"Mighty King Kong Finger?" Qin Potian said in surprise. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info It's too late to avoid the palm. Shaolin Mighty King Kong fingers do not seem to open and close like the palm of the gods, and they are magnificent. Its essence is refinement and profit. If the internal strength of the two people is not much different, the palm and fingering are opposite, but I am afraid that the person who uses the palm will inevitably be broken and hurt the tendons.

But Qin Potian had to face each other with his palm, but he was not the one who was willing to suffer, and waved his fist with the other hand. Knowing that Qin Potian would be like this, he had already prepared the Divine Palm to take the next punch. Making different martial arts with both hands at the same time is a rather difficult trick to learn in martial arts, and it is only a little bit learned. The powerful King Kong fingers were about to pierce the palm, but at this time, Qin Potian suddenly smashed a hammer over, knowing where he thought that Qin Potian would make this move. This finger was about to abolish Qin Potian's right hand, but this hammer came, so he had no choice but to withdraw his finger and turn his palm directly into his Heavenly Spirit Gai. Qin Potian didn't retreat, and the head hammer still smashed forward. It was clear that the palm of his hand was fatally injured when he hit the Heavenly Spirit Cover. After knowing it, he said, "Sins and sins, Amitabha!"

"Old monk, what have you sinned?" Qin Potian did not fall as expected, only to see his unkempt emanation being attached to his head, and the sudden increase in true qi rose. Knowing that the secret path was not good, it was too late to withdraw the palm, and a huge dark energy actually hit the chest along his arm, and the abbot flew three feet away. The four accompanying monks hurriedly caught Abbot Ran.

Qin Potian looked at a little red blood in his palm and said, "The old monk is indeed good. Compared with Xingyuan, the old monk is three points stronger. ”

Ran spit out blood in one breath, and there were some blood stains on his white beard, "Uncle Funeral Sutra, have you forgotten who taught you the Yijin Sutra on your body?" he drank.

"Yi Jin Jing?!" Qin Potian looked at his hands and was stunned, and the next moment he held his head again and became painful, "Master, no, my master is dead! No, I don't have a master." ”

Seeing that this was effective, he said: "Master Deshan once said: 'Don't die for the sake of all things, and don't let all beings perish and live forever.'" "Uncle Funeral Master, don't let the demonic obstacles in your body be lawless!"

"Don't say it again!" Qin Potian was crazy again, only to see him jump up and smash it with a punch, which was the momentum of Mount Tai's overwhelming. Seeing that Qin Potian was becoming more and more crazy, this Qianjun fist had to be avoided. The fist smashed a cloud of dust into the ground, a large hole in the floor was broken, and the mud debris flew up from below.

"Uncle Shi, you once asked how to repay the sins created by the ancestor, do you remember how the ancestor replied to you?"

Qin Potian struggled with his painful head again: "The Buddha has thought about it before, and the mortal dust is natural...... Ah, get out of here......! The scriptures are reasonable... "The funeral scripture seems to have some memories in great pain.

Seeing Qin Potian struggling in pain, he shouted and screamed for a while, and knew that it was a good time to say: "Four junior brothers, no phase divine skills!"

I saw that Ran took the lead and pressed a finger on Qin Potian's shoulder. Qin Potian cried out in pain, "Get out!" and his clenched fist swung towards Ran. He didn't avoid it, and his palm was imprinted on Qin Potian's chest. Seeing that the fist was about to smash Ran's head, suddenly the blow of the two hands that stopped the funeral scripture abruptly, and after looking at it, the other four monks restrained Qin Potian's limbs respectively.

The abbot said in a deep voice: "There is nothing in the heart, there is no phase, abandon the feelings, fate, resentment, thoughts, sorrows and thoughts, and seal the eyes, ears, nose, tongue, body, and mind The six roots are pure!" The other four monks also followed the action, and each of the four people freed up a palm to press on the vital part of the funeral scripture. The five people and six palms respectively exert their strength in six places: Jizhong, Juque, Tianmen, Baihui, Fengmen, and Zhangmen.

"Old monk, do you think you can subdue me in this way?" the funeral scripture came back to his senses after finding that his hands and feet were restrained. I saw that he was full of energy, and his originally strong upper body turned black.

Seeing this, he reminded: "Senior brothers, be careful, he still has magic skills!" The five of them didn't dare to relax at all, and the strength in their hands increased by three points!

"What is he doing?" Xiao Lang and the three of them went to Monk Yanren's residence under the guidance of Yankong, and quietly approached only to find that Monk Yanren was actually practicing sticks in the room. But the stick method is very weird and funny, like a little monkey learning a stick, and there is nothing clever about it. It was Chen Jingshu who couldn't help but ask.

Yankong shook his head, "I've never heard of this kind of stick method in Shaolin Temple. Some of them are like the Dharma stick method but they are not the same, and there is also the taste of the three-point Arhat staff!"

Xiao Lang said, "Can't you see the problem?"

Yankong said: "What's the problem? Although I have never heard of this stick method, it may not be that the senior brother created his own stick method. ”

"I'm not saying that he has a problem with his stick technique, why did he lock himself in the house to practice martial arts at this time?"

Yankong said: "Master has ordered that no one is allowed to enter and leave at will today, so what's so strange about my senior brother practicing sticks in the house?"

"Your senior brother Yande, something happened yesterday, but he has the heart to create his own martial arts here?!" Xiao Lang woke up.

Yankong was suddenly startled, "Senior Brother Yande, I don't know how Senior Brother Yande is?" Yankong heard Senior Brother Yande screaming in the house yesterday, and knew that if it was really Senior Brother Yanren, he was afraid that Senior Brother Yande would be more auspicious. Yankong said: "I'm going to see Senior Brother Yande!"

Xiao Lang saw that Yankong's eyes were resolute and it was not easy to stop him anymore, so he agreed: "It's okay, it's more difficult to be found if I leave me alone to monitor, if you want to go, as long as you don't alarm Yanren, it doesn't matter." ”

Yankong nodded and headed for Yande's residence again. Xiao Lang looked at the back of the little monk and couldn't help but worry, so he said to Chen Jing: "You go too, look at him, don't mention Yanren's matter now, I'm afraid that I won't be able to find out anything after the alarm." Chen Jingshu nodded and followed.

Not long after the two of them walked by, suddenly Yanren looked around mysteriously, and after making sure that there was no one around, he walked to a cabinet in the corner, only to see him move the cabinet, there was a secret grid on the floor, Yanren didn't know what to take out, and Xiao Lang couldn't see it. Yeonin took it out and looked at it for a while, shaking his head constantly. After looking at it for a while, he looked around mysteriously, and then put it back in its place, and after everything was placed, Yeonren muttered to himself, not knowing what to say. Suddenly, he took out a black thing resembling a call machine from his bosom.

Xiao Lang has been in the martial arts for many years and has never been accustomed to using communication similar to mobile phones, not only Xiao Lang, but most martial arts people are like this, first, relying on mobile phone secrets is easy to leak; It's not as practical as the call machine, and the abbot doesn't allow the disciples of the inner temple to carry these things that mess with people's minds.

Yanren suddenly walked towards the door, Xiao Lang hurriedly hid, Yanren walked out of the door and looked around vigilantly, and a few of them turned out of the Shaolin Temple. Jiang Yun looked at the cabinet in the corner of the room, and still chose to follow Yanren. Fortunately, Chen Jingshu and Yankong were not allowed to follow, although Yanren was not happy, but he was very vigilant, fortunately, Xiao Lang's light skills were too high, and it was not difficult to keep up, and the two of them went down the mountain in a blink of an eye.

"Senior brothers, stabilize your body, he's going to fight back. Knowing that, the abbot turned his palms and increased his three-point force to hit Qin Potian's chest again, "Uncle Shi, the Demon Dao is only in one thought, and it's still too late to turn back!"

"Old monk, don't think that this can trap me!" Qin Potian said viciously. However, what was even more strange was that the black qi oozing from Qin Potian's body actually began to flow up the palms of the monks. All the monks had frightened expressions in their eyes. "Don't panic!" Knowing this, he immediately withdrew his hands from Qin Potian's body and said, "Po Doom!" A brilliant golden light burst out from Ran Ran's body, although it was only for a moment, but the black qi was swept away.

Although Qin Potian's face changed greatly when he saw that the black qi was broken: "Your body protection magic skill has been completed?"

"Brothers, don't let go, we are going to succeed. Knowing this, his palms continued to press on Qin Potian's chest.

Qin Potian was helpless at this time, so he had to resist the attack of five people and six palms with all his internal strength.

I don't know how long it took, the sky gradually got dark, and it was clear that each of the five monks was sweating profusely, and his heart was extremely surprised, Qin Potian was only in his fifties, but he could resist the attack of five people for so long with the strength of one person, although Qin Potian looked embarrassed, but the naked upper body had a steady stream of strength.