"Isn't it third-rate, take my claw first!" A shout suddenly came from all around, shaking the beams of the house and buzzing, but there was no figure of the shout, only to see a huge golden dragon claw suddenly poking down from the sky and grabbing it towards the place where the knife was.

When the monks heard this, their faces immediately rejoiced, as if they had come to a great savior, and they were all full of confidence in the people who came. Good guy, this dragon claw four or five zhang long has not yet fallen, and bursts of Sanskrit sounds actually sounded in everyone's hearts, as if the heavenly dragon under the seat of the Buddha came down to punish the demon.

And the knife is also the first time to be very energetic, his eyes shot out two divine lights in vain, his right hand gently stroked the top of his head, and the lead flower in the sea of consciousness jumped suddenly, and it swirled out from the top of his head, blooming with immeasurable brilliance.

"Wonderful!" A wonderful voice just fell, facing the dragon claw from top to bottom to the top of the head, the knife suddenly raised his head, his eyes were even brighter, his left hand was slightly bent into a claw, and the clouds and mist lingered between the claw arms, accompanied by a dragon groan, grabbed from the bottom to the top, and suddenly the dragon's claw passed, the golden light flickered, the clouds and mist surged, and the Sanskrit sound burst into bursts, immeasurably magical.

Two giant dragon claws met in midair, collided, and collapsed, and the air twisted and shattered turned into countless hurricanes and ripples that roared out in all directions.

Even if that group of monks jointly erected a wall of true qi to resist, it would be retreating again and again, and the surface of the true qi wall would be undulating, and it would be on the verge of destruction at any time.

When the surrounding area was calm again, there was no benefit except for the place where the knife was standing and the group of monks, and the mud walls were surging everywhere, dilapidated.

"Amitabha, I don't know how much incense money will be spent on this reconstruction, and when Xiao Qu defeats you, I will ask you for it!"

"Amitabha!" Seeing the fat bald donkey, all the monks said the Buddha in unison, as if relieved.

"I said abbot, you asked Xiao Wei to go to the meditation room to discuss something, but I don't have a figure, but I can be easy to find!"

"Amitabha, it happened suddenly, and the old man never expected that a little benefactor would come to embarrass me Shaolin at this time. The abbot said this euphemistically, but the knife was here to embarrass rather than make trouble, and both sides were not offended, and they looked like good people.

"Dashan! I haven't moved my muscles and bones for a long time, and I have to play again today. "Amitabha, you should be cautious and cautious, this little benefactor has not only reached the peak of the foundation, but also gathered a flower on the top, and is familiar with my Shaolin seventy-two stunts, which should not be underestimated!"

"The abbot can rest assured, I have practiced Buddhism since I was a child, and I have been passed down from the ancestors to wash the marrow Sutra, and the top has already gathered silver, lead and two flowers, I am afraid of what he will do!"

"That's good, it's just that the little donor is familiar with my Buddhism, and I think it has a lot of connections with my Buddhism, so I must be merciful when the time comes. ”

"Hey, hey, hey, you're endless, bald donkeys are just verbose, if you want to fight, what to do with so much nonsense, what do you want your subordinates to show mercy, if you don't go all out, it's boring, boring!"

When the fat monk heard this, he laughed even more: "Hahahahaha, the donor's words are very good, I will do my best, be careful!" As soon as the words fell, his right hand gently stroked his bald head, and in an instant, silver and lead flowers bloomed from the top of his head, spraying immeasurable Buddha light, shining in all directions, stabbing all the monks to open their eyes.

The true qi of the hands lingered, like a flame soaring and beating, the void gave birth to golden lotuses around his body, the thumb and index finger of the right hand gently touched, like the Buddha holding flowers, the index finger and middle finger of the left hand together, like a leaf into the underworld.

Seeing this, the knife was not far behind, the lead flowers on the top bloomed more vigorously, dazzling very much, and there were bursts of Buddha sounds from the stamens, as if the Buddha was whispering. His eyes were like torches, shooting out two golden flames around his body, and his whole body was dyed golden, as if an Arhat had descended into the world and descended to destroy demons. Seeing that the fat monk made different fingering techniques with both hands, the right hand held flowers, and the five fingers of his left hand rotated and flicked, shooting countless fingers towards the knife.

As soon as the knife's eyes closed and opened, his eyes became more radiant, and countless finger shadows bloomed on his hands, and infinite wonderful flowers grew between his fingers, floating to the other side of bliss. No matter how hard or soft, or yin or yang's fingers are fierce and difficult, they are all stopped one by one by the flowers on the other side of the sky that are scattered in the sky, and it is difficult to move forward. The Finger Flowers were not affected by the fat monk's attack at all, and still floated towards their enemies in a hurry.

Seeing this, his face changed, and he immediately turned his right hand into a palm, his left hand turned into a fist, and his hands made a fist with both hands, without the slightest sense of disobedience, as if the two were fighting together. Between the fists and palms, there was a trend of mountains and seas, turning into the wind and waves of the bitter sea, extinguishing the finger flowers floating to the other side, not only blocking the blow of the knife, but also continuing to impact towards the place where he was.

"A good marrow washing sutra, a good one heart and two uses, it's really amazing, wonderful!" Seeing the opponent fighting each other left and right, with one heart and two uses, with the fist palm fingers, the mutual conversion between ease and ease, the move with the time and faintly beyond the great perfection of the style, the knife unconsciously shouted good, is to sigh the magic of the marrow washing sutra, but also to the opponent's talent to have a sense of sympathy.

In the middle of the crisis, seeing that he was still calm, the shadow of his two fingers stopped, the index finger and middle finger of his right hand flicked, and the sound of collapsing like a golden stone between the two fingers sounded, as if the steel sheet was vibrating, "one finger is pouring the city, and the second finger is pouring the country", accompanied by a shout of the knife, the two fingers came out together, pointing directly at the surging wind and waves.

A country is about to fall, the world is turned upside down, and the small wind and waves naturally jump for a long time, and the two fingers of the country come to the fat monk in the blink of an eye, and the form is overturned in an instant. Seeing this, the pores of the whole body suddenly opened, his eyes widened, and he hurriedly put away his fists, his arms were slightly closed in front of his chest, and the golden light of his whole body was even more abundant, and the silver and lead two flowers actually began to melt and flow to his hands quickly, turning into two fists and closing on the two fists, and then his left waist bent, and his fists collapsed out, facing the two fingers of the country.

"Bang!" It was like the heavens and the earth exploded, the chaos was divided, and the surrounding air was evaporated to the end, leaving a large vacuum, how could there be a group of monks, I didn't know where to hide, the surrounding area was barren, whether it was pavilions and temples or mountains, rocks and trees, and the air evaporated with the outbreak of fly ash.

There are only two figures left in the field, that is, the knife and the fat monk, the fat man's sleeves have been twisted to pieces, and his arms trembled slightly, thinking that he suffered a lot in this blow, but the knife has not only retreated half a step, if it is like what he said, it is a complete loss.

"I lost!"

"You didn't lose, I lost!"

"I said that if I take half a step back, I will lose, but now that I have taken five steps back, do you want me to be a person who does not believe in my word?"

"Hahaha, the donor is just in line with Xiao Wei's appetite, happy!"

"You fat monk has also entered the eyes of the master, very wonderful!"

"Amitabha, I really hit it off at first sight with the donor, I don't know each other if I don't fight, if I don't have a monk, I really want to worship with you!"

"Great goodness, master, I also think so in my heart, my Buddha once said: wine and meat have passed through the intestines, and the Buddha has left it in his heart, as long as there is a Buddha in his heart, why bother with the rules of the monks, it is boring!"

"Hahaha, what the little brother said is very true, what he said is very true, it is my brother and I are like, I see that you are not very old, brother, I will make a big noise, is it okay to call you a second brother?"

"Nature is excellent, excellent!"

"The second brother of Guan is also a member of my Buddhism between his martial arts moves, I don't know which master's disciple, why do you want to embarrass me Shaolin?"

"Hahaha, I actually told you the Shaolin abbot my origin a long time ago, my master is their ancestor, but they just don't believe it, and I can't help it. ”

"Oh, can you tell me the name of the second brother's respected teacher? Maybe I know my brother, but not necessarily. ”

"Haha, I'm ashamed to say that my master was also a Shaolin disciple, but he was expelled from Shaolin later for breaking the precepts, and later broke out of the name of 'Demon Confession Bi Boluo' on the rivers and lakes, but although my master is a Shaolin outcast, he has always been concerned about Shaolin, until the time of the five declines of heaven and man, he did not forget to ask me to go to Shaolin to return the Great Bright Fist boxing that was unfortunately lost more than a thousand years ago. ”

"Amitabha, good, good!"