The move of "Fang Zheng" is common, but in the middle of the move, it suddenly shakes slightly. One hand changes into two, two into four, four into eight.

Zuo lengchan thought that master Fangzheng's palms had changed into several directions just in the middle of each stroke. His palms were so fantastic that he had never seen them in his life. Ah, it seems that the details of Songshan school and Shaolin school are a little worse.

Seeing that Zhang Sanfeng still had a smile on his face, he didn't mean to evade the parry at all. Fang Zheng could not help but let out a slight cry. His set of palms changed from two, two to four, four to eight. If the enemy didn't break it in time, he could turn eight palms into sixteen palms and then turn into thirty-two palms. The more palms he had, the stronger his bewilderment and power would be. If the legendary thousand palms were really used, the enemy would have been dazzled. Before he could react, he would have had countless palms in his body.

Since Zhang Sanfeng didn't do it, Fang Zheng was happy to use it calmly and gradually turned into 128 palms, which was the limit he could achieve. According to the legend, the highest level of thousand handed Tathagata palm was 1024 palms, but no one in Shaolin Temple has been able to reach that level for hundreds of years. It's unprecedented for Fang Zheng to turn into 128 palms.

Zhang Sanfeng raised his hands slightly and drew a few times in front of him. A Tai Chi pattern loomed up. When the shadow touched the Tai Chi pattern, it was like winter snow meeting the scorching sun, and disappeared without a shadow.

The crowd just felt a flower in front of them. 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 little bit of transportation, I'm afraid Fang Zheng's hands could not be kept.

"Yes." Zhang Sanfeng smiles at the other side's certificate. As soon as he raises his hands, the certificate feels a soft force coming, and the whole person flies back to his camp.

Seeing that both the two masters of Shaolin failed in one move, everyone in the field was shocked. Xu Zhu was silent and thought in his heart: in terms of moves, I'm sure I can't beat his hundred years of experience, but if I compete for internal power, I may not have no chance with my Northern underworld skill.

Making up his mind, Xu Zhu bowed slightly and said, "I'd like to ask Mr. Zhang for advice." Finish saying two palms slowly to Zhang Sanfeng flat push past.

When people around him saw it, they couldn't help complaining to themselves. Compared with Xuancheng and Fangzheng, xuzhu's move was as common as his appearance. There were even boos from people in black.

However, song Qingshu quickly reminded him, "be careful, immortal Zhang. He is a great master of the northern underworld

Looking at the martial arts in the whole Golden Book system, such martial arts as Beiming divine skill and absorbing Xingda. FA are the most likely to make the top experts capsize in the sewer. In Tianlong Babu, jiumozhi's martial arts are not sure how many levels higher than Duan Yu's. as a result, he accidentally won Duan Yu's Beiming divine skill when he was possessed, and his shocking internal power was completely absorbed《 In the later period of Xiaoao River's Lake, Yue buqun was already the top expert in the river's lake after practicing the anti evil sword spectrum. And after he had controlled Linghu Chong, he was careless and absorbed all his internal power.

Although Zhang Sanfeng's accomplishments were impressive, he was not on guard and might have capsized in the sewer.

"Beiming magic skill?" Zhang Sanfeng was stunned. The word seemed to remind him of something.

Seeing that Zhang Sanfeng was unprepared, Xu Zhu was overjoyed. He put his hand on his palm and urged Beiming to suck up. Unexpectedly, he could not absorb any of his internal power with all his efforts.

It turns out that after a hundred years of cultivation, Zhang Sanfeng's internal power is endless and cyclic. The real Qi in the elixir field is like a cigarette, leisurely and carefree, reaching the realm of "dense purple Qi". It's ethereal but mellow and solid, which can be shaken by external forces.

Zhang Sanfeng had come back and looked at xuzhu quietly: "little master, what's your relationship with Xiaoyao sect?"

Seeing the failure of Beiming's magical skill, xuzhu was in a panic. Hearing the words, he subconsciously replied, "what Xiaoyao sect? I've never heard of it. "

Seeing that he didn't look as if he was cheating, Zhang Sanfeng frowned slightly and spat out his palm. He shook him back and didn't speak. He just pondered and didn't speak. He seemed to be worried about something.

Although Xuancheng was still a little unconvinced and knew that he didn't use his full strength, Zhang Sanfeng downplayed it. Every time he tried to push back the three of them, he obviously didn't do his best. He didn't mean to join hands, so he had to say to Zhang Sanfeng: "today I have to see Zhang Zhenren's magic skill. I really admire him. It's just that my temple's Yijinjing is owned by this benefactor, and I hope immortal Zhang will be the master. "

"Yijinjing" Zhang Sanfeng was stunned and looked at Song Qingshu suspiciously.

Song Qingshu explained it to long Qumai in a hurry. Zhang Sanfeng pondered for a moment and said, "there is something wrong with what the masters did just now, but the Yijinjing is really something of Shaolin. It's hard to say if you refuse to return it."

"Since Zhang Zhenren spoke, how dare you not listen to me." Song Qingshu smiles, turns to ah Zi and says, "ah Zi, you go to young Xia you and get Yi Jin Jing."

"Yes." A Zi small mouth son a Du, some reluctantly walk to you Tan's front.

Although you are very upset to see the fairy listen to Song Qing's words, you think that it's better to give the secret collection back to Shaolin Temple than to give it to Song Qing by a Zi. You don't think it's any good, so you just give it to her.

Holding the secret collection of Yijinjing, a Zi went to song Qingshu, blocked the eyes of the people around her, and took it into his arms without any trace. Shun Bian took out another unknown secret collection and handed it to him. She said in a loud voice: "master, these smelly monks seem to be compassionate, but in fact they are not like Songshan sect, Looking at the fire from the other side just now, in fact, they were secretly helping the killers of the Song Mountain sect. Do you really want to return this secret collection to them? "

Noticing a Zi's action, song Qingshu brightened his eyes and said with a keen heart: "after all, the Yijinjing is a Shaolin thing, and we have no reason to seize it. But you are right. These smelly monks always have to pay for their actions just now. Here, big monk, go on. " Then he threw the Scriptures to Xuancheng's standing direction.

Hearing what he said, Xuancheng felt that something was wrong. However, seeing the Scriptures flying in, he subconsciously flew into the air and held it. Who knew that as soon as he started, he realized that there was a hidden force in the Scriptures.

"Bad!" Xuancheng exclaimed.

Bang!

The Scriptures in my hand suddenly burst open and turned into vermicelli scattered all over the ground.

"You Looking at the powder on the ground, he can't even reassemble it. Xuancheng is furious and stares at Song Qingshu.

"Eh, monk, have you just practiced too much Kung Fu? Why are you so careless? How can you grasp such a fragile Scripture with so much strength?" Song Qingshu exclaimed subconsciously, as if everything had nothing to do with him.