Float hand!

Under one hand, the inscription map of heaven and earth, that magnificent inscription map, is not a pen and ink rendering, nor is it a spectacle outlined by the mysterious qi, but a vast picture scroll formed by thousands of palms, crisscrossed and organized!

That picture of the inscription, between the staggered reflections, layers of shadows, flickering. One hand, a thousand palms are full of shadows, overlapping, weird and unpredictable, like a peony, like a green lotus! tossing and turning like a blue lotus! turning into a goose! The posture is plump and enchanting, changing in thousands of ways, vivid.

The scroll of the painting rotated, and in an instant, the endless aura surged, and in an instant, Li Yang's body was completely enveloped, Li Yang silently fought the delicate little face under the hat, without a trace of panic, his body leaned forward slightly, his back was slightly bent, and his right hand firmly grasped the scimitar handle behind him.

"The five divisions refer to the Buddha Division--Enlightenment Perfection!The Vajra Division--Immortal and Incorruptible!The Treasure Division--Ten Thousand Virtues Perfection!The Lotus Division--Unstained and Unstained! The Karma Division--The Virtue of His Karma!" Senior Brother Fang's face was awe-inspiring, and the huge aura of his body evolved thousands of ways and methods, and under his five fingers, the inscription map of heaven and earth was as magnificent as the mountains and rivers and the five mountains.

He shouted "Get up!", and in an instant, hundreds of interlaced palms suddenly covered like a monstrous wave of the sea, sweeping towards a grain of duckweed in the angry sea, and it seemed that Li Yang's humble body was annihilated in an instant.

The palms of the hands were overlapped and stacked, like great mercy, subverting the universe and running the mountains and rivers under one palm! That palm came vastly, and the palm did not stop, and the huge breath was the white jade floor under Li Yang's feet, which began to crack and shatter, turning into gravel and dust.

"Let him change and change, I will laugh at the sky!"

Li Yang muttered, and when the hundred palms covered him, his body suddenly spun up, the scimitar came out of the sheath, and the sword came out with an incomparable sword might, slashing out like a piercing Changhong, the surging flames on the scimitar were like a long dragon roaring endlessly, and between the tail swing of the dragon, the endless air flow roared.

Bang......

With a loud bang, the incomparable sword power and the hundred float-like palms collided together, and for a while, a terrible destructive force, like a storm that had been brewing for a long time, with the surging cyclone as the bearing, swirling and raging away, and a few thick willows not far away, swept by the storm, were stirred into powder in an instant.

"It's a bit of a skill......

The pupils contracted slightly, Senior Brother Fang licked his somewhat chapped lips, stretched out his palm that was as shriveled as a goshawk, and suddenly a terrifying aura surged again, only to see that the palm shadows of each one were combined, transforming into a big hand like a mountain, and smashing down.

Li Yang's eyes were cold, and the scimitar in his hand suddenly slashed, chopped, picked, or topspined, or swept out, and the knife in his hand was swung out one hundred and eight times in one breath, and most of the Xuan Qi in his body was consumed at one time, and the scimitars beside him appeared in their own postures, and from a distance, it looked like one hundred and eight sword-wielding guards, surrounding Li Yang's body, guarding him in groups.

"Condensation!"

Li Yang shouted, a knife cut out, the surrounding of the knife power seemed to have a magnet, the one hundred and eight scimitars around it were fixed, all of them attracted the past, and in an instant, the sword power was helped by one hundred and eight scimitars of all kinds, and its power was doubled and superimposed, and there was a great power to cut through the mountains and rivers between the hands and rain.

The sound as violent as a war drum suddenly burst, and in an instant, the Xuan Qi erupted and raged out, and the bluestone floor broke layer after layer under the rampant Xuan Qi, and the ground collapsed again and again, and the endless wind roared endlessly, and the endless mournful wailing was tactful, like the cuckoo crying blood

Li Yang's body paused slightly, his slender figure shook a few times slightly, the lowered eyebrows under the hat moved slightly and again, and he pursed the corners of his mouth, and on the calm face of the hat, a sharp and fiery gaze was projected, firmly locked on one end of the roof, which was like an ethereal Taoist body, and his dark eyes turned slightly.

Shout......

Suddenly, he moved an arrow figure and stepped out, and the quaint ugin scimitar in his hand was shot out by him abruptly, the scimitar with a piercing sound of breaking the air, like a sharp blade that broke through the air, the blade was in the air, and the scimitar roared because of the knife, and in an instant, the scimitar exploded in front of Senior Brother Fang.

Senior Brother Fang's eyes trembled slightly, looking at the blade that broke through the air, he groaned, pointed out the short sword hovering above his head, turned into a dazzling beam of light, and flew out suddenly, and the sharp blade of the black scimitar collided together, and for a while, the sparks spread out in a circle like a fire millet, like the ripples of the calm lake.

The scimitar that rushed forward, was hit by the short sword and returned the same way, the scimitar trembled, and fell down along the inclined arc, the scimitar did not fall for long, at this time, Li Yang's body took a stride into the air, and firmly grasped the falling scimitar in his hand.

After grabbing the scimitar, Li Yang's body began to droop naturally, he lifted it in the dantian in one breath, and the figure suddenly extended forward for a large part, and the soles of his feet stepped on the smooth wall, and the next moment his body borrowed strength, went and returned, and his figure suddenly turned into a streamer, and after several jumps, he turned his hand and stabbed at Senior Brother Fang's heart.

Senior Brother Fang sneered, looking at Li Yang who came with a knife, the corners of his mouth showed a trace of disdainful sneer, and the next moment he slowly stretched out two fingers, his two fingers were like diamonds, when Li Yang's scimitar stabbed, the two fingers lightly clamped on the tip of Li Yang's knife, Li Yang's eyes were slightly sharp, his toes swirled, and the scimitar blade turned like a spinning top, and spun out.

"Noise!"

Senior Brother Fang sneered disdainfully, his fingers suddenly forced, his fingers were like sharp double scissors, and with a bang, the scimitar in Li Yang's hand was forcefully clamped out with two electric lights, stopping the scimitar that was turned over by Li Yang, and the sunken yellowed cheeks were slightly stunned, Senior Brother Fang lowered his brows in surprise, looking at the scimitar in Li Yang's hand that was not broken as expected, and his face looked slightly unnatural.

When practicing the remnant swordsmanship, in order to feel the severe pain and anesthetize his nerves, Senior Brother Fang once specially forged his two fingers, as the saying goes, ten fingers are connected to the heart, under his deliberate forging, now his fingers are like steel, but diamonds open mountains! The finger power is terrifying, just by relying on his two fingers, he can break dozens of stacked blades, this seems to be a good trick of Senior Brother Fang, but it seems that this time this scene seems to be no play.

"A mortal weapon inferior spirit soldier with three weapon patterns!"

Senior Brother Fang's face moved slightly, and when he saw the three pitch-black patterns on the jet-black scimitar, he seemed to understand something, and the expression on his face suddenly changed.

The Xuan Qi in his body was rolling, Senior Brother Fang suddenly slammed his palm into the opposite Li Yang, Li Yang drew his knife and retreated to the rear, and the figure turned again in the middle of the road, and it was a fierce stab.

"It's just a small skill of carving insects, and the thief will let you know clearly today what a gap is!"

Senior Brother Fang sneered, reached out with his big hand, and grabbed his palm like a sharp goshawk, seeing Senior Brother Fang's hand grabbing it, this time Li Yang didn't even hide, it was actually Senior Brother Fang who grabbed the fragile Heavenly Spirit Gai at once, Senior Brother Fang sneered, and suddenly the expression on his face was stunned, and the figure of Li Yang, who was subdued by him, gradually faded, and his soul returned to nothingness after a moment.

"What's going on?"

Senior Brother Fang was stunned, before he could fully react, the short sword hovering above his head made a crisp sound, as if he felt something, and suddenly turned around His complexion became extremely exciting, and behind him there were four identical scimitar boys wearing hats, scattered and gathered, and approached him.

Ps: About the floating hand, the description of the thousand-handed Guanyin Buddhism + dance, collection 3963, I hope it's over 4000 tonight, go and sort out your thoughts, blow the wind.