The mountain cliff behind the empty pure Buddhist temple.

The three elders of Buddhism opened their eyes at the same time, only to hear Hong Wu in the middle of the cliff cave and said lightly: "Two junior brothers, the first in the world has come, you have been concentrating on meditation for a long time, you might as well ask him for a lesson or two." ”

Hong Ming, with it, there is also the Arhat vajra that has been standing beside him with an angry eye on the upper body, a golden iron rod around the middle, and a triangular long tip on the lower head, each with one-third and about six feet high.

The vajra was in the ground for six years, and when it came out again, the whole mountain wall trembled.

When Hong Ming caught the vajra, his eyes that were originally half-open suddenly opened, and the monk's robe behind him rolled, holding the special Zhangliu vajra, and the sharp light hit a white-clothed man with a broad forehead, sword wood eyebrows, and deep eyes that landed on the opposite mountain wall.

After the man in white flew away from the place, Hong Ming landed with the vajra pestle, and the pestle shook down, and the mountain wall suddenly rolled rubble.

The man in white pulled out his rusty ancient sword from behind his back in mid-air, and his long white hair flowed with his sword intent.

This person is none other than the Sword Saint Xiao Lang!

That Hong Ming saw that the first blow missed, and did not answer, the second blow rose again, turned around and flew towards Xiao Lang in mid-air, Xiao Lang somersaulted in mid-air, and the wind and rain sword clashed against the six vajra pestles, Hong Ming swept in front of Xiao Lang who was churning in mid-air, and then quickly turned around and counterattacked.

Xiao Lang straightened up in mid-air, but a King Kong angry glare came to him!

Xiao Lang's wind and rain sword was in front of him, and the vajra head pressed the wind and rain sword, and for a while, there was a void in the valley, and Hong Ming secretly strengthened it, forcing Xiao Lang and his sword to retreat step by step.

Until he was about to reach the mountain wall, there was a sound of grinding iron, Xiao Lang slid the wind and rain sword over the King Kong angry eyes, and supported the mountain wall with his left hand at a very fast speed.

Hong Ming raised his eyebrows, reflexively slashed out with a palm, just as Xiao Lang's sword qi swung down, the palm force collided with the sword qi, forcing Xiao Lang to retreat, and Hong Ming's vajra pestle also stabbed heavily into the mountain wall with a sound, Hong Ming held the stick tightly, slapped his left palm on the mountain wall, and only then did he stabilize his heel.

Xiao Lang here has already been anti-guest, and after retreating, he came forward again, and the wind and rain sword waved, which was two crossed sword qi.

Hong Ming's eyes were sharp, and he shouted, and the vajra was uprooted from the mountain wall, and the two gold earrings at the head of King Kong's angry eyes suddenly shook quickly, Hong Ming's left palm slapped, directly out of the mountain wall that he was originally leaning on, rampage, and his whole body was full of golden light, King Kong looked at Xiao Lang angrily, but it was the peak of the world's rare Xiaofu Tu Gong, and he broke Xiao Lang's two sword qi violently, and Xiao Lang was shocked.

This person is 80 years old, and with the internal strength of this Buddha alone, he can be like Vajra, which is really unfathomable.

The King Kong eyes were angry, Hong Ming raised it high, and smashed it down, Xiao Lang gathered a sword with both hands, from the bottom up, and Hong Ming's King Kong angry eyes from the top to the bottom clashed again.

Although Xiao Lang's robe was pressed by Hong Ming as soon as he made contact, fortunately, the true qi in his body arrived in time, and when Xiao Lang eased up, he struggled to lift up towards the King Kong angry eyes, Hong Ming struggled, turned up, but stabilized his mind, pointed in the air, and a golden pestle shadow shone towards Xiao Lang, Xiao Lang blocked the sword, retreated and unloaded, but Hong Ming was shaking, and went straight to Xiao Lang again.

In an instant, Hong Ming divided into eighteen figures, each of which corresponded to the main form of the eighteen styles of the Arhat Vajra method, only to hear the ethereal sound of iron intersecting, Xiao Lang's figure gradually appeared in the same place, like three heads and six arms, resisting the attack of Hong Ming's eighteen Arhats.

After the eighteenth style, Hong Ming and Xiao Lang each fell back to their original places, the difference is that Xiao Lang stood steadily, and when Hong Ming stood on his cliff cave, although he was leaning on the six vajra pestle, he unconsciously leaned back.

"Amitabha, the donor's sword is so strong. Hong Ming praised from the bottom of his heart, and Xiao Lang also responded with a Buddhist ceremony.

Hong Xin over there suddenly became difficult, and waved his palm to Xiao Lang, Xiao Lang's eyes were fast, and he flew away from the place upwards, and the place where he landed had already been blown up by Hong Xin's palm power, leaving only a palm print.

Xiao Lang had nothing to stand on at the moment, so he immediately made a decision, like Hong Ming Fangcai, inserted the wind and rain sword into the cliff, and hung it on the cliff with the hilt of the sword.

"Amitabha. Hong Xin then made another palm, Xiao Lang took the sword and moved his body, and another palm print appeared beside him.

In the third palm, Hong Xin struck out again in place, and Xiao Lang flew away again. It's a pity that even if there is a foothold after that, the power of Hongxin's palm is all filled.

If this continues, within thirty palms, Xiao Lang will have no place to stand.

The best defense has always been better than offense.

Xiao Lang took advantage of the gap between Hong Xin's clapping, kicked his legs on the mountain wall, and moved forward three feet, Hong Xin saw this, and also flew away from the place, the monk's robe flew, both palms rose, the palm power bottle out, and a palm was looming, which showed that its internal strength was profound, and the great mercy palm had reached the realm.

And Xiao Lang here also kept waving the wind and rain sword in his hand, and the sword qi was endless, corresponding to Hong Xin's staggered palm power, and he was not weak.

In the stalemate, Hong Xin was also secretly frightened, originally he ranked Xiao Lang first on the hero list by Qingzhusheng, and it was twice, twenty years apart, he was a little unconvinced.

But now this situation is really the first time he has seen it in his life, and the strong sword intent emitted by Xiao Lang's body makes him sigh in his heart, this sword intent, if it is not the unity of heaven and man, no one in the world can do it.

A breeze blew, Hong Xin's face was full of surprise, and he retreated to the cliff cave, and Xiao Lang also made a one-handed salute of Buddhism in mid-air.

Xiao Lang returned to a place to stay, and Hong Xin subconsciously looked at the opening on the robe on his left shoulder that had just been scratched by Xiao Lang's endless sword qi.

I only heard Hong Wu say again: "Xiao Lang, after a long time, how did you find here?"

Xiao Lang said with a smile: "The younger generation saw that the Buddha's light was shining here, so they rushed to see it." This place is a good place, and the three elders are blessed. ”

Hong Wu also smiled: "You have been missing for many years, you must also have your own paradise, come to us, Jiajing will not dare to be." Why are you here today?"

Xiao Lang said: "The three elders here, the wind is clear, the empty valley is long, and compared with me, there is a sense of being out of the world." Xiao Lang has pursued all his life, and that's it. ”

Hong Wu said: "Since this is the case, then find a place for yourself, sit with me and talk about the Tao." The three of us have lived in seclusion here for several years, and we are worried that no outsiders can enter. ”