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Qin Moyu stood on the stage of the martial arts conference. At this time, everyone's eyes were also focused on him, but before Qin Moyu could speak, a sudden shout rang out.

Immediately, a figure flew into the air and landed on the stage.

Seeing this person at his age forty, he dressed as a monk, but he was not a mainstream Zen monk in the Central Plains, but a Tantric monk in the Western Regions.

"Mr. Murong..."

After landing on the stage, Jiumozhi looked at the heroes of Ru today, and was very satisfied, but when he turned around, his attitude was polite, and said, "Can you wait for a while? I came from Tubo and were all from Buddhists, so I want to have a chance to discuss with all the monks in Shaolin Temple!"

"It really happened! The young master was wrong!" Seeing that Jiumozhi appeared, Fengboye below spoke.

"Abbot Xuanci, what do you mean?" Qin Moyu did not answer Jiumozhi's words, but turned his head and looked at Xuanci.

After all, Jiumozhi came for Shaolin Temple.

"Amitabha, national master, today is my Central Plains Martial Arts Conference. It is not about being competitive. If the national master has advice, what should I do after the conference ends?" Abbot Xuanci pondered for a moment and turned around and replied.

Abbot Xuanci knew that he was very confident in his courage to openly challenge Shaolin Temple at this martial arts conference!

In this public place, if Shaolin Temple is defeated, it will be embarrassing. So, even if you want to do something, you will wait until you find someone to be alone, right?

As for Shaolin’s victory? Shaolin Temple has been famous for hundreds of years. It will not make its name even louder if it defeats a monk who has emerged from somewhere!

Abbot Xuanci naturally didn't want to accept this battle.

"I am proficient in the 72 unique skills of Shaolin! Today, I want to compete with all the Shaolin monks. I can also see if the 72 unique skills of Shaolin Temple are famous all over the world, but is it authentic?"

Listening to Abbot Xuanci's words, he was already aiming for the purpose of becoming famous in public. Jiumozhi naturally refused and immediately threw out the title of seventy-two unique skills.

As soon as this statement came out, there was an uproar at the hero conference. The monk actually said that he was wearing the 72 Shaolin skills? Is it true or false?

The heroes were in an uproar, and the monks in Shaolin Temple naturally looked at each other even more!

When it comes to this, no matter how cowardly Shaolin is, he will be embarrassed!

Immediately, the first seat of the DAMO Academy jumped out and said, "I am not talented, but I have also studied the flower fingers for many years. I am willing to ask for advice!"

Seeing that Shaolin Temple had taken the call, Jiumozhi raised his hand and a dead leaf fell between his fingers, smiling as if the Buddha was smiling with a flower.

At the same time, Shaolin monks also fought with their fingers of picking flowers.

In front of the heroes in the world, the Shaolin monk fought with Jiumozhi, so the ending was naturally unnecessary, but he was defeated in a moment.

Immediately afterwards, the head of the Arhat Hall also jumped up and took action with the Prajna Palm.

Jiumozhi won the battle, his morale was like a rainbow, and he also fought back with his Prajna palm, completely suppressing the masters of Shaolin Temple with all his force.

In the end, Abbot Xuanci personally came to the scene and used his cassock to conquer the demons against the enemy, but he was still no match for Jiumozhi and was knocked to the ground.

Become famous in one battle!

He defeated the entire Shaolin Temple with his own strength. Jiumozhi's battle can indeed be said to be a success in one battle!

Such strength has caused even more uproar among the heroes in the world.

Seeing that Shaolin was humiliated and followed Master Xuanku to practice martial arts at a young age, Qiao Feng was still thinking about kindness, and when he moved his body, he was about to go up.

"Brother Qiao, although this martial arts conference was convened by the Beggars' Sect, it was my intention. Let me deal with it!" Qin Moyu said, pressing Qiao Feng's shoulder.

He glanced at Qin Moyu and Qiao Feng nodded.

"National Master, your move is a bit heavy, right?" Qin Moyu said to Jiumozhi after coming to the stage.

"Hmph, Murong Fu, what qualifications do you have to come up? You are just a defeated general under my monk!" Just as he was overthrowing the entire Shaolin Temple and was full of complacent intentions, when Qin Moyu walked onto the stage, Jiumozhi said without hesitation.

I immediately looked around everyone present and said, "The so-called Bei Qiaofeng, Nan Murong, and Nan Murong are just defeated players under my monk. Where is Qiao Feng? If you have the courage, come up and decide the outcome with me!"

It's not enough. Simply provoking Shaolin Temple is not Jiumozhi's pursuit. He defeated Bei Qiaofeng and Nan Murong in one fell swoop, and he was truly famous all over the world!

"I just kept my hand when I think about the friendship between the national master and my father, but I never thought that the national master was even more arrogant. Today, I will be polite!" Qin Moyu said.

"Oh? Do you actually know the friendship between me and Mr. Murong Bo? Well, today I will consider your martial arts for me again!"

Although he felt that Murong Fu was stubborn, it was beneficial to him to defeat Murong Fu again in front of the heroes in the world. Therefore, Jiumozhi nodded and said.

"Young Master, this..." Seeing that the Baodi in the audience was different and Fengbo was evil, Murong Fu was about to fight with Jiu Mozhi again, his face looked anxious and nervous.

The young master was not the opponent of this monk before, they knew that it was true.

However, Abbot Xuanci and Qiao Feng were not too worried. They were still very confident in Qin Moyu's martial arts.

"Have you taken action? Mr. Murong should be able to defeat Jiumozhi? After all, he can suppress Qiao Feng in the Xingzi Forest. The combat power value of Nan Murong on the forum is far underestimated!" The reincarnationist Nanji Lie looked forward to it as Qin Moyu was about to take action.

"In the forum, Murong Fu's military value was determined to be around 300 points, while Jiumozhi was around 350. It is logical that Murong Fu is not Jiumozhi's opponent! But Nan Ji Lie said that Murong Fu can suppress Qiao Feng? Take this opportunity to see how high his military power is!"

Compared with Nanjilie, the other reincarnations around him were half-believing and half-doubting about Qin Moyu's strength.

"Fu'er is very good at convening a martial arts conference and calling on all heroes in the world to deal with Xixia and start a war, so that he can have the opportunity to restore the country. However, what is his martial arts cultivation now? If he cannot defeat Jiumozhi, his prestige will inevitably be damaged!" The martial arts conference was held by Murong Fu, and Murong Bo naturally paid attention to it secretly, and even checked the causes and consequences clearly.

Not to mention the people around you, what kind of thoughts do you think about this battle!

Under the gaze of everyone, Qin Moyu was not polite to see that Jiumozhi had no intention of taking the initiative. He raised his hand and the long sword in Baodi's hand was automatically unsheathed and landed in Qin Moyu's palm.

Capture the dragon and control the crane!?

Qin Moyu's move moved countless masters.

At the same time, Qin Moyu moved his body and rushed directly towards Jiumozhi.

Jiumozhi raised his hand, and a hot knife force appeared at the edge of his palm, and he cut directly towards Qin Moyu!

The momentum of destruction gives people an unparalleled feeling.

After scanning the electronic eye, he turned around and avoided the attack, and Qin Moyu rushed directly to Jiumozhi!

Spiritual whip!

Just when Jiumozhi raised his hand, he seized the opportunity. Qin Moyu's mind power turned into a long whip and slapped Jiumozhi's head fiercely!

Although whipping with his current spirit is not enough to make people feel unconscious.

However, under the attack of spiritual whip, Jiumozhi can still do it in an instant.

Sure enough, Jiumozhi was stunned by the attack by the spirit.

Although it is only a moment, just this moment is enough.

When Jiumozhi came to his senses, a cold throat broke out, and Qin Moyu's long sword in his hand pressed against his throat...
Chapter completed!