Chapter 314 Three Great Divine Skills (Subscription Request)

After one stick of incense.

A masked man in black walked out of a large red-tiled courtyard carrying a large cloth bag.

The bag he was carrying on his back was already bulging.

The masked man looked in other directions of the town and was about to take off.

A clear drink came from a distance:

"You bold evil man! Put the child down!!"

The masked man was startled when he heard the clear shout, and followed the sound to see a cold woman in a flying fish costume, performing superb light skills, rushing towards him with an afterimage behind her.

When the masked man saw who was coming, he frowned.

Not wanting to conflict with the other party, he quickly flew into the air with the cloth bag on his back, stepped on the courtyard wall, and wanted to fly away.

But the shadow of that cold woman was even more blurred, and in the blink of an eye she had caught up with the masked man in the air.

He raised his palm and slapped the masked man in the chest.

The masked man showed some surprise on his face, and he also stretched out a palm to confront the cold woman.

"Boom!" There was a loud noise.

The two of them shot down from the air at the same time.

The cold woman took three steps back with thumps on the ground.

The masked man retreated seven or eight steps.

By the time he regained his composure, the cold woman had turned into a shadow and came at him again.

The masked man knew that if he didn't subdue the other party, there would be no way he could escape the other party's pursuit with the cloth bag.

So he put down the cloth bag.

Suddenly, streaks of red light spread across his body and gathered in his palms.

He raised his palms and slapped the woman who was chasing him.

The cold woman was very confident in her own strength, and she raised her palms to take over from the other party.

Their palms touched, and the floor beneath their feet cracked at the same time.

The masked man and the cold-looking woman both changed their expressions.

The cold woman shouted in surprise:
"Yi Jin Jing!! You are the remnant of Shaolin!!".

After Ji Wuhui exchanged palm strikes with the masked man, he sensed the other party's pure Yi Jin Jing internal force.

I was extremely surprised.

The Shaolin Temple was destroyed two hundred years ago, all its skills were burned by the Great Xia Dynasty, and all the Shaolin monks were killed by the Holy Emperor.

Over the years, no one has ever heard of any Shaolin Kung Fu leaking out, and no Shaolin remnants have been seen.

I never thought that I would encounter a remnant who knows the supreme Shaolin Kung Fu.

Ji Wuhui's face turned grim.

These Shaolin remnants, who massacred villages and towns and robbed children, are already evil people and cannot be compared with the heroes of the Chivalrous Alliance.

She must capture this man and bring him back to the court for punishment.

The internal energy in Dantian circulated and poured into the palms even more violently.

The masked man was horrified at this moment! !

She has actually reached this level!!
The Yi Jin Jing cleanses the meridians and strengthens the marrow, and the internal strength developed through practice is extremely pure.

In theory, one should have a great advantage when competing with others in internal strength.

However, the opponent's endless internal force almost overwhelmed his own Yi Jin Jing internal force, forcing him to retreat step by step.

I am actually somewhat unable to defeat him!!

As expected, he is the strongest genius of the younger generation of the Great Xia Dynasty! !

The masked man knew that he could not continue to fight with the opponent like this, otherwise he might be captured by the opponent.

Push your palms away violently.

The whole body is "jujuju" surging with the internal force of Yi Jin Jing.

Gathered between the palms.

There are red lines on both palms.

"Boom~! Boom~! Boom~!"

slapped Ji Wuhui.

Ji Wuhui also took over from the other party.

Both of them intended to move away from the black cloth bag, and as their four palms clapped, their internal energy surged.

The aftermath of the internal energy explosion shattered the nearby rocks and trees, accompanied by bursts of explosions.

Ji Wuhui had a cold expression on his face as he slapped forward one palm after another. The internal force in his dantian was endless and his attacks were getting faster and faster.

The masked man was secretly groaning. His Yijinjing had not been practiced to a very high level, and he had just barely reached the pinnacle.

The other party has cultivated at least two magical skills, and his level of practice in each of them is no worse than his. He has completely consolidated his position at the pinnacle level and has even entered the middle stage of the pinnacle level.

He had only been fighting with the opponent for a short while when he was already at a disadvantage.

There are even signs of danger.

If we delay any further, I’m afraid we will be captured.

I was a little anxious, and suddenly I remembered something.

His palms became heavier and heavier, and the force became louder and louder. The internal force of the Yi Jin Jing overflowed and hit the house next to him, causing it to explode.

Ji Wuhui was no longer in a hurry when he saw that the other party had exhausted all his internal energy to attack.

Even the internal force of the Yi Jin Jing cannot support such a huge consumption.

She just needs to move forward steadily, and once the opponent's internal energy is exhausted, she will be able to subdue him.

Ji Wuhui was thinking this.

"Roar~!"

A dragon roared behind her and her face changed drastically.

She thrust her hands forward suddenly, pushing away the masked man who was fighting with her, and dodged sideways in the air.

A golden dragon-shaped internal energy passed through her body.

It hit the tile-roofed house in front.

The tiled house exploded.

Broken tiles and bricks exploded.

The tile house is already half missing.

"Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms!!".

Ji Wuhui was shocked.

The Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms is a powerful skill that only the leader of the Beggars' Sect can practice, even in the Beggars' Sect.

There are some wandering beggars in the world who call themselves disciples of the Beggars' Sect, but they are just jokes.

It's just to flatter yourself. It's impossible for any other organization to learn the Beggars' Sect's martial arts.

Not to mention this most powerful magical skill.

The power of this palm strike shows that the opponent has already mastered the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms to a certain level.

First it was the remnants of Shaolin, and now the Beggar Gang's Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms have appeared.

There are so many shady thieves hiding in the Great Xia Dynasty! !

Ji Wuhui turned in the air and looked at the masked man with white eyebrows who had performed the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms.

The masked man with white eyebrows also looked at her, with the same surprise in his eyes as the previous masked man, but it quickly disappeared.

Ji Wuhui did not notice the other person's expression.

A dazzling sword light appeared before her eyes again.

"Wha~!!"

An afterimage of a man and a sword stabbed straight towards Ji Wuhui's face.

Ji Wuhui clasped his hands together and clamped the sword that was thrusting at him.

The blinding internal energy gushing out of the long sword made her hands feel as if they were burning.

She looked at the dazzling light on the sword and shouted angrily:
"Nine Swords of Dugu!! Who the hell are you guys?!"

Yi Jin Jing, Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms, and Nine Swords of Dugu.

The martial arts of Shaolin, Beggars' Sect, and Huashan.

Any of these magical skills, even hundreds of years ago, were supreme magical skills.

After the Great Xia Dynasty was established, the royal family burned all these martial arts.

Unexpectedly, today, these martial arts have appeared among the people again! !

And these evil people used it to cause chaos!!
If we allow these evil people to do evil, how can the people of Daxia live in peace!

Must be removed!
Ji Wuhui's face was extremely cold and he twisted his palms hard.

The sword in his hand began to spin with the masked man who was performing the Dugu Nine Swords.

The masked man released dozens of sword beams from the tip of the sword and stabbed towards Ji Wuhui.

Ji Wuhui bent down to avoid the attack and was already fighting with the man who performed the Dugu Nine Swords.

The sword light and internal energy are running wild.

The surrounding houses and trees were blown to pieces.

(End of this chapter)