The Emperor Comes to the Heavens

Chapter 74

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Miejue Shitai interrupted Zhou Zhiruo's words, looked up slightly, although her face was ugly, but she didn't ask Qingxuan for it, and the Yitian sword was taken away, she can only blame her for being inferior.

"The master of Qingxuan's miraculous skills are world-class, Miejue is convinced."

After finishing speaking, Juejue wiped off the blood on the corner of his mouth, and with Zhou Zhiruo's support, he returned to the Emei faction camp.

For a moment, the entire training ground was eerily quiet, and needles could be heard falling.

It is true that the young people on the martial arts training stage are too strong and unfathomable, giving people the feeling that they are unrivaled.

You must know that Miejue Shitai is a top expert, with the Yitian sword in his hand, he has earned a great reputation in the world, but such a master can't do five moves in his hands.

Originally, some sect disciples who were eager to try had all their self-confidence collapsed.

As the host of the Shaolin sect, seeing that no one dared to go on stage, the atmosphere was awkward for a while. Master Kong Zhi clasped his hands together and proclaimed the Buddha's name.

"Amitabha."

The Buddha's name fell, and three eminent monks from the Discipline Hall, Arhat Hall, and Bodhidharma Academy stepped forward.

The eminent monk Yuanjie of the Discipline Hall stepped onto the martial arts platform with steady steps, saluted slightly, and said, "Benefactor Qingxuan, please enlighten me."

Standing with hands behind his back, Qingxuan looked at Kongzhi, smiled calmly, and said, "It's not that I underestimate Shaolin, but if we continue to compete like this, it will inevitably delay everyone's time, please invite the three eminent monks to come together."

As soon as the words fell, the more than two hundred masters of the rivers and lakes present looked at each other, and they all sighed in their hearts.

This son, what a big tone.

Although they thought so, they had some expectations in their hearts. The three Shaolin monks were all high-ranking monks with high martial arts skills. How would the latter respond.

Kong Zhi heard the words, but he was not angry, looked at the monk beside him, and said: "Since the benefactor of Qingxuan has said so, Yuanwu, Yuanjue, you should go up together."

"Yes."

In response, Yuan Wu and Yuan Jue looked at each other, and they stepped onto the martial arts platform together. With the strength of the latter, even if the three of them attack together, they still have no idea.

The precepts are dignified and the first is Yuanjie, the arhat is the dignified and the first is Yuanwu, and the Bodhidharma is Yuanjue. These three are the leading masters in Shaolin Yuanzi generation.

The three of them had powerful auras, and like Cheng Kun, they all practiced Shaolin Jiuyang Kung Fu, and also practiced Shaolin 72 unique skills, both internally and externally, and each of them was a top master.

"Benefactor Qingxuan, offended."

After all, the three eminent monks poured out their strong internal energy, and each used Shaolin's unique skills to attack Qingxuan.

Yuanjie of Discipline Hall is proficient in grappling techniques, Nianhua grappling hand, dragon claw grappling hand, twelve dragon grappling hands, any warrior who fights close to him, once he is caught, it will be extremely difficult to escape.

Luohantang Yuanwu is proficient in inner strength and mental method and Arhat formation method, and at the same time is proficient in palm method, vajra indestructible physical body protection and nine suns.

Bodhidharma Yuanjue is proficient in fingering, and he has practiced Shaolin's first finger "One-Finger Zen" to a thorough understanding. Once he taps the Zhongqiao acupoint, the meridians will not flow smoothly. If he is not careful, it is normal to shatter the heart.

Each of the three top masters is not weaker than Miejue Shitai.

For anyone present, being besieged by these three eminent monks would definitely be a defeat, but Qingxuan's expression remained the same, and his eyes were calm.

The three top masters, the Shaolin background is indeed profound, but the top is the top after all, the gap with the master is hard to compare.

Qingxuan's hand was as fast as lightning, the index finger and middle finger were wrapped in aura, felt the strength from the right finger, and cleverly sandwiched it in the middle.

Yuanjue's face changed suddenly, and with the crisp sound of 'click', his index finger was bent at [-] degrees, ten fingers connected to his heart, and a mournful howling sound came out of his mouth instantly.

"Oh!"

I saw Qingxuan's left hand turning into a palm, splitting the empty palm and shooting out.

In an instant, Yuanjue felt as if his abdomen had been pierced through, he groaned and vomited blood, and his body was thrown out of the martial arts platform like a kite with a broken string.

At the same time, his right leg was raised high, and he swept backwards, kicking Yuan Wu's head accurately. With the sound of metal clashing, Yuan Wu followed closely behind, vomiting blood and flying out backwards.

Feeling the strong wind coming from his neck, Qingxuan squinted his eyes, grasped Yuanjie's wrist, and folded it violently. With the sound of a click, spiritual energy gathered in the palm of his hand, and the empty splitting palm hit his chest in an instant.

"Oh!"

In the blink of an eye, Yuan Jie didn't even make a scream before being blown away and smashed hard outside the martial arts platform, his body twitched a few times before fainting.

As the breeze blew, Qingxuan still stood on the spot, with snow-white sleeves fluttering, forming a stark contrast with the three eminent monks outside the martial arts platform.

Around the martial arts platform, first-class masters from various sects swallowed their saliva secretly, all of them were shocked by his strength.

Qingxuan defeated the three great monks of Shaolin in just a split second, and the whole process was done smoothly and smoothly, showing a chic posture, every move and style was full of artistic conception, and their understanding of martial arts was beyond their comprehension.

There is nothing better than this in martial arts.

What amazed them the most was that from the beginning to the end, Qingxuan easily defeated the three top players without leaving the center position.

Moreover, they could all see that Qingxuan had shown mercy, and his control over power had reached a terrifying level, otherwise the three eminent monks might have turned into three corpses long ago.

Glancing at the three eminent monks, Miejue Shitai sighed. Although she was defeated, it was not so embarrassing.

Yuanjue clutched his index finger, Yuanwu's brain was buzzing, he got up from the ground in embarrassment, gritted his teeth, and said, "Qingxuan benefactor's martial arts are world-class, and the three poor monks are convinced!"

After finishing speaking, the two lifted Yuanjue down who had passed out.

"Who else wants to be the leader of the martial arts alliance, you can go on stage and have a try. I am happy to accompany you."

Standing in the center of the martial arts platform, Qingxuan glanced around, as stable as Mount Tai, with the saber hanging from his waist never unsheathed, with outstanding demeanor and extraordinary momentum.

Facing his calm and indifferent eyes, the representatives of various sects and factions dodged their gazes. The three great monks in Shaolin were all defeated so miserably, how dare they come to the stage.

They already know how powerful Qingxuan is, and it's not a big deal to suffer a little injury. If they lose face to the sect, they will suffer it when they go back.

However, seeing the handsome face and invincible figure on the martial arts stage, everyone felt inexplicably unhappy, so they pinned all their hopes on the Wudang faction.

"I'll come to teach you!"

However, before Song Yuanqiao and others from the Wudang sect could open their mouths, eight figures in the crowd rushed towards the martial arts platform, and then surrounded Qingxuan heavily.

Qingxuan narrowed his eyes, and the auras of these eight people were all extremely peak, not weaker than the Six Heroes of Wudang, nor weaker than the Juejue Shitai of the Emei Sect. Could it be a hidden force in the world?

While contemplating, he took a look at the eight figures.

These people can't see the history, but their strength is not trivial. If you remember correctly, there seem to be a few people in the original book who tried to snatch the dragon sword.

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