Dragon and Tiger League back mountain.

There are three people in the back mountain on this day, whether it is status or martial arts, they can be called half of today's martial arts.

Long Yingtian has been getting thinner and thinner recently, and he is gradually looking old, but his eyes are full of energy, but he is ambitious.

Puhua was still wearing a plain monk's robe, with an expressionless face.

He Zhennan's eyebrows raised, he had been observing Puhua for a long time, and he still had doubts in his heart. Although Long Yingtian has already said the cause and effect, He Zhennan wants to know more than that: "Although you are a junior, you have the title of the head of the Pure Buddha Temple in your status, you can be on an equal footing with us, such a big person, disappeared for so many days, aren't you afraid that your brothers and sisters will not find you?"

Puhua said lightly: "It is also a common thing for monks to go down the mountain to turn their fate. In fact, the empty pure Buddhist temple is not closed by any of them, except for the abbot in charge, everything can be as before. The nine halls of our temple are all in charge of the junior and disciple to ensure that the rules in the temple are normal and there is no need to worry too much. “

He Zhennan put aside the topic and looked at Long Yingtian: "You said that he is also an ally, in my opinion, he is still a member of Buddhism in his bones." Buddhism pays attention to compassion, put down the butcher knife, you see that he is still a monk, even talking is the language of the sect, how can you trust it?"

As soon as He Zhennan's voice fell, Puhua sneered: "Master He, he is also a person in Xia, he has been born and raised in Buddhism for 20 years, if he can become a demon and lose his clothes and talk that he has long been accustomed to, then what is the difference between Xia and animals?"

He Zhennan nodded and said: "The lamb is still on its knees, not to mention a young man like a virtuous nephew who has been influenced by Buddhism for 20 years, which the old man appreciates." “

The younger generation is a little puzzled. Puhua asked He Zhennan rhetorically: "The head of He is leaning towards the court on the surface, but behind his back he came to be an ally with us, but why?"

He Zhennan frowned, this Puhua was not as humble and gentle as he met a few times, but he was a little angry. Long Yingtian quietly watched the two unintentionally compete against each other, and only found it interesting. At this time, only Long Yingtian knew in his heart that these two people were both famous and decent heads of the rivers and lakes, but they were such wicked people like him behind their backs.

But at this time, these two people were completely unaware of their own psychological changes and refused to give in to each other.

He Zhennan was offended by him like this, and was a little displeased: "The virtuous nephew has sharp teeth, not like he came out of Buddhism." “

Puhua said: "Master He smiled, it's better to know the roots and know the root of the alliance." ”

"That's right. He Zhennan lowered his voice: "I also want to know the bottom!"

Electrifying light, He Zhennan was everywhere, with a palm in the air, with a faint thunder. Puhua and Long Yingtian jumped up at the same time, Long Yingtian retreated to a big tree not far away, Puhua knew that He Zhennan was facing him, and he didn't retreat, Yu He Zhennan turned his back and raised his hand to get up.

He Zhennan's perception is keen, and he turns back with one palm, the two palms are opposite, the hidden thunder formed by the internal force in He Zhennan's hand and the golden light emitted by Puhua are sometimes strong and sometimes weak, and the sand and stones flying beside the two of them are particularly shocking.

That Long Yingtian showed a long-lost smile, he is also a martial arts idiot, this kind of scene of martial arts peak duel is really rare to see.

If it is an ordinary master, the internal force is conflicting, and he does not dare to cut it off rashly, but the cultivation of these two people has broken through this level. He Zhennan wanted to divide the victory and defeat, so after the two stalemate for a while, He Zhennan withdrew his right palm, and his left palm took over, full of internal force, and the palm wind was strong, and he struck towards Puhua, who had not yet stopped. Puhua's heart trembled, and in an instant, he judged that it would be a little difficult for him to take this palm, and he flipped upwards and retreated away from He Zhennan.

As soon as he landed, He Zhennan changed his shape, and he had burst in front of him, and with a palm covering the door, Puhua retreated again, and almost at the same moment, He Zhennan was in front of him again.

said that it was too late and that it was fast, He Zhennan's palm went down, and Puhua's right hand firmly grasped his wrist. Hidden thunder is exposed at the center of Puhua's eyebrows, like a burning flame, and if it is not enough, it will set itself on fire.

A faint bell sounded all around, and He Zhennan smiled slightly: "Interesting." “

Long Yingtian's eyes were also attracted, and he saw the Buddhism's peerless Xiaofu Tugong at the martial arts conference that day, and he still has endless memories when he sees him again today.

He Zhennan has already developed sex, and his moves with people from Buddhism are much more interesting than those with other masters, even if it is Xiao Tiantu's tricks.

But seeing He Zhennan's hair scattered, he shouted, like thunder. The left fist swung down, hitting Puhua's mid-abdomen, Puhua retreated with difficulty, and when He Zhen's southern fortune was moving, Long Yingtian was still staring at Puhua intently. I saw that Puhua's uncomfortable face instantly turned into normal again, his shoulders shook, and the Xiaofu Tu Gong dispersed, and he had already disappeared along with He Zhennan's superior fist strength.

He Zhennan's face was gloomy, Buddhism was unlearned, and he really got it.

In an instant, the surrounding gravel roared, and with He Zhennan, who was surrounded by thunder and lightning, they rushed towards Puhua together. What Long Yingtian saw was a thunder god!

Puhua's legs moved slightly, and he was already in a good position, but when he closed his eyes, he folded his hands and chanted the scriptures to himself.

He Zhen Nanhao did not hesitate, the thunder and lightning carried the rocks, and pressed down together, like a flood beast, destroying the world and destroying the earth.

In today's martial arts, there is no one who can be as domineering as He Zhennan.

On the Puhua side, the internal force continues to pour out, glowing with the golden light of Buddhism, and he has learned the method of closing the door of the Empty Buddha Temple since he was a child, which can be regarded as the inner force is pure.

When Long Yingtian saw He Zhennan's move, he was also secretly surprised, as if he was there, and the scene of how he dealt with it had already appeared in his mind.

With Long Yingtian's character and strength, of course, he took He Zhennan's move, had a strong dialogue, and was resolutely not afraid.

Puhua is the opposite, he is not a martial idiot.

He Zhennan landed with one palm, and the surroundings trembled, including the dense forest birds on the opposite mountain, flying out in flocks.

Puhua was like a flying arrow off the string, rushing straight through the overwhelming rocks brought by He Zhennan, and when he jumped into the air, Long Yingtian said to himself: "Dafutu!"

He Zhennan was not surprised by his miss, on the contrary, he was very excited at this time, and above his back, the Great Floating Tu Sutra reappeared in the world, which was his dream, and he wanted to see the martial arts in his lifetime.

Puhua was surrounded by an invisible blade, and when it burst out, the air blade continued to rotate and grow, He Zhennan smiled slightly, and pulled out the Wanjun sword behind him, the Wanjun sword seemed to smell the smell of a strong enemy, the sword sound was awe-inspiring, and the sword qi was rolling.

He Zhennan shouted, and with all his strength, the sword qi was sent out together with the internal force, and there was a flash of light in front of Long Yingtian's eyes, and the next moment he saw another scene.

I saw that in mid-air, He Zhennan lifted his sword to press Puhua, and as soon as the two of them got up and down, they were about to fall to the ground.

Long Yingtian's body shook, his plain robe bulged, and several waves of qi came out, and Puhua and He Zhennan looked awe-inspired, and they both bounced away.

Long Yingtian slowly rotated between the two, absorbing the remaining strength of the two, and after the generalization landed, his expression was calm, not like there was any trace of a fight, but He Zhennan, who had all his beard, was already addicted.

Long Yingtian slowly fell between the two, and said lightly: "After all, you are a junior, no matter how strong the martial arts you learn, you are not as good as the cultivation of Master He for many years." “