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The huge square was silent for a while, as if the cold wind from the top of the mountain was no longer blowing.

Including Gu Qingyi and other later generations, everyone's breathing has slowed down a lot, and their eyes are not separated from the two people sitting in front of each other.

To be more precise, it is a great monk who is sitting upright, but standing half a head taller than ordinary people.

There was surprise and astonishment in his eyes.

The struggle between the sloppy Taoist and Buddhism has lasted for decades. It is not that these two have never fought before, and the result is naturally self-evident.

It's just that martial arts are better, but it doesn't mean that strength is also better!

As the most outstanding Buddhist monk in the world and even after Bodhidharma, Doufo Yinyue is known as the 'living Veduo, strong King Kong'.

Wei Tuo is the legendary Dharma-protecting Bodhisattva in the ancient Buddhist world. He possesses the supreme Dharma power.

To have such a title, the majesty of Yinyue's power does not need to be said.

In fact, his talent is unique, he can wrestle with buffalo at a young age, and the magical skills he has learned are more in line with his own physique.

Its great strength and strong horizontal training have been talked about by people even after more than a thousand years.

"Master!"

Not to mention the group of warrior monks behind Yinyue, the expressions of a few Xuankong Mountain veterans standing aside have also changed.

When it comes to martial arts, they will never doubt their own teacher, however, wrestling with Yinyue and one-handed...

"He, is he crazy?!"

Iron Treadfa was a little stunned.

With the talent of Fighting the Buddha and Yinyue and his horizontal training, even if he possesses the supernatural power of a 'giant spirit', he is not sure that he will be able to wrestle with it.

That unknown boy, really thinks of himself as Zhang sloppy?

"Who is this person..."

Chu Tianyi was also surprised, but he was still guessing the identity of the person in front of him.

Since the Jiazi years, many major forces, including the imperial court of the Three Kingdoms, have been secretly cultivating supernatural masters with Taoism.

But how can there be absolute secrets in this world?

In fact, not only Xuankong Mountain, but many major sects are also inquiring about the situation of other sects while hiding their true species.

So that, although the rivers and lakes and the people don't know anything about them, they themselves know a little bit.

However, the person in front of him seems to have never heard of it...

Only Lu Qingting, sister and brother, looked at each other and saw the shock in each other's eyes.

"Who is he?"

"How did he know..."

The true biography of the two Xuankong Mountains is a little messy, and they are naturally qualified to read the living notes of the ancestors.

And it is recorded in the daily note that the reason why Doufo Yinyue died in depression was that the ancestors broke down with force and completely defeated their confidence on the top of the hanging mountain!

But this is a secret that only Xuankong Mountain True Inheritance knows, the person in front of you...

coincide?

still……

Huhu~

The slowly moving cold wind blew the black martial robe, and Yang Yu sat upright with a serious expression.

Perhaps it was because the level of divine power was insufficient, or because there was no fate in the immortal realm, Yang Yu could not see the fate of the great monk in front of him.

But his perception was so powerful that he didn't need any temptation to understand that if he wanted to retire from this great monk, it was the best choice to use force.

Therefore, he can only take the initiative to attack the strong to meet the strong.

"As the saying goes, old people don't rely on their bones and muscles. Zhang Sect is over two years old this year, and he still has to wrestle with the old man?"

Surprise, astonishment, and doubt flashed in Yin Yue's eyes, but she alone did not have the anger that others expected after being despised.

In fact, he also thought about winning by force, but he was a little embarrassed, but he didn't expect that the old Taoist would take the initiative to mention it.

Or, has he crossed that threshold?

"how?"

Yang Yu asked, but in fact, he had already foreseen the response of the great monk.

The first half of Zhang's sloppy life was so dazzling that no one dared to challenge him when he was old.

He took the initiative to open his mouth to meet his strengths with 'weaknesses'. There is absolutely no reason for this great monk to refuse.

"The old man seems to have no reason to refuse."

Yinyue clasped her hands together and recited the Buddha's name.

Astonishment returned to mistake, doubt returned to doubt, he still nodded, and he had no choice.

Because the old Taoist priest in front of him is really the number one in the world.

Even though he had the heart to die, he also understood that if he wanted to interrupt the general trend that the old Taoist had accumulated for many years, he would have to find another way.

call!

Before he finished speaking, the big monk with a thick body and a door like a wall had already stood up.

His monk's robe was hunting and dancing, like a violently agitating bellows, it shook his clothes, and the crowd of martial arts people onlookers stepped aside and retreated far away.

"Sect Master Zhang, you are the master of the world, your martial arts are strong, you are chasing after my Zen master Bodhidharma, and there is no one else in the world who can match!"

The resounding bell-like sound reverberated far away, stirring the wind and clouds on the top of the mountain, causing everyone to retreat.

"Compared to you, the old man is like a firefly, and only this horizontal training from eighty years of hard work can barely enter the eyes of the great master..."

Roar!

The roar of a heavenly dragon resounded through the top of the mountain, as if there was thunder on the ground, and a gust of wind suddenly blew up.

For a while, sand and stones flew inside and outside the Hanging View, and a large piece of dust was emptied by the churning sound waves.

There were many masters present, and there were even patriarch-level figures from various factions, but they were still shaken by the shock of blood, and dozens of people fell down!

"Tianlong Yin."

Feeling the first sound wave of Buddhism at close range, Yang Yu's long hair was blown back, and his clothes were dancing.

Martial arts are not immortal, and it is a consensus between ancient times and today. In other words, there may be a big gap between the same exchange of blood, separated by thousands of years.

The master is like this, so is the great master. Martial arts are never static. The predecessors have made a rough road, and the future generations will naturally have a smooth road.

With the passage of time, the height of martial arts has been rising, and there are endless talents and talents, gradually expanding the breadth and height of martial arts.

But this is not absolute!

There are always some people who can surpass the constraints of the times and achieve great achievements beyond the imagination of the world.

Lu Chen is like this, Bodhidharma is like this, Zhang Shi is like this, and this Fighting Buddha Yinyue is also such a person.

He may not be as good as the first three, but his achievements are not inferior to the great masters of later generations, or even stronger!

Whoa!

Under Yang Yu's gaze, the great monk stepped back slowly, as if the mountains were moving sideways, and the sunlight was blocked by his burly body, casting a huge shadow.

The sound of blood flowed through the body as if the rivers and lakes were surging, and the tyrannical and inhuman bones and muscles rubbed together, and it made a thunderous explosion.

The terrifying blood vapor spreads and spreads, as if a big sun radiating infinite heat and light descended on the mountain top, raising the temperature in a radius of ten feet, dozens of feet, and even farther away.

It can be seen with the naked eye that the snow that has not melted due to the coldness of the mountain tops evaporates and disappears as if exposed to the scorching sun.

And a group of people watching from afar felt that their breathing became hot, and they had to push their inner breath and infuriating energy to resist.

"Fighting Buddha!"

Tie Treading was the only one who didn't take a half step back. His muscles and bones were twisting and rubbing, and his blood was ringing.

Such a powerful blood, such an amazing physique and horizontal training, made his heart beat like a drum, and he could hardly restrain his impulse.

His eyes were burning, but his expression was a little dazed.

At this moment, he could hardly see anything, only the monk Yinyue standing in front of him like a ridge in his eyes.

The great monk stood tall, his aura was so strong that he could not look directly, and said nothing, as if there was nothing else between heaven and earth, only him,

It is like a giant Buddha standing in the world, straddling the top of the mountain, showing the huge power to dominate the present.

Click!

It was the sound of the slate cracking. Once it sounded, it was continuous. Under everyone's attention, thousands of huge floor tiles were all cracked.

It doesn't seem to be able to carry such a huge force.

"call!"

It was the sound of breathing that was extremely long.

Before Yinyue stood on the mountain road, he first spit out the exhaust gas in his chest, and then took a long breath. His breath was also unbelievably strong.

Breathing out in one breath, the entire mountain top flew with sand and rocks, and the wind and clouds were rolling, and that breath was more like the legendary great demon displaying magical powers.

The strong suction made the martial arts masters more than ten meters away feel a little unstable, and the vegetation before and after the mountain road was directly broken!

boom!

After one breath, Monk Yinyue gathered his qi and blood, his true qi, and true qi. The whole person was as bright as the sun, and instantly became as simple as a reef.

Whoa!

In the next instant, before the extremely harsh sonic boom spread, it had already crossed a distance of several dozen meters.

Like a high mountain rising from the ground, it slammed into it heavily. It was a huge power that was enough to make anyone in the world change color.

"Today, Yinyue is bold!"

Boom!

Amidst the roar of thunder that sounded like the earth was shaking and the mountains were shaking, Yinyue folded her hands together, and folded all the terrifying blood energy, true astral, and giant strength between her palms.

Then, bow down:

"Please real people, let me worship you!"

Children worship Buddha!

This is an action so simple that even a young monk who has just shaved can do it effortlessly, and it is so simple that it cannot be regarded as martial arts at all.

But such a simple action, under the urging of that unparalleled force, was equally terrifying to the extreme.

A group of people watching from a distance only felt that it was dark in front of them, as if the entire hanging mountain in front of them had been turned upside down, like a falling star, covering it!

"So fierce?!"

Amidst the violent sound waves and hurricanes, almost no one could wait calmly.

"This is wrestling?!"

Gu Qingyi's voice was a little distorted. With such a move, she asked herself that there was no other way except retreat.

But, can you really avoid such pairing and strength, such will and strength? !

Amidst the horror, only Chu Tianyi's eyes remained fixed, staring at the 'big enemy': "What are you going to do?!"

"Good monk."

In the face of such a strong aura, everyone could not stand firm, and Yang Prison, who bore the brunt, was carrying a huge pressure beyond imagination.

In terms of physique alone, no one of the great masters he has seen in later generations can compare with him.

Even the six door gods who had been beaten by Lin Daoren for many times and still did not lose their combat power were still far behind in catching Qilong ~www.readwn.com~.

This style of 'boy worshiping Buddha', made in the hands of the great monk in front of him, is not inferior to any magic skills.

Even if he didn't stimulate his true qi and didn't use martial arts, but under such a masculine strength, it seems that he doesn't need martial arts moves at all.

One force, breaking all laws!

call!

Compared to Monk Yinyue's loud voice, Yang Yu's voice seemed to be so small that only a few people could hear it.

However, at the moment when his voice was revealed, the pupils of the monk Yinyue, who bowed down with the overwhelming force of the mountains, suddenly shrank.

A white, slender palm suddenly appeared, supporting his folded hands:

"Master, why do you have to do this great gift?"

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