"Oh!" Luo Feiyu looked at Master Kong, followed the words and crossed Ning Daoqi and You Chuhong, went down to the bridgehead of Tianjin, sat down cross-legged, and flipped through the "Sanshou Bapu" in his hand.

On the Tianjin Bridge, You Chuhong paused the dragon-head crutch in his hand, stared at Master Kong, and snorted coldly: "Now it's time to calculate the hatred of that year!"

"Amitabha!" Master Lekong said: "Time is like water, past is like smoke, but hatred is the seeds of germination, and it grows vigorously as time passes. The four elements of me are empty, and the fruit of today is actually the cause of the day. Cause and effect cycles, and it will never stop."

snort!

You Chuhong snorted coldly and said coldly: "You can be empty in all four elements, but you can't forget it! Look at the stick!"

As soon as he finished speaking, You Chuhong turned his old look with a dragon-headed crutch and became imposing, like a tigress. The jade dragon-headed crutch was following a mysterious arc in the air, and just swept it out with a simple stick.

If you sweep out with a stick, the heaven and earth will no longer be this heaven and earth.

The sky on Tianjin Bridge seemed to be dark, and the solemn aura surged and instantly filled the entire space of Tianjin Bridge. The colorful clouds in the sky seemed to be pulled by this staff and became aroused. Of course, all this was an illusion, not really able to pull the world. But it gave everyone present this feeling, it was truly mysterious and wonderful.

exhausted!

With a crisp sound, Master Lekong rang the bronze bell, his body shaped like a leaf, and flew away with the energy sweeping from the Jade Dragon Head Staff. At the same time, the copper pestle in his right hand knocked on the Jade Staff.

Bang!

With a dull sound, the energy suddenly exploded, and Tianjin Bridge trembled heavily.

Master Lekong's figure shook and floated outward. He circled the railings of Tianjin Bridge, and then flew back. His monk's robe was fluttering, extremely elegant and natural.

You Chuhong seemed to have expected this move, and the jade stick suddenly came alive. It was like a lively green snake in the air, twisting, biting at Master Kong like a premonition of the uncertainty.

Master Lekong sent the bronze bell forward in his hand, and it happened to be delivered to the dragon head of the jade stick. It was so wonderful that it was not bad at all. He raised the copper pestle in his right hand and knocked it out again.

You Chuhong snorted coldly, and almost at the same time he raised his left hand and slapped it at the end of the jade dragon head staff.

Slap sex!

The jade dragon-headed stick shattered, and the fragments flew everywhere, making a sound, like dozens of sharp arrows, shooting towards Master Lekong in the air.

This move is no longer a trick in the cloak rod technique, but adapting to the enemy and winning. The Jade Dragon Head Staff is like it is composed of these fragments, and it is just returning to the original fragment form at this moment.

Master Lekong was in a hurry, with the copper bell in his left hand pressing against the dragon head, and the copper pestle in his right hand running like flying. Wherever he went, the fragments were broken with one knock.

It seemed that his movements were like flowing water, but in fact, the top masters like Song Que and Ning Dodge present had already seen that every time Master Lekong broke a piece of fragment, his movements would be slower.

Every fragment contains true energy. With You Chuhong's nearly a hundred years of skill, such strange moves and one strike with all his strength is of course a great deal.

But at this critical moment, You Chuhong did not retreat but advanced. Her index finger and middle finger were closed together, like a sharp sword, mixed in the fragments, and stabbed out like lightning.

With a muffled sound, Master Lekong groaned, hit You Chuhong's left fist with his right hand, and was hit hard by You Chuhong's sword in his chest, and his body flew backwards, and a mouthful of blood was spurted out of his eyes.

"Zen Master!" Buchen and Buyu exclaimed in unison, and jumped into Luoshui at the same time.

With a plop, Master Lekong fell into Luoshui.

You Chuhong stood on the Tianjin Bridge, her eyes cold, her five fingers twisted into an abnormal angle, and she was trembling slightly at this moment, and her right hand was dripping blood.

The two of them looked like they had one move and one move, which was inconsistent with the identity of the two top masters. But in fact, they were the rise and fall of rabbits and falcons, and they ended in an instant. Every subtle change during the period was only visible to the top masters like Tiandao Song Que and Sanren Ning Daoqi.

As for the others, they saw that as soon as they fought, they ended with Master Kong Luoshui, and You Chuhong standing on the Tianjin Bridge overlooking the Eagle. Only when they saw You Chuhong's hands could everyone realize that the two were both defeated.

Buchen and Bujue dragged Master Kong, jumped up from Luoshui, helped him sit cross-legged under the willow tree on the shore, and four old monks surrounded him and proclaimed the Buddha's name. One of the thin black monks was wearing a gray monk's robe, sat cross-legged behind Master Kong, and stretched his palm against his back.

In a blink of an eye, Master Lekong's body was steaming, and the clouds were steaming like clouds.

Luo Feiyu put away the "Sanshou Bapu", closed his eyes and thought for a moment, then got up, came to Tianjin Bridge, and handed it back to Ning Daoqi. Only then did he notice the situation on Tianjin Bridge, and asked in surprise: "It's over so soon?"

Tiandao Song Que looked at him and said lightly: "You have missed a great opportunity to fight with two top masters."

Luo Feiyu shrugged and said, "Brother Dao's "Sanshou Bapu" is wonderful and a rare opportunity. Are these four eminent monks the four great monks of Buddhism?"

snort!

You Chuhong turned around and snorted coldly. She had no good expression on Buddhist masters.

The thin old monk with a thin body took back his palm and stood up. The four old monks had a tacit understanding and turned around at the same time. Their postures were different, but they were different in size when turning around, but they were facing Luo Feiyu on the Tianjin Bridge at the same time and said, "Amitabha!"

Luo Feiyu took a deep breath and said in surprise: "Is the four great monks aligned with each other?"

Tiandao Song Que said: "It is all right to say this. When he reached the level of the four great saints, his Buddhist practice and martial arts are both exquisite and his mind are in line with each other. The one who took action was Master Jiaxiang of the Three Theory Sect, who reached the pinnacle of the mysterious skill of the Kerm. When he was young, the Emperor of the Huayan Sect was a wine monk with a strong body and a thirsty temperament. The wand in his hand was famous in the world. Now he has practiced a great perfect stick, and his fire energy has disappeared and he returns to the essence. Master Daoxin, the fourth ancestor of Zen, has white eyebrows and ears, and his face is like a baby, and his hands are so amazing that he practices Bodhidharma. As for his name, Master Zhiwei of Tiantai Sect, he has a profound Buddhist practice. As for how profound martial arts are, even I don't know."

"Has Master Wisdom never fought with anyone?" Luo Feiyu asked in surprise.

“As far as I know, no.”

Master Zhi Zhuo stood under the willow tree, wearing a dark brown cassock outside the gray monk's robe. He was tall and wide, with a shiny black lacquer and slender face, with a kind glow of compassion and compassion, his eyes were narrow and long, and his eyes were shining with the light of wisdom. He Shi said: "Amitabha! The donor of Song is too rewarded. The general manager is young and has such cultivation, which amazed me. How about "Sanshou Bapu"?"
Chapter completed!