Chapter 504: Picking flowers and smiling at the mountains!

(Second update, I am shameless and begging for everything. Those who have read it should give me some rewards. By the way, I have given all the colleagues who want to be recommended. It may not be of any effect, because I am also quite disappointing...)

The fiercer than the first time, everyone present found that the figures of the two people in the shield had completely disappeared, replaced by two huge phantoms. A Arhat was in a fury moment and his right fist hit the giant hammer face of the same size as him. The hammer face and fist were pressed tightly together, and no one was willing to retreat. At the feet of the two phantoms, two powerful auras, one white and one yellow, blew away all the surrounding broken ice chips, and the tiny ice chips crackled on the shield and became shattered.

"If the two of them don't die in this competition, they will definitely gain great results when they go back!"

Looking at the two phantoms, Li Tianluo said softly, and the old pope on the other side also showed surprise. He lowered his head and said something softly to the monks who were still sitting cross-legged on the cold ground. The monks with their eyes closed just nodded slightly after hearing the pope's words. After the old pope finished speaking, he still looked indifferent to everything around him.

Some old-fashioned strong men also took this opportunity to teach their descendants, such as Rashid teaching Chen Yin, Duke of Soster, Onitsuka Inoue, Jin Zhenxun, and even King Arthur were teaching a young man around him.

"The shadow of the condensation, the realm comes out! If these two people go back and condense the phantom of this momentum, the next step is to open up their own domain. Then they will be the real strong men at that time!" Yelu Leiming said seriously, making Li Xiao a little confused by Zhang Er's monk, and could only smile and look at him without shame. He asked: "Well, I have a domain, but I haven't passed the level of condensation of the shadow?"

"you?"

Yelu Leiming looked unhappy and jealous, and even hummed in a slightly sour tone: "Is your little distorted person a normal person? Do you have normal people in your old Li family?"

Well, Li Xiao didn't say anything. Although this was unpleasant, what Yelu Leiming said was true. Besides, he was still wandering around his forbidden area at that time. I really didn't know whether he had condensed the phantom. No one proved it to him at that time.

However, the two people on the stage were fighting with their true energy momentum. This phantom is not only a reflection of the powerful power in the two people, but also the two people's understanding and perception of their martial arts realm.

Suddenly, Li Tianluo's eyes opened angrily, and two rays of light flashed in his eyes suddenly whispered: "No! If you fight hard, the monk will suffer a great loss!"

Everyone was puzzled. Although neither of them could take any advantage in front of them, they looked evenly matched. How could they say that Shi Juexing was at a loss? Then Li Tianluo solved his doubts before everyone asked questions: "The power of light in the Holy See has an unparalleled recovery speed, which is not even comparable to the true energy of our East. The two of them fought hard. This archbishop in the cardinal will definitely recover faster than the monk, and the monk will suffer a great loss at that time!"

After hearing what Li Tianluo said, the monk was relieved that the Arhat magical skill that had just been practiced to the Mahayana realm, and everyone was in their throats again. This competition was like a roller coaster ride, and the great monk really made everyone very troubled.

After a cup of tea, the second hard fight between the two finally came to an end. The Luohan roared and took the lead in withdrawing his fist, twisted his waist and hit him hard again. The most basic Arhat fist hit the face of the giant hammer. The giant hammer was also unwilling to be outdone. It seemed as if it was held by an invisible person in the air, and it actually accumulated enough strength in the air, facing the Arhat fist that Arhat hit!

Bang! A loud bang, like the sound of a simple bell ringing in a temple, the Arhat was hit by the charged hammer and took a small step. However, he did not reveal the image of defeat, but instead put the left hand of the giant hammer out of the hammer and smashed it downwards to the top of the hammer! This is the Arhat's real killer move.

‘Arhat Fist: Subduing dragons and subduing tigers!’

Bang!

The huge hammer seemed to turn into a nail at this moment, and was hit on the ground by the Arhat's punch. At this time, the two phantoms disappeared at the same time. The two of them flew backwards and hit the shield under Li Tianluo cloth together. Morpheus had a pale face and exhaled heavily and was about to struggle to get up, but when his body moved, he felt like he was stabbed by a needle. There was no place that was not painful and could only lie there and slowly recover.

Compared to Morpheus, the great monk Shi Awakening was even more miserable. In order to defeat Morpheus, the arhat condensed from the phantom of the monk was fighting for the danger of injury. He bought a small flaw in the first move and then knocked the opponent away. Compared to Morpheus lying there and breathing resting to recover his strength, the great monk had already started vomiting blood. His originally round and greasy face now also thought he was a patient who was terminally ill and not long ago. Everyone felt that he was not far away from climbing to the Western Paradise.

"Monk!"

Seeing his old friend's miserable condition, Taoist Master Xuan Qing, who had always been calm, couldn't help but exclaim, looking at his old friend with a sad face, feeling so uncomfortable that he almost choked.

"Hey, the monk has misunderstood. This old guy is so awesome!"

"Go! Stop fighting!"

Seeing that the other party's hands could already support his body, Li Tianluo sighed. What he expected was really reality. Morpheus's recovery ability was much stronger than that of the monk. If he continued to fight at this time, the monk would lose in ten ways. Li Tianluo, who did not want the monk to die, stood up to announce the result, but Shi Juexing shook his head, spit out a mouthful of blood in his mouth, and stood up with the shield. He smiled at everyone with an ugly smile: "If you announce a draw, then I will really lose, and the old immortal pope will also silently make many unreasonable demands. It seems that the monk still has to fight!"

"Monk!"

Taoist Master Xuanqing's eyes were already wet. He knew that his old friend had the determination to die this time, but he could not stop him because the firm look in his eyes told everyone that he must continue to fight!

Soon, Morpheus recovered some strength and could get up, but at this time the monk could only rely on the shield set by Li Tianluo and not fall down. The height of the field was obvious, and many people had already predicted the ending.

"God doesn't want his people to die. You admit defeat, I will spare your life!" Morpheus walked towards the monk step by step, step by step, becoming more and more steady. When he walked ten meters opposite the monk, his body no longer shook. This shows how terrible the recovery of the power of light is. The Chinese fighters and juniors in the audience could no longer bear to watch.

"Hehe, you bullshit gods don't care about monks. Even if you pass away, you will go to the Western Paradise. Your gods should rest!" The monk smiled slutically and looked back at Taoist Xuanqing, a long-time friend: "Old bull's nose, if the monk passes away, you go back and refine the monk and see if you can leave a few relics or something. If you leave it, it proves that the Zen saying "Wine and meat pass through the intestines, and the Buddha's heart is right. The monk has not practiced Zen wrong!"

Taoist Master Xuanqing nodded with tears in his eyes, and could no longer make any sound. Shi Juexing smiled satisfied when he saw him like this: "You guys are so cheap in the monk's elbow!"

After saying that, Shi Juexing took a deep breath, slowly raised his left hand, gently pressed his thumb and ring finger together, and looked at Morpheus with a smile: "Come on! If you catch the monk's last move, you will win!"

"Picking the flower finger!"

Butler Zhong, who had not been born for a long time, took a deep breath, sniffed out three words and sighed: "This time he is preparing to exhaust his life. Everyone, watch it carefully, Master Shi Awakening's last battle!"

Everyone wiped their tears and raised their heads, looking at the yellow figure leaning against the shield.

A mouthful of blood was spurted out, and the monk pointed at Morpheus: "The Buddha picked up the flowers, Kashyapa smiled. You have already taken it. The first method: the bottle of flowers falls into the inkstone, and the ink flowers fall into the flying catkins!"

A ray of energy was fast and fast, invisible. If it weren't for the faint fluctuations and the sound of breaking through the air, it would be impossible to detect it. Morpheus was shocked, but with his instinct, he could barely dodge it. However, at this time, the monk's second move followed one after another.

"The cold plum spits out the stamens, and the faint fragrance comes with the bitter cold of the snow!"

"Roar!" At this time, Morpheus had no choice but to swing the gloves in his hand towards the fluctuation. Unexpectedly, his gloves were actually a magic weapon, and he forcibly blocked the monk with his second finger.

"puff!"

After two fingers were released, the monk spitted another mouthful of blood. In addition to the brilliance on his face, he continued to tremble and let out his third finger: "Get out the apricot and ask about wine, and the fragrance spreads everywhere and flowers are silent!"

Morpheus, who had staggered for two steps, could only throw out another glove again. After this finger, his body finally stood firm. At the same time, his feet rushed towards the monk with force. However, this time the monk did not put down his hand, and another mouthful of blood was spurted out. His spirit seemed to have improved a little, and he pointed at Morpheus again firmly: "The fourth style: the grass is squinting eyes, but the afterglow is reflected all over the ground! The fifth style: the moon is up to the moon, and the silver light is shining ashamed of the stars!"

The two-style chain was a move against many people in the fingering technique of picking flowers. Several invisible energy rushed straight to Morpheus's chest. This time Morpheus did not dodge, and the light armor on his body blocked the two fingers. The powerful energy instantly penetrated the light armor and hit Morpheus's chest. However, because of the protection of the armor, Morpheus was not seriously injured and was only vomited blood by the two fingers. If it was the heyday of the monk, Morpheus would definitely not dare to take these two fingers. However, now the opponent is at the end of his strength, Morpheus had this idea. However, the strength of the two fingers was a bit beyond his expectations, which forced Morpheus to land and charge again.

As the light fighting spirit on Morpheus's body burst out, Shi Jueshing vomited blood again, and he vomited blood every time he sent a finger: "The sixth style: Kashyapa smiles, and the Buddha's heart is silent!"

"Fist of Light: God's Judgment!"

Morphes knew that he had to be close to his full strength. The opponent's finger was stronger than the total strength of the five fingers in front, which forced him to be lucky. The only remaining light fighting spirit in his body was fighting for injury and triggered his most powerful attack move.

Bang! As Morpheus wished, his full punch offset the opponent's finger, and the opponent's middle door was wide open in front of him. Morpheus knew that victory was only one meter away from him. As long as he killed the opponent, he would be the winner, the hero of the Holy See, God's best believers and people, so he took this last step forward without hesitation. His right fist had already been clenched tightly, but after one step he took him to find that the opponent was still smiling, and his left hand was still in that position and did not put it down. The ring finger and thumb finger were pressed together and pointed to his forehead tightly. At the same time, the opponent's annoying voice sounded in his ears.

"Haha, who told you that it's over? There's also this last move, but you probably can't handle it anymore, die. The seventh move: Buddha picks up flowers, picks up flowers and smiles across the mountains!"

A stronger energy pierced through Morpheus' forehead. After piercing through Morpheus, the energy pierced through it then hit the shield under Li Tianluo cloth, and some cracks were made visible to the naked eye.

When Morpheus's forehead was pierced, the monk Shi Awakening's hand finally lowered weakly, and closed his eyes with a smile...
Chapter completed!