"Abbot Xuanci actually did such a thing?"

"This matter is absolutely impossible, Abbot Xuanci has always been merciful, and he is a high monk of this sect..."

"Then why did the Palace Master of the Heaven Swallowing Demon Palace say this?"

Among the Shaolin monks, some began to waver. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Abbot Xuanci's performance on the Drum Mountain was unexpected, Xuzhu was shocked and had the heart to argue, but after looking at the white robe in the center of the crowd, he finally bowed his head and was silent.

Su Liu smiled playfully, it is true that Xuan Ci's IQ is not high, Murong Bo casually told a lie, saying that the Khitan warriors were going to take away the Shaolin martial arts, so he believed it, and he thought he was smart to lead the Central Plains martial artists to strike first, and this was the battle of Yanmen Pass, known as the Linghui monk, and he didn't have to think about it, when the national strength of the Northern Song Dynasty was still in its prime, so many Khitan warriors attacked the Central Plains martial arts through thousands of mountains and rivers and were almost equivalent to moths fighting the fire and sending them to death in vain.

At this time, everyone talked about it, the monk Xuancheng opened his eyes wide, his beard was angry, he had a prestige that was not angry and self-prestigious, and suddenly made a lion roar of Buddhism, and a burst of thunder sounded, and it came from the ground, resounding through the heavens and the earth, so that the people on the entire Songshan Mountain were shocked, and they all heard it clearly.

Everyone was shocked that he was powerful, and he didn't have time to think about it anymore, only to see Xuancheng monk's robe rolling up, ten fingers flicking, like flying clouds dancing, and like the Buddha descending into the world, the body was violent, and there was a burst of energy from nowhere in the sleeves, which was a wisp of energy, bursting out of his fingertips for no reason~ out.

"Doroye finger, Tianzhu Buddha finger, flower finger, Wuxiang robbery finger... This Xuancheng monk is really an unborn Shaolin genius, who can master so many fingering skills..."

Others are a little weaker, and it is difficult to see it, but Su Liu sighed lightly, and saw Xuancheng's offensive clearly, and even used several Shaolin Temple fingering skills, implying extremely deep and obscure meanings, which is much more difficult than Gu Mozhi's use of Xiao Wuxianggong to simulate urging seventy-two stunts.

In Jin Lao's original book, there is such a big master, and in the end it is the Shaolin heritage is amazing.

Seeing it on the side, the king of the Great Wheel Ming Gu Mozhi looked gloomy and sighed: "Alas, when I saw Master Xuancheng and my methods, I realized that the little monk didn't know the height of the sky before, and he really smiled and was generous." ”

He sighed because he was able to use many of the seventy-two stunts, but it was only because of the characteristics of Xiao Wuxianggong, so that he could really cultivate these stunts and comprehend the essence of the Buddha in it, and it would be rare to be able to practice a few of them.

In contrast, this immortal monk Xuancheng is at his fingertips, and every stunt makes the plain and relaxed, full of heat, and there is no reluctance at all.

His leopard's eyes widened, and his body moved rapidly.

Wow!

Su Liu watched Monk Xuancheng's feet move wildly, rushing to the ground, and his whole body was so calm and condensed on his feet that the bluestone ground under his feet was shattered by him, and the fine stones and gravel rose upside down into the sky, majestic and majestic, and it was difficult to describe in words.

Seeing this kind of might, everyone couldn't help but be shocked, and meditated in their hearts, such martial arts, even Xuanci's resurrection is too late, Master Xuansheng whispered a Buddha name, and asked several senior brothers: "The Arhat array has been broken, if Senior Brother Xuancheng can't do anything about him, then how should Shaolin deal with it?" “

"Senior Brother Xuancheng will never lose."

Master Xuan Lin stared closely at the two people on the field, Xuan Cheng rushed forward frantically, but Su Liu stood calmly in place, his clothes and white hair flying, but it seemed that a storm was coming, and he did not move.

Countless finger points turned into a few points of energy, and fell to the ground with a bang, and everyone who was a little closer suddenly felt the strong wind blowing on their faces, and couldn't help but retreat half a step, and at this time, Su Liu's body technique suddenly moved, just like the leaves of a thousand autumns, swirling in the wind, and drifted around.

Monk Xuancheng staggered and spun around, and even used several mysterious fingerings, Su Liu turned around to avoid it, but his sleeves moved almost at the same time, and when he couldn't make a move, he also replied to him with a fingering.

"You take out thirteen fingers, and only one finger is back for you."

Shocking.

A finger flick of the sky is terrifying.

Su Liu didn't know how many wonderful fingering techniques were fused at this time, and they were all contained in this finger, and his fingers were surging, like a little volley arrow flying out, piercing Xuan Cheng's fingers like a devastation, and his momentum was still more than that, and a little ripple-like air flow in the air was moving, and even his body protection true qi was pierced with one finger.

Kiss!

Fingers are arrows, invincible.

It's just that after this finger broke through the two true qi barriers in a row, its momentum gradually failed, and the monk Xuancheng was not in a hurry, three inches sideways, and his body seemed to be coated with a layer of greasy ~ slippery grease, and the shocking fingers rubbed the monk's robe around his shoulders, and wiped his body dangerously.

Zheng!

There was a sharp sound in the air like the resonance of gold and iron, and the monk Xuancheng retreated, his body shook for a while, and he stared down, only to see that a small ~ hole had been broken in his shoulder.

Su Liu's eyes were also a little surprised, and he asked, "Can you stop my astonishing finger, it seems that you have already practiced the Shaolin King Kong Immortal Skill?" “

In the original book, this Shaolin magic skill stunt actually did not appear in the dragon, but it appeared in the book Yitian, at that time, the Shaolin Temple Kongjian monk practiced King Kong is not bad, it is this body protection skill, and he caught the thirteen punches of the golden lion king before he died.

It was a tragic and extremely strong seven-wound fist, the golden lion king's internal strength was in the sky, and it was allowed to be called the top of the first-class, and the monk Kongjian was able to take the thirteen punches he threw out with all his strength with Xiaocheng's King Kong incorruptible magic skill, which shows the wonder of this magic skill.

Everyone was in an uproar, and the monks of Shaolin Temple were also secretly happy in their hearts, and they were not afraid of being called by Su Liu, but there was a surprise in their hearts.

"It's actually King Kong who is not bad!?"

"Senior Brother Xuancheng has actually practiced this magic skill, and for hundreds of years, he is the only one who has practiced it!"

"King Kong is not bad, all harm is not invaded, Su Shizhu's high eyesight is exactly the King Kong of the temple!"

Xuan Cheng exhaled a mouthful of turbid breath heavily, his expression was solemn, his hands waved lightly, and his movements seemed to be slow and fast, this Shaolin Qianye hand was used in his hand, it was simply wonderful, and it was impressive to see a Buddha waving his arm to descend into the world, thousands of palm shadows filled the air like Bodhi leaves, and the air flow was torn, making a strange sound, and all the heaven and earth vitality in front of Su was emptied.

He switched from fingering to palming, and returned to the state of crazy rushing again, the real air rotation is even more unhindered, when he came out of the palm, he even had time to speak, and said: "The master of the Su Palace is as wise as a torch, it is the temple's King Kong is not bad, and the poor monk is just a small success, but he is smiling." ”

The palm wind came turbulently, and Su Liu smiled: "You have actually practiced this body protection magic skill, it is really a rare surprise!" “

He had the heart to see what level of cultivation this Shaolin immortal monk had reached, so he first replied to a prana palm, and the Shaolin monks were shocked, and they all looked at Master Xuansheng, and found that Master Xuansheng himself was also a sudden change in his face, and said: "When did the temple's Panruo divine palm spread out?" ”

Xuan was silent, suddenly sighed, and said: "If the Su Palace Master is a profound cultivator, he should still be above you and me, alas......"

With a sigh, the Shaolin monks felt sad in their hearts.

Now Su Liu's Praruo palm cultivation is indeed not comparable to any one in Shaolin, this palm is extremely mysterious, the deeper the master's skill, the greater the power that can be exerted, Su Liu's current cultivation has already peeked into the realm of the grandmaster, and the power of Praruo palm is inconceivable.

Xuancheng Qianye's palm strength is full of palm shadows, but before it reaches the strongest place, Su Liu's palm has already split into the air, and the palm power falls on a seven-foot-high incense giant tripod on the square, and with a bang, the bronze incense tripod weighing hundreds of catties actually rises on the ground, turns around, and crashes towards Xuancheng like a living thing.

The two don't know how majestic and turbulent the palm power is connected, the incense ash is sprinkled all over the sky, the gray between the heaven and the earth, and he can no longer see the scene in front of him, Xuan Cheng's sleeves rolled, and the palm was blowing the wind, but it was difficult to cover his eyes, he just glanced at it, and his heart was shocked, he actually had a feeling of becoming a prey.

One palm breaks ten million palms.

Xuancheng's tall body shook and flew back like a paper kite, Su Liu only took a step, but it was like shrinking into inches, and the latter came to his side first, chuckling, his right palm slapped on his shoulder again, Xuancheng people adjusted their posture in the air, and at the moment they carried up twelve percent of their internal force, and there seemed to be golden light on their bodies shining through their clothes ~ out, it was King Kong not bad magic, but his King Kong was not bad and not really not broken, but he couldn't bear Su Liu's six void divine strength that swept the world.

King Kong's undefeated body protector Zhengang finally defeated Su Liu in one fell swoop, and Xuan Cheng's shoulders sank and ached, and he was unable to fall.

Click, click, click!

After all, Xuan Cheng is a martial arts master, he knows the method of unloading strength, most of the power contained in this palm on his shoulder is transmitted to the place where he lands, the green bricks on the square are broken inch by inch, Xuan Cheng's feet are like green pines, even though the waist is like a long bow to collapse, bent into a huge arc, but the person stands extremely steady, after falling from the air, he will stand on the ground and take root, without moving an inch at all, above the flat ground, there are two more foot pits, so that his feet are sunken in, almost to the knees.

Xuancheng's Vajra Immortal Divine Skill has been broken by Su Liu, but the Gang Qi is a cover, and he naturally resists the external energy, and he is only slightly injured, and for him who has practiced the Yijin Sutra, it cannot be regarded as a serious injury.

"It's rare to meet King Kong who is not bad, let me see if it is really unbroken and not broken!"

The dark purple light flashed in Su Liu's eyes, and a palpitating catastrophe force was like a swimming fish, instantly invading Xuan Cheng's body, and quietly, he snatched away a trace of King Kong's incorruptible body protection Zhengang, giving back to his body.

All of this was almost only completed in an instant, and the figures of the two in the eyes of everyone were separated, and Su Liuxin moved with his thoughts, and when his thoughts turned around, he felt that this wisp of pure Buddhism was warm and pure in his meridians.

Xuancheng was still in the pit, blocking the Shaolin monks who were coming to rescue him, his hands were folded, his palms were still trembling slightly, but he sighed calmly: "The poor monk's cultivation is shallow, not the opponent of the palace master, if he retreats and cultivates for another thirty years, he may be able to take over a hundred hands from the palace master." ”

Xuan Lin and the others had bloodless faces, their lips trembled, and even Xuan Cheng, who had cultivated first in two hundred years, was returning from the feathers, it was hard to understand that Su Liu was really invincible in the world?

Su Liu waved his hand and said: "I came to Shaolin Temple today, and I really didn't come wrong, I was given a big surprise, with Master Xuancheng's martial arts, you are also worthy of the first name in two hundred years, but there is still a monk in Shaolin, why don't you come out to meet." ”

"There is also a monk, why don't you come out to meet!?"

Xuancheng monk martial arts is successful, it is also rare, Su Liu has taken a little of his Vajra is not bad divine power origin true power, and he can use the power of robbery to slowly analyze the mysteries in it, there is no need to harm him, but when he said this, his face was immovable, and his strength sank in the dantian, like a long groan from a dragon,

Clang!

Clang!

Clang!

The towering Shaolin Temple, the morning bell at this time no one to knock, is like the Hong Zhong Da Lu, the big buckle Xuanyin.

"In our Shaolin Temple, where are there any unborn monks?"

The morning bell vibrated in his ears, and Su Liu's long howl still echoed in his ears, and Master Xuan Lin muttered to himself.

I'm afraid that even the monks of Shaolin Temple don't know that there is a truly transcendent master in their temple, and everyone who has seen Tianlong should know which one Su Liu is talking about.

The nameless sweeping monk in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion is also one of the most mysterious and powerful masters in Master Jin's pen.

The life of the sweeping monk is completely understated, as if winning the two top masters, Murong Bo and Xiao Yuanshan, is as simple as eating and drinking, and it can even generate a few feet of body protection Zhengang, and take Xiao Feng's dragon descending palm power hard.

Master Xuancheng lowered his eyes and sighed: "Alas, what can the immortal monk do, even if he wins or loses. ”

He has profound attainments in Buddhism, and in this statement, there is no profound truth of Zen Buddhism, and everyone is contemplative, as if waking up from a dream.

Su Liu laughed out loud when he heard this, and said, "Master Xuancheng, this is open-minded, but this sentence is wrong, it is better to win than to lose." ”

The one who loses, just the loser, and no one will remember a loser.

But the success is enough to be remembered, at least at this time, all the monks of Shaolin Temple were shocked by Su Liu's awe-inspiring domineering, and thousands of monks unconsciously took a step back.

The laughter was wanton and arrogant, and everyone was shocked in their hearts: How could such a skill as the Heaven Swallowing Palace Lord be beyond the reach of manpower?

Looking at such an invincible situation, the little fairy's smiling beautiful eyes narrowed into a curved arc moon, and when her mind was excited, a flower suddenly appeared in front of her eyes, and it turned out that in the long laughter, Su Liu had already pulled up, cut through the sky and flew out, like Kunpeng flapping its wings, swaying for three thousand miles, directly crossing the monks, and falling on the top of the Daxiong Treasure Hall and sighed softly: "The great Shaolin, hundreds of years of inheritance, no one can stop me?" ”

Then, with a slight touch of his feet on the eaves of the temple, the person had disappeared.

The place where he landed was the stone lion outside the Scripture Pavilion.

I finally saw an old monk.

White eyebrows and white beard, lowered eyebrows and low eyes.

The autumn wind is sluggish, and the leaves are everywhere.

Sweep it away with a broom.

(To be continued.) )