Chapter 304: "Lord Murong Shi, please take out your sword!"
The old monk's robe and demon subduing skills are not shallow, which can be seen by everyone present.
Whether it is the Shaolin monks, or the same before and the effect of the Gu Mozhi has this consensus, this robe subduing the demon skill in the hands of the old monk is like adding a hundred percent of the power, a blow out, is a great asset.
And the old monk after the punch pounced, the momentum is even more no, people in the air, like a Buddhist Arhat, with compassion on the face, but there is a thunder means in the hands, on both hands, I don't know whether it is true power or true yuan, in short, a faint earthy yellow air mass appeared, wrapped on it, with his palm slapped out, instantly turned into a huge palm shadow, straight to Lu Xun.
For Ci's astonishing scene, everyone was already amazed in their hearts.
But when Lu Xun sent out a sword, like 'swinging the sword to slash the sky and vaporize the purple clouds', all the people present couldn't help but let out the biggest exclamation at this time.
"This ...... How can anyone practice such a sword now?"
Someone exhaled in amazement, and this sentence instantly came out of the hearts of almost all the sword practitioners present.
There are many sword practitioners in the world, and compared to other weapons, the number of sword practitioners is probably the sum of many types of weapons. In addition, there are many swordsmanship and sword moves in the world, just because they are already known, it is already difficult for all swordsmen to look at it in their lifetime, not to mention those lost swordsmanship, there are countless of them.
And the people who came to participate in the Heroes Conference today almost included the best masters in sword training in the lower world, so when they all had such an idea, it was enough to think about how amazing this sword was.
Today, they are really eye-opening.
Facing this sword, the old monk also had a look of surprise on his face, obviously surprised by Lu Xun's sword.
"The donor is good at swordsmanship!"
However, despite this, he was not afraid at all in his heart, and the true yuan gathering qi in his hand was even stronger, and he slapped two palms in a row.
With the blessing of Zhenyuan, the palm power turned into a palm shadow again, and slammed directly into the sword qi that Lu Xun had hit.
I only heard a 'boom'.
The sword qi and the palm shadow collided and dissipated in an instant.
It was only then that the old monk said slowly: "In this way, I looked at the donor." ”
His man stopped in the air, and after finishing this sentence, bursts of explosions emanated from his body, and his momentum increased again.
"The donor's heart, I have more than one or two Shaolin skills, and then let the donor have a good experience. ”
After that, the old monk's face was instantly positive, and the old man's face had an incomparable majesty, and the true yuan in his hand was condensed, and he launched a Shaolin stunt.
The entire Shaolin claims to have seventy-two stunts, and if ordinary people have some skills, it is not easy to practice one of them to the top, let alone show almost all of them.
The Shaolin monks present saw the old monk in his hands, every time there was a stunt, they exclaimed in their hearts, every time they saw a martial art that they had never seen, there was a surge of heart, and in the end, they had no other sound except for exclamation.
The senior monks in Shaolin, Xuan Ci Xuan Nan and others, the more they looked at the old monks, the more they admired in their hearts, and they all thought in their hearts that they had not noticed that there were such powerful monks in the temple in the past, which was really a dereliction of duty.
Shaolin stunts were beaten in the hands of the old monks, or palms or fists, or fingers, and so on, each of which was used with a good atmosphere.
Lu Xun saw that the old monk had made it, and the expression on his face did not change much.
In their eyes, perhaps those martial arts that can break through the rivers and lakes are just some martial arts that can be understood at a glance and can be practiced casually.
The old monk in front of him is faintly Lu Xun himself, he has learned a lot of martial arts, and there are a lot of high-end martial arts, which are just the icing on the cake for him in the realm of grandmasters.
Therefore, at this time, his sword danced extremely smartly, and his qi was equally majestic.
Faced with many attacks from the old monk, Lu Xun also used the swordsmanship he knew one by one.
Wuyue Swordsmanship, Quanzhen Swordsmanship, Shifting Flower Swordsmanship, Murong Swordsmanship, Ruoshui Swordsmanship, Yangwu Swords, Taiji Swords, Lingguang Swords...... Wait, when Lu Xun made it, there was no need for the old monk to show less martial arts, this was just swordsmanship, and the others he learned, such as palm techniques, fingering, fist techniques, etc., he did not show them all, but in the gap between the swords, occasionally or between swings.
But even so, it is enough to surprise the old monk and surprise everyone.
Watching the heroes of this battle coming, they thought straight in their hearts: These two people can't fight with immortals, these martial arts are all rare in the lower world, which one is not alarming, how can it be so casual in their hands?
What are these ......?
They thought to themselves that there was a blessing in the collapse of their worldview that they had never had before
Under these two people, who can call themselves talents?
They looked at Qiao Feng, Duan Yu, Xu Zhu, Xuan Ci, Ding Chunqiu, Jiu Mozhi, Duan Yanqing on the side...... At this time, after reading everyone, they all thought in their hearts, I am afraid that it will be extremely difficult to have, and among them, I am afraid that the only people who have this skill are the two people in front of them.
The battle between the two in the sky of Shaolin Temple became more and more intense.
Whether it was made by the old monk or shown by Lu Xun, it was all exaggerated, and it was difficult to solve for a while.
True qi intersects, exuding a gorgeous scene.
Zixia Yun didn't exist for a long time, when Lu Xun slashed out a sword, Zixia began to receive, and followed the sword body in Lu Xun's hand, and began to wrap around, every time the sword qi on Lu Xun's sword increased by one point, it became one point richer, and every time the sword light was released, it also skyrocketed.
In the end, in the high altitude of this Shaolin Temple, it was completely shrouded in purple glow, mixed with the flashing of sword light, and the unknown people under the mountain looked at it from afar, just as if there was an immortal Buddha descending into the world, and the pious color that emerged on their faces was even more than before, and some of them knelt down one after another, holding the Buddha ceremony in their hands, praying for good luck in this life and the next life.
And for this, the deepest feeling is still the people on the mountain who watched the ceremony, they were simply stunned at this time, did not dare to say a word, only willing to stare at the scene of the battle in the air, even if their necks were sore, and their legs were tired.
The long sword in Lu Xun's hand was like a swimming dragon, and every time the sword light flashed, it was a swimming dragon attack.
The sword qi spread, turning into a strong purple qi, circling around like a purple cloud falling from above.
The shadow of the palm and fist in the old monk's hand also pounced on Lu Xun, they were like a gale of wind, every time the wind blew, a purple cloud dissipated.
In the fist in the palm, there is no surging energy.
It's like an arhat is angry, and his fists are moving!
The two have been fighting for a long time, and they have been watching the heroes who are about to be aesthetically fatigued and unconscious, and it is not until this time that the two of them have shown what they have learned to be transparent, of course, this is mainly the old monk, Lu Xun or some of what he has learned has not been shown, and he may not bother to show it.
Seeing this, the old monk suddenly laughed, and his old, solemn face finally showed a rare smile.
For him, such expressions have not been on his body for decades, and he almost forgot what this laughter was under his body every day.
At this time, as soon as he laughed, there was an unprecedented exuberance on his body, and under this exuberance, the momentum on his body was improved again, and there was an inexplicable feeling, others may not know, but only he himself understood, and he felt that he had made a breakthrough.
"Hahaha............" The old monk continued to laugh, and the laughter did not carry the slightest skill, but it also resounded throughout Shaolin.
Seeing this, Lu Xun's face also showed a rare joy, and he also laughed out loud.
At this time, he also felt extremely happy.
This kind of pleasure was something he had never felt when he stepped into the realm of the grandmaster, before, whether it was being seriously injured when he came to this world, or the successive things he encountered later, his body became weaker and weaker, and in the end, he was depressed and broke through, all of which planted an extremely indescribable feeling in his heart.
But at this time, after a battle with the old monk, he completely broke out these emotions, and the momentum on his body also moved again, and in the dark, there was a feeling in his heart.
It was a feeling that he had never felt before, and it made him feel like he wanted to break through
But if you break through again, you won't be in this grandmaster realm, and at that time, will you still be able to stay here......
Lu Xun suddenly felt it, and when he looked into the sky, a clear thunderbolt suddenly slashed out, which frightened everyone.
And at this point, a smile appeared on Lu Xun's face: "It seems that it is not time to ...... yet"
The old monk on the opposite side also had a hint of inexplicability, raised his head and looked at Lu Xun again with some surprise: "This is the ...... caused by you, the donor."
His face was a little strange, and there was a great sense of doubt
Regarding the old monk's words, the smile on Lu Xun's face did not disperse, and he said to him: "It's nothing, it's just a little lightning strike, the master and I have not yet decided the winner." ”
As he spoke, he lifted the sword in his hand, and the sword light on the sword was full of light, and the purple qi was permeated.
"In this way, the master and I each make one more move, how about separating the winner from the loser?"
When the old monk heard this, he first looked at Lu Xun deeply, and then looked up, at this time he had recovered his mind, and his face also regained a sense of solemnity again, and said to Lu Xun: "It's very good for the donor to have this idea, so it will be according to your wishes." ”
Now that the battle is now, it is time to decide the winner, and both of them have this consensus.
The momentum on his body also came to its peak in an instant, and a great sense of solemnity spread out on his hand, as if the power of Buddhism had descended into the world.
After that, he heard a loud shout: "Lord Murong Shi, please take out the sword!"
Suddenly, waving his palm in the air, he turned into a palm shadow, just like a thousand hands.