After sitting down, Zen Master Mingxin was already calm, and said with a smile: "Yue Tanyue's method of lightening the body, Lao Gao has seen it, and it is indeed much more clever than Lao Gao. And in terms of martial arts, Lao Qu couldn't kill Yue Tanyue for a while, but Yue Tanyue couldn't kill Lao Qu either. However, Yue Tanyue invited the old man to come, thinking that he had a plan, but he didn't know how to divide the law of life and death?"

Yue Buqun said with a smile: "Didn't the old monk see clearly? This can be regarded as a Jedi, you and I are only seven or eight zhang apart, as long as you don't want to let each other go, you can't go." So at this point, only one of you and I can leave, and there is more possibility of dying together. ”

Zen Master Mingxin looked at the situation around him and laughed: "Wonderful, wonderful, Lao Wei is more than halfway through his seventies this year, and I am very relieved to have a young talent like Yue Tanyue to accompany the funeral." Yue Buqun said with a smile: "Yue Mou also has the same idea, I am overjoyed to be able to kill the abbot of Nan Shaolin, who is a peerless master." They both laughed at the same time.

Mingxin Zen Master stood up suddenly, and wanted to attack, Yue Buqun waved his hand and said: "Why should the old monk be anxious, Yue still has something to say." Mingxin Zen Master asked: "I don't know what else Yue Tanyue has to teach?" Yue Buqun said: "The martial arts have been compared earlier, and Yue asked himself if he was the opponent of the old monk. If you are still fighting martial arts here, at most it is just the stability of the next game. Although Yue was not afraid of the old monk, he still felt that it was too vulgar. I wonder how much the old monk knows about fingering and sound attack?"

Zen Master Mingxin said with a smile: "Lao Qu has studied Nan Shaolin's "Two-Finger Zen Gong" for many years, and it is still a bit hot, and the "Tianlong Zen Singing" of the sound attack is not bad. I don't know what Yue Tanyue thinks. Yue Buqun said: "In this case, Yue and the old monk might as well sit and fight, and attack and injure the enemy by their fingers or sounds." If anyone can't sit still and turns over and falls off a cliff, I don't know what to do?"

Zen Master Mingxin thought about it carefully, and only said after a while: "Yue Tanyue's method is not good, after the skill reaches four zhang, it is basically not very powerful, but you and I are eight zhang apart; In the end, even if the strength is exhausted, you and I are mostly safe and sound. Not good, not good. Yue Buqun laughed and said, "It seems that Yue overestimated the exercises of Southern Shaolin, which is far worse than Northern Shaolin." ”

Zen Master Mingxin said with a smile: "Songshan Shaolin Temple is the ancestral garden of Shaolin Temple in the world, and it is normal to compare it. However, my Southern Shaolin has created 35 unique stunts for hundreds of years, except for the 36 kinds passed down by the Bodhidharma Patriarch, and the Northern Shaolin has only created 36 kinds of stunts. Southern Shaolin is not much inferior to Northern Shaolin's stunts. The difference between Shaolin in the north and south is very small, otherwise how can Shaolin in the north and south lead the way for a hundred years. It's just that Shaolin in the north and south has no merit in hurting the enemy, but Yue Tanyue's method cannot be successful. ”

Yue Buqun shook his head and smiled: "Okay, okay, you and I can each go forward two and a half zhang, sit on the ridge, and attack three zhang apart, this is always okay, right? Zen Master Mingxin thought about it again, and finally agreed with Yue Buqun's idea.

Yue Buqun and Mingxin Zen Master walked forward at the same time, and when they were about three feet apart, they sat down separately. Yue Buqun said: "The old monk still took advantage of Yue's big day, Yue's sitting place was only two inches wide, but the old monk's sitting place was a foot wide. It's not fair, it's not fair. ”

Zen Master Mingxin said with a smile: "Even if you sit down, don't get up well, otherwise you will come and go, a long time has passed, and Yue Tanyue's internal injuries and skills will have to recover more." As the saying goes, if you want to have a good baby, you have to give birth as soon as possible, Yue Tanyue still resigned himself to his fate. After saying that, the two fingers in the index of his right hand volleyed a little, and the fingertips suddenly sent out a strong feminine force to hit the air, and the power gradually weakened after a zhang and a half, and when it reached Yue Buqun's body, at most it only had the power of a first-class medium-grade body.

Yue Buqun waved his hand to counteract the strength, and said with a smile: "The old monk's "Two-Finger Zen Gong" is still a little weaker, and the recognition of acupoints is not very accurate, so you can't kill Yue if you go on like this, let's see how powerful Yue's "Tiangang Sword Qi" is." After speaking, the index finger of the right hand was pointed out again and again, and three powerful and sharp sword qi instantly shot out of the finished font, and the sound of "sigh" was three points more powerful than Mingxin Zen Master's "Two Finger Zen Gong".

Zen Master Mingxin was taken aback, when the sword qi arrived in front of him, he still had the power of a first-class grade, which was too far from Yue Buqun's own strength. After hurriedly using a few fingers to disperse the sword qi of the three fingers, he shouted: "Impossible, what kind of exercise is this, there is still such power in the place of the three zhangs, isn't that the skill of the peerless grade? Moreover, it is also sword qi, not a gong." No, no, this is true qi, Yue Tanyue's true qi is so strong? can it be used to send out true qi to hurt people? Even the old man can only use his true qi to send out more than 20 true qi finger skills, and his true qi will be exhausted, how did Yue Tanyue do it?"

Yue Buqun said with a smile: "This is the secret of my Huashan, and Yue will not tell the old monk." Saying that, more than a dozen true qi sword qi shot out, and the ridge was narrow, which was already difficult to dodge, and it was even more difficult for Mingxin Zen Master to block them all.

Zen Master Mingxin exclaimed: "Impossible, absolutely impossible, your true qi is only as much as thirty percent of Lao Qu's at most, and the condensation of true qi is very difficult, how can you abuse it so indiscriminately?

Yue Buqun didn't speak, let alone tell Mingxin Zen Master that in the past few months, his true qi had increased by nearly half, and the innate true qi of his body was as much as fifty percent of his. What's more, all the "Tiangang Sword Qi" used was the temporary true qi absorbed by "Gengjin Sword Duel", so he only focused on shooting the enemy.

Unexpectedly, the Mingxin Zen Master stood up violently and shouted: "It's not comparable, wait for the old man to capture you alive, and then take you back to the temple to slowly concoct you, and see if you spit out the truth." After speaking, three huge and majestic feminine fingers shot out in a row, but they were also the fingers of true qi. The power of the finger strength already has the power of the peerless grade, and when it comes to Yue Buqun, it also has the power of the peerless grade. Yue Buqun was caught off guard for a while, and the sword qi was launched a little slowly, and he could only block two of the finger strengths, and there was still one strong finger strength left.

I only hurriedly avoided the chest acupoint, and my fingers hit the chest. Although there was body protection qigong protection, the internal organs still vibrate, spurting out a mouthful of blood, and the body turned to the left, and it was about to fall towards the cliff. Mingxin Zen Master was shocked, and he didn't dare to shoot his true qi fingers anymore, so he hurriedly turned his fingers into claws and rushed towards Yue Buqun. Unexpectedly, Yue Buqun stood on the cliff obliquely, not moving at all, holding the guzheng in his left hand, and playing it with his right hand, the sound of the zheng's sharp whistle broke through the air and covered the music. In just an instant, more than 30 golden sword fingers shot out, and each golden sword finger had the strength of a first-class grade, and it was also very sharp. No matter how high the martial arts of Mingxin Zen Master are, he can't block more than 30 first-class golden sword fingers, so he has to raise his palm and slap indiscriminately, and then retreat back to the original place.