God-level Sword Fairy of Martial Arts

"You...you...you are Feng Qingyang!!" The old monk saw the person in front of him, his face changed sharply, and he couldn't help exclaiming.

"Hehe, I thought you didn't know me anymore." Feng Qingyang smiled lightly, but his eyes were full of killing intent: "Well, since we meet again today, let's end the grievances of the past!"

"Okay, okay!" The old monk nodded, his eyes were full of solemnity, and he said solemnly: "I want to learn, your Dugu Nine Swords, I don't know how far!"

"I also want to see your Buddhist practice again! I just don't know if people who don't have a Buddhist heart can succeed in Buddhist practice!" Feng Qingyang sneered, the long sword has appeared in his hand!

Both of them are nearly a hundred years old, they are immortal beings, and no one dares to underestimate each other.

Seeing the old monk being so solemn, the other Shaolin disciples looked extremely ugly. How could they not know that the old monk had run into an opponent today, so there are many more variables in today's situation!

Mo Yi smiled lightly and said, "Go ahead, Shaolin bald donkey today, I want to kill another wave! Cangjing Pavilion, I have to burn it again!"

"Insanity!"

With an angry shout, the old monk took a step forward, rushing straight towards Mo Yi.

In his opinion, whether it is Feng Qingyang or Dongfang Bai, they are all masters in the later stage of the day after tomorrow.

An unfathomable old-fashioned giant, a world number one at the moment, is not easy to deal with.

In comparison, Mo Yi in the early days of the day after tomorrow, another sixteen-year-old boy, has become the existence he is most confident of instantly defeating.

"Hehe, sure enough, I do seem to be the best soft persimmon to squeeze, but I'm afraid you will slap your hand!"

Mo Yi couldn't help sneering, but he stepped forward, not retreating but advancing. .

Main text Chapter 2 What are the seventy-two stunts! (5/[-])

"Vajra Prajna Palm!"

As soon as the old monk made his move, it was the Vajra Prajna Palm, one of the seventy-two stunts!

The original Vajra Prajna Palm is just a powerful external palm technique. It can shake people's arms into numbness, and even completely abolish it.

However, the old monk's palm is more powerful than the original Vajra Prajna palm, not only with external power, but also with infinite internal power.

It can be said that it is a Dacheng palm method that combines internal and external skills.

In Yitian World, King Kongmen just pretended to be a Shaolin Kongxiang monk, and he used this style of the King Kong Prajna palm, which unites the inside and the outside, to destroy Zhang Sanfeng and lose his combat power.

Although it was a sneak attack, the power of being able to break through the innate master Zhang Sanfeng's body protection magic can be imagined!

Mo Yi knew the power of this palm, but he was not afraid. He stepped out in one step and greeted him with a palm: "Vajra Prajna Palm!"

In the past few months, Mo Yi has practiced seven, seven, eight, eight of the seventy-two stunts, including the Vajra Prajna palm!

boom!

When their palms touched, they both stepped back.

Mo Yi took three steps back, but the old monk only took one step back. 037

Seeing this, all the Shaolin monks were overjoyed. After a fight, Mo Yi had the upper hand.

But Feng Qingyang and Dongfang Bai's eyes lit up and nodded.

Shaolin Master Fangmeng even stood up directly and sneered: "Humph! The thief Mo Yi, who dares to stealthily learn our Shaolin stunts, and dare to fight against my uncle with this, is simply an axe, beyond stupid!"

"Haha, isn't it?" Mo Yi smiled lightly, still looking like a cloudless wind | affection, but a mockery on his face, self-evident.

"What? You took three steps back, and my uncle only took one step back. Under the facts, you still have something to say..." Fang Meng couldn't help being dumbfounded before he finished speaking.

I saw the old monk next to him turned pale, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and his breath became fluctuating.

Seeing this scene, all Shaolin disciples were dumbfounded.

Mo Yi did take three steps back, but he unloaded all the old monk's palm to the ground, but Mo Yi was safe and unscathed.

The old monk did only take a step back, but he was seriously injured and kept vomiting blood!

"Old bald donkey, you have to suffer for your face. If you can't take my palm, you can take ten or twenty steps back and let go of my palm. Why do you have to hold on hard, just take a step back, is it okay now? "

Mo Yi said with a smile, with a playful look on his face.

The old monk was even more angry, and this time he was really planted.

For the sake of his face, he didn't want to weaken Shaolin's aura, so he only took a step back, but he didn't want to, but Mo Yi's palm was so powerful that it directly injured him completely and vomited blood.

More importantly, Mo Yi still used Vajra Prajna Palm, one of their seventy-two Shaolin stunts!

This is even more embarrassing!

"Okay, what a great move, the Vajra Prajna Palm! Thief, how can you know my Shaolin stunt?" The old monk took a deep breath, suppressed the internal force that was constantly surging in his body, and said coldly.

Mo Yi smiled faintly: "Oh, this, before I burned the Sutras Pavilion last time, I went through some books, and when I looked back, it turned out to be the seventy-two stunts, the tendon-changing scripture, and the marrow-washing scripture. I thought it was fun, so I flipped through it and practiced, but I didn't expect the power to be okay, um, it can beat the old monk to vomit blood."

When the old monk heard this, his face turned even redder.

What does it mean to go smoothly, and some more!

What's more terrible, even the Yi Jin Jing, the Washing Marrow Jing, and the seventy-two stunts have passed!

This simply kills Shaolin!

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This simply kills Shaolin!