Fang Sheng struck out with a palm, and his power suddenly soared, his originally old and thin face looked very solemn, and the energy around his body soared......

Su Chen only felt that a thick wall was pressed in all directions, the air was constantly squeezing and tearing, and before the palm wind arrived, he felt that the place he was in was completely empty by the old monk's palm, and his breathing was not very smooth. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Good palm technique, this is the King Kong Prajna palm that is said to be deeper and more powerful!" Su Chen listened to the angry howl of the palm wind and the power of the attack from all sides, and opened his mouth to praise.

The seventy-two stunts of the Shaolin Temple did not disappoint him, and he could always get various essences from them to supplement his knowledge.

It is said that in order to achieve great success, one must have a wisdom root, and not only must the Dharma be profound, but it will also require decades of hard work.

Shaolin martial arts is not very good at this point, and it is decades at every turn.

It's no wonder that no matter what kind of kung fu they have, the older they get, the more powerful they are.

Monk Fang Sheng has a lot of white beards, not to mention whether he has a wisdom root or not, just by virtue of this age, it is very amazing.

"Old monk, do you think I broke the hard touch of Poloye's fingers? So I specially used this kind of palm technique, which is known for its strong internal strength, and wanted me to block it, I would definitely not be able to block it, but I was wrong!"

When Su Chen saw the palm of the hand, he understood Fang Sheng's plan, and his fingers did not change the form of the sword, and he gently drew it.

In the eyes of others, the palm power of the mixed element is divided into countless intervals in him.

The sword fingers with a slight golden light crossed a strange trajectory, and everyone's ears seemed to hear the sound of "bang", like a sharp knife cutting through the cloth.

Fang Sheng's palm was like a mountain wind sweeping through the treetops, as if he had met a natural enemy, blowing straight through Su Chen's body, only blowing the hair on his forehead.

"How is it possible! Doesn't it mean that King Kong is extremely powerful when he makes a move, and his ability to break gold and iron, how can he be like a breeze in front of Divine Doctor Su, and he can't pose the slightest threat at all?"

"What kind of swordsmanship is this, which can tear the internal force apart like cloth? Illusory and intangible things can also be broken as tangible things. ”

The Sea Sand Gang, Pan Roar and the others were all dumbfounded.

They thought that Su San would be very strong, thinking that he was already one of the few masters in the world, and few martial arts could deal with him.

Although they had overestimated as much as possible, these Jianghu tycoons still didn't expect Su Chen's shot to be so amazing.

Even if it is the seventy-two Shaolin stunts, it is easy to break clean in his hands, and there is no sense of hardship.

Taishan Tiansong Dao Chang sighed on the side: "I have long heard that the Huashan faction has a divine swordsmanship, which can break all the martial arts in the world, and it is known as everything. ”

Since encountering strong enemies several times and losing face, Tianmen is no longer very worried about his martial arts, but this time the leader of the team is Tianbai Daoist, who is also his junior brother.

Tianbai has never looked down on his senior brother, and when he heard Tiansong speak, he said with some disdain: "Senior brother, don't be too envious of the martial arts of the Huashan faction, our Taishan faction doesn't also have a swordsmanship that claims to break everything, as long as you practice your own kung fu, you can run rampant in the rivers and lakes." ”

Tiansong Dao Chang glanced at his junior brother in surprise, but he didn't speak again.

Tianbai has been practicing in the mountains for many years, although the swordsmanship and martial arts are strong, but because he rarely walks the rivers and lakes, he has not suffered setbacks, but he is arrogant and arrogant, and no one is convinced.

Some people, some martial arts, if they don't face it personally, they can't see how powerful they are.

is like Master Fang Sheng on the field, as well as Su San in a big red robe.

The two of them made an understatement, and they were already separated, but Tianbai was unaware.

"Hasn't he heard that Senior Brother Tianmen didn't take the sword surnamed Su, but he was too arrogant. ”

"You say yes, that's it. Tiansong smiled faintly and did not argue.

In fact, he was not in the mood to argue, he was engrossed in watching the competition on the field, and he had no time to be distracted.

After Su Chen's sword finger broke through the palm of the Prajna, Monk Fang Sheng became cautious.

The energy contained in his palm, like a mountain and a mountain, was all harvested into a strand, rolling up and down his body.

Between the palm shadows flying, he played a set of sophisticated and complicated moves, hidden deep behind the palm, and made ten moves in response to one move.

Su Chen laughed and said, "Master Fang Sheng, I'm still waiting for you to attack, see how powerful the Shaolin stunt is, you can't get back the Yijin Sutra by defending like this." ”

If you don't attack, I'll attack.

Su Chen saw that Fang Sheng didn't have any wonderful exercises, and he didn't fight for a long time, so he rushed forward with a stride, just like a villager fighting, and slammed it over without any tricks.

"Broken Jade Fist!"

Yue Buqun's eyes lit up, his body leaned forward slightly, and he watched Su Chen punch with full attention.

"This punch is the artistic conception of breaking stones and jade, but the angle and direction of the shot are completely wrong, it seems to be uncertain, and there is no definite target for attack. ”

He was very puzzled, but out of the corner of his eye, he saw that his wife Ning Zhong was also puzzled, thinking that since this disciple went up the mountain, there have always been strange tricks, and it turned out to be very useful later.

Yue Buqun didn't jump to conclusions this time, but he was shocked by Su Chen's endless tricks these days.

As long as it is different from what he thinks, there must be a reason for him, and he thinks so.

He couldn't figure it out, he couldn't understand the tricks, but Ling Hu Chong, who was standing aside and had no sense of existence, understood it.

"What is this Jade Breaking Fist? It is clearly one of the 'Qi Breaking Style' of the Dugu Nine Swords handed down by Uncle Fengtai, I didn't expect to be able to use my fists to fight it, this is something I can't do." ”

"No wonder Uncle Feng once said that martial arts are practiced to a certain level, but they are not limited to moves, weapons, fists and feet, as long as they attack, they will succeed, no matter what move the opponent makes. ”

When Fang Sheng saw this punch, he breathed a sigh of relief.

He has been wandering the rivers and lakes for many years, how can he not have seen the Huashan Foundation Boxing Method 'Breaking Jade Boxing', and even use it.

At this time, when he saw Su Chen making a move, he laughed and said: "Su Shaoxia, you can't help but look down on Lao Qu too much, come out with a sword, with such a tattered fist technique, you can't help me." ”

"Really, then let's try the 'Tattered Fist Technique'!" Su Chen snorted, the fist had already touched Fang Sheng's subtle palms, and it suddenly accelerated.

With a "bang", the fist flashed between Fang Sheng's palms with a jade-colored luster, and a dull loud sound of "bang" hit Fang Sheng's chest.

"Wow......"

"This is not a Jade Breaking Fist!" Fang Sheng shouted angrily.

He was beaten by this punch and his chest was tight and short of breath, although he had the strength of Prajna Qi to protect his body, he still felt unbearable, but for the first time in his heart, he lost confidence in his palm finger method.

"Who said that it is not a broken jade fist, a broken mountain and a broken jade, unstoppable. Su Chen punched his hand, feeling as if he was hitting a thick cowhide, knowing that Monk Fang Sheng was not injured.

He was not discouraged, he just smiled and said, "Take me another punch!"

One more step and one punch of progress.

The punch didn't stop, it was progress again, and the right hand continued to strike.

"Bang bang" two crisp sounds, like the sound of firecrackers.

Su Chen's two punches were crisp and neat, and they didn't seem to be too strong, but Fang Sheng couldn't hold on any longer.

The phantom palm in his hand had been shattered, and he staggered back with two moves, retreating seven or eight steps, leaning against a big tree behind him.

The tree was slammed by his massive body, and it snapped apart with a "click".

Su Chen stopped attacking, stood with his hands in his hands, and said with a smile: "Master Fang Sheng, do you still want to fight?"

Fang Sheng struggled to stand up straight, and before he could speak, he opened his mouth and spurted out a mouthful of blood, and said miserably: "Since the old man has failed, of course he has no shame to continue to ask for the "Yijin Sutra", Su Shaoxia, listen to my advice, that magic skill is not cultivated by Buddhism, but it cannot be practiced. ”

"This doesn't bother the master, Su loves to observe the world's martial arts, whether to practice or not depends on his mind, I am not difficult for you, so I have to come from afar, it is better to stay here, and wait for today, and then take away the "Yijin Sutra". ”

Su Chen said lightly, he is not two hundred and five, of course he doesn't want to offend Shaolin Temple to death, although he is not afraid, but it is also unnecessary.

As long as you have read it and learned it, it makes no difference whether you keep the original "Yijin Jing" or not.

Originally let Fang Sheng take back Yi Jin, not only established his prestige, but also did a favor.

But it kills two birds with one stone.

In this way, even if he is the abbot of Shaolin, he can't say half a word, he has to swallow his grievances into his stomach, and he has to praise the benevolence and righteousness of Huashan Su Divine Doctor.

Sure enough, Fang Sheng showed a look of surprise on his face, and asked, "Is this true? Then it will bother Doctor Su, and ask Mr. Yue not to dislike the evil guest of Lao Wei, and he will make up for the congratulatory gift later, thinking that he will make amends." ”

He clasped his fists and saluted Yue Buqun from afar, and had the hope of getting his wish fulfilled, so he naturally had to be subdued, and Fang Sheng's kung fu was even better than his martial arts.

"Master is polite!" Yue Buqun smiled with a smile.

This is what he wants to see the most.

Although Su Chen greatly lost Shaolin's face, which made him feel comfortable, he was really a little hairy in his heart, but it was really his experience over the years that he had long lost much confidence.

After a few words, the atmosphere in the venue was harmonious again, and gradually there was a festive flavor.

Su Chen was about to greet Ren Yingying and let her go to the back hall to stay with the little junior sister.

After all, she is the Holy Aunt of the Demon Sect, and she has a dirty relationship with the Shaolin Sect, so it is very inappropriate to stay where she is at this time.

Before he could open his mouth, he heard another salute from the door.

"The leader of the Songshan Sect Left Alliance presents a bell in the mountains and rivers, thinking that he is congratulating!"

"Send the bell!"

The noisy Wushuang Hall was suddenly so quiet that it could be heard.

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Because I'm a little tired after work today.,I slept for a while.,It's late to update.,Sorry.,This chapter has more words...... (To be continued.) )