"Xiao Lingfeng" underestimated Master Xuanku too much. This monk who had attained enlightenment was the only one.

He only used 50% of his skills to judge a gentleman by a villain.

Master Xuanku did not dodge or avoid, and used the Shaolin Golden Bell Cover magical skill to block the attack of "Xiao Lingfeng".

Bang!

A huge impact sound came, and the internal force behind him formed a faint golden light on Master Xuanku.

All the palm power of "Xiao Lingfeng" was splashed out, and his arms were numb.

"Xiao Lingfeng" took two steps back and looked at Master Xuanku in surprise. Perhaps he did not expect that Master Xuanku's skills were so profound.

"Amitabha, there are two palms." Master Xuanku put his hands together.

At this time, the hatred of "Xiao Lingfeng" did not expect that Master Xuan Ku would avoid this palm so easily.

"Okay, okay, okay, that Master Xuanku, try my palm again."

"Xiao Lingfeng" had a strong sense of self-esteem, and Master Xuanku was already angry without hurting a palm. He inserted the Xuan Iron Sword back into the sword bag behind him, and began to draw circles with both hands.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

Every time the hands of "Xiao Lingfeng" draw, the internal force will be stronger. Every time the hands are drawn, the internal force will be stronger. Until he draws more than thirty circles and shoots more than thirty palms, the internal force has reached its peak.

He raised his hands up and shouted. The true energy broke out from his body, like a white pillar of air rising into the sky.

"Drink, drink!"

"Xiao Lingfeng" had his palms at the same time, and it was as if "Xiao Lingfeng" had two additional clones at once.

Immediately, the clones were combined into one, and the "Xiao Lingfeng" palms pushed out the flying sand and stones.

This palm power is actually a kind of Feng Palm, which is definitely comparable to Ye Xiuwen's Feng Mo's skill.

"Xuan Ku, eat my palm."

"Xiao Lingfeng" roared violently, and his hands were pounding in the air, and his skills were also improved to an extremely terrifying situation.

He slapped his palms out, and like a storm, aroused all the clothes around Master Xuanku.

Master Xuanku stood in the wind, folded his hands together, and said: Amitabha.

After saying that, Master Xuanku's feet hid in the ground, and the bluestone under his feet was shattered half a foot.

His feet were deeply trapped, and his horse stance was steadily raised, and a golden light was the unique skill of Shaolin - the Golden Bell Cover.

The golden bell cover rose into the air, really like a dazzling golden bell. It was not only dazzling, but also seemed to be heard as a bell sound.

"Xiao Lingfeng" heard it in his ears and thought to himself: This Master Xuanku is indeed extraordinary. He could have such a terrifying vision if he just pointed out the golden bell cover.

But "Xiao Lingfeng" believed that his palms were not weak. He hit the golden bell with all his strength, and the bell became louder and louder.

boom!

A huge impact sound came, and the people's ears were buzzing. If the two masters were not both top experts in the Lingyuan realm, they would probably have shaken the impact sound like an idiot.

Boom!

The courtyard walls on both sides and the living room behind "Xiao Lingfeng" were directly shattered.

Then a vast impact came, blowing out all the broken courtyard walls and living rooms and other huge buildings.

And at this moment, far more than that, the collision intensified, and the villa of "Xiao Lingfeng" was instantly razed to the ground, just like it was swept by a hurricane.

This is a casual blow from a Lingyuan realm warrior. It is just a collision, which can razed a good manor to the ground.

The raging hurricane lasted for a long time, and in the end, it was because "Xiao Lingfeng" was unable to succeed, so he took back his palm.

Bang!

At the same time, the golden bell cover was shattered. Although Master Xuanku was not seriously injured, he suffered a loss because he could not repay the situation.

Moreover, the Golden Bell Cover was originally just a defensive move, resisting the remaining power of some battles, and the palm power of ordinary warriors could also withstand it. But if you were slapped by "Xiao Lingfeng" in front, you can only say that you can see.

Master Xuanku's face was pale, but he finally stood firm and said: "Namo Amitabha, donor Xiao has the last palm left."

"Hmph, why are you doing this?" 'Xiao Lingfeng' asked back.

"Master Xiao, you and I have stood tall enough, why do you have to show off your courage and seek troubles?" Master Xuanku persuaded him.

"Bah, I won't raise an army now. Should I wait until the Emperor Shengde recovers from his senses and deals with us?

What a painful thing? I think you are old and confused. The holy virtue said it is forbidden martial arts, but in fact it is to cut off our wealth path first and achieve the goal of weakening us.

And when we weaken and there are no one in all major sects, he will destroy our people in the martial arts world without any effort.

So, I'll ask you again, will you not let me give in?" "Xiao Lingfeng" asked.

"Amitabha, donor, I have already said that we are standing tall enough. The emperor will not kill everyone. As martial arts people, we need so much gold and silver and so much power. What's the use of this?" Master Xuanku persuaded.

"Stop talking, I don't have a long sentence. Since you are looking for death, I will fulfill your wishes."

After saying this, "Xiao Lingfeng" once again mobilized the true energy in his body.

Together, the true energy, like flying sand and stones, formed a huge hurricane spiral nest with "Xiao Lingfeng" as the center.

The wind is getting stronger and stronger, and Master Xuanku has to come up with his unique skills - the Golden Bell Cover.

"Xuanku, after this blow, you will definitely die. You can dodge now, but it is still time for you to dodge." "Xiao Lingfeng" shouted, and two black spiral nests had already grown in his hands at the same time.

Above the black spiral nest were two small tornadoes. The tornado wanted to catch up with the outermost tornado, and three tornadoes were echoing each other, turning faster and faster.

Boom! Boom!

The rumbling sounds were endless under his feet. Even the bluestone slabs weighing dozens of tons were overturned.

The world is dark, and even the five fingers are gone.

"Amitabha! Donor Xiao, stop and avoid the disaster of the people." Master Xuanku persuaded.

"I think you are dreaming in the daytime. Come to die!"

"Xiao Lingfeng" shouted and pushed Master Xuanku with his palms. Three high-speed tornadoes attacked Xuanku at the same time.

With a roar, the tornado in the palms of "Xiao Lingfeng" was the first to hit the golden bell cover like a long whip.

The golden bell cover was shaking continuously, and accompanied by a cracking sound.

Master Xuanku recited the scriptures, and the true energy was continuously injected into the golden bell cover to resist the palm power of "Xiao Lingfeng".

However, "Xiao Lingfeng"'s palm power was too strong. Moreover, his martial arts were divided into three attacks.

The first and second paragraphs are smaller tornadoes on his left and right hands.

The tornado was also black, and although it seemed small, it condensed extremely strong true energy.

Two tornadoes were like long whips, whipping around Master Xuanku's golden bell cover, and the sound of impact was deafening.

However, this is not the strongest move of "Xiao Lingfeng". His strongest move, that is, the last attack, is the tornado on the periphery.

The inside of the tornado has the ability to tear the steel apart, which is very amazing! ...
Chapter completed!