Chapter 1178: A Finger Through the Stone
Ye Feng saw the Taoist monk reciting the six-character mantra, using the sound wave as a weapon to shock people's minds.
What is strange is that while reciting the six-character Great Ming Mantra, Master Mingyue's voice is unusually soft, and there is no deafening sensation that shocks the heart, but there is a overwhelming pressure, like a giant hammer falling on its head.
Ye Feng immediately understood that Master Mingyue did not use the sound wave as a weapon, but combined the incense wish power with the Buddha mantra to attack himself with his mental power.
Boom, Ye Feng's thoughts condensed into a shield above his head, blocking the hammer of thoughts that fell on his head.
After a huge earthquake, Ye Feng took two steps back, secretly surprised, and a faint pain came from the sea of consciousness in the center of his eyebrows, although he blocked Master Mingyue's telekinetic attack, it was also affected.
Master Mingyue's mental power was definitely the strongest among all the masters he had ever seen, and Ye Feng was also the first time to deal with the mental power attack of the combination of Buddhist mantra and incense wishing power.
Ye Feng was surprised in his heart, and Master Mingyue was even more shocked than him.
Master Mingyue has been in retreat for 30 years, not hiding in the cave to meditate and participate in meditation, but sealing himself in the Buddha statue of Xuankong Temple, not eating or drinking, only sucking the incense and wishing power of all living believers.
In the past thirty years, the incense power that Master Mingyue has absorbed is enough to reach the heaven-level realm, coupled with his own internal strength, he has cultivated to the peak of innate strength, and the combined power of the two exceeds that of any innate level realm ancient martial arts master.
I didn't expect the first battle out of the customs, I thought that the power of a thought could seriously injure Ye Feng, but I didn't expect that the defensive shield condensed by Ye Feng's mental power was extremely tough, and he only took two steps back, and he was like no one.
What made Master Mingyue even more incomprehensible was that Ye Feng did not have the internal strength of an ancient martial artist on his body, but after he attacked with a thought, he clearly felt that there was a powerful energy in Ye Feng's body.
If this powerful energy is not the internal force of ordinary ancient martial artists, there is only one possibility, that is, the mana that ancient martial artists are very difficult to cultivate.
"Amitabha, I didn't expect that the little benefactor would practice such a strong mana, no wonder I was able to defeat the heads of the two ancient martial arts sects in a row, and I could easily block my Buddha mantra attacks. The little donor's mental power is outstanding, I'll try your skills again. ”
"Yo, the master deserves to be called a master, and those guys who deceive the world and steal their fame are different, you can see at a glance that I am practicing mana, admire. ”
Master Mingyue is well-informed, and he can distinguish whether Ye Feng is using mana or not internal force, but he only guesses half of it, he can't imagine that Ye Feng has already obtained the bloodline inheritance of the primeval god clan, has a godhead, and exerts not only mana but divine power.
After knowing that Ye Feng was using mana, Master Mingyue was in high spirits and had a sense of challenge.
He gently stretched out his right hand, his hand was like a flower, his dry fingers were half curled and half relaxed, and between those fingers there was a faint golden light, and the treasure was solemn, and the entire right hand was plated with a layer of golden light.
At the moment when the golden light was at its hottest, his finger lightly touched Ye Feng.
Xuankong Temple's flower finger.
Ye Feng felt a stormy wave of pressure, and shot out.
This old monk has a lot of tricks, Ye Feng didn't dare to underestimate this flower finger strength, his wrist rotated and pushed, his body lightly to one side, and with the help of force, he moved the flowers and trees, and unloaded the monstrous energy to the feet next to him.
Boom, the strength of the flower fingers is not trivial, and the bluestone under Ye Feng's feet is forced out of a small pit with the thickness of a deep finger.
If this hits the body, it won't add a bloody hole.
Master Mingyue was slightly stunned, this kid actually moved flowers and trees, and led his fingers to the ground.
Let's see if it's your grafting fast, or my fingers.
He stretched out his thin fingers, volleying in the air, his expression relaxed, but exuding a suffocating murderous aura.
As soon as I clicked sixteen fingers in a row, I heard the sound of fluttering, and it was endless.
After Master Mingyue's sixteenth fingers, Ye Feng was not idle, he was very busy.
In the eyes of the onlookers, he was like a dancer, waving his hands in mid-air, making circles and circles, his movements were elegant and gentle, but he unloaded the sixteen majestic fingers on the floor tiles.
The scene on the playing field was very eerie, everything was silent, as if it was a hilarious pantomime.
Master Mingyue's fingers were in the air, and Ye Feng on the opposite side danced wildly in the air, without a sound, but under Ye Feng's feet, it seemed that a firecracker had been specially detonated, and the banging sound kept sounding, and the rubble was splashing.
After a while, with Ye Feng as the center, the ground, which was smooth as a mirror just now, became pitted, full of small holes as thick as fingers.
Master Mingyue's face became more and more solemn, Ye Feng's Flower Shifting Wood was very flexible, even if the dead Flower Shifting Palace Master was resurrected, I am afraid it would not be as vivid as his use.
Ye Feng smiled faintly: "Master Mingyue, your flower fingers are really strong, you gave me so many flower fingers, how about I also give you a finger." ”
"What do you mean?"
"Look at my piercing stone. ”
Ye Feng hit the third form of the emperor's four hits, piercing the stone.
The Thai Emperor's four strikes are boxing methods, and Ye Feng has a new understanding of this set of boxing methods in the past few days.
For the first type of surge, he created a sevenfold surge, and in the duel with Mr. Mo, he had an idea, and sublimated the sevenfold surge to a ninefold surge, defeating Mr. Mo.
Ye Feng didn't know how to finger, but looking at Master Mingyue's flower fingers, his movements were elegant, and his whole body was condensed with one finger, which was very similar to the third type of piercing stone hit by the Emperor Tai's fourth.
The piercing stone of the emperor's four blows is to condense the divine power of the whole body in the heart of the fist and hit it with one blow.
Inspired by Master Mingyue's flower finger, Ye Feng condensed all his divine power on his index finger, and also learned from Master Mingyue's appearance.
However, according to the gourd, it was slightly rough, with only a trace of divine power, and it sounded from the fingertips and shot out, and it was not lethal.
Master Mingyue was taken aback at first, he had already prepared, and stretched out his thin palm, and a faint golden light flashed from his thin palm, blocking Ye Feng's fingers.
The wisp of finger strength was too weak, and it gently flicked between the thin palms of Master Mingyue, like morning dew, evaporating in an instant, leaving no trace.
Master Mingyue showed a faint smile, shook his head and sighed lightly: "Little donor, it took me twenty years to vomit and hurt people, you just imitate my posture, how can you imitate it? Don't look at my simple finger, which contains more than ten kinds of luck methods." ”
The first finger failed, and Ye Feng felt a little hot on his face, but he didn't give up.
He smiled disapprerovingly: "I'm just playing casually, it turns out that there are still a lot of subtleties in it, but I am confident, I will point it again, and the master will take it." ”
Master Mingyue shook his head helplessly, his expression was full of disdain, and stretched out his thin palm: "Okay, seeing that you are obsessed, I will take your finger again." ”
(End of chapter)