Although the Boy's Kung Fu has always been ranked last among the four masterpieces of Shaolin, it is still a first-class martial arts, and it is not comparable to those mixed second- and third-rate martial arts in the world. In addition, Shanzai has worked hard for decades, and now he has made all his strength. Situ Ya's light skills are unparalleled in the world, but when it comes to internal strength cultivation, he naturally cannot be compared with the thirty-six-house chassis of Shaolin. He knew that if he was strong and competitive to take it, he would definitely be shattered by the opponent's palm power and die on the spot. He raised his strengths and avoided his weaknesses, and his arms were shaking up to the sky, but at the bottom of his sleeves, two thin filaments that were difficult to distinguish with the naked eye were shot out. When he was incompatible, Shanzai's arms were tightly wrapped around him, which led to his palm power involuntarily and slapped towards the sky.

In an instant, I heard the sound of the wind on the ground, and the dust around me was blown away by the power of the penis. Situ Ya was just right, and pulled the windmill upside down, and turned half a circle over Shanzai's head and walked over Shanzai's head. With the help of the rotating centrifugal force, he took advantage of the momentum to kick Shanzai's vest "Zhiyang". Shanzai's arms were controlled and he could not resist in a hurry, so he had to be lucky and ate his leg. The boy's body protection power was far less hard than the bronze statue and golden bell cover, but Situ Ya's kicking this leg was still as good as the momentum.

If the iron stone had not been collected quickly, even the leg bones would have been broken. Seeing the opportunity, he immediately changed his moves without any effort. His hands were intertwined, and his palm threads were rolled and wrapped around them. He actually tied Monk Shanzai's two arms tightly. The remaining silk threads were wrapped around the enemy's neck and pulled them back hard. The sky silk mixed with black gold could not be cut off from the sharp sword. Monk Shanzai felt a pain in his neck, and he had already been strangled to death. As long as Situ Ya continued to pull it hard, Monk Shanzai's head would have been cut off by him.

In terms of real skills, the Boy's Red Ridge is definitely not comparable to Situ Yako. However, although Shanzai was guarding the thirty-six rooms of Shaolin Temple, he had never taken a step to Shaoshishan since he was a child. Even though he had a deep skill, he had never experienced such a life-and-death battle. Therefore, when he was facing the enemy, he felt that he was inexperienced. He was just a little careless and could not be kept at all. Monk Shanzai's eyes were wide open, his feet were steadily steadily, and he was as stable as a rock. With a deep voice, his skills, which had no more to improve, were pushed up one level higher!

In an instant, the dazzling golden light shone through his body, illuminating the dark canyon as bright as daytime. The monk Shanzai in the golden light was so powerful that he was really like a heavenly being born in the world and a Arhat descended to earth. Situ Ya's face changed color in horror, but he felt that the old monk's majestic true energy rushed towards him like a mountain torrent, and his momentum was beyond measure. Even though the golden silkworm black silk was tough enough, he still couldn't stand it. In the screams, the golden silkworm black silk was loosened, and Situ Ya was thrown out by the golden light energy, and rushed to the hard cliff like a cannonball. Even if he had peerless light skills, he couldn't even use it. When the lightning was shining, the "Fei Tian" felt a chill in his heart and he secretly shouted: "My life... is over?"

Yang Zhao carried his hands on his back, and seemed careless, but in fact he closely monitored the battle situation on the field at any time. The martial arts practiced by monk Huaikong and Sima Huangnong both practiced similar skills, and they both adopted steady tactics, so the battle situation was stalemate, and it was difficult to decide the winner in a moment or three moments. However, Situ Ya and Shanzai had twists and turns. In the blink of an eye, the victory and defeat had reversed twice, and the change was so fast that it made people.

He was dazzled by it. Although Situ Ya possessed peerless light skills and had many strange tricks against the enemy in the face of the battle, unfortunately, his internal cultivation was still insufficient. Under the shock of Monk Shanzai's extremely powerful boy skills, he had no room for resistance. Not only did the good situation take a sharp turn, but he was also thrown to the cliff. Looking at his appearance, it seemed that his limbs and meridians were also invaded by Monk Shanzai's true energy, so he could not use his light skills to escape.

Yang Zhao let out a sigh of relief. His body suddenly moved, "Thunder God's rapid lightning" arrived first, and instantly moved to the cliff. He raised his hand to "release the strength of the Arhat", held Situ Ya's back, lifted the weight and transformed into the boy's true energy that invaded his body, and then gently put down the "Flying Sky". Situ Ya looked ashamed and whispered: "Your Highness, my subordinates are incompetent."

"There is only a shorter ruler, but an inch is only a strength, there is no need to worry about it." Yang Zhao patted Situ Ya's shoulder and raised his head and said loudly: "The great monk's skills are not bad. Are you practicing the boy skills? However, as far as I know, the boy skills created by the ancestor Bodhidharma are only childlike innocence, white clouds, meteors, bright moon, and red sun. The great monk's cultivation seems to have broken through the Red Sun Sword, and the hundred-foot pole is one level. It is indeed amazing. What is this name?"

"I dare not be praised by the prince." Shanzai's body was full of golden light, and his Dharma was solemn. Heshi said: "Although Master Body's Body's Body's Body's Body's Body's Body's Body's Body's Body's Body's Body's Body's Body's Golden Body, if people were trembling, they only knew how to stick to the rules and did not dare to cross the line, it was too pedantic. So I devoted myself to studying for thirteen years and created a set of methods of Yuehong Riju based on Boy's Boy's Boy'."

"So that's it. In this way, the great monk is not a person who doesn't know how to adapt." Yang Zhao nodded and said in a deep voice: "It is easy to get a thousand troops, but it is hard to find a general. For your ability, I will give you a chance. As long as you are willing to abandon the darkness and turn to the light and change it to me to do things, and you will not blame me for destroying your golden body and taking your life."

Shanzai smiled bitterly and said, "Thank you for your appreciation. It's a pity that Duke Yue has had great kindness to me. In this life, my life can only be sold to Duke Yue. Your Highness, if you know the whereabouts of King Wei, you can kill me first."

Although the voice of Monk Shanzai was still calm, his tone was firm and there was no room for a turn. Yang Zhao snorted coldly, "I am obsessed with it and self-destruction. It's sad, lamentable, ridiculous." When the words came to the ground, the golden light of the Eight Trigrams of the Book of Changes suddenly emerged, lingering around his body and squirmed constantly. His aura was imposing, especially like the top of Mount Tai. In an instant, Monk Shanzai felt his hair standing up all over his body, his heartbeat, and a little cold sweat the size of a soybean seeped out from his forehead. Although the height of the two was only similar, in his eyes, every time the King of Henan took one more step forward, his body became taller, and he seemed smaller accordingly. He gasped and knew that his aura had been taken by the King of Henan. He immediately put his palms together and said, "Good, good, I'm a lesson in the King of Henan."

As soon as the words fell, a golden light was as fast as lightning, and rushed across the sky. Monk Shanzai pointed and stabbed, taking the initiative to attack. In an instant, thousands of sharp arrows aimed at the vital points of the little prince's body and shot in succession, and the arrows were also powerful enough to penetrate the stone through the gold. This is the secret skill of the "Zen Room" of the thirty-six rooms of Shaolin Temple. Its power is the crown of all kinds of fingering techniques in Shaolin. It has four styles of "arrow, whip, gun, and thunder". It is extremely profound and difficult to practice. With the cultivation of the boy's golden body, the lethality must not be ignored. Yang Zhao sighed regretfully, with Xunfengyou in the left hand, Duize vortex with his right palm, and the two Bagua Zhangs rotated intertwined, forming a defense net as solid as a golden soup and there is no gap to take advantage of. The "Zen arrow" was completely dissolved invisible. The little prince shouted: "Within three moves, you will break your golden body. The first move!" Turning the palm into a defense, and slapping out Qiantian.

The palm wind and body, Monk Shanzai's face changed slightly, and his fingers merged and strengthened his strength to resist. Only a muffled sound of "pop~" was heard. Monk Shanzai stumbled back with pain, and the bright golden light of the boy's golden body dimmed a little, but it was still maintained and did not dissipate and break. The regret in the little prince's eyes flashed and was replaced by the murderous aura of the cold. He shouted sternly: "The second move." His right hand turned into a palm into a fist and clenched the five fingers, and burst out ruthless thunder. The fist seemed slow but it was really fast. Monk Shanzai had not yet recovered his energy, and his internal strength should have been unable to be urged, but in a moment he gritted his teeth, and the light of the boy's golden body suddenly became strong, and he sighed: "Good, Prince, please be careful." The left gun and right whip, his fingers were at the same speed, and the punch was as fast as thunder.

The fists and fingers intersect, and three violent and powerful forces intersected head-on. The "Zen gun" was sharp and sharp, the "Zen whip" was both rigid and soft, and the two styles of diamonds and one finger were exquisitely changed, each with unique power. But the little prince didn't care about it, and in short, the holding power was strong. When the lightning was lightning, the deafening blast sound exploded, and the index finger of the monk Shanzai's hands was blown off by the chain of blasting force of ruthless thunder. He cried out in pain and staggered backwards. He kept moving away and stumbled backwards. He kept rubbing his body and chasing forward, and never allowed Monk Shanzai to have any room for breath. His fists rose and fell one after another, aiming at Shanzai like a storm.

The vital force of his body was slammed and fiercely. Such a heavy move was impossible to bear even if there was an indestructible golden body. The "bang~" burst sound, the golden light of monk Shanzai's body collapsed, and the boy's golden body was completely broken. It was three moves before he passed, and the golden body was broken! The monk Huaikong, who was fighting hard with Sima Huangfen and fisted in a hard way, glanced at Shanzai's miserable defeat in a squinting manner. He immediately roared suddenly, and the bronze statue's power was fully exploded, shaking Sima Huangfen, turning around and pounced on Yang Zhao, roaring: "King of Henan, I will give my junior brother the order!" The bronze fist was smashed like a cannonball, and his life's cultivation had been focused on this move, without any reservation.

Yang Zhao blasted the boy's golden body with the "serial ruthless thunder", and suddenly was stunned and felt something was vaguely wrong. However, before he could figure it out, Monk Huaikong had already rushed over. This full-strength attack that had spent decades of pure cultivation and put life and death outside the limit would not allow anyone to be careless? In the blink of an eye, Yang Zhao came to his senses amid the exclamation of Sima Huangfeng and Situ Ya's "Prince Beware", and the ferocious and mighty Vajra shape suddenly appeared through his body. He quickly turned half of his body and shot out the "Vajra Removal of Skin".
Chapter completed!