Wudang sweeps the tunnel, awakens full-level comprehension at the beginning

Chapter 177 Killing two monks in a row, crushing the situation and overwhelming Shaolin
I'm afraid even Lingxu himself didn't think about it.

After all, his realm is only at the fourth level, and he is the number one master of the Shaolin Temple's spiritual generation.

Beheaded by an unknown master in front of the mountain gate.

Such a scene, no one can stand it.

Yang Guo said coldly: "If you didn't say that, I wouldn't kill you, you asked for it yourself, you can't blame me."

Finish this trash talking.

Yang Guo returned directly to his camp.

Lu Heng clapped his hands and said with a smile: "Well done, a good start, a good sign, who will fight in the next Great Song Wulin?"

Lingxu's death.

It cast a shadow over the hearts of the monks in Shaolin Temple.

Although the same enemy.

But the strength of the Tianzun Palace also let them see that if they really match up, they may not even be able to say the words of begging for mercy and admitting defeat.

What's more, in front of the eyes of everyone, in front of the whole world, death is easy, and I'm afraid that death is not worth it.

Not to mention Shaolin.

Even the Song court was angered.

Song Zhezong clenched his teeth, and said angrily in a low voice: "Whoever, let me kill them, I am willing to reward you ten thousand taels, and make you a marquis."

No one answered his words.

There are few innate masters, even in the realm of spirit deficiency, they are the best among them.

Even the spiritual monk died so badly.

Morale plummeted for sure.

"Why, you are afraid."

Lu Heng's smile became more and more like that big villain, just playing against Yang Guo, he overwhelmed Da Song Jianghu and couldn't hold his head up.

"Let the old monk fight!"

"Uncle, be careful!"

Another eminent monk of the spiritual generation of Shaolin Temple appeared.

Knowing the monk, he introduced in a low voice at the side: "He is Lingbei, the senior brother of the master of Lingmen. It is said that he is the successor of Xuancheng, and he is proficient in the eighteen unique skills of Shaolin."

Lu Heng glanced casually and said, "Wang Chongyang, you go and deal with him."

"As ordered!"

"The second protector of Tianzun Palace, Wang Chongyang, please enlighten me!"

Wang Chongyang is wearing Taoist robes with a fairy-like demeanor. As one of the five unique supernatural powers, his innate skills and internal strength are like the Yangtze River, but outsiders can't see through it.

Patriarch Sunflower had a different expression, coughed, and said, "Little Monk Lingbei, you should be more careful, this man is a master of Taoism, and his Taoist cultivation must not be underestimated."

Even if he doesn't say it.

Lingbei also knew very well that when he came forward, he almost carried the last trace of stubbornness from Shaolin Temple.

Lingxu's death gave him a great shock.

"Monk, let's make a move, don't talk nonsense."

As the patriarch of Quanzhen, Wang Chongyang naturally has the arrogance of a master.

The realm is far superior to Lingxu and Lingbei, and the means are even more surprising.

I saw that Lingbei was just like the Buddha holding a flower and smiling, and the flower-picking finger skill he played casually, piercing mountains and shaking rocks.

Neither sad nor happy, Wang Chongyang just casually pointed his finger.

Zen Master Kurong and Duan Zhengchun looked at each other, exclaimed: "Yiyang Zhigong, who is he and why would he use my Duan family's family martial arts?"

Wang Yuyan looked at such a delicate kung fu, her eyes turned quickly, as if she had some comprehension.

"Excellent skill, you are catching me with a Prajna Palm!"

Ling Bei didn't come close either, but just used palms from a distance to fight against Wang Chongyang.

If you want to swim, you need Wang Chongyang to give him a chance.

Lu Heng sat up straight, and said with a faint smile, "Competing with Wang Chongyang, who is in the sixth level of congenital realm, for internal strength, this monk has a good calculation, but he forgot one thing."

"My lord, what's the matter?"

"There is a gap of two realms between them, and it's not so easy to make up for it, not to mention that Wang Chongyang has been playing with each other all along, and he hasn't shown his real skills yet."

The innate skill has been fused with the Yiyang finger, and this martial art has improved the Yiyang finger.

But with this move, it is already comparable to the Six Meridians Excalibur.

Although it was a bit worse, it was not something the eminent monks of Shaolin Temple could handle.

No matter what kind of martial arts the opponent uses, it can be broken by Yiyang Finger.

Zen Master Kurong was silent.

He could see that this yang finger was specious and not like what was passed down by their Duan family lineage.

"Grandmaster Lu, I don't know if this Wang Daoist is related to the Duan family?"

There are relationships?
Of course there is.

But it's not related to you, but to a certain generation of descendants of your Duan family.

Lu Heng squinted at Ku Rong, and said: "His martial arts are all based on self-enlightenment, not taught by me. If you are interested, you may wish to ask him in person, and ask me what I do."

Say nothing else.

It wasn't long before Ku Rong joined Xiantian, and the group with poor skills would not dare to take the initiative to hold them accountable.

"Is your Excellency the only way to do this?"

Lingbei also sensed that his skills were not good enough, so he hurriedly wanted to speak out to influence Wang Chongyang's thoughts.

It's a pity, how did he know that Wang Chongyang has no memory, but he is also a master of martial arts, all kinds of martial arts are easy to come by, and he, a Shaolin monk, cannot handle them.

I also saw that Wang Chongyang used Peach Blossom Island's Luoying Excalibur Palm, Beggar Gang's Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms, or Ouyang Feng's Spirit Snake Fist, all of which are the most exquisite martial arts in the world.

As if at this moment.

The Wujue Possession is the same as the God of War. The more you fight, the more powerful you are. The Shaolin Temple side already wants to admit defeat.

"Wang Chongyang, it's amazing. He actually stepped into the sixth peak of the innate world. His soul is doomed. Even if the Tathagata Buddha came to the world, he couldn't save him, haha."

Lu Heng's words made the expressions of the senior monks of Shaolin Temple change drastically.

as predicted.

Combining the moves well, Wang Chongyang just glared at the monk Lingbei, and directly used the Great Subduing Demon Fist, smashing Lingbei's head into the neck with one punch.

A generation of eminent monks died instantly.

Like Lingxu, she didn't even have a chance to say her last words.

"My lord, fortunately I did not disgrace my life!"

Wang Chongyang returned to his camp.

Patriarch Sunflower had an ugly face, and there was unavoidably a bit of sadness in his expression.

Seeing the tragic death of two Shaolin masters, Xuanci could no longer hide the anger on his face.

"Grandmaster Lu, do you want to destroy my Shaolin, or the Great Song Wulin?"

"You don't need to kidnap others morally. This is the grievance between our two factions. Since Da Song intends to attach the Tianzun Palace to the Xixia Wulin, it's no wonder for me. You say that is the reason."

"Besides, they all signed the certificate of life and death, and each of them lives and dies in peace. Their skills are not as good as others, is it my fault?"

"You should blame yourselves, he, the shameless Great Song Emperor."

Everyone in Tianzun Hall laughed.

Let the emperor of the Song Dynasty lose his face, and all the Wulin people of the Song Dynasty lowered their heads.

How to play this.

Bullying is not like this.

The momentum weakened again and again.

Song Zhezong was already angry, he made a gesture, and someone left first.

Of course, Lu Heng noticed this kind of small action, but he didn't care.

It's nothing more than relying on the large number of people and wanting to take advantage of it, but they don't understand that no matter how strong the crowd tactics are, it may not be Lu Heng's enemy with one move.

Wasn't the Yuanmeng iron cavalry not strong back then, and the city not strong, and wasn't he slaughtered by him.

"It's really shameless. Treat us like a persimmon. If you don't teach you a lesson, wouldn't you be exported by your face?"

"Is there anyone who is willing to play with me in the end? Such a boring battle, Shaolin Temple is only capable of this."

Lu Heng was more mocking.

The lower the morale of the opposing alliance, when it reaches a threshold, it will be even more difficult to make a comeback.

Sunflower Patriarch saw this and snorted coldly: "Sharp teeth, sharp mouth, our family wants to challenge you, I don't know if Master Lu dares to end, let our family experience the majesty of the Lord of the Tianzun Palace."

"If you and I end up fighting, aren't you afraid of death?"

"Life and death are determined by fate and wealth, and our family has lived enough. You don't need to provoke me like this, our family has no fear!"

"Well done, Patriarch Sunflower, if you are victorious, I will make you king with a different surname."

This move is to capture the thief and the king.

It has to be said that Patriarch Sunflower's plan was brilliant.

Song Zhezong also offered fame and fortune rewards, just to make a comeback, but can he really win?
not necessarily.

In his opinion, Lu Heng just used those masters to bully them.

The strength itself should not be strong.

After all, age is where it is, and such calculations are something that masters in the inner circle often do.

Seeing this, Song Zhezong also became excited.

He agrees with the strength of Sunflower Patriarch very much, if he makes a move, he thinks that he should win, and it will hit the arrogance of Xixia martial arts.

It's a pity that they even want to subdue the masters like Lu Heng and use them for him.

Lu Heng glanced at them, amused in his heart.

"Let me fight, you are not worthy, but it is not impossible to play with you."

"Okay, Patriarch, I have lived for 200 years, and I have never seen a young hero like Master Lu, who can reach this level with a weak crown, which is rare in the world!"

"It's useless to flatter, but if you really think that the palace master is a soft persimmon, then you are completely wrong!"

"Let me, the ancestor, come to learn the unique knowledge of Tianzun Palace, please!"

(To be continued)
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