Hearing the words "Hongchen One Pulse", most of the people were at a loss, only a few extremely old people couldn't help but change their complexions, and their eyes were full of incredulity when they looked at Chi Hantong.

Zen Master Chengjing slowly walked into the ring, a pair of sharp eyes stared at Chi Hantong, but Chi Hantong was not afraid, and glared at the first person of Shaolin in the previous generation without showing weakness.

"Boy, what's your name?"

"In Shimoike Hantong!"

"Did your master pass this exercise to you? or did you find it yourself? Or did you have another teacher?"

When Chi Hantong suddenly heard this question, he couldn't help but be stunned, and before he could answer, Xiao Qianli had already slowly stepped onto the stage and said with a smile: "The apprentice has his own creation, and he has nothing to do with others!"

Although Zen Master Chengjing did not act at all, he has been in the top position for a long time, and he has been in charge of the martial arts for decades, and his aura is far from being matched by a weak-crowned young man like Chi Hantong, but as a hostile, even if he knows that he is invincible, he must forcibly calm down. At this time, seeing the master on the stage, he gently and skillfully took over all the other party's impressive momentum, and couldn't help but feel relieved, and bowed down and said, "Master!"

Zen Master Chengjing's eyes were condensed, looking at Xiao Qianli's gaze was already cold, Xiao Qianli casually waved his hand at Chi Hantong, and said with a smile: "You performed well, after returning to the mountain, I will allow you to refer to the teacher for a day!"

Chi Hantong was suddenly overjoyed and stepped down happily. Xiao Qianli turned around at this time, his eyes turned to a blank look, and he said coldly: "Monk, if you want to fight, you will fight, and don't come to be coy! Hongchen slaughtered half of Shaolin in the past, if you want to anger the apprentice, this seat will take it all for him!"

Zen Master Chengjing frowned, and his slender eyes were even more shining, and he snorted coldly: "Since you know about that, it's good!"

The two of them didn't answer loudly, but there were many first-class martial arts masters around the ring, and they had already heard it clearly, and they couldn't help but be shocked, and they all looked at each other in horror - "What kind of master can slaughter half of Shaolin? Why has there never been such a rumor in the rivers and lakes?"

Many people set their eyes on Ming Jian, Ming one or two monks, but they saw that these two people were also at a loss, and they didn't know that Shaolin had encountered such a catastrophe.

Xiao Qianli turned a deaf ear and chuckled: "What if you know? If you make this seat angry, it's okay to repeat the old thing!"

Zen Master Chengjing said coldly: "You can just try! Today's Shaolin is not the era of the abbot Xuanzheng thousands of years ago!"

Xiao Qianli snorted and sneered: "Is this seat a legacy of the red dust, you might as well give it a try!"

At this time, the atmosphere in the ring is becoming more and more tense, and there is a danger of breaking out. Seeing the tension between the two sides, Zen Master Chengjing laughed instead.

"This generation of Hongchen heirs was born in Chunyang Palace, and I don't know if Xiao Zhangjiao can control it?"

"The secret of red dust is focused on refining the heart. My Xuanmen Dao is natural, and all living beings are omniscient, so why do you need to control it?"

"Red dust refining the heart, refining into sanctification, refining into demons, the disciples have laid the foundation for all living beings, what step will they go in the future?

Xiao Qianli smiled slightly and didn't bother with his beak. Instead, he said loudly: "Since today is a battle in the ring, there are still important things in this seat, and there are still a few people in the Buddhist Sect who have not been in the ring?

As soon as these words came out, the two sides were in an uproar, and the monks of Buddhism were inexplicably angry, and they accused Xiao Qianli of being ashamed of his words, flying and domineering, but the Xuanmen was full of laughter.

At this time, the Chengjing Zen Master calmed down, put together the Buddha horn, and immediately suppressed all the noisy voices, and said in a deep voice: "The donor has such a big breath, how can he use one enemy to three?"

"What if you have one enemy and three enemies?" Xiao Qianli's eyes fell on the two of them, Jinding Ming King Fanpan of Qingjing Temple in Quanzhou, and Bodhi Fazang of Jinguang Temple, and said lightly, "In the past, this single sword fought against the three ascetic monks of Jinshan Temple, which is higher or lower than today's Ru?"

The monks who were still making a commotion were suddenly dumbfounded.

Jinshan Temple bitter letter, bitter cause, bitter one three people, are the Pure Land realm of the previous generation of monks, Buddhism exquisite, profound martial arts, the three of the Bodhi three formations, but also have the ability of ghosts and gods to clear the easy. The blazing glass, the Buddha's approach, and the Bodhi Heavenly Drive are the true meaning of the immortal Dharma body of the three thousand beings in the Pure Land. Karmic fire tempers the golden body and turns it into a glass body, releases the mantra and becomes a Buddha on the ground, and realizes the great light and self-nature. The three stages, representing the triple magic method of Bodhi's true nature, are the most unfathomable, but they were overturned by Xiao Qianli's single sword.

This battle was widely spread in the rivers and lakes, and Xiao Qianli's name of Pure Yang Sword Venerable was also determined by this battle. Zen Master Chengjing frowned, he was confident that his martial arts were far superior to Kuyi, but the two of Brahma and Fazang were not necessarily higher than the three ascetic monks. Xiao Qianli said that he was one against three, but it was not without words.

"One-on-one, these two are not the enemies of this seat!" Xiao Qianli's tone was calm and indifferent, as if he was describing the most ordinary thing, but his words made people almost explode their lungs, "As for you, it will take a little effort to do so." Instead of fighting slowly, it is better to have a good time and decide the winner in a fight. What if this is cheap, let Buddhism take advantage of it?"

Rao is old monks have a good temper, at this time they can't help but get angry, Fanpan and Fazang glanced at each other, both frowned, but Chengjing Zen Master said coldly: "Lord Xiao, you are lucky to get a little fame, you are so arrogant, you should be prosperous and declining!

He bowed and said loudly, "Please ask the two mages to take action and defeat this condolence fanatic together!"

The dignity of the pure generation, the first in the huge imperial city, the two of them naturally did not dare to grasp the identity, and immediately saluted together and stepped into the ring.

Xiao Qianli didn't say anything more, slapped the sword box with his right hand, and the four peerless divine soldiers of punishment, killing, trapping, and absolute turned into streamers and rose to the sky, standing up and down the four poles, and suddenly the red light was pervasive, and the evil aura was awesome, and the four major sword weapons were hidden in the chaotic qi, hidden or revealed, rising or falling, up and down.

He slowly stepped into the formation and shouted, "Three please!"

Chengjing, Brahman, Fazang although there are high and low martial arts, but without exception, are the high monks of the Pure Land realm, at this time with true qi condensed in the eyes, look up, only to see a sword hanging in the east, a sword in the south, a sword in the west, a sword in the north, there are doors and households in front and back, the murderous spirit is sensible, and the wind is sassy.

The three of them saw the Zhuxian Sword Formation clearly, and they couldn't help but feel a sudden shock in their hearts, and the Fazang Zen Master frowned and said: "No wonder this person is talking wildly, it is really a powerful person, this sword array is unheard of and unseen, it is really difficult to distinguish." ”

Zen Master Chengjing has a wide range of knowledge, and when he heard it, he said: "I only heard that this array is called Zhu Xian, but I really don't know the depths. In the past, the three ascetic masters were defeated in this battle, which shows that they are extremely powerful. ”

Zen Master Fanpan pondered for a moment and said, "The poor monk will explore the way first, and the two will move in search of opportunities!"

Seeing a monk entering from the south, Xiao Qianli smiled slightly, and waited for him to enter the battle for more than ten steps, only then did he wave his robe sleeves, vibrating the sword weapon, and the sword light of the Killing Immortal flashed, and a brilliant sword light like snow training shot head-on!