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Soon, an old monk in a gray robe and a broom appeared in the hall, the old monk first bowed to Xuanci and said, "The servant, without the permission of the abbot, came to the Daxiong Hall without permission, and asked the abbot to forgive his sins. ."

Xuanci had a look of doubt on his face, and he said hesitantly, "I am so ignorant and ignorant, I don't know that there are such high-level people in this temple, and I don't know the name of the master?"

The old monk smiled lightly and said, "The old monk has been silent for 50 years while sweeping the floor, and he has long forgotten what the name of the law is."

Seeing Xuanci still puzzled, Bei Chen couldn't help but sigh in his heart, this sweeper was hiding deep enough, before he appeared to the crowd, none of the people in Shaolin Temple could see his brilliance.

But Beichen didn't want to listen to the past of the sweeping monk, and said directly, "This sweeping monk is the master that Xia Shicai said. If he can defeat Xia Shicai, even if Shaolin wins, what Xia Shicai said will be null and void."

Hearing this, Xuanci immediately showed a look of joy, and said to the sweeping monk with a look of anticipation: "Lao Na's Buddhism is shallow, and he can't recognize the master, but the master has practiced in my Shaolin for almost a year, and now Shaolin is in trouble, I still hope for the master. Help."

After finishing speaking, Xuanci folded his hands to worship, obviously having high hopes for the monk.

Although the rest of the Shaolin Temple, Wang Yuyan and several other women were very shocked, this unremarkable gray-robed old monk was a peerless master, but they all stared at him to see how he would deal with it.

Hearing Xuanci's plea, the monk sweeping the floor showed a look of embarrassment, but he seemed to have remembered something, and the vicissitudes of the old face sighed: "The old monk has lived in Shaolin for many years, of course he is a member of Shaolin, the abbot is alive, How can the old monk dare not obey?"

After speaking, the sweeping monk slowly faced Beichen, his aura was rising steadily. At first, it was just a small stream flowing, and soon it turned into a roaring river, and finally, when it turned into a turbulent sea, Xuanzang said. Ci and the others have been shocked by his momentum and retreated again and again.

What Xuanci and the others endured was nothing but the aftermath of the sweeping monk's aura, and that was already the case, not to mention Beichen who faced the sweeping monk head-on.

An unprecedented dignified expression appeared on Beichen's face. The monk's cultivation was even higher than he had imagined.

Facing the astonishing momentum of the sweeping monk, Bei Chen slowly closed his eyes, as if he had transformed into a rock to meet the rushing waves.

The sweeping monk's eyes were still calm, as if the terrifying aura was not from him, but Beichen still closed his eyes, as if he had made up his mind to turn into a rock and confront the sweeping monk forever.

The people around were crushed by the aftermath of the rivalry between the two, and it was hard to even breathe, let alone speak. There was silence above the Mahavira Hall. Only the golden statue of the Buddha behind the two was smiling and seemed to be watching.

Not long after, Beichen was shaken all over, as if a reef exploded, and a giant sword that penetrated the sky slowly emerged. This giant sword has the power to fix the sea as soon as it appeared, and the roar of the sea suddenly calmed down a lot.

There was a slight look of surprise in the eyes of the sweeping monk, and he praised: "The hero is really talented, and he has made a breakthrough in the battle. The old monk admires and admires it."

After the words were finished, the momentum was withdrawn, and the powerful pressure of the surrounding people immediately dissipated.

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After the words were finished, the momentum was withdrawn, and the powerful pressure of the surrounding people immediately dissipated.

Beichen's aura also disappeared, and he said with a light smile: "If there is no master to complete, I can't reach this step so quickly."

The two looked at each other and smiled, but then fell silent again. They all knew that the temptation was over, and the next shot would definitely be a shocking blow.

Beichen and Sweeping Monk stood opposite each other, but they didn't have the slightest momentum, as if they were just standing casually, but everyone around them felt that the atmosphere was even more depressing.

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The sweeping monk suddenly raised his palm with one hand, nudged it forward, and said softly, "My Buddha is merciful!"

As if it was just a flat wave of his hand, the people around him didn't feel anything strange.

Beichen's pupils suddenly shrank to the size of the tip of a needle. In Beichen's eyes, the sweeping sound seemed to merge with the Tathagata Buddha statue behind him. That understated palm was as heavy as the Wuzhishan that suppressed Sun Monkey.

But Beichen was not the monkey grandson who couldn't jump out of the Tathagata's palm. The fierce sword energy in his left hand and the sword energy in his right hand, which was as thick as a mountain, quickly merged.

But this time it was different from the translucent situation last time. The axe was almost condensed into substance, and the terrifying power it carried was slashing towards the sweeping monk.

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After the axe qi smashed the palm strength from the floor sweeping monk, it continued to chop without stopping. The floor sweeping monk finally changed his color and put out his hands together, as if he was about to saluting, and sandwiched the axe qi jin in the middle.

The two palms of the sweeping monk seemed to be hitting the middle at the same time, as if the heaven and the earth were to close together and return to chaos.

And that axe is energetic, but it has to open up the world and complete the first step in the creation of the world.

The two held a stalemate for a while, and the Sweeping Monk's thin palm suddenly trembled, and was forcefully propped up by the axe's energy. The Sweeping Monk's face suddenly flushed with blood, turning his palm into a fist, and abruptly broke the axe's energy.

However, the broken axe blade still rushed into the body of the sweeper.

The sweeping monk took three steps back, his face flushed with blood, and suddenly he opened his mouth, and a large mouthful of blood spurted out.

After a while, the floor-sweeping monk said with a miserable smile, "Old monk admires the power of the master!"

After speaking, the Sweeping Monk silently sat cross-legged on the ground. Just sitting down, he was already dead. It turned out that all the meridians in the Sweeping Sect's body had been broken by the shock.

Beichen looked at Sweeping Monk's body with a complicated look on his face. He had just determined that Sweeping Sang was indeed the highest martial artist he had ever seen in his life.

If it hadn't been for him to break through to the late Xiantian stage just now, I'm afraid that the same trick just now would kill the monk with a single blow.

However, he still has "Speak Out of the Law", but he doesn't bother to use it. .

Chapter [-] Wang Yuyan's Choice

The duel between Beichen and Sweeping Monk, although it can be called the most peak duel in the world, did not even break a single floor. This is because the control of power between the two has reached a perfect level, and they will never let their power leak out. (Book^House*Small}Said + Net)

Seeing the death of the sweeping monk, the hope in Xuanci's eyes was instantly shattered. He was still full of anticipation in his heart just now that this peerless monk who was born in the sky could help the Shaolin Temple find its place. Who knew this idea had just arisen, The sweeping monk passed away unexpectedly.

Bei Chen sighed lightly and said lightly, "In the next moment, I accidentally caused the death of the master, and I felt very uneasy. I also asked the abbot to properly bury the master."

Hearing Beichen's words, Xuanci's face changed, but in the end, he returned to calm, and he put his hands together and said, "This is the end of the matter, and Lao Na has nothing to say. What the hero ordered, Lao Na will then announce to the world, big "Seven-Five-Three" If the hero has nothing else to do, Shaolin will not keep the hero."

Hearing Xuanci's obvious words of expelling guests, Beichen was not angry, his goal had already been achieved, why would it be impossible to kill a group of monks, he smiled lightly, and left with Wang Yuyan's four daughters.

And with the announcement of Shaolin to the world, there is no doubt about Qiao Feng's life experience. Everyone knows that Kang Min's temptress deliberately framed it.

After more than a month, Beichen and his party came to Tianshan Miyoshi Palace again, counting the time, Tongmao should have accomplished her feats two days ago.

Although Beichen thinks that Grandma Tong can't compare to Sweeping Monk, but after all, her strongest state has never appeared in the original work, Beichen still has some expectations.