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If Meng Zhao guessed wrong and said wrong, it would be fine, but what he said was right on Purdue's mind.

People who know too much cannot stay. This is a very popular truth.

Therefore, Dharma King Gebu could no longer wait calmly. Under the support of the golden body of the dragon elephant, his thin body exuded a fine golden light, floating on the surface of his body like a golden flame, surging Qi and blood washed over his body, making a long chant sound like a dragon and an elephant, the momentum was overwhelming.

With his golden eyes bursting out with blazing light like the scorching sun, the fist seemed to carry one after another dragon elephants known for their strength, majestic and calm, and crushed directly towards Meng Zhao.

Moreover, his offensive did not happen overnight, but one punch followed by another, one punch was faster than one punch, one punch was faster than one punch, squeezing the space, exploding the air, and before the sound of sharp whistle dissipated, he was The wind of the next punch blows away.

An old monk who looked like a thin monkey, but he played a domineering and powerful boxing technique, which brought a great sense of contrast to people.

Even an arrogant and savage strongman like Niu Dali can't help but take a deep breath and think to himself,
"What a vicious old monk, if I were an old cow, I wouldn't dare to take this matchless fist!"

Niu Dali boasted that his muscles and bones were strong and his body was as strong as iron, but he still didn't dare to face the old monk's ominous power, which showed the savage strength of King Gebufa.

That day the woman and the monk with a swollen face didn't show any special emotions. They were both Purdue disciples like King Gebu, and they knew that with his old man's miraculous skills, no matter how strong they were, it was just a small test.

Facing the ferocious offensive of the old monk who had a benevolent face before and traced back what he had learned in Buddhism, Meng Zhao behaved calmly and calmly.

Although he doesn't fight many times, he has experienced a lot of masters, and the quality is extremely good, and his knowledge is even more extraordinary. He has even dabbled in the martial arts of the master. All masters can deal with it calmly and never fall behind.

Earlier, he used the Tianzi Wangqi technique to spy on the old monk's aura and calculate its position. After he knew it well, he moved his body to the southwest by seven points in a subtle way.

Even though it was just a small move, he is proficient in the art of watching the qi of the son of heaven, which is enough to move the power of the heaven and the earth, so the whole earth seems to be shaking because of Meng Zhao's short-term change of direction, and it landed on a node of the earth veins in this land , the overwhelming coercion, the majestic and majestic strength of the old monk seemed to be weakened by three points because of this.

Then it was the method of the extremely beautiful Liuyun Iron Sleeve.

The long sleeves of the green shirt he is wearing are waving like a canopy, and the condensed and mysterious vigor is spread on the long sleeves of the green shirt. The purple halo is like the purple aura of the rising sun, which is indescribably precious, and the direction is like heavy weights He greeted him with a heavy and powerful fist like that of the ancient holy mountain.

Liuyun Iron Sleeve is a very famous Taoist martial art, but it is not a profound and mysterious secret, so it was collected by Meng Zhao long ago, deduced and studied with the mirror of the sky, at the magic meeting in Bishuixian Palace, for The points raised by the three great masters of martial arts finally came to fruition.

At this time, it is used at this time, which is quite different from Meng Zhao's previous style of martial arts. The rhyme of Taoism flows, and there is no strong and domineering power at all. Instead, it really looks like clouds falling from the sky, and Meng Zhao gathers them in his sleeves. , flexible and flowing, fully showing the continuation of Taoist true skills.

The fist punched into the iron sleeve. I thought it was an earth-shattering big collision. However, the terrifying golden fist that could smash the hills fell on the long sleeves that Meng Zhao was waving, like a mud cow entering the sea. If it is not raised, it will be swallowed by the resistance and melted away, as if nothing happened.

Seeing this scene, the clean bottle in Tiannv's hand unconsciously made a crackling sound of being overwhelmed, and the small mouth of the cherry hidden under the veil couldn't help but widen. She never expected Meng Zhao to deal with it so easily and freely.

Not to mention him, even the vicious monk who had always had a high opinion of himself and was arrogant and conceited stared at a pair of copper bell-like eyes, unable to believe this fact.

The fist that King Gebu Fawang did just now is called Vajra Tuishan, and it is powerful and powerful, especially when the golden body of the dragon and elephant is used as a force to urge movement, it is invincible and unsurpassed.

If you just blindly be strong, it will be exhausted, and it is not superior. The key is that the punch is strong on the outside and wonderful on the inside, and there are nine changes in the strength inside, collapse, pick, bounce, shatter...

It is not surprising that some masters resisted, after all, that is not the real strength of King Gebu, but it is unusual to block it so easily and naturally, and it is also a vigilance against Meng Zhao.

Yuan Bin was also very surprised. Although he guessed that Meng Zhao's martial arts should be higher than Niu Dali's to suppress his brutal temper, he didn't expect this young man to be so clever that even the Purdue Dharma king could resist him. Teach such a hero.

King Gebufa hit the earth-shattering King Kong Pushing Mountain, and was surprised to see that the punch that could shatter mountains was dispelled by the small sleeves. His long snow-white eyebrows trembled slightly, his golden eyes gleamed, and an old voice sounded,
"The Kung Fu of the Taoist Liuyun Iron Sleeve, but it seems that there is still a method of swallowing the magic way. You are also the essence of Buddhism. You are indeed a genius. If you retreat, there is still a glimmer of life."

In fact, Meng Zhao's performance was not as vigorous as it was at the magic meeting in the Bishui Fairy Palace. Even the performance of all the dharma images was lifelike, and the transformation was natural, which was talked about by the masters.

However, the level of martial arts and the realm of martial arts he has shown today are quite outstanding, especially what he has learned to accommodate the three schools of Buddhism, Taoism and demons. There is me in you, and you in me, not separated and irreconcilable Excellent.

The more such talents there are, the more prosperous the martial arts luck will be. If the talents are lost, the martial arts luck will also wither, and then the martial arts will be lonely. If you want to return to the ancient times, the martial arts prosperity in the middle ages is even far away.

The theory that martial arts luck is related to talents is not based on imagination.

To give a more practical example, if a country has a god of war, a god of war, and a god of killing who is invincible in all battles, his martial style and military style will inevitably prosper, and there will be reasons for the increase in luck.

And if such gods of war, gods of war, and gods of killing are damaged, their country's martial style and military style will inevitably be affected, and it will inevitably regress in a short time, because some people cannot be easily replaced, and one less one may be forever. It can't make up for it.

The same is true for all martial arts.

In fact, the old monk didn't just talk about it and blackmail Meng Zhao, but he really didn't want to kill such a talented person here.

After all, his cultivation realm has reached the limit of the innate realm, and his combat power is second to none, which few people can match.

Meng Zhao's performance was amazing, but it was not enough to resist his miraculous skills. He was able to persuade him with words, which showed his sincerity.