Suddenly, Zhang Heng shouted: "Senior Brother Lu be careful!"

Lu Xiaoyuan stared at it, only to see a little golden light appear in the heart of his eyebrows, but a faint black mist was shrouded around his body, if he didn't look closely, he really couldn't see it. His heart moved, and he secretly screamed that it was not good.

Sure enough, many onlookers shouted, "The Great Three Thousand Truth Destroying Fist Method!" The crowd immediately boiled.

Tang Yu saw that everyone looked excited, and asked Tang Di, "Brother, what is so powerful about this Great Three Thousand Truth Destroying Fist Method?"

Tang Di said: "This boxing method has been known to the world for hundreds of years in the name of domineering, once it is used, the true qi in the body will be hit with several times the power of usual, in terms of the master's heavenly realm, no one in the world dares to compete with it." ”

Tang Yu was a little skeptical and said, "Is it really so powerful?"

Zhang Heng had already leveled the battle situation at this time, rushed forward diagonally, and made a move of "thick pen and ink", and the ice-blue sword quickly stabbed to the heart.

Xin Che saw that although this sword was as thin as a silver needle, its strength was extremely strong, once it was stabbed, the senior brother had to give up his luck and resist, and stopped in the middle at the moment, and his palms condensed all the remaining power and pushed the sword.

He felt a chill in his palms, and a cold breath entered his body, swimming between all the meridians, and in the blink of an eye, he froze and fell to the ground. The push he had just made was comparable to the strength of Jian Mang, but this push exhausted his true qi, causing Jian Mang's cold qi to take advantage of the void.

Zhang Heng made a move "Qianxun Snow Waves Flying", the blue and cold air was like a wave, surging to the heart, and in a blink of an eye, the heart was submerged. I was about to breathe a sigh of relief, but I saw that the golden light on Xinzhi's body flowed, and the black qi around his body became thicker, and in the end, Xinzhi seemed to have become a golden man, and the black qi also flowed like a liquid.

The sky turned dark, the mountains were full of wind, and the Yan Wangjun outside the temple noticed that the situation was different, and there were many discussions.

When the people of the Five Sects saw this, they knew that the Great Three Thousand Truth Destroying Fist Technique of the Heart Stopping had been completed, and next, the two of them would not be able to escape the fate of being killed.

In the two battles of the Five Sects of the Righteous Path and the Bloodthirsty Sect, the first battle thirty years ago, the heart has not yet practiced this skill, and in the second battle, he swept away the evil spirits with this skill, such as destroying the withering and decaying, invincible, that is, the Chu madman who was as strong as the second supreme was also beaten by this skill and vomited blood three liters, and he could not fight again within a month.

Later, when the first Venerable Moon Viewing Monk met Xinzhi, the strategy he adopted was to rely on the "Absolute Sword Cold Moonlight" to attack and fight hard, and the heart was forced to have no time to fight, so he fought with Xinzhi for hundreds of rounds. If Rong Xinzhi uses the Great Three Thousand Truth Destroying Fist Method, the Moon Watching Monk will also be like a Chu madman, seriously injured Yu Yu.

Heavenly masters are still difficult to resist, even if these two young people are talented in the sky, how can they compete with the domineering divine skills that Fojue Temple has been tempered for thousands of years?

Xin Zhi punched the ground, and the golden bowl-shaped air cover covered him, and then slowly expanded, and the cold breath was encountered, and it was immediately evaporated by the scorching Zen Gang Qi, and a large area of water mist rose up.

A golden gas shield continued to expand, and in the center of the golden cover was an old monk made of gold, but around him was black and steaming, this scene was both strange and shocking.

When the golden cover rose to ten zhang long, it stopped expanding and slowly moved towards Lu Xiaoyuan. Lu Xiaoyuan slashed out a sword qi, and before he could meet the golden cover, he was immediately torn apart by the whirling wind that rolled up near the golden cover.

Zhang Heng made a move "thick pen and ink", and the sword shot out, but it shot into the golden cover, but it was full of Zen Qi, and the sword was still far from the heart, and it was also strangled by the energy.

The golden cover is lifeless and lifeless, and it is simply an asura field, a hell on earth.

When the hemispherical Shura field was two zhang away, Lu Xiaoyuan had already felt the strong wind blowing in his face, and he stepped to the side for three zhang, but this huge Shura field only turned slightly and rushed towards Lu Xiaoyuan.

The Shura Field is ten zhang long and five zhang high, and Lu Xiaoyuan can't cross it from above at all, and once he falls into it, I'm afraid that even the body will be gone in an instant.

He looked left and right at the walls of the temple, Xincheng saw his intentions, and spoke first: "Lu Xiaoyuan, if you escape from the scope of the Buddha Jue Temple, you will lose." ”

Even if Lu Xiaoyuan climbed over the wall, the monks on the mountain could be seen everywhere, and he would never be able to escape from the mountain, not to mention that with his temperament, he would not want to do anything to escape.

Suddenly, I heard a coquettish shout: "Release the arrow!" followed by the sound of breaking the air, and eight feather arrows were shot towards the Golden Cover Shura Field, but it was Tang Yu who ordered the "Eight Flying Generals of the Brocade Bow Carving Feather" to attack with arrows.

Eight arrows at once, the power of the five spirits grow each other, even the heavenly master of the Ming Dynasty Sect Zhuo Wo did not dare to direct its edge, Tang Yu thought that even if he could not break this Shura field, at least it could hit its majesty hard, but he did not know that the eight feather arrows penetrated into the golden cover three feet, and they were twisted into pieces by the strength of Zen Buddhism.

Master Xinguan said loudly: "Amitabha, the four-person competition, has nothing to do with others, if anyone interferes again, then Lu Xiaoyuan and Zhang Heng will lose." ”

Tang Yu retorted: "If the people of your five sects help the old monk, will it be considered Brother Lu and they will lose?"

Lu Xiaoyuan heard Tang Yu's voice, suddenly remembered something, took out something from the Qiankun bag, and shouted, "Nizi, go on!"

Tang Yu saw something flying, stretched out her hand to take it, and when she looked down, tears burst out of her eyes: they were three shell soul beads. At the beginning, Gong Shaolong wanted to give her a string of shell soul beads, but she took care of Lu Xiaoyuan at that time, so she didn't take it away, but she didn't expect Lu Xiaoyuan to keep this in mind, these three shell soul beads should be his compensation for himself.

The three shell soul beads are of different sizes, and they are not as precious as the necklace of the shell soul beads, but this also shows that these three are all found by Lu Xiaoyuan in the cold pool, and Tang Yu holds them in his hand, which is sweet and miserable.

At this time, Lu Xiaoyuan was already clinging to the wall of the main hall, and there was no way to escape, and the Shura Field was not far from him. But when I heard the sound of "snort", it was the two amethyst stone prayer buildings in front of the hall, one of which was twisted into pieces by the Shura field and turned into a burst of bright purple smoke flying away.

Everyone knows that the material of amethyst is hard, and there is another person in this prayer building who hugs the thickness of it, even the sword qi and sword qi of the heavenly master are difficult to cut it off at once, and the so-called division is weak, and the heart stops spreading the true qi into such a huge Shura field, which still has such power, and everyone is shocked.

Qinghua stared at the battlefield for a moment, his two eyebrows were almost twisted together, and the unconsciously movement of his palm pinched the chair handle into pieces, and he was about to stand up, when he heard Zihua beside him: "Even if you play, you will only give up your life in vain." ”

Qinghua turned his head to look at his senior brother for a long time, sighed, lowered his head, and said, "When I fought with him back then, if he used this martial art, I would definitely lose." ”

Zihua Zhenren: "No, with your strength, he can't beat you single-handedly, and he won't have time to work." ”