When Su Ji kicked him, the monks present secretly smuggled cold sweat for the abbot Guangming. At the same time, they were even more surprised that Su Ji was so strong that his leg skills were still very strong under the continuous battles.

He saw dozens of substantial foot-shaped energy bombarded Guangming's round and smooth head.

Ji's kick was not to beat Guangming, but to vent his anger.

Ming clasped his hands together and nodded slightly. It was just the most common way to worship Buddha and the West Heaven. His boxing was simple and his energy was restrained. He transformed Su Ji's foot shape, energy, and muddy cow into the sea without any fireworks.

Su Ji landed on the ground and smiled coldly.

Guangming yelled the Buddha's name, and saw the cloth on the sleeves of the robe falling like a butterfly, revealing his golden arms. He looked over seventy years old, and his arms were even more fleshy than those of the middle-aged man, and the protruding blue veins were as good as jade.

Su Ji experienced the old monk's blood and rushing, even if he was not as far away as Shi Daozong.

You should know that this monk is not a major in external skills.

Guangming smiled and said, "The old monk hasn't made new clothes for several years. Today I'm asking for the blessing of fellow Taoist Su. It seems that I can change my new robe in the near future."

Su Ji said calmly: "It is better to keep the fabric to make a shroud." Guang

Ming didn't think he was annoyed, so he laughed, and then reached out to grab it.

This is the Black Tiger's heart. Even the people in the world of the world are still used by the old monk. Even if the white tiger in the sky is taken away by him, he will take off his heart.

In fact, even if the boxing technique that has been widely circulated is ordinary, it is not without its advantages. A boxing technique can be passed down for thousands of years, at least it shows that it has no fatal flaws.

For experts, no flaws is the biggest advantage.

Moreover, Guangming's grabbing has an endless evil aura. Before the fist power arrives, evil evil has already come to his face.

The hungry tiger rushes to eat, and the aversion to the wind comes first. Su

Ji only felt his heart tightening, as if he was about to be taken away the next moment.

His body was tense, and his instinct told him to dodge quickly, otherwise the consequences would be unimaginable.

It was only when he clearly felt that the old monk had blocked all his retreat behind his capture. He really did not dodge it, and he would be doomed.

Su Ji waved his hand gently, like the spring rain in the south, and the air was flying like willow catkins, and suddenly it was like drizzle. The tenderness and affection that was always indescribable entanglement wrapped around the old monk's fist."

A machine was used to try spring clothes on the mulberry road. The wind was sunny and the sun was warm and lazy. On the peach blossom branches, the orioles were singing and talking, and they refused to let others go."

The old monk's fist was wrapped around one by one, and the evil spirit was smoothed out by the spring breeze and rain, and he could no longer stir up trouble.

The Tao uses softness to overcome hardness. Without the feminine and tender innate energy as Su Ji, it would not be able to overcome the boxing technique of Guangming Baishi's steelmaking.

Even though the monks inside regarded Su Ji as a great enemy, they were also impressed by Su Ji's achievements in martial arts.

In the past, various schools had more feminine martial arts than were bizarre. This was the first time they saw the feminine martial arts that were as affectionate as Su Ji and full of poetry. They had to admire them, and they had no wrong nickname.

Isn’t this the case with Yushu, Su Xian on earth?

"There is no such style in Buddhism, so it's better to beat him to death." A monk thought.

The weather is long and scattered, and it flows into the night with the wind, moistening things silently, and it is about to sneak into the old monk's body.

The old monk suddenly stood there, and the eight winds remained unmoved.

With two shots, the pedestrian immediately felt delayed. He couldn't bear to give it lightly. He turned around and smiled. He returned from the flowers, but was afraid that the flowers would know." Su

Ji's momentum changed again, with the corners of his mouth rising lightly, and a faint smile. In an instant, the spring breeze and drizzle were gone, the sun was shining, and the flowers were clustered, but the gentleness remained unchanged.

No matter if the monk cultivates the Vajra Heart, he must also do the softness of his fingers at this moment.

The monks were even more impressed by Su Ji's change.

When Su Ji used his leg technique, they all thought that Su Ji would use extremely fierce fighting style to fight with the Abbot Guangming. However, when Abbot Guangming used his strength to reduce his strength, Su Ji changed his fighting style and became feminine and affectionate, using softness to overcome hardness and taking the initiative.

Fa Haoran is not good at being feminine. If light uses softness to control softness, it is not advisable.

If Yiming continues to play hard and fiercely, the consumption will naturally be greater than Su Ji, and he will inevitably lose the advantage of his deeper skills than Su Zisi.

They were all deceived by Su Ji's aggressiveness just now.

It was as stable as a mountain, and it opened its mouth gently, like a lion's roar.

His lion roar is far better than Lu Zhenbei, but he is not as good as Lu Zhenbei, but his power is limited to within a twenty-foot circle. He hears the roar outside the circle, but it is just like the sound of a bell in the morning and evening, which is a bit thought-provoking.

Su Ji's fist was suddenly dispersed by a roar, and his body retreated to the edge of the circle, but he did not step out.

Guangming Youran said: "Fellow Daoist Su, what's your name for your boxing technique?" Su

Ji said lightly: "The Nine Entanglements of Innateness." Guang

Ming sighed and said, "If this boxing technique is perfect, it will definitely shine in future generations. Unfortunately, I cannot give you the opportunity to perfect this boxing technique. It's a pity, it's a pity..."

He didn't know how many pity he said, but his eyes became more and more powerful, and his murderous intent was surging, which even the monks could feel it.

Su Ji knew that he could not use this boxing technique next. The old monk had already seen that his cultivation had not reached the realm of heaven and man, and he was not able to complete this boxing technique. If he forced himself to activate the boxing technique, he would be caught by the old guy and he would really be defeated by the time he would be defeated.

What's more, Dachan Temple's martial arts and Qingwei martial arts are both authentic martial arts in the world. Even if his martial arts are complete, he may not be able to surpass Dachan Temple's most profound martial arts.

I just used it to hone myself and at the same time I had an unexpected effect.

Can you leave the Dazen Temple on the Rising Day or have to see the flying scenery?

Ji said: "I have a clear fist and foot, but I have no eyes on the sword. Next I will use a sword." He

Hold the Feijing Sword, the blade is like frost.

Holding the sword, standing with a jade, gently touching the ground with the tip of the sword.

Guangming showed a serious look. Su Ji had this magic sword in his hand, which was enough to pose a killing threat to him.

However, when Shi Daozong chased Su Ji, if Su Ji had the Feijing Sword, he would never be so embarrassed.

Relying on powerful tools, Su Ji may not be able to break through to his current realm.

I can only say that every drink and every peck, there is no need to think about gains and losses.

Guanghua was the most cognizable among the monks. He said, "Senior Brother, Su Zisi has the inheritance of the sword demon, and the magic sword is unparalleled. You should use a sword."

In reality, people rarely know that if we talk about swordsmanship, the Dachan Temple is not inferior to the five major sword sects. As for the Dachan Temple's famous sword sword, it is not as good as the sword technique.

Moreover, Guangming was originally a child of the swordsman family. Although he had hardly ever used swords to fight against enemies, his swordsmanship was definitely not inferior to any swordsman in the world.

Ming shook his head. Guang

Hua immediately shut up. He knew that his senior brother had always had his own ideas. Since he refused to use the sword, he must have his reasons.

Su Ji said, "It turns out that the master can already integrate his body and sword, and the Dachan Temple is indeed a bit famous." Guang

Ming Daoist: "Fellow Daoist Su's eyesight is even better than my junior brother. In fact, I have always had a question, I am afraid that it is necessary for Fellow Daoist Su to answer it."

Ji knew that every moment he delayed, his skills could be restored. Although he could deal with the old monk, even if his skills were in full swing, it would be a drop in the bucket, but it would be better than not.

The old monk must have known this, but he still gave him a chance for a question, which shows that this question is very important in the old monk's heart.

I didn't want to answer, which made the old monk feel uncomfortable, but when I saw the old monk's eyes, I smiled in my heart. This old guy just couldn't let go of the Great Zen Temple, but could let go of other things.

Therefore, he was too lazy to calculate and said, "You ask."

Ming Dao: "Fellow Daoist Su thinks that the old monk can walk a few moves in the hands of Senior Tianyangzi." Su

Ji could not have expected that the old monk would ask this question, and he pondered: "If the old man wants to see your background clearly, you can take about three moves, but at most it will be like this."

He was obviously disappointed, but bowed again and said, "Thank you, fellow Taoist Su, for resolving my doubts. The old monk will try his best to keep you all the body." Su
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