Suddenly the heavens and the earth shook. The pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info two peak martial artists of the Divine Realm fought each other, and the destructive power caused was very terrifying. Tian Rong was directly stunned and died due to the injury to the origin.

In front of the old monk, Yang Wuji finally couldn't maintain that subtle and meticulous control, after all, the old monk was not weaker than him at all, and it was impossible to use the power of heaven and earth to control the surrounding environment.

The golden Buddha light outside the old monk's body was originally as warm as the sun, which was comforting, but at this time, it became hot and hot, as if it was about to melt everything.

Thundered.

Both of them felt the terrifying strength of the other party, and the palm power and fist power collided, and the strong force directly tore the ground into huge trenches.

The old monk and Yang Wuji both took more than ten steps back.

"Amitabha. ”

The old monk was still in front of Tian Rong, clasped his hands together and said, "Lord, your martial arts fist Pharaoh admires, but it is not under the secret method of the divine skills of my Leiyin Temple. But the old man is curious, I don't know when the landlord will become the heir of the Yang family, or is the landlord himself a child of the Yang family?"

Yang Wuji's supreme boxing method made the old monk see the shadow of "Qiankun Wuji Dao". You must know that this martial art is known as the first in the world, except for the royal Yang family, it is impossible for other people to practice. The old monk had to doubt Yang Wouji's identity.

Yang Wuji sneered: "Old monk, what are you talking about? This seat has nothing to do with the Yang family. The martial arts in the world have different paths, and the exercises of the Yang Dynasty are not only the Yang family?"

Qiankun Wuji Dao is to Yang to Rigidity, and cultivation to the fullest, you can become a pure Yang body, and all evils will not invade, and all diseases will not be born. Yang Wuji's Qiankun Wuji Dao has long been completed, and he has now not only practiced to pure yang, but also yang generates yin, achieving the momentum of Qiankun.

Once yin and yang are balanced, it is truly in control of the world and invincible.

"Old monk, your martial arts are not bad, you have actually cultivated the martial arts of Leiyin Temple to such a realm, if you break through again, I am afraid that you will become a Buddha and an ancestor. However, the more powerful you are, the more excited this seat becomes, it's been a long time since you've competed with the peerless powerhouse of the Leiyin Temple!" Yang Wuji's voice came from his lower abdomen, dull and weird.

Seeing the old monk, Yang Wuji remembered the battle in the imperial city eighty years ago, if it weren't for the Lei Yin Temple and the Taiqing Sect, his beloved concubine Dongfang Qingrou would not have died.

Yang Wouji's attacks were like a tiger coming out of the cage, and his boxing skills became sometimes masculine and domineering, sometimes feminine and weird. The red-hot and cold energies are intertwined, and the destructive power is even more amazing.

The old monk responded to the battle steadily, blocking every move and style of Yang Wuji, and his defense was watertight.

"I'll fight!"

Yang Wuji shouted, his fist was as strong as water and like a needle, and it was so weird that it was pervasive. The cold fist broke through the old monk's palm and attacked along his arm. The old monk's face changed slightly, and his arm was instantly covered with a layer of light blue ice crystals.

Cold, bitterly cold.

Even with the skills of the old monk, he felt that this cold fist was extremely vicious.

The old monk took a deep breath, his qi, blood and true qi worked, and the power of heaven and earth turned into golden Buddha light, and soon recovered his frozen arm.

Boom.

A dull sound came, and Yang Wuji and the old monk were once again shaken back by the powerful anti-shock force.

Yang Wuji's eyes had a ruthless glint in his eyes: "The practice of Lei Yin Temple's body exercises is unique in the world, and the old monk is a great achievement of the golden body of Buddhism, if you want to be the enemy of Lei Yin Temple, how can this seat not prepare?

Yang Wuji's strength made the old monk feel a little surprised. He had originally suspected Yang Wuji's identity, but now Yang Wuji had exerted the power of Taiyin to dispel the doubts in his heart. It seems that the owner of the wind and rain building really has nothing to do with the Yang family.

The old monk said with a compassionate face: "The landlord is really talented, if he concentrates on the mysteries of martial arts, he will definitely become a supreme grandmaster in the future, but unfortunately, the landlord has fallen into the devil's way, and he has gone to specialize in those murderous tricks." ”

The old monk is already more than 400 years old, and although he has not attained supreme enlightenment, he is also clear in his mind, and there are no strange calculations in his heart. He just wanted to comprehend the Buddhist scriptures before the deadline came, and go to the Western Elysium at ease. Fighting bravely and fighting fiercely, martial arts fighting is no longer what the old monk is pursuing.

However, the old monk's state of mind is the lawlessness of Buddhism, which is very suitable for cultivating Buddhist martial arts, as long as the old monk's spiritual realm grows, his martial arts will naturally increase. After a few decades, it may not be impossible to control ten percent of the power of heaven and earth.

The old monk glanced at Tian Rong and said: "Landlord, Tian Rong's martial arts cultivation is considered to be wasted, he no longer threatens the Wind and Rain Building, for the sake of Lao Qu and Lei Yin Temple's face, how about letting him go? ”

Yang Wuji laughed: "Old monk, what kind of thing is Tian Rong? Even if his martial arts are not abolished, this seat does not take him seriously! I don't need to give you face." ”

Not only did the field have to be killed, but Yang Wuji would also kill more Divine Realm martial artists in the future, in order to get enough spiritual energy, it was impossible for Yang Wuji to let go of the field.

In order to resurrect Dongfang Gentle, Yang Wuji can be the enemy of the world. As for the face of Lei Yin Temple, Yang Wuji didn't care at all. Yang Wuji's hatred for the sects of Leiyin Temple and Taiqing Sect could not be washed away with the water of the river.

The old monk sighed: "The landlord is stubborn, the old man will not be able to repel you today." ”

The golden Buddha is full of light, dyeing the space within a radius of one mile into gold, the sound of the Buddha is lingering, and a faint appearance of the Buddha appears behind the old monk.

The mudra is constantly changing, and the old monk attracts the power of heaven and earth, and finally forms a huge palm print.

"Demon Damudra! Old monk, you have finally used your true skills! Okay, let this seat teach you a mastery of housekeeping!" Yang Wuji shouted and threw a punch with all his might. The fist strength is divided into two strands, masculine and feminine, one bright and one dark, and it really has the artistic conception of Qiankun Wuji.

Rumble!

Yang Wuji and the old monk once again retreated backwards.

Yang Wuji felt that his internal organs were distorted, and he knew that he had received internal injuries: "Old monk, you and the high priest of the barbarian clan are known as the strongest martial artists in the world, and it seems that what you say is true. But no one can protect the people I want to kill in Fengyulou, not even Leiyin Temple. I don't believe that the old monk can take Tian Rong with you for twelve hours a day. ”

There was an old monk guarding the field, and Yang Wuji couldn't kill him, so he had no choice but to retreat.

"The old monk is at the end of his life, I am not yet two hundred years old, and when I control ten percent of the power of heaven and earth, I will definitely kill the old monk!" Yang Wuji said secretly in his heart. The old monk has been practicing for more than 400 years, and I have to admit that the old monk's skills are indeed purer than Yang Wuji.

After Yang Wuji left, blood also appeared on the corners of the old monk's mouth, and he was also injured.

"What a powerful boxing technique, such a powerful wind and rain landlord!" The old monk grabbed the field and recited the Buddha's name, and used his divine feet to rush to the Leiyin Temple. (To be continued.) )