From The Untold Story to the Legend of Martial Arts

When this man arrived, Jiumozhi was slightly surprised.

He saw that the man was of great stature, and his entire body seemed to be made of steel bars, with astonishing strength hidden deep inside. Moreover, his movements were swift and agile, and his tiger eyes were gleaming with brilliance, which showed that he had profound internal skills. This move must have the power of overwhelming mountains and seas, and thunder. He thought to himself, "This Central Plains is indeed full of crouching tigers and hidden dragons. Who is this person, and why is he so amazing?"

Xuanci, Xuannan, Xuandu and others looked at each other and thought, "Once this person arrives, our temple will have nothing to worry about regardless of other things!" They all felt reassured.

The man strode into the hall. All the monks thought he was going to challenge Jiumozhi, and they held their heartbeats immediately. Thousands of eyes were fixed on him as if attracted by a magnet.

Unexpectedly, the visitor did not even glance at Jiumozhi, but walked to the front of Abbot Xuanci, clasped his fists and bowed, saying: "Xiao Feng greets Abbot Xuanci."

When everyone heard the name Xiao Feng, except for the monks of the Shaolin Temple who were of the Xuan generation, no one knew who he was. After all, Qiao Feng had changed back to his original surname, and they were all unaware of it.

Feng Yi knew who he was as soon as he heard his voice. As soon as Qiao Feng arrived, his wish to meet the Sweeping Monk was immediately dashed.

No matter how powerful Jiumozhi was, he could not beat Qiao Feng like he beat Xuanci and others. His wish to disband Shaolin Temple was bound to fail. He felt helpless and couldn't help feeling that man proposes, God disposes.

Xuan Ci smiled and nodded at Xiao Feng.

Xiao Feng clasped his fists towards Xuan Nan and the other monks and said, "Greetings, masters."

"Amitabha!"

All the Shaolin monks returned the greeting.

Xiao Feng turned his gaze, clasped his fists towards Feng Yi and said with a smile: "Brother Feng is still as elegant as ever, Xiao is very happy."

Feng Yi stood up, clasped his fists and returned the greeting, "Brother Xiao, why did it come to this?"

Xiao Feng smiled bitterly and said, "It's hard to explain. After I take care of it, you and I can have a drink and chat happily."

Feng Yi nodded slightly.

Abbot Xuanci introduced several foreign monks to Xiao Feng, explaining the identities of Shenshan, Shenyin, Guanxin, Daoqing, Juexian, Rongzhi, and Jiumozhi, and the names of the monks of the Xuan generation. Xuannan was injured, but was still supported by his disciples, and the two sides greeted each other according to etiquette.

Xuan Ci put his hands together and smiled at the monks, "This Mr. Xiao Feng is the former leader of the Beggars' Sect, Qiao Feng!"

When these words were spoken, all the lower-level monks in Shaolin Temple were shocked.

A Zi's big eyes were rolling around, looking back and forth. Her brother-in-law was here, but where was her sister A Zhu?

It was the first time for other monks to see this famous figure. They knew that he had caused a great disturbance in Shaolin Temple and escaped from the joint attack of the abbot, the head of the Dharma Hall, and the head of the Discipline Hall, but few knew how powerful his martial arts were.

Jiumozhi realized that the other party was the "Northern Qiao Feng" who was as famous as the "Southern Murong". He smiled and said, "So you are the Northern Qiao Feng who is feared by the world. This trip is really worthwhile!"

Xiao Feng's eyes flashed, as sharp as a blade, and immediately shot at Jiumozhi's face. He smiled and said, "I have heard of the name of the Great Wheel King, and I really want to meet you."

Jiumozhi said with a leisurely look, smiling: "Thank you for your attention, but today I want to see the Shaolin unique skills. Although you came in time, you are also a Shaolin disciple. But you killed Master Xuanku, who taught you, and your parents who raised you. Shenshan and other Buddhist monks also came to force Shaolin Temple to clean up its house. Haha, you are such a great talent, but you still stand up for them. Aren't you afraid that your reputation will drop to nothing?"

After hearing this, Xiao Feng raised his thick eyebrows, and Jiumozhi unconsciously felt a surge of energy throughout his body. He was a meticulous person, and before going to the Tianlong Temple in Dali, he thoroughly investigated the monks and lay masters of Dali State, and knew that he could win, so he resorted to cunning and robbery.

The same was true when I came to Shaolin Temple this time.

He was well aware of the martial arts proficiency of the Xuan generation monks and thought that no one could match them, which was why he wanted to challenge Shaolin alone.

Now that I see that Qiao Feng is definitely not a man who gets his reputation for nothing, I'll just choose Shaolin Temple first. It won't be too late to meet him again later.

So I said this deliberately so that he couldn't interfere.

If you interfere, there will be no way out.

It can also be said to be shameless!
After hearing this, Xiao Feng couldn't help but feel sad. Although he was not responsible for the death of his master and adoptive father and mother, the murderer was his biological father. He also admitted to Xuan Ci, Xuan Du and others that he was the one who did it, but they didn't believe him.

This was also the thing that made Xiao Feng feel most powerless. It could be said that this incident was unforgettable and he could not bear to look back on it.

However, he had been taught martial arts by Master Xuan Ku for ten years, and he had no way of taking revenge because he was killed by his father. How could he allow someone to expel him from Shaolin Temple?

Xiao Feng's heart was beating fast. Just as he was about to open his mouth, he heard a gentle voice saying, "Master, did you witness the murder of Master Xuanku and Grandpa Qiao?"

Jiumozhi and the others looked over and saw a woman in red, smiling sweetly and gently, walking into the hall leisurely.

Jiumozhi was immediately surprised, because the person who came was Azhu who had teased him in "Tingxiangshui Pavilion" and rescued Duan Yu.

His "Xiao Wuxiang Gong" also came from this, and he couldn't help but recall the past events in Mantuo Villa in Suzhou: On that day, Jiumozhi captured Duan Yu and came to Jiangnan. He wanted to spy on the Six Meridians Divine Sword of the Duan family of Dali, and wanted to use this excuse to spy on the martial arts secrets of Murong family in the "Huanshi Water Pavilion" in Chanhe Villa.

A'zhu and A'bi held a banquet in Jinseju, entertaining Jiumozhi, Duan Yu, Guo Yanzhi and Cui Baiquan. A'bi was playing the harp in the water pavilion, when suddenly the floor fell, causing Duan Yu and Zhu Bi to fall into a small boat hidden under the water pavilion.

The three of them rowed a boat to escape, but Jiumozhi could not catch up with them because he did not know how to row. In a rage, he forced the servants of the Murong family to lead him to Chanhe Manor, but even with the threat of their lives, none of the servants yielded. Later, he came up with a plan and went to Suzhou City to catch a constable, put a steel knife on his neck, and forced him to lead him to Chanhe Manor.

Later, he met Mrs. Wang who came to look for her daughter Wang Yuyan. He took her boat to Wang's house and stole the secret book of "Xiao Wuxiang Gong".

Although times have changed, Jiumozhi is still a respectable man after all. When he saw Ah Zhu, he was afraid that her would expose his ugly deeds. How could he not be shocked?

When Xiao Feng saw Ah Zhu coming in, he was about to speak, but unexpectedly, the purple-clothed woman beside Feng Yi suddenly ran up to Ah Zhu.

Seeing her swift movements, Xiao Feng was afraid that something bad might happen to Ah Zhu, but then he thought that since she had just sat next to Feng Yi, she should have no ill will towards him.

Ah Zi took Ah Zhu's hand and said with a giggle, "This sister is so pretty. I like you very much!"

Seeing Ah Zi's lively and innocent appearance, Ah Zhu smiled and said, "You are the one who is pretty. I like you even more."

Everyone saw that the two women, one in red and the other in purple, both had a pair of big, bright black eyes. Both had oval faces, one with a playful look, the other with a clever look.

The purple and red clothes of the two women complemented each other, and in this solemn and dignified Main Hall, the flowing light swayed, adding a touching charm. Feng Yi couldn't help but secretly praised them.

Old monks like Jiumozhi and Xuanci are old and have profound cultivation. When they look at the two women, it means that they are like red beauties with green hair and white bones and skulls.

As for the young monk with low cultivation level, he was busy chanting "Amitabha" and did not dare to look at him.

Ah Zi smiled and said, "Sister, is your name Ah Zhu?" Then she started to untie Ah Zhu's collar.

Even though Ah Zhu was always naughty and Ah Zi was a woman, they were still startled and asked in surprise, "What are you doing?"

Everyone was embarrassed. Even though they were all women, how could they undress someone else? If it weren't for Xiao Feng's amazing martial arts, he would have recognized at a glance that Ah Zi was indeed a girl. He would have used his signature move, the Dragon Subduing Palm, on her.

Ah Zi smiled and said, "Sister, I want to see if there is a red word on your shoulder."

Ah Zhu was surprised again, and this time she was even more surprised than when Ah Zi took off her clothes. She asked hurriedly, "How did you know?"

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone understood that what Ah Zi said was true.

Everyone looked puzzled and surprised. Xiao Feng also showed curiosity. Could it be that this woman could see through things?

Ah Zi clapped her hands and said, "Then it seems that you are really my sister." Then she touched her neck and took out a gold lock, saying, "Sister, do you have it?"

When Ah Zhu saw the locket, he stared at it intently and said in a trembling voice, "This, this, how come you have one too." As he spoke, he also took out a gold locket from his neck, which was exactly the same as Ah Zi's.

Ah Zi said, "My parents said that my locket has 'Lakeside bamboo, full of green, heralding peace and joy.' My sister's is 'Stars in the sky, shining brightly, forever shining, everlasting peace.'"

As he said this, he leaned forward to look at Ah Zhu's lock plate, and indeed, there were these twelve words on it.

Ah Zhu was also looking at Ah Zi's lock plate, and was very surprised. She asked, "What does this mean?"

Ah Zi smiled and said, "This pair of lockplates was given to mom by dad. Mom gave birth to my sister and me, and gave each of us one to wear around our necks. Mom's name is engraved on the lockplates. Her name is Ruan Xingzhu, your name is Ah Zhu, and mine is Ah Zi. The word Duan on our shoulders is dad's surname, so that he can recognize us one day."

Xiao Feng suddenly understood. Ah Zhu had said at Juxian Manor that her last name was Ruan, and Ah Zi had said her mother's name was Ruan Xingzhu. It seemed that this was almost correct.

Ah Zhu only knew from the people who adopted her that her mother's surname was Ruan. Now, when she saw the gold locket that was made of the same material and style as her own, and heard Ah Zi's explanation of the meaning of the locket, she believed it completely and said in a trembling voice, "Then... who is my father? Why did my mother and father... not want me anymore?"

Ah Zi pouted and said, "Daddy has many women, and mommy is not Daddy's matchmaker..."

Feng Yi coughed.

Ah Zi understood what Feng Yi meant, and knew that it was not right to make up stories about her parents in front of so many people, so she said, "Anyway, this is a long story. They didn't just send you away, they sent me away too. I was only able to meet them by chance."

Ah Zhu has no parents. When she heard those people talking about Qiao Feng's life story in the Xingzilin, she felt very sad because both of them were poor children who had never seen their biological parents.

Now that Xiao Feng's own father is still alive, she not only has her parents but also a younger sister. The feeling of loss and recovery, as well as anxiety about loss, makes her feel mixed emotions. Now that she knows that the two sisters were sent away together, not just herself, she inexplicably feels a little balanced in her heart.

If my parents had only sent me away and left my younger sister behind, it would still be unclear whether they would recognize her.

Xiao Feng guessed what Ah Zhu was thinking, and he loved her even more. He stepped forward and stroked Ah Zhu's beautiful black hair, sighing, "Ah Zhu, I'm so happy that you can find out your life story today and meet your sister!"

Ah Zhu smiled and said, "Brother, you are so kind. If it weren't for you, how would I know that I have a sister. But don't spoil me so much. I don't like you to treat me too well."

Ah Zi smiled and said, "Why? Brother-in-law treats you well, but you still don't want to?"

Ah Zhu laughed and said, "You don't know, if I become lawless, no one will care."

Ah Zi smiled and said, "Sister, you are also naughty. It seems that we are all like our mother."

The two sisters were both very clever and eccentric. They staged a recognition drama in the main hall, completely destroying the sad atmosphere that Jiumozhi had just created with great difficulty, which was to disband the Shaolin Temple.

Jiumozhi was very dissatisfied and snorted coldly.

He used his inner strength to launch an attack, and both women shut up at the same time.

Xiao Feng's eyes were full of brilliance as he said, "Azhu, Azi, you two go to Brother Feng's place while I finish this mundane matter."

Ah Zi laughed and said, "Yes, this monk is so arrogant. I heard from my eldest brother that my brother-in-law is a hero. You should beat up this monk to show off your power!"

Xiao Feng smiled. Ah Zhu had seen Jiumozhi's miraculous martial arts with her own eyes, and Jiumozhi was also on good terms with Master Murong Bo, so he was definitely not someone he could easily deal with. However, it was difficult to stop him, so he could only say, "Okay, but you have to be careful."

She and A Zi stepped aside and sat next to Feng Yi. The two sisters whispered to each other, but while A Zhu was talking, her eyes were on Xiao Feng, and she looked very worried.

Xiao Feng clasped his fists and said, "Master, good things come in abundance. Why don't you just leave now to avoid damaging the relationship?"

Jiumozhi smiled and said, "It seems that Master Xiao is determined to stand up for Shaolin. Are you going to make things difficult for me?" Xiao Feng said loudly, "The Ming Wang is the master of a country and is highly respected. Xiao Feng is a Khitan man who is not worth a sneer at. But I came from Shaolin and was cultivated by my master and Abbot Xuanci. I should remember my roots. The national master wants to destroy Shaolin. How can I, an incompetent man, sit back and do nothing? Please!"

Qiao Feng was once considered by Shaolin Temple to have killed his parents and mentor, and was considered to have no moral integrity. Most of the monks had scolded Qiao Feng, so some people privately speculated: "Qiao Feng remembers the previous grudge and will definitely seek revenge."

Unexpectedly, Qiao Feng is a man of great character. He repays evil with kindness and never forgets the great kindness of his master. How could such a person kill his parents and mentor?
The monks of the Xuan generation were surprised and puzzled. Why did Xiao Feng admit that he killed Xuan Ku and his parents?
Jiumozhi smiled and said, "It turns out that Shaolin Temple ultimately has to rely on a Khitan outsider to save it from destruction! How sad and lamentable!"

"Master, you are wrong." Xiao Feng shook his head: "The reason why Shaolin Temple has been able to lead the martial arts world for hundreds of years and has become a stronghold in the martial arts world is that it has experienced many disasters over the past few hundred years, but has never been in danger of being destroyed.

It's not that there have never been unfilial disciples in the temple, nor that no one has had bad intentions, but that the entire Shaolin Temple has been doing chivalrous work for hundreds of years, and the merits accumulated are as great as mountains and seas, so they will be rewarded.

Even if Xiao is not here today, there will be others to help Shaolin. The Imperial Master's desire to destroy Shaolin is sheer wishful thinking!"

After hearing this, everyone nodded.

Feng Yi has a deeper understanding of this.

No matter which world the Shaolin Temple appears in, its actions are criticized by many people, but in fact, most people consider the issue from the perspective of the protagonist, or even the character they like.

Little did they know that those people and those things were individual cases.

If we look at it from an outsider's perspective and only consider the general public and the population base, there are far more good people than bad people in other sects, and they do far more good things than bad things.

Therefore, although the sect encountered many disasters, there were always people who came to the rescue. Even after thousands of years, it still stood firm in modern times.

Take the time when Jiumozhi went up the mountain as an example. In the original plot, Xu Zhu came to the rescue, but this time Xu Zhu was powerless. However, the timing of Qiao Feng's appearance was also very different from the original plot. He came early.

Or even if there is no Qiao Feng, there is still the Sweeping Monk.

It is simply not true to say that the Sweeping Monk will not appear.

Because Jiumozhi didn't just want to use his martial arts to suppress Shaolin, he wanted to disband Shaolin and have all the monks in the temple find shelter elsewhere.

Could it be that the Sweeping Monk is willing to change to another temple to sweep the floors?

He believed that the old man wouldn't!

After all, this old man has been sweeping the floor in the Shaolin Temple's Sutra Library for more than 40 years. If he wanted to change jobs, he would have done it long ago!
Is there anyone in the world who can stop him?

Xiao Feng took over everything, but Jiumozhi frowned.

He wasn't just saying these words for fun.

But he knew very well that when masters fight, one will be restless and lose energy, so he brought up all kinds of shameful things that Xiao Feng had done, hoping to make him upset and irritated, so that he would easily win. However, Xiao Feng remained unmoved, which made him feel that he was unfathomable.

Feng Yi was also a little surprised, he felt that Xiao Feng's spirit and demeanor were very different from before, and his skills had obviously improved. What else could he say except that he was a genius?
Jiumozhi sighed and said, "It seems that the Shaolin Temple's Buddhist teachings are truly boundless. It is my great honor to be able to compete with Northern Qiao Feng!" As he said this, he put his hands together, his inner energy surged, and his monk robe fluttered.

Xiao Feng's face darkened, and he shouted, "That's presumptuous."

He took a big step forward and punched Jiumozhi directly in the chest.

"Arhat Fist!"

Everyone exclaimed in amazement. This punch was extremely crude, an entry-level Shaolin boxing that all the monks in the temple knew.

Xiao Feng thought that Master Xuan Ku died because of him, and considering that his mentor did not want the reputation of Shaolin to be damaged, he naturally used Shaolin Kung Fu.

But his punch was filled with deep internal strength, Jiumozhi suddenly felt that the punch was like collapsing rocks and raging waves. He wanted to test Xiao Feng's true strength, so he also punched out.

Both of them attacked as fast as lightning and with force like thunder, and when their fists touched, there was a slight "pop" sound, and both of them felt their whole bodies shake, and they separated as soon as they touched.

Xiao Feng thought to himself, "No wonder he caused such a commotion in Tianlong Temple, captured my brother, and forced Abbot Xuanci to risk his life! I have made great progress in my skills, but I still can't gain any advantage!"

Jiumozhi was also shocked: "I have heard of the name 'Northern Qiao Feng' for a long time, and I thought he was the same as Murong Fu, and some of the rumors were distorted. I didn't expect him to be so powerful."

Thinking of this, he suddenly shook his body and reached out to Xiao Feng's top of the head with one claw. This claw stretched straight from wrist to fingers, and the force was extremely fierce.

"Dragon Claw Hand!"

How could Xiao Feng not recognize the Dragon Claw Hand? Master Xuan Ku had taught him martial arts for many years, and the Dragon Claw Hand was also taught by Xuan Ku. He immediately used the Dragon Claw Hand and grabbed his wrist with his back arm. Not only was the angle tricky, but the force was also sharp. If he grabbed the vital point of the meridian, Jiumozhi would be doomed, not to mention hurting him.

Jiumozhi shouted, "Good!" He dodged sideways and slashed at the left side of Xiao Feng's neck. His palm was like a single sword, which was the "Burning Wood Sword Technique". His true strength was channeled into the edge of his palm. This was a real cut, and each cut was no less powerful than a steel sword.

This was the unique skill of Xiao Feng's master, Master Xuan Ku. After his passing, no one in the temple could master it.

After mastering this sword technique, one can chop a dry wood 9981 times quickly without the blade damaging the wood at all. The heat generated by the knife can ignite the wood and make a fire.

Seeing that the sword was swift and fierce, far beyond what his master could use, Xiao Feng felt a pain in his heart when he thought of his master. His left palm trembled as if it was there and not there. This was the "Demon Subduing Palm" taught to him by Xuan Ku himself.

This "Burning Wood Sword Technique" is a single-sword sword technique, which is completely different from Jiumozhi's "Flame Sword" palm power. It uses the palm as a sword, chopping and slashing fiercely, which is the style of Shaolin martial arts.

However, Xiao Feng's "Demon Subduing Palm" is also the highest skill that a Shaolin disciple can learn.

This is because in the Shaolin Temple, even the monks of the Xuan generation and the next generation of monks with higher martial arts skills mostly start with the entry-level Luohan Fist and stop at the Demon-Subduing Palm or the Prajna Palm.

But seeing Xiao Feng's flying spirit, appearing and disappearing, he brought the essence of the Demon Subduing Palm to the fullest, which amazed all the Shaolin monks.

However, they all understood that Xuan Ci had said before that Xiao Feng could not combine the gentle Demon Subduing Palm and the fierce Maha Finger into one, simply because what was involved was not just hardness and softness, but the difference between palm techniques and finger techniques.

Just like those masters who have reached the pinnacle of martial arts, some have unparalleled palm techniques, but their finger techniques are much inferior; some have powerful finger strength that is unstoppable, but the same may not be true for their palm techniques.

At this time, Xiao Feng's Demon Subduing Palm met Jiumozhi's Burning Wood Sword Technique, and neither of them had a chance of winning.

This is because Xiao Feng and Jiumozhi are truly evenly matched and good talents meeting each other.

Xiao Feng joined the Beggars' Sect at the age of sixteen and became a disciple of Wang Jiantong. He has been traveling around the world for more than ten years and has made countless contributions to the Beggars' Sect. He can be said to be a veteran.

Jiumozhi is a Nyingma follower. In order to end the sectarian disputes, he wiped out the Black Sect. In particular, he faced the six masters of the Duan family in the Tianlong Temple in Dali, captured Duan Yu, and escaped unscathed. This was due not only to his superb martial arts skills, but also to his rich combat experience.

He has encountered many wonderful things since he was young, which is why he has achieved what he has today, and Xiao Feng is no less successful.

Although Xiao Feng was gifted, he was originally cultivated by the Shaolin abbot Xuanci out of guilt. Later, he was appreciated by the Beggar Gang leader Wang Jiantong and accepted as his disciple.

A person who is cultivated with all his might by the abbot of the world's largest sect and the leader of the world's largest gang, and who is also willing to create all kinds of opportunities for him, if he says that he can't find some rare treasures to eat that can increase his strength, I'm afraid no one will believe it.

This "Northern Qiao Feng" who is so powerful at such a young age is definitely not someone who can claim all of his success simply by relying on his talent.

Jiumozhi, Xiao Feng and others also had their own miraculous experiences. If their miraculous experiences were to be described in words, they would definitely not be able to be summarized in just a few words.

Therefore, when it comes to martial arts, whether it is fate or combat experience, neither of them is inferior to the other!

Seeing that Xiao Feng's palm technique was exquisite and there was no chance for Jiumozhi to take advantage, he wanted to show off his skills, so he changed his martial arts again, and his left palm floated and slapped out gracefully.

"Prajna Palm!"

As soon as he made a move, the senior monks from Shaolin Temple called out his name.

Prajna Palm is one of the 72 unique Shaolin skills. If you practice it, there will be no end. The more you practice, the stronger your palm power will be, and the more pure your moves will be. It can be said that there is no end to learning, and the last palm will reach "emptiness to the end". Since the creation of this palm technique, only a handful of monks in Shaolin Temple have been able to master it.

The current abbot Xuan Ci also relied on Xiao Feng to realize his magical skills.

Xiao Feng raised both of his palms and there was a crackling sound. In an instant, he had neutralized more than 30 palm strikes from Jiumozhi and his strength overflowed.

All the monks felt the wind from the palms blowing on their faces like knives. With the strong wind blowing in all directions, the Shaolin Temple's lower-ranking monks gradually couldn't bear it anymore and they shrank back and stood against the wall.

The senior monks of the Xuan generation were not afraid of the palm wind attacks, but they also used their internal strength to resist.

Feng Yi frowned slightly: "Qiao Feng is really a genius!"

It turned out that after Ah Zhu was injured, Feng Yi passed the "Healing Chapter" of the Nine Yin Scriptures to Xiao Feng.

The Nine Yin Scriptures contains the most advanced martial arts realm in the world. The method of healing is extremely mysterious and involves the circulation of true qi.

Over the past year or so, Xiao Feng has realized the mystery behind it, and by applying what he has learned to other situations, his skills have improved greatly. Feng Yi saw this and expressed his deep emotion.

Ah Zhu was originally very worried about Qiao Feng. After hearing this, she hurriedly asked, "Brother Feng, can Brother Xiao win?"

Feng Yi kept silent. Xiao Feng and Jiumozhi were evenly matched in strength, and he didn't know who would win.

In an instant, Jiumozhi used more than 30 kinds of Shaolin magic skills, including various finger techniques, palm techniques, fist techniques and leg techniques, such as the "Prajna Palm", "Vajra Fist", "Great Wisdom Unfixed Finger", "Trouble-Removing Finger", "Nirvana Grab", "Indra Grab", and "Shadow-Following Kick", but they were all resolved one by one by Xiao Feng's Shaolin martial arts, which made everyone dazzled.

Xiao Feng couldn't help but feel surprised and thought: "Why is the martial arts of this Great Wheel King so complicated?"

Although he had known of Jiumozhi for a long time and learned from Duan Yu and Azhu that this man was very powerful, this was the first time he faced him. He did not expect that this man had such profound martial arts skills and knew so many unique skills. He could not help but feel curious.

If the Shaolin monks had not seen it with their own eyes, they would not have believed that these two people had such high martial arts skills.

You should know that each of the 72 Shaolin martial arts is extremely difficult and complex, and thirteen or fourteen of them are extremely difficult to practice. Even a person with extremely high talent may not be able to master one of them even if he practices hard for his entire life.

At this time, there were more than a thousand monks in the Shaolin Temple. Even if the seventy-two unique skills were combined, it would not be enough to count them all. However, Jiumozhi had already displayed thirty or forty of them.

All Xiao Feng had to deal with it were the "Arhat Fist", "Weituo Palm", "Dragon Claw Hand" and "Demon Subduing Palm".

The Shaolin monks thought to themselves that if they switched places with Xiao Feng, they would definitely not be able to withstand Jiumozhi's extremely fast and fierce attack with only these few skills.

Each of his palms contained the power to break tendons and bones and shatter the internal energy. If hit by just one, the person would die.

However, after fighting with Xiao Feng for hundreds of moves, Jiumozhi felt that he had run out of tricks for the first time in his life, because he claimed to be proficient in all 72 Shaolin martial arts, but in fact he only knew 30 or 40 of them. At first, out of face, he wanted to use Shaolin martial arts to overwhelm Xiao Feng, a Shaolin disciple, but now he had to change his mind.

Jiumozhi retreated about ten feet, put his palms together and said, "Northern Qiao Feng is indeed worthy of his reputation. I admire him. Look at his sword!" He spread his palms to the side, making a hissing sound.

Seeing him retreat, Xiao Feng did not chase him. Unexpectedly, as soon as he finished speaking, two gusts of hot wind came towards him, extremely sharp, and he was immediately startled.

Ah Zhu suddenly realized and shouted: "Brother, be careful, this is a flaming sword!" (End of this chapter)