Chapter 224: Treasure Thief Escapes
At this time, the sound of "beep" sounded, and a monk polished the flint and lit two torches. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biqugeγ info In the wind and rain, it illuminates a little of the surrounding area. Immediately afterwards, the main hall was also lit with lights.
In the midst of the heavy rain, in addition to the sound of rain, it was the heavy breathing of the monks. They looked nervously at the field, and the monk King Fa Ming stood tall and looked at the opponent opposite.
"Amitabha. It was this king. The monk King Fa Ming put his hands together in a chic manner and said, with the demeanor of a monk, "Your Excellency's good kung fu is not easy to come by, if you are willing to let go of He's Bi, this king can be the master and let you go." β
Zhou Ning is heart sank, although he doesn't know what level he is now, although he has the power to suppress the opponent while increasing his own strength, but he can suppress the four great monks, no matter how it is comparable to the level of the grandmaster realm, his full strength is a knife, but he was taken down by the monk Wang Faming lightly, however, if he puts down Heshi Bi now, he will give up his previous efforts, and it is impossible to get this treasure. This is undoubtedly unacceptable to him.
Settle down and smile: "If you have the ability, the monk king can take it himself." β
"So...... The king had no choice but to offend. Monk King Fa Ming said with a light smile.
The field of vision was raised, and under the heavy rain curtain, when the monk King Fa Ming said these words, the monk's robe was windless, and the figure disappeared over there. Immediately afterwards, an invisible and colorless aura expanded towards Zhou Ning with a high speed of lightning and fire, and the next moment it had locked Zhou Ning tightly and shrouded him.
Zhou Ning's face sank, and he felt that the space he was in was rapidly sinking, and he was like sticking to an endless spider web, and it was difficult to flutter his wings and fly away. With a shock in his heart, he looked at Fa Ming. Like Sun En and Zhu Faqing, Fa Ming also has this kind of practice similar to the realm.
In the midst of the lightning, Fa Ming's figure had already been deceived, and his hands quietly stretched out from the wide monk's sleeves and slapped at Zhou Ning, looking silent, but his body was advancing extremely fast.
Zhou Ning picked up He's bi and handed it over, and the monk King Fa Ming suddenly frowned, and also took a step back. Immediately after that, I only heard a few crackling hands, the momentum was amazing, and a sword light lit up the cold killing intent in the sky, enveloping down.
At this moment, Zhou Ning's snake slashing knife suddenly came out of its sheath, seized the opportunity, and slashed down towards Fa Ming, this knife contained the scorching power of He's Bi, the wind was whistling, and it tore apart Fa Ming's force field in an instant, and on the other side, Fa Ming's eyes were also sharp, and his two hands turned into countless hand shadows.
The contact lasted only a moment, and the two sides retreated almost simultaneously, and one of Faming's sleeves shattered into the night sky, flying like a butterfly. looked at Zhou Ning and exclaimed: "Good kung fu, I only say that I am in the world, and I am qualified to be a life-and-death battler with this king, there are less than twenty people, but I didn't expect Your Excellency to be one." β
Zhou Ning was secretly ashamed, but he still couldn't help asking: "Dare to ask who else is there besides below?" β
Fa Ming pronounced another Buddha name and said: "In addition to the hidden masters of Buddhism and Taoism, the first place is naturally the supreme grandmaster Ling Donglai. This king wanted to fight with him a long time ago, but it is a pity that one south and one north, always have a sonorous relationship. β
Zhou Ning asked with great interest, "Who are the others?" β
Fa Ming glanced at Zhou Ning and replied with a smile: "Except for Ling Donglai, there are five people Your Excellency should be able to guess, that is, today's five uniques." Ha, if you delay any longer, I am afraid that you will definitely lose! β
Zhou Ning felt that he was at this moment, every sentence came from his heart, and it was obvious that he believed that he would definitely lose this time, but his biggest loss was that he didn't know that he could absorb the true qi of He's Bi to improve his strength, and he took a sharp breath of the true qi from He's Bi, and concentrated on it.
Fa Ming smiled slightly, but his subordinates did not stop, and quietly approached with a little foot.
The white figure that rushed suddenly was like a ghost, and in a blink of an eye, it was already in front of Zhou Ning, one hand stretched forward, five fingers bent upward, like a lotus canopy, implying an immeasurable Zen trick, but Zhou made a set of Dharma hands, this set of Dharma hands is the martial arts that the monks who are not greedy in the meditation monastery are good at, Zhou Ning will also, but in Fa Ming's hands, it seems that there is no trace of fireworks, a few hands, Fa Ming ghostly bypassed, stretched out his right hand, and slapped towards Zhou Ning.
Zhou Ning's figure rose half a foot vertically, and he recited "When the Day Will Be Difficult" in mid-air, and under the urging of the boiling literary atmosphere, an incomparably huge thorn suddenly grew in the void and entangled Fa Ming.
Fa Ming smiled slightly, made a handprint, and silently recited the mantra, and in an instant, there seemed to be a thousand invisible sharp energy, breaking the thorns alive.
At this moment, Zhou Ning rushed out with the momentum of Dapeng Fu, and slashed with the sword light in his hand, and in an instant, a snowy sword light spread.
The Dharma stands still, with his right hand raised high above his head, stretched out straight, and his palm facing the sky; Press down with your left hand and your palm facing the ground. A statue of enlightenment was born. Zhou Ning made a move towards him, and suddenly saw his handprint change, as if he was defending and attacking, if he was moving. Then I only heard Fa Ming's faint voice: "Let him change, I have my own content!" In the middle of the words, he raised a single palm and slashed down towards Zhou Ning with the edge of his palm.
Zhou Ning's heart was cold, but the knife momentum was no longer controllable, Fa Ming's move was clumsy, and the air flow surged, forcing Zhou Ning to retreat and crashing into an Arhat statue, which shattered.
At this time, He's evil energy was getting weaker and weaker, and in the distance, the figure was surging, and someone began to rush towards Zhou Ning's side.
Fa Ming said lightly: "I didn't expect Your Excellency to be a good hand in Confucian and martial arts double cultivation, I don't know if you can unmask and let this king see the true face?" β
Zhou Ning took a step back: "Your Excellency, why should it be difficult for others? β
Fa Ming smiled lightly: "It's okay." Dare to ask - do you understand the king's 'unbroken vajra'? β
Zhou Ning said calmly: "Please give instructions to the monk king." β
Fa Ming and ten Buddha numbers, said calmly: "Zen pole is not broken, fixed pole is not broken." The stop is not broken. β
The next moment, Zhou Ning felt that Fa Ming's monk's robe stopped moving, and Fa Xiang was solemn. Entering and being born in the world, it seems to be combined with some indescribable force, and the hands are separated, making swift and incoherent movements. It's like kneading a ball of things, no matter how the two palms change. Keep palms facing each other at all times. Suddenly, he put his hands in front of his chest and pushed towards him again.
A huge, incomparable, cold and cold aura slammed into his chest.
Zhou Ning's heart screamed, he moved left and right, shook off the opponent's aura and locked his aura, took another step to the left, and slashed down with a palm, right in the middle of the sharpness of the Fa Ming Qi Pillar.
"Bang!"
Energetic and energetic.
The moment the cold hair stood up, Zhou Ning was so rushed by Fa Ming's irresistible astonishing momentum that he fell two steps to the left, and the figure was knocked into the rain curtain, smashing an Arhat statue in the distance, and countless water splashes splashed in the curtain of rain, on the other side of the rain curtain, Fa Ming put his palms together, and the monk's robe danced, rushing towards this side.
The existence of the monk king Fa Ming, at this moment, finally turned into a real and thick shadow and pressed over.
At this moment, he keenly felt that another powerful force was also rapidly coming, and it seemed that it was not inferior to Fa Ming.
"It's time for a flash."
Zhou Ning exhaled a breath of turbidity, jumped up, and walked around Luohan a few times as if he was hiding from Fa Ming, behind him, Fa Ming's eyes looked ahead, and let out a "heh", after a moment of laughter, Fa Ming lightly touched the ground and chased after Zhou Ning condescendingly.
In the high-speed running, Zhou Ning silently remembered Dapeng Fu, and with the blessing of He's Bi, his figure rose as quickly as a dragon, trying to run from the other end of the white marble square to the back mountain.
"Can you run away?" Fa Ming let out a long laugh, and the torch under the eaves turned his back into a huge shadow, lit a little on an Arhat statue, borrowed strength, and jumped high. On the other side of the field of vision, in the rain curtain, Zhou Ning had jumped over a distance of half a zhang in an instant, his aura was boiling like a drum, and with the blessing of Dapeng Fu, Zhou Ning turned slightly sideways, raised the snake cutting knife, and slashed down towards Fa Ming.
The fire was lit up, and after a short fight in the air, Zhou Ning was slapped by Fa Ming's palm in mid-air, and then, he took a sharp breath of true qi, and the energy of Heshi Bi poured into his body again, and it felt like the whole person would fly in the air.
"Whew"! His figure folded abruptly in the air, rose again, came to the top of the copper hall, looked down, only to know that the entire copper hall was surrounded by monks holding Zen staffs, and more than ten monks lying on the top of the temple proclaimed the Buddha's name in unison, waiting for the moment when they landed on the top of the temple.
In the rain curtain, Fa Ming in the distance opened his mouth and finally spoke: "It's so light......"
"Whew"!
With the blessing of this explosive state of "Dapeng Fu", Zhou Ning seemed to be powerless in the air, and lightly crossed the top of the copper hall, and at the same time avoided the attack of Fa Ming chasing after him in the air.
If he is strong, he can't stay in the air for too long, and when he fell to the top of the bronze hall, Zhou Ning was almost ten zhang away from the top of the hall.
More than a dozen monks exhaled at the same time, and threw out the Zen staff in their hands.
The monks of the Jingnian Monastery are indeed all skilled in martial arts, and these more than ten Zen sticks are thrown in a very measured manner, not only targeting him, but enveloping all the paths of advance and retreat that he may avoid, and throwing them at him like an all-encompassing rod net.
The sound of energy breaking through the sky filled the space on the top of the bronze hall.
Zhou Ning was not afraid, and sank to the ground.
At this time, two Zen sticks burst into the air.
Zhou Ning pointed out with both feet and hit the head of the Zen staff respectively.
"Thank you very much."
At this time, the MP3, which was still singing hard under the rain curtain, happened to sing to the climax: "The breeze is smiling, causing loneliness, and there is still a night of pride left." The people laughed, no longer lonely. Pride is still smiling infatuatelyβ"
When the "pop" sounded, Zhou Ning changed his castration, flew flat like a black dragon soaring in mid-air, crossed the top of another hall, and crossed the sky under the eyes of the monks surrounding the bronze hall, and threw himself in the direction of the backyard.
Immediately afterwards, he clicked on the backyard again, and swung out the snake cutting knife, and the long knife seemed to swing the wind and thunder, forcing a woman with a sword to suddenly appear on the eaves to retreat, and jumped up again with the power of the rebound, and happened to throw herself into the cliff behind.
Behind him, in the smoke-like wind and rain, his voice was left with a poem: "Juan Shu has no intention of entering the void." The hills and ravines are accompanied by clouds and smoke, and there is no intention to travel thousands of miles. I remember that the Jin people returned, and the wind flew over the sloping river......"
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Dressed in white, the fairy-like concubine Xuan held the color empty sword, standing silently on the eaves, quietly looking at the cliff below.