"Donor, please!" Shenxiu was neither humble nor arrogant, as if he hadn't heard Murong Tuoba's words. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Murong Tuoba looked at Shenxiu coldly, and saw that his face was expressionless, his eyes were half-narrowed, and he was pinching the lotus treasure seal in his hand.

"Okay, since that's the case, don't blame me, little monk! See!" Murong Tuoba's sword light was cold, piercing Shenxiu's heart.

I saw that Shenxiu didn't seem to see this sword, standing in place, unmoved.

"Ah, little monk, hide!"

"Get out of the way!"

"Get out of the way, get out of the way!"

The warriors below saw that Shenxiu was indifferent, and they shouted anxiously.

A trace of hesitation flashed in Murong Tuoba's eyes, and then a fierce look flashed in his eyes, and he stabbed straight down without hesitation.

When a sword stabbed Shenxiu in the chest, this Shenxiu finally moved. I saw that his lotus seal was reactionary, like a lotus flower blooming, pinching the petals with his hand, his right hand was as fast as lightning, and his fingertips were lightly on the side of the sword body.

Murong Tuoba's face changed, and he only felt a strong force from the sword in his hand, and he didn't even seem to be able to hold the sword in his hand.

Murong Tuoba's face changed, his figure flashed, and he stepped aside.

Shenxiu didn't catch up either.

"Shhh

There was a gasp.

Even the three martial artists who refined qi and transformed gods couldn't sit still. The Heavenly Exterminator even exclaimed: "Pinch the flower and leaf fingers, I didn't expect him to cultivate this technique to this level at a young age." ”

"The future is terrifying!" Even Wang Mingyang kept admiring on the sidelines.

Murong Tuoba carefully observed Shenxiu, but he still couldn't see that there was anything special about this Shenxiu, there was no trace of momentum around, and there was no appearance of a martial arts master.

"Be careful, little monk, God loses ghost luck!" Murong Tuoba yelled, just standing still.

Then, I saw that Shenxiu's whole body suddenly shone with golden light, and a sharp sword seemed to shoot out of the void and stabbed Shenxiu's back fiercely.

However, Shenxiu's body seemed to be made of gold and iron, and even if the sword was bent because of the strong pressure, it could not pierce half a point.

Shenxiu's body was windless, and the majestic internal force suddenly exploded, and the sword seemed to be forced to eject as if it had been subjected to a strong force. A black figure also flashed, it was Murong Tuoba.

At this time, Murong Tuoba's body, which was still standing directly opposite Shenxiu, turned into ashes.

Everyone in the audience watched the exchange of these two short moves, and they wished that they were these two masters on the stage.

These two people, one of them is weird like a ghost and a ghost, and the other is only twenty years old, and he can actually use the Dacheng Vajra not bad body. No matter which one it is, it can only make these warriors look up to it.

Murong Tuoba looked at the trembling long sword in his hand and took a long breath. At this time, he actually had a sense of powerlessness that he couldn't start.

"Amitabha!" Shenxiu turned around and looked at Murong Tuoba, his golden body making him seem to be shrouded in a kind of Buddha light in the sun.

"Master, I underestimated you, now please take my last move, this is my trick, a hundred ghosts walk at night. Master, please be careful. Murong Tuoba had a solemn face, he didn't expect that he had just stepped into the Central Plains Martial Arts and showed his edge, and he would use his tricks so quickly.

At this time, the disciples of the three major factions were all convinced by Shenxiu, there were more than 10,000 Shaolin disciples, and those who could cultivate into King Kong were all half a hundred high monks.

To be able to practice Vajra at such a young age is not bad, let alone seen it, and I haven't even seen it.

Even at this moment, when they look at Shenxiu, they have the feeling of looking at the Buddha.

This is a true Dharma genius.

"Amitabha, the donor, please, the little monk will also make the little monk's mastery!" Shenxiu's voice was gentle, like Zen sound.

A smile appeared on the corner of Murong Tuoba's mouth, respecting the opponent, this is the greatest affirmation of the martial artist. This is very important for a martial artist.

"Smack!" Leng Yuexian threw over an empty bowl and said, "Quick, bet, say which of them can win!"

Cui Yu and Hua Manlou glanced at Leng Yuexian with slanted eyes, and they both turned their heads to ignore this crazy girl, and the angry Leng Yuexian opened her teeth and danced her claws.

Cui Yu himself knows his own family affairs, and his current achievements are almost all based on the system, in terms of talent, Cui Yu can only look at the back of Shenxiu from afar. Even Hua Manlou, who is indifferent to everything, Cui Yu can see that his eyes are also full of admiration and admiration for Shenxiu.

Murong Tuoba stood with his sword erected, his robe agitated, and his true anger was wanton.

Bursts of black mist emanated from Murong Tuoba's body, and then the black mist grew bigger and bigger, enveloping Murong Tuoba.

From a distance, it looked like a dark cloud floating in the ring.

Shenxiu's face remained unchanged, and he muttered a low Buddhist scripture in his mouth.

"Master, be careful, I'm going to make a move!" Murong Tuoba's voice came.

I saw that there seemed to be a black hole in the dark cloud, and the huge black mist began to shrink rapidly, shrinking into a black ball the size of a person in the blink of an eye, and then exploded under the eyes of everyone.

The billowing black mist rushed towards Shenxiu, and it swallowed Shenxiu in a breath, enveloping Shenxiu.

Almost all of them stood up and looked at the ring, but now in the ring, the black fog was rolling and they couldn't see inside.

But in the ring, there was silence, there was no sound of fighting, but the sound of Buddhist scriptures and chanting became louder and louder, and soon resounded over the entire villa.

Although only Shenxiu sings Zen, but in everyone's ears, it is like the gods and Buddhas chanting sutras and telling the Buddha.

Everyone who heard the Zen sound Buddhist scriptures felt calm at this moment, and sat down slowly, and from the sound of the Buddha in Shenxiu, everyone could hear that he was not in danger now.

"Hundred Ghosts Night Walk!"

Murong Tuoba's voice seemed to come from the Nine Hells, which was in stark contrast to Shenxiu's Buddha voice.

Suddenly, the black mist seemed to be stimulated by something, and the black mist rolled endlessly. One after another sword qi flew out of the black mist, and the power was amazing.

"What the hell is going on?"

"What a weird exercise!"

"What the hell is this black mist, barbarians like to engage in these evil ways!"

The crowd below was noisy, but no matter how anxious they were, the ring was full of black fog, and it was impossible to see the situation inside.

The sound of gold and iron intertwining is endless, but you can't see the inside story, which makes people feel anxious.

Hua Manlou sipped a glass of wine and said, "Sure enough, it is the secret method of the East China Sea Japanese people!"

"Two people who can't fight each other for eight lifetimes actually got together, and they came up with such a strange set of swordsmanship!"

"Look, a figure is flying out!" exclaimed.

Sure enough, a black figure flew out of the black mist, it was that Murong Tuohai, the ghost-faced swordsman.

But just when everyone thought that the victory was in their hands, this Murong Tuoba turned into ashes in mid-air as before.

Then one figure after another flew out, and it turned out to be Murong Tuohai's appearance, all of them turned into ashes and dissipated in mid-air.

"Amitabha!" A Buddha horn came out of the ring, like a morning bell at dusk, which made everyone's hearts ripple, and some low-level martial artists couldn't even sit still, and fell directly from the chair.

Dao golden light shot out from the black mist, like the light of dawn.

The clouds opened and the fog dispersed, and a transparent mountain peak emitted Buddha light directly broke through the clouds and mist and rose to the sky.

With a miserable scream, a burst of blood mist erupted from Murong Tuoba's mouth, flew upside down for several feet, and fell to the ground.

On the ring, Shenxiu had both hands and a solemn face. When the black fog dissipates, put your hands together and pinch the lotus seal on your chest. The towering golden peaks turned into golden light and dissipated.

"Amitabha!"

The Heavenly Exterminator and Wang Mingyang stood up suddenly, looking at the solemn and treasured Shenxiu in the ring in surprise.

"Sumeru Mountain Divine Palm!"