"Master, are you planning to resolve this injustice?" Yang Xuan said to the sweeping monk.

"The donor has good eyesight. The old monk has this idea. If we can eliminate all the hostility of the donor, wouldn't it be a great merit?" said the sweeping monk.

"The difference between what Master said is that Buddhism talks about cultivating the afterlife. Some people can cross it, but some people can't. Doesn't Buddhism also have the theory of Angry Eyes Vajra? Master thinks so." Yang Xuan disagreed.

"Then what should we do according to what the donor said?" the sweeping monk asked. The current sweeping monk could not see Yang Xuan's heels. He could only see that Yang Xuan's internal strength was from the Xiaoyao sect. Unfortunately, Yang Xuan's whole body seemed to be...

It's like a fog, making it difficult to see through or touch.

"The martial arts in Shaolin Temple need to be solved by Buddhism. It's absurd. The so-called martial arts is used to kill people. How can there be so many explanations? Otherwise, why would so many people practice martial arts? And becoming stronger is everyone's innate desire.

I think Xiao Yuanshan was harmed too badly, you can decide what to do, I just don’t want to let Murong Bo go." Yang Xuan said firmly.

"The hostility is too strong and the murderous nature is too strong. The donor has something to say and I don't know whether to ask it or not." asked the sweeping monk.

"Tell me." Yang Xuan said casually.

"Does the donor understand what he is doing when he kills someone? The first time he kills someone, the second time and the third time..." The sweeping monk slowly influenced Yang Xuan with his mental power.

Yang Xuan slowly recalled that the first time he killed was disgusting, but that person was an aggressor and had to die. The second time he killed, Yang Xuan felt that he had killed the wrong person and was upset for a long time.

More and more, Yang Xuan has become accustomed to killing people.

Gradually, Yang Xuanzhen became very impatient, and his eyes slowly turned blood red.

Tong Piaoyun, who was behind Yang Xuan, looked at Yang Xuan more and more wrongly. He looked at Yang Xuan and then at the sweeping monk.

Tong Piaoyun didn't waste any time. He used Tianshan's Plum Blossom Palm on his body and hit the sweeping monk on the chest. The sweeping monk immediately started to fight with Tong Piaoyun. The two peerless masters had huge power between each palm and each move.

It is powerful, but it can also unleash this power on the opponent very well, so that the two sides fight fiercely, but the surrounding things are not damaged at all.

At this time, the sweeping monk suddenly hit Tong Piaoyun with a move, and Tong Piaoyun responded with a Tianshan six

Yang Palm attacked, but unexpectedly, the sweeper's right palm changed direction in the middle of the move. It was a false move. When Tong Piaoyun reacted, he was slapped on the shoulder by a palm, and fell upside down in front of Yang Xuan.

Tong Piaoyun's skills are unfathomable. In addition, he has learned Chinese martial arts and has a strong body. Although he looks a little embarrassed when he receives this palm, it is basically just a superficial wound.

But the fall did suddenly wake up Yang Xuan who was reminiscing, but Yang Xuan was getting worse and worse, his eyes were red as if he was about to bleed.

Seeing Yang Xuan's situation, the sweeping monk immediately said, "If you want to watch the battle, please stay as far away as possible to avoid hurting innocent people." After saying that, he looked at Yang Xuan and said, "Donor, if you want to learn from each other, you can come to the back mountain with me." After that,

The sweeping monk performed a wonderful light skill and walked away in a daze.

Yang Xuan roared angrily and chased after the sweeping monk.

"Abbott, what do you think?" Several Shaolin elders looked at him and Xuanci said, "One is my Shaolin senior, and the other has the intention to protect Shaolin such as me today. We need to go together to avoid the two of us."

Once a real fire breaks out, it will be difficult to deal with."

"The abbot is wise." All the eminent monks chanted the Buddha's name.

A large group of people started to follow and watch the fun.

Tong Piaoyun ran all the way with Yang Xuan in mind. She had always regarded herself as a strong person, but now she suddenly realized that she knew Yang Xuan. From the beginning, Yang Xuan protected her all the way. She always thought that her martial arts skills were very high and it was difficult to find an opponent in the world. Unexpectedly, in the

An unknown soldier in Shaolin Temple actually injured himself. Tong Piaoyun has never been so eager for strength as he is now.

"Dead monk, who asked you to remind me of those things? Who asked you to do this? Are you really not afraid of death?" Yang Xuan, with blood-red eyes, roared angrily.

"The physical body is just a stinky skin. It seems that the donor did something that he regretted very much. How can he see through it if he doesn't face it?" said the sweeping monk.

"You're so annoying." Yang Xuan roared angrily, and his body instantly lost the internal strength to control his weight, and his body began to sink dozens of centimeters to the ground.

Yang Xuan gathered his internal strength, used the Tathagata Divine Palm, and struck the sweeping monk with all his strength. However, the sweeping monk was shocked. He never expected that Yang Xuan's technique was very inconsistent with a strong Buddhist aura.

After a few tricks with Yang Xuan, I found that although Yang Xuan's

The inner strength is still in the acquired state, and is still far from my own in nature, but in terms of quantity, I find that it is as deep as the bottomless abyss and as rough as the ocean.

The sweeping monk changed his tactics in an instant, from resisting hard to roaming around to fight Yang Xuan.

Everyone watching around was stunned for a while. During the fight between the two, the surrounding ground seemed to have been bombed.

"Dead Monk, you are quite powerful. You are already in the innate realm. No wonder you can fight a few moves with all my strength. Do you think this is all my strength? Then you are totally wrong, Dead Monk, show your strength, otherwise

You are really going to die." Yang Xuan roared irritably.

"Donor, Bodhi has no tree, and the mirror is not a stand. There is nothing in the first place. How could it cause dust? Your mind is confused." said the sweeping monk.

"Hahahaha, although my level of internal strength is not as good as yours, quantitative changes can lead to qualitative changes. Just look at the moves." Yang Xuan said.

Although Yang Xuan was already showing signs of going crazy, he still had the remaining sanity. He knew that he had to fight hand-to-hand with the sweeping monk to gain the upper hand. In an instant, Yang Xuan leaned forward, grabbed the sweeping monk's hand and turned around.

, but unfortunately the Sweeping Monk pulled his hand out. The Sweeping Monk floated, seemingly ordinary, but he blocked all the attacks in the world with one palm, and with one step he retreated away from any pursuit in the world. The defensive posture was tight and elegant, and then there was

He quickly stepped forward and struck Yang Xuan on the forehead with a palm.

Yang Xuan directly blocked it with his hands, pressed his head, locked his hands, turned around, and half-twisted the sweeping monk to the ground.

The sweeping monk is worthy of being the ultimate boss of Tianlong. He quickly attacks Yang Xuan with his other hand. Now Yang Xuan has the upper hand and resists directly. After that, a continuous close combat begins.

Yang Xuan just started using grappling. At that time, Li Shuwen taught Yang Xuan a little bit. The main reason was that the sweeping monk felt that a head-on fight might not guarantee victory, so he surrounded Yang Xuan in a siege. Yang Xuan used the strategy well, using grappling to shorten the period of time.

When the person is at a distance, once the person is in your hand, directly use the most powerful Baji Quan to hit him in a series of blows, using all the elbows and knees that can be used.

With a "touch" sound, the sweeper forcibly exchanged palms with Yang Xuan, and finally got out of Yang Xuan's melee range. The sweeper was seen with panda eyes, his nose and corners of his mouth were also bright red, and there were dots of blood running down his face.
Chapter completed!