Song Wan'er also floated away with the palm power of the Netherworld Sect Master, and her heart was extremely weird, the palm power of ordinary people was either yin or yang, but this person's palm power was rigid and soft, and the strength between rigidity and softness was ready to go, just following his intentions, and he would definitely ask his father after returning to Tianshan. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Hesitating, but seeing that Abida was in danger, unlike Abida, one person is moving faster than he thought in his heart, and although she is smart, she is really lacking in response to the enemy, if it is replaced by Nangong Shaoyou who throws the Netherworld Sect Master with the things in his hand, he may not be able to save Abida, at least he can have worries, and the power of the attack will definitely decrease a lot.

Seeing that Abida was bound to die, Song Wan'er stood dumbly with wide eyes and was at a loss, Jiang Ziwen's palms were only a foot away from his chest, and Abida's body was lying on the sand, like a flying swallow sweeping away, and flying on the ground backwards.

His toes just left, and Jiang Ziwen's palms also happened to hit, which was very thrilling, and it seemed to be perfectly coordinated, as if the two had arranged it in advance.

"Bang!" The sand and gravel on the ground flew, and suddenly two sand pits appeared, and the sand was swallowed up in an instant, if these two palms hit Abida's body, he must have his heart and lungs broken, and he really went directly to the back of the Yin Mountain, the netherworld.

"Amitabha!" a Buddha horn echoed in the desert.

Even if they didn't hear it, the Netherworld Sect Master and Song Wan'er could know that it was King Shana who had arrived, and he was the only one in the world who could save Abida and would come to the rescue.

Abida was still lying on the sand, panting, although the injury was serious, it was not fatal, everyone knew that if it was fatal, with the martial arts and status of the Netherworld Sect Master, he would definitely not send another blow.

Beside him, there stood a barefoot monk with long ears and a smile, whose smile shone like the light of the Buddha, and all the hardships in the world seemed to be melted by this smile.

"Amitabha!" said the Netherworld Sect Master with a smile, "Congratulations to the Dharma King, facing the wall for one day, and comprehending more than the nine years of Dharma." ”

"Bodhidharma was originally a disciple of the Buddha, eight days of cultivation as an arhat, smiling flowers, waiting for Maitreya, since the magic is boundless, can cross sentient beings, the old man is still shallow, can barely cross himself, cross people far away, listen to the master of the contempt of Bodhidharma, must be able to cross sentient beings, the old man is trying to listen to the master of the wonderful sound. ”

Bodhidharma a reed across the river, according to legend he is the Buddha under the seat of the Buddha

On that day, Shakya held a flower in his hand, and only Ka Ye could smile, and he was the only one who understood the Buddha's mind, so he pretended to smile at the flower, which was a digression.

"Haha, this seat is called the head of the Netherworld, living in Cuiyun Palace for a long time, the so-called hell is not empty, and he will not become a Buddha, but the old man asks himself for the shallowness of Buddhism, so I want to invite the big disciple of the Dharma King to help me in the underworld. ”

"Master, the so-called Dharma is not the Dharma, it is the Dharma, and you have entered the Demon Path. ”

"Therefore, the Dharma King wants to use the power of the unsurpassed mana to subdue the demons and subdue the demons?"

Song Wan'er was confused when she heard it, she didn't know what the two of them were polite, hearing this, she finally heard the clue, she was not a combative person, she knew that her father's martial arts were the best martial arts since she was a child, but she had never seen it with her own eyes, not to mention that there were very few masters who could stand side by side with him, and she had to be his enemy, except for Mao Ziyuan, the leader of the Sanyuan Sect, I really couldn't think of anyone else, and there were two peerless masters in front of her, and the martial arts might be slightly inferior to her father, but I could see the two fighting with all their might, it was really a lifelong adventure.

Even Abida, who was lying on the ground, struggled to sit up, probably affecting the injury, and couldn't help but snort, Song Wan'er suddenly remembered this person, and immediately ran over, gently helped him up, and pushed the palace through the acupoint for him.

The desert is lonely, and occasionally there are eagle calls and eagle chirpings in the sky, which are even more solemn.

The Netherworld Sect Master had a smile on his face, his expression was calm, his smile was always so secretive, and the laughing monk over there folded his hands and smiled openly.

Abida lightly pointed to the feet of the Dharma King, and Song Wan'er took a look, only to see a pair of gravel under the bare feet of the Dharma King, like millet in a hot pot, splashing around, and his feet sank a few inches.

The Netherworld Sect Master's originally wide monk's robe fluttered in the wind, but at this moment, it gradually converged, clinging to his body, like a deflated ball.

It can be seen that the martial arts practiced by the two are very compatible with their respective personalities, one is generous and arrogant, and the other is introverted.

The two of them stood still like this, and the air seemed to stop, no one could predict when the battle would begin, or if it would not start at all, and with the mournful cry of a goshawk, a red shadow flashed, and the Nether Sect Master floated towards King Shana like a ghost.

"Beware, Master!" Abida couldn't help but cry out.

At the end of his words, the Netherworld Sect Master had already attacked thirty-six moves, and each move was in a different direction, either forward or backward, left or right, there were such fast moves in the world, but each move was seen clearly by two people, and each move was so complicated, but the trajectory was clear, and it was as neat as a famous master's line.

Song Wan'er secretly thought to herself, whether she could resist it, and wanted to use her Yuan Tianshen Gong to expand it, and fight fast with slow, she should be able to resist, but she heard Abida muttering to herself, speaking Mongolian, sweating profusely on her forehead, and thinking about it, she should also be secretly comparing.

The Dharma King's style of play was like Song Wan'er's response, the palm power was calm, and it came slowly, but the strength was strong, and the two of them were two zhang away, and they could actually feel the wind blowing on their faces, Rao was so slow, but he let the Netherworld Sect Master's body be like electricity, but he couldn't find the slightest vacancy.

A smile began to appear on Abida's face, and Song Wan'er showed surprise on her face, only to hear Abida's joyful words:

"Miss Song, you see, Master's tricks are the same as when I joined forces with you to fight the enemy just now, Jiang Ziwen can't take the slightest opportunity, it seems that as long as I follow Master's teachings and practice hard, I will definitely be able to reach such a state, Master is very good, unlike you Han people said to keep a hand, I didn't say you. ”

Song Wan'er couldn't hear what Abida was nagging at all, she saw the subtlety of the Netherworld Sect Master's martial arts, and she was even more afraid of this person in her heart, his body seemed to be erratic, and his tricks were insidious and vicious, but this was only a superficial phenomenon, when he revealed the internal breath of the extreme yin and extreme cold, in fact, one of the palms was often slightly slower than the other, and the slightly sluggish palm did not actually participate in the attack, but was ready to go, she was an expert in pure yang palm power, and at a glance she knew that it was the palm of pure yang, this person actually exerted the ultimate pure yin palm power, and could also hide the yang palm, although it was only one palm, but the yang and yin can be both at the same time, it is really incredible。

King Shana is still as steady as a mountain, if the attack of the Netherworld Sect Master is like a huge wave, then he is like a solid stone,

The two of them fought like this for three hundred rounds, but the two of them felt that they were fast, firstly, the Netherworld Sect Master's attack was too fast, and the two of them were fascinated by it.

The smile on the face of the Dharma King stopped slightly, and the Yang Palm of the Netherworld Sect Master was the left palm at this time, and it had already roared out, and the Dharma King knew that it was powerful, and he met it with both palms, and there was a loud bang, and both of them were shocked, but the right palm of the Sect Master came like the wind, and the Dharma King took three steps back in a row to be able to stabilize.

Song Wan'er's heart moved, " Why didn't Jiang Ziwen send out the second palm one after another, and he could immediately repel the Dharma King, well, by the way, in fact, when he was chilling, he was already at the top of the internal breath, and the Yang Palm could only gather momentum for one blow, and the second shot, he would definitely have to accumulate luck again, but unfortunately, it was a pity, if he hadn't met a great expert like the Dharma King, he would have won early in the morning, yes, Shaoyou's cultivation is the Extreme Cold Inner Breath, mine is the Pure Yang Inner Breath, he is a man, I am a woman, and it will make people preconceived when facing the enemy, if the two of us join forces to create a set of martial arts that complement each other, the power will definitely be much more powerful than Jiang Ziwen alone。 ”

First, her knowledge is not high, and secondly, the duel between the two in front of her can already vaguely see the clues of victory and defeat, and she has no intention of thinking about it, in fact, she doesn't need to look at the two, just look at Abida's nervous look, and you can already know that the Dharma King is at a disadvantage.

Sure enough, the Netherworld Sect Master took the lead in one move, and the tricks continued, after the Dharma King retreated and stood firm in three steps, he dodged one after another, and the two bare feet could no longer stand firmly in one place, the feet were the cornerstone of his martial arts, he did not stand firmly, and the palm power he issued was not so strong, he couldn't stop the sect leader's attacks like dense rain, and there were frequent gaps, and every time he tried his best to defend his whole body, but he was already extremely embarrassed, and the smile on his face completely disappeared, replaced by a layer of frost.

Abida struggled to stand up and moved forward step by step, wanting to help the master, but he only took two steps, and he had already been brought down by the rushing Gangfeng, and he could not stand.

The Netherworld Sect Master let out a long roar, and the second chapter Yang Palm was played, and the Dharma King didn't dare to use his palm to resist, and he also knew that the Yin Palm that stretched behind his Yang Palm didn't care about his identity, so he lowered his body and rolled on the ground, dodging all the attacks, this move was actually very wonderful.

"Okay!" Song Wan'er couldn't help but cheer.

The Netherworld Sect Master laughed, and the laughter was full of mockery, which made Song Wan'er's sincere applause turn into mockery in the ears of the Dharma King.

His face was blue, and he bowed his head and said nothing, "Master, we are defeated today, let's go." ”

Hearing the disciple say this, the Dharma King suddenly looked up to the sky and laughed, the laughter became more and more weird, it was like a howling sound, and the Netherworld Sect Master clasped his hands together, and the expression on his face was cloudy and changeable.

Suddenly, the yellow shadow flashed, and the Dharma King's body was as fast as lightning, attacking the sect leader, the sect leader did not dare to slack off, and his palms were flying, but all of them were yin palms, and the yang palms did not gather momentum, and the Dharma King's palm shadow was flying at the moment, the speed was no less than that of the opponent, and the moves were ruthless, even worse than Jiang Ziwen.

Song Wan'er's heart was cold, devil, these two words appeared in her heart, the magic king's tricks were getting faster and faster, with an extremely gloomy smile on his face, and the tricks he used were even more incredible, and the level of viciousness and viciousness could not be compared with any side of the door.

"Amitabha!" Abida struggled to sit up, crossed his knees on the ground, folded his hands in front of his chest, closed his eyes, and left two lines of tears on his face.

"Pap" The Netherworld Sect Master was hit by a palm in his left shoulder, and "Pap" was slapped in each of his left and right shoulders, and his body floated out two feet away, and two mouthfuls of blood spurted out of his mouth.

His Holiness stood calmly, clasped his hands together, and smiled, "Netherworld Sect Master, I have given you an initiation with profound mana, and I hope that in the future, you can uphold the Dharma and benefit all sentient beings." ”

"Hahaha, Dharma King, you have entered the Demon Dao, there is one more person in my Netherworld Sect, and there is still a lack of a ghost king in the underworld, waiting for a vacant seat, hahaha" He has drifted away in the laughter.

"Master, you have fallen into the devil, and the disciple implores you to give up your martial arts, and from now on you can return to the right path by worshipping the Buddha with the green lantern. ”

"Smack!" Abida slapped in the chest and abdomen, "nonsense!" the anger on His Holiness flashed.

Immediately pressed his left palm on the Tanzhong acupoint on Abida's chest, and with a cup of tea, Abida spit out a mouthful of black blood, "Miss Song, the little monk can't accompany you to Yinshan, take care all the way." ”

After saying that, he fainted again, the Dharma King picked up Abida without saying a word, and walked away, Song Wan'er stayed in the wind for a while, shook her head gently, and walked in the direction of Yinshan.