"Ghost hand, you step back first!"

Fang Bai's voice suddenly sounded in his ears. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Hearing this, the ghost hand didn't dare to hesitate, his feet slid back, his body retreated, and at the same time, he saw that Master Fang Bai had already taken his place.

"If you want to stand in the way of our master and apprentice, you are still a little behind!"

At the same time as Fang Bai's voice sounded, he pushed forward with a palm of his hand, and met the powerful Vajra hand that Jue Ming struck with all his might.

"Arrogance!"

Jue Ming saw that Fang Bai's palm was relaxed and casual, and he didn't look like he was facing a great enemy at all, so he clearly didn't put himself in his eyes, and couldn't help but snort angrily.

Bang -

The two of them touched each other with their palms, and the two True Yuan that suddenly burst out violently collided together, making a loud thunderous sound, and the space where Fang Bai and Jue Ming were standing trembled for a moment.

The ghost hands and the four Shaolin monks who were watching the battle from a distance were also shocked by the blood and qi, and their ears roared, and they had to run the exercises to gather the true yuan to resist the impact of the sound waves generated after the collision of the true yuan.

The sound wave was followed by an even more powerful True Element Shockwave.

The True Yuan Shock Wave centered on the palms of the two people, carrying a force of destruction and destruction, surging in all directions.

The welcome pavilion couldn't withstand the impact force at first, and after trembling for a while, it finally collapsed in all directions.

The ghost hand and the four Shaolin warrior monks sensed that the power of the Zhenyuan shock wave was something they could not resist, so they had to retreat a few feet back again to avoid the edge for the time being.

The two people who fought against each other did not retreat because of the power of Zhenyuan's shock, but stood motionless, as if this time they were fighting each other, the two were chess opponents, evenly matched, and no one took advantage.

However, if you look closely, you will find that Jueming's whole body is trembling slightly and rapidly, his face is flushed, and a wisp of blood slowly overflows from the corner of his mouth.

Jueming's appearance, as long as he is a martial artist, he can know at a glance that he has suffered internal wounds, and the injury is not light.

Jue Ming was hurt.

The palm of the two of them just now, a majestic True Yuan from Fang Bai's palm, instantly defeated Jueming's True Yuan, and then overwhelmingly oppressed, engulfing and submerging his entire person.

At that moment, Jueming seemed to be hit the chest by a 10,000-pound giant hammer, his eyes were black, and a mouthful of blood gushed out, and then Zhenyuan did not continue, and he was burned inside, and his whole body was as uncomfortable as if he had fallen apart.

Jue Ming tried to gather the ragged True Yuan, but he couldn't do anything, knowing that at this time, he was like a fish on a chopping board, he could only be slaughtered, and Fang Bai's desire to kill him was as simple as killing an ant.

Only then did Jue Ming know that Fang Bai was arrogant and had his arrogant capital.

Although his cultivation is in the same realm as the young man in front of him, his combat power is too far behind him.

This young man's cultivation must be a high-level exercise, otherwise how could his combat power surpass him so much?

"Ghost hand, let's go up the mountain!"

Fang Bai defeated Jue Ming with one palm, making him temporarily lose his combat power, as if he had done a trivial matter, and after greeting the ghost hand, he walked out of the ruins of the welcoming living room and walked towards the pine mountain where Shaolin was located.

The ghost hand strode to follow, looking at Fang Bai's straight and majestic back, his eyes revealing incomparable admiration.

The four Shaolin warriors who followed Jueming down the mountain looked at each other and wanted to intercept Fang Bai, but were stopped by Jueming.

"Forget Huiyuan, let them go up the mountain! You four can't stop it!"

Jue Ming's eyes looked at Fang Bai's free and easy figure with complicated eyes, and his expression was full of bitterness.

The six elders of Shaolin One Pavilion, One Courtyard, Four Halls, all of them are powerful and famous in China, and they are the senior-level figures admired by the warriors in the ancient martial arts world.

But now, he, the elder of the dignified and well-known guest hall, actually lost to a little-known hairy boy about twenty years old, and he was so badly defeated that he really had no face to see people.

"Alas...... The back waves of the Yangtze River push the front waves!"

Jue Ming sighed gloomily, took out a few healing pills prepared by Shaolin himself, took them, meditated cross-legged on the spot, and began to heal.

"Jue Ming's old monk is a ground-level beginner martial artist, and he was actually defeated by one move...... This Fang Bai, I seem to have underestimated him a little before!"

Behind a row of trees hundreds of meters away, Long said with a surprised expression.

"Fang Bai won very easily, I guess he has at least a mid-level strength at the ground level!, alas, he is the same age as me, but his cultivation is beyond me by a big realm...... There is no heavenly reason!"

The dragon girl put down the binoculars in her hand, and there was a look of frustration on her pretty face.

She is about the same age as Fang Bai, she has Xuan-level mid-level strength, and in the ancient martial arts world of Huaxia, she is also a proud woman of the sky, but compared to Fang Bai, she is overshadowed.

The dragon said with a shocking smile: "Why, the dragon girl who has always been unconvinced has also confessed?"

The dragon girl said listlessly: "It's not okay if you don't admit it! It's too difficult to catch up with a big realm gap! In the future, the title of the first master of the young generation of 'Long Wei' will no longer belong to me." ”

Long shocked the sky and said: "You don't have to be arrogant! Our 'Dragon Guard' also has a strong inheritance, when you reach the ground level, I will pass on your higher cultivation techniques, and then you still have hope to catch up with Shangbai!"

The dragon girl sighed: "Grandpa, you said that the road of martial arts, the higher you go, the more difficult it becomes, if I want to reach the ground level, I'm afraid there is no hope in three or five years......"

Long shocked the sky and said: "The most taboo thing for a martial artist to cultivate is to be impetuous and impatient, but to take it step by step, and never strive for success overnight......"

"Grandpa, you've said these words countless times! I can hear the calluses coming to my ears...... Well, I'll brace myself and work hard to catch up with the white one day sooner!"

"Haha...... Well, young people must be ambitious! This is my amazing granddaughter!"

"Oh, Master and Apprentice Fang Bai have already arrived on the mountain, let's go quickly!"

"Remember my words, after entering Shaolin, keep your mouth in check, don't speak out easily, lest you be discovered. Shaolin has been inherited for nearly 2,000 years, and Patriarch Bodhidharma is an amazing master, maybe there will be a powerful inheritance of exercises, and it is still very possible to create a few super masters!"

"Grandpa, you say, will there be a heaven-level martial artist like you in Shaolin?"

"I asked Shaolin Abbot Jueren this question, but the old monk just refused to say it. Anyway, I suspect that there should be an existence like me in Shaolin, maybe only when the life and death of Shaolin are at stake, such a master will appear!"

"Oh, if there really is a heaven-level martial artist, wouldn't Fang Bai suffer a loss?"

"Why are you so nervous? Are you concerned about Fang Bai?"

“……”

"It's normal to care. Fang Bai's kid is an amazing young hero, and only a character like him can make a proud woman like you tempted...... Hey hey ......"

"Grandpa......"

"Hahaha...... I'll just talk about it casually...... Huh, why are you blushing?"

"Grandpa, tell me again...... I'll ignore you in the future!"

"Don't say it! Let's go!"

Two figures swept out from behind the trees, turned into a wisp of smoke, and circled to the northern foot of Matsuyama, as light as apes, and climbed towards the steep and steep summit.

Ten minutes later, two figures hid on a thousand-year-old tree with dense branches and leaves on the top of the mountain, standing on the thick trunk of the ancient tree, through the gap between the leaves, you can overlook the entire Shaolin.

(PS: Asking for votes!!) (To be continued.) )