As soon as Fang La used the power of the great shift of heaven and earth, Chen ang understood three points. This martial arts had no obscure secrets in front of him. At this time, Fang La was like a living secret script, demonstrating all the mysteries of the great shift of heaven and earth.

With nature in mind and the unity of heaven and man, Chen Ang's finger is like a goose stepping on snow and mud, leaving traces without traces. The claw prints are still there. The goose has disappeared, and the finger shadow is clearly visible, but the spirit has forgotten things and me, and assimilated into heaven and earth. Fang La's surging strength hit the empty place with a palm. Even if the palm and finger were handed over, he only felt that the empty space in front of him was not stressed. This finger was like an illusion.

Obviously, he has infinite power, but he is fighting in a void. Emptiness is not affected by reality, and emptiness is better than strength. If the great shift of heaven and earth is the peak of utilization, Chen Ang's move can be called nothing is better than existence. Emptiness makes a subtle response to reality. One of them is inexhaustible strength, the stronger the Vietnam War, and the other is inexhaustible strength.

It is the right match that will meet the right talent.

In the torrential rain, a strange scene was formed. Chen Ang's fingertips were like emptiness, and the rain drops fell all over his body. A funnel-shaped space was formed at his fingertips, which was close to Chen Ang's body and gathered into two water dragons. The originally downward rain moved close to his body.

Deng Yuanjue and others were thrilled.

With their eyesight, we can naturally see that Chen Ang's Qi strength has disappeared without a trace. He is in a state of emptiness and no force. Even the rain in the sky can't touch his strength. The great movement of heaven and earth can't borrow any strength. This mental and martial arts can be called peerless.

The rain on Fang La's body is like hitting an elastic colloid, changing the direction of the force, the size of the force, jumping and colliding. On the surface of his skin, the direction is disorderly sputtered out, and the water droplets can't leave a trace on the skin. Countless small forces are used, relatively, bundled into a strand and hit Chen ang.

Rou Ke Gang, Xu Ling Shi, and more than enough. Chen ang used the emptiness of the force to repose his essence, Qi and spirit. Although it was difficult to take the initiative, he easily responded to the great movement of heaven and earth. It was mostly because there was no place to borrow. Although Fang La's palm was fierce and his moves were mysterious, he had a emptiness of nowhere to focus.

One move in one form, full of energy, all hit in the air.

All the Dharma kings in the presence of the Ming religion looked dignified. They had overestimated Chen Ang's martial arts, but they didn't expect that Chen ang was ten times higher than their overestimated height. Fang La was reborn and improved in martial arts in just 20 days, which was beyond their imagination. However, Chen ang could still gain the upper hand.

If they hadn't seen it with their own eyes, none of them would believe this joke, but they just shouted severe punishment and revenge, which is like a joke. Fang Jie was pale and looked unbelievable.

He finally understood that if it weren't for Fang La's support, another ten people like him would be just Chen Ang's hands and feet. The revenge and blood feud he said before were more like a joke. Under the rolling of Chen ang with the general trend, Mingjiao was already extremely dangerous, and his self-protection was not enough, let alone investigated?

The Ming religion fought against the imperial court because its members were better at martial arts than the imperial army. Therefore, the local government dared not act rashly and allowed the Ming religion to set aside a large territory. However, it was not until Chen ang came that they felt the pressure of Mount Tai, and the trend of strength had been reversed.

Not to mention their several Dharma kings and envoys, the lives of the majority of grass-roots believers are maintained between Chen Ang's thoughts. One bad thing is that Taishan weighs on the eggs. Hundreds of thousands of believers will end up with their families broken and their bodies dead. Even with a little counterattack, it is difficult to change the overall situation.

This is the life and death of Mingjiao. What Fang Jie did before was like a newborn jackal provoking a lion. He didn't understand that the current situation is not how Mingjiao wants to take Chen ang, but how Chen ang deals with Mingjiao. Fang La's only hope is to defeat Chen ang and maintain his only advantage over the imperial court.

Fang Jie is immersed in the Jianghu. Mingjiao has the reputation of killing officials and rebelling. He doesn't understand that the weak always give an explanation to the strong. Why should the strong explain so much to the weak? Will try to provoke and be scolded by Fang La.

Thousands of believers, how can Fang Jie and others feel such heavy pressure on Fang La? Fang La's heart was already a little anxious. Even if the universe moved greatly and was miraculous, it was difficult to shake Chen ang. He tried his best, but it was just a match. Mingjiao could not bear the end.

He stretched out his hand and took down two transparent and non transparent long and narrow tokens from his waist. When the rain hit the tokens, there were faint flames and changing colors. When he twisted, the whole man suddenly fell out in a strange and incomparable posture. The token seemed to turn into a very flexible poisonous snake, sizzling and spitting out messages.

The original aboveboard palm technique was suddenly changed into a sinister and strange body method. The token was in Fang La's hand, like a twisted light and shadow, with exquisite strength, wrapped around Chen ang layer by layer.

The cold and fierce light and shadow are erratic, like ghosts and ghosts, weird and unpredictable. This comes from the strange and strange martial arts of Persia, which is very different from the common sense of the Central Plains. The divine skill of the holy fire order is a vicious and vicious strange and strange attack.

Although this martial arts has been spread to the Persian general religion, its symbolic significance is greater than its essence because it is incompatible with the personality of the leaders of the Ming religion. Today, Fang La was forced to the extreme by Chen ang, and this martial arts that is not in line with his temperament had to be boldly shot.

But Fang La never expected that Chen ang was familiar with all the characters in the world. Even tadpole Tianshu and Nien runes could be regarded as proficient. What's more, it was only Persian. The martial arts on the sacred flame order were not covered up. As soon as he took it out, he peeped into it. With the secret script as a comparison, but three or two moves, Chen ang found out the way of the sacred fire order martial arts.

The peak of this unorthodox martial arts takes strangeness as its power. If you meet a central plains expert who is not familiar with Persian martial arts, you may suffer a loss, but if you meet Chen ang who is also proficient in this martial arts, you will be annoyed.

Once Fang La's routine is understood clearly, the situation falls into Chen Ang's control. A pair of meat palms unfold, like thousands of Buddha lotus blossoms, and turn into all over the sky palm prints to stop the strength in the field.

The faces of the four Dharma kings of the Ming religion changed dramatically. What appeared in Chen Ang's hands was the great shift of heaven and earth they regarded as the town religion divine skill. This martial art has changed decidedly in Chen Ang's hands. In addition to some obvious shadows, it can actually be regarded as another martial art of the same kind.

Fang La stabilized his mind, put all his consciousness into the battle, and didn't think about so many things. His body method went in and out, and the holy fire in his hand made changes. However, his strength was shifting and dissolving. They were also opposite in strength, just like two wonderful balance masters who were destroying each other's center of gravity.

Suddenly, Chen Ang's Qi suddenly converged, like a real force, hitting in the void. Fang La was confused and carefully protected her vital points. At the same time, the two forces twisted around Chen Ang's side.

In the void, it was like a piece of space. Suddenly, a strong suction force broke out, which deviated from Fang La's strength. Chen ang waved with his hand. All kinds of strange force fields were generated in the void, one by one strange Qi force, which affected Fang La's feeling.

Just like throwing himself into a trap, he bumped into Chen Ang's good Qi field. Fang La only felt that Chen ang had already seen through his martial arts ways, his internal power was virtual and real, and specifically aimed at his moves. In the blink of an eye, he fell into Chen Ang's rhythm, his body stagnated, and a little empty Qi trapped Fang La.

Chen ang gently pointed at Fang La, a complex force linkage blocked his action, and several strange internal forces sealed the big holes around him.

Fang La couldn't hold on any longer. Even if heaven and earth moved greatly, reversed the acupoints and dissolved the strange internal force, he turned pale, staggered back a few steps and leaned powerlessly against the wall.

"Sect leader!" several Dharma kings were so anxious that they rushed up and watched Fang La carefully around the three sides. While checking Fang La's injury, Deng Yuanjue found out his internal power, but he felt Fang La's body in a mess. His internal power was uncontrolled and violent conflict. If he was not careful, Fang La's internal power would counterattack.

Deng Yuanjue felt a mysterious internal force coming at him. He didn't dare to resist. He was afraid of hurting Fang La and causing his injury. He allowed this force to drive straight in and only dissipate it with internal force.

His throat was fishy and sweet, and Deng Yuanjue took a mouthful of blood.

"Dharma king!" and "monk Deng!" the remaining Mingjiao leaders held Deng Yuanjue's shaky body and shouted anxiously.

"I'm fine!" after Deng Yuanjue vomited blood, the sultry in his chest was dissolved.

"No!" a disciple of the Ming religion rushed to the temple and said hurriedly, "the officers and soldiers at the foot of the mountain have attacked. They know the terrain mechanism on the mountain like the back of their hands, and others have responded secretly. They have broken into the general altar."

"What?" the Mingjiao people were shocked. The shaking lights had been lit in the distance, and there was a cry of killing.

Dozens of people in coir raincoat appeared around them and surrounded Chen ang. The backbone of the five element flag and the flag owner were tied aside. The officers and soldiers in the distance were holding strong bows and crossbows, advancing and retreating orderly. With the help of the people in coir raincoat, the Ming religion was defeated and retreated day by day.

In front of the Dharma kings, Chen ang stood in the way, and then a large army attacked the mountain. They could not advance or retreat, and they were killed.

"It seems that this one is a little better for me."

Chen ang smiled, picked up the oil paper umbrella around him and held it on his head. Wisps of water dripping down and falling in the puddle, making a clear sound.

Fang La struggled to get up and looked calm. He said to Chen ang, "your skill is superior. It is clear that you can win or lose. Today, our Mingjiao has encountered great difficulties, but current events have ups and downs, difficulties and obstacles. We have regarded it as common. There were all horizontal dead in the former algebra as the leader, and Mingjiao was in danger."

"It is common for us to live and die. Only the holy flame does not extinguish and the church will not die."

PS: yesterday, Calvin, I wanted to live and die. Today, I finally made up for it. Next night, there are two normal shifts.