Chapter 187 Discussion 4

This is the skill of Mingzong!

After people were confused for a few seconds, a big-mouthed man exclaimed. But soon, the exclamation stopped abruptly.

People quickly followed the sound, but they saw a young monk with a medium figure and beautiful eyebrows covering a man with a low body and great bones, with a smile on his face. "He has been sick in the past two days and is always talking nonsense. Don't mind, don't mind."

Hearing this, people burst into laughter instead. People have seen that the man who claims to be the door of life and death is afraid to be fake. With that man's cultivation, he must be manipulated by others, and who is manipulated. It is self-evident.

The faces of the people of Mingzong changed color. No one expected that the man would use his own skills, and he couldn't help staring at the young monk angrily.

The young monk's face changed greatly, and somehow he suddenly used his skills. He realized that he had ruined the major events of the sect. In particular, he was even more shocked just now. When he was working hard and preparing to forcibly take the fat man's attack, a palm patted him. Suddenly, the skill could no longer run, and the strong light in his hand naturally dissipated. Although it was only a palm, the familiar palm power he knew that he was a master of the Mingzong sect, and it was also at that time that he woke up.

The fat man wanted to speak, but he heard the head of the Ming Sect shout, "It turns out that this person is actually a traitor to the door of life and death. I don't know if he was bewitched by that sect and entered the door of life and death as an undercover agent. I'm afraid that the destruction of the door of life and death has a lot to do with this person." Speaking of this, Zhishan's body moved and appeared beside the young monk in an instant. He applauded without warning and hit the back of the young monk's head. Suddenly, the young monk's eyes protruded, and blood spewed out from his eyes, nostrils, mouth and ears. Then he fell straight ahead, making a dull collision with the place, and there was no sound. . He died and was slapped to death by the palm of the best!

People are terrranted! Killing people?

The fat man was also shocked. Just now, he attacked the young monk with the intention of forcing his own skills. Although it was a full blow, he took some strength when he found that the monk had used the skills of his own sect. He planned to slowly guide him and let him show more feet. Unexpectedly, a fierce energy bombarded, and the fat man hurriedly ran his whole body. He supported the thirteen totem chain posts and added a layer of protection to himself, but even so, he was still injured by the man. The fat man could feel that the man absolutely used all his strength when he made a move, and the purpose was very clear to kill himself. Unexpectedly, he couldn't kill himself and immediately attacked the young monk. The fat man could be sure that even if the monk was not from Mingzong, he had nothing to do with Mingzong. The reason why I'm not sure that it's a person from Mingzong is that the young monk's palms only emit white light. This kind of skill is indeed available in Mingzong, but the Mind Sect and Shenzong also have such a trick. The front is the same, but the back is very different. The white light of Dingxin Sect is dazzling and more dazzling, which makes people's hearts tremble, and the white light of Shenzong has On the other layer of preaching, the fat man doesn't know much about it, but he knows that it will never be simpler than the white light of Dingxin Sect. The fat man was going to completely** his tricks, but he was still a step late.

At this time, Xu Bin has slowed down and snorted coldly when he saw this situation, "The doorman of life and death is fake. What about the one of Shenzong? Master Zhishan, you won't kill that person, will you?"

Everyone was in an uproar again!

Zhishan laughed and said, "This child is joking. I killed that man just now because he pretended to be our five sects. The gate of life and death is the head of the five sects. Even if the gate is destroyed, how can it tolerate other people's insults? It's not enough to vent my anger. I think if it were Zhang Xiaoyou, he would have the same thoughts as me, right?

The fat man sneered, "Thank you, Master Zhishan, for empathing so much. Zhang Biao, thank you." At this time, the man is dead, and it is futile for the fat man to say anything. On the contrary, the other party got angry, but he couldn't eat and walk. Now several people can talk to the best leader without any scruples, but the fat man, Xu Bin and others all know in their hearts that this is because there are many monks here, and Mingzong will never dare to take the world to openly kill himself and others, and once he and others are left alone, then everything is hard to say.

Xu Bin did not have this level of concern. He sneered and said, "Zhishan Master, how do you explain the white light in this man's hand before? There will be no fake in the palm of your school, right?"

Cover the palm of the sky! People screamed that it was one of the most common skills of Mingzong.

People in the northern mainland know that among the five major schools, Mingzong and life and death are the most special. There is only one skill in the door of life and death, that is, the eighth level of death, but there are many skills in the Ming Sect. A monk needs to constantly practice various skills, from low level to high level. This palm is one of the intermediate skills of the Ming Sect.

Zhishan sneered, "Xu Xiaoyou, how do you conclude that it is the palm of covering the sky? It seems that the Shenming Fist of your school will also emit such glory. The same is true of the heart fist of the Dingxinzong. With so many sects in the northern mainland, is there no one of the techniques of other sects that can shine with piercing eyes? I remember that Zhang Xiaoyou also seems to have a technique that can shine dazzlingly, right?

Xu Bin snorted coldly and didn't go on. What Zhishan said is indeed reasonable. People's comments lowered slightly.

The fat man took a sentence, "The best leader is stuttering. The two of us are just little people. It's really an honor to bother you to explain to us!"

Zhishan's face changed, and he couldn't help glancing at the sex on the side. Originally, these things were handled by Zhicheng, but Zhicheng still closed his eyes at this time, looking like luck. Zhishan knew that Zhicheng must have suffered the loss of the fat man Zhang Biao just now. Otherwise, this think tank would not live in seclusion. It was precisely because of this that he just went all out. He did not look down on him because the fat man was a descendant. If It was he who suffered the same loss as the most sexual brother, so he had to adjust his breath quickly. I'm afraid that Mingzong's face would be completely lost. Although he has lost the demeanor of the head now, he has to say it. There are many people with high cultivation in the sect, but most of them are not good at management and management. It is precisely because of this that they are obviously strong, but they are ranked second in the five factions by good people, which cannot accurately show the real strength of the sect. It's better to lose face than to lose the face of the sect.

Zhishan thought in his heart that he had to mix the water and completely dispel the doubts in everyone's hearts, and he also needed to complete the wishes of his ancestors. If he lingered on, he was afraid that his ancestors would be dissatisfied. At present, he hurriedly said, "Today, the monks from all over the mainland came here to resist the Xianmen, but the Xianmen is very powerful, and our monks also do what they can. A few days ago, our Mingzong has contacted the head of the Xianmen, and they are not willing to kill again, so as to put forward the condition of ten duels. We have selected eleven people here to meet the challenge of eleven people in Xianmen. If we lose, our Mingzong will voluntarily disband the sect and let the immortal sect be dominant. Xianmen has promised that as long as our Mingzong sincerely obeys, we will not continue to kill, and will never attack the scattered monks. Speaking of this, Zhishan paused. Sure enough, people applauded with cooperation.

Zhishan continued, "If Xianmen loses, then Xianmen will disband. Therefore, today's ceremony is actually to select eleven highly cultivated monks to meet the challenge of each other. This battle is related to the glory, our survival and our lives of the sects in northern Xinjiang. In this battle, we can only win, not lose!"

"You can only win, not lose!" The monks completely forgot what had happened before, and people were completely immersed in the infinite reverie of the next Eleventh World War. Everyone has such an idea in their hearts. They can only win, not lose!

Fat man, Tuoba Feng looked at each other and didn't know what the hell was in Zhishan's words? Xianmen proposed the Eleventh World War. What is this for? They sounded the people in white they met before. Did it mean that the existence of Uncle Yun Xiao affected them?

While the fat man was thinking, he suddenly found that Xue Qingchen, who was not far away, stared at him, with an obvious look of asking for help. The fat man's heart was moved. He remembered what Tuobafeng had just said to him that Xue Qingchen's body was different and may be subject to the situation. Looking at the other party's eyes, there was no longer any resentment, but an obvious meaning of asking for help. His heart trembled. What has this girl has happened these days? An arrogant girl will completely forget a man. Did he take advantage of him and ask this man for help?