Ling Muzi nodded and said, "This can be found, but it's best to call your friend to witness it."

Liu Shoucai rolled his eyes around and smiled, "You said that bald donkey who quit sex?"

“That’s right.”

"Okay!" Liu Shoucai answered neatly.

"I think Jiukong's starting move is very strange." Ling Muzi whispered to himself, but also said it to Liu Shoucai at the same time.

Liu Shoucai was stunned and smiled and said, "It's a bit strange. He grabbed his hands with his hands and bent over like a tiger. Isn't it not one of the three legendary Buddhist kung fu? "

The so-called Qimen Kung Fu is available in Taoist sects and Buddhism sects. It is mainly a martial art that is specifically used for attacks. It has limited practice, but it is a bit strange. The reason why it is called Qimen is that this limited practice is concentrated in a certain position, such as fingers, feet, head, etc. When the practice is successful, it is enough to rely on these places to resist or simply defeat high-level guys.

For example, an ordinary person who only practices martial arts and is more proficient in a magical skill. The result is that the challenge is like eating and drinking water. Of course, it cannot be too much. Generally, this situation only happens from the level of a small monster to a small monster. When it reaches the level of an old monster, the effect of the magical skill will be greatly reduced, or even in vain.

"My junior brother saw the experience of the broad and broad experience, and he actually saw the way of Jiukong."

"Uh, ah?" Liu Shoucai just showed off his martial arts skills. He didn't learn much. If he didn't want to be compared by Xiaobai and Badou, he wouldn't bother to learn that useless thing. Even the old guy said that he was not a material for martial arts.

Of course, theoretically, the combat power produced by Liu Shoucai's cooperation and merit power is very strong, and his martial arts level is just careless.

"There are three kinds of magical skills in Buddhism, focusing on fists and feet, among which the dragon claw hand is the first, and the second is the second, the soul-scattering legs are the most vicious and the least circulated. The three kinds of magical skills are fierce and domineering, and are the first-class hard skills. It is said that masters who practice this magical skills can practice the attack power of their hands to the deepest level, which is terrifying.

Junior brother, you see Jiukong holding his hands like dragon claws, bowing and stepping like a tiger's waist. This starting hand should undoubtedly be the dragon claw hand."

Liu Shoucai curled his lips and said, "No matter what, I have to ask clearly when Jiukong comes back. How can I let demons learn the martial arts of my human race? Even Xiaobai, didn't he learn it after making a bloody oath in his heart?"

"That's right." Ling Muzi nodded and said nothing.

At this time, the opponent had already shouted loudly and began to attack.

First of all, it was just a test. It seemed that the old monster opposite had also been mingled among the crowd, with his body's moves opening and closing, and he felt like he was rushing in front of the formation.

"Yes, it's very rare to be able to use ordinary people's martial arts skills to such a level." Ling Muzi nodded and praised when he saw this scene.

Liu Shoucai looked at him disdainfully and saw that Jiukong was just resisting from the left and right, and did not make a counterattack.

"You and I are both masters of the Spirit Clan. Why are you protecting a waste human? This fellow Taoist, according to your ability, can join us! How about it? How about we stop?" The attacker was still thinking about digging Liu Shoucai and the others' corners, and actually said this during the fight.

Jiukong shook his head and said, "No interest."

"Jiukong is going to fight back!" Ling Muzi's eyes lit up and he suddenly said.

...

Sure enough, after Ling Muzi finished speaking, Jiukong shouted in a low voice and said, "It's so noisy, shut up your mouth!"

Immediately afterwards, Liu Shoucai saw that Jiukong was walking strangely, and he actually approached the guy in an instant, and one of his hands held up from his arms.

The opponent didn't even have a chance to react, and only felt a "gaba" sound coming from under his ears.

I wanted to talk again, but I found that my mouth couldn't close.

It was not over yet. Jiukong coiled his other hand around the opponent's arm. He heard several crisp sounds in succession, and one of the opponent's arms completely changed shape.

The opponent was very immense, and he made a nasal sound in his anger, buzzing.

There was an extra wood-carved knife on the other intact arm, and it seemed that it was the product of the Fire-Breaking Tree.

"Be careful!" Liu Shoucai stood up and called, and one of the five guys watching the show on his opponent was excitedly shouting: "Fuck him to death!"

Jiukong snorted angrily, waved his shoulders, swept his arms left and right, and grabbed the other's wrist with his left hand. Liu Shoucai only saw Jiukong exerting force, and his opponent's wrist was pinched flat.

At the same time, the man in the suit shouted: "Okay, admit defeat!"

But just a second before the man in the suit screamed, Jiukong's right hand had already grabbed the opponent's throat. In the surprised, incredible, fearful eyes, he crushed its throat. His hands were really like dragon claws, piercing the armor, skin, and blood, and directly grasping the guy's neck bone.

At the moment when the word "lost" fell, Jiukong had already tore off his opponent's neck, leaving only a layer of flesh behind his neck connected together.

Plop ~

The opponent fell to the ground, blood pouring, slowly spreading along the flat ground.

"Sorry, you said it's too late." Jiukong shook his hand and shook off the blood stuck to his palm.

The man in the suit was full of anger and shouted in a low voice: "You did it on purpose!"

"I didn't, I just didn't hold it in, I'm used to killing it." Jiukong shrugged his shoulders, with an innocent expression on his face.

Liu Shoucai whispered to Ling Muzi: "Where do I want to see this guy now?"

Ling Muzi glanced at Liu Shoucai and replied: "It was learned from you."

"Impossible! How could I be so shameless?" Liu Shoucai immediately turned his back.

...

Jiukong's ears moved, and he resisted the idea of ​​turning back and cursing, because he also knew that such expressions and language were indeed learned from Liu Shoucai, anthropology.

In order to alleviate this embarrassment, Jiukong said to the man in the suit: "You said I did it on purpose? I don't think they can do it. They are not my opponent. Otherwise, we will gesture. If the master fights, the opponent will die if it is too weak."

The man in the suit said angrily: "You are quibbling! OK, since you want to die, I will fulfill your wish."

"Sir, why do you need to do it? Let me do it!"

Someone jumped out, no, to be precise, it was not a human, but a monster.

He is the strongest of the four triangular eyes, with a height of more than 2.5 meters, and is absolutely strong.

Jiukong looked up at it and asked, "Are you amazing?"

The strong man said, "I have a big fist and I have the strength to hit you. It should be no problem to kill you."

"Oh, then come on." Jiukong began to act cute and acted innocently.

Liu Shoucai patted his forehead. He must have learned this expression from him, but Jiukong didn't know Badou. This is a copy of Badou.

The man in the suit said, "Kill it, don't show mercy."

Ling Muzi also said from the side: "Jiukong, don't kill too much."

You have to listen to this inversely. Those who have experienced the demonic heart will naturally have to be tempered in blood and fire. To put it bluntly, this sentence is used to stimulate the other party.

Jiukong nodded to show that he understood.

The strong man raised his fist, laughed, and then threw his fist at Jiukong.

Jiukong didn't know what the other party was and what the body was, but after the change, he still had such a large body shape, and most of the prototype was more burly, and he would suffer more than strength.

Relying on his agility, he avoided this attack.

The strong man saw that the attack was ineffective, so he swept his arms across, relying on his arms long enough, and swept towards Jiukong, and even the sound of breaking through the air came out, a huh-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-

Jiukong bowed his head again to avoid it.

The strong man was also agile. While sweeping his arm, he kicked Jiukong's lower body. His foot was big enough, the size of a washbasin.

"Look at you not dead!" The strong man looked at his opponent's penis and immediately shouted excitedly.

"Idiot!" Jiukong said two words, and then he suddenly moved away, and his whole body seemed to be arching, stretching his arms forward.

When the strong man raised his feet, his hands were already grasping the strong man's calf.

Only the scattered "crunch" sound was heard, and then the strong man had already been caught by Jiukong in his calf.
Chapter completed!