Hearing the sound, Su Qing chuckled.

"I'm about to learn a lesson!"

His right arm shook suddenly and swayed, and the tattered sleeves on his arm instantly flew in all directions, like flying ash, falling in pieces.

With just this movement, the various figures surrounding them seemed to have been struck by a divine whip. Their palms and arms and wrists "crackled" with bright blood blossoms, and then they staggered back.

Lifting one arm, Su Qing raised another, and did the same with his left arm, swinging it. The arm was like a willow branch, as soft as water, as if there were no bones in the flesh and blood.

Raise both arms together.

Facing the force of Pasiba's clapping, Su Qing's arms were immediately like two amazing divine whips, drawn out instantly in a gesture that was difficult for ordinary people to understand, as if they had escaped from the restraint of the mortal body.

When the arms came out, they seemed soft and gentle, but where they landed, there were countless strange sounds like "bang bang bang", and the palm prints as big as stone mills were like bubbles, deadlocked.

It lasted only half a breath, and then suddenly collapsed.

But the blow is not over yet.

A pair of extremely white and generous palms suddenly attracted Su Qing's hands like magnets. The pair of palms actually wanted to compete with his internal strength.

In the blink of an eye, a strong wind and waves seemed to rise under Su Qing, causing his hair to blow backwards, his muscles to tremble, and all the dust and sand in the surrounding area to blow backwards.

No, this Pasiba wanted to use his own internal strength to force him to fall off the rock. Su Qing's heart sank, her body shook suddenly, and the green shirt on her upper body immediately followed the footsteps of her sleeves, and the cloth and silk were scattered like butterflies.

Looking again, I saw that on his flesh and blood body exposed to the world, his muscles were like the roots of a horned dragon floating and circling, as if there were dragons and snakes moving under his skin, and all the lamas and monks were impressed.

Shocked.,

In the eyes of everyone, they saw that his muscles were moving like waves, rising and falling from his back, and then rushing to his arms like a big wave. The muscles on his arms seemed to have thickened in a circle, and then rushed to his hands like a wave, releasing the force on his arms.

Palm.

"Hey!"

A deep drink.

Pasiba's calm look disappeared in an instant. His yellow cassock was bulging like a ball. Under the skin and flesh, the tendons were faintly exposed. His sleeves seemed to be surging with wind and clouds, and he stared.

With his eyes open, he looked like a vajra subduing a demon, and he suddenly shouted: "Om~"

His face seemed distorted.

When the two of them reached this point, the two majestic forces collided with each other and both sank several inches.

Looking again, he saw that without realizing it, Ba Siba's feet had sunk several inches, and the big bluestone under Su Qing's body had also sunk silently into the soil.

One person's muscles were stretched out and twisted, looking as ferocious as a demon in the world, while the other person was glaring angrily, as if he had the power to subjugate a demon, and was facing him tit for tat.

Seeing that the two of them were fighting so fiercely, the remaining lamas had calmed down and were about to step forward when they heard Phagpa say: "All of you, step back!"

After he finished speaking, he only looked at Su Qing, whose face was as calm as water, and said slowly:

"Tan Yue has a deep connection with Buddha. Not only does he possess the Buddhist teachings, but he also practices White Bone View. Why don't you come with me? Take refuge in my Buddha and gain complete enlightenment. You need to know that all conditioned dharmas are like bubbles in a dream, like dew or lightning...

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Su Qing smiled softly and said in a deep voice: "Convert? If it's all in vain, how can you take refuge? There are people in the world and laws in the world. I follow my own way and seek my own law."

He glanced at the incense, which was nearly half burnt.

Pasiba also saw it.

He sighed. "In this case, I am offended!"

As soon as he finished speaking, his palms slipped and he stepped forward, connecting several seals with his hands, which seemed to be a mysterious power. When Su Qing saw it, he was immediately dazzled, but even though his power was gone, how could his mind and will be so easy?

, in a blink of an eye, he must have been thinking, but he said: "Spiritual method?"

He pointed swords with both hands and collided directly with the mysterious handprint in front of him. When the four flesh palms met, they seemed to collide with thunder and fire, and electricity was generated in the void, causing the mountain mist to suddenly appear in a magnificent and strange scene, and the onlookers were horrified.

The tears kept flowing and it was difficult to look straight.

Qi energy collided with each other, but Su Qing's face suddenly turned pale, blood overflowed from his tight lips, and the muscles that were originally splayed out and twisted disappeared in an instant and returned to normal.

However, Su Qing had been fighting for a long time, and had gone through repeated battles. His strength was gradually depleted, and he couldn't help but sigh in his heart, and smiled bitterly to himself.

When Ba Siba saw that his blood flow was reversed and his men were forming seals to attack again, he was secretly frightened. However, he felt that Su Qing's every move was like an antelope hanging its horns. There was no trace to be found, and the changes were extremely wonderful.

Su Qing struggled to hold on, and after fighting dozens or hundreds of moves, she felt a sluggishness that had not been seen for a long time all over her body, her movements slowed down a little, and her breathing gradually became breathless.

Seeing that the fine fragrance was almost burnt out, Basiba suddenly took a step back, but instead of stopping, he spread his palms. He immediately saw that the thick fog in the mountain was pulled by him in two streams, rushing straight towards him, like a swimming pool.

The dragon soared over and fell straight into his hands like two long rivers of white water vapor.

But he saw Pasiba clasping his palms together again.

The two vast mountains of mist suddenly merged and transformed, and they actually transformed into a human being exactly like Phagpa, with his hands clasped and his eyes lowered, his cassock clearly defined, and his beard and eyebrows clearly visible.

The lamas and Buddhists looked at it with dumbfounded eyes, and then they all exclaimed "wonderful".

"This is the Eight Thoughts Prayam I have realized. All dharmas return to their true form, but they are nothing more than themselves. Go ahead!"

As soon as Pasiba finished speaking, the body transformed from the mountain mist immediately dispersed in the wind. However, it did not dissipate invisible, but turned into all kinds of mysterious hand seals, followed the wind, formed its own formation, and shot towards the direction like a strong wind.

Su Qing rushed away.

It seems illusory and unreal, but under the fingerprints, they all contain great power.

As soon as the white mountain mist touched Su Qing's body, the skin and flesh immediately sank, and clear-cut outlines of palm prints, fist prints, and fingerprints emerged...

"puff!"

A mouthful of blood spurted out.

Su Qing's body was shaky, but he suddenly stretched out his arms, looked at Ba Siba and chuckled: "Thank you, Imperial Master, for giving me a ride!"

As soon as Pasiba heard this, his face changed immediately, his feet flew forward, and he wanted to reach out.

But Su Qing's body has already risen into the sky. Not only his people, but also the stones under him seem to have grown together with it. Each person and stone were all rushed away by this seal and flew out.

At the top of the mountain, he fell down a steep cliff.

Also at this time.

The green smoke burned by the fine incense suddenly broke off, and the incense was extinguished.

"I lost!"

Pasiba sighed sadly, took back his failed right hand, and clasped his hands together.

"Now tell me to go down and let those Han people go. If this person is still alive, let him have a cup of tea first and then pursue him!"

He walked to the edge of the cliff, but saw that the mountain fog was thick and seemed to be bottomless. When he looked down from a high place, his mind was shaken for a while, and he couldn't help but sigh again.

It's just that Su Qing fell from the top of the mountain.

However, he was busy trying to stabilize his body, but he fell very quickly. He even collided with the protruding corners of the mountain wall one after another. He immediately felt that his muscles and bones were damaged, and he kept coughing up blood.

A pair of hands subconsciously grabbed and pinched out of thin air, just exploring and grabbing. However, the rocks held under his fingers were either shattered or fell off the mountain wall. After several frictions, even though Su Qing's hands were stronger than gold and stone, there were still traces of blood.

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Just like a bird with broken wings, it hangs against the mountain wall and plummets.

Su Qing was suddenly shocked to realize that there was a force of soft cotton pushing up from behind. Immediately, his center of gravity stabilized, his fall slowed down, his hands were clasped into the mountain wall, and he quickly climbed down towards the foot of the mountain.

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When the Mongolian cavalry saw him coming down, they all drew their swords.

"The Imperial Master has ordered him to have a cup of tea before pursuing the enemy."

A roar came from the mountain.
Chapter completed!