"Amitabha, to prevent the donor from being harmed by anger in the future, I can only offend you today."
The sweeping monk chanted a Buddhist name with a compassionate look on his face, and then lightly slapped out with his palm.
Prajna Palm!
One of the 72 Shaolin Kung Fu, it strikes silently like a gentle rain and has immense power when hitting the enemy.
A hint of mockery flashed in Lin Lang's eyes, and he slapped back with his backhand.
Prajna Palm!
"boom!"
The palm power of the two men exploded, and the violent energy brought out a hot air wave. Xiao Feng was shocked and quickly protected Azhu in his arms.
"Old monk, take Lin's move!"
Lin Lang flew up and pointed with one finger, and the energy was silent and powerful.
The formless calamity finger!
Only a faint strange sound was heard in the air. The Sweeping Monk turned his body and easily avoided the finger force, then shot Lin Lang with the same "Formless Tribulation Finger".
"Bang!"
The lavender bell dispersed the finger force, and a trace of solemnity flashed in the eyes of the sweeping monk.
Shaolin Golden Bell Cover, this is one of the top martial arts that he has not yet mastered.
Born in Shaolin, he naturally knew how powerful the Golden Bell Cover was.
After some testing, he knew that Lin Lang's internal strength was not inferior to his.
In addition, the other party had also mastered the Golden Bell Cover, and he suddenly felt unsure.
"Amitabha, benefactor..."
"Give me your dead head!"
Lin Lang interrupted the Sweeping Monk's nonsense and stepped forward. He bent his palms slightly and suddenly transformed them into a pair of sharp claws of true energy and pounced on the Sweeping Monk.
Shaolin Dragon Claw Hand!
The sweeping monk waved his sleeves, and with the amplification of his true energy, the sleeves became like a magic weapon, fighting against Lin Lang's true energy claws.
"good!"
Lin Lang laughed, finally he met someone who could fight!
He changed his hand gestures, and his sharp claws became more unpredictable and fiercer.
Nine Yin Divine Claws!
"laugh!!"
The sharp claws clashed with the sleeves for several moves, and sparks flew, shocking everyone.
The Sweeping Monk smiled, suddenly jumped up, and kicked Lin Lang.
Powerful Vajra Leg!
Lin Lang was not to be outdone and also turned around and kicked forward.
"clang!"
The sound of metal clashing suddenly rang out, and the Sweeping Monk was knocked back by the huge force, and his right leg felt slightly numb.
"Amitabha, what kind of leg technique is this? It's so hard?" he said with a serious expression.
Lin Lang patted his trouser legs lightly and said with a smile, "This move is nothing special. It's a unique skill that I created myself, called the bicycle kick, and it's designed for scoring goals!"
"Goal?"
The Sweeping Monk frowned. Before he could figure it out, he felt a whistling fist wind coming towards him and was startled.
"boom!"
He pushed with both palms, and the three-foot air wall was activated in front of him again, repelling Lin Lang's pair of iron fists.
Lin Lang shook his palms and thought to himself, "This turtle shell is really hard. Even the tenth level of Dragon Elephant Prajna Sutra plus the Great Golden Bell Cover can't break this wall of energy."
"Lin just doesn't believe this!"
He gritted his teeth and suddenly extended his right index finger.
Sword Immortal bond, blessing!
Six Meridians Divine Sword!
"call out!"
A sharp sword energy surged out, but before it could pierce the air wall, Lin Lang shot out another sword energy.
“Swish, swish, swish…”
Then, Lin Lang rested his elbows on his waist, his palms trembling constantly, and sword energy shot out from his five fingers one after another, endlessly shooting towards the three-foot air wall of the Sweeping Monk.
Relying on his powerful true qi and the special effects of the Sword Immortal bond, Lin Lang's Six Meridians Divine Sword raged out like a sword energy machine gun, and the overwhelming purple sword energy raged out.
The Sweeping Monk was shocked. He shook his true energy and the three-foot air wall became more solid.
“Puff, puff, puff…”
Endless sword energy shot onto the air wall. The pale golden three-foot air wall flickered slightly, barely holding on. Beads of sweat oozed from the Sweeping Monk's forehead, and it was obvious that it was not easy.
"call……"
After a moment, the air wall emitted a faint light, and only a thin inch of the three-foot air wall remained, but it still barely withstood this wave of attack.
The Sweeping Monk was sweating profusely and his arms were shaking.
"Amitabha, the donor is able to wield the Six Meridians Divine Sword to such a superb level of skill that even the founding emperor of Dali, Duan Siping, is far behind. You are truly a formidable young man."
Lin Lang was breathing heavily, his face slightly pale, and the less than 10% of Nine Yang True Qi in his body began to recover rapidly.
"Haha, old monk, you are not bad. This can't break your three-foot qi wall. I am convinced!" he said slowly.
Although Lin Lang appeared calm on the surface, he was actually shocked in his heart. The sword energy of the Six Meridians Divine Sword was not like that of the "Endless" realm.
When it comes to the sharpness of sword energy, even Dugu Qiubai's "no sword is better than a sword" is still inferior.
What's more, his self-created "Sword Qi Machine Gun" was so powerful that even if the wall opposite was the Xiangyang city wall, it would be riddled with holes.
But such amazing sword energy couldn't even break the Sweeping Monk's turtle shell!
Has the world been changed again?
On the other side, Xiao Feng and the others were completely stunned. They had never imagined that there was someone in the world who could practice martial arts to such a level, almost like a god!
At this time, the sweeping monk said, "Donor, since we are evenly matched, why don't you go to my place and rest for a while.
As for the matter of the leader, I will definitely give you a satisfactory answer!"
"Ha ha."
Lin Lang chuckled, "Don't worry about that, old monk."
After he finished speaking, he stretched out his right hand, which instantly condensed into a large purple handprint and suddenly pounced towards the quiet courtyard beside him.
"Bang!"
The door of the quiet courtyard was broken, and two black figures were pulled out by Lin Lang.
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