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Syllable!

In the chaotic furnace, the young monk shook his palms again, and his whole body bloomed with black and gold Buddha light, and the true qi of the Buddha Gate exuded a cold and gloomy atmosphere.

The furnace wall is highlighted, and another palm print emerges, Su Qinian's turtle and snake fist true intention prototype is too blazing, he connects the heaven and earth in the depths of the void in the underworld, and leads the life vitality of the heaven and earth under the earth.

Airplanes!

The Chaos Furnace was several zhang high, and at this moment, as Su Qiannian and the two fought each other, the air in a radius of more than twenty zhang was distorted and shattered, revealing a pale vacuum world.

The air in all directions collapsed, and the magnificent momentum made the long street more and more quiet, the people in the market did not show their traces, and the martial arts masters duel, as they are now, they will be injured if they rub it, and they will die if they touch it.

In the distance, there are some figures on the roof, pavilions and pavilions, all of whom happen to be in the nearby Jianghu martial arts in this Yangzhou city, and even the alternate dragon guards and dragon guards who have come out of the Dragon Guardian Villa.

"The turtle and snake fist of Wudang Zhuji actually played such a meteorological effect in the hands of this son, and gave birth to such a broad and true meaning. ”

"Occasionally, it seems that there is a young master who has just come out of the lineage of Qingyang Peak in Wudang, Hubei Province. ”

"Descending to the Third Ming King's Body"? Isn't the descendant of this generation of Daming Temple the little Ming King who points directly to the dragon and tiger list? Who is this young monk? I have never seen or heard of it, is it the rising star of Daming Temple that has been hidden in the snow for many years, but this Buddhist family is ...... in meteorology?"

There are many martial arts people in Yangzhou City who frown, and they want to stop talking. Those who can comprehend the "Descending the Third Ming King Body" have always been gifted and perceptive in Daming Temple, but "Descending the Third Ming King Body" has always been magnificent. Known as the third king, he is eternal and immovable. But at this moment, from the hands of the young monk in the ink monk's robe, the temperament is completely different.

Deep in the Dragon Guard.

The middle-aged Confucian stood under the green bamboo, sighed, and said: "King Ming reversed, the netherworld appeared, and the body of the third Ming King really deserved its name." ”

At the end of the long street, the mixed yuan flame melted gold and iron, and the young monk Qier withdrew. His eyes were very cold, and with the addition of the mixed yuan flame, the power of his fist was shocking, and he was covered in black gold Buddha light, without the slightest damage, and at this time he showed a look of pity, and said: "Very good, your fist technique is considered to be in the hall, but it's a pity." If you have built a foundation and the true qi of the inner family is nurtured, you may not be able to fight with me, and you must know that the secret is complete. You're not alone!"

Rumble!

The next moment, the young monk's eyes burst into black gold Buddha light, like two sharp arrows. Hitting the wall of the furnace, there was a sound of gold and iron.

Followed by. He raised one hand, and the dark and gloomy black gold Buddha light converged in the palm of his finger. This is a strange Buddhism true qi, and Su Qinian can't feel the compassion and masculinity of the people in Buddhism at all.

In an instant, one of the young monk's hands was like black gold, emitting a cold metallic light.

Burst!

With just one palm, the Chaos Forge was pierced alive.

The Chaos Furnace turned from solid to empty, Su Qiannian stopped in time, but he was also shocked back more than ten zhang, his fist was bleeding, and the blood dripped like chaos, and Su Qinian didn't realize it, his eyes were condensed, and the bleeding hand grasped the handle of the knife behind his back.

Boom!

Raising a knife for more than ten days, just to get out of the sheath, the light will shine forever, and the evil will be cut off!

It is still the first knife of retirement, but it is no longer the prototype of true meaning, this knife fell into the eyes of many martial arts people in Yangzhou City, Jianghu in the distance, as if a **** sun rose into the sky, and the blazing sun tore every inch of the dark corner of the earth.

"It's a disgusting knife technique. ”

The young monk's eyes became gloomy, he waved his palm, and there seemed to be an ancient Buddha shadow behind him, this Buddha was born with three sides and eight arms, the whole body was dark blue, holding a bowl, a pestle, a stick, a knife, a wheel, and a sword Six kinds of weapons, the black gold flame behind it was steaming, squeezing out a dark pure land in the true intention of the great sun.

Clang!

He waved his palm and shook Su Qinian with a knife.

Click!

A large crack with a length of twenty or thirty zhang spread out, and this kind of destructive power made many people in the martial arts in the Quartet staggered, that is, the master duel of the general third-rate Xiaocheng and the hungry tiger jumping over the stream, most of them could not have such a momentum.

"Wudang Qingyang Peak's "Retirement Knife", Wudang's rare first-class superior sword technique, rumored to be the pinnacle of perfection, can cut off a trace of destiny trajectory, not a top martial arts, but better than top martial arts. ”

"The Body of the Third Ming King", the peerless martial arts created by a top person who achieved the pure Yang Yuan God in the first generation of Daming Temple, forging the third Ming King, the eternal and immovable King Kong body, a knife and a palm, although the two are far less than the eighty-one young men on the Dragon and Tiger list, they are enough to occupy a place among their peers. ”

Successfully build a foundation, open up the world, and give birth to a third-rate master of the true qi of the inner family, it is enough to become a person with a head and face in a county, and after a hundred years, it may not be impossible to achieve a third-rate martial arts family, not to mention Su Qinian and this cold monk who bears the inheritance of Daming Temple's "Descending the Third Ming King's Body", is an ordinary third-rate Xiaocheng, a master of the hungry tiger jumping stream, in the eyes of everyone, they may not be the opponents of the two.

Shout!

After a knife, Su Qinian took out the knife again, and took a second knife, he kept his true intentions, the knife was sharp for many days, the earth fire was bright, and the gentleman's backbone, this knife was cut out today, and the tip of the knife burst out of the mixed yuan knife gas that was nearly seven inches long, and the air was like a cracked silk, and a vacuum knife road extended towards the monk.

Clang!

It seems that the real King Kong does not move, the body is not cast, the young monk is like a black monk hunting and moving, his palm is like black gold casting, the real air turns, the palm of the palm is straight to the edge of the knife, bursting out a series of thumb-sized blazing sparks, the bluestone slabs that have been washed away for many years are melted, showing a charred black, enough pit the size of a baby's fist.

Boom!

When the knife fell, the young monk took a step back, his feet fell like a mountain town, and more than a dozen bluestone slabs cracked and shattered.

The third knife!

The sword light was like thunder and lightning, and the heavenly punishment was coming, and the young monk's pupils showed a trace of undetectable fear, but it soon turned into hideous and unruly.

"King Ming is born in reverse, the netherworld appears, take me a pestle!"

As if the palm made of black gold penetrated the void, he actually took the inky black vajra from the dark blue Buddha shadow in one hand, and the young monk waved the pitch-black vajra and shook the third sword.

Syllable!

This blow was like the Heavenly Divine Bell ringing, the Heavenly Soldiers beat the Divine Drum, and the magnificent trills made the Quartet sound sound from time to time, which was the people living on the long street who could not withstand the sound waves and mental oppression generated by the collision of forces, and their bodies were damaged and their five organs trembled.

Su Qinian changed color, but he didn't expect that the young monk of Daming Temple was so strong, and the "Descending the Third Ming King Body" was really terrifying, the true meaning was close to the substance, not to cast an ordinary not bad body, and there were many changes.

Raising his feet and stepping forward, his body is like a dragon, the horse rushes into the body, and he is one, the footsteps fall like shrinking into inches, one step, it is more than ten zhang away.

So fast!

Many martial arts people were shocked, this young man who came down from Wudang Mountain was so fast, where is this like a person who has not yet built a foundation for martial arts practitioners, even if it is a third-rate master, I am afraid that few people can have such speed.

"What kind of body is this?"

"Wudang martial arts is profound, seventy-two veins of Taiji Yin and Yang, there are not many inheritances, and there are many severes, maybe it is a lonely and unheard ...... us"

Long Wei of the Dragon Guardian Villa stood on the roof of the long street, on the top of the attic, and glanced at each other, knowing that Su Qiannian did not want to hurt the innocent, so he retreated.

"This son is above board, and it is rumored that Wudang Qingyang Peak is the most important spiritual will of this "Retirement Knife", and it cannot tolerate any confusion and dirt. ”

......

On the outskirts of Yangzhou City, on the banks of the Tongyang Canal.

Su Qinian stopped, listening to the undulating waves in his ears, ripples climbing the shore, he turned to look at the young monk of Daming Temple outside the fourteenth zhang, the black Bodhi leaves, and the figure fell.

"Foolish kindness. ”

The young monk sneered, his eyes were cold, and he looked mocking: "How ignorant the world is, life and death are rich and noble, do you really think that you are a gentleman and a sage, and you can redeem all sentient beings?"

Su Qinian was not angry, but said calmly: "Life and death are fate, but it is not the fate of your involvement, wealth is in the sky, no one can trample on life wantonly, for me, a Buddhist disciple like you is not as good as an ant under the tree, just a fart." ”

Su Qinian said indifferently, and his tone was sonorous, the young monk's eyes narrowed slightly when he heard this, and there was a cold light splashing, and said: "You are right, the disciple of Buddhism is just a fart, killing you like this can make me really take the first step of detachment, and no one can restrain me anymore!"

Rumble!

At this moment, the young monk released all the aura of cultivation, and a strong wind set off, and the sand and rocks flew on the bank of the canal, like a storm coming to the world.

It's just a twelve-serious cultivation, but in Su Qinian's induction, it is more powerful and profound than the ordinary third-rate Xiaocheng, the master of the hungry tiger jumping stream.

This is the third-rate master who penetrates the secret trick and builds the foundation of the flesh perfectly, just by penetrating a twelve-canon, it is so strong that Ruosi, Su Qiannian can hardly imagine, when it penetrates the twelve-canon, the hungry tiger jumps over the stream, and the third-rate Xiaocheng will be strong.

Su Qinian felt a suffocating pressure, and the mixed energy and blood in his body showed signs of stagnation.

Without hesitation, the fourth knife was unsheathed.

Rise!

The knife roared like a dragon's roar, in the bright sword light, the young monk's heart shook slightly, his eyes were condensed, and in the sword light, an ancient turtle woke up from ten thousand years of sleep, swallowed the bright moon of the nine heavens, and gave birth to a magnificent dragon horn.

The dragon turtle is coming, the ancient vicissitudes of life are circulating on the blue iron long knife, the knife qi is contained but not released, where the long knife passes, the vacuum knife path is opened, and the pale vacuum ripples slightly, giving birth to a trace of undetectable folds.

"Pick up the bowl!"

The young monk roared sharply, and the dark blue Buddha shadow appeared behind him, he turned around and took a black gold bowl from his hand, and the mouth of the bowl was aimed at the dragon turtle, and a great devouring force was born. (Ask for a monthly pass, everyone comes to the starting point to support genuine subscriptions, there are more than three days left at the end of the month, everyone still has a monthly pass, hurry up and vote.) (To be continued.) )