Monk Shanyin raised his hand and made a [Maitreya Big Mudra]. The palm print was like a mountain, and the visual effect and impact were very high-end. This mudra was not at the same level as the previous one. It was so solid that it almost made people think it was this.
It’s a blow from the Dharma Realm.
His figure followed the Maitreya handprint that was swatted forward and swooped in. His left hand turned into fingers and his right hand clenched a fist. His long and strong mana was like an iron wall.
Gui Xing's eyes narrowed, and he sent the blood dragon gun forward. When the head of the gun hit the big hand seal, the blood dragon gun flicked back violently, and the gun body rotated 180 degrees, making the scene immediately boil with excitement. Those ignorant spectators couldn't wait to see it.
Shouting "Master Shanyin is mighty", he bowed his head and bowed.
Since ancient times, good and evil have not coexisted. Wolong Temple is the second sect of the righteous way, and Wuxiang Sect is the first demon sect. In the eyes of ordinary people, the demon sects are all sects composed of murderous demons. They long for it from the bottom of their hearts.
And believe in the theory that evil cannot defeat good.
At the moment, Shan Yin has shattered the top fifty Blood Dragon Spears in the Xuan Weapon List with one palm. It is clear at a glance which of the two is stronger and which one is weaker, and there is no longer any dispute.
Wu Linglong and Xie Kui in the third stage were staring at Gui Xing with their eyes fixed on them. They couldn't help but wonder in their hearts what the hell was this guy doing. The monk was certainly troublesome, but he wouldn't be able to make Gui Xing unable to resist with just one palm.<
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But just when they were confused, Gui Xing raised the Blood Dragon Spear, and when his arms were parallel to the Blood Dragon Spear, he pushed forward. It was a common method used by gun users - turning back the spear.
"Good means." Chen Guang saw it clearly and couldn't help but praise him. This time the carbine borrowed the power of the big hand seal and used its strength to smash the big hand seal. It has to be said that Gui Xing is not only extremely powerful but also has a flexible mind.
"Just turning your back on Monk Shankar is not a wise move."
As soon as he finished speaking, Monk Shanyin shot out a finger strike with his left hand, which was caught by the Blood Dragon Spear that was blocked by the gun. Then he got close to Guixing, his fists were like a rainstorm of pear blossoms.
"Okay." Wu Jichun said: "Master Shanyin's fists are like thunder. He strikes far with short strikes and long strikes with short strikes. This hand strikes close to the body. Gui Xing, who is holding a long spear in his hand, has no ability to fight back. He has to give up his blood."
When the Dragon Spear fights Master Shan Yin in hand-to-hand combat, one must either open a distance to release the power of the Blood Dragon Spear, or else the only way to lose is to lose."
Li Yuanhao was a little tired and said: "In this way, there will be no controversy about the leader. Elder Wu, I am a little stuck. I don't plan to continue watching the next game. If there is anything interesting, just send someone to inform me. Taizhentang
My brother is seriously injured, I should go take a look."
Wu Jichun paused. This is the fourth round of the Sword Trial Tournament, a key match that determines the outcome. You have finished watching the boring schedule, and now you have to leave?
Wu Jichun bowed his hand in a sensible manner, "Your Highness, Prince, don't worry. If the result comes out, I will inform Your Highness as soon as possible."
The punches rained down, but not as Wu Jichun had guessed. Guixing set up the internal force shield and hit the shield with his fist. The ripples suddenly spread layer by layer, and the luster of the shield also dropped sharply.
After ten breaths, it becomes bleak.
Click!
The moment the protective shield shattered, everyone thought that Shangyin Monk had the upper hand. They noticed that Guixing's attack was overwhelming, but they ignored that the defense was also impregnable.
Dang Dang Dang!
The fist hit the python dragon's blood armor, and the clear bell echoed. The strong wind blew the clothes of the two people fluttering. The strong internal force impact even knocked off the crown and hairpin on the head, and the hair fell down and scattered.
Hanging on the chest, shoulders and back.
Gui Xing raised his foot and kicked Shan Yin hard on the chest. Even if the latter defended in time, he was kicked back three or four feet.
Gui Xing gently stroked his hair, and he didn't know whether he was laughing in anger or for some other reason. He smiled brightly, "No one has made me so embarrassed for a long time. Monk, you are very good, really very good."
After saying that, he held the gun in his left hand at a 45-degree angle across his chest, held the joint of his left hand in his right hand, and said loudly: "Gui Xing, a direct disciple of the master of the first hall of the Wuxiang Sect, what do you call the monk?"
Monk Shan Yin salutes with one hand, "The abbot of Wolong Temple personally teaches disciple Shan Yin."
Everyone was surprised.
Everyone knew that Shan Yin was a descendant of Wolong Temple, but they never knew that this monk was actually the abbot of Wolong Temple and a disciple of Arhat Zhenji, the third one on the list of masters. They all just thought he was a disciple of a certain leader.
At this time, public sentiment was high, and the competition was not limited to just two people, but had risen to the level of two grandmasters.
Arhat Zhenji, third on the list of masters.
Heavenly Demon Qi Kunlun, fifth on the grandmaster list.
There is only one mad scholar, Feng Gaowang, between them.
"No wonder, you are the disciple of Monk Zhenji." Gui Xing said with a smile: "Monk, you have raised my fighting spirit to an unprecedented level. Next, I may not be able to hold back."
Monk Shan Yin said: "It doesn't matter. If the donor dies in the hands of the young monk, please forgive me."
Guixing laughed wildly and said: "Okay."
The evil spirit of the blood dragon gun is condensing at a speed visible to the naked eye, including the python dragon blood armor, and the whole body is full of energy. The evil spirit turns into a strange silhouette with jet black dragon horns on its forehead and gray flesh wings on its back behind Gui Xing.
That pressure actually caused several cracks to appear on the ground of Arena No. 1, and the cracks are still spreading.
"What kind of monster is that?"
"It's so strenuous, I feel like I can't breathe."
"..."
The leader of the Taibai Sword Sect and the four elders all felt that it was more difficult than ever. What the hell was that phantom? It actually gave warriors of their level a feeling of palpitations.
Wu Jichun asked: "Brother Ba, you are knowledgeable, have you ever seen that phantom-like monster?"
Ba Lindong shook his head, "If we talk about monsters, no matter how rare they are, the Taibai Sword Sect's classics should have recorded one or two of them. I have read all the books in the sect in order to seek breakthroughs, but I have never seen such humanoid creatures in them.
There is not even a few words of information.”
"Drink!" Gui Xing shouted wildly, and the evil spirit phantom poured straight into his body. In an instant, his eyes were blood red, and the red evil energy spread on his blood vessels. A breath of breath knocked down some of the audience on the Zhongfeng Arena.
From time to time, beastly roars came out of his mouth.
Gui Xing took out the gun, and the Gang Qi on the gun followed him like a shadow, turning into a tornado that swept across the mountains and cracked the ground. The gun went straight to Shan Yin's throat with lightning speed.
Monk Shan Yin suddenly felt horrified. He pushed [Vajra Indestructible Body] to the limit and shot the Maitreya Mudra with both palms at the same time. However, the gun was really indestructible. It shattered the hand seal with one shot, but stopped at Monk Shan Yin's throat.
Before.
Phew!
Sumeru Finger!
One finger hit Gui Xing on the wrist, but the latter seemed not to feel the pain. A Xumi finger hit almost penetrated the wrist, but Gui Xing remained unmoved and instead attacked more fiercely.
Chen Guang stared at Gui Xing intently, observing his every move, and secretly said: "That seems to be a secret technique that temporarily increases strength. After it is used, both strength and speed are increased, and even the pain is lost, but at the cost
The defense has become a decoration."
His heart was shaking, it was the battle he had longed for.