"Amitabha. ”

Just when the little emperor was a little anxious and at a loss, a Buddha horn sounded.

The Kuzen master's fingers flicked the one hundred and eight Buddha beads, and his figure was already standing in the courtyard, and the heavy rain slipped down from his body, but he couldn't get on the robe.

This Shaolin monk who has not made a move for thirty-two years, the first time he made a move, he blocked the full force of the head of the Demon Gate Ram family, and now he wants to continue to shoot, and even use the true yuan.

The senior monk raised his eyes and quietly looked at the white-clothed eunuch in front of him, even he couldn't help but admire, it was really peerless.

"Mr. Seven, I finally see you. ”

The voice of bitter meditation is like chanting, "In the past, the world did not know you, and after today, no one in the world dares to disrespect you."

I'm tired of staying in the palace, why don't you follow Lao Wei back to Shaolin, why are characters like you entangled in mundane things?"

Xia Bai quietly looked at the monk in front of him, and as soon as his mind moved, a few lines of words appeared in front of him:

[Kuzen Master: Threat Level 3;]

[Exercise 1: Thirty-two years of Zen, consummation, brief description: one of the five great divine skills of Shaolin; thirty-two years of silence, as usual, after thirty-two years of direct breakthrough from the beginning to perfection, you can directly have doubled, or even triple the internal force, belonging to the explosive true qi]

[Exercise 2: Wuxiang Robbery Finger, Dacheng, Brief Description: One of the 72 Shaolin Stunts; One finger is epiphany, one finger is yellow sorghum, and the finger is like a flame, burning everything]

After Xia Bai finished observing, he spoke, reminding the Zen master who was going to invite him to Shaolin as a guest: "I killed your abbot of Shaolin." ”

The Kuzen master was silent...

This is a mortal enmity, and there is no way to avoid it.

Although he has long been in seclusion and does not ask about the daily affairs of Shaolin, he still can't bypass this threshold.

Xia Bai smiled slightly: "Moreover, Master, you are wrong, after today, the world still doesn't know me." ”

The Kuzen master understood...

The meaning of this sword demon in front of him is that they will have no survivors.

He took a half-step back and made a gesture of please.

The white-clothed eunuch stood across from him.

In the heavy rain, a monk and a white-clothed man confronted each other quietly.

This is the first time Xia Bai has fought against a threatening opponent, and before he moves, the Kuzen master has already run, his body is like a wind, he takes one step, two steps, and in an instant, he is already in front of him.

He put his fingers together, tore through the rain curtain, and suddenly pointed out, and there was an extremely rich fiery red true qi attached to it.

One hundred and eight Buddha beads collided with each other, making a dense and crisp sound.

Xia Bai squinted, his body did not move, and the rain around him turned into knife qi, and the knife qi surged into a stream, colliding with that finger, and suddenly produced a circle of invisible ripples.

When the bitter Zen master pointed out again, vaguely, there seemed to be a flash in the pan, and the vast true qi of Zen for thirty-two years was also pointed out with this point.

At this moment, this stunning finger was filled with unparalleled destructive power!

Xia Bai was still squinting, as if he was quietly observing.

At the same time, his figure flickered, and he took an extremely dreamy step, Roselle step!

His figure is like a mirror, and the amazing finger is empty.

The mighty internal force pierced the rain with a "whoosh", leaving a crimson vacuum trail in the air!

The rain in this trajectory turned into evaporating white mist, and wisps rose.

Master Kuzen obviously did not expect this finger to be empty, and let him waste his internal strength.

But this Buddhist monk was not panicked, his eyes were awe-inspiring, and between the flexion and stretching of his fingers, he changed his posture with extremely fast movements, and pointed out again in an instant.

One finger is like a dream, and this finger is another mystery of the finger of the Infinite Tribulation, and the enemy has no way to hide.

Kuzen knew that this finger was lacking in danger, but it was about to determine the winner.

Therefore, he snorted and directly burned the True Yuan, even if it would take several years to recover in the future, as long as he could injure or even kill the seventh in the world today, it would be worth it!

The doubling of the power in thirty-two years is sixty-four years, plus the burning of the true yuan, these sixty-four plus additions, it can be said that the power in more than 100 years is all mixed in this finger sorghum.

Xia Bai also saw the ferocity of this move, and his face suddenly became more serious.

With the old monk's move, his palm turned over in the same posture as the Kuzen master, and the five fingers were quickly stretched and flexed, and at the same time, he clicked out with one finger of the finger of the finger of the unrivaled robbery!

In a short period of time, he had already sensed the trajectory of this exercise through the Phaseless Divine Skill.

Epiphany Explosion!

Sorghum precision!

One finger of epiphany and one finger of yellow sorghum can be regarded as a coincidence, and it can also be regarded as Xia Bai's combat talent.

It's just that in this finger of the Kuzen master, there is the internal force of the thirty-two years of Zen, as well as the scorching internal force of the finger of the unphased tribulation itself.

And in Xia Bai's fingers...

But it's a mighty sword qi!

Phaseless robbery refers to non-phase.

The mighty sword qi is against the thirty-two years of Zen that burned the true yuan!

Between the two fingers, the air exploded, and the rain catapulted, turning into a dazzling light that exploded into the scorching sun, spreading rapidly towards the surroundings.

The Kuzen master flew upside down, his face like gold paper, and he was half-kneeling on the ground.

Xia Bai's face turned red, but he stood still.

More than a hundred years of internal force, even if it is ordinary, mixed with the finger of the Phaseless Tribulation, does have an incomparable threat.

It's just that it's not enough to see the internal force before it turns into sword qi, which is a matter of the purity of the internal force. It's like a pack of hounds against a tiger, they can cause trouble, but they won't win.

"How can you know my Shaolin secret master? You won't... You..."Although the Kuzen Master's face was weak, he still opened his round eyes and exclaimed.

But Xia Bai did not answer him, this white-clothed eunuch pursued the concept of "killing people as soon as possible, cutting grass without leaving roots, seeking others is better than seeking yourself, and becoming famous is better than being nameless".

As soon as his mind moved, the rain turned into a stream of knives, abruptly, and without pause, it swept across the neck of the Kuzen master, leaving a thrilling red line between the elbows of the high monk.

At the moment when Xia Bai made a move, the masters who watched the duel had already noticed that something was wrong, and the elites of Shaolin Wudang rushed one after another.

At this time, Xia Bai finally realized the benefits of the data in front of him that could appear or disappear with his thoughts.

Screening.

Identify the level of threat and distinguish between non-threatening enemies.

The white-clothed eunuch stood quietly in the rain, looking at the crowd that rushed in, at the countless muddy water droplets trampled on the ground, and at the various faces.

He had sensed that there was only one threat in the group.

Xia Bai quietly looked at the swordsman in green clothes with a solemn face.

[Yin Yuhao: Threat Level 1]

[Exercise 1: Qingfeng Three Immortals Secret Swordsmanship, Dacheng, Brief Description: One of the invisible swordsmanship of the Huashan School;

[Exercise 2: Huashan Advanced Internal Strength Method, Dacheng, Brief Description: Huashan Elite Disciples Can Be Taught; Can Practice to the True Yuan Realm Xiaocheng]

When his gaze moved to the three words "True Yuan Realm", the following interpretation emerged:

The true yuan realm is the realm of internal force, which is divided into four small realms: entry, small success, great success, and consummation, which correspond to the eight veins of the Qi Jing, the twelve canons, the three flowers gather at the top, and the five qi are the Yuan.

The peerless figure in white retreated, but the rain was still in mid-air, and as he retreated, it turned into dozens of sword qi forward.

Whoop!

One by one, they slashed at the enemies that pounced on them.

Those masters who can be regarded as elites in the rivers and lakes have softened, and in this heavy rain, they fell to the ground, and the wounds on their bodies were bleeding nonstop.

Xia Bai released a glimmer of life, gave it to Na Yin, and let the latter stab him with a sword.

The Three Immortal Sword, the first sword, is ruthless and pierces the heart.

Xia Bai's expression was indifferent, and his two fingers pointed out, fixed on the tip of the sword, producing a piercing sound, the first sword did not work, but Yin Yuhao did not start to retreat as Xia Bai imagined, and then accumulate strength.

Somehow, the sword momentum of the Qingfeng Three Immortal Swords was strangely uninterrupted, Yin Yuhao just shook his hand, and then the second sword cut Xia Bai's wrist without any gap.

Dangdang Dang!!

The rain made a ring, encircling Xia Bai's wrists, spinning rapidly, and at the same time, in a very small range, it exchanged hand-to-hand combat with the sharp impact of the long sword, making a series of sharp sounds.

Seeing that it still didn't work, Yin Zhangjiao finally used the third sword.

The third sword was a hand-off sword, the tip of the sword was like an arrow off the string, it suddenly shot out, and was pressed by the palm of the hand, turning into a fierce white shadow and shooting towards Xia Bai.

Yin Yuhao followed.

Three immortals, that is, three swords, endlessly, three major killing moves, one ring after another, can be described as a stunt.

But Xia Bai has already finished watching it, and his phaseless magic skills are also simulated by six or seven points.

This Huashan Sword Sect's master sect is no longer valuable.

Between the waves of his sleeves, the wind and rain were all turned into knives, directly submerging the head of the Huashan Sword Sect.

Yin Yuhao, die!