Time and space in the heavens

Chapter 266 Yideng finally takes action
  "Amitabha." With the Buddha's name, the monk, who had been silent and had almost no sense of existence, finally took action.

Snapped!
  A pair of white fleshy palms turned over, and between the palms turning, there was a terrible murderous aura, but behind the murderous aura, there was a Buddha nature.

Big Sumeru Palm!

He struck out with a light palm, but on the palm, a Buddha's palm shimmering with golden light appeared, and the Buddha's light filled the air.

In an instant, the Quanzhen Seventh Son, the fishermen, woodcutter, farmers and readers, who were the lowest in martial arts present, all had the idea of ​​taking refuge in my Buddha.

This is just a trace of the skill leaked from this move of the Great Sumeru Palm, but it is so powerful. It can be seen that the martial arts of the great monk who made the move is so high that even if it is not as good as Wang Chongyang, he is definitely not among the Seven Star Lords. below the other four.

Swish!
  The great monk's palm was aimed at Lin Chaoying. When Lin Chaoying saw this palm, her jade-like eyebrows raised slightly, and the Qingming Sword jumped out of its scabbard!
  Clang!
  The sharp sword rang in the air, making a clear sword cry, as if the invincible divine sword that had followed Dugu Qiufei to slash the sky and break the sun had sensed the reappearance of a long-lost powerful enemy.

Snapped!
  At the last moment, the Great Monk's Sumeru Palm and Lin Chaoying's Qingming Sword had collided together. The sword palms intersected, and the boundless destructive power impacted each other and was eliminated invisibly.

Lin Chaoying's graceful body trembled slightly, and there was a bit of solemnity between his brows. He grabbed the smooth jade hand and the Qingming Sword fell into his palm. His sword eyes looked at the great monk in front of him, and his tone of voice showed a bit of heaviness. "Okay, I haven't seen Master Wufa for many years, but his martial arts skills are still as good as before! Today, let the little girl learn about the master's methods."

"Amitabha." The person who walked with Wang Chongyang and climbed Mount Huashan together was none other than the famous Shaolin senior who presided over the first sword debate at Mount Huashan in the past years - Master Wu Fa. , he is still alive in the world.

When Master Wufa heard what Lin Chaoying said, a smile appeared on his bulging cheeks. He clasped his palms together and recited the Buddha's name, "Since Fairy Lin is interested, then the poor monk will play with the fairy."

As he spoke, the smile on his face became more and more harmless.

"Two senior brothers, Danyang and Changchun, you guys." Wang Chongyang took a deep breath, turned around, and told everyone around him, "I'll go first. Since Wuyouzi is going to fight to the death with Pindao, what about Pindao? Can you please accompany me?"

"Senior brother, go ahead." Master Yideng said with compassion.

"Farewell, Master." The Quanzhen Seventh Son clasped the sword in his hand, bowed and said goodbye to Wang Chongyang.

Wang Chongyang's figure flashed, and he turned into a flying dragon and disappeared from here. People like Lin Chaoying and Huang Yaoshi could only see a black shadow flash past.

Whoosh!
  There are many mountain winds in the mountains, and the mountain winds are cold and sharp. They roll up from this valley deep in Huashan Mountain, blowing down the fallen leaves in the mountains and swirling them.

Lin Chaoying, Huang Yaoshi, and Lin Xue faced the Shaolin Master Enlightenment, Lord Tianji Xing Lucunxing among the Seven Star Lords, the former Emperor Duan, today's Master Yideng, and Wang Chongyang's proud disciple——Quan True Seventh Son.

Even though they were at a disadvantage in terms of numbers, the momentum of the three of them was united, and they were able to compete with everyone on the Quanzhen Sect's side.

In an instant, the atmosphere in this valley became even more depressing after Wang Chongyang left.

"Hahaha." After a long silence, Huang Yaoshi, who was dressed in a green robe and looked evil and arrogant, laughed out loud. His laughter was filled with evil energy, and his eyes fell on Master Yideng.

"Emperor Duan, no, it should be Master Yideng. Now that the matter has come to this, how about you and I try a few tricks?"

Upon hearing these words, Master Yideng put his palms together and recited the Buddha's name, saying: "Amitabha, since Brother Huang is interested, how dare this poor monk not accompany me?"

As he spoke, a finger was stretched out, and on his finger, terrifying strength condensed, almost turning into substance. Dali Duan’s unique skill - One Yang Finger!

Huang Yaoshi's expression changed slightly, and he laughed, "Hahaha, once you hit the finger, let me learn a lesson!"

Before he finished speaking, the whole person had already moved forward, and the jade flute in his hand turned into a short sword, connecting points in the void and attacking Emperor Duan.

clang!clang!clang!
  There were crisp sounds of weapons clashing, and Master Yideng used one finger to perform the unique skill of Yang Finger, but it was extremely powerful.

Intersecting with the jade flute in Huang Yaoshi's hand, there was a crisp sound of weapons clashing, which echoed in the valley.

After more than twenty years, the two fought against each other again. After just a few rough tests, it entered a heated stage.

The sharp finger power of Yiyang Finger flew like a long sword transformed by sword energy. Huang Yaoshi used the jade flute as a weapon in his right hand, and used his left hand to display Bibo Palm Technique, Luo Ying Shen Sword Palm and other unique skills.

The two people's martial arts are like the Yangtze and Yellow Rivers flowing endlessly without any stagnation.

Boom! Boom! …

After this fight, in the past twenty years, each other's martial arts have improved rapidly, and their internal strength has become deeper and deeper.

With just a hint of palm and finger power, a boulder can be shattered and trees that are struggling to grow on the cliff can be uprooted.

The Quanzhen Seventh Son, fishermen, woodcutter, Gengdu and others were not even allowed to get close and could only hide and watch.

Lin Chaoying blinked his sword eyes and saw Huang Yaoshi and Master Yideng fighting. The two sides were fighting equally well. He raised his sword eyes, withdrew his sharp eyes and turned to Master Wufa. He said in a cold tone:
  "Master, it's your turn."

Clang!
  Before he finished speaking, the Qingming Sword in his hand had turned into a bright and dazzling rainbow, which he slashed with one sword.

The power of a sword is earth-shattering!

Clang!
  The colorful sword light condensed on the sword body, making this magical weapon inherited from the sword demon Dugu Qiufei seem like a legacy from an immortal in the sky.

Lin Chaoying's perfect jade body rose into the sky, becoming more and more unlike a mortal, and fell into the eyes of Quanzhen Seventh Son and others, all of whom couldn't help but reveal a hint of intoxication in their eyes.

What a peerless woman, Wang Chongyang gave up on her and let her choose Wuyouzi, which must be the stupidest thing he has ever done in his life.

After gathering momentum for a long time, the Qingming Sword in Lin Chaoying's palm slashed down like a mountain breaking through the sun. The sword force fell with the general trend of heaven and earth, as if it was a divine punishment.

Wow!
  The Quanzhen Seventh Son stood behind Master Enlightenment. He only endured a trace of the leaked power and was already injured on the spot. The seven brothers and sisters spat out a mouthful of bright red blood in no particular order.

The master who was the first to bear the brunt of the Enlightenment's original indifferent face changed. He raised his hands at the same time, and under the condensation of his true energy, a golden statue of Sakyamuni Tathagata loomed behind him.

A palm flew forward to meet Lin Chaoying's sword. On the palm, golden light flashes, like the palm of Buddha!
  (End of this chapter)