A Shaolin abbot and a descendant of Tantric Buddhism started a thrilling battle on the martial arts field with their brute force.

Although this kind of excitement and enjoyable, Huo Yuan really knew that it would not work if he continued like this for a long time.

The outcome of the battle is not entirely won by brute force.

Sanger also had similar ideas. Although he had a little advantage in strength, it was not enough to decide the outcome.

So after a while, Sanger took the lead in changing his tricks.

The secret master seal of Tantra was finally fully displayed, and a stroke of the sky-slashing palm was released, and Sange finally used his true skills.

Seeing that Sangge had changed his moves, Huo Yuanzhen gave up the Prajna Divine Palm and instead used the more powerful Tathagata Divine Palm to attack Sangge. The real battle had just begun at this time.

Sanger was originally planning to use the secret handprint, and if he used the secret handprint, the one ring should not last long, but after a few moves, he felt something was wrong.

The Secret Big Hand Seal is indeed a powerful super martial art, but why does it always feel like you are restricted when you use it in front of this ring?

Sanger swept across his left palm. Whether Huo Yuanzhen blocked or bowed his head, his right palm would slid from bottom to top to form a coherent offensive.

But although Huo Yuanzhen lowered his head, he also looked up and attacked his abdomen while lowering his head. If he used the palm lifting method at this time, he would take the initiative to send it to the other party's palm attack.

This situation can be explained as a coincidence at one time, but if you have too many times, it is not a coincidence, but the opponent is familiar with his secret method of passing the big handprint.

The more Sanger played, the more uncomfortable he felt. Every move was within the expectations of his opponent, which made Sanger, who was used to practicing secret routines, at a loss.

Of course, this is also related to his little practical experience. Although the four masters of Shilun often accompany him to practice, the skills of Sangge and his masters are quite different, and that is not a real life-and-death battle. Sangge's practical experience is far worse than Huo Yuanzhen.

Things that talk about war on paper can't stand the real test after all. Sanger gradually fell into a disadvantage from the beginning of his might.

The internal strength was higher than the opponent, but when the fight was at a disadvantage, Sanger felt angry, but he couldn't vent it.

With a gloomy face, Sanger also said while beating: "Abbot, your martial arts are really good. I admit that I underestimate you, and you seem to have learned the Secret Big Handprint. If this continues, I can't beat you!"

"Since you know you can't win, it's better to give up on your own initiative."

Sanger laughed self-deprecatingly: "Abbot, it's too early to let me give in. I originally wanted to learn how to practice the palm skills. I won one move and ended the battle. Now it seems that it's not possible."

Huo Yuanzhen said without any weakness: "Then you should just call me elder brother obediently. I won't hurt you either."

Sanger shook his head slightly, after two fast attacks, he suddenly jumped out of the battle circle, then touched his waist with one hand, and a golden demon-subduing pestle appeared in his hand.

As a Shaolin abbot, Huo Yuanzhen is not unfamiliar with Buddhist magic weapons such as the Demon Subduing Pestle. At least in the lottery system, the Demon Subduing Pestle has appeared many times, but Huo Yuanzhen has not drawn it.

Sanger's demon-subduing pestle is held in the middle. Both ends are pointed, which means a bit strange.

"Amitabha! Sange, finally waited for your demon-subduing pestle."

Seeing Huo Yuan really seemed to be looking forward to taking out this thing, Sanger's expression changed a few times: "Abbot, you don't seem to be afraid of my demon-subduing flying pestle at all, could it be...ah! It turns out that you have prepared for a long time, I know!"

Sanger is not a fool either. He soon thought of himself telling Huo Yuanzhen that he would secretly pass on the two martial arts of the Great Hand Seal and the Demon Subduing Flying Pestle. Has he found a way to crack it in just a short time?

Sanger didn't believe that Huo Yuanzhen was so powerful, but the facts couldn't help but believe it. At least his secret handprint was useless in front of the other side. It can be said that he had already mastered it completely.

At this time, Sange was a little afraid to throw it out, but just looked at Huo Yuanzhen suspiciously.

Huo Yuanzhen was sure to win at this time. Naturally, he was fearless and said to Sange: "Sange, if your demon-subduing pestle returns without success, I don't know if you still have the confidence to continue fighting. You must understand that my monk's methods have not been used yet!"

After his expression changed a few times, Sanger finally made up his mind: "Abbot, whether you are pretending or really understanding the principles of the Demon-Subduing Pestle, today, you will definitely not be able to resist!"

After saying that, Sanger raised his hand, and the demon-subduing pestle in his hand turned into a golden light and headed straight to Huo Yuanzhen's chest!

Huo Yuanzhen has seen Li Qinghua's flying sword, which is somewhat similar to the principle of the Demon Subduing Pestle, but the flying sword requires the energy and spirit of the whole body to be concentrated on one sword, and its power is a little greater than that of the Demon Subduing Pestle.

The Demon Subduing Pestle does not have the power of a flying knife, but its technique is extremely amazing. Unlike ordinary hidden weapons that only target hits the target, this Demon Subduing Pestle focuses more on lethality, and its impact is even more huge without affecting speed.

If ordinary hidden weapons are bullets, then this demon-subduing pestle is at least at the level of shells.

Especially when Sanger, a man with great power, the Demon-Subduing Pestle actually made a sound of wind and thunder, with a very fast speed, and it roared in front of Huo Yuanzhen.

Huo Yuanzhen's face was solemn, and his whole body's skills were focused on his palms. A palm that was usually invulnerable to swords and guns was now flowing in two colors of golden and blue, and the density was increased. It was estimated that it weighed at least 200 to 300 kilograms when weighed on it.

Others outside the field may not have much feeling, but since Sanger took out the demon-subduing pestle, Dongfang Qing's small fist has been clenched, which is the time for Huo Yuanzhen's fate.

Seeing Sanger launching the demon-subduing pestle, Dongfang Qing couldn't help but stand up from her seat, her mouth opened. If Huo Yuanzhen was injured, she would rush up to save the person immediately.

None of the ring rules are in Dongfang Qing's eyes.

At the critical moment, Huo Yuanzhen's body shrank and he slapped hard with one palm!

With a "clang!", the golden iron clashed, Huo Yuanzhen only felt his whole arm was sore and numb. Sanger's demon-subduing pestle was too powerful!

But...it's now landing!

To outsiders, Sanger sent out a hidden weapon that seemed to be very powerful, but was knocked down by the Shaolin abbot, that's all.

But Sanger was shocked and looked at Huo Yuanzhen in amazement: "You... you actually knocked down my demon-subduing pestle!"

"Amitabha! Thank you, Brother Sanger, for giving up!"

After shooting down the opponent's demon-subduing pestle, Huo Yuanzhen fell into the ground with a big rock in his heart, clasped his hands together, and smiled. At the same time, the name also changed. Sanger was the life of being a younger brother.

Sanger looked at the demon-subduing pestle on the ground for a long time and nodded: "Sure enough, my guess is right!"

"Hmm? What's right?"

Sanger raised his head and looked directly at Huo Yuanzhen: "Abbot. You are a very smart person, but you can't help but think that others are too stupid!"

Hearing Sanger's words, Huo Yuanzhen felt a sense of bad premonition: "Sangger. What do you mean?"

"You deliberately tried me. At that time, I didn't check it for a while and told you about the Great Hand Seal and the Demon Subduing Pestle. But afterwards, you knew that you would also participate in the election of the leader, so I knew that you must pay attention to this point, so... You shot down one of my Demon Subduing Pestle now, but I also let me know your depth. You will definitely not be able to handle the next Demon Subduing Pestle!"

As Sanger spoke, he touched his hand and two demon-subduing pestles appeared in his hands.

Huo Yuan was stunned for a moment. He didn't expect that Sange had three demon-subduing pestles.

"Although Sanger is not as smart as you, it is impossible to speak to others in everything. There are three demon-subduing pestles in total. You don't know this!"

Huo Yuanzhen shook his head. He really didn't know that Sanger had three demon-subduing pestles, but since they were all useless, is there only a difference between one and three?

Sanger saw that Huo Yuan was really confused and smiled: "The difference is very big. Let me tell you the truth. My first demon-subduing pestle was emitted by the eleventh layer of dragon elephant power, plus the internal force in the early stage of perfection."

"ah!"

Not only Huo Yuan was really shocked, Dongfang Qing also exclaimed. In this way, what power should the remaining two demon-subduing pestles be!

"Even if you can resist the first one, it will be difficult to resist the second one, because this one, I will use the twelve levels of dragon elephant power and internal force second only to the imperial realm!"

Before Sanger finished speaking, the second demon-subduing pestle had already trembled!

A golden light tear apart the space and instantly reached Huo Yuanzhen's chest.

Huo Yuanzhen shouted loudly, waved his hands together, and another loud bang!

The demon-subduing pestle was photographed, but the inertia of this demon-subduing pestle was too great. After being hit by Huo Yuanzhen, it still fell on Huo Yuanzhen's lower abdomen due to its inertia.

With a "bang!", the sharp pointed tip of the Demon-Subduing Pestle was directly inserted into Huo Yuanzhen's abdomen, and it actually stabbed a little, and blood flowed out.

Huo Yuan was trembling unconsciously, and he consciously underestimated Sanger's strength. It was not so easy to deal with by the masters of the imperial realm.

The twelve-level dragon and elephant power combined with the internal force of the imperial realm and assisting with special techniques, the demon-subduing pestle is so powerful!

Fortunately, I have practiced the Vajra Indestructible Body and cannot be broken under the innate perfection. After losing most of the power of this demon-subduing pestle, it has been exhausted after piercing through its skin. If this is not the case, I am afraid that it will be seriously injured this time.

Seeing this attack only caused Huo Yuanzhen to slightly hurt, Sanger was also a little surprised, but he was still full of confidence because he could still send out the third demon-subduing pestle.

"Abbot, I will use the thirteenth level of dragon elephant power to cooperate with the internal force in the early stage of the imperial realm to emit this third demon-subduing pestle. How about it? Do you still want to try it? Or just admit defeat?"

In Sanger's opinion, Huo Yuan was absolutely unable to resist, so he was full of confidence.

Unexpectedly, Huo Yuanzhen just wiped the corner of his mouth with his hands, as if he was rubbing the blood that was about to flow out, but he looked at Sanger with a smile: "Sange, I once said that now I have only used half of my strength, so just send out your demon-subduing pestle. Now, I will not hold back!"
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