Zhuo Buyi's body was already full of scars, and the white-robed monk's prison was stronger than his. His attack with all his strength was meaningless to this monk at all. And when Zhuo Buyi heard the monk say that he is the Buddha Zong Tianzun, Zhuo Buyi, who was suffering and depressed, felt a little relieved.
The Four Heavenly Venerables of the Buddhist Sect, he had seen the cultivation of Wisdom Heavenly Venerable before. Back then in the imperial capital, Zhizhi was still able to retreat under the siege of the six masters.
At this time, he was facing a Celestial Venerable alone, and it was nothing to be ashamed to lose.
The death of Zhu Xiaohua calmed down Zhuo Buyi's heart. He looked at the white-robed monk and smiled coldly, "Your so-called one-handedness and ten-thousand-handedness is just a joke, and the thing you have displayed is nothing but useless. On the surface... it just depends on your superb cultivation, and you use your internal strength to create a look."
The white-robed monk looked away from Zhu Xiaohua, and seemed to have lost interest in Zhuo Buyi: "Sui people are indeed stubborn people. I said that I will kill you, but it is a pity that I was wrong. Just kill them all." You Sui people, it is not a pity to even slaughter all the living beings in the land of the Sui people. Your hearts have been polluted by your emperor, and Buddhism cannot wash them away."
He raised his hand and pointed to Zhuo Buyi's forehead.
A ray of extremely strong internal energy burst out from his fingertips and went straight to Zhuo Buyi.
It was at this critical moment that a burst of extremely excited laughter came from a distance. When the sound came out, the person was still far away, but when the laughter fell, the person was already close.
"Xiaoha, I can finally fight!"
With a wave of his hand, the leader of the people who rushed over, the circle where the white-robed monk imprisoned Zhuo Buyi was shaken to one side. The white-robed monk's finger brushed against Zhuo Buyi's temples, leaving a bloodstain on his temple.
It was Chen Hun and Chen Ha who jumped over in the air. Chen Hun shook Zhuo Buyi away, and Chen Ha slapped the white-robed monk's head with a strange scream.
Chen Heng rushed to Zhuo Buyi's side, reaching out his hand to pull him out of the circle. When his hand touched the circle, he was shocked, which made him immediately irritable. He thrust his hands into the circle violently, and then tore it apart fiercely. It was like ripping open a watermelon, tearing the circle in half abruptly.
"I don't believe I can't get rid of you!"
Chen Heng curled his lips, glanced at Zhuo Buyi and said, "Xiao Fangfang asked us to rescue you, they are running too slowly... just sit still and watch us fight, if he beats you, we will beat him!"
After saying this, Chen Heng turned around and rushed towards the white-robed monk.
Chen Ha's palm was swung away by the white robe monk's sleeve, but he didn't care at all. Amidst the monk's strong inner strength, his person was like a wedge, slamming into it fiercely. When approaching the white-robed monk, his right hand grasped it like a claw.
It looked like he wanted to wring the white robe monk's head off.
The white-robed monk frowned and dragged up with one hand. His hand collided with Chen Ha's, and immediately a violent energy of heaven and earth swung around. The shock wave chopped off the surrounding vegetation, like a sickle.
Just when the white-robed monk wanted to shake Chen Ha away, Chen Heng also jumped up into the air and clawed at the monk's head. The two of them didn't have any subtle moves at all, and they all relied on their strong internal strength and superb speed. The other hand of the white-robed monk could only be raised here, resisting Chen Heng's offensive.
Looking at it from a distance, it looks like three people standing together hand in hand.
After blocking the offensive of Chen Heng and Chen Ha, the white-robed monk gathered his inner strength to push the two away. But at this time, he realized that the cultivation of these two people was extremely weird. His left and right hands seemed to be stuck, and he couldn't pull them back at all. And the inner strength of these two people is strong enough, if you withdraw your inner strength, you will be poured into your body by the inner strength of these two people immediately, if you are not careful, you will be injured by this inner strength.
But how could he escape with his cultivation base.
"Want to suck me?"
The white-robed monk twitched his mouth, then turned his wrist outward: "Let's see who is stronger."
In an instant, a black hole seemed to appear in the palm of his hand, and the internal energy in Chen Heng and Chen Ha's hands poured into the black hole like water breaking a bank.
This startled them both at the same time.
"Oh... Xiaoha can also suck!"
"Don't be afraid, let's compete with him who sucks better!"
The two stood beside the white-robed monk, one on the left and the other on the right, concentrating on coping with the suction in the white-robed monk's palm.
Zhuo Buyi, who escaped from the cage, spat out a mouthful of blood, looked at the two old urchins and shouted eagerly: "Don't you still have a hand, why not!"
"yes!"
Chen Heng shouted in surprise: "The two of us have four hands, and he only has two hands... Haha!"
Chen Ha also smirked, and then the two raised their other arms and grabbed the white-robed monk's forehead. A trace of anger flashed in the eyes of the white-robed monk, and he turned around suddenly, and Chen Heng and Chen Ha were driven to turn around. As the monks turned faster and faster, it looked as if the three of them had turned into a giant spinning top.
"open!"
During the rotation, the monk snorted coldly, and then released the suction on both hands at the same time. Chen Heng and Chen Ha were thrown out by inertia, but what was surprising was that these two people could turn around in mid-air like swallows, and they started to circle around the white-robed monk as if they had a tacit understanding.
In the beginning, it was the monk who swung the two of them around, but now they are the two of them around the monk.
While turning, the fists of the two men hit the monk like a rainstorm. The speed of that kind of punching can't be caught by the naked eye at all, and it completely exceeds the limit of the human body.
It was so fast that even Zhuo Buyi couldn't see exactly how many punches the two of them had thrown and where each punch was directed.
The two hands of the white-robed monk were equally fast, blocking all the attacks of Chen Heng and Chen Ha without missing a single move. The sound of the six hands colliding has become one sound, and gradually, only one sound can be heard, an uninterrupted sound.
This speed cannot be described in words.
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Mu Xiaoyao fell from mid-air, picked up Zhuo Buyi and jumped to the side.
Fang Jiehu was beside her, and the Zhaolu knife in his hand reflected a cold light.
On a big tree beside them, Shen Qingfan stood on a branch and watched intently the unbelievable fight between the three. Her expression was extraordinarily serious, as if she was thinking about how to make a move. Seeing that Chen Hun and Chen Ha's offensive could not break through the monk's defense, and those two idiots were so stubborn that they forgot to change the way.
They are children at heart, and if they are sure of one thing, they will not care about others.
So the two of them blindly fought fast, and the offensive was all on a pair of fists.
The white-robed monk used two hands against four hands, and his defense was as unbreakable as Mount Tai.
Shen Qingshan was silent for a full minute, then suddenly reached out and pointed forward.
In the battle group below, the white-robed monk's face suddenly changed slightly, and then he pulled himself up abruptly. He just broke away from the battle group, and an invisible long sword broke through the ground from where he was standing. Shen Qingfan did not choose to attack directly, because she found that even if her sword energy attacked directly, the white-robed monk still had the strength to defend against it. Chen Heng and Chen Ha's speed was close to the limit, but the monk still seemed to be able to handle it with ease.
So she chose to raid.
The invisible sword energy suddenly came out from the ground. I thought it would be effective with one move, but I didn't expect the monk to be so sensitive to the vitality of heaven and earth, and immediately sensed the crisis under his feet. He jumped up, divided his hands in mid-air, and attacked the Chen brothers on the ground with one palm, and attacked Shen Qingfan on the big tree with the other.
"Big wheel bergamot!"
Boom!
The moment Chen Heng and Chen Ha dodged away, the place where they were standing was crushed and collapsed. A huge palm print with a length of six to seven meters suddenly appeared, and it actually pushed the ground down by half a meter. On the other side, after dodging subconsciously, the big tree where Mu Xiaoyao was was shattered by the palm wind, but the falling of the big tree did not end, and the huge palm print rubbed the ground and rushed forward for more than ten meters , along the way, all the trees are destroyed!
With two palms, the three masters were forced back!
Chen Heng and Chen Ha looked at the huge palm prints in front of them, and both of them opened their mouths wide in surprise. Chen Heng squatted on the edge of the pit made by the palm prints, stretched out his hand and gestured, and then suddenly shouted: "Xiaoha, Xiaoha, this is so fun! I want to practice this, I want to practice!"
Chen Ha curled his lips and said, "If you practice this, I will practice my feet!"
He plopped down on the ground with his butt pouted, took off his boots and kicked the white-robed monk hard with his stinky foot a few times.
"I want to make footprints bigger than your handprint!"
He kicked a few times in the air, but he didn't know what to do, so it was just in vain.
Fang Jie frowned, thinking that these two people were indeed unreliable at critical times. He and Mu Xiaoyao supported Zhuo Buyi and Shen Qingshan to join them, watching the white-robed monk warily.
The monk did not continue to strike after two palms, but looked at Fang Jie carefully.
"Perfect!"
He couldn't help but sigh in a low voice.
He took a few steps forward, looking at Fang Jie as if looking at a rare treasure. His eyes wandered back and forth on Fang Xie's body, without concealing his appreciation and greed.
"I planned to see you again after arriving in Yongzhou, since you are here..."
The white-robed monk looked at Fang Jie and said with a smile: "Just to tell you in advance, you may have to face a choice in the near future. You need to decide where to stand at that time. But I want to remind you that if you make a wrong step Every step is wrong... Your current body is a masterpiece of heaven. I really can't believe that there is such a perfect body... Fang Jie, you really didn't let me go this trip in vain. It's a false trip."
"Who are you!"
Fang Jie asked cautiously.
"I?"
The monk suddenly found that the sleeves of his clothes were a little damaged, and couldn't help frowning slightly. He turned his head to look at Chen Heng and Chen Ha who were still arguing over whether to practice hands or feet, with a flash of anger in his eyes.
"That's all... The two of them belong to you, so I won't pursue it."
The white-robed monk looked at Fang Jie and asked earnestly, "Do you know that there are four great celestial beings under the throne of Buddha Zongming?"
"Know."
Fang Jie nodded.
"Second Senior Brother Wisdom is said to have died in Chang'an a few days ago..."
The monk sighed slightly: "Although his cultivation base is weaker, I didn't expect it to be so bad. I thought that even if he couldn't wipe out the Sui people's arena, he would be fine if he retreated. Now it seems that it is me I overestimated him and underestimated the quacks of the Sui people."
He raised his chin and said, "The Four Heavenly Venerables under Ming Dynasty, I am the fourth Heavenly Venerable Shiyuan."
"you?!"
Fang Jie's expression changed, and he asked almost subconsciously, "Didn't you get seriously injured thirteen years ago?"
"You know a lot..."
The monk said: "So I have retreated for thirteen years."
He glanced at everyone, and then said: "Since I met you today, naturally I can't kill them all. I will go to Yongzhou to wait for you first, and then I will listen to your decision."
After saying this, he turned around to leave, Fang Jie asked eagerly, "How is the person who injured you now?!"
The monk paused, but didn't look back: "Not dead...but not alive either."
Twilight of the Empire Volume 4