Standing in the distance, indifferent to the aftermath of the blow on his face, at this time, seeing that Chen Xikang actually put Yang Ji away, the sharp sword qi on his body disappeared, and was replaced by a strong and heavy martial arts aura, Huo Ming's brows also frowned slightly.

His eyebrows changed, and after thinking about it in his mind, Huo Ming felt that he still had to remind Chen Xikang of something.

However, just when Huo meditated to remind Chen Xikang not to hold it up, and not to compete with the flesh, the words had already reached his mouth, but he swallowed it hard.

Thinking that if it was the demon boy in front of him, maybe he really had the power of hand-to-hand combat with the golden body of Buddhism, Huo Ming still couldn't help but didn't speak. Moreover, even if he really suffers a loss in the physical competition, the kid in front of him is not ashamed, and he can still gain something.

It is good to cultivate swords, martial arts and immortals, the body is the greatest treasure, let the sword qi be monstrous, let you move the martial arts, let the Tao Yin and Yang, in the end, it is not to converge the hidden and flesh and blood, if the body is crippled and ordinary, you can't go far in cultivating anything, and Huo Ming also wants Chen Xikang to pay more attention to refining the flesh.

Although he also knew that Chen Xikang's cultivation in martial arts was not weak, and under the teaching of the old man and Steward Li, his body had also been tempered a lot, but Huo Ming thought that this was far from enough.

With such a terrifying person as his grandfather by his side, Huo Ming felt that Chen Xikang's physical body had to be at least as good as the old man, because Chen Xikang was not talented at all.

If it weren't for Chen Xikang's kendo talent being too terrifying, no one in the West would approve or support his practice of swordsmanship, and this can be seen from the strong people in the West.

In the western region, there are definitely many strong people around Chen Xikang, but none of them are cultivating swordsmanship.

And when Huo Ming didn't open his mouth with such a plan in his heart, after also seeing Chen Xikang's actions in his eyes, Nianci Gujing Wubo's eyes finally had emotional fluctuations.

Although he knew that the founding prince of the Western Regions was a martial god in his early years, and his cultivation in martial arts was thorough, like a god, but at this time, after seeing King Chen, who was the founding son of the country, preparing to fight with him, Nian Ci still felt a little despised in his heart.

Thinking that when King Chen saw him before, he expressed his dissatisfaction with the style of Buddhism without concealment, and now after seeing himself being despised, Nian Ci had the idea that King Chen of the West was hostile to Xiao Xitian, and with such a thought, Nian Ci's heart naturally could not be as still as water.

However, at this time, Nian Ci did not let go of him, and his people had already fluctuated and changed because of King Chen in the west, which had never happened before.

Before meeting Chen Xikang, the only person who could affect the emotions of Nian Ci was the Holy Monk of Huitu.

People in Buddhism should avoid anger, but at this time, there is already anger in Nianci's heart.

Under the surge of golden light, even when it was a little dazzling, Nian Ci, whose mood had changed, disappeared in an instant.

The robe with a little blood and gold stripes in the red was hunting in the wind, and the Buddha beads on the neck were also dragged by the wind.

Under the cover of golden light, not a single chapter of Nian Ci was dispatched, and a handprint with a golden halo appeared in the air.

Seeing that Nian Ci's emotions had obviously fluctuated, it seemed that he understood that the Holy Monk of Huitu let Nian Ci Monk see what his intentions were, and Chen Xikang, who also used martial arts cultivation, left the ground in an instant.

Just between breaths, the two people who changed their figures in the air burst out dozens of times, and under the countless afterimages, it was definitely ornamental for cultivators.

Although he mainly cultivates kendo, in order to make his sword eight moves more sharp, under the terrifying branch, Chen Xikang has definitely learned a lot of things, and with the support of terrifying talent, he not only learns quickly, but also learns well!

The palm technique he learned from Steward Li was used, and when he was in the air and Nian Ci opened and closed, the sound of bursts of qi surging was endless, but Chen Xikang's face soon became a little solemn.

If you look carefully, you can see that every blow of Nian Ci at this time can disperse countless body protection qi on Chen Xikang's body, but Chen Xikang, who is fighting against Nian Ci, only has a feeling of colliding with steel with a wooden stick at this time.

Before, he only relied on sword qi to attack, although he could also see that Nian Ci's Buddhist golden body was very hard, but under the attack of his fists to the flesh, every time he touched Nian Ci's body, he felt that after bombarding a piece of warm dark iron, Chen Xikang gradually felt surprised in his heart.

The body was covered with gold, and at this time, the golden Nianci used both hands and feet, which also made Chen Xikang a little difficult to greet.

However, this is because Nian Ci only cultivates the golden body of Buddhism, and he is not so proficient in fighting skills above the martial arts, otherwise with the horror of his golden body, Chen Xikang will definitely suffer a big loss under the meat fight.

However, although Nian Ci was not proficient in martial arts, Chen Xikang's face was also suppressed under the blush of his face at this time.

I could already feel that the numb fist was coming with a thousand momentum, but the golden palm appeared, shaking the force with force, and under the coercive force, Chen Xikang's fist was not able to land on Nian Ci's chest, and it was repelled by a punch carrying a golden fist with even more terrifying strength.

And when he repelled Chen Xikang with a punch, Nian Ci's palms with five fingers closed pushed forward in a mediocre manner, they were accurately lined up in Chen Xikang's chest.

Under the change of face, Chen Xikang, who was shot in a chapter, also flew out at an astonishing speed, but at this time, Chen Xikang did not care about the clothes wet with blood, but hurriedly suppressed the fluctuating internal organs in his body, as well as the Qianyang vitality that was slapped under the first chapter.

When he was hit by Nian Ci's palm, Chen Xikang only felt like an artist who was smashing a boulder on the street, and after the terrifying power poured from his chest to every corner of his body, he also shook his body's luck.

Moreover, under the slap of one palm, Chen Xikang could even feel the slight depression in his chest.

While suppressing and adjusting the surging luck in his body, after seeing that he was about to smash on the ground, Chen Xikang's true qi was surging, touching the ground with the hard bones on his body, and he also got up from the ground with strange movements when he flexibly unloaded the power in his body into the ground.

In the physical body, Chen Xikang is indeed no match for Nian Ci who has the golden body of the Great Buddha, but under the martial arts skills, Chen Xikang is far superior to Nian Ci.

Sitting in the temple all day long, eating fasting and chanting, how can the flexibility of the body and the degree of use of the body be compared to Chen Xikang, who is often fighting.

After slapping Chen Xikang away with one blow, Nian Ci also followed, but after seeing Chen Xikang's ingenious unloading and flexible and bizarre body in his eyes, under the golden body, Nian Ci's face changed again as if he was like a monk in the Buddhist sect.

However, the surprise in his heart did not affect Nian Ci's shooting speed.

Blow after blow, when the attacks continued to fall on Chen Xikang like a raging storm, even if he had already poured all the Founding Professor's up, he was still at a disadvantage, but as Chen Xikang used up all his martial arts cultivation, Nian Ci's golden body was no longer as intact as before.

Under Chen Xikang's full fight, he used the golden body of the Buddha, at this time, Nianci's shoulders were somewhat collapsed, and the hand bones were broken in many places, that is, ribs, which were also smashed by Chen Xikang in two batches, but although he achieved such an effect on Nianci under the use of a martial arts cultivation, Chen Xikang's injuries were even more serious.

If it weren't for the majestic Qianyang vitality in his body nourishing his flesh and blood body all the time, and with a father like the founding prince by his side, Chen Xikang would be difficult to even stand at this moment.

Not to mention the chest, it is the bone on the calf, Chen Xikang knows that there must be cracks on it at this time.

However, although it was difficult for him to compete with the monk Nian Ci under the physical struggle, Chen Xikang at this time had an unprecedented sense of heartiness.

Now this is the first time Chen Xikang has experienced such a numb feeling.

However, under the feeling of enjoying this in his heart, even if he knew that if he continued to fight, he would not be Nianci's opponent in the flesh, but Chen Xikang still enjoyed it.

Chen Xikang knew that Nian Ci still mastered the mantra technique of saying the Dharma in Buddhism, but until now, he still has not seen Nian Ci monk perform the mantra technique.

always felt that if he quit the meat bag first and used the eight moves of the sword, he would already be a step behind, and Chen Xikang would also compete with himself.

However, Chen Xikang's thoughts soon disappeared under Nian Ci's golden body.

Although he wanted Nian Ci to take the lead in using the mantra technique of speaking out and following the law, but he couldn't stand Nian Ci's golden back, Chen Xikang also had to hold Yang Ji again.

In the distance, Huo Ming, who had been watching the battlefield, saw such a scene, and when a smile appeared on his face, he muttered in his heart: "You kid also has such a day." ”

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