Before the fist arrived, the strength came first, accompanied by two metallic trills from the ears, the right arm of the knife snapped to the ground, and the whole arm seemed to be dyed with thick cyan pigment in an instant, and it was a whole thick circle, as if it was wearing a bronze arm armor, mighty and shining.

In a hurry, he didn't think much about it, he raised his palm to block the black-gold fist that was close in front of him, and he had used all his strength in the shortest possible time, without any reservations, because he knew very well how terrible the enemy in front of him was.

"Boom!" Like the sound of a big bell ringing, the huge bronze arm was obviously inferior to the black-gold fist that was only one size smaller than it, accompanied by a ripple tearing the air, the whole body of the knife seemed to have been hit by an ancient god elephant, and slid out fiercely, the ground was plowed out of two deep scratches, the palm of the bronze palm was obviously scorched, and there was a burst of white smoke, followed by a burst of clattering metal shattering, it turned out that the huge bronze arm could no longer be maintained, and it began to crack inch by inch from the palm of the hand, and finally turned into a little starlight scattered in the air。

"Amitabha, Shaolin's big stele wrestler has been used by the little master to such a realm, even if it is the reincarnation of Bodhidharma, it is just like this, but I don't know how many successful bodies the little master has used, if he has done his best, it will disappoint the poor monk!"

Waiting for the knife to stand firm, the five qi in the chest gathered, turned into a round of golden lotus treasure wheel angrily bloomed, hovering behind him, countless Sanskrit sounds came out of it, the treasure was solemn, full of divine energy, the golden light flashed suddenly in the eyes, shooting out two divine lights, turning into a golden ribbon floating in the wind behind the head, the two ends of the golden ribbon were pinned to the arms, like a flame soaring and beating, the whole body seemed to be swollen a few times, dyed golden yellow, clanging, alive from a Buddha came into the world.

"It was a little hasty just now, and now, the Seven Successful Body!" As soon as the voice fell, he didn't wait for the opponent to do anything, but he shot first, jumped into the air, and hammered down with a punch.

The scorching sun of noon shone on the huge golden figure of the knife in mid-air, forming a halo of Dao Dao, adding to the sacredness, the golden fist clanged, and it became larger in vain from top to bottom, actually covering the entire body of Mofro, if it was hit by this punch, it would inevitably be squeezed into meat sauce.

Seeing this, Mofro's face was slightly solemn, and the black-gold qi that originally only covered the palm of his hand was accompanied by a clanging sound, dyeing his entire right arm pitch black, with bursts of metallic luster, and then his legs bent and his fist collapsed.

"Boom!" It was like two huge divine bells colliding, and a white wave of air quickly spread from the center of the collision, and everywhere it passed, the mountains, rocks, grass and trees were all wiped out. In this duel, although Movro also responded in a hurry, he took all the top, without hurting a single hair, but there was a slight crack in the place where he was standing, as for the knife, it was shocked by this blow, and he couldn't see any of his figures, and he didn't know whether he was injured or killed.

"Zheng!" Hearing a loud noise, Movro raised his head slightly, and saw a Buddha light suddenly appear in the air, accompanied by "whoosh" "whoosh" "whoosh" "whoo The sound of breaking the sky sounded, a figure from high to low, at a very high speed from the sky to fall, and the atmosphere friction and burning produced by the light trail is beautiful, the figure is getting clearer and clearer, take a closer look at the knife that has just disappeared, it will be who, only to see his head down, left hand orchid mark on the chest, right hand stretched out palm straight to the place where Mophro was standing, like a meteor crashing into its opponent.

Seeing this, Mophro's face was distressed, and he didn't think much about it, the black right arm with a metallic luster suddenly swelled a few times, and accompanied by the sound of an elephant roaring a dragon, a closer look, seven pitch-black dragon elephant figures appeared from above that arm, there is no need to guess, this arm must contain the power of slaughtering gods and destroying saints.

"Roar!" A roar of dragon elephants accompanied by the sound of earth-destroying collisions, although the seven dragon elephants have tried their best to resist the meteor from above, but they are still slightly unable to resist the terrifying impact of the knife, Movro has fallen into a deep pit around him, at this time his original face became more bitter, but with the expansion of his right arm, another elephant roared and a dragon roar, and the meteor at this time also seemed to use up its terrifying impact from the sky, accompanied by the roar of the eight dragons and eight elephants, in vain shattered, ringing like a bell。

A golden figure flew out from the white wave of air, and it didn't know how many rocks it had crashed along the way before it stopped and fell miserably to the ground.

"Amitabha, I didn't expect that the little master's strong Vajra fist was three points stronger than the big stele wrestler, and the strong Vajra palm after that was even more incredible, the poor monk boldly guessed, you are a Shaolin disciple, and it must be trained by the old ghost of Miaozhen himself, right?!"

By the time the smoke cleared, Movro had come out of the pit and slowly approached the knife.

"Haha, your evil monk is extraordinary, and you know who the master's master is, in this case, why bother to force each other, aren't you afraid that my master will come out of the customs to kill you? You know, although you are one of the three Buddhas, you are also the last of the three Buddhas, and you are definitely not my master's opponent!"

The knife that fell to the ground, I couldn't tell whether it was injured or not, but I saw that his golden body was full of cracks, as if it was gently blown by the wind, and it would immediately peel off, and I knew that in the duel just now, I suffered a big loss.

"Amitabha, it turns out that you are really the disciple of the old ghost of Miaozhen, so I can rest assured, hum, your old ghost master did not make me suffer a lot back then, and now he is approaching, and he has already taken care of himself, and even if he comes, he is old and weak, not at the peak, I will not be afraid of him!"

Knowing the details of the knife, Mophro had no scruples, and was ready to let go of his hands and feet, and grabbed the knife in one fell swoop to force him to copy the 'Scroll of the Gods'.

"Haha, then are you ready to be pulled into the water by me?" Hearing what Movro said, the knife knew that he had no way to retreat now, and was ready to fight with all his might, and then the golden light flashed, and the person stood up: "Next, ten successful bodies!"

As soon as the words fell, the palm of his right hand was gently stroked to the top of his head, and suddenly the silver, lead two flowers accompanied by bursts of Sanskrit sounds, hovered out from the top of his head, blooming with immeasurable divine light, and then gently stroked back, silver, lead two flowers actually turned into a stream of water into the golden lotus treasure wheel behind the knife, and the change arose in vain, the golden treasure wheel that fused the silver and lead two flowers actually turned into two heads and four arms, four golden arms or flowers, or fists, or stretching palms, or claws, showing endless magical energy, one in front and one behind the two golden heads, with a smile and anger on their faces, and they were sacred and extraordinary。

The four arms moved together, and the golden light was even more in the moment, one of the arms was in the shape of a flower, a golden lotus bloomed between the index finger and the thumb, one arm rang loudly, the golden fist collapsed bigger than the grinding plate, the five fingers of one arm were put together into a palm, the golden arm suddenly stretched out, and there was an arm, five fingers into claws, and there were bursts of dragon groans between the claws, and then just the body moved forward slightly, that is, the four arms came out together, pointing to one place. With just a flick of the finger, the petals scattered all over the sky, turning into ninety-nine fingers and shooting towards the enemy, and between the other three arms, countless golden palm shadows, fists, claws and the ninety-nine petals went towards Mophro in unison. If his brother saw the knife at this time, his eyes would be bigger than the bull's eye, and he would be so shocked that his liver would tremble.

Seeing this, Mofro's face also changed, and his heart was shocked, after a few fights, he knew that the knife was amazing, but he didn't expect it to be so amazing, it was really incredible, if he didn't die halfway, he would be far beyond Miaozhen's old ghost in the future, and even transcendent sainthood is possible, this time he has such a cause and effect, and when he grows up, he must not rest, or this time he will be slapped to death here, and the future troubles will be broken?

Between Sifu, but he didn't forget to make a move, the black-gold gang qi rang out again, all over the upper body, dyeing the entire upper body black, and the place where it was armed with the black and gold gang qi was swollen several times, looking from a distance, the body was extremely uncoordinated, like a giant but with two small feet.

With a bend of his left waist, his fists came out together, "roar" "roar", nine black-gold dragon elephants with a metallic luster roared out from their fists, and rushed fiercely towards the oncoming attack that spread all over the sky.

"Zheng Zheng Qiang" and "Zheng Zheng Qiang" is the sound of the scales of the nine dragon elephants being shot down, and it is also the echo of the four golden long arms being violently rammed by the nine dragon elephants.

With the sound of cracking metal, it was the knife that was the first to appear, and gradually retreated, and the four long golden arms were covered with spiderweb-like cracks, as if they would peel off at any moment.

Seeing that he was about to retreat, the golden eyes of the knife narrowed, his legs stepped down slightly, and with a bang, two large pits appeared on the ground, but his figure had disappeared. When it reappeared, the knife covered with golden cracks had already fallen far away, dodging the impact of the nine black-gold dragon elephants that were also obviously scarred.

Mo Furo closed his fists, and put his two palms together and slightly slapped the Buddha number on his chest: "Amitabha, the little master has reached the limit of the poor monk but has just used the seven successful bodies, if he continues to fight, I am afraid that the poor monk will not be able to hold back, everyone is a Buddhist, why not sit down and talk slowly, the little master has a bright future, and why die here for something outside the body, besides, you have read the content of that volume of wonderful arts, copy a copy with me, you will not suffer, this is the best of both worlds, why are you so stubborn?"

Seeing that he has fought here, and then he is afraid that he will not be able to hold his hand for a while, and hurt the life of the knife, it is really a loss of the scriptures and a cause and effect in vain.