114. Master of martial arts

Zhang Yang walked all the way, and the monks who blocked the way were repelled in a snap of his fingers, and when he stood outside the majestic Huanglong Temple, there were no less than thirty monks on the steps behind him.

At this time, the monks in the monastery rang the bell.

'Boom-'

'Boom-'

'Boom-'

The bells spread out, solemn and long, ethereal and low, the aftersound surrounded the Huanglong Mountain, did not dissipate for a long time, even the pilgrims far away from the mountain could hear it clearly.

"What's going on?" asked countless people in the open space outside the Daxiong Treasure Hall.

Soon, I saw four old monks hurriedly walking out of the treasure hall, passing by the open space without saying a word, and walking out of the temple gate.

These four are the most senior monks of Huanglong Temple, and under Master Zanglong, the four of them are respected. is comparable to the generation, as well as their respective strengths.

The four of them stood at the door, exuding a strong momentum around them, and the creatures within a radius of ten meters retreated, and if anyone else was present, they would be overwhelmed.

And Zhang Yang stood in front of them, dressed in hunting clothes, his expression was calm, and the cold wind emanating from him was not weaker than the other party at all.

"Who's here?" said the eldest monk, who raised his finger to Zhang Yang and shouted.

"My surname is Zhang, arrogant Zhang. Zhang Yang said lightly.

"Arrogant?" the monk was stunned for a moment, and then sneered, "I haven't seen anyone come to make trouble outside my mountain gate for decades, and there is no one in my Huanglong Temple?"

"Let's take it!"

As soon as the words fell, I saw the monk rushing towards him with a fist, his fist looked very familiar, it was the Shaolin Arhat fist used by the monk before, but although the boxing technique was similar, the power and speed contained in it were different from cloud and mud.

'Bang!'

The old monk's fist broke through the air, making a sound of breaking wind, and the fist was even more emitted three or four meters away, if this punch was solid, I am afraid that even a hundred-year-old tree would be shocked to death.

Zhang Yang faced the old monk, gathered his true strength, and threw a punch violently.

'Bang!'

The two fists clashed, making a sound, only to see the old monk take half a step back, while Zhang Yang stood in place, as steady as Mount Tai.

'Fluttering'

The old monk adjusted the power frame, and in an instant, he punched three punches in a row, attacking the upper, middle and lower three directions respectively, the fists were fierce, simple and generous.

Shaolin Luohan boxing pays attention to: the shot is up, middle and down, and the inside and outside are divided into yin and yang. Break down at the top, break down at the bottom. Pointing to the right to the left, the sound of the east to the west. Fiction and reality are uncertain, fast and changeable.

In less than a moment, the two had already fought close to each other for nearly twenty moves, the old monk's offensive was endless, it was difficult to determine the reality of the virtual and the real, and Zhang Yang was almost in a passive state.

'I didn't expect this old monk to be so fierce, I'm afraid that Zhou Qi, who is known as the upstart in the hidden rivers and lakes, will have to be hated in front of him. ’

Zhang Yang was secretly surprised.

However, after a few minutes of fighting, he also figured out the other party's path, although it looks unpredictable, in fact, there are only a dozen moves to fight around, and it is inevitable that there will be some aesthetic fatigue after watching it for a long time.

Zhang Yang shook his head, he was no longer ready to continue to entangle with this old monk.

'Bang Bang Bang'

He caught the opponent's four fists in a row, accurately grasped a flaw, and threw a punch that hit the old monk's chest.

'Bang!' There was a muffled sound, the old monk's face suddenly turned white, and the whole person took more than a dozen steps back, and the monk's robe on his chest had broken a big hole.

"That's not it?" Zhang Yang's eyes couldn't help but exude a gleam.

It seems that the water of this Huanglong Temple is really deep, if he hadn't broken in, I was afraid that he would never have dreamed that there were so many masters of internal strength living here.

At this time, the second old monk came by deception, and his body was not weaker than the previous person in the slightest, so he saw his five fingers together, and slapped it head-on.

'Whew-'

The surging palm wind quickly gathered and gathered in the palm of the monk's hand, forming a thick and thin dark energy, like a sharp arrow on the string, shooting out at any time.

This is the Buddha King Kong palm, by the Songshan Mountains and forests as the 'treasure of the town', the secret is not spread, it is different from the Luohan boxing to the yang, pay attention to the combination of rigidity and softness. Although it is difficult to get started, after the success, Yin Jin can open bricks and stones, break iron and beer, break enemy bones, be unstoppable, and hurt people's internal organs and skin.

If it was just an ordinary martial artist, it would most likely be confused by appearances, but Zhang Yang was also an immortal cultivator in the late stage of foundation building, if he couldn't even perceive the existence of dark energy, it was really an immortal who had been cultivating for so long in vain.

"It's very deep, if it's an ordinary internal strength martial artist, I'm afraid that I will be broken by a palm. Even I'm afraid I'm going to have to suffer a little bit. Zhang Yang's eyes narrowed.

But he was not afraid.

Since the other party focuses on yin energy, then he must use the way of others to govern his body.

Seeing Zhang Yang facing the strength of his palm, he raised two fingers and read: "Shocking Dragon Finger." ”

Suddenly, a column of white smoke extended out from the palm of the hand, like a bullet coming out of the chamber, instantly breaking through the palm power and hitting the monk's palm.

'Po'

The monk's expression was shocked, he only felt that the yin energy that had been condensed was dispersed by this puff of white smoke, and under his shocked gaze, the white smoke column instantly penetrated his palm and shot diagonally behind.

With a 'pop', a round hole was punched in the high wall in the distance.

"True Qi is released, it turns out to be a transformation?" the monk suddenly came to his senses.

I saw him take a dozen steps back and stand back in the line of the other three. The four of them stared at Zhang Yang in unison, all with serious expressions as if they were facing a great enemy.

As the main combat force of the Huanglong Temple, the four elders of them are all at the peak of their strength, and one person is enough to deal with those ordinary internal strength martial artists.

But if it was against a Transforming Martial Artist, then the four of them would have to work together.

The four monks looked at each other, nodded, and then rushed forward at the same time.

'Flutter'

It was as if four winds were blowing, and the four people attacked from four different directions, and they all used their own smugness to take Zhang Yang's vital point.

Surrounded by four strong true qi, Zhang Yang's clothes were blown up by the wind, and he could feel the strong pressure of these four true qi, as if they were going to tear him apart. Even the air was torn apart, creating a vacuum field with a radius of nearly half a meter.

Many monks stood at the gate of the temple, and they were terrified when they saw this scene, many of them were the first time to see the four elders attacking at the same time.

At this time, Zhang Yang chuckled and said:

"The martial arts of Buddhism are really not bad, the four of you are nearly seventy years old, and your body bones are still so tough, you are not inferior to middle-aged at all. ”

"The four peaks of internal strength, and the momentum of the encirclement, occupy the advantageous location and people, in this case, I am afraid that the martial arts masters will have to back down!"

Speaking of this, he snorted softly:

"It's a pity that I'm not just a martial arts master. ”

As soon as the words fell, Zhang Yang was seen lifting his left leg and stomping heavily on the floor.

"Fighting the Fourth Style!Cracks, Mountains, Rivers!"

Suddenly, the void trembled, and countless heaven and earth vitality condensed in an instant.

'Bang'

The void shook, dull and hurried, like an explosion in the water.

I saw that the heavy stone slab under Zhang Yang's feet suddenly exploded inch by inch, spreading out in a corrugated shape, instantly covering a three-meter range around him.

'Boom'

The loud bang was as loud as thunder!

Immediately afterwards, a strong wave of air rolled around, like a torrent of 10,000 tons pouring down, ploughing and sweeping holes, destroying and decaying, and rolling up countless broken stone slabs along the way.

"Good, so strong!"

The faces of several monks changed wildly, and they felt the majestic momentum rushing to their faces, like the waves of the river and the sea, and the rocks of the landslides!

"Oh no!

They wanted to retreat, but it was too late.

"Ahh

The attack of the four monks was destroyed in an instant, and the four of them were swept out in an instant, flying into the air like clouds and mist, and flew for nearly thirty meters before falling to the ground.

The monks at the gate of the temple in the distance also felt this tremendous force, and they were stunned one by one and retreated.

With a 'snap', the plaque of 'Huanglong Temple' hanging on the eaves fell to the ground.

The whole open space seemed to shake for it!

I saw that with Zhang Yang as the center, the fog in a radius of ten meters was rolling, white smoke was surging, and all the stone slabs were cracked, revealing the yellow soil below.

Everyone retreated to the temple gate in embarrassment.

"Thisβ€”Is this the power of a martial arts master?...

The monks lay on the ground, looking at Zhang Yang weakly, their eyes full of awe, as if ants looking up to humans.

Internal strength and chemical strength are only one word apart, but they are very different!

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