Knife after knife, the inner power of the monk was endless, and he kept slashing at Li Muchan, and the cracks in front of him were amazing. Li Muchan's thumb was pressed out one by one, and in the snort, it collided with the Dharma knife in the air, and suddenly the wind surged, sweeping the snow. In the blink of an eye, after more than twenty strokes, the two of them sank a foot in the middle, and the snow was swept away, revealing the stones on the ground. These stones are strangely shaped, like reefs, and it can be seen that this place was a seaside in ancient times, and the traces of sea erosion are obvious, and they have been covered by ice and snow, and have not been eroded by wind and rain. Li Muchan came from later generations and knew the principle of crustal changes, and after a few glances, he felt that there should be good things here, and things on the bottom of the sea were very strange. But at this time, there was no time to visit, and the Dharma knife was as tight as a knife, and it was tight. Li Muchan shook his head helplessly, stretched out his left hand that had been hidden in his sleeve, pressed his thumb from afar, and roared softly, and his fingers surged out, heading straight for the monk Xinjue. The monk stretched out his fist and slammed it. "Bang!" There was a muffled sound, and the monk shook his head and took a step back. His eyes lit up, and he glared at Li Muchan in surprise, then stepped forward and punched again. Li Muchan swayed, moved three feet horizontally, and a "woo" whistle swept past his side, and his clothes were hunting, like a violent wind. "What kind of boxing is this?" asked Li Yujiao in surprise. A middle-aged woman said, "Luohan Divine Fist." "Luohan Divine Fist?" Li Yujiao turned her head and looked over: "Isn't there an Arhat Fist?" "Luohan Fist is the introductory boxing method of Luohan Divine Fist, which is very shallow, but the martial arts of Landa Temple are like this, no matter how rough and shallow kung fu is, when practiced to a high and profound realm, it can also exert great power, this Arhat Divine Fist is like this, and the strength of the fist can break through the air. The middle-aged woman said. "And such a fist?" Li Yujiao shook her head. The middle-aged woman said: "However, it is not easy to practice Arhat Boxing to a high and profound realm, and special methods are needed............ Ordinary martial arts people will make a few moves of Arhat boxing, it seems that the Landa Temple has suffered a loss, and has been stolen to learn martial arts, but in fact, it is not the mind of the Landa Temple, which can be described as exquisite......"...... This is what the boss said. "What's exquisite?" asked Li Yujiao. The middle-aged woman said: "The head of the analysis of this move is to invite fame, such as the spring rain moistens things silently, everyone has learned Luohan boxing, and there is naturally a little closeness to the Landa Temple, which is human nature." "Well, that's reasonable, this Rota Temple is really insidious!" Li Yujiao snorted coldly. "Bang, bang, bang!bang!" A series of muffled sounds sounded, attracting Li Yujiao's attention, she hurriedly turned her head to look over, but saw Li Muchan and the monk of Xinjue entangled together. .............................. Li Yujiao's heart was brought up again, just now he fought like that, Senior Brother Zhan Ran didn't suffer a loss, the Canghai Divine Finger and the Dharma Knife are indistinguishable, even if there is an Arhat Divine Fist, there is nothing to be done. She secretly speculated that Senior Brother Zhan Ran must have cultivated the Nine Turns of the Pulp Washing Sutra, otherwise, the internal strength would not have been so deep and growing so rapidly. But the close-quarters sticking is different, not only to test the internal force, but also to test the subtlety of the moves, the internal force of the Canghai Sword School is unique, but the moves are a little worse, especially the kung fu in the hands, not as good as the Canghai Nine Swords. She raised her voice and shouted, "Senior Brother Zhanran, use your sword!" But seeing two shadows mixed together in the snow, one jade white and one gray, mixed with each other and difficult to see, she turned her head to look at a middle-aged woman: "Aunt Zhao, what's wrong?" "It's too fast, I can't see clearly." The middle-aged woman looked solemn. Li Yujiao exclaimed: "I didn't expect Senior Brother Zhan Ran to be so powerful in palm work!" It is not easy to fight with the Xinjue monk to such an extent, the Xinjue monk is known as an outstanding disciple of the Lantuo Temple once in a hundred years, and he is on a par with Wen Yinyue, the cold lotus fairy of the Canghai Sword Sect. In a series of muffled sounds of "bang, bang, bang......", Li Muchan and the monk of Xinjue fought faster and faster, their fists and palms intersected, and their strength was agitated. Snowflakes flew around them, splashing in all directions, revealing a reef around the two of them, and the hard snow was squeezed by the force. Li Muchan suddenly laughed: "Master Xinjue, I'm going to use a trick, be careful!" "Come on!" Monk Xinjue shouted in a deep voice. The two of them were stunned, showing their figures, and their bodies were not messy at all, unlike after a fierce fight, a calm and calm style, both of them had the atmosphere of high monks. Li Muchan let out a long roar, his hands turned jade-colored, and then he conjured up eight hands, pressing towards the Xinjue monk, as if six more hands had grown on his body. The whistling rumbled far away, and the whole day was shaken. ,

Li Yujiao's heart shook when she heard this, and she turned her head to look at the middle-aged woman, both of whom were pale, hurt by this whistling, she smiled, and put their palms on their vests. She practiced the Nine Turns of the Washing the Pulp Sutra, and her internal strength was deep and pure, and after she crossed over, the two middle-aged women both breathed a sigh of relief and sighed: "What a powerful internal force...... Li Yujiao smiled, after practicing the Nine Turns of the Pulp Sutra, how could the internal strength not be deep? "Amitabha Buddha ......" The monk closed his eyes slightly, and announced the Buddha's name, and the treasure was solemn, just like an old monk entering the meditation. This Buddha horn is vast and ancient, as if it came from ancient time and space, directly touching people's hearts and souls, and the mind is instantly quiet, without desire and desire. He didn't move, waiting for Li Muchan's eight palms to come to him, and with a flicker, his body turned into eight shadows, and each shadow smashed out a punch, which should be on the eight palms. ............ "Bang!" Stones flew and snow splashed, and both of them retreated a dozen or so steps. Li Muchan let out a long laugh, and before the snowflakes and stones landed, he pounced on them again like ghosts, and a string of palm shadows slapped down. A Zhongmu woman lost her voice and said, "Arhat Divine Fist!" "What kind of martial arts is this?" Li Yujiao asked. She secretly decided that after she went back, she would study the martial arts of various sects and factions, so as not to be lonely and embarrassed, and this feeling of blindness was extremely bad. The middle-aged woman said: "I heard the head of the house, the Arhat Boxing of the Naroda Temple is a series, the Arhat Boxing is the entry, and the deeper layer is the Arhat Divine Boxing, the fist is strong through the body, hurting people invisibly, and the power is incomparable, but the Arhat Divine Fist has a higher level, called the Arhat Divine Fist, which is more powerful and incredibly powerful............ This arhat divine fist is beyond the scope of martial arts, it belongs to the Buddhist supernatural powers, and it is not something that can be achieved by the cultivation of people in the martial arts, and it needs to be blessed by Buddhism. "So powerful?" Li Yujiao frowned and asked, "Then what is the power of this Arhat Divine Fist?" The middle-aged woman shook her head: "I don't know either...... The head said that the Arhat Divine Fist is the town temple of the Naroda Temple, and it needs to be profound to a certain level of Buddhism in order to comprehend its essence, and it is generally the old monks of the Naroda Temple who will go to the enlightenment, and those old monks have no intention of fighting, and will not go out of the temple to do it with others, unless someone breaks into the Naroda Temple, but no one is so bold now...... "...... The last time I evaluated the martial arts of the Landa Temple, the head of the sect had inadvertently said that there was no successor to the Landa Temple, and no one had practiced this arhat divine fist for a hundred years...... "...... I didn't expect this Xinjue monk to be so powerful!" Li Yujiao smiled faintly: "So what, I don't think he is the opponent of Senior Brother Zhan Ran!" The middle-aged woman shook her head and said: "Since the head of the sect said that this punch method is incredible, it naturally has its amazing points, and the young lady can't be too optimistic." Li Yujiao pursed her lips, but did not refute. Li Muchan performed the Dragon Slaying Eight Style, he was the first time to completely perform it, leaving no spare strength, and the battle with the Heart Monk Monk, he felt a lot, and the deeper his comprehension of the Dragon Slaying Eight Style. Each style is driven by spiral force, for ordinary people, can not stand a move at all, but the heart of the monk's boxing is very strange, rigid and soft, yin and yang mutual, spiral force drilled into, quickly dissipated into the invisible, this strange boxing method can dissolve all internal force. While admiring the extraordinary learning of the Landa Temple, he urged his internal force to perform the lamp-burning technique, and suddenly grew eight more arms on his hand. As far as the eye can see, it is as if sixteen hands are covered at the same time. "Bang, bang, bang!" Monk Xinjue received three palms in an instant. Like a ball being knocked away, he flipped in the air, flew more than a dozen feet away, was knocked into the snow, and disappeared. "Good!" Li Yujiao exclaimed. .................. Li Muchan shook his head and floated towards that side. He understands that the horizontal practice of the monk is also very profound, and these three palms, with his strange fist strength, should be able to dissolve a lot, so as not to defeat him. He swept halfway, and there was a sudden shock under his feet, and there was a muffled "bang", and the snowflakes exploded, and the inner monk was wrapped in a ball of snowflakes and pounced. "Bang bang bang!" Li Muchan retreated, and the monk attacked, one retreated, the other advanced, and the two of them swept against the snow. After more than a dozen moves, Li Muchan counterattacked and attacked, sixteen hands patted down, and the monk retreated, and the two of them did not touch the ground, and swept down the mountain with snowflakes. "Bang bang ......" The muffled sound is endless. Li Yujiao wanted to follow the past, but was stopped by two middle-aged women. "You can only see it clearly in the past!" Li Yujiao turned her head impatiently. The two middle-aged women shook their heads, and one said, "Miss, with the skills of these two people, it's useless for us to go over, we can't stop it." Another middle-aged woman said: "Yes, Miss, the two of them have deep skills and wonderful martial arts, we can't interfere, let's watch here." ”,

At this time, more than a dozen people floated over from afar and soon arrived at Li Yujiao's side. Li Yujiao turned her head and saw that these dozen people were all young people, two women, and more than a dozen men, all of whom were young heroes and had good cultivation. Li Yujiao didn't walk in the martial arts, and she didn't recognize them. "It's Miss Li of Shengxue Peak, right?" a handsome young man smiled with his fists clenched. Li Yujiao frowned, nodded indifferently, turned her head to look at the bottom of the mountain, the two had already fought halfway up the mountain, and the shadows of their fists were all over the sky, and they couldn't see the winner. The handsome young man was not angry, and said with a smile: "In Xia Yang Zhiyuan, I have heard the name of Shengxue Peak for a long time. "What is the relationship between Shaoxia and Jin Yuanyang's family?" asked a middle-aged woman. "Under the Yang Sect, disciples. Yang Zhiyuan smiled. The middle-aged woman suddenly said: "It turns out that he is also a famous brother!" "Haha, master, it's boring for us to entangle for too long, and one punch will determine the winner!" Li Muchan's loud laughter came from everyone's ears. "It couldn't be better!" said the monk in a deep voice. The voices of the two were condensed but not dispersed, and they reached everyone's ears. Everyone looked stunned, stopped talking, and turned to look down at the two people halfway up the mountain. Sixteen palm prints disappeared, Li Muchan froze and did not move, and then let out a long roar from his mouth, first leisurely like a dragon's groan, and then higher and higher, like a dragon flying nine heavens, like a thunder bombardment, the whole heaven and earth are his whistling. More than a dozen young people didn't care about anything else, and immediately sat cross-legged on the snow to exercise pranayama, even so, in the midst of the whistling, their blood and qi shook, and their internal force was like an uncontrollable galloping horse, rushing left and right. .................. "Amitabha Buddha one by one" a Buddha horn sounded slowly, like a huge bell hanging in the sky, the bell floated down, and the clear sound flowed straight into the hearts of everyone. "Poof!poof!poof!poof......" More than a dozen young people raised their heads and spewed out a mouthful of blood. This Yoyo Buddha did not soothe people's hearts, but added fuel to the fire. Everyone was already injured by Li Muchan's whistling, and at this time, the power was not inferior to the whistling, the two sounds were superimposed, and the power was doubled, and everyone was immediately injured. Li Muchan had already howled once before, Li Yujiao was on guard, and as soon as she heard the whistle, she immediately pressed the vests of the two middle-aged women, so that they could avoid a catastrophe. The whistling sound and the Buddha's horn vibrated in the air, entangled and condensed, and then everyone spewed out again. Hot-blooded, I secretly regret it in my heart, what a lively place to come, it's really a disaster. "Bang ......" a muffled sound exploded in everyone's ears. Everyone felt a thunderclap in the clear sky, their hairs stood on end, and their minds went blank for a moment. Then, when everyone came back to their senses, they only felt that the ground was shaking, and they thought it was an illusion, and then a woman screamed: "Avalanche!" Li Yujiao was the most sober, and clearly saw the avalanche cracking, and then collapsed down. They are located on the top of the mountain, and the reef is exposed at their feet, which is caused by the use of force just now by Li Muchan and the monk Xinjue, and they are not affected, but their feet are shaking and their standing is unstable. "Boom ......" is like a flash flood, heavy snow rolling down, and collapsing piece by piece. Li Yujiao's face changed: "Senior Brother Zhanran!" she was about to rush down, and her two arms were grabbed by death. "Miss, you can't go down!" The two middle-aged women's faces changed greatly, and they hurriedly shouted: "No matter how high your martial arts are, you will die if you encounter this!" "What about Zhan Ran's senior brothers and friends!" Li Yujiao shook her arms and was about to shake the two of them. The two women hugged her arm, the corners of her mouth were red, and she was in a hurry to hurt the two of them. "Miss, you can't go down anyway!" "Get out of the way!" Li Yujiao stomped her feet and glared at the two of them anxiously. The two girls hugged her and cast a jack pendant, and they wanted to stop her. "Boom ......" The ground is still shaking, the snow is falling, and the sky is full of white expanse, like a monstrous wave soaring into the sky. PS Yintian can only be one shift, it's not good, I want to catch a cold, see if I can rest. (To be continued)