The rain was pouring down, and the rain was pouring down, pouring down in the steamer-like sweltering world—

Horn click, horn click, bean-sized raindrops hit the ground, raising countless floating dust.

Boom, boom, boom, as if the earth had turned into an ocean in an instant, and countless small streams meandered and swam on it.

The insects no longer chirped, there were no birds in the sky, thousands of raindrops covered the eyes, and the sound of the water in the ears was heavy and thundering for a long time! The thunder was as dense as a war drum, and the sound of the sky sank into the ears like an endless sound. The eyes have been blurred, the heartstrings are trembling, everything is trembling when Tianwei is working, and people are just a little floating dust. Who stands motionless in the rain, but for a little coolness?

No Zen, no Zen, no Zen, no Zen. Everybody is reciting non-meditation in their hearts, and every eye is looking at non-meditation. The monk is brave and compassionate, could it be the reincarnation of the gods and Buddhas? It is the Arhat Vajra! The heavy rain is like a note, and in the blink of an eye, it is drenched, no one goes to hide from the rain, and no one speaks, everyone in the rain looks at Wu Zen and recites Wu Zen, and finally knows that this young little monk is really amazing, far beyond everyone's imagination -

Wuzen stands in the rain, the rain does not invade the body, everyone's body is wet, only the body of Wuzen is dry, and Wuzen is unconscious. The fierce battle stopped, the magic was not stopped, there seemed to be an invisible air cover around the body, thousands of raindrops could not enter and splashed one by one, and the internal breath was even more turned into a mist rising under the urging of the internal breath. The rain is like flying flowers, and the clouds are born on the flat ground, which can be described as a wonder in the rain, and it is like a fairyland. Wu Chan was still looking at the palm of his hand in front of Pinto, and his figure loomed under the white mist, and his face was already blurred.

Is this the Vajra Immortal Skill? What kind of state has this cultivation reached? Everyone present is well-informed, and they know the cause but they don't know the exact reason. When you taste the golden body, the golden light shines on its surface, how can you not see it? Could it be that the golden pill has already been completed, and the brilliance is exhausted in it? How can you see it? It remains to be said that if you don't believe it, the body protection has already been born, and everyone has already realized it during the war, and at this time, the true face of the exercises will finally be seen in the rain. It's amazing, it's amazing! It's amazing! Someone who has practiced martial arts to such a level at such a young age is unprecedented, and there is no one before or since, isn't it shocking to say that the world is shocking!

There was silence for a moment, and everyone was like a dream.

Of course, the happiest thing is the peony girl, it is a person who has attained the Tao of the chicken dog to ascend to heaven, seeing Ruyi Langjun standing there like a fairy descending to earth, the peony girl's mood at that time is beyond words! Who is this? My family has no Zen. Yes, that's right, the peony girl suddenly found that she had fallen in love with the monk Wuzen, gazing in the rain, extremely affectionate, emotionally moving, and looking at him in the clouds and fog, it seemed a little strange-

No Zen!

Can't be injured, can't be bound, can't be attacked, Situ Ye finally made a move.

In fact, Situ Ye has not made a move, not because he is afraid of Wuzen, Situ Ye is a real master.

Wuzen is very strong, but there are people outside the world, and there are more than one master in the world.

If he single-handedly singled out the people of the True Dragon Sect's Yizhou Hall, it would be absolutely impossible, it was a joke.

Just because there is Situ Ye, Situ Ye's position as the hall master is not obtained for nothing.

Situ Ye stepped forward, and everyone stepped back.

"Let's look at him, he can support the hall master in a few moves. "The four great incense masters and the forty-eight envoys all think like this.

How the martial arts of the master of Situ Hall were, most of the people present knew in their hearts. No Zen is just emerging, Situ Hall Master has already become famous, in comparison, it is still Situ Hall Master's martial arts are high, higher than I don't know how many, no Zen can not be defeated. No Zen is brave, no Zen is amazing, and everyone has seen the kung fu of no Zen. But even so, there were few people present who thought that Wuzen could defeat Situ Hall Master, and he couldn't last a few rounds.

Situ Tang's main fist and sword are unique, and the rivers and lakes are famous: the electric sword in the palm of his hand.

The two are opposite.

Wu Chan was still motionless, his eyes fixed on one palm, and the mist around him gradually faded: "It's thundering, it's raining." ”

Situ Ye's eyebrows and long hair were wet, his purple robe and gold belt were all wet, and his long body stood in the rain: "Little monk, your kung fu is very good." ”

"Not good! You're a bad person!" Wuzen lost his mind for a while, and raised his eyes to see a mighty man: "You're here!

"Little monk, you can't beat me. Situ Ye smiled, as if looking at a naughty child, loving and helpless.

"Uh, yes. "No Zen is stammering.

Yes, yes, you can't beat it, you have to fight it, and then you have to say it, what can you say without Zen.

"The cowhide blows through the sky, what a lot of nonsense! You have to fight quickly, and you have to be verbose!" The peony girl always said in one sentence, although she couldn't say it in her heart. Of course, the peony girl thinks that it is only a matter of minutes for Wuzen to take him down, and now the Wuzen princess is invincible in the world in the heart of the peony girl. The peony girl was speechless, and the people present had no time to say anything, and everyone was silently watching the two people in the field, with joys and sorrows in their hearts, and a trace of heaviness in their hearts!

Not to mention the people of the Niu family, at least at this time, the people of the True Dragon Sect did not want to see either side defeated. For the master of Situ Hall, everyone is respectful, and for the non-Zen monk, everyone is love. Everyone knows what is going on today, and everyone knows what is going on with a non-Zen monk, and everyone is also bright-eyed. Wuzen is a good boy, honest and kind, and everyone doesn't want to see him lose his life on the spot, even if it is to defeat him and injure him. The master of the Situ Hall will not be defeated, and the master of the Situ Hall cannot be defeated, the master of the Situ Hall is a banner of the True Dragon Sect in the Yizhou Hall, in case of accidental defeat here, everyone will also be disgraced.

But when two tigers fight, one will be injured.

Everyone is looking at the two people in the field, only one eye is looking at the delicate curves and beautiful postures in the rain.

It's one, plus two, three eyes.

Don't talk nonsense, no more verbose, just as the peony girl wishes, start fighting!

Situ Ye stood with his hands down, nodded, and gestured.

No Zen punches!

Step on, put your right foot forward, bend your knees slightly, put your left arm together, and make your right fist -

A style of Arhat crosses the river, and a punch goes straight to the chest!

Situ Ye straightened up, stretched out his left palm, and stretched his arm diagonally outward.

With his arms crossed, Situ Ye shook slightly, and his body did not move, but his fist had already deviated.

The right fist is deflected, and the left fist of Wuzen is sent forward with the left fist, and the left shoulder is taken from the bottom up——

Arhat raises the bowl.

Situ Ye leaned in, Wuzen's punch fell into the air, and the momentum was uncontrollable, and he saw the wrong body passing.

Situ Ye's right fist hit back at the back of his neck, without Zen sinking his shoulder, his right foot was placed in the left leg socket, and his left foot was dotted and he would not sit-

Luohan sits on a deer.

It was not the deer that was sitting, but between the opponent's knees, if Situ Ye did not retreat, he would immediately sit on his leg and fold it, how would Situ Ye be?

Situ Ye smiled.

The battle is over, but only three rounds.

Situ Ye pointed to his left shoulder, and with the help of his strength, he floated back, and his grown figure landed gently.

Wuzen sat empty, and it was impossible to get up.

"Bang-la-la-" No one spoke, only the sound of rain could be heard.

After only half a breath, Situ Ye faced the enemy with one hand, sealed the key points on his shoulder with one finger, and defeated the enemy in three moves neatly.

No Zen has been defeated.

The body protection is useless, the golden body of the Arhat is broken, and the mortal dust is knocked down in a blink of an eye, and there is a line between gods and men. The heavy rain fell in an instant, pouring a head full of sparse faces, and Wuzen was also a soup chicken. Wuzen froze on the spot in amazement, his face and eyes were equally dazed, and he was still half-seated and standing on one foot, looking at the strange and ridiculous posture. But no one laughed, only the heavy rain was still falling unscrupulously, and everyone's joy turned into surprise and sorrow turned into loss, and their hearts were still as heavy as this day!

"How? How? Teach you a few people who don't know the height of the sky, this time I know how powerful my Situ family is!" Situ Wenwu laughed arrogantly, only Situ Wenwu laughed, and only Situ Wenwu still did it under the court: "Kill, kill, kill him!" No one moved, Situ Wenwu was not a member of the True Dragon Sect, and he had no right to give orders. No one wants to kill Wuzen, only Situ Wenwu wants to kill Wuzen, Situ Ye is smiling on his face, but he hesitates in his heart-

"Take it. ”

The difference between one word and the other word is relieved.

The second envoy stepped forward with a rope and went to tie up Wuchan, and the two of them also smiled: "Little Master, I have offended." ”

"Oh my God! This is impossible! It is absolutely impossible!" The dust has settled, everyone's hearts are like a mirror, and at this time, only the peony girl can not see the situation clearly: "Wu Zen will not be defeated, will not be defeated! Wu Zen get up! Get up and fight again!" Yes, the peony girl still firmly believes that Wu Zen is not defeated! But only the peony girl thinks so, the old man Niu is silent, Chen Ping is silent and unmoved, just like most of the people present, the two of them are lost and relieved in their hearts-

If you take it, you don't kill it, and you won't die without Zen.

A fight is not a pointless move, everyone will see the good of Zen, and Situ Ye will also see it.

And that's what happened today, half of it.

The rope is on the end, and there is no meditation to move.

Without Zen is not moving, and without Zen is already controlled. In the face of real strength, no one has a way, and a monk without Zen is powerless to return to heaven. Just as the heavens descend to the heavy rain and fall, the Zenless body protection can be kept for a while, but it can't be protected for a long time. Yes, Wu Zen is not a god, Wu Zen is just a mortal, Wu Zen will also be defeated and die, that is, if he is not dead for a while, he will one day turn into dust and mud, and turn into a small drop of this thousands of rains.

"Fight!"

The thunder rolled in and up, suddenly destroying the world and destroying the earth! Yes, yes! The above is all nonsense, all like farts! Who is finished speaking? How can you forget the peony! The king of flowers, the phoenix of heroes, cannot be called in vain, and the peony woman cannot come in vain! Since there is a sky, there is a rebellion, and the world is turned upside down, and the palm of your hand is in the palm of your hand! At this critical juncture, under the combination of shock and anger, the peony woman completely went berserk, breaking through the shackles of prohibition in one fell swoop under the combined force of a strong heart, abundant aura and fearless spirit, jumping with one hand on the waist and two feet, and pointing at the tiger roar with one finger: "You are dead and have no Zen!

Me!

Under the stunned gaze of everyone, or the stunned gaze of the Dao, the Wuzen monk rose in response, stared at the two bull's eyes left and right, and scratched his head-

"Huh?"