"Qingfeng Daoyou, the old man has offended!" Pu Neng's left and right fingers quickly changed, and he squatted with a step, pinching a strange fingerprint with both hands, as if he had caught a flying bird, and looked at the young Dao Gu opposite with a smile.

Qingfeng felt a pang in his heart, knowing that this was the unphased robbery finger of Shaolin's seventy-two stunts, which was extremely powerful.

Don't dare to be careless at the moment, brush a few swords and stab, make a false move, jump lightly, fly ten meters in the air, and turn down. The body rotated like a spinning top, and every time it rotated, it attacked nine swords, and in a short distance of ten meters from top to bottom, it flew nine times, and in one breath, it actually attacked nine hundred and eighty-one swords.

This dense sword shadow formed a circle of sword wheels, and the cold light flickered, as if a huge moon wheel smashed down.

This trick "Heavenly Maiden Scattered Flowers" is the strongest trick she can use, and it took her more than ten years of hard work to practice this trick.

As soon as Xu Chen saw it, he had to admit that the five major sects were indeed profound, and if he had been a month ago, he would definitely not have been able to crack it.

"Oh my God, what kind of mastery is this, it's terrifying!" Many people in the audience were dumbfounded.

"Can Master Pu Neng crack it?" there was a question in the hearts of many sects.

Seeing the overwhelming sword light, it was only three feet away from Pu Neng, almost covering the Pu Neng monk. I saw him jump suddenly, quickly changed his moves, and played ten fingers on the wheel, like a pineapple blossom blooming, like playing a piano, as fast as the wind, and nine hundred and eighty-one fingers popped out in one breath.

"Doroye fingers!" exclaimed Zhu Meizhi in surprise.

It was as if the rain hit the pipa, and the wind was fierce and the offensive was almost dissolved in a breath.

Before she could land, Master Pu Neng shook his finger and used the Shaolin Temple's stunt "One Yang Finger" to bounce at her.

"Ding Dong!" sounded, the long sword in Qingfeng's hand seemed to have been hit by a heavy hammer, and flew out of his hand, instantly passing through more than ten meters away, and stabbing obliquely on an ancient pine, with a shocking sound.

Two moves, the breeze is defeated!

Qingfeng took ten steps back, her pretty face turned pale, knowing that this was already his mercy, without saying a word, she turned around and went down the stone platform.

"Okay, Master Pu Neng is mighty!" the audience burst into applause.

This game was won neatly and neatly, and a large number of people's hearts.

Qingfeng took off the sword, and his self-confidence was greatly damaged, and he was saddened.

"Senior sister, don't be sad. Mingyue took her hand and hurriedly comforted her. She knew that her senior sister had always been proud, especially once her stunt was shot, she had never been defeated by outsiders before, but she didn't expect that this time she would not only lose, but also lose very badly!

"Shaoling Temple is really a hidden dragon and a crouching tiger, no wonder the master said that you can't easily make enemies with the people of Shaolin Temple. Mingyue looked at the old monk on the stone platform, revealing a look of disbelief and shock.

Lin Yifeng's face was ugly, and he showed a cautious expression for the first time, except for Lin Tianming's expression, which was still calm, the faces of the other people in the five factions were not very good-looking.

"Uncle Shi, why don't I go up?" Lin Yifeng looked at Uncle Shi and asked.

"You don't want to make a move, you can only draw with him, you can't beat him. Let the Huashan faction make a move first, and then I will make another move. Lin Tianming said indifferently.

"I see. Lin Yifeng believes in his uncle's judgment, anyway, his side has already won four games, and it doesn't matter if they win one more game.

So he smiled and said, "Brother Zhao, I heard that you have already practiced the Huashan faction's stunt Zixia Flying Sword, how about you fight this one?"

"No problem, I'm just trying to learn the Shaolin School. "Zhao Zhenggao himself is a martial idiot, and he has long seen it, and he can't wait to fight.

So he whispered and jumped onto the stone platform like an ape. He smiled and said, "Master Puneng, you are welcome, you are welcome." ”

Zhao Zhenggao is in his forties, with a black face and beard, looking like a woodcutter, with a sword hanging from his waist and a tiger step, like Zhang Fei reincarnated.

"Amitabha, Daochang Zhao, please. Pu Neng smiled.

"Offended!"

Zhao Zhenggao swaggered, his toes slammed into the ground, and the sixth type of stone shattering stone palm was earth-shattering, like a tiger coming out of the mountain, and one palm hit Pu Neng.

The slap tore the air apart, making a terrible sound, and a violent wind invisibly rose on the stone platform.

Everyone in the audience took a breath of cold air in shock.

Pu Neng didn't look surprised, pushed his palms forward, and took his palm.

Boom!

As if the sound of Huang Lu hitting the bell sounded, Zhao Zhenggao only felt that he had hit the copper wall, and his palm was faintly painful.

The two retreated at the same time, Pu Neng took three steps back, and Zhao Zhenggao took five steps back.

"King Kong!"

Zhao Zhenggao was taken aback, knowing that he was not an opponent by fighting hard, he pulled out the long sword on his waist with a "Zheng" sound, brushed a few swords, and used a move to pierce the sun with a white rainbow, stabbing at him like a meteor.

The sword light shone, and seeing that the stab was in front of Pu Neng, Zhao Zhenggao's sword move changed and turned into a rainstorm pear flower. Brush brush brush, stabbed nine swords in an instant, and it is difficult to distinguish between virtual and real. The sword pointed at the acupoint of Pu Neng's upper body.

Pu Neng's two fingers flicked, and the clanging sound was like flowing water. Zhao Zheng slid on his toes, stepped back three meters, shouted, staggered his left and right feet, pulled up fifteen meters in one breath, and swooped down. Like a golden eagle pounced on a rabbit, it pounced to a height of ten meters, and its body rotated abruptly, turning into an afterimage of the Dao, attacking Pu Neng like a meteor.

The sword wind stirred, Pu Neng's robe suddenly bulged, and the two fingers of his right hand stood up, as if the sword was unsheathed.

Almost in the blink of an eye, Zhao Zhenggao suddenly attacked the seven swords, and the body of the sword rippled with purple sword light, and the body and sword were one, rushing towards Pu Neng

Pu Neng jumped up suddenly, and his two fingers hit the sword body, and he clicked seven times in an instant.

"Jingle ......"

Zhao Zhenggao's long sword instantly broke into seven pieces, fell on the stone platform, and rolled away, leaving only a three-inch-long broken sword on the sword handle in his hand.

Hiss!

Countless gasps rang out from the audience.

Zhao Zhenggao fell to the ground, his face was stunned, he looked at the broken sword in his hand, and suddenly laughed and said: "Happy! Master Puneng is really a step ahead, I admit defeat." ”

He picked up the broken sword and walked down the stone platform in a graceful manner.

In the seventh game, Master Puneng wins!

The five major sects played against the other sects, four to three, and only won one.

In this way, as long as Master Pu Neng can win two more games, the five major sects will fail, and the emotions of both sides are mobilized, and the voices of discussion are endless.

Master Pu Neng stood on the stage lightly, waiting for the arrival of the next challenger.

Offstage, the people of the five major sects all looked at Lin Tianming, as arrogant as Dugu Muyun and Lin Yifeng, and they didn't have the slightest confidence in winning Pu Neng, let alone the others.

I can't imagine that this old monk who left Shaolin ten years ago for some reason is so powerful!

If this makes people from other sects win, it will be a slap in the face.

Now, the only hope for reversing the situation is on Lin Tianming.

Lin Tianming looked at the Puneng monk on the stage, his eyes suddenly lit up, and his figure flickered, and he had already arrived on the stage.

Although his figure is ordinary, when he stands on the stage, his momentum is unattainable, like Mount Tai, giving people invisible coercion.

For the first time, Master Pu Neng showed a cautious appearance, and his whole body was full of true qi, meeting his most powerful opponent.

Everyone in the audience looked at them and was nervous.

"Master Pu Neng, please!"

Lin Tianming sneered slightly.

"Well, the old man is offended. Pu Neng kicked the ground with both feet, and his momentum rose sharply, as if King Kong had descended into the world, and his palms drew an arc, and one palm surpassed him.