The sweeping monk coughed repeatedly, vomited blood at the corner of his mouth, and looked at Zhang Xinyi with an unbelievable gaze, and after a long time, he sighed and said: "Sect Master Zhang's mental strength and internal strength are really only seen in his life, and the old monk admires and admires ......."

With that, a terrifying amount of true qi erupted from his emaciated body, directly leaving a circular pit several feet wide in place.

Yang Xiao shouted outside the arena: "Sect Master be careful, King Kong is not bad, the divine skill is known as the divine skill is not broken and does not die, and the Kongjian master back then only cultivated to the seventh layer, and he can be hard against swords, guns, swords, and halberds without dying." ”

Zhang Xinyi jumped back to the spot, took a deep breath, and said: "The divine skills of the monks are all over the world, which is really an eye-opener for this seat. Be careful! I'm going to kill you with all my might! ”

As soon as the words fell, only to hear a "bang" explosion, a semicircular white wave of air suddenly appeared behind Zhang Xinyi, his body was like a flying shuttle, and his fist was crushed from mid-air.

The sweeping monk shouted, like a thunderbolt, King Ming was furious, and in the next moment, his figure seemed to teleport forward a few feet, and his palms flipped over, fluttering out.

The fists and palms touched, and a loud air explosion sound sounded in the air, and the ripples of golden light flashed away.

But listening to the sound of thunder, two golden figures appeared in the air at the same time, suddenly detached, suddenly bombarded, both of them were almost to the extreme, dragging out a trail of afterimages behind them, often the first move has not ended, and the second move has been followed like a shadow.

The two of them fought fast, and outside of the passing, the dust and sand were flying, and the strong wind was howling, and the group of heroes was dizzying, and they changed hundreds of moves in an instant. No one can help the other.

Zhang Xinyi's body walked quickly. Another lightning punch. The sweeping monk's body is ghostly, flashed a few times, and can dodge Zhang Xinyi's attack, flicking the index fingers of both hands, each using a completely different fingering, which is the "Duoluo Ye Finger" and "Wuxiang Robbery Finger" in the seventy-two Shaolin stunts.

One of these two fingers is fast and incoherent, and the other is extremely fiery. Invisible and traceless, it instantly pierced through the air and shot towards Zhang Xinyi's head.

Zhang Xinyi's internal force had already been brewing and agitating, and his hands drew a semicircle in the air, pulling and leading, and the direction of the two fingers suddenly folded, shooting towards the mountain walls on both sides.

"Duh! Duh! Two soft sounds, the fingers opened two holes in the mountain wall several feet deep, one of the holes seemed to be pierced by a sharp weapon, and the depression was extremely smooth. Sharp and unusual, the surface of another crater presents an explosive cobweb. Fierce and domineering.

"What a Dora Finger and a Peerless Finger." The most shocking thing on the field was the Shaolin monks, who stared at the movements of the monks without blinking. Even the three highest-ranking monks of the Shaolin Temple were shocked.

The same kung fu, they have all practiced, but none of them have cultivated to the realm of sweeping monks, secretly thinking that even if Bodhidharma is reborn, it may not reach his level.

"Amitabha, Sect Leader Zhang's great movement is so subtle, and it is far better than that of the previous Sect Leader Yang Dingtian. Good and good, since Sect Leader Zhang has such martial arts, why bother to force each other. ”

Zhang Xinyi laughed loudly: "Martial arts, the road ahead is boundless, if I want to break through this section, if I don't do my best, how can I make a breakthrough." ”

The sweeping monk sighed again, as if appreciating and sighing, and said slowly: "Since this is the case, then please take the old monk's finger again." ”

I saw him smile elegantly, the monk's robe was flying, and the wind lightly stretched out a bronze finger and pointed it forward.

"Moko Finger"

One pointed out that the air flow is surging and the wind and clouds are changing.

"Oh my God! What is it! ”

"God...... God and Buddha come to the world! Among the heroes, there are those who believe in gods and Buddhas, who have already knelt on the ground and prostrated again and again.

But a few feet behind the sweeping monk, a vaguely condensed angry Buddha with a hideous face, and there was only one voice in the heavens and the earth: "Subdue demons!" Demon Suppression! Moco ...... Immeasurable ......"

With the sweeping monk pulling out a finger, the angry Buddha behind him also stretched out a golden finger, a finger, and pressed it!

Just for a moment, a finger force that seemed to be gold but not gold, and seemed to be mysterious and not mysterious pierced through dozens of zhang of space.

Zhang Xinyi watched his fingers attack wildly, and wanted to move, but he felt an incomparably terrifying momentum suppressing him, and his body was cold and couldn't move at all. In the next moment, the fingerless power slammed through his chest!

With a "pop", blood spilled into the sky!

Zhang Xinyi's body, which was pierced by the finger force, flew upside down several meters away, and spat out a mouthful of blood.

This change is really a shocking reversal, which is unexpected, and one blow will determine the winner. After a while, the first sound came from the scene.

"Win?"

"What a terrible finger!"

"Good! In the end, evil does not prevail over good! Finally defeat this demon! ”

The heroes whispered to each other, still unable to believe that the monstrous and invincible Ming Sect Master was defeated like this, and it was so completely defeated, defeating the north.

Zuo Lengchan, Xuan Lin and the others secretly changed their glances, intending to make a move.

Yang Xiao shouted, "Protect the sect leader!" A group of people confronted each other in pairs, swords rattling.

However, in terms of numbers, they still have the advantage of the group, and with the defeat of Zhang Xinyi, the hearts of the people on the side of the Sun and Moon Divine Sect fluctuated, and their morale plummeted.

"Childe!" Xiao Zhao screamed, flew up from the sidelines, saved people's hearts, and was even more angry, even when the most fierce move in the palm of the Tianshan Six Yangs, "Yang Ge Tianjun", the palm of his hand pushed and sent, and a white gas blasted to the back of the sweeping monk.

The sweeping monk did not dodge or dodge, and the gray monk's robe on his body suddenly swelled up, and he was slapped by Xiao Zhao.

Xiao Zhao felt an extremely soft true qi coming, and as soon as he gave it away, he used all his palm power.

"Pretending to be a ghost!" With a light reprimand, Xiao Zhao's figure flashed again, appearing in front of the sweeping monk, his hands fluttering like butterflies, and grabbing the left shoulder of the sweeping monk.

"Amitabha, Tianshan Liuyang Palm, Tianshan Folding Plum Hand, the female benefactor is a person from the Carefree School?" The sweeping monk sighed lightly and took a step to avoid Xiao Zhao's attack.

"Stinky monk! You killed Childe, I will kill you to avenge Childe! Xiao Zhao's eyes were red and sad. Anger again.

The sweeping monk shook his head. Said: "The female benefactor misunderstood the old monk. Sect Leader Zhang is still alive and not dead. ”

"Not bad! How could I die so easily. Suddenly, Zhang Yang's laughter sounded, and I saw Zhang Xinyi covering his chest with one hand, supporting the ground with the other, half-kneeling on the ground, although he was seriously injured and dying, he faintly exuded an amazing momentum.

In the eyes of the heroes. Obviously, this person's injuries were extremely severe, with a huge wound on his chest that ran through the front and back, the flesh was tumbling, and the blood was pooling, and the bones and erosive minced flesh of Bai Sensen could be vaguely seen inside.

However, even with such a serious injury, his figure stood as proudly as ever.

Zhang Xinyi looked at his hands with dead eyes and muttered, "This feeling...... That's what it feels like...... This feeling of being on the verge of death ......"

Between life and death, there is a great terror!

However, the existence of fantasy space zài. It is difficult for the advent to truly appreciate the feeling of death, the matter of life and death for the aborigines. It's just a game for the Adventists.

However, the battle just now made Zhang Xinyi really feel: the breath of death.

Warriors, when dancing between blades, break through in life and death. All along, he lacked this near-death crisis, and the journey was smooth and unstoppable, but now, the last piece of territory has finally been completed.

Zhang Xinyi could clearly feel that the lively true qi was rapidly swimming in his meridians, and the originally majestic and vast dragon elephant true qi was more refined and condensed under the baptism of an inexplicable force.

The dragon elephant true qi ran for nine great weeks in an instant, breaking through one level after another, and then only heard a loud bang in his ears, the qi veins of his whole body were unblocked, and his limbs were no longer restrained.

Once a breakthrough, the dragon elephant is like a feat, directly jumping to the eleventh layer of the realm, the power of eleven dragons and eleven elephants is the best in the world, invincible in the world!

Zhang Xinyi let out a long laugh and jumped up from the ground.

"Childe, are you alright?" Xiao Zhao's figure flickered, and he came to Zhang Xinyi's side, and said with surprise and joy.

"Silly girl, this injury won't kill me." Zhang Xinyi touched Xiao Zhao's head with his big hand and said with a smile.

The sad look on the sweeping monk's face was even worse, and he sighed: "The old monk congratulates Sect Leader Zhang for going one step further. ”

The third energy level - the detachment level.

Zhang Xinyi clenched his fists, feeling the surging power surging in his body, the muscles at the wound contracted and squirmed, closed and bleeding, and smiled coldly at the sweeping monk: "This seat can break through, and thank you to the monk for his teaching, pick me up - the most, last, one, fist." ”

When the last word "fist" fell, Zhang Xinyi's whole person turned into a golden lightning, instantly spanning a distance of dozens of meters, and blasted out with a punch.

This is a dignified straight punch, in the eyes of the heroes present, at this moment, there is no room for other things in the eyes, between heaven and earth, there is only one fist that covers the sky and the earth.

Zhang Xinyi's fist rubbed against the invisible qi wall, the golden light shone, and the roar was loud, and the group only saw the sweeping monk's sleeve robe waving and colliding with the fist.

There was no dazzling light, and there was no astonishing momentum, and the two figures staggered in an instant, and they were suddenly speechless.

The ambitions trembled in their hearts, staring at it, who won this pinnacle battle of the past and the present? Who loses?

"Tick...... The sound of blood dripping on the ground ...... click, and with a "bang", the wound on Zhang Xinyi's chest burst open again, and the flesh and blood mixed with blood spurted out, and he snorted and knelt on the ground.

The heroes all held their breath, and all of them looked at the one in front of them with wide eyes.

Zhang Xinyi seemed to sigh and said, "Divine monk, I have conceded." ”

What the?! In the end, it was he who won! The heroes were like being electrocuted, and turned their heads to look at the sweeping monk.

I saw the sweeping monk cough violently a few times, spit out a few mouthfuls of dark red blood, and said with a slight smile: "Sect Master Zhang has a high level of understanding, and he understands the mystery in an instant, which is amazing, really amazing!" In the world like you, there is no second person! ”

"Thank you to the monks for their perfection and guidance, and I dare not forget it." Zhang Xinyi saluted again, looking solemn.

The sweeping monk nodded lightly at him, sat down cross-legged, smiled, closed eyes, and two long eyebrows, slowly lowered.

Xuan Xiao was suddenly startled in his heart, and stepped forward, his fingers probing his snort.

"God...... Monk, he, passed away. After a moment, Xuan Lin clasped his hands together and said in a trembling voice.

A generation of monks has come to an end.

On the field, all the monks recited the scriptures for this nameless monk who cultivated to the heavens...... (To be continued......)