The three monks were born, and the heroes were stunned, this Shaolin has a deep heritage, and it is still above any big faction in the Central Plains. If it weren't for the repeated pressure of the Ming Sect Master, how could he have known that its strength was so amazing, just looking at the short shot just now, I knew that the strength of these three Duzi monks was not weaker than any of the leaders.

Some people who are psychologically dark like Zuo Lengzen even have a malicious idea, it is best for this Mingjiao and Shaolin to fight to lose both, so that he can benefit from the fisherman and overshadow Shaolin and Mingjiao in one fell swoop.

Sure enough, these three old monks were defeated by Yang Dingtian, the former leader of the Ming Sect, and even took away one eye, because they had a deep hatred for the people of the Ming Sect, but they heard Du Doom and said: "Okay! Good! Good! Yang Dingtian is dead, and this account will fall on Your Excellency. Today, the three of us are about to learn your Excellency's mastery, Amitabha! ”

As soon as he announced the Buddha's name, the two monks said in unison: "My Buddha is merciful!" ”

Zhang Xinyi smiled slightly, looked at the three people as if they hadn't seen them, but arched his hand to the sweeping monk for the third time and said, "Please teach the monk." ”

The three monks snorted coldly, and three black ropes flew up and rolled towards him.

Said that it was too late and that was fast, three figures suddenly swept out of the Mingjiao, palms, swords, and knives slashed on the black rope at the same time, and there was a crisp sound of "pop", and the energy was intertwined, and the black rope instantly reversed and returned.

"Go!" Du Er shouted, spit out his internal force, and the black rope in his hand circled in the air, stabbing straight out, like a spear shooting towards the person in the middle.

Zhang Wuji rose up, spun around half a circle in the air, avoided the black rope, and waved his left palm. Silently called. Zhang Wuji used the internal force of Jiuyang Divine Skill. and he had a hard slap in the face.

"Bang!"

With a muffled sound, Du Er's body was shocked, and he took three steps back, and his footsteps passed everywhere, sinking into the ground. Zhang Wuji was slightly better than half a move, but he did not pursue, and stood with his hands down, showing the grandmaster's bearing.

Meanwhile. The tragedy, the disaster and the comer exchanged several moves, the knife, sword, and whip turned into the remnants of the Dao, and they clashed more than 100 times in an instant, and it was difficult to distinguish between the superior and the inferior for a while, and they flew back.

Du Er secretly condensed his luck, adjusted the chaotic true qi in the dantian, took a deep look at Zhang Wuji and the three of them opposite, and suddenly said: "Good skills!" Good Kung Fu! Why is there so many young masters in the world? ”

He saw that the three of them were not very old, and the youngest person was not as good as the weak crown, but the cultivation of each martial arts was at the peak. Not at all under the three people who have been sitting in the dead wood meditation for thirty years.

Xuan Lin saw Zhang Wuji and the three of them make a move, and hurriedly said loudly: "So that the ancestor knows." These three people are the deputy sect of Mingjiao, advocate Wuji, the Huangshang Sword King Ding Dian, and the Golden Black Sword King Shi Potian, all of whom are the top masters newly recruited by the Mingjiao. ”

When the three monks heard this, they whispered the Buddha's name, "Amitabha, it's a pity!" Pity! ”

The heroes know where the three monks are pitiful, but it is a pity that the three young heroes with strong martial arts chose to join the Ming Sect and serve the tiger.

Of course, the people of the Ming Sect were not to be outdone, and Zhou Dian scolded: "His grandmother is a bear, what is there to be sorry for?!" The leader of the sect is eloquent and strategic, and his martial arts are invincible in the world. If there is chaos today, it is a good time for us and other men to make contributions, wouldn't it be countless times better than you turtles with shrunken heads. ”

Zhou Dian's words caused everyone in the Ming Sect to applaud, among which the Sun Moon God Sect disciples, who had newly joined the Ming Sect, shouted the loudest and excited.

Of course, I also received a lot of scolding from the children of the righteous path, and the words of "chaotic ministers and thieves" and "shameless traitors" were endless.

At that time, the Ming Sect had a great cause, thousands of followers, sufficient money and food, and strong soldiers, but they did not listen to the jurisdiction of the imperial court, resisted the Mongols, and occupied a place by themselves, just like a small kingdom, and their hearts were clearly revealed.

Yang Xiao, the deputy right envoy of the Ming Sect, laughed and said: "Shicai, the sweeping monk, also said that he would let go of his fighting, and smiled at the grudge, the three senior monks are not a little angry?" ”

The three of them had already noticed the gray-clothed old monk standing under the tree, and they saw that the leader of the Ming Sect ignored the three of them, but he looked respectful and respectful to them. I can't help but wonder what kind of person this person is.

Without waiting for them to command, Xuan Lin had already taken a few steps forward and whispered the origin of this person in the ears of the three of them.

After hearing this, the three of them sighed and saluted the old monk with their hands together: "The three of them have been in Shaolin for decades, but they didn't know that the monk was coming, and they asked the monk to forgive their sins. ”

The sweeping monk looked sad and said, "The three don't need to be polite, it's the old monk who is disturbing your temple." ”

After the sweeping monk finished speaking, he looked at Zhang Xinyi again, shook his head, and sighed, "That's it!" Sect Leader Zhang is so bent on this, presumably even if the old monk does not agree, Sect Leader Zhang has to force the old monk to agree, and the old monk will fulfill Sect Leader Zhang's wish.

"Good! Good! Good! Zhang Xinyi said the word "good" three times in a row, only to hear him a clear whistle, a few zhang distance swept by, and his fists tore through the sky, like a meteor flying down.

When Zhang Xinyi's body method was unfolded, the sweeping monk was originally immovable, until Zhang Xinyi's fists burst out, and his face moved slightly, "Dragon Elephant Prajna Gong Tenth Layer?" ”

Zhang Xinyi shouted, like thunder, and the raptor crossed the river: "Exactly!" A punch was struck, and a series of astonishing explosions of air resounded in the air, and the torn wind made the people around them unable to even stand on their feet.

When a punch comes out, the wind and clouds change color, and the heroes bow down.

The heroes were shocked, their hearts were shocked, and the Shaolin monks opened their eyes wide, their bald heads were rippling with cold sweat, and there was only one thought in their minds: "He, can he catch this punch?" ”

In the face of Zhang Xinyi's violent and ferocious punch, the sweeping monk's response was to stretch out a thin and old palm like a withered branch and turn it over.

The sweeping monk's palm seems to be unremarkable, even a three-year-old child can make it, and this is such an ordinary move, but it resisted Zhang Xinyi's thunderous and domineering punch.

"Boom!" It was like a low drum beat, slamming into everyone's hearts, and the violent waves of qi were set off, wave after wave, wave after wave, shaking the ground under their feet violently. Then, the group of heroes could see a transparent and visible light curtain ripples, lying between the two people who were fighting.

"What kind of ...... is this" Among the heroes, some people let out such a muttered moan, all because they couldn't believe that martial arts could actually reach such a realm.

True gas transforms into shape, condenses the gas wall.

This is the strongest defense of the sweeping monk - the legendary three-foot air wall!

Zhang Xinyi's strong fist slammed into it, as if he had fallen into a liquid sphere that was extremely soft but extremely tough.

At the same time, the palm of the sweeping monk also seemed to press on Zhang Xinyi's fist slowly and quickly, Zhang Xinyi's body was stunned, and he felt a huge force in his fist rebound back, snorted, and took a step back.

After the sweeping monk struck, he asked, "Has Sect Leader Zhang ever been satisfied?" ”

Zhang Xinyi felt the boiling blood in his body, his fighting spirit was full of anger, and he laughed, "No, I also asked the monk to make a move!" ”

The sweeping monk nodded, seemingly taking a slow step, and suddenly, shrunk into inches, appeared in front of Zhang Xinyi, stretched out a palm, and slapped Zhang Xinyi's chest.

"Good time!" Zhang Xinyi shouted in a low voice, the internal force was agitated, and the incomparable dragon elephant true qi mixed with the power of ice and fire, giving birth to all kinds of strange visions, faintly, the group of heroes seemed to see the neighing of the ice elephant behind him, and the fire dragon danced wildly, turning into a streamer and merging into his fists, and he shot outright.

The sweeping monk seemed to sigh lightly, and did not fight him directly, his footsteps were another step, and he appeared behind Zhang Xinyi like a ghost, and slapped it with a slow palm.

Zhang Xinyi's elbow swept, tearing the air and making a terrible whistling sound, and he made a strong move.

I didn't see how the sweeping monk moved, he instantly breathed and closed his palm, and his figure flashed again, and he had already appeared in the place above, with his head and feet, his right hand was folded, and his left hand was pressed towards Zhang Xinyi's Baihui acupoint.

Zhang Xinyi's body was like a swimming dragon, and his body brought up a series of afterimages, and disappeared in place in an instant, but he saw the sweeping monk's left hand stroking towards the ground, and he actually gave birth to a soft aura in the impossibility, which offset this castration.

"So fast!" These few rabbits fell up, and the heroes only felt dazzled, and their brains were completely insufficient. Except for a limited number of people outside the field, the rest of the people couldn't see the movements of the two people clearly, only to see their bodies flickering a few times, and there was a "bang" sound in the air, as for what they did, who had the advantage of the two, but they didn't know anything.

This back and forth is only a few breaths, but the two have already gone a few times on the line of life and death, except for the first move, a move has not been changed, but the danger is far better than the first shot.

The two are completely different styles of martial arts.

If Zhang Xinyi's martial arts is a domineering martial arts, he is unstoppable and unstoppable, he is really killed next to him, and he is crippled when he touches him.

Then the martial arts of the sweeping monk is the martial arts of the royal road, dignified and upright, oppressive with power, and it seems that there is no trace of fireworks, but people can't have a trace of resistance.

Zhang Xinyi and the sweeping monk, these two people are at the top of the world's martial arts, but there is no difference between superior and inferior. This battle is not only a test of personal martial arts cultivation, but also a duel of wisdom, experience, physical fitness, and will between the two.

When it comes to martial arts, the sweeping monk is higher than Zhang Xinyi, however, the martial arts are not enough to make up for the body, and Zhang Xinyi's physical quality is far beyond ordinary people, which is the biggest reliance on him to fight with the sweeping monk.

There are many people with superb martial arts on the field, and now that they have seen the two of them, they know that there are people outside the world, and there is a truth outside the sky.

Among them, Xiao Yuanshan, Xiao Feng, Murong Bo, Murong Fu, Jiu Mozhi, Xiao Zhao, Zhang Wuji, Ding Dian, Shi Potian, and the three monks who crossed the catastrophe and crossed the disaster were the highest in martial arts, and their perception was also the most profound.

It turned out that above the point where martial arts had been cultivated to the point where they had reached the pinnacle, there was still such a landscape. (To be continued......)