The fierce Haoran palm power was so lightly cracked by the other party, and such a strange scene in front of him obviously made the old man in purple unacceptable. He cried out, "How is this possible?" His voice trembled, and he couldn't even finish his words for a while. I saw that his fierce palm force hit Kongwen's hand, but it was like hitting in the air, and he was not forced, and this uncomfortable feeling of hitting Kongwen only made him want to vomit blood.

He didn't know that the palm that was 'understated' in his eyes was the essence of his life's palm. Since when Kong Wen selected "Prajna Palm" in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, he has never relaxed his study of it for more than ten years, rain or shine. For more than ten years, Kong Wen has successively practiced Luohan Boxing, Wei Tuo Palm from shallow to deep, and finally until "Prajna Palm".

It's just that because "Prajna Palm" is broad and profound, Kong Wen has not been able to fully understand it, until he obtained "Karma Transformation Decision" four years ago, and the method of power transfer and traction in it has benefited Kong Wen a lot, and the essence of "Prajna Palm" is also very rewarding. After four years of cultivation, now "Prajna Palm" is finally ready to be used in actual combat.

Prajna is the way of the universe, and Buddhism regards it as the realm that most fits the original face of the world. If it can be known in the invisible, it can also be known in the tangible, it is infinitely large and infinitely small. And "Prajna Palm" is named "Prajna", and its power is naturally not to be underestimated. After practicing all the way through several palm techniques, Prajna Palm can become stronger and stronger, and there is no end to learning.

After the fusion of the essence of karmic transformation and karma, the empty Prajna Palm has reached the state of Dacheng, which he calls 'emptiness'. No matter whether the opponent's strength is strong or weak, rigid or fierce, he can unload it all with one palm without hurting himself at all. Of course, there is still an upper limit to the 'strong' here after all, otherwise he would be invincible in the world!

It's just that the overwhelming palm power of the purple-clothed old man in front of him obviously failed to exceed the upper limit that the Kongwen palm technique could accommodate, and his fierce and incomparable strength was removed by the Kongwen palm.

When a master makes a move, the difference between victory and defeat is often only a millimeter. Just when the purple-clothed old man was shocked by Kong Wen's 'understatement' palm, Kong Wen immediately attacked with a backhand. He immediately pointed at the same time, and two sword qis, one bright and one dark, shot out violently, attacking the second type of unparalleled sword technique that he was not prepared for, and sure enough, one blow worked.

By the time the old man in purple, who was frightened, sensed that the sword qi was approaching, he had no way to avoid it. At the moment of life and death, the old man in purple could only grit his teeth and fight hard, and his true qi instantly filled his body, trying his best to retreat and dodge. "Snort" two soft sounds, the old man in purple felt two sharp winds blowing, his face did not feel cold, and immediately there was a hot feeling of pain. The old man in purple knew that he had not been able to completely avoid the other party's fierce move after all, and when he was frightened, his figure hurriedly retreated, retreating a few feet away.

"Damn! I almost caught the other party's way, and I was dead. The old man in purple returned his hand and touched the sword mark on his cheek that was deep and bone-seeing, and couldn't help but be extremely shocked. If he hadn't filled his body with his true qi at the critical moment just now and retreated, I'm afraid that at this time, he would have been cut off half of his head by the opponent's sword, and he would have died so much that he couldn't die anymore.

"I can't fight with each other anymore, who knows how many killer weapons he still has on his body, if this continues, I will die. Secretly stopped the blood flowing from the sword marks on his cheeks with his true qi, and the old man in purple instantly concluded in his heart that the situation in front of him was very unfavorable to him, and his retreat quickly replaced the battle intent that he had accumulated with great difficulty, and his fighting spirit was instantly discharged.

"It's just that this little monk will definitely not let me go easily, and I can't get rid of it with my light skills, but this makes it very difficult for me to do!" staring at Kong Wen on the other side, the old man in purple quickly calculated in his heart, calculating how to get rid of Kong Wen, a terrible star. In times of crisis, people's heads will run at high speed, which is commonly known as 'flash of inspiration'. At this time, it can be said that the old man in purple who was cornered was also 'flashed' at this time, and he thought of a knife to kill people.

"Yes, this is the land of Bashu, maybe, you can" looked around at the surrounding situation, and the old man in purple suddenly thought about it, and carefully calculated it in his heart, and immediately felt that his plan was more and more likely to succeed. Yes, he only hesitated for a moment and immediately took his attention. At the same time, he glanced at Kong Wen triumphantly, and said secretly in his heart: Little monk, now that you are chasing and killing me, it is cool, and soon, I will let you taste the fate of offending me.

Thinking about it in his heart, the old man in purple suddenly stopped entangled with Kongwen here, and after attacking a blow to the cloud palm, he turned around and ran, and when his body jumped, he was as anxious as a bird, borrowing strength from the cliff again and again, and quickly flew into the air in the distance.

"Bastard, you still want to run!" After scolding angrily, Kong Wen immediately followed, chasing the old man in purple without stopping.

The figures of the two of them constantly flickered between the steep mountains and cliffs, and the speed of their voices was almost comparable to that of sound, making them like fluttering immortals in the eyes of ordinary people, fleeting. This extreme chase battle made the people who saw the world along the way exclaim that the gods had descended to earth, triggering a wave of worship of the gods, and of course, the two participants did not feel anything about the follow-up. One escapes, the other chases, and at this time they have no leisure to care about these things.

This chase and escape, in the blink of an eye, a few days passed, spanning more than a thousand miles. In the end, it was not until a place famous among the children of the Buddhist family that the old man in purple slowed down, turned around with the empty news that followed behind him, and rushed directly towards a building marked with his surname.

Looking at the huge Buddha statue standing in the distance, Kong Wen couldn't help but exhale. Without him, this place is so famous!

"This is the Leshan Giant Buddha!"

Leshan here is the gathering place of the Minjiang River, the Tsing Yi River, the Dadu River and other rivers, so the river is turbulent, from time to time there are boats shipwrecked here, in the eyes of the world is a first-class sinister place, not famous at all. However, it was not until the Kaiyuan period of the Tang Dynasty that this situation changed. Legend has it that there was a monk named Haitong at that time, in order to protect the safety of the passing ships, he led the crowd to build a huge Buddha statue in the west of Leshan for 90 years to suppress the treacherous water flow here.

The Leshan Giant Buddha that was built is actually a sitting statue of Maitreya Buddha, the Buddha statue is made of stone according to the mountain, the height is with the mountain, the hands touch the knees, the body of the Buddha is symmetrical, the spirit is solemn, the back mountain faces the river, the river water is surging at the foot, the boat is like an ant, it looks very spectacular.

The figure of the old man in purple moved, and in a flash, he jumped up and cut through the distance of dozens of zhang, and fell straight on the huge instep of the Buddha. Before the purple-clothed old man could stand firm, the empty figure flashed immediately. Between raising his hand, several unparalleled sword qi shot directly at the purple-clothed old man, blocking the opponent's movement to take off in the air.

The sword qi came too fast, and the old man in purple concluded that even if he scattered the sword qi, he would not be able to reach the lap of the Buddha as he wished. In desperation, the purple-clothed old man moved his figure and dodged to avoid the sword qi that passed by.

"Puff puff!!" The sword qi struck on the hard instep, and the stone chips flew suddenly, leaving a few deep sword marks on the stones before finally disappearing without a trace.

"The mountains and rivers here are beautiful, and it is the land of Buddhism, so it is cheap for you to die here. As he spoke, he heard that the movements of his subordinates did not stop, and when the sword fingers were slashed, the unrivaled swordsmanship unfolded mightily, one style was more fierce than the other, and the endless sword net trapped the purple-clothed old man firmly in a place close at hand, so that he was finally powerless to dodge.

Seeing that the opponent's sword momentum was coming very fast, he couldn't break through the opponent's blockade at all, and got out and went to the lap of the Buddha. The old man in purple can only use his strength to dismantle the number and empty news, trying to keep himself safe. In an instant, the two made their own skills, the big Buddha's instep was in the small void, the sword qi and the knife qi were incoherent, the leg shadows, fist shadows, and palm shadows crossed and blasted out, and the rumbling sound of the fierce moves touching each other was endless.

The all-out hard work of the world's two top masters is self-evident. The aftermath of the two fierce blows was scattered, and the hard stone surface under their feet was punched out of countless large and small potholes, and the instep of the Buddha statue, which had not been damaged for hundreds of years since it was built, instantly became potholed and broken.

The purple-clothed old man became more and more frowning as he fought, and he had already noticed that although his opponent's true qi was much lower than his own, his recovery speed was very perverted, as if he could maintain his best condition at any time. Under such a dramatic fight, even if his true qi is several times that of the other party, he will eventually be dragged down and killed by the other party.

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