Sword wash the setting sun

Chapter 177 The Rebellious Disciple

The hero of Liaodong was completely devoid of confidence. If the Confucian, Taoist and Buddhist monks were willing to make a move, he still had a [-]% chance of winning. If they refused to make a move, then if they really answered Yu Fu's words today, it would be the same as coming to die.

Monk Hua laughed and took a step forward, "Monk, I do evil and don't abide by the rules and regulations, but what I hate the most is bullying the weak! I want to run amok in Liaodong with my own ability, ask me if the monk agrees!"

The hero of Liaodong was overjoyed, "Senior, be careful!" He took a step back as he spoke, dodging behind others and looking forward to the escape route.

Yu Fu frowned slightly, this Monk Hua's aura was not weak, and he might not be the opponent in terms of internal strength, so he couldn't help feeling vigilant.

No one noticed that Zen Master Wukong among the heroes took a step forward, watching the changes in the field hesitantly...

"Senior's cultivation base is pure, please don't interfere indiscriminately with ordinary affairs!" Yu Fu persuaded.

"What? Are you afraid before you start?"

"A joke! There are so many heroes in the Dragon Slayer League, how can we be afraid of an anonymous scum of the rivers and lakes."

"Good boy, look at the trick!"

The incognito scum deeply hurt the monk's self-esteem.

Monk Hua's obese body immediately became extremely agile, and put away all his slovenly appearance, "Taste my Xuanbing finger first!"

Yu Fu didn't dare to be negligent, so he responded with concentration.Monk Hua pumped his fingertips vigorously, aiming at various big acupuncture points on Yu Fu's body out of thin air.

With a crackling sound of his fingers, he shot at Yu Fu like a hidden weapon. Yu Fu dodged in embarrassment, not daring to take it hard, and heard the sound of breaking and breaking from the trees behind him.

"What a strong internal force!" Many people among the heroes blurted out their admiration and secretly sweated for the leader.

Yu Fu was unsure whether he could withstand the opponent's finger force with his magical body.So it was difficult to dodge, and for the first time in his life, he felt that the lightness kung fu he had learned was not enough.

The battle circle continued to expand, and the howling wind was mixed with the sound of destruction around.Everyone was shocked, and retreated unconsciously, giving way to a large open space.

Even the leaders are afraid of getting their fingers on their bodies. If they are unlucky enough to touch them, there is no reason to survive.

The figures floating in the field are dazzling.Monk Hua's qinggong is not as subtle as Yu Fu's, but it is still enough to stand alone in martial arts.Yu Fu relied on several exquisite footwork to dodge with difficulty, and his clothes had already been pierced in many places by Monk Hua's strength.

Monk Hua pointed at Xuan Bing, thinking of a quick victory.

Yu Fu spared no effort to support, knowing that this kind of fingering force would consume the most energy, so he made plans when Monk Hua was exhausted.

So the two fell into a brief stalemate.

Monk Hua wanted to put Yu Fu to death, and Yu Fu wanted to drag Monk Hua down by relying on his figure, but in everyone's eyes, Yu Fu was full of dangers, and it was only a matter of time before he lost.

The hero of Liaodong was overjoyed, he didn't expect that Monk Hua had such high skill, and he only had the ability to parry and not fight back, so he couldn't help laughing out loud.

"Yu Fu, if you die under Buddha's finger, you are enough to stand out from the crowd. It's a pity, you shouldn't be looking for me!" The Liaodong hero looked like he had won a big victory, and couldn't help making jokes.

"Leader, he is using Shaolin Maya fingers, don't be careless!" Zen Master Wukong said suddenly.

"Tell me in detail!"

Yu Fu's voice came from the battle group.

Zen Master Wukong frowned, pointing Moye finger is Shaolin's unique skill, he practiced one-finger Zen himself, and never watched it, how can you explain it in detail?

"Why are there Shaolin disciples?" The Taoist turned to ask the Liaodong hero.

"They are the gangsters in the rivers and lakes. What's so strange about getting together with similar smells?" Liaodong hero said without changing his face.

The Taoist priest standing beside him nodded in doubt, and continued to look at Yu Fu in the field.Others think that the monk is sure to win, but in his eyes, he really can't see who is better.

This young man has deep inner strength, and he hasn't made a move yet. It's really not easy!
Zen Master Wukong thought for a long time but couldn't think of any information about Mo Yezhi, and suddenly he was in a hurry.

"Bold! The traitors of Shaolin didn't bow their heads and confessed their crimes when they saw Shaolin Zhengzong!"

Zen Master Wukong's words were used with the Buddhist lion's roar, and those present with weak internal strength suddenly felt uncomfortable all over the body.

The sound reached Monk Hua's ears. Monk Hua was startled, and his shot was half a beat slow. Yu Fu took advantage of his sluggish finger strength, pulled out of the battle group, and landed in front of the heroes.

"How is the leader?" Shangguan Kai hurriedly asked.

"No problem!" Yu Fu gasped and said, "This man's skill is unfathomable, everyone be careful."

Shangguan Kai turned to look at the monk. Monk Hua stopped chasing Yu Fu because of his departure, and stayed on the spot in a daze, looking at Zen Master Wukong.

"You are a Shaolin disciple!" Monk Hua asked.The word Shaolin is vague.

"If I remember correctly, you should be a traitor of the Yuan Dynasty who left Shaolin 63 years ago!" Zen Master Wukong said coldly.

"Hehe, not bad! I have kept my name incognito for more than 60 years, and I don't want anyone to remember me! The poor monk's dharma name is 'Yuanzhen'. Are you Wujing?"

"I am Wukong! Brother Wujing has passed away..."

"Then who is the abbot of Shaolin now?"

"Young monk is not talented, temporarily acting as the abbot!"

"Hahaha! Unexpectedly, Shaolin, the most majestic martial arts in the world, would live in Liaodong and engage in thieves! It's really ridiculous!" Monk Hua laughed, the laughter was full of grief, resentment, and disappointment...

"Shaolin Temple does not change its name or surname when it is practiced! Even if you live in Liaodong, you are still a model of martial arts. I think you have never harmed martial arts outside the customs for many years, so let's go! Shaolin has encountered such a catastrophe. As a disciple of Shaolin, as long as you don't discredit Shaolin Well, do it yourself!"

Zen Master Wukong looked at Monk Hua and said, feeling desolate and regretful in his heart.

"What happened to Shaolin Temple?"

"Shenbingmen invited Shaolin Temple to fight in Songshan. They didn't want the scum of the rivers and lakes in the Southern Song Dynasty to collude with the chaotic world and Longsu to wipe out the world's martial arts in one fell swoop! Thanks to the lord who came forward to save them and took these heroes of all factions away from Liaodong... Shaolin is unfortunate! The world's martial arts are unfortunate!"

"Those old immortals who want to kill me and then hurry up are all dead?"

"In order to protect the thousand-year-old temple, Shaolin eminent monks died and were injured. It is unpredictable to this day!"

Monk Hua saw the scene of the Shaolin monk guarding the Shaolin Temple being brutally slaughtered, and he uttered the word "Retribution!" with hatred!
"Shut up! I kindly let you go! Don't force me to clean up the house!"

"Just a few of you still want to clean up the house? I might be a little afraid of those old immortals, but I may not be afraid of them if they take action in person! You don't have to put on airs here! I just want to know, what did I do? What's wrong with being chased and killed by Shaolin, forcing me to remain anonymous for so long!"

"You secretly learned Shaolin's unique skills, and did not abide by the rules and regulations to ruin the Shaolin family style! Is there any mistake in cleaning up the sect?"

"Shaolin martial arts is the root of martial arts in the world. I have the roots of wisdom to carry forward it. Why not? Wine and meat are worn through the intestines, and the Buddha's heart does not change. It is much more magnanimous than you who don't eat meat and wine but have no intention of worshiping the Buddha!" ​​Monk Hua was half talking to himself. It was for Wukong to hear, "That's all! After so many years, the grievances between me and Shaolin have been canceled today! I, Yuanzhen, will be my monk of wine and meat, and I will not be a disciple of Shaolin! Hahaha!"

Monk Hua saw that there was no one in Shaolin, and he didn't want to entangle him anymore. Without Shaolin's arrest, the future will be a good day, and he feels relieved at the thought of this.

"Hero of Liaodong! Get out of here!"

Monk Yuanzhen and Shaolin Temple settled their grievances and grievances, and they had already guessed the possibility of being cheated during this trip, so they immediately turned against Ge Xingshi to ask for guilt!
The Liaodong hero never expected that the helper he was looking for was the Shaolin rebellion. After resolving many years of grievances this time, naturally he would not rescue him again.The handle he held in his hand was also useless, and his vest felt a lot wet, and he came out with a charming smile to answer.

(End of this chapter)