prints glowed with golden light, and they were imposing.

It is one of Shaolin's 72 stunts, Vigorous Vajra Palm!
The air flow billowed, and the surrounding wine tables were suddenly blown away by the energy.

The faces of the guests in the inn changed drastically, and they hurriedly moved away to avoid being affected.

Juekong's powerful vajra palm fell into Lin Wuye's eyes, and he was about to hit Lin Wuye's head.

Zheng!
A clear and pleasant sound of swords resounded throughout the entire inn. The sword at the waist was pulled out, and the hot and domineering sword energy burst out, and the temperature of the entire inn suddenly rose.

"What a domineering and hot swordsmanship!"

Juekong's complexion changed, and the strength in his hand couldn't help but increase a little bit, the speed increased sharply, pressing the air with hunting sounds!

Lin Wuye's face was indifferent, and the sword light turned, and it was slashed at a faster speed than Juekong, and a line of blood flowed into the air.

Juekong's ferocious face showed a terrified expression, and the powerful vajra palm he had just pressed was easily broken by Lin Wuye's sword.

There is an obvious sword mark on the palm of the golden luster, and the pain on the palm tells him that this Taoist who seems to be only fifteen or sixteen years old in front of him is very strong!
"Who are you!?"

With just one move, Juekong knew that he was no match for the opponent.

He had never heard of such a young Taoist master.

At this moment, he regretted making the move.

"The one who killed you!"

Lin Wuye said coldly, and stepped on the ground suddenly, and the wooden board that was not bad in quality burst into pieces directly.

The figure suddenly disappeared in place, and jumped directly in front of Juekong.

As soon as a sword stabbed out, the air pierced and rattled, combined with his pure yang scorching domineering skills, the sword energy was so powerful and extremely hot that all the substances in the air were burned.

"Stop it, you have to think clearly, my Shaolin is a thousand-year-old sect with countless masters, you alone can't bear the anger of my Shaolin!"

Juekong's eyes were terrified, his body retreated hastily, all the internal force in his body exploded, gathered between his palms, and the tyrannical force was discharged, resisting Lin Wuye's hot and domineering sword!

"Shaolin Temple? Hmph, I, Lin Wuye, have no fear of a dirty place!"

The sword energy erupted, and Juekong's fleshy palm was smashed instantly.

"Ah! Stop it!"

The domineering sword energy invaded Juekong's body along his palms, making Juekong feel as if his blood was about to boil.

Incredibly hot.

The boys in the inn looked at Lin Wuye who crushed Juekong, and the fear in their hearts prevented them from stepping forward to help.

At this time, another strong man in the inn, the innkeeper of Houtian Yachongtian, yelled:
"What are you waiting for? Can we still escape after Brother Juekong is killed?"

The words fall.

Dozens of young servants at the fifth level of Houtian's heart tightened, and they attacked Lin Wuye one after another.

The fists, palms, and legs flew horizontally, and the tables, chairs and benches were scattered and split.

"court death!"

Lin Wuye's face turned cold, and the long sword in his hand drew a circle, and the whole inn burst out with sword energy.

The joint attack of the servants was as vulnerable as tofu, and the sword energy flew, knocking many servants into the air in an instant.

Flesh and blood flew everywhere, and stumps and broken arms fell to the ground.

Blood soaked the entire inn.

The expressions of the innkeeper and Juekong changed wildly, they did not expect Lin Wuye to be so powerful.

"Let's go together!"

The two looked at each other, one left and the other right attacked Lin Wuye who had just slashed like a bison.

"go to hell!"

Juekong yelled violently, and all the internal energy in his right palm exploded like never before.

The innkeeper also slapped several palms frantically, restricting Lin Wuye's position.

"Tips for carving insects!"

Zheng!
The scorching sword energy burst like dragon flames, and the light flashed across the sky in an instant, which was composed of endless sword energy.

Stab it!

Juekong and the innkeeper stopped attacking, their eyes filled with endless fear and disbelief.

"So fast... so strong... a sword!"

Juekong finally uttered these few words, his body could no longer hold on, and blood flowed like a fountain.

He fell heavily to the ground.

But the state of the innkeeper is not as good as Juekong's, he can't even retain his consciousness, and he just became a pile of fragments.

Lin Wuye cast a glance, the ordinary guys in the inn didn't do anything again.

Withdrawing the sword, turning around, and leaving the inn...