The mad sword is fierce and dominates the world. At this time, the mad sword evil monk has a violent and ferocious face. He carries a long sword and slashes at him with incomparable force. He is extremely angry at this moment and wants to chop the man in front of him into pieces with a knife.
when!
A crisp sound sounded, and Xu Zifan was seen standing on the spot, looking back and slashing with his sword, and the crazy sword evil monk flew out with his sword.
Rumble!
The Dragon Claw Divine Monk, with a body like an oven and powerful blood, is very impressive. At this moment, he leaps forward at an extremely fast speed, causing the surrounding air to roar, as if a real dragon is flying across the sky, which is shocking.
brush!
A pair of huge palms wrapped in golden energy stretched out, shaped into claws, with golden glow, fierce and ruthless, like a divine dragon probing its claws, and attacked Xu Zifan at extremely fast speeds.
The Dragon Claw Divine Monk is another peerless master hidden in the Shaolin Temple. Although he is skinny, his whole body is full of blood, like a sacred furnace burning. According to legend, he is proficient in the Dragon Claw Hand, one of the seventy-two unique skills of the Shaolin Temple.
A state that has never been seen before and will never come after.
At this time, he was as fast as lightning, and his golden claws stretched out, fierce and ruthless, and attacked Xu Zifan.
brush!
At this moment, the Dragon Claw Divine Monk made a false move with his left hand, and held a strong wind in his right hand, whistling with the sound of wind, and directly grabbed Xu Zifan's wrist, sharp and cruel.
Xu Zifan had just used his sword to chop away the evil mad sword monk. At this moment, he saw the Dragon Claw Divine Monk attacking from the side with great power. He raised his left hand shrouded in purple mist. Without dodging or dodging, he punched him head-on. The shadow of his fist was like
The electricity, reaching its extreme, struck first and then struck the Dragon Claw Divine Monk.
"Um?"
The Dragon Claw Divine Monk was horrified at this moment. He didn't expect that this young man was so fast, and it was too late to retreat, so he crossed his fists to block the front.
boom!
With a roar, Xu Zifan's fists wrapped in purple mist hit the Dragon Claw Divine Monk's fists.
Thump thump thump…
The Dragon Claw Divine Monk retreated seven steps in a row. The last two postures in the Dragon Claw Hand Martial Arts, the "Hold the Disabled Posture" and the "Defense Posture", came out. He then stood as steady as a mountain, stood upright, held his breath and concentrated, and stopped retreating.
These two moves are the last 35 and 36 moves in Dragon Claw's hand. At a glance, it seems that there are many flaws in them. The person who performs these moves is in a hurry and tries his best to parry. In fact, these two moves seem to be defensive and offensive. They are very clever.
If you are clumsy, there are powerful traps hidden in every flaw.
The Dragon Claw Hand originally took a fierce path, but in the last two moves, there is a hidden softness in the fierceness, and it has reached the state of returning to nature and perfecting the past.
"Not bad!" Xu Zifan looked at the Dragon Claw Divine Monk and praised. At this moment, he was very interested in Shaolin's seventy-two stunts.
At this time, the Dragon Claw Divine Monk's arms were numb, the breath in his body was still churning, and his heart was horrified. His eyes were fixed on Xu Zifan, with a strong look of fear in his eyes.
He couldn't figure out why this man, so young, had such profound skills, which were simply unfathomable, like an abyss or an ocean.
Wow!
At this moment, broken wood and gravel shook on the ground, the surrounding temperature dropped sharply, and white frost quickly covered the surrounding ground.
It was Zuo Lengchan's Ice God Palm. Its palm strength was extremely icy, reaching the point of yin and cold. It was bone-chilling, and an extremely cold aura descended on it.
boom!
A purple fist flew out, destroying Zuo Lengchan's ice palm.
The sword energy was fierce, extremely sharp, and extremely domineering, as if it was going to split the earth and smash the sky into pieces, and it killed Xu Zifan again.
The golden claw shadow was extremely fast, fierce and fierce. At this moment, the Dragon Claw Divine Monk shouted loudly and jumped up. His hands were like a storm, "Wind Catching Style", "Shadow Catching Style", "Playing the Qin"
"Style", "Drum-Use Style", "Priticizing Style", "Taking Deficiency Style", "Holding the Disabled Style", "Defending Style", eight styles in a row, attacking quickly.
The Dragon Claw Divine Monk's eight-movement chain of dragon claws is endless, as if there are eight changes in one move. It is extremely fast and infinitely powerful. Coupled with his extremely fierce claw power, it is like a divine dragon exploring its claws at this time.
You can grab trees and tear off the bark, or rub stones into powder.
At this time, the air here was violent, the inner breath energy was boiling, the surrounding wind was roaring, the earth was shaking, and three peerless masters besieged Xu Zifan alone.
However, at this moment, Xu Zifan's whole body was covered with purple mist, he was calm and calm, he made his moves later and struck first, fighting against three peerless masters, he still seemed unhurried and relaxed.
At this moment, Xu Zifan is also confirming his martial arts knowledge and enhancing his martial arts knowledge through duels with masters who are rare in this world.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
The wind is howling, the battle is continuing, the field is rumbling, the earth is cracking and trembling, these people are all super masters of martial arts. At this time, their inner breath is surging, their moves are exquisite, their attack and defense are extremely wonderful, and their speed is extremely fast.
They collided together with a roar, and then separated.
Everyone watching the battle had stepped back dozens of meters and looked at the field in surprise. Some people with lower skills could not clearly see the moves of the four people in the field at this moment. They only saw four figures, extremely fast.
Collising and fighting fiercely.
"How on earth does this Huashan Sword Demon, so young, practice martial arts so powerfully?" Someone squinted at the fierce battle in the field and muttered to himself.
"Yes! Even if you start practicing martial arts from your mother's womb, you won't be able to be so powerful!"
"This is simply a monster!"
At this time, all the heroes sighed, this was a one-man battle against three peerless masters, it was simply unparalleled in the world!
"Absolutely not inferior to Dongfang Bubai!" Someone looked solemn and his eyes were deep.
Master Yuankong, on the other hand, had no expression on his face at this time, and he didn't know what he was thinking. His confidence, which he had always been calm and calm, and kept claiming to conquer demons, gradually disappeared at this time.
"superior!"
Master Yuankong stared at the battle situation in the field, and after a moment he waved his hand and said in a low voice, like a lion's roar, which was very oppressive.
Brush! Brush! Brush...
Eighteen consecutive bronze figures rushed out from behind Master Yuankong. Each one was naked, with bulging muscles and strong muscles. The bronze skin shone with a metallic luster in the sun, just like a golden Arhat coming to the world.
The masculine energy is strong, giving people a great sense of oppression. Each of these monks holds a wrought iron rod about ten feet long in their hands. They are walking and running, like the wind blowing, and their figures are like thunder and lightning, extremely fast.
These are the Eighteen Arhat Bronze Figures that Shaolin has made famous all over the world for hundreds of years. Each of them is a master among masters, with a bronze body and an iron brain, and an indestructible diamond.
At this time, the bronze figures of the Eighteen Arhats acted together, which already showed Shaolin's attitude.
Boom! Boom! Boom...
A roaring sound rang out, and the bronze figures of the Eighteen Arhats were shrouded in bronze light. Each one rose into the sky, bringing out eighteen beams of light. It was very magnificent, just like the eighteen Arhats coming into the world from the Buddhist world. The scene was spectacular.
"Boom! Boom! Boom..."
The earth shook, and the bronze figures of the Eighteen Arhats fell from the sky, separated into eighteen places, and formed a circle around Xu Zifan.