Chapter 322: The Martial Soul of the Bodhidharma Patriarch
"Why should I give you face!"
Tang Yi said this calmly and leisurely, as if it was a matter of course.
But if someone else had been here, I'm afraid they would have dropped their jaws a long time ago.
Who is this person in front of Tang Yi, but the dignified Shaolin abbot!
And this is not the Shaolin abbot who showed it to the world, after all, martial arts myths have a long lifespan, and it is not a problem to live for a thousand years.
If secular people find out that the abbot of Shaolin has been the same person for hundreds of years, I am afraid it will cause an uproar.
So this Shaolin abbot, as early as a hundred years ago, has retired, but people in the martial arts world, who doesn't know, the whole Shaolin is really in power is this Shaolin abbot.
What kind of place is Shaolin, for thousands of years, the entire Chinese martial arts world of Taishan Beidou, even the Wudang named after it, dare not say that it is higher than Shaolin.
is the head of Wudang, and when he saw this Shaolin abbot, he didn't dare to be like Tang Yi, so directly not to give him face.
"Good! good!"
The Shaolin abbot, seeing that Tang Yi didn't pause at all, directly slapped his old face in front of a bunch of his disciples and grandchildren, Rao is his Buddhism is profound, and it is also a little unbearable.
"Young man, the flesh is strong!"
The Shaolin abbot frowned, and said coldly: "Today, Lao Qu will be taught and taught, how strong are you, you dare not to give Lao Qu face!"
Before the words fell, the Shaolin abbot stretched out his hand and waved, and the bright red robe on his body came out of his body and automatically flew into the air, like a huge curtain, instantly covering the sky and the sun.
directly covered the whole day of heaven and earth, and between heaven and earth, only a piece of red remained.
"Town!"
The abbot of Shaolin suddenly twisted the Buddha recipe in his hand and pointed to Tang Yi.
The robe that covered the sky and the sun suddenly fell to Tang Yi, like a huge pocket, swallowing Tang Yi in one bite and trapping him in it.
I saw that this robe pocket, after being included in Tang Yi, seemed to have turned into a huge balloon, big and small, undulating.
Zhao Yuanren on the side knew that this was Tang Yi fighting with the Shaolin abbot.
I saw that the Shaolin abbot, pinching the Buddha's trick in his hand, and on the shiny big bald head, he was already covered with sweat in an instant, obviously fighting with Tang Yi, and he also tried his best.
Zhao Yuanren on the side, seeing that the Shaolin abbot's brows were furrowing deeper and deeper, and it was obvious that he was about to be unable to resist, and the previous undulating robe instantly calmed down.
"Whew!"
I only heard the Shaolin abbot take a deep breath, and said with relief: "Young people, after all, are young people, but I don't know that ginger is old and spicy, and old people are ......."
Bang!
Before the words fell, I saw that the robe that had covered Tang Yi before had just returned to calm, and it instantly swelled violently, and in less than a second, it was like a balloon that had swelled to the extreme, and it exploded in an instant.
Whoosh!Whoosh......
One after another earth-shattering sword qi erupted in an instant, not only destroying the robe of the Shaolin abbot, but also destroying a lot of the thousand-year-old buildings in Shaolin around the courtyard.
Burst!
And on this side, the Shaolin abbot's face instantly turned the color of pig liver, and with a poof, he directly spit out a mouthful of old blood, and the whole person trembled, looking at Tang Yi who came out of trouble with an incredible face.
"How is that possible?"
"Refining the martial soul into a robe, some ideas!"
Tang Yi looked at the Shaolin abbot, and a look of approval flashed in his eyes.
Just now, Tang Yi was included in the robe, originally only thought that this was some magic weapon handed down from Shaolin, but he didn't expect that there was something in this robe, and under the battle with it, Tang Yi found out.
It turned out that this robe was actually transformed by the martial soul of the Shaolin abbot, and it was draped on his body on weekdays, so others naturally didn't care.
When facing the enemy, if you suddenly release it, you can catch the opponent off guard.
This trick, the Shaolin abbot can be said to have tried and tested.
It's a pity that this time the Shaolin abbot met Tang Yi, others may not have a move, but for martial spirits, Tang Yi can be described as a killer-level character, just today, Tang Yi has broken Zhao Tingyou, Zhao Yuanren, Wu Daozi, three martial arts mythical martial souls.
For other opponents, the Shaolin abbot, all of a sudden release of the robe martial spirit, can play a surprise effect of attacking its unpreparedness.
However, for Tang Yi, who has both offense and defense, and whose attack power and defense are almost perfect, if the first move of this robe martial soul fails to cause damage to Tang Yi.
The rest is equivalent to this Shaolin abbot, who directly gave half of his life to Tang Yi to kill.
The robe martial soul had just been broken by Tang Yi, and the Shaolin abbot suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood from the boss, and half of his life was lost in an instant, and the whole person instantly withered a lot.
"Awesome!"
The Shaolin abbot looked at Tang Yi with a pale face, looking a little shocked and afraid.
"I didn't expect that Lao Wei has been in Shaolin retreat for decades, and there is actually a little benefactor in this world, such an amazing and brilliant demonic character, it is really a talented person from generation to generation, and each has led the way for hundreds of years!"
"After the White Slash City, I'm afraid that only you, the little donor, have the most hope of impacting the legendary and ethereal holy realm!"
This was the second time, Tang Yi heard that someone was again, comparing himself to Bai Slashing City, Tang Yi suddenly frowned, looking a little displeased.
Tang Yi is Tang Yi, and it will never be a copy of someone else.
What's more, in Tang Yi's opinion, even if Bai Slash City is rumored to be powerful, so what.
Soon, Tang Yi will have to deal with Bai Shaochen, and he will inevitably clash with Bai Shaochen.
Tang Yi was confident that he would face this Bai Slash City, who was regarded as a mythical figure in legends by countless martial arts myths.
Tang Yi is also confident that he will win the battle with it.
"Amitabha!"
I saw this Shaolin abbot, suddenly clasped his hands together, turned his words, and chanted the Buddha's name.
"It's a pity that such an amazing and brilliant rising star is going to die at the hands of Lao Ke today, it's really Lao Ga's sin!"
The voice did not fall.
Airplanes!
I saw that the Shaolin abbot threw the string of Buddhist beads in his hand into the air.
Om, well, what, horn, mic, boom!
On the string of Buddha beads, eighteen Buddha beads, among which the human form is illusory, chanting the Buddha number in unison.
Every three people read a word, and as soon as the note came out, it instantly turned into six 'swastika' Buddha seals, which were divided into six directions, up and down, front and back, left and right, and six directions, completely trapping Tang Yi in a fixed space.
Whoosh!Whoosh......
At the same time, among the beads of Buddha, a golden light shot out in unison, turning into human figures covered in golden light, and rushed towards Tang Yi, who was trapped.
"Amitabha!"
I saw the Shaolin abbot clasping his hands together again, showing compassion on his face.
"To be surpassed by the martial soul left by the Bodhidharma Patriarch, little benefactor, this is your blessing!"