The myth of crossing the heavens

Chapter 102
Kong Wen and Kong Xing straightened their backs and stared straight at Zhang Sanfeng.

No one is a fool. Monk Kongzhi seems to be irritable, but it is actually a kind of routine.

Yi Qingchen's young age is nothing to worry about, he dared to speak nonsense, it must be Zhang Sanfeng's support behind him.

As long as you attack him, you will change direction and force Zhang Sanfeng to make a move.

If the three of them stopped Zhang Sanfeng, the others would naturally stop the Wudang Seven Heroes.

At that time, I am not afraid that Wudang will not bow its head.

Expert hands, naturally different.

Monk Kongzhi and Yi Qingchen were seven feet apart, when he waved his palm, there was a thunderstorm, and an invisible force gushed out in an instant.

Yi Qingchen only had luck to protect her body, her clothes were blown up by the palm wind.

The people sitting in the front row were all masters of various factions, and they couldn't help but change slightly when they saw this.

Monk Kongzhi is worthy of being one of the three great monks in Shaolin, his palm strength can be extended beyond five feet, it's amazing.

Compared with Xiaoao, Yitian's martial arts level is indeed much higher.

Yi Qingchen's heart moved, and he raised his hand to meet Monk Kongzhi across the air.

Most of the people in Xiaoaozhong rely on moves and contact, except for Fang Zheng and Ren Woxing, very few people can use their internal strength to kill the enemy.

Monk Kongzhi has been able to exert his internal strength externally, and in terms of martial arts, he can follow up and do as he pleases.

Although there is still a gap.

When the two palms met, Monk Kongzhi's expression changed.

If his palm strength is like a small river, then the opponent's palm strength is like a lake, or even an ocean.

Unfathomable.

As soon as he touched his palm power, it was completely defeated, and the opponent's palm power slanted down like a flood.

Monk Kongzhi didn't even have time to change his move, he was slashed to his chest by the force of his palm.

wow.

Yi Qingchen remained motionless, but Monk Kongzhi crushed the table and chairs and fell backwards, very embarrassed.

"Amitabha!"

Abbot Kongwen let out a low drink, and pushed his palms forward towards Zhang Sanfeng.

"Why did Zhang Zhenren, the master of his generation, secretly hurt people?"

Monk Kong jumped up with Monk Kongwen's hands, clawing Zhang Sanfeng's shoulders with both hands.

Both of them have the same mind, they never thought that Yi Qingchen could defeat Kong Zhi at such a young age.

Zhang Sanfeng is definitely behind it.

Therefore, after seeing Kong Zhi's defeat, they attacked Zhang Sanfeng without hesitation, and they cooperated very tacitly.

Well done!
Yi Qingchen praised secretly in his heart, got up from the chair without any warning, and pointed his sword through the gap between Monk Kong's arms and hit him on the chest.

Monk Kong was sweating coldly, and fell limply to the ground.

Monk Kong's dragon claw hands seem powerful, but they are full of flaws in front of Yi Qingchen who has cultivated the "Dugu Nine Swords" to the extreme.

Take him and kill him.

Abbot Kongwen was shocked, only then did he realize that he had underestimated the enemy.

Yi Qingchen's finger just now is so subtle, it is not biased to the point of the hollow monk's flaw.

It is equivalent to one move to lose emptiness in seconds.

Abbot Kongwen asked himself that it was far from possible.

He hastily changed his moves, clapped his palms continuously, and thousands of palm shadows roared towards Yi Qingchen.

Chiba Tathagata palm, Fang Zheng's housekeeper.

But others can prove the Yi Jin Jing, but you can’t. You are far behind others in terms of martial arts and wisdom.

Yi Qingchen punched thousands of palm shadows.

Domineering.

With one punch, everything will be destroyed. I am invincible and overbearing.

This is a punch created by Yi Qingchen after comprehending all kinds of martial arts combined with his own internal strength.

It's not that the creation is not complete, but that there is only one trick.

This fist condenses energy and spirit, can display Yi Qingchen's full strength, and it is also a punch that carries his martial arts philosophy.

You have a thousand tricks, and I smashed myself with one punch.

As long as the internal force is strong enough, you can see if you hit the mountain with a single punch.

This is the concept of Yi Qingchen.

After he had practiced the 'Zixia Divine Art' to the extreme, he was indifferent to martial arts such as moves, and he only thought about inner skills and mental methods.

No matter how many moves you practice, you can only win more people, and it will not help you improve yourself.

Only internal strength is the method that can help people realize the transformation of life level.

Abbot Kongwen's face was mournful, he was swept away by the tyrannical punch, leaving only the empty door wide open.

Before the fierce punch reached his body, he already felt difficulty in breathing and a pain in his chest.

One can imagine how powerful that punch was.

Don't say hit, even if you wipe the edge, you may die.

"My life is over!"

Abbot Kongwen sighed secretly, and clearly felt the force of the punch hitting his chest.

call……

The strength of the fist spread out in front of Abbot Kongwen's chest.

Abbot Kong Wen was startled, a layer of cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and then he spat out a mouthful of blood.

The strength of the opponent's punches is gathered and dispersed freely, and the strength is simply beyond imagination.

Can't fight!
Yi Qingchen sat back to his original position, and said calmly: "The three great monks of Shaolin have lived up to their reputation, and I have learned from you."

The Zixiao Palace is completely quiet, without a single noise.

Everyone stared wide-eyed, looking at the scene in front of them in disbelief.

The three great monks of Shaolin were defeated, and they were defeated by one person in a short time, and they were almost powerless to fight back.

If the three great monks hadn't answered with internal force with Mr. Song Yuanqiao, Yu Daiyan, and Mr. Tieqin when they climbed the mountain just now, everyone would have suspected that the three of them were fakes.

At this moment, they couldn't help but have a doubt in their hearts: "Who is this young man?"

Zhang Sanfeng was also a little shocked, needless to say his martial arts are so high.

But in terms of inner strength alone, it seems that it is not as strong as Yi Qingchen, how did this young man acquire such shocking inner strength?
The Shaolin disciples lifted Kongxing and Kongzhi up, and heard that the red and white flashes on Abbot Kong's face gradually returned to normal.

"Thank you, Shaoxia, for your mercy. I don't know the name of Shaoxia Gao, where does he come from?"

Abbot Kongwen regained his breath and asked slowly.

"I am Yi Qingchen, the Yi of the Book of Changes, and the Qingchen of Weicheng Chaoyu, who has no family or sect, and is a scattered person in Jianghu."

Yi Qingchen said: "Abbot Kongwen, if you have any advice, I am willing to listen to it. If anyone else here has a good opinion, I will follow it."

Everyone shook their heads quickly and looked away.

Are you kidding me, the three great monks of Shaolin Temple were defeated by you face-to-face when they shot at the same time, we are going up to die.

"Amitabha, Yi Shaoxia's martial arts are superb, and this old man is ashamed of himself."

Abbot Kongwen said in a deep voice: "But the villain Xie Xun has done countless evils and killed countless chivalrous people. Although Shaolin is not strong enough, it must fight hard, and the villain Xie Xun cannot be allowed to go unpunished."

"That's right, Master Abbot is right."

"Although we are not good at martial arts, but we have a passion, we must not let that villain Xie Xun go unpunished."

"So what if you are good at martial arts? Isn't it true that the world is talking about fists instead of principles?"

……

The crowd still didn't give up, they followed Abbot Kongwen's words and started making noise.

This old monk, don't remember to eat and beat.

Yi Qingchen's eyes flickered, and he smiled: "Master Abbot is playing with me by saying that?"

Abbot Kongwen said: "I don't dare, but there are always things in the world that can't be explained in a reasonable way."

"Oh, it makes sense, the master will give me another punch."

Yi Qingchen smiled slightly, and suddenly raised his hand and punched out.

(End of this chapter)