"Roar!"

The arhat let out a roar, which resounded throughout Songshan, and countless tourists on Songshan looked at it in amazement.

Moro stepped out in one step, as if teleporting, and instantly crossed a distance of ten zhang, and he pressed down with one palm, and the arhat made the same action!

"Click!"

The huge palm like a fan, before it completely fell, the ground under Tang Jie's feet that was pressed by the pressure emitted from it shattered, and the dense cracks spread out dozens of meters away.

This terrifying blow was terrifying, and it was hard to imagine that flesh and blood could burst out.

Tong Zi Gong Golden Body Trick!

Without any hesitation, Tang Jie's golden light bloomed all over his body, and the surging golden energy shot out in all directions like a needle prick, as bright as the sun!

"Bang!"

Facing the palm that fell, Tang Jie didn't dodge or dodge, and punched out with the momentum of the Heavenly King Tota, and the golden fist burst out with the power of a volcanic eruption, and roared angrily on the palm of the Arhat Phantom.

Thundered!

At the moment of collision, a terrifying concussive sound was transmitted, like a bomb that had swelled to the extreme, suddenly bursting apart!

The ripples visible to the naked eye spread, and the ground within a radius of nearly 100 meters trembled violently, and the dust flew up, rolling up ten zhang high, as if two fierce beasts collided head-on!

"This ...... This is the Great Martial Dao Grandmaster!

Martial Arts Grandmaster Bu Hua, who had been paying attention to this place, saw this scene and shouted out in a lost voice, his eyes full of shock and disbelief.

"That young man in black is Tang Jie...... It is said that he was promoted to the realm of a great martial arts master, but I always thought it was a rumor......"

Bu Hua swallowed his saliva, the great master of martial arts, the entire Great Xia Dynasty will not necessarily give birth to one for hundreds of years, it belongs to the legendary martial artist.

Some time ago, Tang Jie defeated Yuan Zhan in Wushuang City, and was recognized as having the cultivation of a martial arts master, but the warriors who had not seen that battle were all suspicious, including Bu Hua, in his opinion, the martial arts master may already be the apex, and the martial arts master only exists in legends.

But now that he witnessed this amazing scene, he understood that it was really a great martial arts master! and instantly judged Tang Jie's identity!

"The white-robed monk...... Calling himself Moro, a warrior who has lived for two hundred years?" And Moro, who can fight with Tang Jie, Bu Hua's heart is also shocked, before Moro reported his name, he also felt that the other party was a little inexplicable, the name can be faked, but the strength can't be faked, that seemingly young white-clothed monk is really the martial arts master Moro who disappeared a hundred years ago!

Two martial arts powerhouses who should not belong to the same era, but they met and fought here and now, and as soon as they moved, they exploded with great strength, clearly intending to kill each other!

"It's ...... Tong Zigong?"

Mo Luo's eyes froze, feeling the force of the shock that came, he was a little frightened, and recognized that Tang Jie was performing Tong Zi Gong, a Tong Zi Gong that surpassed the realm of Tong Zi Gong Red Sun Jue, which was a realm that he had not been able to reach!

"Boy Golden Body, Pure Yang Golden Pill!"

The moment the fists collided, the earth under Tang Jie's feet shattered inch by inch, the golden light in his eyes spurted out, and he roared, his right fist blocked the slap of the Arhat Phantom, and his left hand blasted out with a punch.

In Tang Jie's dantian, the Pure Yang Golden Pill trembled, releasing a force that caused Tang Jie's punch to rub against the air, and it actually burned with a raging golden flame, like a fire dragon, directly hitting Mo Luo's chest.

Pure Yang Golden Pill, this is Tang Jie's cultivation of the Golden Bell Jar to the eleventh level, coupled with the pure Yang Qi that the Golden Body Recipe has accumulated to the extreme, although it is far from reaching the level of the Martial Dao Golden Pill, the power that bursts out in an instant is still amazing to the extreme!

This speed and power have reached the extreme punch, so that Moro does not hesitate to use the Gang Qi in his body, the golden bell jar!

A quaint golden bell emerges, enveloping Moro in it.

"Golden bell jar, eleven golden bell jar!"

Tang Tianhao's expression was full of shock, the golden bell jar, his senior brother Du Jue is good at martial arts, Tang Jie has also cultivated, and has practiced to the tenth level, but the golden bell jar used by this Moro is far better than the ten-level golden bell jar, and it is a golden bell jar that has reached the eleventh level.

Eleven levels of the Golden Bell Jar, among all the martial artists who have cultivated the Golden Bell Jar, there are no less than ten people in the entire history who can practice to this realm!

"Bell!"

Tang Jie's fist carrying a blazing golden flame slammed into the golden bell jar, and suddenly a deafening bell rang out, echoing over Songshan Mountain, shaking people's eardrums as if they were about to tear apart!

With the force of the shock, half of Tang Jie's body was slightly numb.

"What a terrible punch!"

Mo Luo's expression was slightly condensed, and he saw that the golden bell jar was dented and a shallow fist mark was made, this is the eleventh level of the golden bell jar! It is almost the highest level of the golden bell jar, because no one has cultivated the golden bell jar to the twelfth level.

"King Kong Demon Fist!"

Shocking Tang Jie with a golden bell jar, Moro did not hesitate, and the phantom of the demon arhat behind him clenched his fists and smashed down on Tang Jie's head, like two thunderbolts across the sky.

The fists fell, and the powerful pressure pressed down, turning the bottom into a vacuum, and it was so dull that people seemed to faint!

Tang Jie's eyes spewed out golden light, and a large bell on the surface of his body quickly condensed, this big bell shone with a dark golden restrained light, carved with complex patterns, and eleven golden bell jars!

"Bell!"

The two heavy fists smashed down on the Admiralty at the same time, and suddenly the earth rumbled loudly, and the ground under Tang Jie's feet cracked and caved out a pit twenty or thirty meters in diameter.

And Moro himself was also shocked by the power of the backshock, and the demon arhat behind him trembled.

"Eleventh level Golden Bell Jar?" Mo Luo was a little incredible, Tang Jie actually cultivated the Golden Bell Jar to the eleventh level?

"To defeat him, you have to break his golden bell jar!"

Tang Jie knew in his heart that he had to blow up Moro's golden bell jar first.

"Boom!"

The golden bell gang qi in Tang Jie's body promoted the child's skill, and the golden body of the boy, which was already extremely strong, was even more glorious, and the golden light spewed out, like everything within a radius of ten zhang bombarded by heavy fists was shattered into powder, even if there was the protection of the golden bell jar, Mo Luo was shaken again and again by the impact of the continuous bombardment at this moment, and there was a feeling of unsteady standing!

"The child's function is strong to this realm?" Moro's face was ugly, he was proficient in the four great divine skills of Dharma, and he had cultivated to an extremely high and profound realm, but only the child's skill, he had also practiced the highest level of the Red Sun Technique, but for some reason the realm of the child's skill fell, and it was difficult to cultivate again, so he simply gave up the practice of the child's skill.

But Tang Jie's Tongzigong is so strong that it surpasses Moro's cognition of Tongzigong, which is a realm he has not reached!

Draw the sword, cut the iron!

Tang Jie's palm pressed on the handle of the knife on his waist, and he drew the knife and slashed!

Shh

The sword light condensed into a knife gang, and under the rendering of the extreme golden body cultivation, it turned into gold, and the golden knife gang roared, slashing out horizontally and scraping off the ground.

The brilliant blade is ten meters long and can slash everything!

"Whew!"

The sword slashed angrily at the golden bell on Moro's body, and the indestructible iron slashing knife sliced through it, causing the golden bell jar to let out an overwhelmed moan.

The eleventh level of the Golden Bell Jar is certainly strong, but after all, it has not turned into a gang strength, and it is still the realm of the martial arts master's gang qi, and with the extreme blow that Tang Jie burst out, it is enough to destroy it!

The golden bell jar was torn open, Moro strode back, and on his chest, a blood mark appeared, blood seeped out, and his mouth spurted out a large mouthful of blood, staining the white monk's robe, which was the internal injury suffered by the golden bell jar being broken and he was devoured!

"Ahem, ahem, ahem......"

Moro coughed up blood, and the stab wound in his chest was deep into the bone.

"Brother Tang has hit Moro hard!"

Bai Fenghua, who had been nervously watching this battle, suddenly showed joy on her face when she saw this.

Tang Tianhao was also overjoyed, this Moro had brought him great fear, and today Tang Jie fought with it, and the amazing strength that broke out successfully hit it hard!

"This Tang Jie...... It's very powerful, and I don't have much chance of winning in a head-on battle!" At this time, a large number of tourists on Songshan Mountain were attracted to it, and the eyes of the thin old man hidden in the crowd flashed a trace of solemnity.

But then the thin old man licked his lips, he was in the dark, he was a hunter, as long as he waited patiently, there was always a chance to succeed!

Moro wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, he looked at Tang Jie, his face was full of amazement: "Awesome...... It's very powerful, your strength is too much beyond the poor monk's expectations. ”

Tang Jie was silent, his brows furrowed slightly, although the blow just now broke Moro's golden bell jar and hit it hard, but Tang Jie felt that the Moro aura in front of him was even stronger and more dangerous, and the other party hadn't moved yet!

Moro sighed and said: "Actually, whether it is you or me, you have become a great martial arts master, but in fact, you have not really stepped into the ranks of martial arts cultivation, and it is not an exaggeration to say that you are an apprentice and seeker of martial arts!"

"Haven't stepped into the ranks of martial arts cultivation yet?"

Tang Jie was stunned for a moment, not to mention among the immortal cultivators, at least among the martial artists, Tang Jie and Moro were already almost invincible, but according to Moro's meaning, they hadn't really stepped into the ranks of martial cultivators, and they were still just apprentices!

Moro stared at Tang Jie, there was a trace of amazement and excitement in his expression: "Martial arts, it's not as simple as you think, the poor monk and you are just walking according to the path of their predecessors, after all, they have not jumped out of this category, the real martial arts cultivation should be out of their own way, like Bodhidharma Patriarch and Sanfeng Zhenren, casually create a kind of martial arts, which can be famous through the ages!"

Mo Luo's words shocked Tang Jie's body, it is true, although now that he is refining qi and transforming gang, any martial artist is almost vulnerable in his hands, but that is only the category of martial artists, and he has not really stepped into the level of martial arts and martial cultivation!

Legendary warriors such as Bodhidharma and Zhang Sanfeng have become their own faction, and the martial arts created have been passed down through the ages, and after a few years, there are countless people who remember their names, so that they can be called real martial arts cultivators, people who really walk and advance on the martial arts.

"I still have a long way to go. The original pride in Tang Jie's heart completely faded, and he understood that he was indeed far from it.

However, Tang Jie is not presumptuous, he is still young now, and he has not even completely digested the things left by his predecessors, in time, he will definitely be able to walk out of his own martial arts!

"Martial Cultivation, transcend the limit, go against the sky, and make the impossible possible!" Mo Luo's body was trembling, he was very excited, "The poor monk has been determined to set foot on the martial arts since he was a child, and he can give everything for this, and now, the poor monk is not far from stepping out of his own martial arts! And you...... It is a cornerstone of the poor monk's martial arts!"

Mo Luo's eyes became cold, he could have walked more smoothly and more easily, with the Heavenly Spirit Root, he could have made great achievements even if he entered the Immortal Gate in the future, for the sake of martial arts, he gave up too much.

In order to be able to embark on the martial arts, Moro can give everything, can do whatever it takes, break the precepts and kill, and ruin the future of others!

"Hmm, Moro's breath has changed!"

Many people looked at the two people in the field silently, but Bu Hua, who was a martial arts master, had his pupils shrunk, and he clearly felt that Moro's aura had changed, becoming full of killing intent, and this killing intent had even changed the surrounding environment, the cold wind was howling, and it was as cold as a knife.

It's as if ...... The entire Heavenly Dao changed according to Moro's mood.

Tang Jie's eyes were solemn, and he clearly felt the oppressive force brought by Moro.

Shout!

Without any hesitation, Tang Jie's figure flashed, and the Great Movement Body Technique was cast, and the body shrouded in golden light tore through the air, instantly spanning a distance of more than ten meters, and appeared in front of Mo Luo, the iron chopping knife at his waist slashed out horizontally, and the blazing sword light tore the sky and the earth!

As Moro said, he wants to turn Tang Jie into the cornerstone of his martial arts path, and vice versa, Tang Jie came to Songshan to make an appointment, but he did not have the intention of using Moro as a whetstone, and the battle of martial arts is destined to be full of killing!

"Huh?"

This knife was extremely fast and indestructible, but something that made Tang Jie stunned happened, the closer his knife got to Moro, the more the power was reduced, as if falling into a soft mist, slower and slower.

"Rub!"

Moro, on the other hand, stretched out two fingers and caught the blade of the blade! With a faint smile on his face, he seemed to be calm and effortless!

"How is that possible?"

Tang Jie couldn't believe it, the power of his knife was so terrifying that it could be split even if it was the eleventh level golden bell jar, but now Moro easily clamped it with two fingers?

No, it's not that Moro has become stronger!

"Black-level Floating Slaughter!"

Moro grabbed the blade with his fingers, and the phantom of the demon arhat behind him turned into pitch black at this time, hellish depth and pitch black, capable of devouring all light and making people fall into hell!