The strongest shuttle system

Lin Fan was surprised.

After a farewell to Tianlong Temple, Jiumozhi was seriously injured by himself.

After that, there was no news of him.

Unexpectedly, this time he actually came to Shaolin Temple.

"Is he also here to participate in the martial arts conference?"

"But instead of waiting at the foot of the Shaolin Temple, he came here alone to provoke the Shaolin Temple. What is he doing?"

A trace of doubt flashed in Lin Fan's eyes.

But at this time, Jiumozhi's voice came slowly.

"My little monk heard that there are 72 special skills in Shaolin Temple. Not everyone can master all of them?"

There was arrogance and disdain in his tone.

When Lin Fan heard Jiumozhi's words, he had a feeling of deja vu.

If I remember correctly, this guy also had the same beeping tone and expression in Tianlong Temple.

From the looks of it, this guy is here to mess things up!

Lin Fan immediately showed great interest.

chapter 182

"According to the meaning of the national teacher, in today's world, is there really someone who is proficient in my 72 unique Shaolin skills?"

At this time, standing opposite Jiumozhi, a monk with big ears on the left side said with a smile.

Lin Fan looked at it.

Opposite Jiumozhi, stood three monks.

Needless to say.

The one standing in the middle should be Xuanci, the abbot of Shaolin, with kind eyebrows and kind eyes, and the appearance of an eminent monk.

However, thinking of Ye Erniang's actions and the relationship with Xuanci, Lin Fan felt sick.

I snorted inwardly.

Xuanci cannot escape the responsibility for the sins Ye Erniang committed.

"good."

Jiumozhi nodded with a smile, looking enigmatic.

"Hehe, then I would like to ask the national teacher, who is this great hero you are talking about?"

The great monk couldn't help but put a sneer on his face.

"The words "big hero" are truly ashamed!"

Jiumozhi smiled modestly.

"Did you mean you?"

The great monk was taken aback for a moment, obviously he was shown by Jiumozhi's operation.

"It's the poor monk." Jiumozhi chuckled.

At this time.

The Shaolin monk standing on the right side of Xuanci smiled and said, "Master, you are not from Shaolin Temple. Among the 72 unique skills, Maha Finger, Prajna Palm and Vajra Fist have never been passed on to others. How did the Master learn it?"

"Young monk dare not utter wild words, and ask Master Xuansheng for advice!"

Jiumozhi's expression sank.

Then, he spun around and flew to the side of Xiang Ding.

I saw Jiumozhi sweeping his legs, and immediately, Xiangding was hit high into the sky.

Under the shocked eyes of everyone, Jiumozhi leaned forward and came under the incense cauldron, and punched far into the air.

"clang!"

The incense tripod made a crisp sound, and the incense ash in the tripod scattered.

The falling incense cauldron was thrown high into the sky again.

"Great Vajra Fist!"

Master Xuan Sheng was shocked.

"Bravo!"

Immediately, all the monks in the surrounding Shaolin Temple couldn't help whispering.

Everyone looked at Jiumozhi in shock.

And Jiumozhi didn't stop, stomped his foot, the stone slab cracked, and Jiumozhi flew up, chasing the flying incense cauldron.

Then, a palm shot out.

"bump!"

I saw that there was a clear palm print on the incense cauldron.

"Hannya Palm!"

The monk with big ears on that side had a look of disbelief on his face.

This is not over yet.

After Jiumozhi slapped his palm, he kept his body shape and used lightness kung fu to chase after the flying incense tripod.

In a moment, he came to the top of the incense cauldron, and punched the inside of the incense cauldron from top to bottom.

"boom!"

The incense ash splashed, the incense cauldron fell, and in an instant, the incense cauldron landed in its original position.

And Jiumozhi also flew down and landed on the incense cauldron.