The first taboo in the world

The hand placed on Zuo Lengchan's chest was as clear as ice jade, shrouded in a layer of white cold mist, making it look mysterious and extraordinary. At this time, the palm of his hand was facing outward, slowly pushing out in the direction of Xu Zifan.

boom!

The entire hall began to shake at this moment. The pillars and beams in the hall were shaking and rumbling, and the dust on them was falling.

This palm has not yet been struck, but is just pushing forward. At this time, the surrounding strange phenomena have been revealed. Not only the hall is shaking, but the temperature in the entire hall has dropped again. From the outside, the entire hall building is covered with There is a layer of white frost and white mist rising.

At this moment, the heroes were shocked and fled from the hall one after another, retreating outside, but they still gathered in a circle and paid attention to the situation in the hall.

Now the hall is like an ice hell, the air is trembling, as if the Ice and Snow Lord is about to come, the momentum is amazing, disturbing, and makes people feel very depressed.

Hiss...it's so cold!

Liu Jing, Qu Feiyan and Tian Boguang felt as if they were in a harsh winter at this moment. The breath they exhaled turned into white cold mist in an instant. Their whole bodies were shivering and they stood there shivering.

At this time, they looked in the cold direction to the left, with fear flashing in their eyes. Then they looked at the figure wrapped in purple mist standing in front of them, and their hearts gradually calmed down.

At this moment, Mu Gaofeng gradually placed his hand on the hilt of the sword at his waist, a strange red light flashed in his eyes, and the aura around him was extremely strange, giving people an eerie feeling.

boom!

The purple mist was surging, and the purple mist around Xu Zifan was flowing, expanding, and spreading out, actually covering Liu Jing and Qu Feiyan behind his body.

At this moment, Qu Feiyan and Liu Jing only felt a warm breath surrounding them. Their whole bodies gradually warmed up and no longer felt cold.

Zuo Lengchan's ice energy reached its limit at this moment, and all the energy in his body rushed towards the palm, which was as clear as ice jade. There was a white mist shrouding it, and it was pushed out slowly, very slowly. In the process In the middle, there was the power of frost condensing, and it was so cold that it was biting to the bone, causing the temperature in the entire hall to drop rapidly. At this moment, sweat was oozing out of Zuo Lengchan's forehead, but it quickly turned into ice slag.

After pushing out half a foot, Zuo Lengchan seemed to have reached a limit, his face turned pale, but there was a sense of pride and joy on his face.

Then he suddenly looked at Xu Zifan, his eyes were like knives, extremely sharp, and extremely cold. The air seemed to freeze at this moment. Then, he slowly opened his mouth and shouted word by word: Cold... ice ...God...Palm! The voice was cold, domineering, and full of ruthless and cold-blooded blessings.

At this moment, outside the main hall, a group of monks headed by three old monks had arrived. The heroes looked around one after another, but they saw that the energy of the three leaders was as deep as the ocean, unfathomable. At first glance, they did a little By sensing this, he knew that he was a peerless master and not inferior to Zuo Lengchan.

Look at the remaining eighteen people, each of them is tall and strong, far beyond ordinary people. Their bronze skin shines with a metallic luster in the sun. They are as majestic and solemn as a golden Arhat, with majestic blood and masculinity. Blazing, alone, his skill would never be inferior to any of them.

Looking at such a group of Ran Lai, even though all the heroes present are top-notch masters and are well-known figures in the world, they can't help but feel excited at this moment.

Is that an eminent monk from Shaolin Temple? Someone recognized him and asked.

Is that the Crazy Sword Evil Monk? Someone's eyes flickered with deep jealousy and fear. He looked at the one among the three old monks with scars on his face who was holding the sword, and then spoke to The friend next to him whispered: No one remembers the real name of the evil monk with crazy swords. It is said that thirty years ago, he was a famous underworld lord in the martial arts world. His sword skills were pure, and he could use the crazy swords with one hand. He was really tyrannical and invincible, and his momentum was shocking. Later, because of his many evil deeds, he was captured by the Shaolin Abbot at the time and imprisoned in the Shaolin Temple. In the blink of an eye, ten years passed. When he walked around again, he had converted to Buddhism and became a monk. At that time Although he no longer does evil, his evil nature has not changed, so people in the world gave him the title of 'Crazy Sword Evil Monk'.

I also heard my master talk about his deeds. According to rumors, he passed away fifteen years ago. I didn't expect that he would reappear in the world and be encountered by us. The rumors in the world cannot be believed. Someone showed up. With a look of memories, he spoke.

That's... the Dragon Claw Divine Monk? Another person looked at the skinny old monk and said uncertainly.

Yes, that's the Dragon Claw Divine Monk. Someone replied affirmatively: It is said that his Dragon Claw Hands have been trained to a level that is unprecedented and unprecedented. When he first came out of the world, his Dragon Claw Hands were extremely exquisite. He was so powerful that he killed seven top masters of the Demon Sect in a row. He became famous since then. He was shocked. However, he disappeared like a flash in the pan and quickly disappeared into the world. He was gradually forgotten by people in the martial arts world. Now that he has appeared again, his intention is unknown. for what?

The leader is...Master Yuankong? At this time, someone among the heroes exclaimed, unable to believe his eyes.

What? Is that Shaolin's number one master Yuankong forty years ago? The heroes were excited at this moment. Different from Crazy Sword Evil Monk and Dragon Claw Monk, because Yuankong was too famous, forty years ago, He is already a peerless master, his martial arts cultivation is unfathomable, and he is powerful in the martial arts world.

Many of the people present grew up listening to his preaching.

According to legend, Master Yuankong is compassionate and profound in Buddhism. His martial arts skills are unparalleled in ancient times and today, and he has reached the realm of Zen and martial arts.

Are those the famous Eighteen Arhats of Shaolin? someone asked again, looking puzzled.

To be sure, these people are indeed the Eighteen Arhats of Shaolin, but they are from the previous generation. Someone looked solemn, with a deep fear in his eyes.

Shaolin is revered as the Taishan Beidou in the martial arts world, and it certainly makes sense. Although the sect has experienced periods of prosperity and decline over the past few hundred years since its establishment, its inheritance has never been interrupted. To this day, it is still the strongest force in the martial arts world. One of them is known for his martial arts skills that go beyond Shaolin.

In Shaolin, there is a legend that the Eighteen Arhat Bronze Man Formation is the gatekeeper god of Shaolin, and its name is known to everyone in the martial arts world.

The Eighteen Arhat Bronze Man Formation, as the name suggests, is composed of eighteen Shaolin masters, each of whom is a master among masters, with a bronze body and an iron brain, and is indestructible.

Eighteen people are composed according to a unique formation, and their power is doubled. Even if they are the best masters in the world, they will not be able to do well under the hands of the eighteen people. There is also a method. Anyone who can break the Eighteen Bronze Man Formation will be defeated. Martial arts are basically considered to have reached a level that is difficult to defeat.

What is the purpose of these Shaolin masters from the previous generation coming here collectively? Everyone was puzzled, but when they saw the figure shrouded in purple mist in the hall, their hearts suddenly moved. Could it be that they came for this Huashan Sword Demon?

At this time, a group of monks headed by three old monks ignored the crowd and all focused their attention on Zheng Zheng in the main hall.

In the main hall, as Zuo Lengchan shouted the words Ice Divine Palm, a square of white gradually condensed in the void in front of his crystal-clear, ice-jade-like palm that was shrouded in a layer of white cold mist. of palm prints.

This palm print was formed by condensation of white cold mist. It was initially as big as a normal person's hand, and then rapidly grew in size, solidified, and struck forward.

After Zuo Lengchan finished shouting a few words, the white palm print in the void was already one foot in size, exuding bone-chilling coldness and freezing to the soul, and flew towards Xu Zifan.

At this time, the entire hall was shaking and rumbling, as if it would collapse at any time. The temperature in the air dropped to the extreme, and the cold atmosphere almost froze the air.

Xu Zifan's whole body was shrouded in purple mist. He clenched his palm into a fist and punched out a purple fist mark, which collided with the white palm mark in the air.

boom!

A loud noise rang out, and within the hall, the aura was surging with energy. The palm prints collided with the fist prints, forming a strong wind that roared in all directions, including the teacups, wine bottles, fragments of tables, chairs, and benches on the ground. , were blown up by the burst of energy at this time, rolling and flying in all directions in the strong wind. The entire hall building made a creaking sound at this time, and would collapse at any time.

The two of them exchanged a strike, which was astonishingly powerful and powerful, making people's hearts tremble. After Zuo Lengchan's exchange of strikes, his face became paler, his expression became more solemn, and the look of madness in his eyes became heavier.

brush! brush! brush!

Zuo Lengchan waved his hands, his sleeves were in the wind, and pushed his palm forward again, and a white palm print formed again, attacking Xu Zifan.

Immediately afterwards, another white palm print appeared. Zuo Lengchan was shrouded in white mist. His ice jade-like palm danced faster and faster. The strong wind roared, and the temperature in the hall became even lower. The ice was colder than the severe winter. At this time, the entire hall All shaking.

Zuo Lengchan's face became paler and paler, but white palm prints formed out of thin air and appeared faster and faster, and they all attacked Xu Zifan.

Boom! Boom! Boom...

Xu Zifan punched eighteen times in an instant. The energy was rolling, and his inner breath was surging. Purple fist marks flew out one after another. He fought with Zuo Lengchan and quickly broke the eighteen white palm marks one by one.

At this time, the hall seemed to be boiling, the wind was howling, the inner energy was rolling, and the inner breath energy was flowing in all directions.

Boom!

Smoke and dust rushed out, and at this moment, the sect's main hall finally couldn't bear the energy impact of the battle between the two masters, and collapsed.

Bang! Crack!

Xu Zifan casually waved his hand, and a purple palm print was released, knocking away a section of the beam that was left behind. The beam split into two halves and flew into the distance.

When the dust settled, Xu Zifan and the others stood motionless on the spot, their bodies spotless and surrounded by a light purple mist.

At this moment, Zuo Lengchan's face was pale, without any blood, his clothes were covered with dust, and some parts of his brown robe were broken, and he looked very embarrassed.

Among the nine arts of Huashan, Zixia ranks first, and is worthy of the name of magical arts! Zuo Lengchan praised, looking at Xu Zifan's young face, his expression was a little depressed, his eyes were a little dull, as if he had aged ten years all of a sudden.

The Ice True Qi is indeed a wonderful skill! Xu Zifan sincerely praised him. Just now he and Zuo Lengchan held palms against each other, and a trace of ice-cold power hit his body. Although in his Zixia True Qi The invisible force was immediately eliminated under the influence of the magic weapon, but that was amazing, considering that his internal strength was much stronger than Zuo Lengchan's.

Amitabha!

At this moment, a Buddha's chant came, the sound was loud and loud, like a big bell in Huanglu, ringing in everyone's ears, deafening and deafening, the sound was so loud that all the strong ears were buzzing at the moment, which shows the deep inner strength of the person who made the sound. It has reached an incredible level.

Xu Zifan turned to look at the group of monks more than ten feet away, his eyes vague.

Without waiting for Xu Zifan to say anything, the monk who had spoken just now, Master Yuankong, said: Almsgiver Xu, put down your butcher knife and become a Buddha immediately!

Haha! Master, do you think I am a demon and want to save me? Xu Zifan responded with cold words.

The sea of ​​suffering is boundless, but turning back is the end. Donor Xu, you should think twice! Monk Yuankong looked calm and calm, with his long white eyebrows floating in the wind and his face as rosy as a baby. At this moment, he looked like a The eminent monk who attained Taoism is trying to save the great demons in troubled times.

Master, you are really interesting. You asked me to put down the butcher knife as soon as I came and thought I was a devil. Okay, I won't argue with you. Just think of me as a devil. What do you want? Xu Zifan looked cold at this moment and lost his patience. , immediately turned against him.

What? Then I will chop you alive! At this moment, the crazy sword evil monk stared at Xu Zifan with an angry face and fierce eyes. The scars on his face made him look very fierce at this moment. ferocious.

Yuan Chi, be careful! Donor Xu is old and has reached an unparalleled level. It is appropriate to be a little arrogant! Yuan Kong said to the crazy sword evil monk, then turned to Xu Zifan and said: Donor Xu, this is a very bad thing. Although there are not many peerless masters, there are still many. Among the strong, there are even the best. Don’t be arrogant and complacent. You must know that throughout the ages, many talents have died young!

Master, if you can't save him, you're threatening him instead? Xu Zifan said with a sneer on his lips.

Amitabha! Buddha also has the wrathful eyes of King Kong, and he also has thunderbolt methods to defeat demons!

At this moment, Yuankong put his hands together, chanted the Buddha's name, and stopped arguing with Xu Zifan.

I'll come first! The Crazy Blade Evil Monk roared and walked out first, preparing to attack Xu Zifan.

Yuan Chi, Xin Dian, this boy is different, Leng Chan even suffered a big loss. Master Yuankong warned.

Son, let you taste the wrath of Lord Buddha! ​​The Crazy Sword Evil Monk shouted to Xu Zifan with an arrogant expression. After saying this, the figure sprang out, flying very fast into the sky.

Cut Huashan with a knife!

The Crazy Sword Evil Monk flew high into the sky, and then let out a roar, like a dragon roaring and a tiger roaring. The sound was emitted and spread far and wide, showing that his internal power was extremely deep.

Then, he raised a sharp long knife with both hands and slashed it down with all his strength.

The Crazy Sword Evil Monk looks impulsive and irritable, showing off his madness, but when he actually takes action, he is very thoughtful. His first move is to use the Knife Split Huashan move, and he shouts it loudly, knowing that Xu Zifan was born in the Huashan Sect, so he deliberately wanted to anger Xu Zifan, his opponent.

And at this moment, as soon as the mad sword evil monk came on stage, he slashed Xu Zifan straight from the top of his head. In the eyes of everyone present, he slashed from top to bottom like this because he wanted to slash Xu Zifan with one strike. This was a great contempt for Xu Zifan.

At this moment, Xu Zifan looked up, his eyes full of coldness. Naturally, he knew exactly what the evil swordsman monk had in mind.

It was in the afternoon, and the sun was shining obliquely from the west, reflecting the bright long sword in the sky, making the long sword in the hands of the crazy sword monk appear golden and majestic, as if the sword was descending, unstoppable. , which makes people look intimidated.

The sword was as bright as a sword, as if it was about to split the sky, it was fierce and domineering, and it slashed straight down. Before the sword could reach him, the sword energy was approaching, and the force of the sword was coming.

At this time, where Xu Zifan and the others were standing, the ground was shaking, and the broken wood and fine stones were shaking.

The surrounding heroes looked horrified at this time, and they all stayed away from the battlefield and looked over from a distance.

This is a duel between peerless masters. Whether it was the battle between Zuo Lengchan and Xu Zifan just now, or the current battle between the Crazy Blade Evil Monk and Xu Zifan, it is rarely encountered in the world. The heroes are watching carefully at this moment, all confirming what they have learned.

Watching the duels between peerless masters can help them learn a lot and speed up their progress.

boom!

The mad sword shocked the world. The sword energy composed of the golden Qi of Buddhism formed a giant sword ten feet long. It struck first, with astonishing power and immeasurable divine power.

Everyone present, including Zuo Lengchan, had deep shock in their eyes. If it were him, could he catch this sword?