The senior brother was choked by Wang Ping's words, and looked at the bodies of the junior brothers on the ground, who were lying horizontally and vertically, and immediately a breath of fire was stuck on the dantian, the aura was congested, and the qi and blood were churning, and with the concentration of the senior brother, his eyes were directly black, and he fell to the ground and fainted in the next moment.

"Wang Ping! How can you be called a disciple of Buddhism!" The Seven Sons of Tianxing, who had been trained with great difficulty, were actually broken by Wang Ping's sword, plus all kinds of insults, even the master's concentration really had no way to endure it, and the aura on his body was agitated, and faintly, there was a Northern Lights flashing above the master's head. Even one of its fists turned the color of the Northern Lights.

The seven-colored aura on his body was even more oppressive on Wang Ping's body like a mountain and a sea.

The cultivation of the Huading realm was undoubtedly revealed at this moment.

"What a strong aura oppression!" Standing in the team of the two Zen temples, Tang Ming immediately gasped, even if the object of this aura oppression was not him, but he also had a very obvious feeling of suffocation.

Wang Ping took two steps back, no matter how talented he was and had a thirst for killing, Wang Ping at this time would definitely not be the opponent of this strong aura.

Sure enough, the third uncle moved in the next moment, and his figure flashed in the team of the two Zen temples, and then flew to Wang Ping's side, and with a wave of his sleeves, he resisted the surging aura of the master master.

"Seven-star old man, you must be too ungraceful. The third uncle sneered, and stood by Wang Ping's side like a protective umbrella to protect Wang Ping.

The master pointed to his nose, "I have no grace, this kid is murderous, arrogant and unreasonable, and beats my disciples like this, and today I talked about me with the master?"

"Master knows that the sword has no eyes, not to mention that this is on the right platform, you Seven Stars are willing to participate, what is wrong with my two Zen temples?"

The master looked at the abbot of Dajue from a distance, and then sneered, "Hahaha, volunteer to participate, is this the way you two Zen temples do things? ”

Saying that, the master waved his sleeves again, and then the colorful aura broke out again, and after that, the body of the seven sons of Tianxing who fell to the ground was pulled back.

Then another seven rays of light covered the body of the Seven Sons of the Heavenly Star, which was regarded as hanging the lives of the Seven Sons of the Heavenly Stars, but if they wanted the Seven Sons of the Heavenly Star to heal and wake up, I was afraid that they would have to take a good rest in the Seven Stars View.

The master master's gaze at the two Zen temples became more and more cold, obviously with a little hostility towards the two Zen temples.

Monk Dajue coughed, even though he wanted to sell the Seven Stars to save face at this time, but at this time, the process of the Seven Sons of the Heavenly Star attacking Wang Ping together had been seen by everyone present, and he couldn't talk nonsense!

He could only grit his teeth and sigh, and then set his eyes on the king

Ping's body, squinted his eyes, and said coldly, "Winner...... Two Zen Temples, Wang Ping!"

The abbot of Dajue spit out these words, and the whole person suddenly grew old, he shook his head, sighed again, and simply closed his eyes.

After a moment of silence, he said, "Let's continue playing." ”

Since the Seven Stars were eliminated all of a sudden, the remaining eleventh and twelve disciples naturally had to take over the vacant positions.

Under the continuous rotation of the golden sundial, the opponents of the fourth game have already made a choice.

Kiyomizu-ji Temple's nature, fighting, Vientiane Temple, quiet and void.

"Is this a monk?" Tang Ming touched his chin, this guy riding a green bull was definitely not as simple as it seemed on the surface. What kind of battle will this be?

Everyone involuntarily set their eyes on nature.

However, he was a little embarrassed to see this little monk riding a green ox, stopped snatching the wine gourd in the master's hand, and walked up to the battle platform with a smile on his face.

Compared with his alcoholic nature, Jingxu is a very regular little monk, wearing a spotless gray monk's robe, with his hands folded and a rosary hanging on his wrist, which is still a picture of Amitabha Buddha's actions.

"Please also ask the senior brother to give advice!" Jingxu bowed deeply to the nature that walked in front of him with a smile, and tried his best to show his etiquette to the extreme.

It's the nature of this rammer, seeing someone saluting him, he waved his sleeves directly and grandly, and then said with a smile: "Haha, Daoist friends are polite, rest assured, senior brother will definitely teach you well." ”

There was an uproar at the scene, and many puzzled eyes fell on the great monk of Qingshui Temple, and everyone was relieved to see that they were drinking and boxing with Uncle Seven.

With such an out-of-tune master, it's no wonder that the apprentice is so out of tune.

"Let's start!" Monk Dajue rubbed his eyebrows, always feeling that this year's Pingding Battle was particularly tired, his body was tired, and his heart was even more tired.

On the contrary, Tang Ming has been running the Shura Eye since his nature came to power, watching every movement and every step of his nature without blinking.

Sure enough, there were some clues in the pace of nature, and from the beginning of stepping on the opposite platform, Tianxing stepped on each step in the place corresponding to the three stars under the belt of Orion, leaving a brand of his own aura. I don't know what exactly this practice does, but it definitely has its own meaning.

Monk Jingxu is a particular person, at the beginning of the battle, he first took off the string of Buddhist beads on his wrist and put it in the corner of the platform, and then put a posture against nature, and rushed out, a straight fist, seemingly even, not fancy, but in fact, it contains the light of merit, and the Buddha that returns to the basics.

"It's the King Kong Demon Fist, I haven't seen such a pragmatic young man for many years!" As soon as this punch came out, the uncle of the temple supervisor behind the abbot of Dajue

His eyes shone a little.

Vajra Demon Fist is the basic boxing method of Buddhism, which is the most important foundation of Buddhism, and the top priority of all Buddhism.

When the uncle of the temple just entered the Buddhist family, the practice is this Vajra Buddha Demon Fist, and the uncle of the temple supervisor in order to comprehend the most classic Buddha from this Vajra Demon Boxing is against the cliff for three years. Therefore, the uncle of the temple supervisor later had a very deep affection for this kind of boxing. It's a pity that most of the disciples after him were impetuous, and there were fewer and fewer people who couldn't calm down and cultivate the foundation well.

Nature narrowed his eyes, then took a step back, and at this time he was stepping on the left star of the three stars under the belt, his heels floated, and the whole person shook, easily dodging Jingxu's fist.

"Demon legs!" Jing Xuan turned around, and his legs and feet mixed with golden light came towards the waist of Nature.

The simple side kick seemed to be transformed under the control of the silence.

After an instant, Nature's one hand slapped on Jingxu's thigh, projecting his body into the sky with Jingxu's force.

Tang Ming's eyes lit up, at that moment just now, how could his natural movements be a little drunk?

It's a little strange, Tang Ming groped his chin, and a pair of eyes fell on the feet of nature, sure enough, every step of nature moved around the movement trajectory of Samsung, which seemed to be out of order, but as early as the moment he left a mark on the platform, the outcome had already been decided.

Sure enough, in the following time, Jingxu continued to use the Vajra Demon Fist to attack, but none of them could really cause damage to nature.

As time passed, Jingxu's Vajra Demon Fist had already swung a thousand and six times, and at this moment, Jingxu once again used the strength of his body to punch out. When it was panting, sweating profusely, he squatted on the ground.

The beads of sweat that fell on the ground like rain wet the floor tiles, and at this moment, there was no more aura in the quiet body that could be mobilized, and all that was left was weakness and fatigue.

During the whole process, nature didn't even move his hand, and Jingxu couldn't move for half a minute.

"Huh. Senior brother is really a good means, I Jingxu obeyed!" Jingxu got up from the ground with great difficulty, but sat on the ground weakly, opened his mouth and looked at the man opposite who looked particularly dazzling in the sun, and smiled bitterly.

He knew that at this time, he could not say that he was the opponent of becoming a senior brother of nature, and it was difficult to do it even if he tried his best to touch his nature.

"Daoyou agreed, but it was just a little clever trick, and it couldn't be compared with the Vajra Demon Fist created by the great power. With a gentlemanly nature, he pulled Jingxu up from the ground, the corners of his mouth

Always uplift with a polite smile.

Tang Ming's gaze still fell on Nature, even at this last moment, Nature's footsteps did not leave Orion, and the belt was directly opposite the three stars.

This shows that the nature must be much deeper than it seems on the surface, that is, at the last moment when Jingxu has exhausted the aura in his body, he also tries his best to leave himself behind!

Jingxu smiled, and walked down the platform with the last strength, and when he walked to the Vientiane Temple, in front of his master, he fell vertically, not to mention getting up and walking, at this time, his nature, even if he moved a finger, he didn't have the strength to move a finger.

That was real exhaustion, in this battle, Jing Xuan had done his best, maybe in the future, when his cultivation of the Vajra Demon Fist was really completed, he would be able to stand on the same level as his nature.

"It's really a god, you can defeat your opponent without attacking in the whole game, is there such a way to win?" someone began to whisper, of course, there were many people talking about it, this station nature will win so easily, in fact, it has nothing to do with nature itself, but his opponent, Jing Xuan is really too weak.

(End of chapter)

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