Chapter 339: The Living Buddha Dies

Moshenggu and Zongeba stand opposite each other.

Old Eunuch Qin's sudden withdrawal and withdrawal made Mo Shenggu unable to catch up, and with Zong Geba here, Old Eunuch Qin's departure was also secretly in line with Mo Shenggu's thoughts. Mo Shenggu secretly said in his heart: "Old Eunuch Qin can't catch it anymore, and this Zonggeba must not let go." "As far as grudges are concerned, although the old eunuch Qin has a great affair with the Wudang faction, he has never killed a single person from the Wudang faction, but Zonggeba killed Zhang Cuishan, for Mo Shenggu, who is the one who must be killed, it is naturally a matter of sight.

Zongepa also knew that he would not experience a vicious fight today, but he could not get out, so he simply gave up all his illusions. Single-mindedly against the enemy.

The two qi engines locked each other, setting off three waves out of thin air.

A fallen leaf fell leisurely from the sky and landed between the two, just blocking each other's view.

At the moment when each other's eyes were blocked, the two suddenly made a move.

When the two fought for such a long time, they already knew each other's tricks very well, and as soon as they made a move, it was a hard hand killing move, and the two of them were like Mars hitting the earth, all kinds of collisions together, and for a while there was a feeling that the earth was shaking. It seems that tens of thousands of pounds of force and all kinds of collisions are together.

The two True Qi collided with each other, and there was a feeling of disillusionment.

Mo Shenggu's two true qi, one yin and one yang, rotated wildly in his body, like a drill, and shot out of Mo Shenggu's body.

Zonggeba's true qi is strong to yang, which has the meaning of vajra. The two palms collided together, and for a moment it was as if swords were fighting each other, and for a while, countless sparks flew out from the place where they hit.

Under the blow, Zonggeba's eyes lit up, and all the movements of Mo Shenggu slowed down little by little in Zonggeba's eyes. It was like slow motion, and Mo Shenggu's every move was clearly seen by Zongeba.

Mo Shenggu already knew that Zonggeba's divine vision was powerful, and he didn't make any disguises at all, and it could be said that he didn't have any moves at all, one punch and one palm, like a giant axe to open the sky, and he split down with an axe, such a dignified and upright teacher. It can be said that there are no flaws at all, even if Zongeba has seen through all the movements of Mo Shenggu, but what is the use.

Under Mo Shenggu's blow, Zonggeba only felt that all the air around him had frozen, like a rock. Can only be hardwired.

If there was an old eunuch Qin on the side, Zongge Ba would not be like this. But as soon as the old eunuch Qin left, Zonggeba immediately felt that it was difficult to stand alone.

One palm, two palms and three palms, Zonggeba held up thirteen palms, and Mo Shenggu did not hesitate to split thirteen palms in a row. And one palm is heavier than another, and one punch is heavier than another.

By the time of the thirteenth palm, Zongeba had already kicked him into the Yangtze River.

The river here is relatively gentle, and the river is no more than the calf of Zongeba. But Dzongepa grew up in Tibet. For this turbulent river, there is naturally a trace of fear in my heart. If it wasn't a last resort, Zongeba would never have gone into the water, but at this time, he couldn't help it.

Mo Shenggu said sharply: "Zonggeba." Take me again. ”

Mo Shenggu's thirteen palms can be described as extremely happy, and most people have this kind of experience, no matter what kind of competitive game it is. What kind of opponent to fight, the most exciting, is to fight the kind of person whose level is lower than his own line is the most enjoyable. And this is the case with Moshenggu and Zongeba.

Zonggeba is a martial arts wizard, if there is no Mosheng Valley, not only who in the world is the land of Zonggeba. Even with Mo Sheng Valley, Zonggeba's martial arts are only one line worse than Mo Sheng Valley. Mo Shenggu and Zonggeba are enemies, if they are slightly distracted, they may be caught by Zonggeba and turned over, and every time Mo Shenggu makes a clever move, Zonggeba has a hand, and the response can just scratch the itch of Mo Shenggu. And he can't beat himself. How not to make Mo Shenggu feel extremely happy.

Thirteen palms in a row, Mo Shenggu clearly felt that Zonggeba's momentum had weakened, and his heart was exhausted. It's already the end of the strong bow. This palm Mo Shenggu gathers true qi, and all the martial arts are condensed on this palm, and this palm does not come out, and the wind is loud, like thunder.

As soon as Dzonggeba saw it, he knew that he would never be able to escape under this palm today, and he made a decision in his heart. I saw Mo Shenggu clapping his palm, and Zonggeba suddenly proclaimed the Buddha's name, and said with joy and sorrow: "Amitabha." Dzonggepa's hands were clenched into a vajra seal, and he greeted it with one palm.

Mo Shenggu only felt that a palm hit Zonggeba's palm, as if it was hit on a diamond, and it hurt vigorously, and his true power was shocked back.

Mo Shenggu didn't expect Zonggeba to have such a Jedi counterattack, and he was caught off guard all of a sudden, and was rushed to his throat by a mouthful of backblood. However, Mo Shenggu was also stiff and swallowed this mouthful of blood raw. However, the body couldn't stand the strength, and he took a few steps back.

Mo Shenggu couldn't help asking, "What kind of martial arts is this?" Mo Shenggu's mouth showed a trace of blood flowing down from the corner of Mo Shenggu's mouth.

Dzongepa said, "Mahamudra. ”

Mo Shenggu said: "What a big mudra. "Mahamudra, like the dragon elephant Prajna Gong, is a widely spread martial art in Tibet, especially Mahamudra is a method of cultivating Buddhism. Because of the different interpretations of the essence of the various factions in Tibet, they are divided into different factions, each with its own characteristics. Although Mo Shenggu has never encountered it, he also knows that this martial art is not so powerful, but he is just using his people.

In this vicious battle in Mo Shenggu, the growth is so great that it is like two people, and Zonggeba's martial arts qualifications are second only to Mo Shenggu, how can he not have understanding. At the juncture of life and death, Dzonggepa integrated his martial arts with his own Buddhist cultivation and integrated it into the Mahamudra, although the Mahamudra moves are exactly the same as the ordinary Mahamudra, but the inside is completely different. It's already a different realm.

Dzongepa said, "Give me a year, and with this mudra alone, I will be able to defeat you?"

Mo Shenggu felt inexplicably sad, and suddenly there was a feeling that Yingren had passed away and who was talking together, although this person in front of him was his great enemy, but Mo Shenggu had to admit that the two of them cherished each other, and there was a feeling that they were the same kind of each other.

It is also time for Zungeba to say this. Zonggeba's last big mudra is indeed unique, that is, Mo Shenggu can't understand it for a while, if Zonggeba has time to perfect it, it must be a set of great martial arts, but at this time, Zonggeba is no longer complete.

Zonggeba's final blow burned all his qi and blood, and slapped Mo Shenggu's palm back in the strongest state. But he also ran out of oil, and it can be said that Zongeba burned all his martial arts. Dzongeba only has one breath left now, and once this breath is gone, he will definitely die.

Mo Shenggu said a little sadly, "Do you have anything to say?"

Zonggeba said: "I have nothing else to ask for, but I take care of my affairs, and I also ask Mo Qixia's subordinates to show mercy and spare the inheritance of the Great Snow Mountain." ”

Mo Shenggu sighed lightly in his heart and said, "Put it down, the junior disciples of the Great Snow Mountain, naturally my junior disciples will solve it." I won't bully the small, but if they can't even deal with the three generations of disciples of my Wudang Sect, don't blame me. ”

Dzongepa said: "That's very good. ”

Suddenly, a flame began to burn from Dzongpa's chest, instantly enveloping Dzongpa's, but in a moment, Dzongepa himself turned into a flame, burning on the water. Mo Shenggu was dumbfounded. But I don't know how Dzongeba became like this.

But after a while, Dzongeba had disappeared without a trace, leaving only thumb-sized beads on the surface of the water, emitting colorful light.

The three words poured into Mo Shenggu's heart at once, and Mo Shenggu couldn't help but exclaim, "Relic." ”

Only the great virtuous monks will have relics when they pass away. And Zonggeba's young age and martial arts are extremely strong, and he actually has such a high talent in Buddhism, which is really not admirable.

Even if Mo Shenggu is a person who does not believe in Buddhism, after watching the jokes that happened in the story like a myth, he also had respect in his heart.

Mo Shenggu drove out this relic and put it in Pingzi in his arms.

This bottle is used by Mo Shenggu to hold pills, and it is really suitable to use the crashing relics at the moment.

After loading the relics, Mo Shenggu glanced at the endless flow of the Yangtze River, who knew that there was a generation of great masters who died here like this.

The matter is over, Mo Shenggu's is also not lightly injured, it seems that Mo Shenggu's palm and palm forced Zonggeba to have to take it hard, in fact, this kind of hard fight has always been a double-edged sword, in fact, it is just to see who can't hold on. Mo Shenggu can defeat Zonggeba, but Mo Shenggu's true qi cultivation is above Zonggeba, not that Mo Shenggu is unharmed.

But the injury wasn't enough to move.

Mo Shenggu breathed a little, stabilized the boiling true qi in his body, and immediately got up and walked towards Jinling City.

Before entering Jinling City, I saw three steps, one post, five steps and one sentry, and the guards were extremely strict, but the guards Mo Shenggu was useless if he thought about it, and Mo Shenggu only needed to use a little means to get through the barrier.

Mo Shenggu pricked up his ears all the way, listened carefully, and under the clues, he had already obtained the result of this coup d'état. couldn't help but make Mo Shenggu feel relieved, and Song Qingshu turned the tables hard at the end.

However, while Mo Shenggu was thinking wildly, the crowd dispersed, and a group of prisoner vans was pressed by the soldiers.

There were so many of them that some of the prisoners could follow them, and among the prisoners, there were centenarians and three-year-old children, and these people had a tooth tag stuck behind their necks, on which were written three words: "Kill and Decide." (To be continued......)

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