disguised holy monk

As soon as Amaro said this, almost all the martial arts people were angered.

As the new martial arts leader, Bai Muzhi was injured a few days ago, so he never played.

But now that the other party has talked about this, he is almost so angry that his liver hurts, and he no longer ignores the obstruction, and flies forward.

Bai Muzhi is nearly thirty years old, and he is in full bloom. He is dressed in white, his handsome brows look full of righteousness, and he said in a solemn voice: "Bai is not talented, and I am honored by all the seniors to sit in the position of the leader of the martial arts alliance. , Today I will ask for advice on the unique skills of Tantric masters."

Although he said it humbly, Bai Mu's "Shadow Chasing Sword Technique" was at the top of the list of top ten villains in Jianghu.

Amoluo smiled half-smile, pinched the Buddhist beads, and gently signaled to the big disciple behind him, "You go."

An extremely strong and tall monk behind him responded, and then jumped onto the competition platform.His monk robe was open, and he was carrying a knife. A brown scar on his body ran from his shoulders around his chest, looking extremely fierce.

The monk grinned and didn't say much, he raised his knife and slashed towards him. With Bai Muzhi's long sword in his hand, he easily blocked his attack. With just this touch, he felt that the other party was extremely powerful. When the sword touched, his The arms were all sore from the shock.

Bai Muzhi directly raised his leg and kicked the opponent's chest.

His kick was not light, and he never thought that the monk didn't move, he laughed, as if his chest was just stained with a little dust, he raised his hand to dust it off, and then rushed over.

Bai Muzhi was wounded, and this monk attacked extremely fiercely and powerfully.He squinted his eyes slightly, waited until the opponent approached him, then tapped his toes, nimbly circled around, then kicked him on the back, turned over and landed firmly.

The monk staggered, turned around and roared in dissatisfaction, and began to chase fiercely like a beast.

After a few rounds, although Bai Muzhi dodged nimbly, there was a slight sweat on his forehead.Everyone couldn't help but tighten their heartstrings.

……

On the other side, Xuanqing and his party had already entered the city in a carriage, and it was only a quarter of an hour before they arrived at the Martial Arts Leader's Mansion.

The carriage was not that spacious, and Xuan Qing and Jiang Qimo sat in it.Wuying sat next to the coachman, with his hands folded on his chest, his expression indifferent and he didn't know what he was thinking.

Xuan Qing looked at the young man dressed in scholarly clothes opposite, and said gratefully: "Amitabha, fortunately, I met Benefactor Lin, but I'm afraid that this trip will delay your time."

Lin Yi looked gentle, introverted and quiet, but when he looked at him, there seemed to be excitement in his eyes, he waved his hands repeatedly, "No problem, no problem, anyway, the imperial examination is still more than a month away, I just stopped on the way A few days are too late."

Jiang Qimo glanced at him upon hearing this, and then at Xuan Qing, "Do you know him?"

Xuan Qing smiled and shook his head, "I didn't know each other before, but now I do."

Lin Yi said with some embarrassment, "It's Master Xuanqing's reputation, Xiaosheng has heard of it for a long time, so it is my great honor to be able to help Master Xuanqing."

"It's so fate." Xuan Qing paused, and gave him the safety talisman that he carried with him, "I made this safety talisman with my own hands, so I gave it to Master Lin as a token of my gratitude."

Lin Yi held the safety talisman he had given him, with an excited expression on his face, and treasured it carefully.

……

On the competition stage, Bai Muzhi felt a pain in his chest, gradually exhausted his strength, his forehead was dripping with sweat, his body was not as agile as it was at the beginning, and he could barely dodge the sword of the great monk.

With a "boom", it was the monk who chopped the ground with a knife.If this knife fell on a person, wouldn't it be split in two?

Everyone only felt that this and the unavoidable murderous intent were too heavy and vicious.

Bai Muzhi also knew that he couldn't procrastinate any longer, and his physical strength was about to be exhausted.

He held a long sword in his hand, and made a feint with a sword flower, and the opponent raised the knife to block it, and the next moment the sword's momentum changed suddenly, and it stabbed directly to the other side.

Who would have thought that the great monk was not afraid at all, and directly held the blade of the sword with the other hand, blood slid across the silver-glowing sword, he roared angrily, raised his leg and kicked Bai Muzhi in the chest.

In an instant, the blood from the wound stained the white clothes. Bai Muzhi let out a muffled snort, his eyes darkened in pain, and he took a few steps back uncontrollably and knelt down on one knee.

The great monk shook his hand, and then he was about to chop off his head with a single blow.

Everyone's face changed drastically, and they almost stopped breathing, "Leader, be careful!"

The next moment-

With a sound of "Dang", the edge of the blade was missed, and the powerful monk took two steps back, his jaw was numb from the shock.

When the thing fell to the ground with a "clang clang", everyone saw that it was a Buddhist bead.

"Amitabha."

With the sound of the Buddha's horn, everyone turned their eyes to the person standing at the door, with fluttering monk's robes and a smile on his face; there was a little red mole on his forehead, like a holy son.

With this iconic appearance, everyone almost blurted out, "It's Master Xuanqing!"

Amaro's eyes darkened, and he couldn't help but slightly straightened his body.

And Wuxin and Wuku had already run over the first time he appeared, they hadn't seen Xuanqing appear in the Wulin League, so they were already worried, and they didn't have the mood to care about these martial arts battles.Now that I saw him, I was relieved, and felt as if I had a backbone again.

Most of the Wulin people had only heard of Xuan Qing's name before, and had never met the real person. Only now that they saw him did they realize that the legendary Master Xuan Qing was too young and too handsome.

But just because he rescued Bai Muzhi and stunned the extremely powerful barbaric monk, it was enough to convince them.

Lin Yi who was following behind could only feel his blood surging and his heart beating with excitement.As expected of his idol, this is something he couldn't see or learn from books.

Jiang Qimo and Wuying were a little worried about whether his use of internal force again would affect his body, but this was obviously not the time to talk about it.

Xuan Qing, with a calm and compassionate expression: The protagonist always has to make an appearance at the end! [Akimbo...

And with this short time, the people from the lord's mansion rushed to help Bai Muzhi down.

Xuan Qing took a few steps forward, clasped his hands together, "President Bai, Xuan Qing is late."

Bai Muzhi was very grateful, and tried to smile and said, "Master came just in time."

Everyone was also looking at Xuan Qing, he was slender and weak, he looked a bit like the rumored class one, weak and sick; but the move just now didn't look like it could be done by a low martial artist.

Amaro's eldest disciple, seeing Master Xuanqing's red lips and white teeth, is really good-looking, and couldn't help but chuckle and said: "You are Xuanqing, what kind of monk do you want to become a monk when you grow up like this, I think it is more suitable to join them?"

His tone was teasing, and the direction of his finger was the Emei School.

A group of female disciples looked at each other when they heard the words, and the outspoken faces of the Wulin people changed drastically. They only felt that this was an insult to Master Xuanqing.

Xuanqing didn't think there was anything to be angry about, people made it clear that he was praised for his good looks, not to mention, he himself felt that the little red on the forehead really resembled the cinnabar on the forehead of Emei.

However, before he said anything, the monks on the side were already blushing with anger.

The temperature around Wuying's body dropped sharply, so cold that it could almost drop ice balls.He pinched his fingers and said coldly, "Master, I'll go meet him."

He didn't stop after he finished speaking, and went straight to the competition arena.

Xuan Qing secretly raised his eyebrows, and said indifferently on his face: "Amitabha, Wuying, click as far as you can."

Wuying nodded, but her dark eyes were cold.

On the other side, Amaro kept looking at Xuan Qing, seeing his disciple provoking him, he seemed neither angry nor angry, and even seemed worried about hurting him, so he couldn't help laughing, his deep voice was filled with laughter, "Ah Ji, don't hold back."

Only then did Xuan Qing set his sights on him, but he was still not angry, and just touched him lightly and left.