"Okay, if these people dare to take action against the second young master, then they all deserve to die."
Feng Xifan snorted coldly and looked over with cold eyes. The sword in his hand was buzzing and trembling, as if he was about to take action at any time.
Everyone in the Tiandi Club was shocked and stood up one after another, holding weapons in their hands and looking at Feng Xifan warily. They did not dare to be careless about this top master in the world.
"Brother Taoist, it's not good. It seems that Feng Xifan is going to kill him."
Wei Xiaobao's face was panicked. He immediately put aside his previous complacency. He was not a fool. Looking at the nervous expressions of everyone in the Tiandi Club, he knew that Feng Xifan's martial arts was extraordinary. He was not easy to compare with others. If they really started fighting, what would be the consequences?
But it’s hard to predict.
"Look again."
Gui Zhong's face was serious, one hand was already on the hilt of the sword, but his eyes were not looking at Feng Xifan, but at the door of the shop.
All of a sudden, the situation in this remote shop was tense and on the verge of breaking out.
At this moment, a sound of footsteps suddenly came, and a person walked in from the door of the small shop. This person was dressed in red, and he was a middle-aged lama. His face was yellowish, and there was a faint flow of precious light, and he had an extraordinary momentum.
"Amitabha."
As soon as this man came in, he proclaimed the name of Buddha, and then his bright eyes swept over everyone in the shop.
Seeing Master Jiu Nan, his eyes suddenly lit up, as if he had seen prey, and his breath fluctuated slightly.
"Um?"
On the other side, Feng Xifan was about to take action against everyone in the Tiandihui. As soon as the lama came in, he was startled. He did not dare to underestimate him. He grabbed Zheng Keshuang and found a table to sit down.
"Master Feng? What are you doing?"
Zheng Keshuang was dissatisfied. He was still waiting for Feng Xifan to vent his anger on him. Who knew it would be like this. But as soon as he glanced around, he saw the trace of the lama. He was immediately startled, his heart was beating fast, and he also felt uncomfortable.
He fell silent and stopped speaking.
The person who came was none other than the top master of Tantric Buddhism, the Great Lama Sangjie.
This person obviously followed Jiu Nan Master Tai all the way. Zheng Keshuang is no stranger to this great lama. He knows that this person is a top master. His martial arts skills may not be inferior to those of his master Feng Xifan. With the arrival of this person, I am afraid that there will be another
A big change.
"Haha, one-armed nun, please ask this poor monk to pursue you for a long time. Several of my junior brothers died in your hands that day. Today, this poor monk came here specifically to understand the cause and effect. Please take action, nun.
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The Great Lama Sangjie spoke loudly, his voice was like a bell, and the whole shop seemed to be trembling. During these words, he had already mobilized his inner strength.
"Humph, Sangjie, the scriptures have fallen into your hands. If you haven't returned to Tibet yet, it seems that you are really going to have sex with a poor nun."
Master Jiu Nan's expression became a little more solemn. She had just recovered from her injuries, but her inner breath was still not perfect. She did not dare to be careless in the face of Tantric masters like Sang Jie.
"The one-armed god is so powerful that the world is so powerful that the young monk will naturally learn a lesson today."
The Great Lama Sangjie said something silently, which was undoubtedly an invitation to fight.
Master Jiu Nan was about to stand up when he was suddenly grabbed by Gui Zhong.
"Uncle Master, wait a minute. Since the Great Lama Sangjie wants to fight, let Pindao take action."
Gui Zhong's tone was slightly firm. He knew that Master Jiu Nan's injury had not yet recovered, and it would be very disadvantageous for him to take action at this time. He would naturally take over this Liang Zi.
"Sang Jie, I have long heard that you are the number one master of Tantric Buddhism. Today, when I see you, you are indeed extraordinary. I am a poor Taoist, so let me compete with you first."
Gui Zhong stood up calmly, walked into the center of the shop step by step, put his hand on the hilt of the sword, and a sharp energy emitted, heading straight towards Sang Jie.
"Taiyuan Taoist? Taiyuan Divine Sword! It turns out it's you. Okay, that's great. I'm so honored today, little monk. I met Taoist Zuo today, and it just so happened that I was about to settle the knot with Taoist Master. I was in Wutai Mountain a few days ago. You
There are many good people in our Tantric sect who have killed me. Now that we have encountered them, we must avenge them."
The Great Lama Sangjie's eyes were sharp, he stared at Gui Zhong, and burst into laughter.
"please."
As soon as Gui Zhong finished speaking, his figure flashed past Sang Jie and reached the open space outside the shop.
"What a light gong."
Sang Jie praised loudly. Just now, Gui Zhong had rushed out of the shop in an instant. With his cultivation level, he could only see a trace of green shadow. This kind of light skill was so superb that he had to admire it.
"That Taoist turned out to be the Taiyuan Divine Sword, a very powerful light skill."
When Feng Xifan saw this scene from the side, his heart trembled and his expression became more serious.
In the blink of an eye, Sang Jie and Gui Zhong had walked out of the shop and stood in the open space outside the door, facing each other, breathing heavily and looking into each other's eyes.
Everyone present also left the shop and walked aside to watch the battle.
A battle between masters like this is something that should not be taken lightly. Today's battle is destined to become famous in the world.
As soon as everyone went out, the two of them were already fighting together.
The Great Lama Sangjie used his mighty palm power as soon as he struck out. With one palm strike, there was a faint sound of the roar of a dragon and an elephant, and he pressed down on Gui Zhong's chest, and a fierce wind blew in his face.
"Taoist Taiyuan, please teach the young monk the Dragon Elephant Prajna Palm!"
While taking action, Lama Sangjie also spoke, his voice neither fast nor slow, showing his profound skills.
"Dragon Elephant Prajna Palm? It's a good palm technique. I also have a skill of continuous palm. Please give me some advice from the great lama."
Gui Zhong stood at his feet, his body seemed tight and loose, his palms slowly moved out, and the soft and dense palm force immediately matched the Prajna Palm of the Great Lama Sangjie.
There was a muffled sound, both of them turned slightly red, and took a few steps back. A few clear footprints were revealed on the firm ground.
As soon as they exchanged a move, their expressions became solemn at the same time, both of them could see the depth of each other's skills.
"I've always heard of Taoist Taiyuan's reputation as the Divine Sword, but I didn't expect that he also has such powerful palm skills. Okay, okay."
Although the Great Lama Sangjie was surprised, his aura became more solemn and arrogant, like a majestic giant beast, like a dragon or an elephant, mighty and fierce, the clothes on his body were fluttering, and strong winds spread around him.
The dust was flying in the air as soon as I stood up. It was obvious that my inner strength had been pushed to the extreme without any reservation.
"The great lama is also very skilled in kung fu. He is worthy of being the number one master in Tantric Buddhism. You must have practiced the Dragon Elephant Prajna Kung Fu, the supreme protective skill of Tantric Buddhism, right? I just don't know which level of these thirteen levels of kung fu you have reached!"
The breath of Gui Zhong is slow, flexible as water, and continuous as clouds, with the elegant Taoist wind.
"Oh? Taoist Taiyuan is so insightful that he actually knows about my secret magical power of protecting the teachings of Tantric Buddhism. The young monk is not talented. He only reached the seventh level after practicing for thirty years."
Sang Jie was shocked. His skill was not well-known in the Central Plains, but he did not expect that Gui Zhong knew the secret, and he did not dare to be careless.
"Master, Taoist Brother, who of your great lamas can win?"
Wei Xiaobao saw that the two of them just exchanged palms and started chatting. He was a little puzzled and didn't know which of the two had the upper hand, so he asked Master Jiu Nan.
"Both of them are first-class masters. Although they only have one move right, they have already tested each other's strength. They are looking for each other's flaws. Once they do it, it will be earth-shattering. As for who will win,
As a teacher, I can’t say for sure.”
Master Jiu Nan's face was serious. Whether it was Gui Zhong or the Great Lama Sangjie, none of them were inferior to her in martial arts. Now that the two had just fought, it was too early to say who would win or lose.
Boom, there was a muffled sound. I don’t know when, Gui Zhong and Sang Jie were fighting together again. They both shot out their palms at the same time. One was strong and powerful, and the other was soft and dense. One was hard and the other was soft. In the blink of an eye, dozens of palms were exchanged.
Recalling it, a group of green shadows and a red shadow were crisscrossed in front of the small shop. They were full of energy. The sharp wind blew over, and everyone watching around had to retreat a little. They all looked at that person.
The two figures who were constantly fighting had a look of horror on their faces.
The Great Lama Sangjie's Dragon Elephant Prajna Palm is powerful and powerful, and he strikes out one palm after another. The raging palm force is one after another, as if he is trying to drown Gui Zhongshengsheng.
This palm technique is a supporting palm technique of Dragon Elephant Prajna Kung Fu. It is extremely powerful. Although the moves are not very subtle, many mysteries are all in the changes of the palm power. It is a technique similar to the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms.
The leader of the sect, the Great Lama Sangjie, has been immersed in it for more than thirty years. Now that he is using it, he is really powerful and amazing.
The coming and going of the Gui Zhong is just using a soft palm technique created by myself, and is driven by the pure and dense internal force in the body. The palm force changes softly, constantly wearing away the power of the dragon-elephant palm of Sangjie. He is well versed in the use of softness to overcome hardness.
Tao, as the fight continued, Gui Zhong was constantly inspired. The Mian Zhang Kung Fu became more and more rounded, as light as a feather, and the falling palm was as strong. The changes of hardness and softness existed in one heart, the body shape was turning, and the palm movements were endless.
No matter how powerful and vicious the palm power of the Great Lama Sangjie was, there seemed to be a layer of flexible aura around him, and all the palm power was resisted.
For a time, these two people each displayed their magical skills, and it turned out to be an invincible situation. Sometimes the Great Lama Sangjie had the upper hand, and his powerful and domineering palm power was about to overwhelm Gui Zhong, but in the blink of an eye, he was overwhelmed by a series of flexible and flexible palms.
Mian's palm force released many forces, Gui Zhong's body shape changed, his feet stepped on Bagua, and his palms became yin and yang, immediately turning the situation around.
For half a quarter of an hour, the two of them fought each other with hundreds of moves, but they still couldn't decide the outcome. Their faces were rosy and their breath was long. Everyone around them was horrified. The inner strength of these two people was really pure and strong.
Despite such a fierce confrontation, there was still no sign of weakness, which showed that the two of them were very powerful.
Poof, there was a muffled sound, the two of them both stepped back, their eyes were like lightning, staring at each other closely, not daring to be careless in the slightest. They were connected with each other, and if they were not careful, they would be hit by a violent storm, and they would immediately fall on each other.
Downwind.
Whether it is the Dragon Elephant Prajna Palm of the Great Lama Sangjie or the Mian Palm of Gui Zhong, they are both very powerful. Once hit by the palm, they will be seriously injured even if they are not dead. This is also very clear to the two of them. Because of this,
I don't dare to be distracted.
"Haha, what a great Dragon Elephant Prajna Kung Fu, Great Lama Sangjie. You and I are equally skilled in this skill. I wonder how much magic you have mastered with weapons? How about we compete?"
Gui Zhong laughed, breathing heavily, and felt that after this battle, his whole body was full of peace, and his inner breath was endless. Many meridians and acupuncture points seemed to have been tempered, and his Dantian was churning, and there were traces of it every moment.
Derived from the internal strength to maintain sufficient physical strength and spirit, the more he fights, the braver he becomes.
"Okay, the young monk will now learn the Taoist's divine sword."
The Great Lama Sangjie's energy and blood boiled, his Dragon Elephant Prajna Kung Fu reached its limit, and his divine power was majestic. Many of his potentials seemed to be stimulated in this battle. He looked like he was about to break through at any time. He was also pleasantly surprised.
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