After Nanchen defeated Kongtong thanks, he ushered in a challenge.

This time, the opponent is the midnight monk of the Shaolin faction.

This monk is relatively thin, but he has a precious face.

For Buddhist disciples, it is often this kind of person, the most powerful, and it is not easy to provoke at first glance.

But since the opponent has come to power, there is nothing to say.

It is impossible to rest, then you can only continue to fight.

Start your own fifth battle.

"Please!"

Nanchen spoke.

At the same time, he didn't move, and after experiencing Bo Jian and thanks, Nanchen began to be cautious.

These famous disciples all have their own special abilities.

It's not that if you cultivate high, you can crush it in an all-round way.

The best way to cope is to adapt to change.

And under the ring, they also exclaimed.

"It's a midnight monk!"

"That's right, the strongest first person in the Shaolin generation.

The strongest young monk in the Dharma Academy, I heard that this kid still eats meat!"

"What? He still eats meat?"

"I really eat meat, but I've heard that Zen is very high.

The Zen machine of the Dharma monk is not as high as this kid.

But this kid broke a lot of precepts.

Therefore, the Fa Wu monk put on a black robe for him!"

"I'll go.

It turns out that there are so many monks in Shaolin, and this guy is wearing a black robe. ”

“......”

There was a lot of discussion in the ring, and the midnight monk in the ring was ready to do it.

At the moment, he has one hand in his chest.

A Buddha word in his mouth:

"Boom!"

As soon as the words fell, the midnight monk opened his eyes violently.

In an instant, I only heard a "buzz" explosion.

The midnight monk was all over, and suddenly burst out with an incomparably strong qi.

At the same time, above the head of the monk at midnight, there was a faint "swastika" character seal.

Seeing this, Nanchen's heart trembled.

He felt a strong fluctuation of Xuan Qi, and the Xuan Qi level had already reached the middle stage of the Fifth Rank of Xuan Qi.

Xuanjie fivefold, this is not a joke.

On the premise of not using Yin and Yang Xuanqi, Nanchen could only fight against the six-fold master of the Xuan Rank.

But it is only a confrontation, and it may not be able to be defeated.

At this time, he faced the midnight monk in the middle of the fivefold stage of the Xuan Rank.

This made Nanchen feel the pressure at one time.

It seems that among the Daomen, there are still powerful genius-level figures.

Under the ring, many monks also spoke.

"Okay, what a strong Gang Qi Fluctuation!"

"Senior brother, what kind of cultivation the midnight monk is, I can't see through it!"

"Oh my God!

The midnight monk turned out to be a mid-level cultivator of the fifth level of the Xuan Rank. ”

"What?

Mid-Fivefold Stage?"

“......”

For a while, the audience was in an uproar.

Midnight monk, twenty-five years old.

But he has reached the middle stage of the fifth level of the Xuan Rank, and such a talent is too terrifying.

This is also the strongest young generation that has appeared in the ring except for Nanchen, an alternative cultivator.

Nanchen became dignified, and at the same time operated and cultivated.

In an instant, the mysterious energy in his body exploded.

The rolling yellow step breath also surged out, facing the midnight monk.

In an instant, the aura of the two met.

They all want to suppress each other.

However, Nanchen's breath is even better.

After all, Nanchen was able to fight against the masters of the Xuan-level Six Heavens.

Although the midnight monk is strong.

But under the twelve-fold anti-heaven cultivation of the Nanchen Yellow Order, it was still a little bit worse.

It is quite difficult to defeat the midnight monk in a short time.

The midnight monk raised his eyebrows.

He was under the ring and had been observing Nanchen for a long time.

He basically judged that although Nanchen's aura was weird, it had not broken through to the Xuan Rank.

But the strength of the aura is basically the same as him, and he doesn't want to be equal.

In addition, he has fought four games in a row, and the winning rate is 60% at this moment.

But at this moment, I was shocked to find out.

He still underestimated Nanchen, Nanchen's Xuan Qi Field, which could suppress him!

But it's so useless to think about it.

Nanchen fought four battles, and just now there was a battle of divine consciousness, and he must be mentally weak at this moment.

The midnight monk thought that as long as he went all out, he would be able to win.

Take down the Nine Cold Nine Clovers and renew the life of a super strong man in their Shaolin who has been hidden for many years.

This is also the purpose of the midnight, to compete for hegemony.

Therefore, the midnight monk let out a low cry again:

"The mighty Heavenly Dragon, the World-Honored Jizo, is so weak and empty!"

As soon as the words fell, the midnight monk trembled.

A faint golden light emerged, and faintly, the midnight monk was all over.

There is not only a faint swastika seal, but also a phantom golden bell.

"This is the two great schools of Buddhism, the swastika seal and the golden bell jar!"

"That's right, I didn't expect the Midnight Monk to be so old that he would be proficient in these two kinds of mastery!"

A few casual cultivators who didn't understand these two kinds of peerless learning were shocked when they saw that everyone was so stunned.

They asked;

"Senior Ma, are these two techniques very powerful?"

"Isn't this amazing, Shaolin secret technique.

The swastika seal, the strongest attack seal.

Golden bell jar, the strongest defensive seal.

Even if it is a Shaolin senior, there are few people who can successfully cultivate both at the same time. ”

“......”

As soon as these words came out, many unexplained juniors looked at the midnight monk in shock.

The seniors and celebrities on the main stage also nodded one after another.

They know very well the power of Shaolin's two peerless learnings, and the little monk in the middle of the night.

At such an age, not only does he have such cultivation, but he can also cultivate these two kinds of mastery, which shows his talent.

Nanchen in the ring also felt that the midnight monk's aura skyrocketed, and the oppressive aura hit.

But he didn't flinch, raised his Xuan Qi, and clenched the Ten Fox Sword in his hand.

Moment.

Nanchen and Midnight Monk moved at the same time, rushing towards their opponents one after another.

Nanchen was holding the Ten Fox Swords, surrounded by Qi.

The midnight monk carried a Zen staff, with a swastika seal on his head, and was covered in a vajra cover.

On the surface, Midnight is more imposing and looks more stunning.

But only Midnight knew it in his heart.

When he faced the twelve coercion of Nanchen Yellow Order, he felt depressed and uncomfortable.

In the blink of an eye, the two were already at war.

"Bang bang bang".

Sparks flew, Zen staff waved, and ten fox swords swept.

The two of them kept fighting in the ring with an extremely fast body.

Every time he attacked, there was a sword qi that surged and exploded.

It is the fiercest battle since the beginning of the ring.

The spectators in the ring all looked straight in the eyes.

They all marveled at the strength of the midnight monk.

Nanchen, can drop Shi Xiaojian and Dong Wushuang in one move.

Defeat Bojian again, thank you.

Visible strength.

At this moment, he was entangled with the midnight monk.

This also made many disciples of the Jianghu sect realize the power of the midnight monk.

Before, I had only heard that this little monk was very strong.

But how strong, how strong.

Except for a few of their Shaolin monks, no one knew.

Now, everyone in the rivers and lakes is shocked.

"The midnight monk is so strong!"

"The two of them have fought for thirty rounds, and there is no difference between victory and defeat!"

"Do you see that?

Nanchen could never break the golden bell jar of the midnight monk.

He himself almost got hit by a Zen staff several times......"

“......”

A lot of people started talking about it again.

The intensity of the battle was beyond anyone's imagination.

The stone floor of the ring was shattered one piece after another, and it was full of messes.

And Nanchen, who was in the ring, also felt the great deterrence of his opponent.

The defense of the golden bell jar is amazing.

The swastika seal is even more cold, and it is a seal that is agitated, and it is impossible to prevent it.

I want to defeat the midnight monk in front of me.

It seems that it is impossible to win easily without using some means......