Duan Silie had already grasped a big gun in his hand, and the monk opposite him had already regained the Iron Buddha Bead, which was the weapon chosen by both sides.

However, the two did not immediately fight together, but looked at each other.

The rising momentum of the two made the people around them feel depressed, and many soldiers subconsciously retreated more distance, and the military attache was relatively forward.

A gust of cold wind brought a fallen leaf in the courtyard and flew between the two of them.

At this moment, the monk was still holding the Buddha beads majestically, but Duan Silie moved in an instant.

Duan Silie's body changed from static to moving, and the air flow of his body blew away the dead branches and fallen leaves around him, and he took more than a dozen steps in an instant before he stabbed out the spear, and the sound of the tip of the spear breaking through the air was like a howling wind.

"Woohoo."

The monk's eyes widened instantly, and his eyes bloomed, good kung fu!

There was a vague aura on the iron Buddha bead in his hand, and he suddenly threw it forward the moment the tip of the gun approached.

"When~~"

The iron Buddha beads collided with the tip of the spear, and the sound that erupted was exaggerated, like the temple bell ringing for a long time, and the duel between the two sides officially began at this moment.

The tip of the spear was opened, but the iron Buddha bead was also knocked open.

At the same moment, Duan Silie turned around with his strength, and the spear was blocked by his body in the next moment, and one turned back to attack the monk's open middle door.

The monk also had to leave his place and avoid it to one side.

However, Duan Silie kicked his right leg the barrel of the gun at this moment, causing the spear that was originally pierced to turn into a sweep and hit the monk with a whistling sound.

The barrel of the gun brings an exaggerated arc, and the tip of the gun flickers with a ghostly light, which brings the trajectory of death.

This kind of terrifying strength and offensive, even if the monk who is already an innate master, does not dare to take it hard, so he can only retreat again and again.

Duan Silie knew that his skills were not up to his opponent's, so he launched a stormy attack in just an instant, and he wanted to break the monk's immobility with a fierce attack.

At this moment, Duan Silie took advantage of the momentum, and immediately put his other hand on the barrel of the spear at the moment when the spear swung and turned, but it did not offset the force, but his body rotated with the barrel of the spear, and the force under his feet continued to increase.

Duan Silie's figure turned rapidly, chasing the monk with a spear, and the combination of human and spear brought out a tornado roaring.

"Woo~" "Woo~" "Woo~".

The surrounding withered grass and fallen leaves and even the remnants of snow were swept into it by the strong wind brought by Duan Silie, and the movement brought by him with one person and one gun suddenly turned into a tornado.

The grandeur of the marksmanship and the terrifying power made all the spectators shocked.

It's hardly like a battle between mortals!

"This" "Could it be that General Duan is also an innate martial artist?" ”

"How can such power be accomplished by man?"

"Then how can the monk stop it?"

Not to mention other military attachés, even the old governor Zou Jie was also shocked in his heart, he has commanded the army for decades, and he has never slackened his martial arts, and he has seen all kinds of rising stars and warriors.

But in terms of moves, there is almost no one who can reach Duan Silie's power.

In the face of such a tornado attack, the figure of the opponent's military general was almost blurred, and the monk held the Buddha bead and continued to retreat rapidly.

Everything was just a battle between breaths, everyone thought that Duan Silie had the upper hand, but the monk was boiling with fighting spirit, such an opponent was worth fighting.

There was about to be a corner behind him, but the monk moved at this moment.

"Drink—"

After a loud drink, his feet suddenly burst into force.

"Boom-"

The bluestone bricks under his feet were directly crushed, and the two big bricks and stones were stepped up, and Duan Silie ignored the sweeping gun, and was bound to break the bluestone and the people behind him together.

"Bang~" "Bang~"

Qingshi hadn't collided with the spear yet, but it was smashed by the monk's palms.

At this moment, countless debris fossilized into sharp arrows and shot at the nearby tornado.

"When" "When" "When" "When".

The spear was like an extension of Duan Silie's arm, and it shattered countless flying stones in an instant, but the tornado also broke.

The monk rushed forward in an instant, the iron Buddha bead in his hand turned into an afterimage, and the defensive situation turned into an offensive.

Duan Silie's pupils contracted, as if he saw that in the dust of rubble, a monk rushed with a Buddha salute, surrounded by afterimage Buddha beads, but this Buddha bead was not compassionate, but touched and shattered.

He didn't dare to make a hard connection at all, Duan Silie quickly retreated, and as soon as the tip of the gun with sufficient strength hit the ground, a large stone slab tossed up.

"Boom-"

The stone slab exploded in an instant, the rubble flew into the air, the monk Buddha beads danced wildly, Duan Silie's flower stick rotated, and the bodies of both sides were so fast that even the military attachés watching the battle couldn't see clearly.

And the soldiers who were a little farther away around could only see two blurred figures colliding and fighting quickly.

The sound of each clash of gold and iron was like a bell, and many soldiers even had to cover their ears

This is a duel that no one present could have imagined before the competition, and the martial arts of both sides are beyond common sense!

Almost all the soldiers watching the battle had retreated to the outside of the courtyard, and many of them only dared to lie on the wall to watch, and from time to time they had to retract their heads.

The military attachés insisted on standing in the courtyard, and if they retreated, they would have to withdraw, which was the dignity they strongly supported.

A military attache suddenly shouted.

"Be careful—"

Then several military attachés around him immediately retreated quickly, and the next moment the ground cracked and dust flew nearby.

"Bang~".

A spear flew in, nearly half of the body of the spear sank to the ground, and the bluestone slab that bore the brunt of it was shattered like a spider's web.

"Ho, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho"

Duan Silie's wheezing sound was like a broken bellows, and at this moment, his energy was discharged, and his whole body immediately sweated like rain, his hands trembled slightly, and he stood in place and looked at the monk opposite.

The monk clasped his hands together, held the iron Buddha beads on the Buddha ceremony, and bowed to Duan Silie.

Even if he has been in Nanyan Martial Arts for so many years, he has not fought so heartily a few times, not to mention that he is now in the innate realm.

"My Buddha is merciful, the general is merciful, given time, maybe the general has a chance to reach the innate realm!"

Duan Silie's martial arts are definitely high enough, but the monk is also aware of the difficulties of the innate realm, so even if it is a military general in front of him, he only dares to say that he has a chance, but he has already defeated tens of millions of people!

Duan Silie tried his best to ease his breath, he had tried everything he could, not wanting to win, but he still couldn't force the other party to go all out.

"Duan Mou played very happily, a total of seventy-two moves, and he had done his best! It's a pity that I can't let the master use all his strength."

That monk hasn't used all his strength yet?

Zou Jie and the military attachés had disbelief in their eyes, if there was no monk here, Duan Silie would have been in that state just now, and no one would believe it if he was a congenital martial artist.

The monk's face is calm, if he met Duan Silie back then, how good it would be.

It's just that this thought seems so calm at this moment.

"General Duan doesn't need to blame himself, the poor monk is already grateful, so let's fulfill the agreement."

"But I don't think the master is finished yet—"

The monk's words were interrupted by a voice that suddenly appeared.

This voice seemed to come from afar, with a burst of echoes in the temple, the people around subconsciously looked around, and the monk's eyes burst into fine light!

This transmission represents powerful control, unfathomable internal force, and even most likely, innate true qi!

"Why don't you let me have a good fight with the master?"

This sentence is already close away.

Everyone, including Duan Silie and the lawless monk, looked at the entrance of the temple gate, and a figure had appeared here at some point.

Maybe they were all attracted to the duel, or maybe some soldiers were negligent in their duties, and no one noticed and no one reported before this.

This person is dressed in a moire robe, with a blue ribbon on his head, and a little vicissitudes in his eyes, looking ageless, but it is difficult to distinguish the age in the rich and powerful, and there is no wave when he walks into this temple that is more like a big camp.

"Dragon-senpai-"

Duan Silie let out an incredulous excited sound, which was equivalent to letting many people around him understand the identity of the comer!

Yi Shuyuan entered the temple as a dragon flying, his chest was stirring with the aura of martial arts like a wave, he was also overjoyed to see the lawless monk at this moment, and he was even more proud.

Yi Shuyuan just walked into the courtyard, first nodded to Duan Silie, and then only the monk holding the iron Buddha bead remained in his eyes, and bowed.

"It's better to choose a day than to hit the day, it's better to meet by chance, the contemptible dragon is flying, and today I am here to send the master to defeat!"

The voice is calm, the tone is indifferent, as if what is said is the truth, and it is also an extreme conceit and arrogance!

The flame of martial arts ignited in the eyes of the monk, and the calm voice carried infinite emotion and expectation.

"My Buddha is merciful, Dayong is really Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon, Xie seniors are willing to show up to teach!"

There is no doubt that the comer is a martial artist of the innate realm.

There is no doubt that compared with the monk himself, the other party must have already been in the innate realm, and there is nothing wrong with a "senior".

"You've lost some of your true qi, and I won't take advantage of you, so we'll decide the winner within thirty moves!"

Yi Shuyuan's voice is still calm, but the fighting spirit has been wanton, how fast it is to be able to compete with the innate master!

"Please show your weapons seniorly!"

The monk didn't talk nonsense, and his momentum changed in an instant, turning from a compassionate Buddha to an angry-eyed Vajra, and he was murderous for a while!

Duan Silie was agitated and hurriedly ran to the edge of the compound, and the surrounding military attaches also retreated.

Yi Shuyuan smiled.

"Just the palm of the flesh, the master doesn't need to worry."

The monk smiled and nodded, not feeling that the other party was insulting, and at this moment he was already boiling with true anger.

"Bang~"

The bluestone slab was directly stepped on, and the monk shot without warning, attacking Yi Shuyuan, who was close at hand, with the Buddha beads in his hand whistling, and his palms were better like afterimages.

Yi Shuyuan swept his long sleeves, caught the Buddha beads with his cuffs, rolled them up, and then greeted them with his left hand.

The bodies of the two sides of the hand are constantly flashing, and the body shape seems to be shifted, moving around the courtyard, but the Buddha beads and cuffs are always entangled, and one person's left hand and one person's right hand are rapidly staggered.

Outsiders see that their eyes are sore but they don't want to miss a moment, and it looks like the two are inseparable.

"Who's going to have the upper hand?" "I don't know, Long Daxia won't lose, right?"

"General Duan, what do you think?"

Zou Jie couldn't help but ask, the gap between them and the martial arts of the two sides was too big, maybe only Duan Silie could see it clearly.

Duan Silie shook his head slightly.

"Only the master can't attack, and the dragon seniors don't seem to have made a move yet."

Haven't shot yet?

Compared with Duan Silie, of course, the monk also understood the situation, and with enough innate true qi, he stabbed Yi Shuyuan Zhongmen with his palm, but when he saw the cuffs floating, he suddenly exploded and turned his palm into a fist, and the surrounding aura was aroused.

"Boom-"

The strength of the punch set off a wave of invisible qi, and the surrounding dead branches and fallen leaves carried dust flying.

The two sides separated briefly, but the monk immediately rushed towards Yi Shuyuan, who jumped lightly and fluttered backwards like a lightweight feather.

Without using any immortal method, a mouthful of innate true qi was raised, Yi Shuyuan was like an immortal, and his feet never landed.

"The innate true qi is incomparably powerful, and it makes people understand all kinds of subtleties of martial arts. In Wei? In the potential? Or in the heart? ”

At this moment, Yi Shuyuan still had the strength to speak, and his tone was still calm.

Unable to turn into an afterimage under the monk's feet, the fist stab could never get close to Yi Shuyuan, but it was as if his fist was pushing the opponent backwards.

Although this strange state could not shake the two sides of the competition, the people watching the battle were dumbfounded!

"Maybe it's all there, or maybe it's not enough!"

Snow fell in the sky unconsciously, and snowflakes fell, and everyone seemed to be able to vaguely see some clues.

The snow swirled and spread between the two, forming a trail of energy, and the dragon hero seemed to always step on a ripple.

"It's still in the sky, in the place, in the people. The number of qi between heaven and earth! ”

"Bang~"

The monk's true qi exploded, turning his fist into a thorn, and he actually accelerated forward in an instant, and even broke through the cover formed by his own qi, and approached Yi Shuyuan in an instant.

The hands of the two sides touched again, and the fists and palms exchanged hands several times in an instant, but in the monk's feeling, the first time there was a sense of physical contact, and the next few times he couldn't touch anyone at all.

The next moment, the arm was cold, as if a snake passed by, and the chest was slapped with a palm.

This palm fell, and the snowflakes in the sky were scattered in an instant.

"Boom-"

The monk's body was like a prawn, and he flew out upside down with his body bowed, but Yi Shuyuan's body was like a ghost, and he actually followed behind.

It's just that at this moment, the monk's eyes flashed, and he finally took the initiative to attack!

At the same moment, the Buddha beads in the palm of the monk's hand burst open under the sharp opening of his arms, and the iron Buddha beads turned into life-threatening flying stars, one in front of him.

"Whoosh", "Whoosh", "Whoosh", "Whoosh".

But obviously this kind of move can't help Yi Shuyuan, and the monk himself knows this, so it's just to close the road.

After the false move, he has already stepped on the ground with both feet, with the traces of the ground plowing out of the force, and the two fists are at the top of the corner, one punch to the abdomen, and the other punch to the door.

It's just that Yi Shuyuan's body rotated, and he avoided the flying beads like a fish in the iron Buddha beads, and even grazed his fists, only raised his hand to connect the elbow that came after him, and staggered his position.

In the monk's feeling, it was as if the other party was dragging the wind and snow to the side, or rather, it was like being one with the wind and snow, and was lined up to the side by his strength and fists and feet.

"Boom" "Boom" "Boom" "Boom".

At this moment, on the ground and at the base of some surrounding walls, the places hit by the iron Buddha beads were like cannonballs, and a sound shook the sky, and the spectators were even more frightened and fled.

"When martial arts reach the realm above the innate level, it is no longer just a fist and foot move, it can be like thunder, it can also be like wind and clouds, and the cracking stone may not be strong, and the flower is the way to break the formation."

Yi Shuyuan's voice seemed to be in his ears, and he couldn't turn around a few times but couldn't fully see the other party, and even he couldn't keep up with that body, as if there were several afterimages around.

"Drink—"

The monk's figure turned into a blur, and since he couldn't see clearly, he relied on his feelings.

In an instant, the two sides fought fiercely again, this time obviously more forcefully, none of the bluestones under their feet were intact, and the sound of flying sand and stones was like thunder.

"With true qi to lead the momentum, breaking people and defeating the masters of martial arts, it is a demon and a monster. You can cut it too! ”

In the middle of the words, the dragon Feiyang in front of the monk seemed to be clear, and his true qi was desperate, and the one-handed Buddha salute on his chest lasted for a moment, and he cut his palm!

At this moment, Yi Shuyuan really became clear in front of the monk, not dodging or dodging, and greeted him with one palm.

"Thirty moves!"

"Bang-"

The moment the palms intersected, a muffled thunder was remembered in the courtyard.

The next moment, the wind and snow were full of dust and gravel.

"Boom-"

(End of chapter)