0485: The expert's opinion is a blow to the bottom of the monthly pass
Jiang Dali ripped out his claws, and the sky was filled with the shadows of extremely sharp claws, overlapping one another, giving him a sense of fierceness and indomitableness, and the sound of chirping was endless.
When Kong Jian and other monks saw the momentum of Jiang Dali's attack, their expressions changed. They knew that Jiang Dali had not shown any real intentions in his previous fight with them.
However, when the heavy claws tore in front of the sweeping monk.
The sweeping monk put his hands together and said the Buddha's name, "Amitabha!"
Suddenly, an extremely thick wall of air was born again three feet in front of him.
boom!--!
The two claws were torn apart, and the air wall was chaotic and vibrating, making bursts of explosions like a series of cannons.
Jiang Dali felt as if his claws were being torn into the extremely thick and thick molten steel. The further inward, the more resistance and even rebounding force there was.
The rolling air waves seemed to force his claws away.
But at this time, the sweeping monk also looked extremely solemn.
His skinny palms were clasped together tightly, his monk's robes were fluttering endlessly, and his energy stirred up the dust on the ground.
Xiao Feng was shocked when he saw this. This old monk was so capable, and he was afraid that his benefactor would suffer even more in his hands. He shouted loudly: "My benefactor, I'm here to help you!"
He let out a long roar, stretched out both palms, and struck the old sweeping monk hard in the chest.
The sweeping monk's face was solemn, and he suddenly stretched out his left palm to block Xiao Feng's push.
The moment he stretched out his left palm to block Xiao Feng, the thick wall of air was torn apart by Jiang Dali and collapsed.
Jiang Dali laughed and changed his claws into palms.
A powerful and heavy palm hit the old monk sweeping the floor.
boom--
Under the palm wind, the air seemed to be compressed into a cyclone, and there was a loud roar between the sky and the earth, like a thunderbolt from the blue.
A powerful stone thrower!
The sweeping monk drew a circle with one hand. Facing Jiang Dali's extremely powerful palm, his palms were so light and light that it felt like Wudang Tai Chi.
But this is just the most common Shaolin Changquan.
Boom!
Fist handover.
The air made a "whooshing" scream, as if it had been squeezed instantly into a circle of water ripples and exploded.
But the sweeping monk groaned and dwarfed, the ground beneath his feet collapsed and shattered, and he sank.
However, at this moment, he suddenly turned to one side.
The right fist hit by Jiang Dali's palm moved like a pendulum, taking advantage of the force and hitting Xiao Feng.
Xiao Feng was just about to change his palms when he suddenly saw the sweeping monk using his right fist to strike with force. The force was so fierce that the air screamed, so he hurriedly took out his left palm and raised it to resist.
Unexpectedly, the sweeping monk's right palm changed direction midway, and it was purely a feint.
It just wanted to divert the power of one of Xiao Feng's palms to reduce the force pushing towards him.
At this time, Xiao Feng moved his left palm, and the sweeping monk's right fist and left fist immediately circled. At this moment, his body suddenly emitted a faint golden light, and the Vajra Indestructible Zen Skill was unleashed with all his strength.
Seeing such a scene, Kong Jian almost screamed in horror when he saw it from a distance.
Because the sweeping monk's Vajra Indestructible Zen skill was actually more powerful than him, it was clear that he had perfected his Zen skill.
All the changes between the three of them happened in a flash of lightning.
Jiang Dali almost knocked away the sweeping monk's blocked right fist with one palm, when he saw the opponent's left fist emitting golden light.
At that moment, it seemed as if a great force of heaven and earth had gathered on this punch.
My spirit and soul seemed to be shaken by this punch!
The sweeping monk wields a hammer like a thunder god, and his golden punch is meant to wipe out all the evil in the world.
But listen to a "clang" explosion.
The fists and palms of the two met like a cannon, "rumbling, rumbling - boom".
Jiang Dali's arms, which were like steel cast from iron, trembled violently and retracted.
The ground beneath my feet shook.
"Chi" the ground cracked open with cracks.
The sweeping monk's arm was shaken violently. The skin of the arm that was in contact with Jiang Dali suddenly cracked and his sleeves were shattered.
Xiao Feng's right palm hit almost at the same time!
There was a loud bang, hitting the sweeping monk hard on his golden chest.
The extremely fierce and domineering dragon-subduing palm power exploded instantly, causing the monk's robe on his chest to explode.
A rattling sound came from the sweeper's body, but his body was pushed by the wind of his palm, floating several feet to the side like a paper kite, just in time to avoid Jiang Dali's subsequent punch, and his figure seemed to be weightless.
Usually it falls on the stream.
He smiled slightly and said, "Both of you are indeed unparalleled young talents! The Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms are indeed powerful."
As soon as he said these words, blood spilled from the corner of his mouth, and the blood stained his white beard, which was shocking.
"Grandmaster......"
Xiao Feng already respected this old Shaolin monk, but when he saw this, he couldn't help but froze, feeling shocked and respected in his heart.
Jiang Dali saw that the long blood bar on the sweeper's head had appeared. It was at least three times stronger than his current blood of more than 36,000 points, and he couldn't help but feel shocked.
"Who is this sweeping monk? If he is not the master of a large force, even an NPC cannot have so much vitality based on his personal panel alone. Is it really Xiaoyaozi or Li Canghai?
No, it's not like these two people, their martial arts methods are completely different.
So far, he has only used Buddhist martial arts, and apart from strange moves like the three-foot air wall, he has not used any other martial arts at all."
Jiang Dali was filled with doubts, and he shouted and rushed to the old monk again, "This is an instruction, brother, you don't need to help!"
boom!--
There was a huge earthquake on the ground. He was like a swimming dragon. He took seven steps of a dragon to pursue the old monk. His momentum suddenly reached its peak, and he struck out with his long-smiling palm.
"Take my palm and hit the ice and fire stone!"
Rumble!
A cold current and a blazing force, two strong palm forces crossed each other, pressing down on the sweeping monk like two hills.
Suddenly, ice quickly condensed on one side of the water surface, and steam and blisters began to emit on the other side of the water surface under the high temperature.
"My Buddha is compassionate!"
Facing these two fierce palms with completely opposite attributes, the sweeping monk lowered his eyes slightly and chanted the Buddha's name, and put his hands together again.
The moment he put his hands together, the stream beneath his feet trembled.
The ice breaks and boiling water rises.
The water surface of the stream unexpectedly surged up unbelievably. Injected by the extremely strong power of heaven and earth, it formed two water walls like bird wings, rumbling to block the two powerful palms of Xiang Jiang.
There was a crash followed by a roar, which made people's hearts tighten, and a large amount of water waves exploded.
The two figures were immediately submerged in the water waves, and those who looked far away were horrified.
Jiang Dali only felt that his two palms were struck with great force and heavy force, but they were counteracted and blocked by the wall of water, which was both strong and soft. When he attacked again in front of the sweeping monk, he was already powerless.
And the other party suddenly took action like lightning at the moment when he was powerless.
A skinny palm was like an empty raging wave, rolling from far to near, from weak to strong, rolling towards Jiang Dali.
This palm is extremely powerful and contains overlapping strength, but it is actually a hand that combines strength and softness to succumb to demons.
clang!!--
Jiang Dali's indestructible body was directly hit and flew out.
It drew a long ravine almost close to the water surface of the stream and swept away.
"Amitabha! The layman Jiang's skills are greatly expanded and his sharpness is too strong. Have you ever thought that one day you will need to be ordinary and return to your true nature, restrain your sharpness, and move towards a prosperous road with yin and yang?"
The sweeping monk smiled faintly, and even though his mouth was bleeding, he did not change his elegant demeanor. He smiled like he was holding flowers with his hands, and a few wisps of imperceptible finger wind appeared.
Whoosh whoosh——
A few drops of water floating in front of him were instantly shot in front of Jiang Dali with the wind of his fingers.
clang!
clang!!
Jiang Dali just clapped his hands from the water, turned over and bounced up. Immediately, several large points on his body were hit by water droplets that were like cannonballs. There was a strong metallic trembling sound. Suddenly, his body trembled, and he fell to the ground like an iron bull.
in the stream.
"If you don't have a sharp edge, are you still a young man?"
Boom——
The water surface dented violently and trembled under the angry slaps of Jiang Dali's palms.
Electricity shot out from his body, and his whole body was full of destruction. His eyes suddenly became cold and merciless, as if he wanted to freeze the water into ice. He suddenly reached out, grasped the golden knife behind his back with both hands, and suddenly pulled it out.
Angrily slashed down!
Click——!
A bright sun seemed to explode in the void.
This knife gathered all the power, as if it was going to explode the earth.
It was like a cold current turning into a thick sword energy that spanned a distance of seven or eight meters and fell hard!
Seeing such a frightening and exaggerated sword energy scene, Kong Jian and the others were all dumbfounded, and felt horrified and worried in their hearts.
"Ingenuity shines brightly, and peace brings spring back!"
The sweeping monk's face was solemn, and he flicked his funny and torn sleeves, as if he was sweeping away dust on a daily basis.
Suddenly, a strong wind blew up, blowing back all the waves in the stream.
Bang bang bang bang...
The water splash collided with the sword energy under the strong wind, as if a sledgehammer was bombarding the sword energy one after another.
Suddenly there was a terrible thunderclap.
The remaining sword energy finally split the water curtain, and rushed down like lightning. The stream swayed, and was temporarily separated, forming a gully.
The figure of the sweeping monk floated back several feet like a kite. He clasped his hands together and sighed, "Since Master Jiang is so energetic and unwilling to give up, I will take the initiative to retreat, old monk. You should do the same in today's fight."
Income."
When he spoke, he was already five or six feet away.
After saying that, he took a big step and walked a few steps, as if he was floating, no longer falling to the ground. His body soared into the air, spanning more than ten feet in an instant, and landed on the Sutra Pavilion opposite.
Move again and disappear like a ghost.
This kind of miraculous Qinggong was something that Jiang Dali and everyone present had never seen before in his life. It was as if he had some evil magic.
Jiang Dali was about to pursue him again.
Suddenly I felt the water beneath my feet shaking.
The large water waves suddenly collapsed and disappeared as the power of the surrounding heaven and earth blocked them, and resumed their natural flow.
Almost at the same time.
"Boom!" A loud sound exploded behind Jiang Dali's head like thunder in early spring, and he woke up with a start!
This explosion, accompanied by the sweeping monk's previous remarks, rumbled in his ears and echoed in his mind.
Jiang Dali suddenly felt a joyful feeling in his eyebrows.
A sudden sense of understanding and control came over me.
Bewildered and confused, seemingly awake but not awake.
at the same time.
A prompt also appeared immediately from the panel...
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