When the abbot saw that Mu Chen was going to do something, he naturally wouldn't give him so much ease, and the black qi all over his body skyrocketed, and the pupils of his eyes turned red.

Yang Ziming recognized this look, just like the last time Xiao Muchen saw someone like him in the enchantment that couldn't get out, the abbot had already fallen into the devil.

The spear in Yangziming's hand was held tighter, and the enemy this time was undoubtedly more powerful, but fortunately, with the help of heaven and earth aura, this was the only good news so far.

The abbot sneered: "Boy, you are still young, you don't understand the affairs of adults, if you leave now and kneel down and beg for mercy, I can read that you are young and ignorant."

Yangziming's eyes were firm, and he was not affected by any words, and replied firmly.

"If you get down on your knees and beg for mercy now and leave, I'll miss you for being old, Alzheimer's!"

The abbot didn't expect this kid to do this to him, and he was a little angry and laughed: You will pay for your ignorance.

Yang Ziming learned these things from Xiao Muchen, and he was originally a very serious child, but now he has been completely deviated from his style.

Casual back: you will pay for your Alzheimer's disease.

The abbot was obviously angry by him, and rushed over directly in a violent manner, and the speed was very fast.

Although he looks a lot older, his strength is certain that he is much more powerful than Wu Xingzhen, so Yangziming is very cautious.

If there is aura, Wu Xingzhen is like this, he Yang Ziming can handle it alone.

The Yang family's marksmanship can be single, group, offensive and defensive, and one of the biggest drawbacks is that it must use the aura of heaven and earth.

This is also the reason why the Yang family's marksmanship can become more and more courageous, the biggest advantage is often the biggest disadvantage.

When the abbot was about to approach, he did not rush to attack, but sent out a few clouds of black qi to make a feint.

The power of the black qi did not seem to be very great, and Yang Ziming brushed a few shots to disperse it all, but seeing that the abbot did not make the next move, he was suspicious.

Hurriedly looked behind, damn it, how could he think that this was just a feint, he forgot the most important point.

It's that the person who becomes a demon becomes more and more courageous, and like him, there is no need to leave his hands to feint at all.

I saw that the black qi that was dispersed by Yangziming dispersed and came back, impacting from all directions, completely unavoidable.

Yang Ziming's body true qi exploded, surrounded by true qi, grabbed the energy in his hand, left an afterimage, and then when the black qi was about to approach, the speed suddenly increased.

The defense of one shot at a time, there is no stickiness at all, this is the absolute defense of the Yang family's marksmanship, which can resist all kinds of attacks.

After the black qi around him was completely dispersed, the abbot clapped his hands and applauded, Okay, young man, it seems that I can't underestimate you.

Yangziming, who got all this, smiled: It seems that I can't underestimate you anymore.

The abbot was very upset, and scolded "Boy, don't always learn from me!"

Yang Ziming repeated his words every time to scare him, making him very unhappy, and a long stick suddenly appeared in his hand, standing in his hand.

"Today, I'll let you see the Shaolin stick method! If I'm not mistaken, your Yang family gun has a lot of similarities with our Shaolin stick method, just see which side is better. ”

Yang Ziming turned the spear in his hand and said: Then let's see who is better!

Abbot: I'm *you're big**.

After saying that, he rushed directly with a stick, but the way of attacking was almost the same, but it was improved a little, one was a head attack, and the other was a body attack.

A stick slashed, quickly blocked, and after being thrown away, a shot was stabbed, and the action was smooth and very coherent.

Yang Ziming's way of using the Yang family gun is different from Xiao Muchen, he does not need to release the true qi in his body to assist in entering the artistic conception.

Because the true qi in the body has long been integrated with the marksmanship, in terms of movements, it seems to be more coherent and smooth than Xiao Muchen's movements.

The two of them are inseparable, and the speed of the Yang family's marksmanship is even more powerful.

But Shaolin's stick method is more fierce, if the two are combined into one, it is really perfect.

But it is true that there are many similarities in many moves, so although in terms of skill, this is a big difference.

But in terms of skills, Yangziming can barely support it for a while.

As the sticks were knotted, the pressure on the body became more and more intense, and the muscles of the whole body tightened.

In terms of mental power, he is also very nervous, and he does not dare to slack off at all, and the general abbot makes a move, and he has to use two moves, or even three moves, to resolve it.

This is also the reason why, although in terms of speed, although the abbot is slower, he can still suppress Yangziming.

The more he hit the body, the stronger the black qi became, and the stick technique became more and more powerful, and the stick that originally exuded the golden light of true qi was slowly swallowed by this black qi.

Finally, Yang Ziming was disintegrated, and after a stick was swept over, Yang Ziming took the gun away with a coherent effect.

But there was a fierce pain in his abdomen, and the abbot's stick poked directly into his abdomen, and the stick was just a feint.

Yang Ziming was knocked away by this stick, fell to the ground and retreated several steps, and finally stuck his gun on the ground to block the inertia on his body.

As soon as he stopped, a sharp pain in his abdomen came, and he bent down directly, and the monk used all killing techniques.

If he hadn't moved his body just now, the stick would have been on his chest, and it would have been more than just a stomachache.

True Qi gathered, trying to stop the pain around it and repair it little by little as soon as possible.

The abbot of Shaolin did not intend to give Yangziming a chance to rest, and took advantage of his stomach ache and rushed over with a long stick in his hand.

Leaped violently, jumped into the air, raised the stick above his head, and slashed down with a stick, the power was much stronger than just now.

Yang Ziming didn't dare to slack off, so he quickly stood up to meet the attack and smashed it down with a stick.

The true qi around him flowed rapidly, and the marble tiles under Yangziming's feet were crushed by him, which was the pressure from above.

A stream of white true qi and black true qi collided, and the pain in the abdomen became more intense, but now this situation can only grit your teeth and persist.

Otherwise, if you don't get it for a while, it will be fate, his face is a little pale, and he looks like he is in some pain.

Blood slowly fell from the corners of his mouth, which was the abbot's true qi that shook his internal organs, and the concussion produced was dry, making the corners of his mouth fall blood.

But he didn't dare to let go, he could only block it, since he promised others, he must do it.

In the cells of the Fusheng Monastery, there were several monks stationed here, and they did not relax in the slightest.

Originally, I thought that from the early hours of yesterday morning to now, at least I would be lazy, but these monks didn't do this, they looked very seriously, and they didn't give a chance at all.