The sweeping monk stood and chanted Amitabha Buddha, "Young man, good skills, the old monk has never heard of those tricks just now, and then the old monk is going to use all his strength, and the young man is paying attention." ”

Yang Xuan's head was a little muddy at this time, looking at the sweeping monk's heart bursting with anger, rushing straight up, eighth-level fist, such as the divine palm, Tianshan folding plum hand, Tianshan Liuyang palm, etc., all of them were displayed, the previous move was still Tianshan Liuyang Palm Yang Song Tianjun directly hit the chest of the sweeping monk, the latter move has become an eighth-level fist elbow attack, the sweeping monk is not ambiguous, it is also a big smashing stele hand counterattack, and then the strong King Kong palm, Wei Tuo pestle, Shaolin seventy-two stunts continue to counterattack towards Yang Xuan.

"Bang, bang, boom."

The ground within a radius of dozens of meters around the two of them looked as if it had been bombarded by missiles, and everyone around them was dumbfounded.

"Both of them have already achieved martial arts, so let's take a step back so as not to hurt the innocent." Xuan Ci said with a shocked emotion.

"Dead monk, are you good? At such an age, he is still so capable of fighting. Yang Xuan said as he attacked.

"The old monk admires the martial arts of the young man, but today the old monk must resolve the anger in your heart, otherwise your martial arts will only make the world miserable." The sweeping monk attacked while resisting.

Yang Xuan looked at it for a long time, and he didn't hide, and the black flame instantly appeared in his right hand, splitting the mountain with one move, and slashed straight down at the sweeping monk.

The sweeping monk is not ambiguous, although he is old, but his reaction ability is not slow at all, and his hands are folded in an instant, and a three-foot wall of qi bursts out from his body.

The sound of "bells and bells" is endless, and it turns out to be the sound of an axe and a wall of air.

Everyone around, as soon as they heard this voice, they all immediately felt upset and irritable, and some of them had poor internal skills and sat directly cross-legged and sat on low grades.

The sweeping monk's three-foot qi wall is really powerful, almost a meter thick, both soft and hard, in response to the sentence of combining rigidity and softness.

Therefore, Yang Xuan couldn't cut it no matter how he cut it, but if he looked closely, it was not difficult to see that the blood on the corner of the sweeping monk's mouth began to slowly drip down again.

Slowly Yang Xuan lost his patience, and there was a rush in his heart, and he inadvertently drove the exercise of the evil Buddha body, and slowly Yang Xuan's body began to get bigger, five meters, ten meters, and finally stopped at the level of 22 meters.

Yang Xuan's face was angry, and he took the black flame back into the storage space, and his fist of nearly four meters smashed into the sweeping monk like a meteorite, and the sweeping monk was beaten around in mid-air like a ball, at this time, Yang Xuan grabbed the sweeping monk and shook the three-foot qi wall with a strong grip.

The blood of the sweeping monk surged, and he said intermittently, "The donor is supernatural, the old monk admires, I don't know if if I die, whether the donor can eliminate the anger in my heart." ”

Yang Xuan turned a deaf ear and was about to pinch the sweeping monk to death, at this time Tong Piaoyun shouted while running, "Yang Xuan, don't kill people, you are about to fall into the devil, remember me?" ”

Yang Xuan stared at Tong Piaoyun's big eyes, looking at Tong Piaoyun, and a burst of confusion and love slowly appeared in his violent eyes.

Looking at the sweeping monk in his hand again, Yang Xuan's reason slowly recovered, looking at the sweeping monk who was dying, Yang Xuan thought about it, and slowly entered his vitality into the sweeping monk.

"Thank you Shaoxia, the old man is fine." The sweeping monk who was resurrected in an instant with full blood folded his hands.

"Thank you Master for refining my anger, no wonder I've been killing more and more people recently, as if I didn't care about human life." Yang Xuan said with annoyance.

"The young man can wake up, and it is not in vain the advice of the old monk, Amitabha." Sweeping monks.

After Yang Xuan put the sweeping monk down, his body slowly became smaller until he finally returned to his normal size.

Tong Piaoyun instantly pounced and said, "Are you going to scare me to death?" It's all my fault, I haven't noticed anything strange about you for so long. ”

"It's okay to pull, isn't it okay for me? By the way, let me put on some of my pants first, and everyone will be watching. Yang Xuan said shyly.

Hahaha, the people around were in an uproar, I didn't expect Yang Xuan, whose strength was like a god and demon, to have such a funny side, the scene just now almost scared the people around him to death, and some people thought that Yang Xuan was not a human being, but he was going to come quickly.

When Yang Xuan transformed, there were even a few Shaolin little monks who shouted strangely, "Look, the monster is revealed." ”

Now that I think about it, the people around me want to laugh, but for the respect of the strong, everyone can only endure it.

Yang Xuan changed his clothes and pants, and Tong Piaoyun and the sweeping monk all came over and said, "Abbot Xuanci, Yang Xuan is presumptuous today, I'm really sorry." ”

"Amitabha, Lord Yang has great powers, the old man admires, and congratulations to Lord Yang for washing away his anger, which is gratifying." Xuan Ci said with a little courtesy.

"Thank you Abbot Haihan, fortunately the master can wash away the anger, today we plan to return to the Xiaoyao faction, deal with the delay during this time, I will come to the master again." Yang Xuan said politely.

"Welcome to Shaolin, the old monk must be waiting for him." The sweeping monk folded his hands.

Only then did everyone slowly disperse, and there was another rumor in the rivers and lakes that was both true and false.

In a restaurant, a table of four immortals, at this time, the four of them are all you come and go heroic drinking, and a master from another state capital said, "I heard that Shaolin and the beggar gang held a martial arts conference recently, I don't know the result, if so, I think it must be Shaolin, I didn't run." ”

The person who was asked and the other person next to him fell silent one after another, and finally said to a friend who didn't participate in the martial arts, "This martial arts conference actually didn't have anything to do with the beggars and the Xingzhu faction, it was a Shaolin nameless old monk and a black evil scholar war." ”

The master of another state capital said, "Scholar of the Black Evil? It is said that it has only recently emerged.,It's estimated that it's a descendant of the rivers and lakes.,The nameless old monk of Shaolin is to guide him.,I've always said that the kid who has just come out of the rivers and lakes must be educated well.,Otherwise, ride a horse.,Take a sword.,Think you're a generation of heroes.。 ”

Asked was a middle-aged fat man, the fat man glanced at him and said, "Whew, you can believe it or not, if it wasn't for the fact that the site of the war was still there, I thought we were dreaming, at that time we followed the Shaolin abbot to check if there were foreign enemies in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, but I didn't expect the black evil scholar to be led out of the demon by the nameless old monk, the two fought in the back mountain, that battle was really earth-shattering, the nameless old monk appeared all over the body of the three-foot air wall, invulnerable.

The black scholar turned into a giant about six zhang in size, and finally defeated the nameless old monk, fortunately his wife woke up his good thoughts, otherwise the nameless old monk would definitely be killed. After finishing speaking, the fat man seemed to think of something, shivered, and said, "The rivers and lakes are deeper than I believe, like an ocean, I plan to withdraw from the rivers and lakes, fortunately, I still have some savings over the years, and it is still good to be a rich man, I am really afraid." After finishing speaking, the middle-aged fat man took a sip of bitter wine and shook his head with a slightly bitter smile on the corner of his mouth.

The two masters who did not participate in the martial arts conference were already stunned, if they didn't know that this person never lied, they would still be regarded as a rumor spread by others.