Feng Ruoxi smiled and said: "Master has such deep inner strength."
Yinfa said: "Donor Feng is overly rewarded. Donor Feng has extremely strong inner strength and is so fierce that the poor monk almost couldn't catch it."
Feng Ruoxi said: "Okay, master, be careful, I'm going to increase my palm strength."
Yinfa said anxiously: "Wait a minute."
Feng Ruoxi asked in astonishment: "Master, what can I do?"
Yinfa said: "I have been tired from traveling and traveling today, and my body can't bear it after one palm. I want to take a rest and regulate my breathing and Qi."
Feng Ruoxi smiled slightly and said: "It doesn't matter, master, you can rest enough before coming back." He sat next to him and adjusted his messy Qi.
Leng Shuang approached Palace Master Leng Yun and asked softly: "Master, what are they doing? It seems they don't really want to compete with us."
Palace Master Leng Yun said: "I can also see that they are stalling for time. Humph, don't be anxious yet, let's see what kind of medicine they are selling in the gourd."
Leng Shuang said: "Yes, disciple understands."
After resting for a while, Yinfa said: "Have a rest, Lord Feng, let's start."
Feng Ruoxi said: "Okay." He stood up and said: "Master, please make a move."
Yinfa said: "That's offended." He moved forward quickly and quickly slapped a palm. Feng Ruoxi saw that this palm was so powerful that it moved very quickly and the palm was very fierce. He said secretly: "It's so powerful.
The palm technique is not like the martial arts of Chongsheng Temple."
Little did he know that before Yinfa became a monk, he dominated the martial arts world with his fierce palm skills. Later, he escaped into Buddhism for the sake of enlightenment. He felt that his palm skills were too lethal and violated the compassionate heart of Buddhism, so he deliberately discarded them.
Therefore, it is rarely used in normal times. Now in order to delay time, I have to use this palm technique.
Feng Ruoxi shouted: "Good palm technique." She greeted him with a light palm. The palm technique seemed exquisite and unparalleled, but the palm force was weak and the strength of the palm technique was completely lost.
In an instant, the two palms met again. The two of them stood motionless, but their heads were surrounded by white air, and beads of sweat dripped down. They drew back their palms and praised: "Amitabha, the wind donor is good at palm skills."
.Use your feminine power to neutralize the poor monk’s strong force, and then attack the poor monk’s palm with fierce force, making the poor monk’s palm power disappear invisible. I admire you, admire you.”
Feng Ruoxi smiled and said: "The master's palm skills are extremely powerful. I can barely cope with it, but I really don't dare to get such praise."
Yinfa said: "Okay, Lord Feng, the poor monk's last palm is coming." The cassock flicked, but before the palm came out, the power was already there. Feng Ruoxi was taken aback, and hurriedly used her power to resist, and closed her hands to resist.
Fa's palm force was pushed out with a flat palm. Suddenly, he felt that the opponent's palm force was empty. He was confused and wanted to hold back his palm, but it was impossible.
Yinfa was hit by Feng Ruoxi's palm and he retreated behind everyone. After he calmed down, he sighed: "Amitabha, this poor monk has lost."
Feng Ruoxi asked curiously: "Did the master give in on purpose?" He had already tested the reason for the palm just now and found out that it was a deliberate retreat and did not use the palm to resolve it. He couldn't figure it out and asked aloud.
Yinfa smiled and said: "Winning or losing can happen in an instant. The poor monk's true energy is exhausted and he is unable to use his palm again. Feng Donor, you win."
Seeing that Yinfa had given up, Feng Ruoxi couldn't say anything, so she had to retreat with doubts in her heart.
Yin Yun stepped forward and said: "The poor monk has come to learn the tricks of the masters from Leng Yun Palace. I wonder which one will end up?"
Bai Yutian hummed, "I'm here to learn the martial arts from Chongsheng Temple." He jumped up and stood in front of Yinyun.
Yin Yun chuckled and said: "That's fine, the poor monk also wants to learn the martial arts that ranks second among the four heavenly kings of Leng Yun Palace."
"Wait a minute." Palace Master Leng Yun shouted, "You have set the rules, we must also set the rules here."
Yin Yun said: "Donor, please tell me."
Palace Master Leng Yun said: "You must not stop and rest between the three palms, you must finish them in one breath."
Yin Yun said: "Donor, this arrangement seems not very good------"
Palace Master Leng Yun interrupted Yin Yun and said coldly: "What? You don't agree?"
Yin Yun said: "That's not what I mean."
Palace Master Leng Yun said: "That's the best. How long will it take you to finish the fight? Hehe, it would be too childish to delay the fight."
Yin Yun was startled, thinking that Palace Master Leng Yun had seen their intentions. But then he thought that if Palace Master Leng Yun really saw their intentions, he would definitely strengthen patrols and defenses, and he would not allow them here.
He was joking, relaxed, smiled slightly, and said: "Then just follow what the donor said." Palace Master Lengyun snorted and remained silent.
Yin Yun said: "Donor Bai, be careful, the poor monk has made a move." As soon as he finished speaking, his palm movement was already out.
Bai Yutian was startled and shouted: "It's so fast." He quickly activated his breath, secretly generated strength, and faced him with a palm.
"Bang" Bai Yutian took two steps back, and Yin Yun immediately followed him, not allowing him to breathe, and slapped him again.
Bai Yutian secretly complained that his martial arts were far different from that of Yin Yun. Only by activating the super powers in his body, he might be able to fight. But now that Yin Yun was pressing closer and closer, there was no time for him to activate the super powers in his body.
, where is the strength to fight against him?
As a last resort, he steeled himself and hit him with a palm. There was a loud "boom", and Bai Yutian couldn't stand anymore. He took three more steps back before barely losing the strength. Before he could recover, Yin Yun's third palm came.
Having already attacked, he felt his heart pounding and said cruelly: "I'm going to die if I die. I won't let you have an easy life even when I'm dying." He picked up his whole life's skill and slapped it out with one palm.
The sound of "booming" continued, and Bai Yutian screamed "Oh!" and flew backwards. Because of the movement of the cloud figure, he caught Bai Yutian who was about to fall to the ground, put it down gently, and said: "Is the donor injured anywhere?"
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Bai Yutian checked his luck according to the words, and found that his true energy was running normally, and it didn't look like he had been injured internally. He knew that Yin Yun was showing mercy and did not want to hurt his life. He felt guilty and said, "Thank you, Master, for showing mercy. I'm fine."
Yin Yun smiled and said nothing, turned around and stood beside Yin Fa.
Yin Mie said with a smile: "It's not good to ask you guys to come out to challenge me all the time. This time I'm here to ask Dala for some tips."
Dala had several battles with Yin Mie, and Yin Mie lost every time. When he saw Yin Mie naming him and wanted to fight him, he muttered in his heart: "You know that I am not your opponent, but you still ask me to fight, isn't it?"
Do you want me to die deliberately? I think all the Buddhist compassion and salvation of all sentient beings are all lies."
He wanted to let Leng Shuang or Song Ying take the challenge, but he was afraid that Palace Master Leng Yun would be unhappy. He had no choice but to bite the bullet and step forward and said, "I'm here to learn the master's tricks."
Yin Mie said: "Donor, you are too polite. Donor has excellent martial arts skills. He will make a move later. I hope he will be merciful."
Dala said: "Master is joking. Master's martial arts are invincible in the world. How dare I show off in front of Master." He said to himself: "I will flatter you first, and I will keep my love when I do it later."
noodle."
Yin Mie chuckled and said, "Okay, donor, let's start."
Dala stood up on his horse and said with a fierce heart: "Come on." Yin Mie moved forward, wrapped his arms around Dala's body, and took advantage of everyone's unpreparedness to cling to his ear and whispered: "You can let me know later.
Go over and I will fight you, otherwise I will make you uncomfortable and lose face."
Dala asked in astonishment: "What?"
Because he didn't dare to stay too much, he withdrew his palm and said with a smile: "The donor is good at martial arts, and the poor monk admires him. I just don't know if he can take the second palm of the poor monk."
Although he has a simple mind, he still understood the meaning of Yin Mie's words just now, and secretly said: "As long as you show mercy, I will do anything." He laughed and said: "Master is joking, come on, I'm ready.
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Due to Mie Xin's understanding, he struck out with a palm, retaining three points of his strength. As soon as he touched Dala's palm, he retracted his strength, rushed forward, stood up, turned around and said with a smile: "What a good palm technique."
Da La felt confident and stepped forward and said, "Look at your palm." He took the initiative and struck Yin Mie's head with a fierce slap.
Yin Mie raised his palms upward, just enough to hold the big palms. Both of them took three steps back. Yin Mie said: "Amitabha, the poor monk can't defeat the donor, and the donor can't defeat the poor monk. Why don't we draw a tie?
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Dala said happily: "Yes, yes, it's a draw, it's a draw. Thank you, Master, for showing mercy." He stepped back happily, not expecting such a good result.
Palace Master Leng Yun frowned, suddenly thought of something, his face changed drastically, and he shouted angrily: "Come here, kill these four dead monks."
Leng Shuang, who was standing next to him, was puzzled as to why Palace Master Leng Yun suddenly got so angry and said, "Master, what's wrong? Did you see something was wrong?"
Palace Master Leng Yun sneered and said: "Damn monk, I was almost deceived by you. You deliberately left us here to buy time for some people to steal the nectar of rebirth, one of the four artifacts." He said to those around him.
Leng Shuang said: "Go and strengthen patrols. If you find anyone suspicious, you will be killed without mercy."
Leng Shuang said: "Yes, Master." He led a group of disciples and was about to go down.
When Yinfa saw that his plan had been exposed, he felt anxious. He suddenly raised his palm and shouted, "We can't leave until the donor gives us an explanation."
Palace Master Leng Yun waved his walking stick, breaking Yin Fa's palm, and said coldly: "Leng Shuang, why don't you go quickly? An enemy has invaded our territory, and a first-level alert signal has been issued, and all disciples have entered the battle.
Prepare."
He said to the four heavenly kings: "You guys, go and keep those four monks and invite them to sit in the small bamboo heart building. If they don't want to, there's no need to force them. Kill them."
"Yes." The four heavenly kings each moved their bodies, trying to surround the four Yinfa people.
Yinfa sighed: "Since the benefactor is stubborn and stubborn, the poor monk has no choice but to offend him." With a pointer, he forced back the besieging Lengyun Palace disciples and shouted: "Retreat to the hillside." He was sick.
He quickly retreated and saw the disciples of Lengyun Palace pressing forward again, shaking his fingers and clicking several times with extremely powerful fingers.
"Buddha's One Finger" is a unique skill of Chongsheng Temple. It is very powerful. Because the power of the Dharma has reached the state of transformation, "Buddha's One Finger" is even more extraordinary. These few pointings are really majestic and unparalleled in power. Even Feng Ruoxi's martial arts
Strong people don't dare to take on the opponent head-on, so they step back to avoid his sharp edge.
After such a delay, the four Yinfa retreated to the hillside. The disciples of Lengyun Palace, not knowing how powerful they were, rushed forward one after another. The four of them used their skills at the same time, and many of the disciples of Lengyungong retreated, leaving a large number of dead and injured.