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Chapter 180: Meng Huo can only capture and control him seven times

The big picture.

These two words made Xuan Yin and Xuan Sheng breathless.

"I don't care about your affairs."

Qiao Feng said: "I want you to spread the secret of Shaolin's seventy-two stunts as soon as possible."

This was the first time Qiao Feng saw Xiao Yuanshan's true appearance since he was a baby, but the connection between blood made him think that the person in front of him was his relative. Now that Xiao Yuanshan was in crisis, he would naturally resolve it with all his strength.

"I can resolve it for you now."

As the sweeping monk said this, he ducked in front of Xiao Yuanshan and reached out to brush the top of Xiao Yuanshan's head.

Xu Lang stretched out a hand and lightly blocked the sweeper's hand.

"Monk, do you know how to wash the marrow sutra?"

Xu Lang asked.

It is said that when the Patriarch Damo passed away, he left behind two volumes of scriptures, one for the Yi Jin Jing and one for the Marrow Cleansing Sutra. However, in "Swordsman", Master Fang Zheng explained the Yi Jin Jing to Linghu Chong.

At that time, it was made very clear that Patriarch Bodhidharma left behind a scripture, the Yi Jin Jing. Finally, after distinguishing it with Li Jing, he unearthed all the essence of martial arts in it.

In the world of Tianlong, it is said that the scriptures copied from the Yi Jin Jing have secret texts and secret pictures, and inside are the contents of the "Shen Zu Jing". You Tanzhi also used the Shen Su Jing to become a rare master.

Therefore, Xu Lang was really surprised when he heard that the Marrow Cleansing Sutra appeared in the metal plane.

"There's nothing strange about a skill."

The sweeping monk said disapprovingly. When the power of thought came, invisible force surged toward Xu Lang, but Xu Lang stood motionless in it, unusually stable.

The sword energy suddenly appeared in Xu Lang's hand and surged towards the sweeping monk.

The thumb Shao Shang sword was shocking and unstoppable, and the index finger, middle finger, ring finger, and little finger were also filled with sword energy. At this moment, the sword energy was everywhere, and Xu Lang also took action with all his strength, heading towards the sweeping monk.

"boom!"

"boom!"

"boom!"

The sweeping monk was hit by the sword one after another, but he was different from ordinary people in that his internal energy had already reacted three feet away. However, the sweeping monk could only do so with ease in this three-foot area, dodging back and forth to avoid Xu Lang's sword energy.

In today's world, when it comes to internal strength cultivation, Xu Langruo is ranked second, but no one dares to respect him as first.

The Taixuan Sutra and the Xiantian Qiankun Gong are both great perfections, and Xiaoyao Yufeng, an immortal-level martial arts, has been worn by Xu Lang. Although his practice is shallow, he has gained a lot, and this kind of internal power stimulates the six

The Divine Pulse Sword is really unstoppable. Even if the sweeping monk receives this sword energy, it can cut him in half.

The sweeping monk dodged one after another, then instantly distanced himself, using the wood-burning knife technique in his hand, swiping towards Xu Lang from a distance.

Xu Lang didn't even move. When the wood-burning sword technique came to him, it was naturally blocked by the true energy and dissipated in an instant.

Along with the internal energy of the wood-burning sword technique, Xu Lang's figure also dissipated.

Seeing this situation, the sweeping monk naturally arranged a wall of energy around his body. Then he felt a surge of energy coming from the side, and hurriedly used his powerful Vajra Fist to the left. The two struck each other, and the energy buzzed. Qiao Feng and others

He felt that there seemed to be muffled thunder in the mid-air, and then crackled, and the energy overflowed, overwhelming the sky and the earth. Xuansheng Xuanyin felt the energy surge in, his eyes went dark, and he could hardly see everything around him clearly.

Xu Lang stepped forward, using the Tianshan Liuyang Palm in one hand and the sword technique of saving Zhao's golden hammer with the other, and came towards the sweeping monk.

During the exchange of blows just now, the wall of energy around the sweeping monk's body had been broken. Seeing Xu Lang coming again, he blocked it with the Great Vajra Fist with one hand, and swayed it with the cassock demon subduing skill with the other hand. When his sleeves were swept up, the sweeping monk also

There is no shadow.

But in front of Xu Lang, how could the sweeping monk use Qinggong to escape?

"Crack!"

Qiao Feng and others only saw two groups of shadows rising up from the fallen leaves, fighting many times in the air, and the crackling sound did not stop. Judging from the color of the figures, it was Xu Lang who was attacking, and that group belonged to the sweeping monk.

Qingying has been passively defensive.

"Whoosh whoosh whoosh..."

The rolled up thick branches and fallen leaves turned into hidden weapons, and they were rapidly attacking each other. Xu Lang used the Tianshan plum-breaking hand, and all his martial arts essence was integrated into it. Facing the sweeping monk, he naturally opened his hands and feet, and

Tai Xuan Jing, Dugu Nine Swords, etc., the true meaning of martial arts is vividly displayed.

"Bang bang bang..."

Xu Lang's hands were so fast that there was almost no shadow, and the sweeping monk barely supported himself in it, consciously trapped in the waves of the sea. Xu Lang bombarded the ocean wantonly, reaching everywhere, and the sweeping monk relied on the true meaning of Yi Jin Cleansing Marrow, and in this wave

The tide rises and falls like thunder.

The two are fighting against each other. When it comes to internal strength, Xu Lang is the first person in the world after the one who created Xiaoyao Yufeng. The configuration of the innate Qiankun Kung and the Taixuan Sutra makes him invincible. As for Xiaoyao Yufeng, he can only stand in the grid.

If it improves, it needs to be repaired slowly and slowly, just like the immortal veins.

The Sweeping Monk was able to hold on because of the characteristics of Yi Jin Jing martial arts that make him stronger when he encounters strength. The Sweeping Monk was like a small boat in the waves, following the ebb and flow of the tide, fighting with Xu Lang one after another.

"Um?"

Xu Lang noticed this and directly restrained the Taixuan Sutra. He grabbed it with his unstoppable innate Qi, and immediately grabbed the sweeping monk's arm. At the same time, he struck the sweeping monk with a heart-breaking palm.

The sweeping monk was left swaying and vomiting blood from his mouth.

The five fingers circulated, and the Six Meridians Divine Sword was issued from Xu Lang's fingertips.

The sweeping monk looked in the direction of Xu Lang's fingertips, arranged an air wall, and rolled on the spot. Just as he was about to get up, Xu Lang was already in front of him and printed a palm on his chest.

"What a speed!"

"What a coincidence!"

The sweeping monk looked at Xu Lang and praised.

"I can go faster."

After saying these words, the sweeping monk felt that he had been hit by five palms in a row. When the protective wall of energy dissipated, Xu Lang's figure was like lightning, causing the sweeping monk's chest and back to be injured almost simultaneously, and then in the blink of an eye

in between, flitting aside.

The sweeping monk breathed gently. When he was injured just now, he was only supported by a breath of Qi that could change the tendons and cleanse the marrow, and was indestructible.

The air wall was propped up again.

The sweeping monk looked at Xu Lang and saw Xu Lang clenching his left hand into a fist, with his fingers curling or extending, as if he was calculating something. But before he could calm down, Xu Lang's figure had disappeared again.

"boom!"

The sweeping monk didn't know what was going on. The invisible wall of energy suddenly shattered. Xu Lang's figure appeared behind him, and his finger pointed at the Jade Pillow Point on the back of his head.

That's the Achilles' heel.

The winner has been decided.

"I lost."

The sweeping monk sighed and said.

"You have already lost."

Xu Lang withdrew his fingers and said: "I had more than eighty opportunities to blast you through with the Six Meridians Divine Sword before, but I didn't even take a chance. So I spared your life more than eighty times."

The most important thing is that I am afraid that the Marrow Cleansing Meridian will disappear immediately.

The reason why the sweeping monk's energy wall was broken just now was due to the Taishan sect's "What's the matter with Daizong" calculation, and then he used the energy-breaking style to defeat the enemy with one blow.

"Can you show me the Marrow Cleansing Sutra?"

Xu Lang looked at the sweeping monk and said, "I'll exchange it for other internal skills."

Meng Huo was only captured seven times. You spared me more than eighty times. What else can I say?

The sweeping monk was speechless.


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