Chapter 162: The Divine Palm!

The two on the stage never made a move, but the audience couldn't wait, and a few bold people shouted out.

Huang Xiao turned to look at the audience when he heard this, and looked at the audience with a pair of murderous eyes, and the few people who were still loudly expressing their dissatisfaction just now suddenly shrank their necks, feeling a trembling feeling all over their bodies, and everyone was silent for a while.

"Stop talking nonsense, let's get started!" Huang Xiao said to Chen Jinyuan.

Immediately, the little foot took a light step, flashed to Chen Jinyuan's side, and slapped Chen Jinyuan's waist with a palm.

Chen Jinyuan was still thinking about how to tease this young master of the Ghost Sect who was disguised as a man, but before he could take precautions, Huang Xiao's palm wind was already blowing.

stepped on the "Electric Light Divine Step", and instantly rushed forward, avoiding Huang Xiao's blow.

"So fast!" Huang Xiao thought that his speed was fast enough, and he couldn't imagine that he was close at hand, and he could still let Chen Jinyuan dodge.

Chen Jinyuan rushed forward, turned around and rushed back, raised his hand and pointed at Huang Xiao's chest.

"Ahh Now that Chen Jinyuan is already an acquired martial artist, Yiyang Finger Qi has been able to shoot more than a zhang away, and it is more condensed.

Huang Xiao's pupils shrank, Chen Jinyuan's speed was too fast, she didn't have time to dodge, her body leaned back, and a graceful backflip flashed two fingers, and just stood still, Chen Jinyuan kicked over in the air again.

Huang Xiao crossed his hands and stepped forward. Chen Jinyuan is now a brute force, although he didn't use all his strength to kick out this leg, he also has the strength of more than 3,000 catties. Chen Jinyuan kicked on Huang Xiao's forearm, and Huang Xiao suddenly felt a huge force coming, and his body flew backwards involuntarily.

Standing a few meters away, Huang Xiao's hands trembled uncontrollably.

It hurts, it hurts! Huang Xiaoxiu frowned, there was a trace of anger on his face, and the two little mustaches also trembled.

Chen Jinyuan looked at her with a smile, "Hehe, little brother, seeing that your chest muscles are so developed, I thought you had a lot of strength!" ”

Seeing the cheap smile on Chen Jinyuan's face, especially the mention of his two "chest muscles", Huang Xiao couldn't wait to kick Chen Jinyuan in the face.

"Old Monster Huang, your tomboy doesn't look very good!" On the rostrum, Ye Bo saw that Huang Xiao had lost the upper hand, so he began to taunt Huang Biluo.

"You stinky begging for food, you know a fart!" Huang Biluo cut off, and never left the ring.

In the ring.

Chen Jinyuan was smiling, but he saw Huang Xiao suddenly look at himself fiercely, hugged his hands to his chest, and a yin and yang gossip diagram instantly appeared between his hands, which was different from the Tai Chi pattern played by Tai Chi Boxing, the pattern formed by the release of Tai Chi Boxing's true qi was righteous and heroic, and it was secretly in line with the Tao, but the yin and yang gossip diagram in Huang Xiao's hand was full of black and white qi lingering, full of evil energy, giving people a ghostly feeling, which looked very weird.

"Hah"

Huang Xiao let out a low snort, pushed out his palms, and the yin and yang gossip patterns gently spread out in the air like mist, the size of a square circle.

In the center of the Bagua diagram, the yin and yang fish formed by the two true qi, one black and one white, kept chasing each other, slowly forming a small whirlpool in the center. A suction force came, and stone chips flew all over the ring.

"What kind of trick is this? What a momentum! Chen Jinyuan was shocked!

In just a moment, the yin and yang gossip pattern formed by the true qi, carrying a majestic momentum, pressed towards Chen Jinyuan.

Chen Jinyuan's eyes were cold, he couldn't help but take a step back, his hands were folded, and under the urging of internal force, his palms became red, and his face was full of sadness and joy, full of peace, which was very different from the cheap appearance just now, as if it was the image of a big Buddha.

"If the first form of the divine palm comes, the Buddha's light is beginning to appear!"

Chen Jinyuan shouted, the golden light in his palm was dazzling, a mighty aura on his body burst out, his sleeves swayed without wind, and his fluttering palms volleyed towards the yin and yang gossip pattern in front of him, and the acquired martial artist was already able to attract the aura of heaven and earth to increase the attack power.

This "Divine Palm" Chen Jinyuan only inherited three palms from Tang Bohu, namely the first palm of the Buddha's light, the sixth palm of the Buddha's light, and the seventh palm of the Buddha's incarnation. Because this Rulai Divine Palm is the same as the Eighteen Palms of the Descending Dragon, it is a top-level palm technique, and the consumption of internal force is very huge, even greater than the Eighteen Palms of the Descending Dragon, so Chen Jinyuan has never used it since the inheritance.

A golden Buddha phantom faintly appeared behind Chen Jinyuan, shrouded in golden light, dazzling, everyone in the audience only felt that the Sanskrit Buddha was singing in their hearts, and their hearts were peaceful, and they couldn't help but have an urge to bow and worship.

"Divine Palm!" There was an exclamation on the rostrum, and the Shaolin abbot released the letter, and he was even more excited that the Buddha's heart was shaken, this is the palm of the gods, the top palm of Shaolin Temple that has been lost for hundreds of years, and it is the best of the top palms. Now the senior monks of Shaolin Temple can only appreciate the style of the patriarch's palm in the hands of the ancestors in the word of mouth.

Huang Biluo's eyes were a little solemn, the legend of the Divine Palm is that the Buddha of Rulai in order to purify all sentient beings, solve the catastrophe and cross the misfortune, a set of martial arts passed on to mortals, this set of palm techniques shocked the ancient and the present, and its power can be compared to natural disasters and disasters to subdue demons and eliminate demons.

I didn't expect Chen Jinyuan to have this legendary palm technique that fell from the sky, and it was just right to use it to deal with this ghostly martial arts.

A huge golden swastika handprint blasted towards the ghostly yin and yang gossip diagram.

"Boom!"

At the place of collision, a huge mushroom cloud was formed, and the shock wave formed by the explosion of true qi shocked the people around the ring to the ground, and Chen Jinyuan unfolded the Xuanyin shield in front of him, and kept flying back. Huang Xiao was also a bare hand, and a yin and yang true qi shield formed by internal force protected his whole body, and he quickly retreated.

Both of them were hit by the strong air flow to the corner of the ring, and they could not stop, the ring was already full of devastation, and it was destroyed, Chen Jinyuan felt the shock of qi and blood all over his body, and he had the urge to vomit blood.

Burst!

Chen Jinyuan did not vomit blood, but Huang Xiao on the opposite side spurted a mouthful of blood. Huang Xiao's physique was much weaker than Chen Jinyuan's, but he couldn't stand such a huge shock, and his internal organs were slightly injured.

Huang Xiao wiped a handful of bloodshot from the corners of his mouth on his cuffs, and looked at Chen Jinyuan's eyes with boundless killing intent in addition to surprise.

"This girl is so murderous!" The cannibalistic gaze made Chen Jinyuan's back a little cold, and he stepped out, flashing in front of Huang Xiao in an instant, and a yang finger pointed out towards Huang Xiao's face like lightning, although the person in front of him was a woman, but for a woman who had such a heavy killing intent towards himself, Chen Jinyuan would not have any pity for the jade.

Under Chen Jinyuan's super fast speed, Huang Xiao couldn't avoid it, so he only had time to shake his head and dodge his fingers. The finger qi hit the bun that Huang Xiao was holding on the top of his head, and the bun suddenly spread out, and a head of jet-black hair was scattered on his shoulders like a waterfall.

"Wow!"

The audience exclaimed, the shock wave generated by the two of them just now. The two little mustaches on Huang Xiao's face had already been shocked, and with that delicate face at this time, with that beautiful hair, even a blind man could see that he was a woman.

(To be continued)