Shi Potian looked at Jiang Bin's alert look and shook his head with heartache. He sighed slightly and said, "I used to think I had accepted a talented disciple, but now I realize that you are so stupid. Every martial arts you have learned is taught by me. Do you actually have the courage to attack me?"

Jiang Bin sneered, and said nothing. He directly turned his sword into several afterimages and headed straight for Shi Potian. The sword looked extraordinary, and it was obvious that Jiang Bin was doing his best. But when Jiang Bin's sword was about to stab Shi Potian in the face, Shi Potian did not move at all.

Until the short sword in Jiang Bin's hand was less than a hair away from Shi Potian's nose, Shi Potian's head suddenly tilted to the side. Jiang Bin's sword instantly passed through Shi Potian's temples.

Several strands of hair on Shi Potian's left sideburn were cut off by Jiang Bin, but Shi Potian did not react until the last moment. Jiang Bin could not dodge at all. He heard a "bang", and Jiang Bin's abdomen was hit by Shi Potian's palm, and his whole body suddenly flew backwards like a kite with a broken string.

"Puff..." After Jiang Bin landed, he sprayed a mouthful of blood. Jiang Xia narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at Shi Potian, and said in his heart: "Master, he has actually understood the martial arts intention of seeing the small things."

The so-called "knowing the martial arts" is to judge the opponent's martial arts movements through the breathing, movements, or even eyes and momentum, so as to react at the most critical moment, and give the opponent a thunderous blow with a thunderous blow. Such a skill no longer belongs to the category of martial arts, but a martial arts.

Jiang Xia once heard Xiao Sha talk about this kind of martial spirit, but he had never seen it before. Unexpectedly, he actually saw it on Shi Potian today.

Jiang Bin, who was knocked to the ground by Shi Potian's palm, gritted his teeth and insisted on getting up from the ground. He stuck his sword on the ground, kneeling on one knee, unable to really stand up.

Shi Potian looked at Jiang Xia and said with a smile: "Master, I will kill this thief now. I hope the emperor will not forget the agreement with me."

Jiang Xia nodded, "Senior, don't worry. Jiang Xia is just looking for talents like her."

Shi Potian turned to Jiang Bin and said, "Advisor, you have stayed at Yishan Temple for so many years and have not come to save me. It shows that in your heart, I have long disappeared. So today, don't blame the master for using your body to pave a path of wealth for yourself."

While speaking, Shi Potian walked towards Jiang Bin. Jiang Bin struggled twice, trying to stand up and fight Shi Potian again. Unfortunately, he was injured very much and could not stand up in the end.

After Shi Potian walked to Jiang Bin, he slowly raised his right palm and said, "Good disciple, remember to learn to respect teachers and respect the way in the next life!" After that, Shi Potian was about to fall down with a palm.

But at this moment, Sima Xiangxiang suddenly flashed out and blocked Jiang Bin with her body. She closed her eyes and said with a trembling body: "If you want to kill him, kill me first."

"Do you think you are a woman, I can't bear to leave?" Shi Potian fell down, and Sima Xiangxiang's whole body collapsed tightly. But after two or three breaths, Sima Xiangxiang only felt a gust of palm wind blowing, causing a headache on her face, but she was not really hit by her palm, nor was she injured.

Sima Xiangxiang slowly opened her eyes and saw a young bald monk holding Shi Potian's right hand with his hand. The hand seemed to have a force of ten thousand pounds, and he steadily grasped Shi Potian's hand, making it unable to move.

The young monk Sima Xiangxiang is very familiar with it. It was the Shanxing Temple that he had met before. Sima Xiangxiang opened his mouth slightly, Shanxing stared at Shi Potian, and asked Sima Xiangxiang, "You have to protect him, right?"

Sima Xiangxiang nodded, "Yes, I have to pay back what I owe him."

"Okay! I'll help you." Shanxing shook his left hand and slapped Shi Potian with a sudden palm. Shi Potian raised his left hand and clenched him. Finally, Shi Potian's body suddenly retreated seven or eight steps back, but Shanxing stood there and did not move. However, a trace of blood spilled out of the corner of Shanxing's mouth. On the contrary, Shi Potian seemed to be fine.

Seeing this scene, Jiang Xia couldn't help but shook his head, and sighed weakly in his heart: "It's Wuyi again."

If Shi Potian comprehended the martial spirit that is understood by the smallest, then the martial spirit that is understood by good deeds is as unmoved as a mountain. Such martial spirit lies in the word "stable". The mind is stable and the person is stable. It will never be beaten until the last bit of power is exhausted. The most terrifying thing about fighting with such a person is its almost perverted defense ability and endurance.

Jiang Xia adjusted his posture and it was not an easy thing to see such a master duel. He often wondered whether the nine military strategists of Thousand Gate were just nine kinds of martial arts.

If you don’t move the stake, it’s like a mountain martial arts. If you don’t move, it’s like a mountain martial arts. If you don’t move the stakes, it’s like you know the martial arts. Although Jiang Xia is not sure yet, he has gradually felt the true profoundness of the nine military stakes.

The good deed took two steps forward and stood in front of Sima Xiangxiang. Shi Potian smiled and said, "You little monk, like your idiot master, are people who cannot break through the love barrier. Your idiot master was because my lover was coughed by me back then... that's what, so he took the temple with his whole life, hoping to influence me by reciting Buddhist scriptures and let me repent in front of his little lover's grave. Unfortunately, he didn't live long and eventually died in front of me.

But I have to admit that he has a better eye than me in choosing an apprentice, and he actually chose a person with a delicate and clear mind. I always thought that such a martial arts genius only exists in legends, but I didn't expect that he would find it.

Come on, I will give you a chance to beat me to death to avenge your idiot master.”

The reason why Shi Potian said so much about good deeds was not because he was really a nonsense person, but because he knew that he had realized the martial arts of the mountains. If he wanted to defeat him, he had to tempt him to take the initiative to attack.

Unfortunately, after talking for a long time, Shi Potian was unmoved by good deeds. He kept his hands folded and stood in front of Sima Xiangxiang, his eyes half open and half closed, as if he had already entered a state of meditation.

Shi Potian shook his head and sighed, "Little monk, this is what you forced me to say. The woman behind you has been stripped off and played with by me."

The good deed, who had just not responded to external things, suddenly opened his eyes. He turned his head and looked at Sima Xiangxiang. Sima Xiangxiang hung his head without saying a word.
Chapter completed!