Flower Stealing Master Chapter 629: Stealing beams and changing posts

Fang Zheng’s hand gesture was unusual, but when he reached the middle of his hand, he suddenly shook slightly. One palm changed to two palms, two palms changed to four palms, and four palms changed to eight palms. ,

Zuo Lengchan looked indifferently, thinking that with every palm of Master Fang Zheng, he has changed to several positions in the middle of the stroke. The palm is so fantastic that he has never seen it in his life, hey, it seems Compared with the background of the Songshan School and Shaolin, the difference is really far.

Seeing that Zhang Sanfeng still had a smile on his face, and didn't mean to avoid parry, Fang Zheng couldn't help but sighed. His palms changed to two, two to four, and four to eight. If the enemy doesn't make a move in time He can change from eight palms to sixteen palms, and then transform into thirty-two palms. The more palms there are, the stronger the deceptiveness and the greater the power. If you really use the legendary Thousand Palms, the enemy will have been dazzled, and they will already have countless palms before they can react.

Since Zhang Sanfeng didn't make a move, Fang Zheng was also happy to show it calmly, and gradually transformed to 128 palms. This is the limit he can achieve. The legendary thousand-handed Tathagata palm reached one thousand and twenty at the highest level. Four palms, but for hundreds of years in Shaolin Temple, no one can reach that level. Fang Zheng's transformation into a hundred and twenty-eight palms is unprecedented.

Seeing the sky full of palm shadows rushing over, Zhang Sanfeng raised his hands slightly, and calmly drew a few times in front of him, a faint pattern of Tai Chi appeared, and the sky full of palm shadows suddenly felt like winter snow. In the scorching sun, the moment disappeared without a shadow.

Everyone only felt a flower in front of them, and when they looked into the field, they saw that Master Fang Zheng's palms had been locked by Zhang Sanfeng's hands. With only a small amount of power, Fang Zheng's hands might not be able to keep it.

"Acceptance." Zhang Sanfeng smiled at the other party's certificate, and raised his hands, Fang Zheng felt a soft force coming, and the whole person flew back to his camp.

Seeing that the two masters of Shaolin both lost every move, everyone in the field was shocked, Xu Zhu was silent, secretly thinking: In terms of moves, I definitely can't beat his hundred years of experience, but if I compete with internal strength, With my Beiming magical power, there may not be no chance.

Make up his mind, Xu Zhu slightly bent over to salute and said, "Junior asks Zhang Zhenren about his internal strength." After speaking, he slowly pushed his palms towards Zhang Sanfengping.

When the people around saw it, they couldn't help but slander themselves. Compared with Xuan Cheng and Fang Zheng's shots before, Xu Zhu's move was as ordinary as his appearance, and even people in black booed in the court.

Song Qingshu hurriedly reminded: "Zhang Zhenren, be careful, he is a magical skill of the North Ming, he specializes in attracting internal power!"

Looking at the martial arts in the entire golden book system, martial arts such as Beiming Shengong and Xingxing Dafa are the easiest to turn the top masters over in the gutter. Kumozhi in "The Eight Parts of the Dragon" is all in one body. Wugong didn't know how many levels higher than Duan Yu, but when he got caught up in the devil, he accidentally hit Duan Yu's Beiming divine art, and his shocking internal force was completely absorbed; in the later period of "Swordsman", Yue Buqun practiced. After finishing the evil sword spectrum, he was already a master in the world, and after he had restrained Linghu Chong, he was caught up in his power of attracting stars for a while, and his internal strength was also absorbed.

Although Zhang Sanfeng's cultivation is shocking the ancients and the present, without precautions, it is very likely that the ship will capsize in the gutter.

"Bei Ming Divine Art?" Zhang Sanfeng was startled, the word seemed to evoke some memories of him.

Seeing that Zhang Sanfeng was unprepared, Xu Zhu couldn't help but secretly delighted, stretched out his hand on his palm, and urged Beiming's magical skills to **** up wildly. Unexpectedly, he had exhausted his energy and couldn't absorb a single bit of internal energy. .

It turns out that Zhang Sanfeng has cultivated for a hundred years, and his internal strength is endless, and the cycle goes back and forth. The true energy in the dantian is like a cigarette, and he swims freely. He has reached the state of "purple qi". Can shake.

Zhang Sanfeng has recovered and looked at Xuzhu quietly: "Little Master, what is your relationship with the Xiaoyao School?"

Xu Zhu saw that Beiming's magical power had failed, and was anxious. Hearing this, he subconsciously replied: "What Xiaoyao faction? The little monk has never heard of it."

Seeing that his expression didn't seem to be false, Zhang Sanfeng frowned slightly, spitting out palm strength, and shook him back without speaking, but he was silent there, as if he was worried about something.

Although Xuan Cheng is still a little unconvinced, knowing that he has not used all his strength, Zhang Sanfeng downplays, every time he pushes the three of him back with one move, and obviously he didn't give his full strength. He was embarrassed to join hands and had to clasp his fists. Said to Zhang Sanfeng: "I can see Zhang Zhenren's magical skills today, and the poor monks really admire them. It's just that the "Yi Jin Jing" of our temple is owned by this donor, and I hope Zhang Zhenren will be the master."

"The Yi Jin Jing?" Zhang Sanfeng was taken aback and glanced at Song Qingshu suspiciously.

Song Qingshu hurriedly explained the future Long Qumai. Zhang Sanfeng pondered for a moment and said, "The inherent improprieties of several masters just now, but the "Yi Jin Jing" is indeed a Shaolin thing, and you refuse to return it, and it is also unreasonable. "

"Since Zhang Zhenren speaks, how dare the juniors not listen." Song Qingshu smiled slightly and turned to A Zi and said, "A Zi, you go to You Shaoxia to get the "Yi Jin Jing"."

"Yes." Azi pursed his mouth and walked to You Tanzhi reluctantly.

Although seeing the little fairy listening to Song Qingshu's words like this~IndoMTL.com~You Tanzhi is very upset, but I can think that this secret book is better for Shaolin Temple than for Azi to give to Song Qingshu. I don’t think there is anything at all. He took out the secret book and gave it to her.

Azi took the "Yi Jin Jing" secret book and walked to Song Qing's writing, blocking the eyes of the people around him with his body, and without showing a trace of the "Yi Jin Jing" in his arms, Shunbian took out another copy. What secret book was handed to him, and he deliberately said loudly: "Master, these smelly monks seem to be compassionate, but are they actually not the same as the Songshan school? Just now on the surface, they are watching the fire from the shore, but in fact they are all sorts of sideways. , Secretly help these killers of the Songshan faction, really want to return this secret book to them?"

Notice of Azi's movements, Song Qingshu's eyes lit up, and his heart responded with eloquence: "This "Yi Jin Jing" is a Shaolin thing after all, we have no reason to occupy it and not return it, but you are right. , These smelly monks always have to pay the price for the behavior just now. Here, the monk, go on." After speaking, he threw the scriptures in the direction where Xuancheng was standing.

Hearing what he said, Xuan Chengzheng felt something wrong, but when he saw the scriptures flying in, he subconsciously flew into the air and stretched out his hand to pinch it. Who knows that as soon as he started, he noticed that there was a dark shadow on the scriptures. strength.

"Oops!" Xuan Cheng exclaimed.

Boom!

The scriptures in my hand suddenly exploded and turned into dust and scattered all over the ground.

"You!" Looking at the powder in one place, Xuan Cheng couldn't even re-splice it, and Xuan Cheng couldn't help but stared at Song Qingshu fiercely.

"Hey, monk, have you practiced too much hard work? How can you be so careless, such a fragile book, how can you stop you from grabbing so hard?" Song Qingshu subconsciously exclaimed, as if everything is I have nothing to do with the general.

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