Under the light of the three thousand divine kingdoms, the dantian boiled and roared, and Tang Feng's aura skyrocketed, and in the blink of an eye, he climbed to the eightfold peak of the Tongqi.

When the people in the audience saw this, they all looked at each other, they couldn't have imagined that at this time, this guy still had hole cards.

Even the eighteen powerhouses on the seat next to him all got up one after another, their faces looked quite solemn, and the combat power that Tang Feng showed now, even if they were, I am afraid they would not be able to compete with it.

In other words, just overnight, Tang Feng's strength grew to the point where he was on an equal footing with the masters of the famous sects on the rivers and lakes.

Bodhidharma's face changed slightly, but he soon sneered: "The poor monk said that the difference between qi and true yuan is a qualitative difference, no matter how you struggle, it will be in vain!"

"Mighty King Kong Finger!" Dharma Zi seemed to have moved his true anger, his steel teeth bitten, his hands pointed out again and again, and one after another True Yuan Fingers rushed out, shooting like a rainstorm pear blossom.

"Dragon Fist!" With an angry shout, the roaring energy in Tang Feng's body surged out, like an ocean, it was really majestic to the extreme.

In one breath, he actually struck out thirty-six dragon fists, the dragon fists were intertwined, roaring forward, and everywhere he went, there were storms and clouds, and the sand was all over the sky.

Although the Mighty King Kong Finger is the true element condensation, but this time the number of dragon fists is too much, and the strength is too fierce, and under the confrontation between the two, they are finally broken by the dragon fist.

The golden dragon's fist was fierce, and the aftermath was undiminished, and it still rushed forward.

Bodhidharma's complexion changed slightly, and he retreated again and again, and at the same time hit five palms with his backhand.

Shaolin Mighty King Kong Palm is also extremely brave, and it can be seen that among the seventy-two stunts of Shaolin Temple, this Dharma is the best at these two Mighty King Kong martial arts.

King Kong palm rushed over, scattered the dragon fist on the spot, and could no longer move forward, but at this time, Bodhidharma's face finally appeared pale, and even his breath was a little disordered and short.

Although he was in the True Yuan Martial Monarch Realm, he had also suffered great losses from the series of high-intensity martial arts that he had used to use True Yuan just now.

"The poor monk said that in the True Yuan Realm, all resistance is in vain, and you will never be able to beat me!" Bodhidharma screamed angrily and gasped again and again.

"Really?" Suddenly, Tang Feng's joking sneer sounded on his left side.

Bodhidharma was taken aback, and turned his head suddenly, only to find that the other party had quietly swept to the left side when he shot just now.

At this moment, Tang Feng's spear was in his hand, and he was already ready to go.

"Reign over the world!" Tang Feng held the dragon spear in his hand, jumped forward, and suddenly swooped in.

His trick reigns over the world, not only the dantian is full of energy, but even the dragon spear also contains the power of the emperor, and when he uses it, the sky changes color, and even the wind has been torn.

Bodhidharma's complexion finally changed, and he hurriedly mobilized the true yuan, and his palms were discharged one after another, and one after another Vajra palms were like waves rushing towards him.

However, the imperial moves of the dragon lance were so fierce, and wherever the tip of the spear went, the power of King Kong was completely lost.

In the blink of an eye, the dragon lance came in front of him with a furious impact.

"Arhat Golden Body, True Yuan Shield!"

At the moment of danger, Bodhidharma not only displayed the Arhat Golden Body Protector, but even used his own True Yuan to condense a layer of shield on the surface of the surrounding body.

It's just that he still underestimated this dragon spear in the end, and the tip of the spear rushed in, directly breaking his True Yuan shield, and then piercing his golden body on the spot.

In an instant, the dragon lance pierced through his left shoulder.

Blood flew and spilled into the air abruptly, and Bodhidharma's whole person was even more rushed away, constantly retreating, and then with a bang, he stood unsteadily and fell to the ground.

When the people in the audience saw this, they were really shocked to the extreme, they couldn't imagine that as strong as Dharma Zi, a dignified generation of True Yuan Realm Martial Monarchs, they were forced to be like this by Tang Long's thorn.

"Is Bodhidharma defeated?" suddenly someone asked.

"Defeated, you want to defeat me like this, it's really a joke!" At this time, Bodhidharma sneered and suddenly turned over.

Although his shoulder was still bleeding at the moment, his face was as pale as paper, and even the corners of his mouth were already stained with blood, he was still laughing.

"I have to say, your Tang Dragon Thorn is very strong, but you can force me to this level if you are in charge of the Sect Realm, your talent potential is really terrifying!"

Bodhidharma sneered and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and then hummed: "But that's the end of it, Yijin Dafa, open it for me!"

While speaking, Bodhidharma pinched the Dharma seal with both hands, and then everyone immediately felt that his eight veins of the Qi Sutra seemed to have changed.

At this moment, Bodhidharma's qi and blood were boiling, and his breath was also soaring, and in just a moment's effort, he directly climbed to the True Yuan Dual Realm.

Seeing this, the first seat of the Dharma Academy folded his hands and said in a long voice: "Unexpectedly, Bodhidharma has comprehended the second Yijing Dafa of the Yijin Sutra, which is really gratifying." ”

Master Xuanfa also pronounced the Buddha's name, saying: "The talent of Bodhidharma is like that of the Bodhidharma Patriarch back then, and it will become a great weapon in time, which is really a blessing for my Buddha!"

When Tang Feng saw this, his brows couldn't help frowning, and his face had already shown a solemn expression.

After the Dharma Zifa seal was knotted, the true yuan had surged to the extreme, his eyes were flashing with dazzling golden light, his eyes exploded, and he said word by word: "Force me to use the second weight of the Yi Jin Sutra, even if you Tang Long stab is dead, it is enough to laugh at the rivers and lakes!"

Tang Feng gritted his steel teeth and shouted angrily: "I said, just because you want to kill me, it's not so easy, I didn't plan to use that forbidden technique, but now it seems that I have to use it!"

He let out a long sigh, then took a step back, and then his hands began to seal.

Since it is a forbidden technique, it means that in a sense, there will be great sequelae, and usually, unless it is a last resort, a martial artist will never use it lightly.

As the seals continued, the white light on his body exploded, and the whole person seemed to be burning.

"Three thousand divine kingdoms, burn!" In an instant, the one hundred and forty-nine divine kingdoms in Tang Feng's body burned, and the divine light was brilliant and blazing, all of which poured into his dantian.

Originally, his dantian was just atomized energy, but under the burning of the fire of the divine kingdom, it suddenly became materialized, infinitely close to the true yuan.

At this moment, Tang Feng's aura began to skyrocket, directly breaking through the Tongqi Realm and reaching the half-step True Yuan Realm.

"Damn, what kind of demon is your kid, you still have such a powerful hole card!" Bodhidharma was furious, and at this moment he couldn't allow him to think too much, so he directly cast a strong Vajra finger, which shot out like a rainstorm pear blossom.

"Golden Dragon Fist!" Tang Feng gritted his teeth, and in one breath, he actually shot out seventy-two dragon fists.

The golden dragon fist came overwhelmingly, directly tearing apart the opponent's powerful vajra fingers.

Bodhidharma's complexion finally changed greatly, and before he could use the Vajra palm, the dragon fist rushed in front of him, and with a bang, the whole person was rushed away, shooting backwards like a kite with a broken string.

In mid-air, he opened his mouth and vomited blood, and finally smashed to the ground, unable to get up again.