Chapter 1448: Eighteen Arhats Palm, Witch Injury Fist



Chapter 1448 Eighteen Arhats Palm, Wushang Fist

"Donor Zhang, how are you?"

A familiar voice suddenly sounded, and I looked up in surprise. When I saw the person blocking me, I was immediately shocked, and my eyes were full of disbelief.

"It's you!"

I saw that this person was a big bald head with two rows of ordination scars on his head. He was wearing a very wide monk's robe, and his exposed body was covered with scars of all sizes. Some of the scars seemed to be bitten by something, and they looked extremely ferocious.

But these are not the most important things. The most important thing is his eyes.

One is black and the other is red!

"Evil-eyed demon monk?" The elder cried out in surprise, and then he flew back, and in the blink of an eye he had distanced himself from the strange monk in front of him.

"Amitabha, it is me. I didn't expect that after more than a year of seclusion, someone still remembers me." He put his hands together and chanted a Buddhist name like a devout Buddhist believer.

This person was none other than the evil-eyed demon monk who wanted to kill me and take away the River Map and Luo Shu in Guo Village, but was almost killed by the possessed Pao Zhen.

If Luo Hua Wu Hen hadn't suddenly appeared and rescued him, he would have died under the knife of the demon Pao Zhen.

"Did Luo Hua Wu Hen ask you to help me?" I looked at the majestic figure in front of me and couldn't help but ask in a low voice.

"Donor Zhang, you and the leader are related by marriage, so why should you help? Your business is the leader's business." The evil-eyed demon monk smiled faintly and said, "However, the leader is busy with something and cannot get away for the time being. Otherwise, he would have come here in person. The leader also specifically asked me to apologize to Donor Zhang. There are some things that the leader cannot help but do and is not aware of. Please don't blame the leader, Donor Zhang."

"Can't get away?" Hearing this, my heart was shocked: "Could it be that the Hundred Flowers Alliance...other families have also taken action against her?"

"Haha, these people dared to kill even the chief of Wushushan's reserve intelligence bureau, Mr. Zhang. Naturally, they dared to kill the leader of the alliance. But Mr. Zhang, please rest assured. The leader of the alliance is very experienced and has good helpers around him. He will be fine. But Mr. Zhang, you have fallen into such an adversity. If I hadn't come in time, I'm afraid you would have been seriously injured."

Having said this, he paused, and then continued, "However, Mr. Zhang really surprised me. Since we last met, It has only been a year since we last met. A year ago, Mr. Zhang was still a young man who had just started out and couldn't even handle the minions of the Five Poison Spirit Sect. But now, he has grown so strong. It's me, on the other hand, whose cultivation has been stagnant. Compared with Mr. Zhang, I feel really ashamed. "

After he finished speaking, a trace of shame appeared on his face. I breathed a sigh of relief, then slowly straightened up and asked, "Grandmaster of physical skills, can you beat him?"

"No." Who would have thought that the evil-eyed demon monk would actually shake his head. This sentence, which was obviously very shameful, was said so frankly.

I opened my mouth when I heard it, and the plan that I had planned in my heart was swallowed back by me.

Seeing that I was a little dazed, he smiled and said, "This place is surrounded by the forbidden magic array of the Dharma Sect. Many of my methods cannot be used. And I am still one step away from becoming a grand master of physical techniques. Although I cannot beat him, I am not afraid of death. If I want to truly break through to the realm of a grand master of physical techniques, I need to gain insights between life and death, so I am here."

"Do you want to fight with the Great Elder, and then find an opportunity to break through?" I asked with a frown.

"That's right." The evil-eyed demon monk nodded slightly: "But don't worry, Mr. Zhang, although I can't beat him, it's not easy for him to kill me. Moreover, after joining forces with Director Zhang, even if he is a grandmaster of physical skills, he may not be able to get the upper hand over us." "

Okay." I nodded: "In a while, I will be in charge of the main attack, and you wait for the opportunity to act."

After I finished speaking, I was ready to take action, but the evil-eyed demon monk shook his head: "No, let me take the main attack. I have plenty of physical strength, and only by facing a grandmaster of physical skills directly can I better understand what a grandmaster is!"

"Heh!" Suddenly, a sneer came from the mouth of the great elder: "Who do you think I am? A sparring partner for you to practice with? Let me tell you, if you are not careful when fighting with a master of physical skills, you may lose your life. I've heard of your name, the Evil-eyed Demon Monk. I heard that you feed ghosts with your body, and your skills are very strange. You are the gatekeeper of the top ten masters in the world. However, there are no forbidden techniques here. It's just a competition of physical strength. I am invincible. Why don't you two hurry up..."

'Boom...'

Before he finished his words, there was a loud bang, and the Evil-eyed Demon Monk, who was still standing in the same place with his hands clasped together, suddenly moved.

His speed was extremely fast. When he was still, he was like a thousand-year-old pine tree. When he moved, he was like a Vajra Arhat, bringing down his wrath.

His body was like a tiger, his robes swung wildly, his eyes were wide open, and he shouted loudly.

"Angry Vajra Seal!"

As he shouted loudly, his palm suddenly spread out and went straight to the chest of the elder.

His movements seemed slow, but in fact they were extremely fast. As he slapped out, the air around him shook violently, and ripples appeared.

"The Eighteen Arhat Palms of Buddhism? It's really domineering, but you haven't practiced it enough!"

The elder snorted coldly, and then instead of retreating, he also spread out his palm and slapped the palm of the evil-eyed demon monk fiercely.

The two palms faced each other, and the terrifying aura instantly exploded from the two of them. At that moment, the strong wind roared, the aura was rampant, and the clothes of the two began to flutter wildly.

But the evil-eyed demon monk was at a disadvantage in terms of realm. He was seen shaking all over, leaning back suddenly, his legs stepping on the ground, but his body was rapidly retreating, and his two feet even plowed a deep groove on the ground.

"Haha, the Shamanic Wushang Fist was also famous in the past, but this fist is too domineering. Practicing this fist will damage your bones and muscles, and hurt your body. Only you Shamanic disciples dare to practice it. If the disciples of other sects practice it, they will definitely die within two years."

Although the evil-eyed demon monk was flying backwards, his face was still calm. He put his hands together again and chanted a Sanskrit. Then, he stretched out his palm and gently grasped it in the air.

At that moment, he seemed to have really grasped something, and the retreating momentum was actually stopped. Then, he gently pulled again, and the body that had just stood still seemed to be pulled forward by something. Finally, it collided with the elder again.

In an instant, the two men's fists and feet collided with each other, and the sound of explosions was endless. The terrifying air waves were centered on the two of them, erupting from time to time. In just a few short breaths, the two men had exchanged hundreds of punches. As their bodies continued to collide with each other, blood flowed out of the mouth and nose of the evil-eyed demon monk. His expression was no longer calm and indifferent, and there was a hint of pain between his brows.


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