"Master!"

"Where's your brother?"

"Senior brother said that he had a lot of insights from yesterday's war, and went back to the temple to practice first!"

Although he was very curious about what kind of kung fu the golden cicada defeated yesterday, but since he had already returned to the temple, he would wait until he returned to the temple to ask, thinking of this, another doubt arose, "Why didn't I think of asking about this last night?"

"Master, it's your turn!" Jin Lingzi reminded in a low voice. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Fang Zheng came back to his senses, "What did you say?"

"Master, it's time for you to take the stage. Hearing what Jin Lingzi said, and then looking at the martial arts colleagues and Shaolin heroes from all over the country, he couldn't help but blush, and he couldn't help but blush, and he proclaimed a Buddha horn "flying" to the stage.

"I can't imagine that a master like a master outside the world would be interested in this kind of secular dispute!"

"Amitabha! Although Lao Qu is an outsider, he is also a person who practices martial arts, and it is normal for us martial arts people to compete in martial arts!"

"Today, I admire three and a half people, the master's high-sounding words have no sense of disobedience, and my admiration for you has increased a few points out of thin air!"

Fang Zheng was even more embarrassed, and opened the topic: "I can understand this admiration for three or four, I don't know what the reason for this half?"

"Great monk, you have studied the Yijin Sutra intensively, and your internal strength has been perfected, but you are kind-hearted and humble, not as arrogant as the old man, that is what I have always admired, you are one!"

Fang Zheng said: "Don't dare to be!"

"However, among the people I admire, the ranking of the great monk is not yet the first. The first martial arts figure in the world that I admired was the fairy who was shocked by a sword in the imperial city back then, but it is a pity that he has only had a glimpse of it in the imperial city for decades. ”

"Amitabha, the fairy I faction that the donor said is recorded, and it should be the predecessor of the Emei faction of Zhou Zhiruo!"

"Thank you, master, for solving my confusion for many years!"

"You don't have to be polite, I don't know ......"

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Zhu Yu: "The two of you should fight quickly! Don't miss the auspicious time!"

Fang Zheng didn't say anything when he said it, and let me do it was not at all as arrogant as he said, people were under the roof, and they had to bow their heads!

"Great monk, take the call!" said the swift palm technique of a thunderous blow.

Fang Zheng was also unpretentious, and immediately slapped out a palm, this palm move was ordinary, but in the middle of the palm, it suddenly shook slightly, and when it landed, one palm became two palms, two palms became four palms, and four palms became eight palms. I blurted out: "A thousand hands are like palms!"

As soon as the words fell, Ren Xing avoided his edge and turned to Fang Zheng's right shoulder. Fang Zheng's left palm pierced out from the bottom of his right palm, still shaking slightly, and the palm shadow of one to two and two to four flew. Ren Xing jumped up and returned two palms.

The group of heroes in the audience stared carefully, breathtaking, but seeing that the palm of the master of Fang Zheng is unpredictable, each palm strikes, just halfway, has become several directions, the palm is so fantastic, it is unseen in life. The palm of any of my lines is very simple, and it seems to be quite suffocating and stiff, but no matter how unpredictable the palm of Fang Zheng is, as soon as the palm power of any of my lines is delivered, he will change his tricks, it seems that the two are equal, and their skills are all enemies.

The group of heroes looked at it for a while, only to see that Ren Xing suddenly pushed out with both palms, Master Fang Zheng took three steps back, and then saw Master Fang Zheng's left palm draw a few circles, and the right palm slapped sharply, up and down, left and right, a few shots, let me take a step back, and then take a few more shots, let me take another step back.

Zuo Lengchan thought to himself: "Fortunately, it is Master Fang Zheng who is right to do anything, otherwise he has this seemingly clumsy and ingenious palm technique, but the Great Songyang Divine Palm of this sect is not easy to deal with." Compared with it, it seems that the tricks are too many and there are too many changes, so it is not as good as one point of his palm, not as good as the rest. ”

Xiang Wentian thought: "The martial arts of the Shaolin School have been famous for thousands of years, and they really live up to their reputation. Although Master Fang Zheng's 'Thousand Hands Like Palm' palm technique is complicated, if the skill is not dispersed, it is really difficult. If I am taught to meet it, I have to work hard with him, and the palm technique is better than his. ”

The ambitions of the group are also confirmed by their own martial arts and the palms of the two.

Different from everyone's confirmation, Zhu Yin sighed in his heart, "I don't know when I will be able to fully comprehend the Flying Immortal Sword Intent, what is the use of their exquisite palm technique? Let him change in any way, I only need one sword! It's a pity that ......"

Finally confirmed, the situation on the field changed, Fang Zheng was old after all, and after a long fight, Fang Zheng's palm was a little slow. Seeing this, I immediately attacked a few palms, and when I split to the fourth palm, I suddenly felt that my right arm was slightly numb when I closed my palm, and the internal force was slightly sluggish, and I couldn't help but be shocked, knowing that this was the interference of my own internal force, and sighed in my heart: "Why is the internal strength of the Yijin Jing practiced by this old monk so powerful? ”

Knowing that if he continued to fight, the opponent's profound internal strength advantage would be brought into play, and the situation would become more and more unfavorable to him.

Ren Xing only felt that he had encountered kraft candy, although it was soft, but it was extremely tenacious, and he used the "Star Absorbing Dafa", but he couldn't absorb the slightest internal force from him, and he was surprised in his heart.

From the blessing to the unparalleled, the disaster is not a single line. Ignoring the problem that the True Qi Counter Devouring had not been solved, he forcibly used the Star Absorbing Dafa, but as a result, not only did he not get the first opportunity and some advantages, but instead attracted the True Qi Retaliation, and immediately a mouthful of blood spurted out without pretentiousness.

The heroes were stunned, and Fang Zheng was also stunned, "Isn't it evenly matched?

Different from the bewildered Fang Zheng, Ren Wuxing looked like he was crazy at this time, and his expression was as if he had encountered something extremely terrifying, and finally he stretched out his palm and was about to slap his Tianling Gai with a palm.

Seeing that I was going to die, Fang Zheng no longer waited, but rushed forward to stop it, and at the last moment, Fang Zheng blocked his right hand that was about to be cut off by himself, but unexpectedly, the left hand of Ren Xing was a rabbit and fell, and he clicked on several big points around Fang Zheng's body.

The evidence that couldn't move immediately suddenly said, "Let the donor fight wits but not strength, but it is the old man who loses!" There is no anger at being deceived.

"The master is really a generation of grandmasters, this kind of mental cultivation, let me do it, I admire it in my heart!" he said that he bowed respectfully, and also relieved his pain while bending over. Although the True Qi Regurgitation was almost healed after spitting blood from the mouth, the pain was inevitable.

The conversation between the two also solved the doubts of the group of heroes, although he was a little disdainful of the merciful means of the master of the Quasi-Fang Certificate, but he had to admire his wit and courage, even if he knew that the other party would help, how many people had the courage to take action and cut it off on their own?