"Hum~"

A deep and low metal impact sound crashed into the hearts of the onlookers, like the bell of the Zhongshan Temple in the twilight, and like the thunderous drum on the ancient battlefield. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Is that a spiritual artifact?!"

Lin Xiaotong's beautiful eyes widened, looking at the golden oval halo that appeared around the qualitative Zen master, and blurted out the doubt in his heart.

"It's a spiritual artifact, a purple gold bowl!"

Lin Xiaofeng spoke quickly, and when he answered, he didn't look at his sister beside him, but completely focused on the field.

Wu Dingguo, who was closest to the battlefield, subconsciously took half a step back, and his body involuntarily stimulated a faint halo of gangqi, in fact, the sound of bells and drums just now did shake his primordial spirit.

Yu Wei is still like this, and the situation faced by the black monk in the field can be imagined.

However, Wu Dingguo subconsciously felt sorry for Xu Xingkong at this moment, in the bottom of his heart Wu Ding thought that Xu Xingkong's attack strategy was wrong, although it was not said that it was long with a short attack, but he chose the wrong direction of attack, as an elder of Pure Land Zen Buddhism, needless to say, Zen's determination is definitely second to none, not to mention that the black monk practiced the most test of the will of the King Kong Fist, Xu Xingkong chose the Yuan Shen attack, just hit the strongest place of the black monk, plus the black monk is hiding the Pure Land Zen Soul Treasure Purple Gold Bowl, Xu Xingkong's blow is estimated to be nothing good。

And judging from the lethality of the buzz just now, it seems that Xu Xingkong's attacks have all rebounded, I am afraid that there is no effective damage or even interference to the black monk, so next, is it the turn of the black monk to fight back?

But the changes in the field made Wu Dingguo a little surprised, because the black monk did not take the opportunity to counterattack as he judged, and Xu Xingkong, who was invisible, did not continue to attack, let alone launch a mouth cannon, and both of them seemed to have chosen a solid strategy.

However, the three members of the Standing Committee of the Buddhist Sect who were watching the ceremony did not see it that way, and they all looked at each other in unison, and they all hid the same shock and uneasiness in the depths of their eyes.

Wu Dingguo is not a person in Buddhism, although he has studied with the qualitative monk many times, but still has not accurately distinguished, the aftermath of the Yuanshen attack that spread with the bell just now is actually a complete Buddhist exercise, which shows that after the qualitative monk sacrificed the purple gold bowl known as the secret treasure of defense, he did not block Xu Xingkong's attack, but carried out an ineffective active defensive hedge in vain.

With this judgment, and then looking at the qualitative monk with a stagnant body, the three Buddhist monks can probably guess in their hearts that at this moment, it is not that the qualitative Zen master does not want to counterattack, but that he can't counterattack, maybe he is desperately resisting Xu Xingkong's Yuanshen offensive at this time, and Xu Xingkong is not moving, which just confirms this, and the battle between the two sides has now entered the Yuanshen level.

Of course, such a result is not enough to make these three old cadres uneasy, the victory or defeat of the qualitative Zen master in this battle is actually a prediction for these three, and it can even be clearly seen from the practice of the Pure Land Zen Buddhism, the Pure Land Zen Buddhism itself does not have any confidence in this competition, so the qualitative Zen master will be defeated, or even a crisp defeat will not surprise them.

What really shocked and uneasy them was precisely the isolation enchantments that most of the people present didn't think were strange, yes, they were the ones that Xu Xingkong had arranged unhurriedly at the beginning.

Because those enchantments were by no means ordinary isolation enchantments, at least, the three old monks asked themselves that they couldn't arrange them.

What made the three old monks uneasy was that they couldn't understand this enchantment, which showed that Xu Xingkong or Yushan Yuzhai had mastered a theoretical system that they didn't know and put it into practice.

The new theoretical system represents a change in the inherent spell theory, and the balance of power formed by the original spell theory will also be quickly broken.

If it is only one or a few breakthroughs in spells, then it will never shake the entire power structure, but an effective breakthrough in the theoretical system will inevitably bring a huge wave of innovation, and the technologically backward will inevitably be eliminated.

And Xu Xingkong first forced Dinghui Zen Master to death in a violent way, and then took the opportunity of the competition to show the new spell theory he mastered in a high-profile manner, this will definitely not be Yushan Yuzhai's bluff to make a mystery, but really show their swords to them.

Maybe the previous judgment was really wrong, and this day has become faster than expected!

These many thoughts were only for a moment, and the situation in the field had changed.

Xu Xingkong's relaxed voice came again:

"Master, I'll let you attack once, so that you won't be able to say that I can't win. ”

The black monk's eyes widened violently, and he hesitated for a moment and said:

"If you can take the poor monk without falling down, the poor monk should admit defeat. ”

Xu Xingkong smiled:

"Of course, it's fine, but you've got to hit me. ”

After that, Xu Xingkong actually emerged from the void, smiling and standing less than ten meters away from the black monk, looking very relaxed and casual, where it seemed that he was engaged in a high-intensity battle, he seemed to be chatting with an old friend.

Stretching out his palm and beckoning, Xu Xingkong said to the puffing black monk:

"Don't miss. ”

The black monk snorted, and he didn't know if his dark skin was already congested, and in the boos of the melon-eating crowd who lowered their voices, the black monk took a step forward, and his figure appeared two meters away from Xu Xingkong as if he had stepped into space, and then the black monk sat on his horse with a heavy waist, and with a loud shout, a seemingly fancy, decent punch blasted towards Xu Xingkong's chest.

The melon-eating people with good eyes will notice that the black monk's fist is dazzling when it starts from the waist, like a small sun, but as the fist rushes forward, the light becomes darker and darker, from bright white to bright yellow, and then from bright yellow to dark gold, and finally faintly turns into purple and black, and in front of the monk's big fist, a distorted space area is being quickly pushed forward.

Punch through the void!

This is the true sense of the fist to break through the void, the highest state of martial arts, is to use one's own fist to break the structure of the material world, induce changes in the level of the primordial spirit, and then in turn use the structural changes of the primordial spirit world to change the reality of the material world.

Those who saw it couldn't help but hold their breath, secretly calculating in their hearts how to defend against this punch that broke the structure of the material world if they stood in Xu Xingkong's position.

In fact, no one in the melon-eating crowd present dared to take this punch head-on, even Wu Dingguo, he felt that he should be able to avoid the real attack, avoid the edge of this punch, and only by attacking the side or guerrilla can he defuse the violent blow of the black monk that has accumulated the strength of his whole body.

The three old monks in the audience all shook their heads secretly, this punch seems ordinary, but it is true that it is dangerous, but, in their opinion, this punch is more like a declaration, a kind of final proof of honor, in other words, the qualitative Zen master has admitted defeat in his heart, no matter what the result of this punch, the qualitative Zen master will declare his defeat.

Lin Xiaofeng quickly turned his head sideways, and at the same time reached out to hold his sister's hand that was a little too nervous, and said in a low voice:

"Xingkong has already won, and I'm afraid that this punch won't even touch the corner of Xingkong's clothes. ”

Lin Xiaotong was stunned for a moment, and then his originally stiff body suddenly relaxed, and he chuckled and said:

"Oh, yes, I've already won, hehe. ”

Lin Xiaofeng pursed his lips and smiled lightly, and then turned his head to look at the field, the qualitative Zen master's punch had reached the end, as the qualitative Zen master's arm straightened, the forward fist suddenly stopped, but the twisted and tumbling space did not stop, but rushed towards Xu Xingkong's chest at a faster speed.

Xu Xingkong didn't seem to see this terrible fist that rushed towards his chest, he looked at the imposing qualitative Zen master with a smile, and he didn't plan to defend or dodge at all, was he ready to use his chest to carry the full force of the qualitative Zen master?

But that's too big, isn't it!?

Some people who don't know why can't help but exclaim, and even people who really understand are a little nervous, even if my sister is very sure that she has won Xu Xingkong just now, Lin Xiaotong still opened her mouth wide when she saw this, and her body tightened again, and the whole person put on a very strange look, as if she was about to get up and call out at the moment when she was given by a spell.

Under the surprised gaze of everyone, the fist suddenly slowed down after entering the one-meter range of Xu Xingkong.

The fist was still twisted, emitting a purple-black dangerous light, but the speed that had been like lightning suddenly decreased, as if someone had pressed the slow forward switch.

Slowly but firmly flew towards Xu Xingkong's chest, as he continued to approach Xu Xingkong, the volume seemed to be getting smaller and smaller, and the light was getting weaker and weaker, and finally, there was still about a foot away from Xu Xingkong's chest, and the original basketball-sized boxing had become the size of a ping-pong ball, and in the blink of an eye, there was only a small flame the size of a soybean.

Xu Xingkong pursed his lips and blew lightly, and the small flame the size of a bean was extinguished, and at the same time, the pride and undefeated reputation of the qualitative Zen master were extinguished.

There was silence.

After a while, Xu Xingkong suddenly smiled softly:

"Hehe... Master, you lost. ”

"So, what kind of barrier is that?"

"Hmm... How to put it, to put it simply, this is a new type of compound enchantment, and the master of the main trait should have also discovered it, yes, this is a space-related enchantment. ”

"No, it's not, you're lying, where the poor monk's fist gang mind can reach, the fist gang can play its full role, and it has nothing to do with distance. ”

"But Master, can your mind ignore space? I'm talking about space--Yuan.Spirit.Space!"

"Shhh

It was not only the qualitative Zen master who gasped, but all those who understood what Xu Xingkong was talking about were shocked almost at the same time.

It is not difficult to return to reality with the void, but it is extremely difficult to shine the void into the real world, that is to say, Xu Xingkong's spell just now created a special phenomenon in which the real world and the Yuan Spirit world split and exist at the same time, but the problem is that this thing is not scientific!