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Bang!
In the furnace of chaos, the young monk shook his hands again. Black gold Buddha light bloomed all over his body, and the Buddhist Qi exuded a cold and gloomy air.
The wall of the furnace stood out, and another palm print appeared. The prototype of Su Qinian's Turtle Snake Fist was too intense. He connected it with the original energy of heaven and earth deep in the void, and channeled the life energy of the rotation of heaven and earth under the earth. The vitality and blood are endless and continuous, and every punch is at its peak.
Buzz!
The Chaos Furnace was several feet high. At this moment, as Su Qinian and the two fought, the air in a radius of more than twenty feet twisted and then shattered, revealing a pale vacuum world.
The air collapsed in all directions, and the grand momentum made the long street more and more quiet. The people in the market did not show their presence, and martial arts masters dueled, just like now, they will be injured if they rub against each other, and they will die if they touch each other.
In the distance, there are some figures on the roofs and pavilions. They are all people from the martial arts world who happen to be nearby in Yangzhou City, and there are even alternate dragon guards and dragon guards who came out of the Self-protecting Dragon Villa.
"The Turtle Snake Fist of Wudang's foundation, in the hands of this man, it actually showed such aura, and gave birth to such a broad and true meaning."
"I have heard occasionally that there seems to be a young master who is just starting out recently. He comes from the Qingyang Peak lineage in Wudang, Hubei Province."
""The Body of the Third Ming King"? Isn't 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. Could it be that he is a rising star who has been hidden in the Daming Temple for many years? It's just this Buddha Family atmosphere..."
Some experienced martial arts practitioners in Yangzhou City frowned and hesitated to speak. Those who could comprehend "The Body of the Three-Time Ming King" have always been those in the Daming Temple who were extremely talented and understanding. However, "The Three-Time King's Body" has always been magnificent and known as The Third King of Ming Dynasty is eternally motionless, but at this moment, his temperament is completely different when it is displayed in the hands of the young monk in black monk robes.
Deep inside Hulong Villa.
The middle-aged Confucian scholar stood under the green bamboo and sighed. Said: "The King of Ming reversed course, Netherworld appeared in the world, and the body of King Ming of the third generation is indeed well-deserved."
The end of the long street. The Hunyuan flames melted gold and turned iron, and the young monk suddenly stopped his hand. His eyes were very cold, and he allowed the Hunyuan flames to intensify, and the power of his fists shook. His body was covered with black gold Buddha light, without any damage. At this moment, he showed a look of pity and said: "Very good, your boxing skills can be regarded as an entrance to the palace. It's a pity. If you have established the foundation and the inner family's true energy has been nurtured, you may not be able to have fun with me." After one battle, you must know that the secret orifice is complete. You are not the only one!"
boom!
The next moment, the young monk's eyes shot out black gold Buddha light, like two sharp arrows, hitting the furnace wall, producing a sound of gold and iron.
Immediately afterwards, he raised one hand, and the dark and gloomy black gold Buddha light gathered in the palm of his hand. This was a strange Buddhist energy. Su Qinian could not feel the compassion and masculinity of Buddhists at all.
In an instant, one of the young monk's hands was as if cast from black gold. A cold metallic light emitted.
puff!
With just one palm, the Chaos Furnace was pierced through.
The Chaos Furnace turned from solid to virtual. Su Qinian stopped his attack in time, but was knocked back more than ten feet. His fists were bleeding, and blood was dripping like chaos, but Su Qinian was completely unaware of it. His eyes were focused, and his bleeding palms were holding the handle of the knife behind his back.
Clang!
I spent more than ten days raising the sword and tempering it, just to take it out of the sheath once. The light will shine forever, slaying all evil spirits!
It was still the first blow to end one's life, but it was no longer the prototype of the true meaning. In the eyes of many martial arts figures in Yangzhou City in the distance, this sword was like a sun rising into the sky, and the blazing sunlight tore through every dark corner of the earth. .
"Really disgusting knife skills."
The young monk's eyes became gloomy. He waved his palms, and an ancient Buddha seemed to appear behind him. This Buddha had three sides and eight arms, and its whole body was dark green. He held six types of bowls, pestles, sticks, knives, wheels, and swords. The weapon, with black gold flames steaming behind it, squeezed out a dark pure land in the true meaning of death shrouded in the sun.
clang!
He waved his palm and stabbed Su Qinian hard.
Click!
A large crack that was twenty to thirty feet long spread out. This kind of destructive power made many people in the martial arts world astonished. Even the ordinary third-rate minors and the masters who were hungry and tigers leaping into the stream most of the time would not be able to have such momentum. .
"The "Life-breaking Knife" of the Wudang Qingyang Peak lineage is a rare top-notch sword technique in Wudang. It is rumored to be at its peak and can cut off any trace of fate. It is not a top-notch martial arts, but it is better than a top-notch martial arts."
""The Body of the Third Ming King" was a peerless martial arts created by the first generation of the Daming Temple, a top figure who achieved the Pure Yang Spirit. He forged the Third Ming King into an eternal and immovable Vajra body. With one sword and one palm, although the two of them are far inferior to Dragon and Tiger There are eighty-one young outstanding figures on the list, but they are enough to occupy a place among their peers.”
A third-rate master who successfully builds a foundation, creates a new world, and breeds the inner family's true energy is enough to become a prominent figure in a county. A hundred years later, he may not be able to become a third-rate martial arts family, let alone Su Qinian and the man who holds the "Submission of the Daming Temple" The cold monk inherited from "Three Worlds of Ming King Shen" is an ordinary third-rate minor, a master of hungry tigers jumping over streams. In the eyes of everyone, he may not be their opponent.
call out!
After one strike, Su Qinian took out the sword again and took the second strike. He cultivated his true intention, the sharp edge of the sword for many days, the fire of the earth was bright, and the integrity of a gentleman. This sword was cut out today, and the tip of the sword burst out for nearly seven weeks. The inch-long Hunyuan Sword Qi, the air was like cracked silk, and a vacuum knife path extended towards the monk.
clang!
It seems that the vajra is really immovable and the flesh is uncast. The young monk is hunting and moving like a black monk in black gold. His palms are like black gold, and the true energy is flowing. The palm of his hand is straight with the edge of the sword, and a series of hot sparks as big as a thumb are splashed out, washing away the years. The bluestone slabs have been melted for many years, revealing charred black holes as big as a baby's fist.
Boom!
As soon as the knife fell, the young monk took a step back. His feet were like a mountain town. Dozens of bluestone slabs cracked and then exploded into pieces.
The third knife!
The light of the sword was like thunder and lightning, and heaven's punishment was coming. There was a trace of undetectable fear in the young monk's pupils, but it soon turned into ferocity and unruliness.
"The king of Ming is reborn, and the Netherworld appears in this world. Take me and give him a blow!"
As if the palm made of black gold penetrated the void, he unexpectedly took the jet-black vajra from the hand of the dark blue Buddha figure. The young monk waved the jet-black vajra and struck the third blow to death.
Bang!
This blow was like the ringing of a divine bell in the heaven, the heavenly soldiers beating the divine drum, and the majestic trilling sound caused muffled hums to be heard from all directions from time to time. This was because the people living on the long street could not bear the sound waves and mental oppression caused by the collision of forces. The physical body was damaged and the five internal organs were trembling.
Su Qinian changed his expression. He didn't expect that the young monk from Daming Temple was so tyrannical. The "Born into the Body of the Third Ming King" was also really terrifying. The true meaning was close to the essence. It was not just a general indestructible body, but also had many changes.
Lifting his feet and taking steps, his body was like a dragon, and the dragon horse rushed into his body and became one with him. His footsteps fell as if they were shrinking to an inch. With one step, he was more than ten feet away.
So fast!
Many martial arts people were terrified. The young man who came down from Wudang Mountain was actually so fast. He looked like a martial arts practitioner who had not yet established his foundation. Even among third-rate masters, few could possess such speed.
"What kind of movement is this?"
"Wudang martial arts is profound, and the seventy-two channels of Tai Chi Yin and Yang are not inherited much, and many are cut off. Maybe we are ignorant..."
The dragon guards of Dragon Guard Villa were standing on the roof of the long street and on the top of the attic. They looked at each other and knew that Su Qinian did not want to hurt innocent people, so they retreated.
"This guy is very upright. It is said that the "Life-breaking Knife" of Wudang Qingyang Peak's lineage attaches great importance to spiritual will and cannot tolerate any confusion or dirt."
…
On the outskirts of Yangzhou City, by the Tongyang Canal.
Su Qinian stopped, listening to the waves rising and falling in his ears, and ripples climbing the shore. He turned and looked fourteen feet away, where the young monk of Daming Temple was not missing a trace, with black bodhi leaves growing all over his body, and his figure falling down.
"Foolish kindness."
The young monk sneered, his eyes were cold and stern, with a mocking look: "How ignorant people are in the world. Life and death are determined by fate, wealth and honor. Do you really think that you are a gentleman and a sage who can save all sentient beings?"
Su Qinian was not angry, but said calmly: "Life and death are fateful, but it is not your destiny. Wealth is in the sky, and no one can trample on life wantonly. To me, a Buddhist disciple like you is worse than a tree." The ants are just farts."
Su Qinian spoke calmly, but in a sonorous tone. Hearing this, the young monk narrowed his eyes slightly, with cold light splashing out, and said: "You are right, Buddhist disciples are just shit. Killing you like this will allow me to truly take the step towards transcendence." The first step, no one can restrain me anymore!"
boom!
At this moment, the young monk released all his cultivation aura, and a strong wind blew up, causing sand and rocks to fly along the canal bank, like a storm coming to the world.
He had only mastered the cultivation of one of the twelve serious scriptures, but according to Su Qinian's perception, it was more powerful and profound than the ordinary third-rate master who was a master of the Hungry Tiger Leaping Stream.
This is a third-rate master who has penetrated the dark aperture and perfectly built the physical body. He is as strong as Ruosi by just penetrating one of the twelve main meridians. It is unimaginable for Su Qinian. When he penetrates the twelve main meridians, he will be a hungry tiger leaping into the stream and a third-rate master. In the end, How strong will it be.
Su Qinian felt a suffocating pressure, and the Hunyuan Qi and blood in his body showed signs of stagnation.
Without hesitation, he unsheathed his fourth sword.
hold head high!
The sword roared like a dragon's roar, and in the bright sword light, the young monk's mind was slightly shaken, and his eyes were focused. In the sword light, an ancient divine turtle woke up from its ten thousand years of slumber, swallowed the bright moon of nine days, and gave birth to majestic dragon horns.
When the Dragon Turtle came to the world, the ancient vicissitudes of energy circulated on the long green iron sword. The energy of the sword was contained but not released. Wherever the long sword passed, a vacuum knife path opened up. The pale vacuum rippled slightly, giving birth to a trace of undetectable wrinkles. .
"Take the bowl!"
Young monk Li Xiao, a dark blue Buddha figure appeared behind him. He turned around and took a black gold bowl from his hand. He pointed the mouth of the bowl at the dragon turtle, which produced a huge devouring force. (Please give me monthly votes. Come to Qidian.com to support genuine subscriptions. There are more than three days left at the end of the month. If you still have monthly votes, vote quickly.) (To be continued.)
