Chapter 280 Seventy-Two Special Skills

I have to admit that Xin Han was really overwhelmed by the thief monk Jiumozhi. The monk's hidden strength when he fought with his four wives just now has directly increased the speed of this explosion by a large amount.

Even if Xin Han found out that there was a fraud, and a "snake raccoon turned over" jumped out in an instant, there would inevitably be more than a dozen finger holes on the chest and back of the shirt.

However, after the dozen or so finger holes hit him, there was a sound of 'duh, duh, duh', like a broken leather, although the clothes were smashed by the force of the fingers, they couldn't break Xin Han's iron shirt.

"Young master!"

"Han Lang!"

"Brother Han!" x2

The four daughters Zhou Zhiruo and Zhao Min all exclaimed when they saw Xin Han being hit. In their hearts, Xin Han was invincible.

"Don't come here, I'm fine!"

Xin Han became angry from embarrassment, brother's demeanor, brother's style, if there is no iron cloth shirt, a dozen blood holes will be opened on his body after a few blows.

The girls saw that there was no blood flowing out of Xin Han's injury, and they turned their grief into joy.

Jiumozhi originally had a smile on his face, thinking that he had already won, but he didn't expect that the other party had nothing to do with it. He shouted in disbelief: "How is it possible? I will leave marks on the stone if I hit it with my multi-leaf finger. How can you do that?" Maybe it's okay?"

"Xiaojiu, this is what you asked for!" In Xin Han's eyes, whether you are hurt or not is a trivial matter. The key point is that you feel bad about being bullied, and you, an eminent monk with five people and six, are actually playing tricks.

Xin Han didn't talk nonsense with him, and directly used the 'Spiral Nine Shadows' to instantly transform into four figures that were indistinguishable from the real ones, and used Yang Wudi's Tai Chi hammer technique to blast towards Jiumozhi continuously.

This Tai Chi hammer method is much weaker than the Eighteen Palms of Subduing the Dragon, but there is one thing that does not require internal strength support. With Xin Han's alchemy and the effect of the super soldier potion, he can continue to bombard without lack of strength. when.

He fired more than 20 hammers in a row, Jiumozhi could barely parry at the beginning, but afterward he received every hammer from Xin Han. His body was as uncomfortable as falling apart, and finally Xin Han rushed to get close and punched with all his strength, the force of tens of thousands of catties exploded, Jiumozhi couldn't help showing a look of horror.

He wants to get out of the way. However, there were four other women around him holding the Longquan sword, guarding them covetously, so that he did not dare to move lightly, so he could only slash a flaming knife with all his strength, and then used both hands to meet Xin Han's body-turning punch.

The rise of Xin Handa. See him cast his flaming sword,

He didn't even try to hide, and directly took the knife with his body. Jiumozhi slashed with all his strength. Although it still couldn't break Xin Han's iron shirt, it shook his internal organs and made a trace of blood flow from the corner of his mouth.

The clothes on the chest were also shredded to reveal a strong chest, and there was an eye-catching white mark on the chest where the flame knife had slashed.

But Jiumozhi was even more miserable, as soon as his arms touched Xin Han's body, he felt an irresistible force coming from his arms. After half a breath, only two 'clicks, clicks' were heard, and both arms broke at the same time.

However, these two arms saved one of him, who was blocked by this, and was directly blasted out. Xiao Zhao and Zhao Min behind him dodged, and Jiumozhi directly hit the beams and pillars in the hall, only to hear " With a bang, the beams and pillars shook three times, shaking the entire hall. The tiles of the roof rattled.

Jiumozhi spurted out a mouthful of old blood and fell to the ground, his face that was originally flowing with precious light also became sluggish.

The people watching the battle couldn't help but be shocked, what a power it is!

Xin Han saw Jiumozhi vomit blood. Only then did he breathe a sigh of relief: "The thief monk is shady enough, I'm going to change clothes, you guys look at him first."

Just now, he was hit by a flame knife, and his internal injuries have recovered a long time ago, but the clothes can no longer be worn, leaving a word. Xin Han used lightness kung fu to return to the boat, and when he reappeared, he had already changed into a moon-white book-length robe.

The four girls greeted him, and asked him if he was okay.

Xin Han smiled and said, "Aren't you worried about me? Of course I'm fine." After changing his clothes, he looked like a tree in the wind again, and naturally he farted.

But I didn't want the idiot next to me to come over, and said with concern: "Brother, don't hold back, I just saw you vomit blood."

Xin Han felt stuck in his chest, why is this cheap second brother so lacking in vision?

"Second brother, you must have read it wrong, the blood must have been vomited by that little dove."

"No, brother, I clearly saw... ouch... brother, you stepped on me." Duan Yu hugged one foot, and hopped behind Xin Han.

Xin Han walked into the hall again. This time, A'Zhu, Abi, and Uncle Cui Baiquan looked at him differently. Uncle Cui Baiquan looked at him with reverence, and said in his heart that he did not expect this person to be so young at such a young age. Such a master.

Both A'Zhu and A'bi thought: "I wonder who is stronger, Mr. Xin or Mr. Xin?" But they still believed that Murong Fu might be better than Mr. Xin Han.

"You two girls, I'm really sorry. I just started to destroy this place in such a state. Don't worry, I will compensate for the loss here."

Seeing the mess in the hall, Xin Han also felt sorry, bowed his head and took out two ingots from Jiumozhi's arms and handed them over.

Abi quickly said: "No, no."

But Xin Han didn't say much to him, and forced it into her hands.

Abi and Azhu looked at each other and thanked in unison: "Thank you, Mr. Xin."

When Jiumozhi saw such a scene, he couldn't help but spit out another mouthful of old blood.

Xin Han stretched out his hand to probe the monk's veins, and found that it was only the internal organs that were shaken, and there was nothing serious. It should be that the monk's deep internal energy protected the five internal organs, but his arms were broken by his hammer, and the joints of his body were also shaken by the huge force. Song, Jiumozhi won't be able to move for a while.

In Jiumozhi's arms, apart from the money, Xin Han also found three old books, he flipped through them casually, and saw that there were pictures and texts in the books, all of which were written by Zhu Mo.

Xin Han was overjoyed for "Prajna Palm", "Nianhua Zhi" and "Wu Xiang Jie Zhi". After only turning a few pages, he knew that these three old volumes were the seventy-two unique skills of Shaolin that Jiumozhi obtained from Murong Bo. .

Xin Han was about to gather all martial arts from all over the world, so there was such a good thing. It was true that someone gave him a pillow when he was about to fall asleep. Was this Xiaojiu invited by a monkey to give him a gift?

Jiumozhi looked at Xin Han weakly and said: "This is Shaolin's seventy-two unique skills. Can you give me a way out after mastering the unique skills?"

When he said this, A'Zhu, A'bi, Cui Baiquan's uncles and nephews all exclaimed, they didn't expect that those three old books turned out to be Shaolin's 72 unique skills, which are magical skills that everyone yearns for but can't get.

Xin Han put the three old books into his bosom, and said with a smile: "That's impossible, we have agreed, if I want to let you go, I have to hand over the Flame Knife and the Little Formless Kung Fu."

Jiumozhi sneered and said: "Impossible, the Flaming Saber is a secret that my Dalun Temple does not pass on. You should give up on this idea. As for the little Wuxiang Gong, I have never heard of it."

Xin Han laughed: "I really don't cry when I see the coffin!" After speaking, he stretched out his hand and poked Jiumozhi's body a few times, using the acupuncture technique in the Nine Yin Manual.

Jiumozhi was hit a few times. Immediately, I felt itchy and unbearable, as if thousands of ants were eating my whole body, and the itchy feeling went straight to the bone.

But Jiumozhi was tenacious, he gritted his teeth and didn't make a sound. After a while, the whole body was soaked with Han water.

Xin Han ignored him, found a chair and sat down to drink tea.

A'Zhu and A'bi asked the servants to gesture in the hall, to replace the damaged tables and chairs, to invite everyone to sit down, and to serve refreshments again.

A'Zhu stood aside, glanced at Xin Han hesitantly, as if he had made a big decision, walked over and saluted, "Dare to ask, my lord, how did you know that nursery rhyme?"

Xin Han thought for a while and felt that A'Zhu's background was pitiful, so he didn't hide it: "Your name is A'Zhu. Actually, I know your background."

"Ah, is what you said true, my lord?" A Zhu's eyes flickered, obviously not believing what Xin Han said.

Seeing that she didn't believe her, Xin Han didn't mind, and smiled slightly: "These four nursery rhymes are engraved on the golden lock you carried since you were a child. I'm right, and you also have the word 'Duan' tattooed on your shoulder."

"How do you know?" A'Zhu was pleasantly surprised, she had never seen Xin Han before, so naturally it was impossible for him to see her personal things, seeing what Xin Han said in such detail. Then there is only one thing, that is, he really knows his own life experience.

"My lord, please tell me about A'Zhu's life experience." A'Zhu Yingying bowed down, and at the same time, two lines of tears flowed from his eyes excitedly.

Duan Yu couldn't see women crying the most, so he chimed in and said, "Brother, Miss A Zhu is crying so pitifully, if you want to know about Miss A Zhu's background, just tell me."

Xin Han nodded, stretched out his hand to support A'Zhu and said: "It's a little effort, girl, don't be too polite, but I also have a small request. Of course, if you don't agree, I will also explain your life experience, and I don't mean to threaten you." .”

A'Zhu was pushed by Xin Han, so she stood up involuntarily, and immediately said: "My lord, if you have anything to do, just speak up, if A'Zhu can do it, it will definitely be obligatory."

Xin Han said with a smile: "Nothing else, just seeing the girl's ability to change appearances is very interesting, I wonder if the girl can teach me this skill."

At first, Ah Zhu thought that Xin Han had something important to do, but when he heard this, he couldn't help laughing through his tears: "I don't think it's difficult for you to ask for it, this disguise is something that the little girl thinks is fun, and it's something that she figured out, it's not a skill. If you want to learn, A'Zhu will definitely teach it with all your heart."

At this moment, Jiumozhi finally couldn't bear the pain of being devoured by thousands of ants, and shouted: "Kill me, kill this little monk quickly, the surname is Xin, if you are a man, give this little monk a good time."

Seeing his screaming, everyone in the hall could not bear it.

Zhou Zhiruo had the softest heart, so she couldn't help pleading to Xin Han: "Brother Han, if the secret book is not important, then let him be spared, or give him a good time, he is a monk after all, don't torture him anymore."

Xin Han chuckled, and only said one sentence: "The little formless kung fu on him has an effect, it can keep his face forever, whenever he cultivates, his face will be fixed at that time, unless the kung fu is completely lost, otherwise the practitioner will come The face of death will not change."

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhou Zhiruo's four daughters said at the same time: "Brother Han, Han Lang, do you need to add some tricks? We see that this monk is dishonest."

"..."

Xin Han completely understands how much a woman's pursuit of appearance is. Even though his four wives are not even twenty years old, this matter has the same attraction for them.

A'Zhu and A'bi also had bright eyes, but they didn't open their mouths, knowing that such a good thing would not be their turn.

Duan Yu couldn't bear it in his heart, and wanted to persuade him, he just said: "Brother..." before being stared back by Zhou Zhiruo's four daughters, whoever dares to stop them from not looking old is an enemy. (To be continued.)