A mad monk and an iron-clad young black-clad monk blocked their way, looked at them with a smirk, and went to make a big joke about them.

This made the leader He Zhixing's face a little hot, and He Zhixing still asked good-naturedly: "Dare to ask the two masters, why are you blocking our way?" ”

The crazy old monk said: "Donor, we like to block the road for fun, so since we are here, we have to see if you have the ability to do it in the past, and go to ...... in vain!" ”

After that, with He Zhixing first, they started to move, this crazy monk had no rules to say, but as soon as he started to fight He Zhixing, He Zhixing realized that the old monk's rogue and disorderly attack was very capable of penetrating his body's impermeable protective net.

For the first time, he was interested in the fighting style of this crazy old monk, He Zhixing finally took a breath and gasped aside, and asked, "Senior, what kind of martial arts are you?" How is it a bit like catching chickens, ducks, fish, birds, and other scoundrels? Old-timer, did you often steal chickens, ducks, fish, chickens, dogs, and so on when you were a child? ”

He Zhixing's words made the old monk even more excited: "Hehe, young man, you guessed it, Lao Qu grew up stealing chickens and dogs when he was a child, and later entered Nanhua Temple, interesting, I didn't think you could still dodge my first round of attacks, and then ......!" ”

The mad old monk became more and more excited the more he fought, and he almost got carried away.

On the other side, the young monk was fighting with Yufang and the others, this person was like a god of war as if he would never get tired of fighting, his iron hands and feet were whirring wind every time he struck, and the trees and other trees that he had beaten beside him were all stumps and broken bodies, bringing bursts of grass and trees flying, this kind of fierce kung fu like an iron wall made Yufang and them also have some scruples.

Fortunately, there are many of them, and they can fight this iron-handed monk in the form of sweeping formations and cooperation, so that they can stand on their own and win more, if they fight alone, they are afraid that Yufang has advanced kung fu, and they can't help him for a while.

Here, He Zhixing's fight with the crazy old monk reached a white-hot stage, they took off high and low, saw the moves, and the undulating figures of each other in the woods halfway up the mountainside and the mountain side, the waterhole, the stream, etc., made people dazzled, and they couldn't see clearly, and they instantly changed like lightning-like figures, and there seemed to be traces of their fights in the mountains and mountains.

Boundless darkness!

The wonderful fight between the two sides attracted the appearance of the hundred-year-old monk and the former presiding abbot on the mountain, which had already alarmed them.

It seems that how do you know how to walk, and their intrusion depends on whether it is a blessing or a curse, depending on whether they have their lives to stay here? It's up to them to make it.

The hundred-year-old monks and abbots on the mountain nodded again and again, and at this time, He Zhixing launched a unique gliding attack with the crazy old monk in the dangerous road by the waterhole at the bottom of the mountain, and at this moment he was holding a woodcarved little beauty in his left hand, but he looked so calm and spirited.

It seems that everything in this world has been surrounded by him, and he forgets himself, and the subtlety is that all things in this world, every grass, tree, flower, and leaf can be used as an environment to help kill and defeat the enemy, or the invisibility of the killing weapon, the use of all things to control all things, and the true meaning of the law of all things being born and dying is at the moment when he cultivates to a supergod.

It's the quintessence!

Suddenly, He Zhixing's style of moves changed, no longer the 36 styles of carving martial arts and the Tai Chi Baguazhang and the ghost step Qingtian Gong with the moves, but the voice changed, and he shouted out the nine-character mantra and humming Hagong, as well as the Buddha Dun Shengong Golden Body Shaping Kung Fu.

At this time, with He Zhixing's nine-character mantra, the mantra of some Dharma mantras took effect, so that the mad old monk completely received the sound waves and mantras, which disrupted his adaptability and kung fu, and gave He Zhixing a coincidental Buddhaton magic under the mantra, and slapped him into the water of the stream with one palm, almost embarrassed and unsteady on his feet.

This is the hundred-year-old old monk on the mountain, who shouted a Buddha horn: "Amitabha, the future is terrible, the future is terrifying, the future is terrifying, ......!" Then he began to recite the scriptures and Zen words.

His Buddhist mantra kung fu like a lion's roar was completely to the extreme, and no one present heard his Buddha horn, as if entering the Buddhist spring breeze bath, so that everyone in the fight completely stopped.

It can be seen that the charm of this Buddhist Zen Gong is really eye-catching!

He Zhixing had to stop and laughed loudly: "The old-timers of Buddhism and Zen Gong are admired by the younger generations!" Taught ......"

Then everyone stopped fighting and went to the hundred-year-old monks standing in the pavilion on the mountain.

He Zhixing is a little looking forward to these old monks will let them bring a new round of surprises? I had to go up to the hundred-year-old monks and say that even if there were no surprises, I could feel something around them.