The world is big, and Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon is everywhere. The rivers and lakes are deep, and there are strange people everywhere. Since the emergence of "martial arts" in this world, I don't know how many heroes and demons have emerged, and how many miraculous skills have been performed.

So everyone in the rivers and lakes knows it. When your opponent behaves in an extremely strange and completely unconventional manner, don't take it lightly, but cheer up and pay attention. Because the enemy's unconventional behavior often represents an unprecedented danger.

Although Fang Zhanmei is conceited in his art industry, there are few opponents in the world. But now Cheng Li is by his side. For this Marquis of Longcheng, Fang Zhanmei has always had a deep fear in his heart. And the longer I get along with Cheng Li, the deeper the jealousy. Therefore, Fang Zhanmei was never willing to show his true skills in front of Cheng Li.

But if you don't use your real skills, it is really not easy to deal with Shen Huchan's Ananda knife with those second- and third-rate martial arts such as Arhat Fist, Mountain Pusher, and Divine Eagle Claw alone. So Fang Zhanmei sighed secretly in his heart, and had no choice but to take out another hidden hole card.

Fang Zhanmei handed the cattle butcher knife to his left hand. The right hand is standing on the chest with a slight urge. In an instant, his entire palm turned blood-red, and there was a faint fragrance.

It is well known in the martial arts. The biggest feature of the martial art of cinnabar palm is that once the exercise is urged, the hands will turn red. And Fang Zhanmei also said that he had indeed practiced cinnabar palms. However, there are countless miracles in the world, and it is not necessarily only when you practice cinnabar palms that your palms will be red. If the palm is red, it may not only be a cinnabar palm. Therefore, Cheng Li just watched and did not draw conclusions.

Shen Huchan didn't care what the enemy was doing, he just took care of himself with his right hand with a knife, and his left palm stood in front of his chest, as if performing a Buddhist salute. His eyes were half-closed, and he muttered: "When the Bodhisattva of Meditation is in Freedom, when he walks deep in Prajnaparamita, he sees that the five aggregates are empty, and he overcomes all suffering...... and he actually recited the Buddhist scriptures again.

The sound of chanting continued, and Shenhu Zen was like the wind on the water, and he slid rapidly towards Fang Zhanmei. Fang Zhanmei couldn't let him take the initiative? The butcher's knife in his left hand stabbed out like lightning, and stabbed Shen Huchan in the chest, trying to rip out his heart from his body.

In a moment, Shen Huchan's two fingers suddenly gently picked up and flicked. Ananda knife then left his hand, hanging in the air like a wheel turning sharply, and took the initiative to meet the cattle slaughtering knife.

"When~" The crisp sound of gold and iron sounded, and the cattle slaughtering knife was easily swept away by the Ananda knife. Fang Zhanmei had expected this, and he was not flustered at all. The blood-red right palm slashed one after another, slashing wildly, and the sound was like a raging storm, as if he was going to beat Shen Huchan with one blow.

Shen Huchan is not panicked, not panicked, not in a hurry. There are words in the mouth: "Relics, the color is not different from the emptiness, the emptiness is not different from the color, the color is empty, the emptiness is the color, and the knowledge of the thought is also the same......"

The mouth was chanting, and the right hand was casually waving, as if juggling, dragging the Ananda knife to and fro in mid-air, circling and dancing. Every movement of Shen Hu Chan seems to be careless. But the knife momentum drawn out is completely opposite, it is as fast as the wind, its strength is like thunder, at first glance it seems to be chaotic, not a move. But he was always able to cut it just right, blocking Fang Zhanmei's butcher knife and cinnabar palm attack one by one.

Fang Zhan eyebrows secretly called the evil sect. But in a hurry, I can't see through the reality. can only rely on their own foundation and eyesight, and see the moves. As long as Xindao waits for the opportunity to beat the Ananda knife and flies out into the distance, Shen Huchan will naturally not be able to play any tricks. Unexpectedly, it backfired, no matter how Fang Xiaohou Ye attacked and slammed it, the Ananda knife was like a fallen leaf floating on the water, just spinning in clusters, but it couldn't hit it.

Not only that, but when the Ananda knife rotated out of thin air, the speed became faster and stronger. Shen Huchan didn't seem to have to breathe back at all, and after one knife, it was immediately another knife, and there was no gap in it.

Fang Zhanmei was forced to be anxious. A good man doesn't suffer immediate losses, so it's better to avoid them first. But he avoided it quickly, and Ananda pursued it faster. In an instant, dozens of moves have passed, Fang Zhanmei finally couldn't avoid it, his body shape changed a little slowly, and there was a light sound of "shy~" when he landed, and he was lightly touched by the blade on his body, and when he landed, his skin opened and his flesh bloomed, and blood splashed everywhere.

Fang Zhan snorted bitterly and staggered forward a few steps. There was already anger between his eyebrows. In fact, the wound was not deep, and it did not touch the muscles and bones. But Fang Zhanmei has been pampered in his life, when has he suffered such a loss? Immediately became angry, and he shouted sharply: "Okay, you long-haired thief bald, you don't eat toast, you want to eat punishment wine! Okay, Ben Hou will fulfill you!"

With a long roar, between the sleeve of Fang Zhanmei's right hand, a blood-red long whip suddenly shot out like lightning. Like a poisonous dragon monster python, it rolled straight towards the Ananda knife.

Shen Huchan didn't even raise his eyelids, and muttered: "The relics are the empty phase of all laws, neither born nor destroyed, not dirty or pure, not increased or decreased...... and stepped forward without hurry, and his right hand was on the Ananda knife again, gently pushing.

At the moment of lightning, the Ananda knife spun even more sharply, and turned into a streamer thunderbolt, avoiding the blood-red long whip with a super-speed that was difficult to see with the naked eye, and the wind broke through the air, slashing straight towards Fang Zhan's eyebrows and neck.

Fang Xiaohou snorted coldly, the cattle slaughtering knife in his left hand slashed sharply, and calmly resisted the Ananda knife in a comfortable attitude, and the long whip in his right hand swirled incredibly at the same time, just entangled the Ananda knife! The Ananda knife, which was rapidly spinning and extremely powerful, was firmly bound when he landed, and he couldn't move anymore!

The left and right bows were both soft and hard, and finally the Ananda knife was controlled. Fang Xiaohou Ye didn't think twice, his right arm suddenly exerted force, and he manipulated the whip to raise it towards the sky.

"Snort~"

In the sharp sound of the breaking wind, the Ananda knife soared into the sky, smashed through the roof, and flew away. Only one left, empty-handed, Shen Huchan, still standing on the spot.

A swordsman without a sword, what is that? It's nothing at all! Don't miss the opportunity and never come again. Fang Xiaohou Ye roared loudly, and the blood-red long whip retracted into his sleeves, and at the same time rubbed his body and bullied him, with his left knife and right palm, chasing his soul for his life!

In a flash of thunder, even Shen Huchan, who had not raised his eyelids to see half of his eyes, suddenly raised his head! A pair of tiger eyes widened, and he recited in a deep voice: "The Buddhas of the three worlds, according to Prajnaparamita, have attained the three bodhisattvas of Anuttara!"

The sound has not yet fallen, and the pure and holy qi of the Buddha Gate has emerged through the body, like a flash flood, condensed into a thick three-foot protective body, and the knife and palm of Fang Xiaohou Ye are all kept out of the door, and they are not allowed to cross the thunder pool for half a step. Immediately afterward, the brilliant golden light skyrocketed, forming a huge golden lotus that seemed to be real and virtual, hanging high above Shen Huchan's head, spinning rapidly.

In the next moment, Shen Huchan closed his palms together with his chest, and then slowly pushed forward. The surging palm power of the mountains and the sea immediately rushed towards Fang Xiaohouye. Before the palm power arrived, the simple pressure of the palm wind had already made Fang Xiaohou feel as if he was being pressed by a tsunami, his chest sank, and even breathing became extremely difficult.

Such a majestic and domineering palm power was simply unseen and unheard of! In an instant, Fang Xiaohou Ye's face changed drastically, but at the same time, he also understood that he was all shrouded in the opponent's palm power, and it was impossible to avoid it. In desperation, he could only grit his teeth fiercely, brazenly urge his true qi, and meet the hard shock in the original style.

In an instant of snapping of his fingers, the extreme move was matched, and the butcher knife took the lead in stabbing the palm of Shen Huchan's right hand. The sharp blade that was originally blowing and breaking hair seemed to have hit a piece of dark iron, and it couldn't even cut a trace of oily skin on Shen Huchan's palm. Instead, he was rushed by the sharp palm force, Fang Zhanmei could no longer hold the blade in his palm, and the cattle slaughtering knife flew out of his hand and threw himself into a corner of the main hall.

At the same time, Shen Huchan's left palm had already made contact with Fang Zhan's right hand, which was as red as blood. The two palms erupted at the same time, intending to invade each other's bodies, but neither of them could do so. Each other's palm power was forced out by the other party, and when they landed, they condensed into a layer of gold and red on the surface of the two of them, mixing with each other, and entwined with each other to fight endlessly.

In terms of the power of one palm alone, Shen Huchan's golden light palm strength was obviously better than Fang Zhanmei's blood-red palm strength. Outside, it manifested as the golden part of the invisible air shield, which quickly overwhelmed the blood-red part, but in the blink of an eye, it had already occupied at least seventy percent of the invisible air shield.

Fang Zhan's eyebrows and facial features were distorted, and he was completely overwhelmed. He gritted his teeth again, and his free left hand stood up, which was also split with one palm, but it was stopped by Shen Huchan's right palm.

In an instant, the two of them touched each other's palms, each urging their palms with all their might. The invisible air shield that shrouded the two of them was replenished endlessly, and Dengshi was like a big balloon, expanding wildly. Everywhere I passed, the ground was crumbling and cracking, and even the offering table, incense burner, and even the tall Buddha statue next to it could not withstand the destruction of the palm, and it was all powdered on the spot!

The hall is wide, and there is still a limit after all. The invisible aura shield spawned by the power of the palm seems to have no limits. However, in a matter of moments, all the space in the entire Daxiong Treasure Hall, except for the three-foot range where Cheng Li was standing, had been filled with an invisible air cover. The energy was tightly pressed against every brick, tile, and piece of wood in the main hall, and it was forcibly pressed from the inside out. The hall was completely deformed, and every inch of the place kept making a "squeak and rattle~" sound, as if it was about to be overwhelmed by the pressure at any time and completely collapsed.

At the moment of life and death, Fang Zhanmei could no longer have reservations. He scolded fiercely, and his inner breath changed abruptly, and the blood-red color on his palm receded, and instead a huge wave rushed and roared. The palm strength then increased, and he actually pulled back a little bit of the situation.

Shenhu Chan's expression remained unchanged at all, and he recited in a condensed voice: "Therefore, when we say the Prajnaparamita mantra, we say the mantra: Reveal the truth, reveal the truth, reveal the truth, reveal the truth, and Bodhisattva Bha!"

"Boom~~"

The sound of chanting was still in my ears, and the strength of the golden light palm suddenly skyrocketed. The entire Daxiong Treasure Hall could no longer support it, and it exploded like a thousand catties on the spot. Countless broken bricks and broken trees flew everywhere, and the location of the main hall became a white ground, but it was shrouded in smoke and dust, and there was no trace of it.

But the next moment, another strong wind blew, blowing away all the choking smoke and dust. But seeing that above the white ground, Fang Zhanmei had already sat down, his arms hanging softly by his side, his expression was sluggish, but there was still a little disbelief. Shen Hu Chan put his palms together and continued to collect his palms. Chanted: "There is no Amitabha Buddha in the south. "The number of winners and losers is no longer clear.

Before Shen Huchan's chanting fell, a cold light fell from the sky, impartial, and just fell in front of Shen Huchan, which was his Ananda knife. He was not busy stretching out his hand to draw his knife, but just glanced at Fang Zhan and said lightly: "The true qi is majestic and upright, but it is just and peaceful, a bit like a Confucian exercise." But the palm is evil, and it has the power of devouring the heart. It is remarkable that there can be such an achievement. It's a pity that if you want to kill me Shen Huchan, after all, it's still a little bit worse. ”

Although Fang Xiaohou Ye lost in the palm competition, he also knew that even though everything he had learned was the pinnacle of miraculous skills, because of his age, he had not yet been able to reach the peak. Defeat under a master like Shen Huchan is not wronged. Therefore, the depressed, decadent and depressed look between his eyebrows is actually only three points sincere, but seven points false. It's just acting.

However, one of the exercises practiced by Fang Xiaohou Ye was specially used to disguise his disguise. But he has already cultivated to the fullest. Even if it was the head of the Ouchi Imperial Guard, Yuan Infinity, he couldn't see the mystery.

But Fang Xiaohou never expected that he had only fought with Shen Huchan in such three moves and two styles, and he would be seen through a little bit. Suddenly, the shock in Fang Xiaohouye's heart was beyond measure. He was so stunned that he couldn't make a sound anymore.

Even though it was clear that Fang Xiaohou's cultivation method was both good and evil, Shen Huchan had no intention of further studying. He raised his head and looked at Cheng Li with blazing eyes.

I saw that the entire Daxiong Treasure Hall had been completely destroyed just now. Walls, roofs, floors, offering tables, Buddha statues...... Everything is gone. It was within three feet of Cheng Li's body, as if none of this had ever happened. This small place, with Cheng Li's feet as the core, still remains intact. The bricks on the ground don't seem to have the slightest crack.

The deepest part of Shen Huchan's tiger eyes seemed to reveal a bit of awe-inspiring meaning. He casually left Fang Xiaohou behind him and took a few steps forward. He said in a deep voice: "I have already asked about his intention." Now, it's time to ask where you're here. ”

Cheng Li clasped his hands and said leisurely: "Shen Hu Chan, he studied under the lazy master of Anlemen. He studied both martial arts and Buddhism. By chance, he happened to get the Buddhist soldier 'Ananda Knife'. Therefore, the mental process of self-cultivation and meditation and seeking the Tao was evolved, and the six sword moves of the 'Zen Six Paths' were created. In terms of knife technique alone, it is not under the tears of Zhu You, the owner of the Canghai Yueming Building. Well, this is the record of Shenhu Zen in the Xiuchun Building. But ......"

After a pause, Cheng Li's eyes were also shining and staring at Shen Huchan. Said: "The palm technique you used after the Ananda knife was taken off just now shouldn't be the six ways of Zen, right?"

Shen Huchan said disdainfully: "Although Xiuchun Lou is secretly investigating the world, it may not really know everything. The six ways of Zen are just the knife moves I created in my early years, and there are still many flaws in them, and they are really inferior to Zhu Hong's blood and tears knife with tears. But if it's 'as it is', it's very different. ”

Cheng Li was stunned for a moment, and blurted out: "If you come to India, the prestige of Buddhism has been circulating for thousands of years, but it has long been lost to the world?"

Shen Huchan said lightly: "Rulaiyin is a salvation masterpiece. When the world is peaceful, there is no need for such a place to print the force, and it will naturally disappear into oblivion. However, when the world falls into calamity again and is in danger of extinction, Rulaiyin will naturally be born as the right time to save the catastrophe and save the people from fire and water.

Therefore, with the help of my hands, the Rulaiyin has now reappeared in the dust. Those who are ruthless and evil, and the people who are big traitors and evildoers, from now on, will be more careful in the end. Because their good days are over!"