Ye Qingsoul looked at him calmly and said indifferently: "Don't worry, I will definitely let you beg for mercy first." ”

"What a fool who doesn't know the height of the sky!"

Yuan Zhen was furious in an instant, snorted coldly, and directly urged the internal force, like a tiger and leopard, towards Ye Qing's soul!

In an instant, the monk's robe swayed and his strength was surging, and the two stone slabs that he stepped on exploded into countless fragments with a bang, splashing away!

"Fuhu Fist Method!"

Ye Qingsoul's pupils shrank slightly, and he instantly recognized this martial art made by Yuan Zhen.

This Fuhu boxing method is also from Shaolin, and even when the old man first taught him to practice martial arts, he taught this boxing method.

Although the moves of this fist are not complicated, they are condensed to the extreme, just like Tai Chi, one move and one style, there are infinite changes.

If you practice well, practicing other martial arts is equivalent to having a foundation, and you can enter the country quickly.

But the Fuhu fist that Yuan Zhen made at this moment was different from what he remembered, it seemed to add Yuan Zhen's own comprehension into it, and it was fierce and extraordinary, fierce, not like an Arhat Fuhu, but like a tiger slaughtering, it was very angry.

Before the person arrived, the fist wind had arrived, and the sharp strength directly made Ye Qingsoul's cheeks hurt, if this punch was hit, he would have a severe concussion, and a broken skull and die.

On the side, Liu Hongyan and Xiaoyu couldn't help but get nervous when they saw this scene.

Especially Xiaoyu, who was originally suspicious because Ye Qingsoul wanted her to carry the corpse, but Ye Qingsoul was a weak and powerless man.

It can be seen that Ye Qingsoul has taken on fifteen Arhats, and the scene after the big victory, her heart has greatly changed her opinion of Ye Qingsoul.

But even so, seeing Yuanzhen's offensive so ferocious at this moment, she couldn't help but pinch her heart.

"I actually used the Fuhu fist as soon as I came up, this is one of the best martial arts of the Yuanzhen junior brother, after his adaptation, this boxing method is so strong that even I can't carry it head-on. Lord Ye didn't hide, it seems that he is going to suffer......"

At this time, Yuan Jue's voice suddenly sounded, and he commented lightly.

It's just that although his tone is regretful, looking at his expression, there is a look of satisfaction on his face, as if he can't wait to see Ye Qingsoul lose as soon as possible, and the more serious the injury, the better.

"Cut! hypocrite!"

Liu Hongyan and Xiaoyu rolled their eyes in their hearts, and neither of them spoke.

Ye Qingsoul's expression was cold, and when he saw Yuan Zhen's punch, he didn't move.

That posture, which looked like they were stunned, made Liu Hongyan and Xiaoyu more and more worried, and almost exclaimed, but the monks showed smugness and disdain on their faces.

Suddenly, just as Yuan Zhen broke into a step in front of him, the corners of Ye Qingsoul's mouth immediately hooked slightly, and he turned back suddenly, his right elbow slammed into his left palm, and with a twist of strength, a monkey climbing pole was used indiscriminately.

The timing was subtle, the moves were skillful, and in an instant, everyone's eyes widened.

"Monkey climbing poles?

Yuan Zhen was stunned for a moment, and then immediately shocked, it turned out that he was rushing forward too violently, but Ye Qingsoul turned around this time, but just avoided his attack range.

At this moment, his right hand is a fist, and it is smashing into the top of his head!

Rumble!

When it was, Yuan Zhen was a big policeman, only to feel that a life and death crisis was coming, and it was too late to change his moves, so he could only grit his teeth and luck, snort, and forcibly withdrew the fist that had been swung out, and put his arms across his head as a defense.

The next moment, a huge force came instantly, only to hear the sound of "boom", with Yuanzhen as the center, the smoke and dust rose in an instant, and his whole person was more than an inch shorter, and he was directly smashed into the ground by Ye Qing's soul.

"Shhhh

Yuan Zhen gasped suddenly, ignoring the hot pain in his arm, he struggled to jump back, only to feel that his face was blown by a strong wind, and narrowly avoided Ye Qingsoul's next punch.

He tried to move his arm gently, but the sharp pain that came from it made his face distort uncontrollably.

Ye Qingsoul's punch, even if it didn't break his arms, was at least a broken bone.

"You...... You can also subdue the tiger fist, and you are so powerful, this ...... What kind of practice is this?"

For a while, Yuan Zhen only felt that his face was burning hotly, and all his self-esteem and pride seemed to be shattered by Ye Qingsoul's punch, looking at him blankly and muttering.

I have practiced hard for decades, and I have added personal feelings, thinking that the power is far better than the original move, but I was broken by someone with the same boxing technique?

Ye Qingsoul danced to himself in the style of "Guan Gongli Beard", slowly calmed down, Yuan Yu Yuezhi, obviously looked young, but he seemed to have a grandmaster bearing, and he saw that all the monks looked sideways slightly, and his face was dull.

Then, he shook his head and sneered: "You still have the face to ask me?

"It's ridiculous!"

"You...... You've only been practicing Fuhu Fist for a few years, how can you understand it better than I do, and dare to point fingers at me?"

Yuan Zhen's face instantly turned red, and he stammered, but he was obviously lacking in confidence.

"Why, do you still need me to guide you?"

Ye Qingsoul looked at him, said lightly, and at the same time took half a step forward, Yuan Zhen suddenly felt a heavy pressure and fell on his shoulders.

He understood that Ye Qingsoul's blow just now had already caused him a strong psychological shadow, otherwise it would never be like this.

But when I thought that I was already the best of the round generation, if I lost like this, not only would I never be able to raise my head in Lingji Temple from now on, but even if I took it, I would lose the prestige of Lingji Temple, and I couldn't help gritting my teeth and fighting again.

"That's enough! Yuanzhen, you stand down!"

At this time, Yuan Jue finally spoke in a deep voice, his tone slightly heavy.

"Senior Brother Abbot, I, I can fight again......" Yuan Zhen hurriedly explained.

"That's enough, you're too underestimating the enemy, you've already been injured, and it's too hard to fight any longer, and even if you win, you'll have to pay too much price. ”

"Since Master Ye is going up the mountain, he naturally wants to win over everyone in our Lingji Temple. Stand down, we still have someone to play!"

Yuan Jue said lightly, and immediately gave Yuan Zhen a step to retreat, and at the same time took into account the face of Lingji Temple.

It's just that such brazen remarks provoked Liu Hongyan and Xiaoyu on the side to sneer again and again, and their eyes were full of disdain.

Today, they have opened their eyes and seen the true face of this enlightened monk.

Fortunately, there are no outsiders in the temple at this moment, otherwise if this matter spreads, it will definitely make people laugh endlessly.