As soon as the lone goshawk's voice fell, he saw his brows frown, and he flew a leg, hitting Puzang's eyebrows, Puzang blocked with his left hand, and then immediately followed with his right hand to make a move to make a strong adamantine palm, the lone goshawk immediately closed his legs, and then a backflip dodged this palm, at this time Puzang followed closely, flew forward, hit the lone goshawk with one palm, and the lone goshawk urgently dodged sideways, and the dodge was perfect, but Puzang had another hand that was useless, and at this time I saw Puzang's other palm followed closely behind, hitting the belly of the lone goshawk, but this palm, Puzang did not use all his strength, but left room for it, because Puzang knew that the lone goshawk was not a bad person, so he just regarded this competition as an ordinary martial arts, the lone goshawk was slightly injured at this time, and he was also a smart person, so he would never ask for trouble and be bored, so he immediately hugged his fists and said: "Thank you Master Puzang for your mercy." ”

Puzang clasped his hands together and said: "Amitabha, the head of the lonely cang's house has accepted it." ”

Then the lonely goshawk also retreated with interest, at this time Tang Jiatang looked at Puzang was really angry, recalling that when the master established the faction, the reason why it was difficult was because of this stinky monk to obstruct it, and Puzang also imprisoned the second senior brother and Xiao Jiabao in the Shaolin Temple, suffered a lot, and there was no good food, which was used to threaten the master, so his anger burned in his heart, and he flew forward, pointed his finger at Puzang and said angrily: "Puzang, you stinky monk, don't you eat fasting and chant Buddha anymore?" How do you take care of mundane things? How could there be a stinky monk like you in the Shaolin heavy faction? ”

Originally, Puzang was a hot-tempered temperament, and when he was scolded by Tang Jiatang like this, he couldn't help but have blue tendons on his forehead, and he tried hard to press down the anger in his heart, and carefully looked at the person who insulted him, the golden helmet, golden armor, and golden mask, and he couldn't see his appearance at all, but Puzang also knew that this person was the head of the Ghost Domain Sword Sect, the Ghost Domain Sword Dragon, and the Golden Armor Yellow Prisoner, so he sneered: "Hmph! Yellow prisoner, why don't you show your true colors? Why do you still wear a mask? What about hiding under a mask? ”

Tang Jiatang laughed: "Hmph! Puzang, emptiness is color, color is emptiness, existence is nothingness, nothing is existence, shouldn't men and women be the same in the eyes of you stinky monks? So why do you know what old decay looks like? ”

This is really to blow up Puzang, without saying a word, take the shovel and smash it at Tang Jiatang, Tang Jiatang did not dare to slack off, quickly set out the dragon sword to use the dragon swordsmanship to deal with it, the two fought together, it seems that the skills of the two are evenly matched, in fact, otherwise, Puzang's martial arts are better, after dozens of rounds, while Tang Jiatang is not prepared, Puzang smashed a big shovel on Tang Jiatang's armor, fortunately, Tang Jiatang has a golden armor to protect himself, so he did not suffer much damage, but he was unsteady on his feet, Leaning a few steps to the left, Puzang was furious: "Look at the poor monk and don't smash your iron sheet." So Puzang continued to attack Tang Jiatang.

Tang Jiatang dodged left and right, and now he was forced by Puzang only to parry, and had no power to fight back, only to hear a loud "pop", Tang Jiatang was knocked down by Puzang's big shovel, just when Puzang was proud, Tang Jiatang suddenly slapped a palm at the moment of falling to the ground, hitting Puzang's lower abdomen, this seemingly innocent palm, but knocked Puzang to the ground, blood flowed from the corners of his mouth, and the two fell to the ground, and then looked at each other.

Everyone present was shocked, but the most shocked was Tang Jiafan, the head of the Fengshan faction, because he saw that this palm of the Jinjia man was the Holy Dragon Blasting Palm taught by the master to the third junior brother, and this set of palm techniques was specially used to restrain Shaolin's body protection skills, so he couldn't help but wonder in his heart, why did this person understand the unique palm of my third junior brother?

Puzang stood up and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and asked: "The poor monk has already practiced the Shaolin body protection skill, and the martial arts in the world can't hurt the poor monk at all, Huang Prisoner, you beat the poor monk's palm...... Déjà vu! Tell me what kind of palm you use? ”

Tang Jiatang smiled, thinking to himself, since he had already used the Holy Dragon Blasting Palm, he had no scruples, and he would use this Holy Dragon Blasting Palm to teach you an arrogant stinky monk a good lesson later.

"Huang Prisoner, you suddenly disappeared decades ago, there are rumors that you are long gone, I didn't expect you not only not to die, but also to practice such a crooked demonic skill, you can actually break the poor monk's body protection skills." Puzang continued.

When Tang Jiatang heard Puzang say that the holy dragon blasting palm created by the master was a crooked demonic skill, he was extremely angry, his blood surged up, his face was flushed, his green tendons were bursting up, he stared at his eyes, and he couldn't help but say it, and suddenly flew forward with a palm, and hit Puzang's abdomen again, Puzang couldn't dodge, and the pain was unbearable and immediately bent down, so Tang Jiatang aimed at Puzang's back and it was a holy dragon blasting palm, Puzang was in unbearable pain, and he couldn't stand, so he fell to the ground on one knee and knelt in front of Tang Jiatang. So Tang Jiatang used all his strength to shoot the back of Puzang's head, at this critical moment, Tang Jiafan flew forward, and used his flying palm to catch Tang Jiatang's holy dragon blasting palm, Puzang only felt a cold current coming from the top of his head, but suddenly stopped, Puzang couldn't help but look up, after seeing this scene, he couldn't help but think of the day when the sword soul Chang Shengtian faction, when he went to Fengshan and was defeated by Chang Shengtian, the abbot and Chang Shengtian palmed the scene when he saved his life, He said, "Maple Mountain......"

After only hearing a loud "pop", Tang Jiatang took a few steps back, and Tang Jiafan felt very hard after receiving this palm, thinking that this person's internal strength was extremely high, and he was probably not his opponent, although Tang Jiatang was facing the senior brother Tang Jiafan, but his eyes never made contact with the eyes of the senior brother, because he was afraid that the senior brother would recognize him, but he relaxed in a moment, because he had already been wrapped tightly in this golden armor, and no one would recognize him. But he still didn't dare to look at the senior brother, but turned around and turned his back to Tang Jiafan.

Tang Jiafan looked at Tang Jiatang's back, and asked: "Senior Huang, the set of palm techniques you used just now is called the Holy Dragon Blasting Palm, which is the palm technique created by the first master, and then taught it to my third junior brother Tang Jiatang, so to speak, in this world, in addition to the late teacher will know this palm technique, then only my third junior brother Tang Jiatang understands, I don't know how you learned this Holy Dragon Blasting Palm, I don't know how you learned this Holy Dragon Blasting Palm, and please tell me the truth." Because Tang Jiafan always couldn't believe the tragic death of his younger brothers and sisters, because the corpses sent to Fengshan at that time were already severely decomposed, and their true faces could no longer be recognized.