Chapter 905: Elbow Turned Out
Of course, this is not a god palm, this is the Buddha Zen Buddha's Vajra mudra, the palm print is condensed from the purest internal strength, when the general Buddhist master makes this move, there is no earth-shattering momentum of the gray-clothed monk, at most it is just a palm to shoot out, showing a five-finger size handprint. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 infoBut this old monk didn't have any clapping action at all, the Vajra mudra had condensed more than ten times larger out of thin air, the grass and trees on the shore of the lake were blown to pieces, and the golden qi in the palm print rose slightly, almost condensing into a substantial Buddha palm!
Bang!
When this palm was pressed down, the earth shook, the dust flew, and the fallen leaves on the lakeside flew up one after another, like a strong wind transiting, flying sand and stones, full of gloom, the air flow surged wildly everywhere, and the loud noise was endless......
From this catastrophic smoke and dust, a sharp sword aura suddenly shot out, and with the momentum of a meteor, it rushed straight towards the gray-clothed old monk's face!
Since you have already made the first move, there is no politeness to be polite! Ye Fan escaped the catastrophe of the King Kong Great Handprint, and the flying sword immediately launched a counterattack.
In the eyes of the monk, it is not just a sword attack, but thousands of resentful souls who died under the sword of victory and evil to kill together, and the terrifying scene around has become a hell!
The light in the monk's eyes was like two red exercises, flying backwards, his palms were folded, and a string of Sanskrit sounds were chanted from his mouth, like an ethereal heavenly sound, word by word, and spit out!
"I, well, what, horn, mic, moo!"
Every time a syllable is recited, a Buddha light rolls out of the monk's body, sweeping away the resentment that emerges in front of him, and when all the six-character mantras are recited, there is only the flying sword of victory and evil in his eyes!
Sonorous!
With a pair of fleshy palms, the monk actually firmly clamped the sword of victory over evil!
"What a powerful bald donkey!" Ye Fan couldn't help but feel angry in his heart, this old monk's strength was only higher than him, not lower, and he could hold the flying sword, which was enough to prove that his cultivation was above the middle stage of the innate stage!
The monk smiled with a bodhisattva smile on his face, and said lightly: "Amitabha, the donor is young, and his cultivation is so profound, it can be seen that he is a person with great wisdom roots." It's just that the donor's body is too angry, and even this sword has been contaminated with infinite evil obstacles, so why not work with the poor monks, put aside worldly likes and dislikes, enter the deep mountains, and the six roots are pure, and cultivate into positive results?"
"Hey, old guy, you're preaching to me, open your eyes and see, can Lingguang Temple accommodate the dragon uncle!
This monk's attempt to convert him to Buddhism made Ye Fan even more angry, thinking of Long Qianqiu, who was imprisoned by Qingfeng Zhenren that day, losing his freedom of movement, like a trapped beast in a cage, Ye Fan couldn't tolerate the monk's unashamed words.
The sword of the Victory Evil Sword protruded, trembling in the hands of the monk, and the sound of the dragon's groan faintly sounded, as if it was about to get out of trouble!
The monk's complexion changed slightly, his palms were suddenly plated with a layer of golden light, shining his withered and thin cheeks, his cheekbones were reflected in red, and he resisted the flying sword with all his bare hands, but it was not something that could be done with his hands, it consumed a large amount of internal qi!
The pair of fleshy palms gradually became golden and shining, as if they were made of pure gold, not like human hands.
"Mighty King Kong Palm?" Ye Fan snorted coldly, his face didn't matter, and deep down he didn't dare to underestimate the monk.
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