The monk not only resolved Su Ji's toad fishing skills, but also hit a blow with his backhand.

A stick of wind swept over the remaining clouds, swallowing the mountains and rivers, and it was faintly connected with the starry sky with a huge atmosphere. When it was time to attack Su Ji, Su Ji felt that the entire vast starry sky was pressing up and his breathing was suffocated.

Su Ji snorted coldly in his heart. If he had a handy weapon, this stick would definitely have to be head-on, so that he would be suppressed by the monk as soon as he vented. But

At this time, he was not full of passion.

Zi Yizong was determined to avoid the monk's iron rod.

The Chan Gong is a master of the Qingwei Sect, so naturally there is no subsequent change if there is no one blow.

Just now, Kang Long regretted it. He only released seven-point force and left three-point force. With the tension and slightest momentum, the force was filled again. In this longitudinal direction, not only did he dodge the monk's iron rod, but also walked around behind the monk with an extremely exaggerated arc.

Su Ji's white jade-like palm was bright and bright, as if there were wonderful flowers blooming in the clear light.

The starry light covered Su Ji, making him look like an extraordinary god, and he was bound to destroy the monk into a state of doom with one palm.

Shang turned around and barely missed his body, but he still shot Su Ji on his shoulder.

When my body tilted, there was a crackling sound between my bones, the ground under my feet cracked, the monk's clothes on my shoulders turned gray, and my shoulder blades became black.

After walking forward a few steps, the monk stabilized his body.

Su Ji made a contribution with one blow, but did not pursue the victory, because a great potential emerged from the monk's body and rebounded into his body, causing his qi and blood to become unstable.

From this, Su Ji also knew that the monk's kung fu had already entered the inside, not inferior to the Vajra divine body.

It is necessary for the sword demon or the supreme flying sword of the sword immortal in Shushan to truly break the monk's defense. Now he has to deal with the monk's superb magical skills that have reached the pinnacle, and he is really not able to catch up with the monk's powerful foreign magical skills.

After not breathing, Su Ji's qi and blood were calmed down, his eyes shining brightly, like a star in the sky.

The blackness of Shang's shoulder blades faded away in an instant, and there was no sign of injury at all, and his wide body actually emitted a dull thunder sound.

"Wash the marrow and make the tendons easier." Su Ji's heart was like lightning. He

I knew that the Western Buddhist scriptures had two great Buddhist scriptures, namely, and Yijin, which could be said to be the treasure that transforms people. Their effects are even comparable to any treasure of heaven and earth. However, the difficulty of practicing the two great Buddhist scriptures is probably not inferior to the two great innate qigongs in the world.

I thought that it could show it from the monk.

The sign of the success of marrow and Yi Jin is Lei Yin. After Su Ji understood it, he became even more afraid of it.

After the great success of the magical power, he fell into such an unpredictable battle for the first time."

I haven't encountered a real dilemma in the past five years, and I really underestimate the masters in the world."

The opponents in the past five years are actually invisible except for the old man in Taihua Mountain. Su Ji was vaguely proud and even believed that in time, even Shushan Sword Immortal and Dan Yangzi would be left behind by him.

Monk Jin appeared and brought him back to reality.

After all, a monk who has been carrying marrow washing and Yi Jin has also practiced a master who has reached the pinnacle of foreign magical skills. He is definitely not inferior to him in terms of combat power or potential.

This shows how amazing the old man and the emperor are. They can be at the top of the world and have been under the influence of so many years.

The monk let out a long roar, and his murderous intent was revealed.

"A great hatred in my life is that I have failed to discuss the truth with your master. If you kill you tonight, go underground to ask him, are I qualified to be his opponent?" Su

Ji said lightly: "You can ask him yourself."

The monk laughed loudly and said, "Good boy, he is still stubborn at this time. Now let me see my true ability in the Vajra Demon-Subduing Magical Art."

But he saw the monk's golden light flashing, and the ground was shaking, and the sand and stones were flying.

I can't help but have a single eye.

His already calm eyes caused a stir again.

Shang Zhanggao's body shrank by two feet at a speed visible to the naked eye. Although it is still far taller than ordinary people, it gradually feels like a normal person.

The golden light covered the monk's body surface without any sign of fading away.

But when Su Ji saw the monk's body shrinking, his heart was even more shocked.

If the monk gave him the feeling of danger was seven points before, it has now become ten points.

The battles between masters and the gap of a little inch are enough to determine life and death, not to mention that the monk suddenly increased Su Ji's sense of danger.

"This guy's condition is actually a bit similar to when I rolled my eyes. His strength can significantly improve in a short period of time." Su Ji used to think that his rolling eyes was very special, and he was afraid that it was a worldly awesome. Unexpectedly, there are still other people with similar abilities in the world.

However, Su Ji was not frightened, but became excited.

After a period of rest in Gu Lao Village, he had already broken through a pass, but now his strength is really unknown. Now he can measure his progress.

It is a failure, and it is a mistake.

Su Ji's heart was as deep as water, but his mind flashed from the old man's experience in Luofu Mountain and the miserable life in the dungeon, all kinds of injustice and resentment ignited the calm heart like tinder.

Yes, Su Ji's eyes turned white.

When he rolled his eyes, all the flames in his heart calmed down in an instant, and the mixed thoughts fell into the mud like flying catkins.

The monk who was so arrogant came said "Huh", as if he remembered something, but he was a little uncertain.

With a "bang", a rod was swung out, and a substantial golden air ring appeared, circled out, rotating in the air, floating up and down.

The air net that Su Ji set up silently was easily cut and shattered by the golden ring.

The Feihuan did not rush towards Su Ji in one breath, but instead had evidence to advance and retreat and surrounded Su Ji.

Therefore, using the means of controlling qi by the spirit, it shows that the monk's control of qi has reached a higher level than when he first appeared. Generally speaking, external kung fu has reached its peak, and the best praise is nothing more than a skillful and unskilled.

But at this time, the monk was clumsy and clever, and he looked like a grandmaster.

Ji Bai's eyes were clear and insightful, but he still couldn't find the monk's flaws.

The flying ring became tighter and tighter, and it was almost about to trap Su Ji.

As soon as his body rotated, he actually drilled into the ground with his toes as a sharp cone.

The underground soil was solid and it was broken open like tofu.

The monk concentrated his mind and flew away for a moment.

At the same time, his ears were slightly tilted, listening to the strange noise coming from the underground.

He hit the soil ten feet away in front of him.

Boom boom boom boom!

Large tracts of soil separated and Su Ji emerged from the ground.

The monk made a contribution with a stick, but suddenly retreated immediately because there was a transparent bubble under his feet.

The moment he retreated, the bubbles exploded, and the shocking vitality directly exploded a pit of ten feet in radius.

If he had just taken advantage of the victory, he would have to eat some trouble.

Ji had retreated twenty feet away from the monk, on a high slope on one side of the valley, looking down at the monk who was trapped at the bottom of the valley. He

It can be seen that the strongest thing about monks is in close combat.

The iron rod is also a magical object. If it is a fight between square meters, it is to let the enemy play its strengths.

Even if the monk uses the remote control Qigong like Feihuan at a distance of twenty feet, it will inevitably reduce its power and will not be a problem.

It's simple to say, but it's incredible to make it clear in the ever-changing battle. But Su Ji did it, and this is the biggest advantage that rolling his eyes brings to him.

The monk came to kill Su Ji obviously came prepared, but he was indeed a little surprised by the fact that the monk was looking for.

It was the monk who was destined to shine in Buddhism. Even if there was an accident that he could not predict in Su Ji, the Buddha's heart was firm and he was not confused.

Now it is vaguely judged that under Su Ji's state, his wisdom has been greatly improved, and it is obvious that it is difficult to get ahead of his wisdom.

Shang Lingguang moved, and a slap swept a huge rock in front of him like a palm-leaf fan.

The big stone is wide enough to cover the monk's figure behind him.

Su Ji looked at the huge rock flying from below and pointed it over. The force of Jiuyou's fingers became more refined and subtle while rolling his eyes. In an instant, the structure of the huge rock was destroyed, and the sky was filled with dust, and the valley was immediately sunk into dust.

The surface of his body was covered with golden light, and the monk who looked like a real Buddha tightened his heart at this moment.

The big stone was used to force Su Ji to fight head-on. Unexpectedly, Su Ji used the huge stone in turn to create a battlefield filled with smoke and dust.

Su Ji took advantage of the changes in the environment and instantly restrained his life characteristics. With the monk's sharp ears and eyes, he could not even notice where Su Ji was hiding.

He had nowhere to vent his divine power since then, unless the entire valley was destroyed, but this happened to allow Su Ji to achieve the goal of consuming him.

The smoke and dust will always disappear, and Su Ji cannot remain indifferent.

The originally violent momentum became still and deep.

It's like an unfathomable deep pool.

The light merges into the skin, and the whole person turns dark golden.

As the dust settled, the stars covered the valley again, but only the monk was seen, but no Su Ji was seen.

The wind gently blows across the valley, but it cannot change the silence of the valley.

Anyone who comes here will be suffocated because the valley is filled with extremely heavy pressure, and people with unstable minds will even collapse directly.

Any abnormal movement of Su Ji will be discovered by the monk, and the monk has already prepared a thunder attack.

The monk could not relax his vigilance, because he would put himself in an extremely passive situation if he failed, and even gave Su Ji a chance to fight back.
To be continued...