Chapter 154: The Battle Begins Self-cultivation Monk

As soon as Monk Fa Yuan said this, the atmosphere instantly froze, and in addition to the sound of the wind in the sky, there was only the sound of hunting with clothes fluttering.

Zhang Zi'an tilted his head slightly and said, "Yan Ge and I will go out together, I will deal with Fa Yuan, and Yan Ge will deal with that strong monk." ”

Su Hao raised his eyes and looked at Monk Zhuang, put away the smile on his face, and nodded: "No problem, he will hand it over to me." ”

Zhang Zi'an nodded first, and then said: "This time it is mainly a temptation, and if you are not in a hurry to move the real character, you will first touch the details of this temple." ”

Su Hao's eyes flashed, and he understood what Zhang Zi'an meant.

As a speaker, if there is no accident, Monk Fayuan should be the highest combat power in this temple.

As for the reclusive senior monks and the like, there is no such thing as a temple for this temple. A task force that has been temporarily brushed out by the system, plus this mountain is not a blessed mountain, this kind of temple will not have such a deep heritage.

From Fa Yuan, you can understand the number of exercises in this temple, and you can also have a general understanding of the temple's combat power through him.

Zhang Zi'an also said to the Great Sage of Riding Heaven and Menghui: "You pay attention to the response. ”

After saying that, he stepped forward with his sword and flew towards Monk Fayuan.

Su Hao followed, and at the same time, he hooked his index finger to the Zhuang monk on the opposite side and shouted: "Great monk Wuna, come and accompany the young master to make two moves." ”

Then, while staying away from Zhang Zi'an and Fa Yuan, he continued to taunt Monk Zhuang.

Monk Zhuang was so angry that he shouted, but he didn't immediately rush out from behind Fa Yuan, but just looked at Yuan with his eyes. When Fa Yuan nodded, he immediately grabbed a dark golden demon pestle out of thin air and threw it at Su Hao.

"Haha! Great monk, where are you going? Blind with such a big pair of eyes. ”

Monk Zhuang's demon-descending pestle was easily dodged by Su Hao's slight maneuver, and he accelerated his sword light, pulling Monk Zhuang far away from Monk Fayuan's side.

Monk Zhuang stretched out his hand to catch the whirling demon pestle, stepped on a Buddha light and chased after Su Hao, and scolded: "Don't run!" ”

The Great Sage of Riding Heaven looked at the strong monk who seemed to be provoked by Su Hao, and frowned: "Old Yan, I'm afraid I'm going to be deceived." This monk is acting at all! ”

Menghui pursed his lips, and then told the Great Sage of Riding the Heavens: "You are fast with your sword, pay more attention to the situation of Yan Gexing, and immediately rescue him if there is something." ”

Here, Su Hao didn't release the flying sword clone together, but just used a flying sword to fight with Monk Zhuang from afar.

Buddhism originally had two ways of practice. One is to cultivate the mind, through sitting, passing away and the like, and this kind of Buddhist disciple usually cultivates Buddhist supernatural powers to protect his body.

There is also a way to cultivate the physical body, and finally reach the point where after the physical body reaches a certain strength, the physical body can be used as a boat to cross and soar to the top. The physical body of this kind of Buddhist disciple is comparable to the magic weapon flying sword, and he protects his body through a powerful physical body.

It's just that although the second cultivation method is not low in combat power, it is restrained by the various successive gods and demons of the Demon Sect, and it is gradually eliminated, leaving only three or two kittens and dogs.

Su Hao looked at the fighting style of the strong monk, it should be a Buddhist disciple who practiced the second way, and the dance of the demon subduing pestle was so strong that the water could not be splashed, and the strength was extremely great.

Every attack of Monk Zhuang can bring a short thunder sound, which is caused by the explosive speed of the huge force.

That is, Su Hao, if someone else else can't stand this strength at all, Su Hao even suspects that this attack can directly turn a low-level flying sword into scrap iron.

Knowing that this strong monk was good at hand-to-hand combat, Su Hao naturally wouldn't let him get close to him, and kept a certain distance from this strong monk with a flying sword and kite.

The two sides were at a stalemate for a while, and the strong monk windmill brandished the demon pestle to block the attack of the flying sword.

And the flying sword circled around the body of the Zhuang monk, and with its superior flexibility, it kept pointing at the strong monk.

Monk Zhuang scolded constantly, attacking with a flying sword and trying to get close to Su Hao, but although his Buddha light speed was not slow, it was not as fast as Su Hao's sword light, and the two always maintained a certain distance.

After a while, Su Hao felt that he couldn't continue to stalemate like this, he came to test the details of the strong monk this time, and he couldn't get anything if he continued to stalemate like this.

He was about to change his moves, but when he heard a loud shout from in front of him, he saw the Buddha light on the soles of Monk Zhuang's feet, and his body jumped high.

When Monk Zhuang saw Su Hao's sword dodging, he adjusted his direction in the air, like a cannonball hitting Su Hao, the speed was so fast that it had already brought a string of afterimages.

It's just that when Monk Zhuang adjusted his direction, Su Hao's flying sword had already arrived and stopped in front of Monk Zhuang, blocking Monk Zhuang's coming, taking advantage of this Su Hao to distance himself again.

The Great Sage of Riding Heaven has been paying attention to the battle between Su Hao and Monk Zhuang, and the two have been fighting for a long time and have not seen Monk Zhuang use any hidden means, so he raised his eyebrows and said, "Could it be that I saw it wrong?" ”

"This monk pretending to be rash and unprepared must have a plan, and now it just shows that he is still enduring it."

Menghui also said softly, he has also been paying attention to the battle situation on Su Hao's side.

Zhang Zi'an and Monk Fayuan fought relatively restrainedly, and so far the two sides have not used real means, and they are still tempting back and forth, so they put more attention on Su Hao.

"How?"

Menghui also swept his eyes over a bald head in the light of the Yellow Cloud Buddha, and replied: "You didn't pay attention just now, when this great monk came out of the light of the Yellow Cloud Buddha, there were no other monks trying to stop it, which shows that the status of the great monk is not low." ”

Then, he looked at the strong monk who was like a grasshopper, rising and falling in the air, and said: "Even, it is the second-in-command under the Fayuan monk, and a person who can have such a high status in a temple with so many people must not be stupid." ”

The Great Sage nodded, raised his right hand, and a golden-white light swam in his palm, and said, "Since this is the case, he should be about to make a move." ”

Su Hao released twenty-four mussel beads together, constantly suppressing the beating strong monk, causing the height of the jump to get lower and lower, and it was impossible to put pressure on Su Hao again.

Monk Zhuang jumped up again, this time his body was shocked, and four hands grew from behind his back, holding swords, beads, umbrellas, and copper bells.

I saw him shake the copper bell, and the invisible sound wave swept away all the mussel beads that came, and then smashed it down on Su Hao again.

Seeing this, Su Hao drew the flying sword, and together with the mussel beads that were not shaken away, he blocked the path where the strong monk fell, trying to stop the strong monk's coming.

But when he saw the orb that Monk Zhuang was holding in one hand, the light flashed, and the figure disappeared into the air, and the attack of the flying sword and the mussel bead fell short.

Su Hao's eyes narrowed, and he continued to fly away from the position where Monk Zhuang had disappeared at the beginning, and at the same time held open the Buddha light of the Great Black Heavenly Lotus Platform.

As soon as he stretched out the Buddha's light, he felt a black shadow shrouded above him, and when he raised his eyes, he saw that it was Monk Zhuang, and somehow, he ran above Su Hao.