After feeling the terrifying aura emanating from the Ming Shu Daoist at this moment, Jueyuan's expression also became extremely solemn, and his hands began to seal, and his whole body was full of golden light, like a sacred ancient Buddha.

"Haha! Jueyuan, my Tianhai Sutra has now been cultivated to the Mahayana realm, far from being comparable to a few years ago, today, let you have a good experience of the power it has, how amazing it is!"

Whew!

After the Ming Shudao man finished speaking, the phantom of the sea behind him also condensed again, the tsunami sound became louder and louder, the waves rolled, and the huge waves were monstrous, and the momentum was not much better than the real vast sea.

And after another moment, waves formed by energy condensation slapped against the Ming Shu Dao man, making the royal blue luster around his body more and more dazzling, and an amazing force began to slowly brew in his body.

Seeing this, Jueyuan took a deep breath and squatted, and slowly took a horse step down: "Mingshu, your obsession is too deep, and your utilitarian heart is too strong, if you don't think twice in the future and change yourself, then you can cultivate this Tianhai Jing to this point, and it is impossible to reach the strongest consummation realm, this is the advice of the old man, I hope you think twice." ”

After hearing this, the wrinkles on Mingshu's face were deep, and Jueyuan's words were extremely useless: "Hmph, old bald donkey, you haven't forgotten to curse the poor Dao until you get to this point, let's wait until you take it down from the attack of my Tianhai Eighteen Punches!"

"Tianhai eighteen punches, the first punch, drink!"

As the Ming Shu Daoist completely absorbed the power of the huge wave that rushed into his body before, he threw a punch at Jueyuan, and where the royal blue fist shadow passed, pieces of space began to fall apart, collapsing and shattering, although it was only the first punch, but its power was so strong that even a god-level late-stage powerhouse like Jueyuan could not be underestimated.

"Theravada Buddhism, Vajra Bodhi Seat!"

Airplanes......

Immediately, a buzzing sound seemed to come from Jueyuan's body, and then he saw that Jueyuan's whole body had expanded several times, his whole body was full of golden light, and his treasure was solemn, and a circular divine light was slightly lit up behind his head, giving people a sense of divine solemnity.

Then, the fist shadow containing the power of the tsunami slammed into Jueyuan's body, emitting a sound like a bell, sharp and piercing, and the two colors of royal blue and gold flashed rapidly, eroding each other, but in the end, it was the fist shadow that took the lead in defeating and did not cause any substantial damage to Jueyuan in this state.

Ming Shu Daoren immediately grinned, this scene was also expected by him, if he could defeat Jueyuan with just one punch, then the battle between the two a few years ago would not have been unclear, and Jueyuan was not qualified to be regarded as an immortal opponent.

"Hehe, last time I remember when you cast the Vajra Bodhi Seat, you only reached a state where you could just condense it, right? Now you actually cultivated the Buddha Light to protect the body, interesting, really interesting!"

After that, a series of monstrous waves rushed into the body of the Ming Shu Dao person, and such a powerful match made the Ming Shu Dao person tremble, and the facial muscles began to tremble slightly, and he shook his head helplessly when he saw it.

"Amitabha, Mingshu, if you perform the Tianhai Sutra like you, even if the power can be increased slightly, but it is really necessary to hurt yourself first and then others?

"Ahh

Boom Boom Boom Boom ......

A series of eight fist shadows blasted out, bombarding Jueyuan's body one after another, but except for the sound produced by the bombardment getting louder and louder, and the Buddha light on Jueyuan's body vibrating more and more violently, it did not cause any substantial effect.

And after Jueyuan was attacked and provoked one after another, his face became more and more ugly, and his hands quickly formed a seal again, and soon a sacred phantom of the Bodhi Ancestor was condensed behind him, and when the Bodhi Ancestor and him formed the last handprint, a white-gold palm print also fell from the sky without warning, and slammed towards the head and neck of the Ming Shudao people!

"Hinayana Dharma, Bodhi Hand!"

Before the palm prints fell, the small area where the Ming Shudao people were located had collapsed for dozens of meters, followed by a series of roaring and banging sounds, stirring up some dirt and stones.

A few minutes later, when all the dust had settled, the vast sea phantom condensed by the Ming Shu Daoist had disappeared, but just when Jueyuan thought that the battle was over and closed his eyes slightly, another unwilling roar came from the deep pit in front of him, causing his newly closed eyes to open suddenly!

I saw that the Mingshu Daoist, whose clothes were slightly broken and looked a little embarrassed, stepped out of the sea, looked down at Jueyuan, who was still covered in the Buddha's light, and shouted: "What a good move to Bodhi Hand, but it is not enough to defeat me! Jueyuan, you should know something about the Tianhai Sutra, this Hanhai under my feet is the source of my strength, now, I will let you see its ultimate power, let you try what it is like to break the sky!"

"Tianhai 18 punches, 18 punches, collapse the sky!"

After that, just in an instant, Mingshu inhaled all the Hanhai under his feet into his body, and the soaring load made him can't help but immediately rush out a mouthful of blood, and the whole person also looked a little hideous, but in the end, he still carried it, and grinned at Jueyuan below, and his smile looked a little hideous.

"Hehe, Jueyuan, it's time to decide the winner of this blow again, let's take a look, whether you lose or I lose!"

After saying a few more words, I saw Mingshu leaning over, and with a domineering punch, he slammed into Jueyuan, and the whole person was covered by a huge royal blue fist shadow, and the momentum was monstrous, and it really had a taste of shattering.

And Jueyuan had to push the Vajra Bodhi seat to the extreme he could reach at this moment, and he already felt the threat in the punch of the Ming Shu Daoist, a great threat.

This time, the Ming Shu Daoist, the competitiveness and obsession can be said to be far better than the last time, in order to win, it has almost reached the point of sparing the price, and instantly swallowed up the power of the Hanhai, then he has already suffered not a very light internal injury, but in exchange for this, the strength in the last punch has increased several times!

It's too late, it's fast, it's fast, it's very fast, Mingshu's punch hit Jueyuan's body in a real way, and pieces of golden-colored light splashed from the place where his fist and Jueyuan's body met, and the two powerful energies of one attack and one defense also began to erode each other, without giving in.

One minute, two minutes, three minutes......

After a full five minutes, the two powerful and crazy energies were still impacting each other without the slightest intention of stopping, affecting the entire courtyard today, producing a golden and blue color diaphragm.

At this moment, there were already a lot of people gathered outside the diaphragm, and Chenxin looked at the scene inside the diaphragm with some concern, for fear that something would happen to his master, after all, the Ming Shu Daoist had fallen into a state of madness in order to win at the moment.

He had tried to enter a few times before, but with his current strength, he couldn't help the slightest diaphragm, so he frowned in a hurry, and his hands were clenched into fists. Not only him, but many other disciples, as well as the heads of various schools of Shaolin Temple, also began to discuss and speculate about the final result of the battle between the two.

"Amitabha, even if I am so far away, and I can feel the power of the punch of the Ming Shu Daoist even if I am so far away, and there is that two-color diaphragm as a barrier, can our abbot really carry it in the end?"

"I don't know, but I heard that a big battle broke out between the abbot and the Mingshu Daoist a few years ago, and the final result ended in a draw, so I think even if I lose this time, it shouldn't be too outrageous, right?"

"Hmph, fart! What do you know? Senior Brother Abbot's Vajra Bodhi Seat has been cultivated to the realm of Dacheng, and his defense is invincible! How can he lose? Wait and see. Jueyou, who has always been short-tempered, burst into a foul mouth and snorted coldly.

And after a while, the fist momentum of the Ming Shu Daoist began to recede sharply, and after only a dozen seconds, the royal blue fist shadow had disappeared, and he himself was shocked back by a counterattack force for a hundred meters, and the two-color light mask around the courtyard was also suddenly shattered, turning into a wave of energy shock and spreading out in a ring to the surroundings.

"Disciples, be careful!

After Jue You's loud shout, he and the disciples who were fighting outside retreated one after another, and they could avoid the impact range of the ring shock.

Click......

After everyone stabilized their figures, they couldn't wait to look at the courtyard, and when they saw that Jueyuan had turned into the size of his body at this moment, the Buddha light on his body was so dim that it almost disappeared, and there was still a trace of blood on the corner of his mouth.

Hearing this, Jueyou immediately smiled bitterly and shook his head: "Can't you see this?" this time the result is only afraid that it is the same as a few years ago, and the two ended in a draw. ”

After hearing this, Chen Xin also secretly sighed in his heart, and said in his heart: "Is this Qin Fan's competitor this time? Then I will go to this Daomen Conference even more to see what kind of miracle Qin Fan can create this time." ”

......

In the courtyard, the Ming Shudao who had been shocked back before swept in front of Jueyuan at this moment, and after looking at the trace of blood hanging from the corner of his mouth, he burst into a foul mouth, with a look of defeat and loss.

"Amitabha, the old man has said before, the strength of you and me is between the best, but the old man advises you to listen to a word of persuasion, now your realm is already very high, if the competitive heart is still so deep, then I am afraid that it will become a resistance to your progress, in a few years, maybe you will not be the opponent of the old man. ”

Ming Shudao pouted his lips with a nonchalant face after hearing this, and didn't take Jueyuan's words to heart at all, although Buddhism has been a family since ancient times, but after all, he and Jueyuan have taken two completely different paths, in his opinion, he can have today's achievements because of his competitive heart, even heaven and earth dare to fight, let alone people.

"Jueyuan, you don't talk about your great truths in a tone of lesson and poor Taoism, and you have reached this point, do you think I will change the path I took because of your few words? That is simply impossible. ”

After speaking, Ming Shu Daoist sat down on a white jade platform in the courtyard that was still intact, took out the Go game from the ring and beckoned to Jueyuan: "Come on! A few years ago, you and I were equal in combat strength, and chess skills were also equal. And today, although Poor Dao still can't beat you in terms of combat power, this chess power, hmph, can beat you. ”

Jueyuan smiled when he heard this, and secretly said in his heart that in this life, he would not want to change Mingshu's competitive heart.

Immediately, Jueyuan also walked over, and after asking the surrounding disciples to disperse and arrange their own affairs, they began to quietly play with Mingshu, and each time he fell a son, he thought about it for dozens of seconds, a few minutes, or even more than ten minutes, and they arranged their own layouts, fighting openly and secretly.

Half a day has passed in the blink of an eye, and this game has still not been decided.

"Master, the disciple has something to say. ”

After hearing the voice of Chenxin outside the door, Jueyuan thought for another four or five minutes and let him in: "What's the matter?"

After Chenxin came in, he first glanced at the game between the two, secretly exclaimed, and then bowed down a scroll and handed it to Jueyuan: "This is the information sent by our outer disciples, please take a look." ”