"When—"

The Admiralty air cover spun around, and there was a flexible force of its own, unloading all the palm strength of the cracked stone of the stele and blocking it from the ground along with the raised ashes.

It's not that Tie Shan hasn't been an enemy of the martial artists who can make the golden bell jar before, after all, this martial art is really too bad, but he has never encountered such a special golden bell jar.

Not to be strong, but to win with softness, to overcome rigidity with softness, sleek. Iron Mountain's opening palm struck the Admiralty Qi Hood, and it could only exert sixty percent of its power at most, and this sixty percent was not enough to break through Shen Yi's defense.

The King Kong-like figure stood in the Admiralty hood, his face less than a foot away from the palm print, but this distance was like a heavenly moth to Tie Shan.

"Amitabha."

Shen Yi clasped his hands together, looked at Tie Shan, and asked with concern, "Donor, haven't you eaten?" ”

Otherwise, how could your palm be so weak?

He didn't say it explicitly, but he understood everything.

Tie Shan's face suddenly turned red, only to feel that the humiliation he had suffered in his life was not so serious. It's a shame!

He laughed angrily, his internal qi rushing through the meridians of his hands, making a brushing sound with his muscles and bones.

Anyone who cultivates strong martial arts is not weak, otherwise the first thing that fierce strength will break down is their body, Tie Shan, as a disciple of the deputy leader of the Dajiang Gang, has a true inheritance of a famous teacher, so naturally he will not fall into this regard.

He raised his palm, the palm was strong, and there was a round and continuous momentum, as smooth and unimpeded as the flow of water, and the dense palm shadow was like a dark cloud covering the top, pouring on the Admiralty air cover.

"Dang!"

"Dang!"

"Dang!"

The air mask sounded endlessly, turning and swaying under the dense palm shadows, and Shen Yi stood in it, his hands folded, and he looked at the palm shadows motionlessly.

He used the military character to make the strength of the golden bell air cover, so that the already not weak defense added a bit of weight, making this like a real bell, unshakable, and it seemed to outsiders to be really magnificent and majestic.

In Shen Yi's view, this bell has two manifestations.

If the special effects are turned on, it is naturally like King Kong descending into the world, and the treasure is solemn, but if the special effects are turned off, it is the ghost crying and howling, and the heavy bell is like rising from hell, with a faint and vast atmosphere, and one after another the remnant souls are flying around the big bell, exuding a forest and yin energy.

With the collision of the air cover and the palm strength, the wisps of remnant soul resentment also touched Tie Shan's palms, and the slightest trace of evil stained affected Tie Shan's mind without a trace.

Even if Shen Yi took the initiative to restrain his evil staining ability, a slight influence would still occur quietly.

The more Tie Shan attacked, the more angry he was in his heart, there seemed to be a voice echoing in his ears, his eyes were open angrily, and wisps of blood appeared, and the monk in his eyes was so hateful.

【Force!】 】

He seemed to hear the monk shouting.

【Force!】 】

[Hard! You haven't eaten, have you? 】

"Ahhh

Iron Mountain attacked like crazy, sparing no effort in his moves, and only struck out all his power with both palms.

The palm power broke through the air, making an endless explosion, and even the surroundings were carried by the palm wind, rolling up the dust.

Ten palms, fifty palms, one hundred palms!

From the momentum of the storm to the silence of the flag, the meridians were tingling, and both palms were recoiled by the force, and blood came out, but the golden bell air cover was still intact.

"When~"

The last long bell stopped, Shen Yi clasped his hands together, and the golden bell air shield outside his body was already stained with blood-colored palm prints.

"Amitabha, donor, it seems that the little monk has won."

He calmly asked the hood to stop turning, and said slowly.

I have to admire the strength of the soldier's word, Shen Yi used the soldier's word to shape the air cover, and detained the internal qi in a bell-shaped shape to prevent leakage, even if it withstood this series of strong attacks, the internal qi did not lose much.

If it was under the bright moon, Shen Yi would even be able to replenish his internal qi at any time, so that the Admiralty Qi Hood would continue to be maintained.

His calm posture made Tie Shan, whose internal qi was exhausted, attack his heart, and a mouthful of blood spurted out directly, splashing the air cover red.

"You····· Vajra monks are not delusional! Iron Mountain shouted angrily, "I am inseparable from you!" ”

'Another crazy one, it seems that you can't fight people for too long in the future, and you can solve it quickly. ’

Shen Yi knew that this guy had lost his mind when he looked like this, and sighed in his heart that this year's list didn't seem to be very good, and the hundredth couldn't even stand this stimulation.

You must know that no anger can fight fiercely under Shen Yi's evil staining ability with full firepower, and he has not completely lost his mind in the end.

This hundredth place, the name does not live up to the truth, it is better to have no anger.

"Donor, if you don't call this nickname, the little monk may still be affectionate."

Shen Yi twisted his neck and made a crisp sound, "I don't know how to be interesting." ”

The Admiralty air shield was abruptly withdrawn, and the blood stains on it fell from the air, and suddenly a gray shadow flashed, and a cracking sound came, as if even the air had been torn in half.

Incense elephant crosses the river!

This light skill was used to explode in a short distance, and an explosive reaction force immediately appeared under his feet, and the strong wind tore apart the falling bloodstains, allowing Shen Yi to pass through it, and a light punch was sent to Tie Shan's chest.

"Bang!"

In the muffled sound, the softness in the fist exploded, and the burly figure flew upside down like rags, crashing into the body of the son's brother Shangguan Ming, and the two fell into a string of rolling gourds.

"Young Master!"

"Iron Boy!"

The team doing white things was in a mess, and there seemed to be a cold killing machine rising in it, but under the empty glance from the rear, the killing machine quietly fell again.

Young people fight and fight, they are too lazy to care, at most they will ask their teachers and nephews to teach some lessons, but the older generation will not care.

The white-clothed monk sat on the back of the tiger with a smile, and the calm and unhurried selling was really a good monk, if it wasn't for the past few days to travel with him, he became acquainted, and the people on the side couldn't be really frightened for no reason.

"Hmph, a group of gutless bandits, if they dare to make a move, I will look down on them, monks."

He pouted and disdained the emptiness of being able to sense the emotions of others against him.

"And then we're going to beat them up, right?" The big tiger under his seat also pouted and said.

"Just you talk a lot."

Emptiness punched Senior Brother Tiger on the head and said, "Senior nephew, let's go, let's go into the city, let's find a place to wash up." ”

He called out to Shen Yi and asked him to come over, and then the group swaggered into the city and walked through the middle of the white affairs team.

[On the second day of the first month of September, the King Kong monk fought in vain to open the mountain and palm Tieshan outside the county town of Yanggu, and Tieshan attacked more than 100 moves, but it was difficult to break the golden bell jar of Wuwu, and then he was knocked down by a punch. 】

On the city wall, a figure dressed as a scribe watched the whole scene, quickly writing a line on the book in his hand.