The pitch-black giant palm covered the sky and the moon, and the bone-turning palm exuded an eerie internal qi and slapped down, Ding Chunqiu's bloodthirsty appearance was extremely hideous, and he made a move, and his robe flew to show his domineering.

The abbot of enlightenment was not afraid or hesitated at all, and directly waved his palm, and the boundless fire golden great sun of Buddhism hit the sky, and the two huge true qi met, and the air flow cut through the void.

Ding Chunqiu and Wuwu's bodies retreated at the same time, they were shocked in their hearts, but the movements in their hands did not slow down. Ding Chunqiu completely understood that the abbot of Wu did not go all out just now, so now his palm power is monstrous, and his palm is full of violent true qi.

Enlightenment greeted him with the palm of the great sun, and the palm that did not retreat carried boundless momentum. I saw that the two of them were running to the extreme of their master-level skills, and they showed no mercy to each other.

The palm prints flew all over the sky, and the body of the abbot of the realization continued to move with Ding Chunqiu, and the moves of his palms became faster and faster, he didn't have any words, but his determination to protect Shaolin was clearly visible.

Gu Mozhi was furious, the flame knife aimed at Master Xuanku with all his might, and the fiery red true qi between the waves of his palm burned the entire void, and his figure chased after him, and hit him with one palm.

Master Xuanku's eyes narrowed slightly, and he waved away Gu Mozhi and said in surprise, "This is the poor monk's clutches." Gu Mozhi, how much martial arts have you stolen from Shaolin?" However, then he said, "No, this is plausible, yes, it is the internal force that controls the palm is different. Although it is also a clutch of demons, it seems to be less powerful. ”

Gu Mozhi sneered disdainfully, "The disciple of the bird, the martial arts in the world of An are broad and profound. Old monk, you can taste it again and receive my fingers. His internal strength swelled and swelled, and he shot sharply with his fingers.

Master Xuanku's secret path is not good, and the light gong is shaking up, and it is 360 degrees to avoid the finger strength of the flowers, at this time. Xuan Lone's move arrived, "Gu Mozhi, you didn't do it like that. "The fiery red fingers shot out.

Gu Mozhi's face changed, his body tilted slightly to avoid the finger strength, and then the internal force moved his body to avoid Xuan Lone's palm, and at the same time cast the flame knife with his backhand, and the scorching knife qi cut horizontally.

Master Xuanku came from deception, and his internal strength floated in his palm, and he slapped Gu Mozhi's chest with one palm. Gu Mozhi can no longer maintain his indifference, although he is strong. But it is also difficult to be attacked by the two congenital onslaughts, so how can you be calm. I saw that he avoided it dangerously, and he didn't fight back, and even though he wanted to get rid of the two masters of Xuan Ku and Xuan Lone, he wanted to get rid of it.

"Damn. Gu Mozhi scolded secretly, looking at the shadowy Xuan Silence and Xuan Ku, he didn't dare to retreat anymore He roared angrily and launched a counterattack, and the flower command used his true qi to turn his strength, and shot out one after another.

Silence. As soon as the two masters of Xuanku, they saw that Gu Mozhi began to fight hard, and they didn't dare to get too close, their bodies retreated slightly, and the Luohan fist and the demon clutch suddenly struck. The internal qi clashed, and the three people who were agitated retreated separately.

Kumachi received some freedom, he looked at Xuan Lin and Xuan Ku and said, "Even if the poor monk can't win. It's not for the two of you to kill. Indeed, he is qualified to say so, albeit as the end of the five. But the martial arts of one body are really extraordinary, and one enemy and two are not weak. You must know that the skills of the two masters of Xuan Lin and Xuan Ku are only one line worse than Master Xuan Ci.

Master Xuan Lin didn't say much, so he only listened to Master Xuan Ku say, "Gu Mozhi, you talk a lot of nonsense, it seems that you have a weak heart." The two masters were not in a hurry to make a move, obviously trying to find out the flaws in Harumachi.

Gu Mozhi is not stupid, where would he wait for the two of them to find his flaws, so he made the first move and decided to solve it quickly. The body swooped in the air, the flame knife slashed, and the two true qi turned into strength.

Not to mention the land of the Daxiong Treasure Palace, the dragon fights the tiger, the sect master-level battle is life and death, and the congenital-level masters compete with each other, let's just say that Ding Yiyun and Pan Dao, who took advantage of the chaos to leave, are secretly turning a corner at this moment.

Pan Dao killed a disciple of the Anti-Ding Alliance with a sword, he rushed to the moon and flew away, and immediately forced him with another sword. I saw that the Shaolin disciple's figure was sideways, and the sword qi rushed straight into Ding Yiyun's heart.

Ding Yiyun felt something, and he was furious, "Daozi, you are looking for death." The Five Poison Divine Palms slapped out, and the mighty true qi swept away the sword qi, not only scattering the sword qi, but also shocking the Shaolin disciple who had just dodged to death.

Pan Dao glanced at the Shaolin disciple expressionlessly, and he said aloud, "Picking stars, it's better not to talk nonsense without evidence." His light feats flew through the air and went straight to Ding Yiyun's front.

Ding Yiyun's anger flashed, and he didn't talk nonsense, he chased after the moon, and at the same time slapped it with a palm, "Dadaozi, be careful of someone sneaking attack." His Five Poisonous Divine Palms were turquoise and shape-shifting palm prints, and the highly poisonous palms were coming back towards Pan Dao's back.

Pan Dao suddenly felt a storm in the back of his head, knowing that Ding Yiyun was about to make a mistake, he slashed out with a backhand, and the sharp sword qi slashed a disciple of the Anti-Ding Alliance who flew upside down again and cut through the unabated Five Poison Divine Palm. Pan Dao's face was extremely gloomy, "Ding Yiyun, you dare to yin me." ”

"Daozi, I warned you, and I saved you from being attacked by some petty sneak attack. Ding Yiyun was righteous and awe-inspiring, and he was not afraid of Pan Dao's questioning.

Pan Daoqiang held back his anger and turned around and left without saying a word. Ding Yiyun caught up with the light effort, walked side by side with Pan Dao, no one was afraid of the other party's back, and the two went straight to the Shaolin land.

"Amitabha, two donors. This is the Shaolin Heavy Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, which is not open to the public, if there is nothing important, please go back. The old monk held a broom in his hand and rolled up the dust on the ground, and replied without looking back.

Pan Dao and Ding Yiyun's figures froze together, they looked at the old monk in front of them, and they were surprised in their hearts, the Shaolin shouting in front of them shook the sky, the firelight rose up at night, and the huge true qi attribute bloomed brilliantly in mid-air, it was a Shaolin disciple who would go to the Daxiong Treasure Hall to guard, how could there be people guarding the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion here.

Pan Dao and Ding Yiyun's purpose is now clear, both of them want to take advantage of the chaos to go to the Shaolin Hidden Scripture Pavilion to steal the secret book of martial arts. Since ancient times, it has been rumored that the world's martial arts are out of Shaolin, if you can learn the Yijin Sutra, then you are most likely to be the first in the world, and if you can learn seventy-two stunts, then you can also become a hegemon.

It's not that all the martial arts in the world really come from Shaolin, and Shaolin's martial arts are the strongest, but the martial arts in the rivers and lakes are all secretly passed on by masters and apprentices, and it is really difficult to learn. Only Shaolin because of historical reasons, in order to fight for the world's luck with the Taoist sect in the middle earth, but also in order to convey Buddhism, to attract many warriors to come, so the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion was built.

Pan Dao looked at the old monk sweeping the floor in front of him, and a thought flashed in his heart, could it be that the white-eyed old monk in front of him was a sweeping monk? It's just that Pan Dao felt that his voice was a little different from the voice he heard in the blessed land of Wuliang Mountain, and he didn't look at him with the kind of indifference that was above the world.

Ding Yiyun also knew that the person in front of him was not easy to mess with, but he didn't feel the internal force fluctuations on this old monk's body, and he hesitated in his heart and couldn't make up his mind. But to ask him to leave like this, he is really unwilling. So he asked tentatively, "Dare to ask the monk who are you?"

Pan Dao's innate skills are lucky, and he always guards against the outbreak of the white-eyed old monk, you must know that his temper is not good in the blessed land of Langhuan in Wuliang Mountain. Pan Dao's eyes scanned the surroundings and looked at the Hidden Scripture Pavilion, in fact, he was just as unwilling to let him leave like this. (To be continued......)