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Chapter 231

"Well done!" Wu Qing was full of fighting spirit, with brass-colored Qi covering his whole body, as if he was wearing a layer of armor and was charging all the way.

Wang Renze's eyelids jumped. Wu Qing didn't know the origin of Huanglong Buddha's hand, but he had heard about it for a long time.

Legend has it that the founder of Nan'an Temple was originally a wandering monk who was a member of the Linji Sect. Suddenly one day, the Buddha came to earth to teach the Dharma. He realized the ten martial arts in front of the Huanglong Wall of Linji Mountain, and relied on these perfect skills to get into the world.

Got Nuo's big name.

Of course, there are also rumors that he secretly stole the Linji Sect's secret knowledge "The Great Wisdom Heart Sutra". Because it is too old, this theory cannot be verified, but what is certain is that the martial arts of Nan'an Temple are indeed

There are shadows of the Rinzai sect.

In particular, the Yellow Dragon Buddha's Hand, which is one of the most perfect skills, implies the changes of the Five Rebellions and the Five Thunders. It looks simple and unpretentious, but contains a fierce and sharp edge.

These two wisps of smoke are indeterminate and phaseless, and can change all over the place, so you can see the phantom of mountains and rivers. If you are accidentally hit, even if you just rub it a little, it will trigger the murderous intention, and then it will not be as simple as yellow smoke blowing in your face.

Already...

Rather, tigers suddenly leap and dragons leap, stars dash like lightning, just like the sinners of the five rebellions who are torn apart by the five thunders!

"You idiot! Come closer!"

Wu Qing subconsciously turned to look at Wang Ren. He didn't need to say too many words and understood his intention with just one glance.

"good!"

The two escaping lights on the left and right suddenly spiraled forward, and finally converged at one place. Wang Ren also successfully got Wu Qing's upper position. His hand movements continued to change, and he stepped hard, pressing Wu Qing's head and falling straight into the steps.

Down.

Huanglong Buddha's hand almost brushed the steps and floated past, but when faced with the two people who disappeared out of thin air, it was completely blank!

"Tiangang Five Elements Escape?"

Jing Tong was a little surprised. He thought that he could use the terrain to avoid his Huanglong Buddha's hand, which was quite clever. This escape technique is also quite not simple. It not only requires the practitioner to be familiar with Taoist classics, but also to be familiar with the theory of Yin and Yang and the Five Elements.

The requirements for understanding are also extremely high, and those who can master it are all talented people.

Is he a direct descendant of the Longmen Sect?

However, this little episode did not stop Jingtong. Speaking of Potian, it was just the magical power of the Longmen Sect...

It's not like he's never seen it before.

A strange color suddenly lit up in the tiger-headed monk's cloudy pupils. His dropped arms hit the ground heavily, and the sound of cracking bones could be heard. Countless bloody thorns penetrated his arms and penetrated into the steps.

The thick thorns instantly messed up the steps, and ridges of soil rose up one after another, forcing Wang Ren and Wu Qing out in a short time!

The yellow smoke in the air rolled up cyclones and rushed toward the two of them again. Wang Ren wanted to repeat his old trick and lead Wu Qing into the thorns, but as soon as his palm touched the thorns, there was a burning sound, and he felt

There was a pain in the palm of my hand, and with just a blink of an eye, my palm was burned to the point where only bones were left!

No, there is wood on the outside and water on the inside, and the five elements are reversed... I was deceived by this monk!

With one move missing, it was already too late for him to use his body skills again.

At the critical moment, Wu Qing clapped his palms together, and the pagoda's image wrapped them all up, roaring: "Get behind me!"

"I can't resist this..."

"I can handle it!"

boom!

The yellow smoke gently brushed over the two of them, and the indestructible pagoda was instantly destroyed!

Only then did Wu Qing understand why Wang Ren kept telling him that he couldn't resist. Wherever the yellow smoke passed, it seemed like there were countless fists pounding hard, crushing the meridians in his body inch by inch.

It is as powerful as a landslide and as fast as an electric roll.

"Okay, so awesome..."

Blood spurted out from Wu Qing's seven orifices. He staggered a few steps and finally couldn't hold on anymore, so he fell straight up.

No more life.

"Wu Qing! You..."

Before Wang Ren had time to feel sad, he suddenly felt as if he had seen a ghost. He even uttered a rare curse word: "You damn... are you a human or a ghost?!"

Because Wu Qing made a carp jump and jumped again.

Wang Ren's scalp was numb, how could anyone resist a move of Huanglong Buddha's Hand and still be alive and kicking?

Besides, aren’t everyone almost dead...

"I do not know either……"

Wu Qing wiped the blood on his face and looked at his hands in confusion. Strangely, all the injuries he suffered seemed to be healed, his body was filled with true energy, and his cultivation bottlenecks were faintly loosening.

I just feel more energetic the more I fight.

Wang Ren watched Wu Qing's radiant face, an idea flashed in his mind, and he blurted out: "No! This seems to be... Deadwood Resting Technique?"

Previously, in the backyard of the Inner Altar, in order to attract the attention of Nan'an Temple, Wu Qing took a large meal of tonics, which gave him countless magical powers and almost caused his body to explode to death.

Who would have expected that the cycle of life and death would slowly bring out the medicinal power and supernatural power hidden in his body?

Wu Qing moved his shoulders and murmured: "Then I can't be beaten to death?"

You must know that the Dead Wood Restoration Technique is just one of the many magic pills and magic powers. There are at least thirty other similar life-saving methods.

With an assistant, Wang Ren will be killed alone, and Shen Qiuning and Ning Yan may not be Jingtong's opponents...

But now he has a full thirty-one guarantee!

Wu Qing's eyes gradually became determined, and he slowly puffed up his chest. Suddenly, the not-so-wide steps seemed to be full of people.

This is the confidence that bullying more and less brings to him.

"Come again!"

Seeing this, Jingtong said calmly: "Lao Na Guan layman is not far away from the fifth level. Why don't you go and sit for a while to adjust your Qi, and don't waste this opportunity in vain."

Wu Qing chuckled: "What the abbot said is right, but I still have some questions about my practice. I have said that my family is compassionate. Can the abbot show his kindness and give me some advice?"

"If a layman comes to Nan'an Temple in the future..."

"Don't come, I'm very anxious now."

"The layman was joking. I have some worldly affairs, so I hope you can forgive me."

"Then there's nothing to talk about."

Wu Qing shrugged and rushed forward again without any explanation!

Wang Ren took the opportunity to pull away, and roughly grabbed a handful of elixirs from the bag. Without looking at it carefully, he just threw it into his mouth like chewing beans. With the blessing of the medicine, his momentum skyrocketed, and he received various BUFFs.

The colors were popping out, and those who didn't know thought they were middle-aged non-mainstream people.

It’s time to fight hard!

"Amitabha."

Jing Tong recited the Buddha's name in a low voice. One of the two men was not afraid of death, and the other was frequently resorting to tricks. Coupled with their tacit cooperation, they were far more difficult to deal with than ordinary sixth-grade warriors. His idea of ​​a quick victory was completely in vain.

Already.

After thinking for a moment, he used his palm as a knife and cut off his own head!

At the same time, the tiger-headed monk sat down quietly, his hands making lotus seals, and an inexplicable aura began to fill his body.

Wu Qing was frozen in place before he could react. Wang Ren's expression also suddenly changed, and he used his last strength to half-turn around.

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