"The Great Merciful Hand—"

The Buddha of Tianyin Pavilion is very simple, and after reciting the Buddha's name, he shot directly.

Boom –

The golden Buddha's hand traverses the sky, like the palm of a god, covering the past towards the summer wind. This hand shocked the people around him, compared to those Yanjing Tianjiao and Sect Tianjiao just now, the Buddha of Tianyin Pavilion was not half a star.

is also a quasi-grandmaster, but the gap is so big.

Factors such as bloodline talent, martial arts, mental experience, and weapons can all affect a person's potential and combat power. The same realm, different people, their strength, are different.

The quasi-grandmaster seems to be a realm, and everyone seems to be no different.

Actually, there is a world of difference.

A strong quasi-grandmaster can easily slap a weak quasi-grandmaster to death.

That's the gap!

At this moment, people experienced this gap firsthand. He also realized the importance of talent, inheritance, heart, weapons, etc., and the Buddha of Tianyin Pavilion had far more sects and talents than those people before, and his strength was also several times stronger than those people.

"Dragon Catcher—"

Xia Feng looked calm and shouted.

Boom –

A golden palm of light condensed in front of him, emitting the sound of a dragon's groan, like a dragon's hand, directly meeting the Great Mercy Hand.

Knock –

Two golden palms collided, shaking in all directions.

Many people are temporarily deaf in their ears and blind in their eyes.

Those who can come here to watch the battle are the worst internal strength martial artists, who are far away from the center of the competition, but they are still affected by the aftermath of the battle. Many people's faces turned pale, and they realized the strength of the quasi-grandmaster even more.

"Who will win?"

There are also some who are blocking the aftermath of the battle, and they are speculating about who will win.

Bump –

The Great Mercy Hand shattered, and the Buddha of Tianyin Pavilion fell into disadvantage.

"Luohan Fist—"

He let out a loud shout, changed his moves, and smashed the void with one punch, exuding a powerful masculine aura, fierce and invincible.

"Fight with me?"

Xia Feng sneered, and also punched out.

This is the ancestral mastery of the Xia clan, the true dragon fist. It is also one of the only secret techniques of the Xia people to inherit the ancient civilization after the annihilation of the ancient civilization, and it is extremely powerful.

Poof-

The power of the True Dragon Fist was too strong, and the Luohan Fist was directly defeated.

"Vulnerable—"

Xia Feng shook his head.

"Looking for death - my Buddha is compassionate!"

The Buddha of Tianyin Pavilion wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, his eyes showed a fierce look, he held a demon pestle, smashed the void, and directly used his weapon to make a ruthless move.

"Hmph—finally stopped pretending? Buddhism is also human, I really thought you would be completely compassionate—"

Xia Feng sneered, held a spear, and went straight to meet him.

Sneering –

One after another spears were agitated, exuding a fierce killing intent, with the unique domineering and imperial dragon aura of the royal family.

Poof-

The Buddha of Tianyin Pavilion was pierced in the chest and flew out sideways, coughing up blood.

"You have to be glad that this is a joust, otherwise, you would have died a long time ago-"

Xia Feng sneered and said proudly.

Immediately, he looked around and swelled to the extreme. His prestige has also reached its extreme.

"Who else? Quasi-Grandmaster is not vulnerable at all, is there any Grandmaster who dares to fight with me?" "Prince Xia Feng is very inflated, and there are so many people who worship him, he is so fluttering, he directly does not make an appointment to fight the quasi-grandmaster.

it!

People exclaimed, this is the hero, this is the pride of the sky, with the quasi-grandmaster cultivating, about the grandmaster.

But there are also a few people frowning, such as Feng Xingtian, Jiang Yi, Yang Ling'er, etc., Prince Xia Feng is inflated and proud. It's not good to make an appointment with the Grandmaster.

As a prince, Xia Feng's inheritance, talent, and secret skills are far beyond ordinary people, so he does have the strength of a quasi-grandmaster and a grandmaster.

But that's an ordinary grandmaster, a relatively weak grandmaster.

In the sectarian realm, there are very few sectmasters who are weaker, comparable to those in the secular realm. Xia Feng got carried away, and dared to make an appointment with the grandmaster of the battle sect realm, isn't this looking for death?

"It's time for me to play—"

A young monk chuckled and flew into the ring.

"Poor monk Shaolin Temple Fakong, I have seen His Highness-"

The young monk folded his hands and chanted a Buddha name.

Shaolin Temple!

People exclaimed, the sect's grandmaster had made a move.

Shaolin Temple, which is one of the blessed places of Huaxia Cave. Rising in the Middle Ages, the heritage is very powerful, and there are transcendent beings. It has a relationship with the transcendent force Lingshan, and most of the Buddhism in China comes from the two extraordinary forces of Lingshan and Wutai Mountain.

Shaolin Wudang, that is a commonly used sect in many novels and romance stories.

These two sects, in fact, existed, and rose in the Middle Ages as a blessed land. Although it is not comparable to the transcendent forces, there are also transcendent beings whose strength far surpasses that of other sects.

Located under the Five Great Holy Lands and the Thirty-six Transcendent Forces, it belongs to the Seventy-two Heavenly Blessed Lands.

"Master Fakong, although we have a good relationship, I have always wanted to have a discussion with you. Today, I can finally learn your Shaolin stunts. After the Middle Ages, the five holy lands and the thirty-six extraordinary forces basically did not appear in the world, and Shaolin and Wudang rose in the Middle Ages, so that the world believes that the world's martial arts are out of Shaolin. This prince wants to see what is the difference between the Cave Heaven Blessed Land that rose in the Middle Ages and the Cave Heaven Blessed Land before the Middle Ages, and the ordinary sects——"

The Prince of Xia Feng was more inflated at the moment, and at the same time, he also wanted to know which of the royal family was stronger and weaker compared to the Cave Heaven Blessed Land.

"Your Highness, the Dao Sect is not the older it is, the more powerful it is. There are talents from the ancient and mythological eras, and the remnants of ancient civilizations are powerful, but the sects born in the Middle Ages are not necessarily weak. Since the prince wants to learn Shaolin, the poor monk will sacrifice his ugliness——"

Fakong's face was compassionate, but his words were sonorous and powerful.

Shaolin and Wudang, by ordinary people after the Middle Ages, and even ordinary sects, were named Taishan Beidou in the ancient martial arts world, and they were extremely beautiful. So much so that they themselves believe that the level of Shaolin Wudang should be more than just a blessed land, even in the face of extraordinary forces, they are not afraid at all.

In addition to the five holy places, Shaolin Wudang does not lose to any Taoist system.

Today's competition is also a good opportunity for Shaolin to compete for fame. Most people in Huaxia and even in the human world know that not long after, the three holy lands will fight with the Lord of Bai Yujing and the Lord of Heaven to fight at the top of Yanjing.

Now, Yanjing has gathered all kinds of characters one after another, and has begun to warm up for the upcoming decisive battle.

"Luohan Fist—"

Fakong's expression was calm, and he also used Luohan Fist.

Knock –

It is also an Arhat fist, which is displayed by Fakong, and its power and subtlety are far from being comparable to the Buddha of Tianyin Pavilion. His cultivation has reached the realm of a grandmaster, and the bright light of the Buddha floats behind his head, like the Buddha descending.

Luohan fist traverses the sky, crushing everything.

"True Dragon Fist—"

Seeing this, Xia Feng suddenly became solemn, and at this time, he was excited and regretful.

Excitedly, he had long wanted to compete with the masters of Shaolin Temple, and now, he finally got what he wanted.

What I regret is that he has won one big victory after another just now, and he has swelled.

Accidentally, he actually challenged the grandmaster.

Now, not only is there a grandmaster, but he is also from the Shaolin Temple, one of the blessed places in the cave, and he is in big trouble.

Boom –

Xia Feng ran with all his strength and played a real dragon fist.

Poof-

However, the end is already doomed.

Shaolin Temple Grandmaster Fakong, one punch defeated the real dragon boxing, and the summer wind flew out like a kite with a broken string.

Suddenly, there was an eerie silence all around!