From the headmaster of Quanzhen, he began to traverse the heavens

Chapter 152 The True Monarch arrives

Yang Ming hid at the feet of the Great Heavenly Venerate Yuqing and watched the Hu Renfans and the martial arts masters from the Tantric Sect besieging the Quanzhen Seventh Son and his master Yin Zhiping.

In Yang Ming's impression, the martial arts of his master and these old Taoist priests are already extraordinary and only limited to imagination.

But the black dwarf's martial arts seemed to be even more powerful. Seeing that his master and his ancestors were about to lose, Yang Ming was still clenching a handful of caltrops in his hand, waiting for an opportunity to attack.

Until the woman in white appeared and easily repelled the Tibetan monk who was waving the vajra, Yang Ming thought to himself: It seems that this aunt in white is the most powerful in martial arts. She turned out to be the senior of Qingxuan Zhenjun and Chilian Sanren. , but she is older than my master's backup, why don't you look so young when you are seven or eighty years old?

Thinking about the help of the seniors and seniors from this sect, these Western Regions Hu people and lamas and monks may be caught without their hands, Yang Ming suddenly became confident.

But looking at this man named Tie Luohan, he is like a statue of King Kong in the temple. His eyes are flickering, making people dare not look directly. Every step he takes forward, the blue bricks under his feet and the surrounding blue bricks turn into dust, reflecting the majestic and profound strength.

Yang Ming was inexplicably horrified. He only felt that this Iron Arhat seemed to be an Arhat. Otherwise, how could he have such magical powers.

Yang Ming didn't understand that Tie Luohan had developed the Buddhist supernatural powers of King Kong to ward off demons, which indicated that his outer martial arts had already reached the peak, so if the strength of this powerful King Kong was used with all his strength, it would naturally be reckless and destructive.

Qiu Chuji is the most knowledgeable and powerful, so he reminded in a low voice, "Woman. Be careful, you can't be a match."

The woman in white is the head of the ancient tomb sect.The Jade Maiden Heart Sutra was completed more than ten years ago, and now he has been meditating in the ancient tomb for more than ten years. His skills have long since passed the mystery. If you ask yourself, it should be no less than the five great masters in the world. With kung fu, he was apprehensive in his heart, worried that when he came to him and exercised enough kung fu, he would not be able to compete with him, so he made the first move.

I saw a white shadow flickering, and the head of the ancient tomb came to Tie Luohan, and drew a phantom in the sky with both hands to hit Tie Luohan's body from all incredible angles.

Tie Luohan opened his right hand like a palm fan and slapped out the overwhelming force of his palm to resist, while his left hand was a false grasp of the ancient tomb master, but if the ancient tomb master dared to take a big negligence, this seemed to be a false finger. The force will instantly turn into a real move and fall.

After a few fights with Tie Luohan, the head of the ancient tomb and Tie Luohan knew that his skill was not inferior to him, but his martial arts were fierce, but the martial arts of the ancient tomb were light and nimble. The first-class Qinggong movement method turned around to find the flaws in Tie Luohan's vigorous Vajra palm martial arts. It looked like a cloud of white smoke circling and fluttering around Tie Luohan. Accidentally almost got hit by the head of the ancient tomb, so he can only defend with all his strength, and observe the movement and movement of the head of the ancient tomb, ready to see the rules before making a full shot.

At this time, the shouts of killing outside the palace gradually subsided, and Zhao Zhijing, who was in control of the Big Dipper Great Array, suddenly rebelled, causing the great array that could have been stably resisting the evil spirits to break down in a moment.

Hundreds of Quanzhen disciples were injured and killed in an instant, and the rest were either pointed at acupuncture points and thrown aside or forced into the corner of Chongyang Palace to resist.

Now that the sky is getting dark, and half a jade plate hangs in the sky, it is only a matter of hours before the Quanzhen Sect disciples are completely taken down.

The light in the hall gradually disappeared. In the eyes of everyone, only a white shadow of the head of the ancient tomb seemed to hang on Tie Luohan's body. Not only Qiu Chuji and others watched nervously at the top of the island with thunder and thunder, but also Jinlun Fawang, Xiaoxiangzi, Nimoxing, Huodu, etc., and they were secretly admiring and shocked.

As the hall became dark, everyone could not see clearly, but the head of the ancient tomb had been living in the ancient tomb for decades, and he had long been able to see at night, but Tie Luohan could not see clearly, but only a dozen tricks. Suddenly, the head of the ancient tomb slapped two palms on the chest and back. The cold force made Tie Luohan shake his body in a cold war, and at the same time, he shouted and changed his palms. The King Kong Bo Ruo palm resisted.

Falun Gong Jinlun and the others couldn't see clearly, but they heard the wind unabated, but Tie Luohan roared again and again. They all knew that Tie Luohan suffered a loss, and Xiaoxiangzi and Nimoxing were happy to compete with themselves for the first place in Great Mongolia. The powerful candidate of the national teacher suffered a loss, and naturally he would not help, but Falun Dafa King Jinlun believed that he was the first national teacher in Great Mongolia, and he wanted to form a good relationship for Tie Luohan, so he rolled up his sleeves. A small piece of wood that had fallen from a hole in the roof not long ago was dragged into his hand.

The big handprint of the ten successful powers was gently pinched on the wood, and the incomparably hot palm force was transmitted to the wooden stick through friction. The flames suddenly brought a faint light to the hall.

The head of the ancient tomb was about to hit Tie Luohan's Dazhui point with a palm, but a bright light suddenly appeared, allowing Tie Luohan to see the scene in front of him clearly, and to notice the wind in the back of his head. In the hands of the head of the tomb.

At this time, the head of the ancient tomb did not exercise enough palm strength, but instead opened up farther away like an electric shock, his right hand trembled slightly, and said, "What a powerful body-protecting magic."

Anyone who practiced martial arts, with a little strength in their bodies, would have the ability to protect their bodies, but like Tie Luohan’s rebounding power like gunpowder collapsed, the head of the ancient tomb was also secretly shocked, she thought to herself. : I heard that Master said that Shaolin Temple has a set of King Kong magic art, which is a peerless martial art after practicing all the Buddhist martial arts to subdue demons. The body-protecting power of the bell jar is the same as the secret method of the Buddha's King Kong, which is another magical power of the Shaolin Temple, the "King Kong Indestructible Magic".

Tie Luohan let out a sigh of relief, and looked at Falun Gong Jinlun gratefully.

King Jinlun lightly tossed the lit wooden stick. The stick seemed to be pulled by a rope and flew out flat. An arrow shot and lit more than ten arm-sized candles on the side of the hall, and waited until the last candle was lit. After that, he suddenly fell, and everyone in the hall under the control of this powerful force changed their expressions slightly, feeling ashamed.

Nemo Xing and Xiao Xiangzi asked themselves that they could do it by throwing a lit wooden candle to ignite it, but the force of the throw could be calculated to just ignite the last candle before falling. This subtle control is far from enough. And, only then did the two realize that King Jinlun was the insurmountable hill for them to compete for the first national division.

The head of the ancient tomb originally wanted to defeat Tie Luohan in the dark, but as soon as he gained the upper hand, King Jinlun lit wooden sticks and candles, and then he could only fight fiercely. Even if he was lucky enough to defeat this iron arhat after a hard fight, the opponent still had the black dwarf and the white-faced zombie with superb martial arts, and even the unfathomable Golden Wheel Dharma King, can he beat the second person?
The head of the ancient tomb sighed faintly. Although he knew that if he fought, he would go to Huangquan together with the old Taoist of Quanzhen Sect, but he couldn't let himself retreat. It was just death. What was the difference between death?
The breeze was blowing across his face, and Tie Luohan hurriedly lowered his elbows and arms, and the soft sound of "pop" blocked the palm of the head of the ancient tomb.

Tie Luohan grinned and said, "The female knight's martial arts are really good, but it's not easy for you to hit me again."

As he spoke, Tie Luohan stretched out his arms, and his five fingers grabbed the neck and heart of the head of the ancient tomb with Chi Chi Feng Jin.

The head of the ancient tomb didn't move and suddenly slipped a foot back to avoid it, and then shook out a white sash, inserted a few jade bee needles at one end, and then swam in and out erratically, dancing the white sash toward the iron. Arhat's body acupuncture points were laid.

Tie Luohan didn't dare to be negligent, and with one hand he used a thick palm to shake Bai Ling away, and at the same time, the other hand tried to shake the head of the ancient tomb that affected Bai Ling.

Both of them used the skills they have cultivated for decades this time. One is from the outside to the inside, strong and powerful, and the other is light and peaceful, and the internal force is cold and tough. At the beginning, everyone can see the moves clearly. After [-] fights, the sky is full of white shadows and palms, and the candlelight against the wall in the distance doubles and the palm wind keeps fluctuating. Except for King Jinlun, Nimoxing, and Xiaoxiangzi, everyone The movements of the two of them could no longer be seen clearly, and the Hu people with lower skill even looked dizzy and almost fell over.

Although Yang Ming's skill is weak, he possesses the most profound "Arhat Demon-fighting Magic" in Shaolin Temple. Although it can't be said that it is much stronger than the King Kong's Demon-fighting Magic, the two magics come from the same source, and Yang Ming can not only understand Iron Arhat. Instead, he unconsciously compared it with the movements of the eighteen Arhat puppets and the meridian diagrams in his mind, and the breath in his body started to flow unconsciously, causing him to forget everything and enter a mysterious realm of illusoryness. From time to time, there is a breakthrough in the acupoint entrance. I have followed my parents to practice martial arts with a solid foundation of internal strength, and they have wandered through the Twelve Serious Meridians for more than two hours, rushing to the leading meridians of the Eight Extraordinary Meridians...

Gradually, the subway Arhat and the head of the ancient tomb fought to more than 500 moves. At this time, both of them used their power of ten successes. Zhang, breathing like a bellows, filling up the clothes, it seems to be bigger again.

When Tie Luohan slapped the palm of his hand, he swept out with a fierce palm force and a gust of wind. The three feet in front of him were covered by palm force. Although the ancient tomb master's movement skills were ingenious and superb, it was difficult to face this kind of palm force. He couldn't dodge in time, so he could only shake Bai Ling to resist.

But this Bai Lingdou has been pulled by Tie Luohan's strength for many times now, and it was already at the end of the battle, only to hear a stinging sound of Bai Ling breaking, and then Tie Luohan turned his palms into claws and grabbed Bai Ling.

Although Tie Luohan was not good at using soft weapons, his divine power was conveyed by Bai Ling, but with a gentle pull, the head of the ancient tomb felt that the force was unstoppable. Run your mind to keep your body in shape.

The victory or defeat of the masters is only a matter of time. The head of the ancient tomb has been affected by a little disorder in his footsteps. Tie Luohan rushed out, his hands and ten fingers were like ten spears, and the fingertips did not touch the head of the ancient tomb. That Ling Rui strength made her face sting.

The head of the ancient tomb had the intention to dodge, but Tie Luohan's fingers had sealed all her directions, front, back, left, and right.

In front of the head of the ancient tomb, her celestial net potential can be used to block hundreds of sparrows from flying out, so Tie Luohan's series of powerful diamond fingers can naturally be blocked.

However, even if the head of the ancient tomb wears gold gloves, which can destroy gold and jade, and are invulnerable to swords and guns, the more than ten fingers that blocked Tie Luohan were still broken by the force of the most violent fingers penetrated into the gloves, and then flew out. The back of the altar collapsed, Yang Ming suddenly reached out to support her, and the head of the ancient tomb, who was still a little staggered, stood still.

"puff……"

Spitting out a mouthful of blood, the head of the ancient tomb turned paler, but he didn't cry out in pain, he just breathed a little faster.

"Miss!"

"Master!"

One old and one young two exclaimed, and an oddly ugly old woman sprang out from the back of the hall, and the other was a beautiful girl who was looking at sixteen or seventeen years old. The two rushed to the head of the ancient tomb. , and then eagerly looked at the head of the ancient tomb.

"Are you seriously injured?"

The head of the ancient tomb shook his head gently and said, "You won't be able to die in a while, Long'er, if you step back, you won't be able to beat them."

After speaking, the head of the ancient tomb turned to look at Yang Ming again, seeing that he was not wearing a Taoist robe, and said in a low voice, "Are you from the Shaolin School? You have practiced Buddhist Kung Fu really solidly."

Seeing the kindness in the eyes of this aunt in white, Yang Ming suddenly remembered his mother and said, "The younger generation is a disciple of Quanzhen, and the Taoist priest Yin Zhiping is the teacher." After speaking, Yang Ming boldly held the ancient tomb. The head's icy palms channeled the internal force into the body of the ancient tomb head, learning to sit cross-legged with Quanzhen's fourth son and master, wanting to transcend Qi to heal the ancient tomb head.

The head of the ancient tomb only felt that Yang Ming's internal strength was pure and warm. Although it was thin and weak, it was more brilliant than Tie Luohan's strength. Those fierce strengths in his body that penetrated into the body and hurt the meridians lowered their eyebrows when they met Yang Ming's internal strength. Pleasant to the eye was slowly surrendered.

The head of the ancient tomb only felt that Yang Ming's internal force was very comfortable to swim in the body, so he turned the Jade Maiden Heart Sutra to lead Yang Ming's internal force to subdue the iron Arhat in his body one by one, and then put Yang Ming and those of Tie Arhat with Yang Ming. The inner strength of Buddhism with similar inner strength was sent back to Yang Ming's body together.

Yang Ming was originally encouraging the head of the ancient tomb to transcend Qi to heal his wounds, but suddenly a warm current entered from his palm. He was first shocked, and then he realized that it was his own inner strength that led the inner strength into the sea of ​​​​dantian Qi with a single thought, but unexpectedly This internal force is very strong, and when his dantian is full, there is still a steady stream of internal force entering the body.

Yang Ming was startled, and hurriedly ran the puppet mind method to store the internal force in the various acupoints. After he absorbed the internal force, all the joints in his body cracked. He only felt itchy all over his body, and his body was steaming like it was about to swell. Again, this feeling made him very uncomfortable.

Qiu Chuji recognized Grandma Sun, and also knew that the beautiful girl in white was Li Mochou's junior sister, the direct disciple of the head of the ancient tomb, although she didn't know her name, only the surname was Long.

Seeing the pale face of the head of the ancient tomb, apparently unable to fight again, Qiu Chuji worried that the Quanzhen Sect would be implicated in the ancient tomb sect, so he said loudly: "Miss Long, Granny Sun, you should take the heroine away, and take this child by the way. Take it with you."

After Qiu Chuji finished speaking, he looked at Falun Dafa King Jinlun, Tie Luohan and the others, and said solemnly, "These female heroes are not members of my Quanzhen religion, but they came to help because of the friendship of neighbors. I have a dispute between the Quanzhen religion and you. It is not appropriate to implicate others, please don't bully women and children."

Tie Luohan didn't have much internal strength left at this time, so naturally he would not go forward to make up for it. The rest of the people had no grievances with the ancient tomb sect, and they even considered themselves to be masters of a generation.

Yin Zhiping heard what Qiu Chuji meant and knew that his teacher wanted to save Yang Ming, so he winked at Yang Ming.

Yang Ming knew that his teacher meant to avenge them in the future, so he held back the sadness in his chest, tugged at Miss Long and aunt in white, and said, "Aunt and sister, mother-in-law, let's go, I'm afraid!"

After Yang Ming finished speaking, he leaned into the ear of the head of the ancient tomb and said, "Let's go first, and when Zhenjun Qingxuan and Chilian Sanren come back, they will naturally be able to take revenge..."

The head of the ancient tomb was still a little hesitant, but the little dragon girl whispered in the master's ear: "If you don't hear from Big Brother Lin, they can't be sure if he is dead or alive. Besides, the senior sister, Qingniu Palace, Yuqing Palace, etc. are still there. No one dares to kill the Quanzhen Seven Sons..."

Seeing that these people did not go to besiege Qiu Chuji and others, the head of the ancient tomb felt a little at ease, so he left with Granny Sun, Xiao Longnv, and Yang Ming.

After the head of the ancient tomb and others left, Xiao Xiangzi squinted his eyes and said, "No one is stopping you, everyone, do these old masters kill?"

Nimo Xing suddenly remembered the rumor that Zhenjun Qingxuan killed the three major religions in the Western Regions alone the year before, and he felt a chill in his heart. He knew that not many people knew about this news in Middle Earth, but he could confirm that it was true.

Now Zhenjun Qingxuan has only been missing for less than two years, and it is still unknown whether he is dead or alive. If he suddenly returns to Middle Earth in a few years and learns that he and others killed his brothers and sisters, then he will even escape back to Tianzhu. I'm afraid it's hard to survive.

Thinking of this, Nemo Xing fought a cold war and said solemnly: "I won't kill Laodao, I'm here to compete with Quanzhen Sect, as long as Quanzhen Laodao admits that his skills are inferior to others, I will let them go."

Xiaoxiangzi is a famous legend in western Hunan. Naturally, he heard about the mystery of the destruction of the Iron Palm Gang, and he was also afraid of Qingxuan Zhenjun. Seeing that Nemo was afraid, he waved his hand and said, "Yes, yes, it's good to admit defeat."

Falun Gong Jinlun has not made a single shot since he climbed Zhongnan Mountain. Although he thinks that he is the best in the world in martial arts, even if not the most powerful, he should be able to be similar to the middle and small supernatural powers of the Eastern Evil, the Western Poison, the Southern Emperor and the Northern Beggar in the Middle Earth. Mo Xing and Xiao Xiangzi seemed to be quite afraid, and did not dare to yell at the Quanzhen Seven Masters. They knew in their hearts that they were afraid of the Qingxuan Zhenjun, so they looked at Tie Luohan.

Tie Luohan has been practicing in the Western Regions for a long time. Naturally, he has heard the prestige of the Qingxuan Zhenjun. He also knows the deeds of the Qingxuan Zhenjun who destroyed the three major religions alone, but the third son of Quanzhen passed by the King Kong Gate the year before. He had never grasped the King Kong Gate, and Tie Luohan thought that the Qingxuan Zhenjun and the Quanzhen Sect were afraid of the King Kong Gate.

Seeing that Xiaoxiangzi and Nimoxing were afraid at this time, Tie Luohan laughed and said, "An old Taoist who disappeared long ago and died in the extreme western land can also frighten you so much that he has no bearing..."

Both Nemo Xing and Xiao Xiangzi glared at Tie Luohan, but they did not retort.

Tie Luohan had just defeated the head of the ancient tomb, when he was triumphant, and scolded: "I think it's okay to kill these seven old Taoists, but if they admit defeat and stop stealing the state religion from now on, they will also help Song. I may not be able to forgive you, hehe, it's a pity that Lin Qingxuan is not in the Chongyang Palace, otherwise we will rely on the ability of the Jinlun Great Monk to take him down together. By then, won't our brothers be famous all over the world and cause a sensation in the world? "

Tie Luohan said and looked at Nemo Xing and Xiao Xiangzi again, his eyes mocking, and the two were burning with anger, but if he stood up and said that he was going to kill Quanzhen Qizi in order to get angry, he didn't dare, he could only snorted and looked away. .

Tie Luohan laughed, and was about to continue sneering and ridiculing, to dispel the arrogance of the two, but suddenly heard a gentle voice ringing in his ears: "Are you going to take down the poor road?"

When Tie Luohan laughed, Quanzhen Qizi and Yin Zhiping both had desolate expressions, and at the same time they recited the Taoist scriptures silently.

But suddenly a gentle voice sounded, as if it was whispering in everyone's ears. The voice was soft and clear. King Jinlun and others changed their expressions when they heard it, but the seventh son of Quanzhen and Yin Zhiping were very happy when they heard it. Qiu Chuji even stroked his beard and said with a smile, "My teaching is worry-free!"

Quanzhen six sons said in unison: "Good!"

(End of this chapter)