Energetic collision.

But it didn't kick up the dust in the sky like before.

Yue Yuan and the sweeping monk fought quickly, but the two of them fought fast, and the energy generated between the two sides had not yet had time to radiate, and they were pressed back again. In the middle of the field, all that echoed in everyone's ears was the muffled thunder that resembled bursts.

One moves are casual, and the thunder is heard in silence, but the moves are fatal.

One Buddha is compassionate, Shaolin 72 stunts come out at will, and the moves do not have the slightest killing intent, showing compassion.

"Oh!"

"The strongest monk in Shaolin Temple, it's really the old monk!"

A patched monk's robe, constantly fluttering backwards under the agitation of energy, the old monk's face like the bark of an old tree, flowing with compassion for the world, no anger and no hatred.

Compared with other monks in Shaolin Temple, sweeping monks have a very high realm in Buddhism.

"Donor!"

"Everything is sad, please put down the butcher's knife and give this river and lake a little life!"

"Tai Jue will eventually cut off his own back road!"

The gentle voice was responding, and the old monk's palms carried the wide sleeves of the monk's robe, rolled over Yue Yuan's palms, and dragged them tightly, still not giving up the idea of turning back from the person in front of him.

"Put down the butcher knife?"

"You should say this to the people of Western Xia and Da Liao, not to me!"

"Rather than putting down the butcher's knife, I actually prefer your Buddhism's life and sins! It's just that at present, Buddhism is wronged, ignoring the safety of the country, burying his head in his own three-point field, and losing the courage to bear the sinful karma? What's the use of Shaolin for you? ”

In words, it is a confrontation, but also a confrontation of ideas.

Palms in the face!

There was another muffled sound in the air.

The crowd felt that the earth trembled like an earthquake, and people were a little unstable for a moment.

In the verbal confrontation, Yue Yuan's moves also changed again, and he actually used Shaolin's stunt to fight the sweeping monk. Prajna palm. Finger ...... A series of world-shattering Shaolin masteries appeared in the hands of the two, only to see the people present stunned.

At the same time, a thought arose in the hearts of many people - the stars are moving?

Yue Yuan's gaze fell on the old monk in front of him, the other party was a sweeping monk, but not the person he imagined, the exercises of this person in front of him were authentic Buddhist kung fu. In his mind, he was constantly analyzing the true identity of the monk in front of him.

Being able to quietly sweep the floor in the Shaolin Scripture Pavilion for decades, without revealing the slightest flaw, is simply sweeping the floor every day and chanting the scriptures, so it can be seen that the other party's Buddhism has been refined to the depths.

People of such a realm. Even the empty monks and the four holy monks I saw when I was in the Tang Dynasty did not have such an open-minded mentality, and there was only one person who could do this. Or rather, it's the only one of those people.

That's the Buddhist Mountain Keeper.

The thought just came to mind.

The old monk's moves in front of him have changed, and it is no longer the seventy-two stunts of the Shaolin Zangjing Pavilion, but the seal of both hands, turning into a treasure bottle seal like Guanyin Bodhisattva descending to the world, oriented to Yue Yuan's chest.

Although the move looked simple, in Yue Yuan's eyes, it was as if the world was completely dark at this moment, and then it shone brightly in the darkness, as if it had become a big Buddha. You have to crush yourself as a demon.

It is a treasure seal.

Looked at!

Sure enough, it was the nine-character mantra of Buddhism, and it was the mountain keeper of Buddhism. Yue Yuan's right hand clenched into a fist, and he directly punched the other party towards his treasure bottle seal.

Fist!

Stamp!

Contact, freeze frame!

"This is ......"

"Dragon!"

The sweeping monk's eyes, which had been slightly open, opened suddenly, and a pair of eyes flashed.

In the eyes of the old monk. The vase mark of his own trick to suppress demons suddenly changed at this moment, as if he was suppressing not a person, but an evil dragon with scales and armor, and a spiritual induction. In front of him was an evil dragon.

Then, in the eyes of many people, in their consciousness, they only felt that there was an inexplicable darkness in front of them, and there was a sense of light being shattered. Listening to a muffled snort, the treasure bottle seal was broken by Yue Yuan with the simplest long fist brute force.

The fist broke through the vase seal and came to the old monk's chest.

When he was about to touch his heart, he stopped at three inches, and he couldn't get an inch.

"Huh?"

"Protective Qi Wall?"

A light surprise, for Yue Yuan, this was not unexpected. However, Yue Yuan could also feel that the old monk in front of him had injuries in his heart, not only the sword wounds caused by his concubine, but also other injuries, were they caused by Xiao Feng? Thoughts flashed, but the movements of the hands were not slow.

Turn fists into claws.

The five-finger volley was directly grasped in front of the old monk.

Immediately.

A shrill crunch resounded through the square.

Meantime.

The left hand was also stretched out, and the hands were like tearing a piece of cloth, only to hear the tearing sound, the two transparent energies were torn apart by Yue Yuansheng from the chest of the old monk, which was the other party's body protection strength. At this moment, the raw ones were broken.

Subsequently -

The right hand clenched into a fist again, and a punch hit the old monk's heart directly.

Even if the sweeping monk reacted in time, he could only have time to form the pro character in the nine-character mantra - the Ducobalt Seal, which was blocked in his heart.

Fist print handover!

In the tremor of the earthquake, the sweeping monks were like cannonballs being shot, and the whole person was blown away. At the same time, Yue Yuan turned around and once again faced Xiao Feng, who was fighting with the Dragon Descending Palm Technique.

Air.

In the splash of blood, the sweeping monk fell to the ground.

After retreating more than ten steps in a row, the old monk stood still, and at the moment when his body stood firm, he saw that the monk's robe on his body exploded, flying out countless blood mist, and a strong qi passed through his body from his chest to his back.

The qi that passed through the body left a clearly visible fist mark on the ground.

Meanwhile.

Xiao Feng's second palm had already arrived, and after the second palm of the dragon descending palm was hit at the peak of his strength, there was no pause, and the third, fourth, and fifth palms came out one after another.

Every palm is Xiao Feng's greatest determination.

Every palm is Xiao Feng's efforts.

Each palm is spilling its own blood and its own life.

The dragon groaned.

The tumbling waves of earth are like the surging waves of the Qiantang River, surging in all directions one after another.

But even so, Yue Yuan, who was standing in a three-foot circle, still did not avoid it, and there was no sign of retreat. The moves are extremely domineering. In the eyes of the heroes, he used a bottomless skill to forcibly hedge against the opponent's strength.

Although painting the ground as a prison restricts itself, it also shows that unbeatable faith.

The fifth palm - do not use the hidden dragon.

With a loud bang, Xiao Feng's whole person flew out, and the blood that he had been forcibly holding back finally couldn't hold back, and spurted out of his mouth in a big gulp.

"Ahh

Even if Xiao Feng fell into passivity and was framed because of his life experience, even at the moment when he saw his father being swept away, Xiao Feng had never been as miserable as in front of him, and he was not so unconfident.

For the first time.

Even Xiao Feng, who was incomparably proud, hesitated at this moment. There was also despair.

And Duan Yu, Zhuge Xiaohua and others wanted to help, but they didn't dare to mix it up abruptly at this time. Once you anger the other party and break the promise of the three-foot circle, I am afraid that no one present can stop it. Even if someone thought of taking the people he came with him as hostages, no one dared to carry out this idea.

For example, Ah Zi.

Her mind is as vicious as hers, and her heart is full of worry at this moment, but she can't and dare not try the thoughts in her heart.

"Lord Xiao!"

"Come here!"

Eventually, the sweeping monk who was healing his wounds spoke up.

"Huh?"

He wiped a handful of blood from the corner of his mouth. Xiao Feng glanced at Yue Yuan, who was standing quietly in a three-foot circle, and then walked towards the sweeping monk. In his heart, he was also quite annoyed at this moment, if he didn't make a move in the temple and broke the ribs of the sweeping monk. I'm afraid the situation will be much better.

"Monk, what do you command?"

“……”

The old monk didn't speak directly, but looked at Xiao Feng quietly for a long time, and then asked, "The poor monk only asks Master Xiao one word." Is it worth it? ”

Xiao Feng was stunned for a moment, and then understood.

The sweeping monk in front of him was asking if it was worth it to block this monstrous catastrophe for Shaolin Temple as a Liao person. There was no direct answer. Xiao Feng just turned his head slowly and looked around, the collapsed temple wall, the monks lying on the ground, and the beggar disciples who were holding their bodies and moaning not far away, as well as the disabled heroes everywhere.

The gaze is faint.

In a trance, Xiao Feng returned to the days of eating meat and drinking wine in large bowls, and countless fellow Taoists were born and died for the Great Song Dynasty, blocking Western Xia and resisting Great Liao.

Children of the rivers and lakes, blood of the rivers and lakes.

A body of courage, a body of pride, when the sky is high.

Bones can be broken, but they can't be bent.

can endure the grievance, but can't let the passionate pride cool and rise in his heart in an instant, Xiao Feng smiled and said, "It's worth it!" ”

"Amitabha!"

With his hands folded, a compassionate Buddha horn echoed in the square, the sweeping monk suddenly made a move, holding Xiao Feng's hand with one hand, his body moved, the person had already flown up, upside down, and the remaining hand was actually pressed on the top of Xiao Feng's head, and he was actually going to give Xiao Feng an empowerment on the spot.

At the same time as the empowerment, the sweeping monk was also transmitting the sound into the secret, telling Xiao Feng about the discoveries of his previous battles.

Dragon!

Demonic thoughts!

Benevolence!

The contradiction of good and evil!

To defeat the other party, there is only one way, that is, to use the fierceness against the fierceness, and the most fierce dragon descending palm method in the world to subdue this bloodthirsty evil dragon, or to surrender the bloodthirsty evil thoughts for the other party.

Distance.

Drawing the ground as a prison, Yue Yuan still didn't have the slightest action about it.

It's just that his hands are on his back, and his bloodthirsty aura is exuding, but people are quietly watching the people in front of him make the last resistance, just like cats playing with mice, watching their prey make a ridiculous move in front of him.

The heroes present were all waiting, and Dugu Feng and Shi Fei Xuan, who were in confusion, gradually sobered up and paid attention to the same in front of them.

It's just that everyone's attention is on the spot, and no one knows when there will be one more person in this game.

One more woman.

is standing quietly behind the little girl, looking at the qiē in front of her with tenderness. (To be continued......)