In an open space far away from the Warthirsty Alliance, the battle between Zong Mingyu and Ye Cheng was about to begin.

"Do you want to put on a golden silkworm robe? Ye Cheng asked Zong Mingyu.

As we all know, among the three religions and four sects, if it is not a single shot, when the warrior monks of Dongchan Temple fight with people, they generally do not use spirit weapons, spirit treasures, or other foreign objects such as spirit weapons, but choose to fight with bare hands, even if the opponent attacks with spirit soldiers, they only fight with their physical bodies.

It's not that they're pedantic.

However, there is a characteristic of forging the body, that is, the more pain you receive, the greater the improvement of the physical body after the pain is healed.

If you use a spirit weapon to block an opponent's spirit soldier when fighting someone else, or parry an opponent's attack with a body protection weapon, the pain in your body will be reduced, and to some extent, it will hinder your physical ascension.

Therefore, anyone who has dealt with Dongchan Temple knows that it is difficult to see the warrior monks of Dongzen Temple using spiritual weapons, but if this group of warrior monks all use spiritual weapons, it means that it is really a life-threatening moment.

Every pain is an opportunity for their physical progress, and no warrior monk is willing to give up such an opportunity if it is not when their lives are at stake.

How much pain can be endured, how much strength there is.

As long as the warrior monks did not die in such a dangerous battle, as long as they grew up, most of them could become terrifying beings far beyond ordinary ranks.

It is not a secret that the warrior monks of Dongchan Temple have been forging their bodies in various ways since they were young under the interval of their respective masters, and they can often grab swords with their bare hands and resist spiritual weapons in their flesh over time.

The deeper the cultivation and the stronger the physical body, the stronger this ability will be.

It is said that the abbot of this generation can even resist immortals with his physical body, even if the Daoling Dean sees it, he has to give three points.

Of course, for some reason, everyone will give Lingwu Temple a few thin noodles, and Dongchan Temple will not be an exception.

What's more, among the three religions and four schools, Dongchan Temple is well-known and upright, and there are not so many rules and precepts in the modern world, even if there are a few articles, the regulations are more vague, for example, in eating, it is only stipulated that it is not allowed to eat meat, and there is no other, and there is no such thing as the desire to eat a sin or the like.

The same is true for other aspects.

However, the idea of Tozen Temple is not born like modern Zen Buddhism, but emphasizes the application of what has been learned, and believes that the skills cultivated are valuable only when they are used for the benefit of mankind.

One thing is the same, that is, we must not use force to bully the weak, but to help the weak and refrain from violence.

This is an exception in the Shengwu Great Road, where the strong are king.

Due to the long period of time, I don't know why such a rule was formed, anyway, it has been handed down year after year, and all monks have followed it, and it has long become a tradition.

Far from it.

Straight to the point.

Zong Mingyu came from Dongchan Temple, and naturally adhered to the fine tradition of not using spiritual weapons, even if he fought so fiercely with Chutian at that time, he didn't take it out, not because he looked down on Chutian, but because his habits were like this.

If he didn't stick to this habit, he would have the combat power to be as proud of his level as he is now, and let him ignore the attacks of the vast majority of martial artists of the same level like he is now.

Listening to Ye Cheng's question, Zong Mingyu, who was in a fluttering state, replied without thinking: "What kind of robe to wear, there is no need to wear a robe in a battle between men." ”

"Are you really not wearing it?" Ye Chengpi confirmed with a smile, his eyes looking back and forth on Zong Mingyu's toned body embarrassedly.

"If you don't believe it, you won't wear it, and if you don't believe it, the little monk can swear now. ”

Speaking of this, Zong Mingyu really made an oath, he folded his hands, closed his eyes slightly, and swore with great piety: "The virtuous monks of Dongchan Temple are above, and the disciple Zong Mingyu swears here..."

"If you break this oath, the heavens will thunder, the five thunders will be stirred, and the soul will continue to be reincarnated after death, and you will surely fall into the hell of Na Na and suffer eternal terror. ”

Sure enough, when Zong Mingyu's eyes were closed, he looked solemn, not like a well-eyed and polite senior, nor like an excited animal, his eyes were closed, like a generation of monks.

When the oath fell, she didn't open her eyes immediately, her eyes were still slightly closed, her hands were folded, and she kept her original posture still, as if the ancestors and monks were listening, and sent them away, after ten breaths, she opened her eyes, returned to her normal expression, turned to Ye Cheng, and asked: "Brother Ye, I will never wear a golden silkworm robe, so you should rest assured." ”

Ye Cheng knew that what he said was true, so he nodded and replied with a word of gold: "Yes." ”

The two of them distanced themselves and took their own positions.

Zong Mingyu's body shook, his clothes were shattered, revealing his naked upper body, and the muscles were soft, as if they were made in heaven, and each muscle contained incomparably terrifying power.

With such a strength, I don't know how many times stronger than before he broke through the seventh turn.

This time, he not only cultivated the martial arts to break through the seven turns.

The green jade glazed body of his cultivation has also made breakthroughs.

Upgraded from the eighth to the ninth.

This is substantial progress, far from being a significant step forward.

However, this threshold is not so easy to break.

That's why he's only stuck that long before this threshold.

Therefore, as soon as he broke through, he was able to completely ignore Chu Tian's attack.

As soon as he thought about it, the color of green jade condensed, turning every muscle into a glass-like transparent color, and the transparent cyan color quickly spread throughout his body.

I don't know how many times purer this color is than before.

The green jade glazed body, the purer and more broken the color, the more profound the immersion of the team's method.

"Brother Ye, I'm ready. Zong Mingyu said excitedly to Ye Cheng.

When he saw Ye Cheng in the past, it was like a mouse seeing a cat, his eyes were full of fear, and now, he not only dared to look at him Brother Ye head-on, but when he looked at him, he looked at Brother Ye like a little lover looking at him.

Although he is from the Eastern Zen Temple, he is not allowed to have a little lover.

Just an analogy.

Don't worry about these details.

Ye Cheng nodded, and he didn't see how to behave, he took a step, and there seemed to be a ghost shadow passing through the night sky, and in a blink of an eye, he appeared in front of Zong Mingyu, raised his right hand, clenched his fingers into a fist, and condensed his vigorous vitality on it, and blasted towards the opponent's chest.

As for the gun he carried with him, he had already put it in the storage container.

The little bald head doesn't wear a robe, how embarrassed he is to use a knife and a gun as a senior.

Ye Cheng has the most important face in his life, and he will never do such a shameless thing.

What's more, the flesh still has to be beaten with a fist to have pleasure.

Mingyu didn't wear a robe, although he didn't show it on his face, he was very happy in his heart.

This kind of pleasure of punching to the flesh is what he likes the most, he hasn't experienced it for a long time, it's easy to experience it again, he doesn't want to use a knife and a gun, and do such a bad thing as burning the piano and cooking the crane.

I saw that his fist was like a meteor, tearing through the void, the space seemed to tremble, and the gods seemed to cry.

It was a punch so powerful that it seemed to make the gods cry.

"Blue Aegis. ”

In the face of Ye Cheng's fist, even though Zong Mingyu was very inflated, he should not have the slightest carelessness, and directly took out the strongest defensive move.

I saw that his arms were crossed in front of his chest, and the translucent green jade color condensed on his arms, forming a solid glass light shield, and the mysterious lines appeared, which was the green god shield that he used to resist Chu Tian's final blow.

At that time, he did not resist Chu Tian's attack.

But now that his cultivation has increased and his martial arts have also improved, he dares to say that even if Chu Tian tries hard again, he will not be able to cause the slightest damage to this Blue God Shield, let alone hurt himself after the Blue God Shield.

Brother Ye Chengye, the person he admired in Zong Mingyu's life, his strength is so strong, naturally it is not something that Chu Tian and other hairy boys can look up to, and he should be able to break through the Qingshen Shield and make him painful.

That's what he meant to be.

Only pain will be happy.

Only when you are happy, will you be excited.

Of course, the body will hurt.

But if it is not broken or standing, if it is slightly injured, it can be exchanged for the promotion of the green jade glazed body, and this transaction is a good deal.

What is pain, if it doesn't hurt, it won't look for you?

In Zong Mingyu's expectation, Ye Cheng's meteor-like punch and the intersection of his arms collided head-on with the strongest defense of the Qingshen Shield.

The Qingshen Shield trembled violently, and it was shattered in an instant.

There doesn't seem to be a hint of suspense.

It's as if a strong man lifted a sledgehammer and smashed it at the glass as thin as rice paper, and the glass shattered, and the fragments were everywhere, could there be a second result?

In the same way, the glass-like Qingshen Shield was as fragile as the real glass under Ye Cheng's fist, and it was blasted by a hard punch.

This is by no means the same as Zong Mingyu thought before.

He originally thought that even if Brother Ye could break the Blue God Shield, he shouldn't be crushed like this.

After all, he's been turned seven times.

After all, his green jade glazed body is nine-fold.

The seventh turn and the sixth turn are the difference between the Jindan realm and the real dan realm, which can be called the difference between cloud and mud, and it is completely incomparable.

Ninefold and eightfold, there is also a difference between cloud and mud, and it is completely different.

He's already so strong.

Why is it still the same as before, directly crushed?

Of course, Ye Cheng's meteor-like fist was naturally as fast as a meteor, and after the Blue God Shield shattered like glass, Zong Mingyu didn't have time to react, and the fist smashed through the defense on his skin like a bamboo, and slammed into his right arm on the outside.

Beat directly into the meat.

It's true, the fist is almost stuck to the bones in the flesh.

Whether it was the defense of the Qingshen Shield, or his skin harder than iron skin, or his flesh that was tougher than a demon beast under years of cultivation, it did not hinder this punch in the slightest.

Zong Mingyu's face distorted instantly.

It was heartbreaking, unimaginable, and unbearable.

The power of his Brother Ye's punch is terrifying.