"Senior brother, what is the identity of this sweeping old monk? It seems that even the abbot is very respectful to him. ”

"You started late, I only saw this shot once more than ten years ago, and it was extremely powerful at that time, and I can't think of anyone in this world who is the opponent of this master and ancestor, just wait and see. ”

"It's really so powerful, but since Shi Bozu is so powerful, who is so bold as to dare to challenge him?"

"I guess I'm a stunned young man, I just heard that Shi Bozu is powerful, but I haven't seen what a powerful method, so I think I want to come and challenge it, if I win by luck, I can make a name for myself in the rivers and lakes, but if I lose, it doesn't matter. ”

"So despicable?!"

"It's good for you to look at it, anyway, if you want to win against Shi Bozu, it's an impossible thing in itself. ”

......

The two stood on the martial arts field, and Shaolin knew that the sweeping monk was naturally full of confidence in the sweeping monk, and felt that it was just a formality.

And Li Mengzhu naturally has confidence in Wan Qingshan, especially in the past year or so, Wan Qingshan's continuous victories have not allowed Wan Qingshan to develop a truly invincible momentum.

On the contrary, it made Li Mengzhu feel that Wan Qingshan was invincible, after all, Wan Qingshan's progress over the past few days has been seen by her, and now Wan Qingshan is stronger than when he competed with his father.

Besides, how long Wan Qingshan has been preparing for this day, these are all in Li Mengzhu's eyes, if Wan Qingshan is not sure, Li Mengzhu believes that Wan Qingshan will not come today.

"Donor, please!"

The sweeping monk put his hands together and let Wan Qingshan attack first.

In the original work of the Tianlong World, the sweeping monk has never had a precedent of attacking first, and it is not just other people's martial arts that are too vegetable, but also the number of martial arts of the sweeping monk, passive counterattack.

However, Wan Qingshan would not have any scruples, he had now reached the pinnacle of what he could reach in this world, and he had no time to continue to improve himself.

If in the current state, he can't defeat the sweeping monk, then Wan Qingshan has no way to say anything.

After all, so far, he has gained four thousand points of main god points, which is barely a loss.

So now Wan Qingshan has put down all his burdens and just wants to do his best.

"Offended!"

Wan Qingshan immediately attacked the sweeping monk who was only three meters away, stepped out, and instantly crossed a distance of three meters, and the other leg, like a wild giant elephant kicking his legs, and like an optimus giant pillar, swept towards the sweeping monk.

The sweeping monk's eyebrows jumped, and he watched the explosion that swept towards him, and chose to avoid it for the first time, and his body moved, leaving the position where he was standing.

Wan Qingshao kicked down and slammed into the martial arts arena, and suddenly there was a loud bang, and a footprint was deeply imprinted on the martial arts arena, three inches deeper, with the footprints as the center, countless cracks spread around.

The warrior monks who were still talking about it were silent for a while, this martial arts arena was all paved with marble, and the hardness was very high, and they usually used the stick method to hit the ground, but they might not be able to make a crack.

Now the people who look about the same age as them actually stepped on a footprint directly with one of their own feet, and if such a force was kicked on them, they had reason to believe that they would be able to make them into meat sauce in an instant.

Even the warrior monk who had cultivated the iron cloth shirt did not dare to use his own body to resist such an attack, and with this hand alone, he let those warrior monks who knew the power of the sweeping monk understand why this person dared to challenge.

Even Xuan Yin was taken aback, he didn't expect this young man to be so strong, and he was far inferior to him for such cultivation attainments.

One kick was useless, Wan Qingshan immediately pursued, in terms of speed alone, he may not be afraid of anyone in this world.

Unlike when fighting against Xuzhu, Xuzhu attacked violently, and Wan Qingshan was passively defending, but now that the old monk has made up his mind to defend, then the offensive role is naturally Wan Qingshan's turn.

Wan Qingshan has no opinion on this, he is different from Xuzhu, every move and style of Xuzhu is basically constant at a value.

There are no particularly weak attacks, but there are no particularly strong bursts either.

But Wan Qingshan was different, every blow of his attack could be like a volcanic eruption, and the eruption was amazing.

Since the sweeping monk wants to keep it, let's see if he can keep it.

The speed of the two was like electricity, Wan Qingshan's every blow was like a demon god's punch, and the sweeping monk was like a Buddha who subdued demons, one punch and one palm, intercepting Wan Qingshan's punch.

When Xiao Feng and others besieged Shaolin before, the sweeping monk resisted the attacks of Xiao Yuanshan and Murong Bo with his own strength, and his own strength was naturally unfathomable.

But now the strength contained in Wan Qingshan's fist is much stronger than Xiao Yuanshan and Murong Bo back then, and the pure power attack is not comparable to the moves that simply use internal force.

Now Wan Qingshan's one-arm strength has been increased to three tons, what is the concept of three tons? That is, Wan Qingshan can throw a small car out with his own strength.

This kind of power hits a person's body, and in a world like the Heavenly Dragon World, which is still a mortal body, it is enough to instantly beat one into meat sauce.

This bolognese sauce here, not an adjective, but a noun!

Therefore, the protective strength that the sweeping monk had built with his extremely strong internal force could not completely block Wan Qingshan's fist like a volcano bursting.

After Wan Qingshan broke his protective strength, even if he offset a few percent of his strength, the remaining strength was not something that his physical body could resist.

So no longer as calm and light as before, but waved back with a wave of his hand.

However, the great virtuous monk is worthy of being a great virtuous monk, even if he fights with Wan Qingshan fiercely, his face is still Gujing Wubo, even if his own wrists have begun to be red and swollen because of resisting Wan Qingshan's heavy punches for a long time.

And Wan Qingshan had no expression on his face, just a pair of slightly bloodshot eyes, indicating that his heart was not as calm as he appeared.

Excited, one might even say exhilarating!

There is only one thought to defeat the person in front of you.

The huge roar generated by the two fights resounded in this Dharma martial arts hall, and the ground that kept shattering as the two fought shocked everyone who was watching the battle around.

True Immortal Fight!

Xuan Yin looked at his uncle, Shaolin seventy-two stunts kept at hand, just like Bodhidharma performing martial arts in the world, breathtaking, even if he was the best at handing his fingers, in front of this uncle, it was like a child's trick.

The technique is almost the way, and he is talking about his own uncle.

And what's even more terrifying is that his uncle seems to be completely proficient in Shaolin 72 stunts, and he can change at will, one second he is still using the Mighty King Kong Finger, and the next second he may be using the flame knife.

Xuan Yin saw his uncle make a move more than ten years ago, so he naturally knew that he was terrible, but he didn't expect that his uncle's martial arts attainments were so profound, and he thought that the martial arts that he had come from home in the past ten years could at least take a few moves in his uncle's hands.

Now it seems that it only takes one move to be able to knock yourself over and rub it on the ground.

And the young man who claims to be a bully can actually have a relationship with his uncle, and he has fought hundreds of moves so far, without showing his defeat at all, which is really terrifying and terrifying.

The warrior monks around them were also shocked, watching the two in front of them with bated breath, although most of the warrior monks couldn't catch the movements of the two at all, but it didn't prevent them from watching everything in front of them intently.

"Master, good means, after fighting so many moves, the master should have seen that the difference between the strength of the lower and the master, even if the fight continues, there will inevitably be one side defeated because of insufficient strength, such a result is not what the next wants. ”

Wan Qingshan said while attacking.

"I don't know what the donor wants?" replied the sweeping monk.

Now that he has fought each other, he naturally understands that what Wan Qingshan said is true.

"There is one last trick in the next place, I want to ask the master to taste it, if the master can block this punch, it is natural that the master wins. ”

"Then let it be as the benefactor says. ”

Seeing that the sweeping monk agreed, Wan Qingshan shook the sweeping monk back with a punch, and the human Dao fist was erected, and a trace of mysterious and unpredictable flavor rose from him.

The sweeping monk's eyebrows jumped, and the eyes of Gujing Wubo flashed with appreciation, and he immediately pinched the Buddha seal and recited the scriptures, which was also the strongest means to show himself.

"Amitabha, the old man has been guarding the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion for more than 40 years, reading all the Buddhist scriptures in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, and he has also gained, and he also invited the donor to taste it. ”

The sweeping monk didn't say that he learned the seventy-two Shaolin stunts in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, but only said that the Buddhist scriptures he read had obviously departed from the stage of simply learning the martial arts of his predecessors, and had also reached the point of absorbing the wisdom of his predecessors.

"My Buddha is compassionate!"

The sweeping monk swept out with one palm, as if incarnating a real Buddha.

This palm was light and fluttering, and it didn't seem to have any attachment, but it made the audience around the martial arts arena feel sluggish, as if this palm was pressed on their hearts.

It is as if the Buddha fell into the human world and wanted to surrender the evil demons and surrender their minds.

The evil demon outside the way here does not refer to the outer demon, but refers to the inner demon, and ordinary people have demonic desires in their hearts, and if they want to achieve positive results and reach the other side, they must surrender the heart ape and restrain the horse.

Wan Qingshan has reason to believe that if the sweeping monk dies and is cremated, he will definitely be able to burn out such a thing as a relic.

Because the spiritual power of the sweeping monk is not necessarily weaker than the current Wan Qingshan, it may not be as condensed as Wan Qingshan, but it is definitely larger than Wan Qingshan in terms of quantity.

Looking at this Buddha's palm, Wan Qingshan did not panic in the slightest, but was excited, this is the battle he wants.

"Red Dust!"