As the giant sword penetrated down, the bamboo forest was smashed out of a large pit, kicking up dust and fallen leaves in the sky, making it impossible to see the real situation inside.

"Have you solved the sweeping monk? No, if it is solved, the system will definitely have a prompt, but now it is not, which means that the old monk is not dead"

The dust cleared, revealing the sweeping monk with a horse's steps inside.

The old monk's horse was upright, blood spilled from the corners of his mouth, and there was a faint reflection of the shield around his body.

"Bell jar?"

Chen Ziang knew why this old monk was able to resist his own deliberate move, it turned out that he carried the golden bell jar at the critical moment, blocking most of the strength, and only a few of them shocked the sweeping monk through the golden bell jar.

Outside the bamboo forest, Wang Yuyan watched as the hundred-zhang-high giant sword condensed in the air, and then penetrated through it at great speed.

This destructive power is terrifying!

Wang Yuyan's heart was shaken again, he is so powerful, do I have a chance to surpass?

She found that she had never really understood Chen Ziang, because every time Chen Ziang would subvert her cognition in more rebellious ways.

One person can be so powerful!

The sweeping monk gently wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth with his hand, and said, "Chen's donor method is really good, but it was always the donor's attack just now, and now it's my turn."

As soon as he finished speaking, he picked up his light skills and attacked Chen Ziang, and at the same time picked a bamboo with the thickness of a small arm on the side.

That bamboo is no longer a simple bamboo in the hands of the sweeping monk, but a peerless magic weapon!

"Demon Stick Method!"

This bamboo waved into a dozen bamboos in Wang Yuyan's eyes, and the sweeping monk naturally didn't do tricks, the reason why there were more than a dozen bamboos was because he swung them so fast that there were many afterimages.

However, these were still too slow in Chen Ziang's eyes, and he was able to easily dodge this demon stick method by using Ling Bo micro-steps, so that none of the sticks fell on him.

While dodging, Chen Ziang was quietly recovering his internal force, and just now he used the Soul Absolute Qin Yin to summon a giant sword that consumed a lot of internal force, so the sweeping monk took the initiative to attack and reconcile his intentions.

After a complete set of Soul Absolute Qin sounds, the sweeping monk couldn't help frowning, because the whole set didn't hit a single stick, but he consumed a lot of internal strength.

"Whew!"

A sword qi condensed in Chen Ziang's hand, and then shot towards the sweeping monk at a rapid speed, only to see the sweeping monk's middle finger and index finger together, pointing at the sword qi in the same posture.

The imposing six-vein divine sword sword qi was fingered by the sweeping monk, and disappeared without a trace.

"Shaolin Seventy-two Stunts: Flower Fingers?" Chen Ziang didn't expect that the sweeping monk of the Six Veins Divine Sword would actually have a way to resist.

"Exactly, although the Flower Finger is not as famous in the martial arts as the donor's six-vein divine sword, its power is one of the strongest among my Shaolin seventy-two stunts," the sweeping monk replied with a calm face.

"Come again!" Chen Ziang once again used the Six-Vein Divine Sword, and at the same time, he also carried Ling Bo to constantly change his position, which was equivalent to attacking the sweeping monk from all directions, but these were still perfectly dodged and resisted by the sweeping monk.

The entire bamboo forest was almost destroyed by the two of them, and there were no obvious wounds on the two of them, and only Chen Ziang's unexpected Soul Qin Technique shocked the sweeping monk, but the damage was very limited.

Chen Ziang found that he had almost used several of his best skills, so he could only use a sword next!

The Heavenly Sword appeared in Chen Ziang's hand, and after holding this sword, his momentum became a little stronger, if the original Chen Ziang was a sword that was still in the sheath, then now he was a sword that had been completely unsheathed!

The sword aura is fierce and aggressive.

"You sword....... It's too domineering" The sweeping monk glanced at the Heavenly Sword, which was different from all the swords he had seen before.

Not only because the Heavenly Sword is sharp, but this Heavenly Sword has been systematically strengthened, and there are many differences in the design of ancient swords.

"I'll take it for you, thank you for the compliment" Chen Ziang flicked his finger twice on the sword, and then stabbed at the sweeping monk.

Sword, indomitable!

"Dugu Nine Swords!"

Just when Chen Ziang was wondering how to deal with the sweeping monk, he didn't expect him to pick up a bamboo as thick as a horsewhip, soft as a fishing rod.

Whenever the Yitian Sword was about to stab the sweeping monk, he could always use its whip-like thin bamboo to hit the body of the Yitian Sword, deviating the original attack track, and at the same time allowing Chen Ziang to show his flaws, which would be used to the fullest with the words of Rou Kegang.

"What kind of ghost trick is this?" Chen Ziang felt as if he had hit the cotton with a heavy blow, which was very uncomfortable!

If the sweeping monk uses fierce tricks such as the Demon Stick Method, then Chen Ziang is confident that he can just beat him and be harder than him!

But the sweeping monk used this week's routine of overcoming rigidity with softness, whenever Chen Ziang took out his sword and wanted to cut off a thin bamboo, the sweeping monk would take it back in time, so that he had no chance.

"I didn't expect Dugu Jiujian to be able to help him!" Chen Ziang's heart was cold.

"Donor, you are already one of the people who have the most means in the martial arts I have seen, as the so-called martial arts lies in the essence rather than in the breadth, every one of your methods is second to none, enough to be proud of the martial arts!" The sweeping monk said seriously.

"Aren't you the same?" Chen Ziang asked.

"No, the old monk has lived for more than 100 years, and he often goes into the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion to read all kinds of martial arts, and he has been familiar with all the martial arts of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion for decades, so he has today's little achievement, and how old is the donor now?" The sweeper asked rhetorically.

"I'm not reconciled" Chen Ziang shook his head, thinking about other ways to defeat the sweeping monk.

Six-hearted vine? It's a pity that the speed of the vines of the Six Heart Vines is limited, and it can't catch the congenital perfection sweeping monk at all, so there are only .......

"The donor and the old monk have a draw today, stop, let's leave, Amitabha Buddha" sweeping the monk respectfully performed a Buddha salute.

"Catch my punch first," Chen Ziang snorted coldly, carrying the dragon elephant on his arm, and his lower body made Ling Bo take a slight step, and in an instant, he had already arrived in front of the sweeping monk.

"Boom!"

The fists and palms collided together, making the sound of iron clashing with iron.

An inconspicuous little flying insect appeared, buzzing towards the old monk.

The sweeping monk took more than 20 steps backwards in a row, shook his head and said, "Donor, although my strength is not as good as yours, you still can't hurt me."

"Really? Please also ask the master to feel the changes in his body."

"..... in the body Variation? The sweeping monk suddenly felt that his internal force was draining like a flood!

Thank you (I love you) (God taught me to shoot and kill) (I want to laugh) (zhlx dark night) for the tips of several brothers!

(End of chapter)