Although the magic wand method used by abbot xuanci is amazing, it is not as difficult to deal with as Xiao Tian did!

"Amitabha, Xiao is good at lightness," abbot xuanci failed in one move, and there was no accident on his face.

Xiao Feng was taught by Xiao Tian carefully. Now he has entered the innate world. If he is defeated by one move, it will be a strange thing!

Xiao Feng didn't answer. The Qi of Beiming in his body quickly became agitated. He passed through Mingmen acupoint to Lingtai, then gathered in Baihui, shangshenting, flowing through Taiyin lung meridian, and finally gathered in the palms of both palms!

"Roar

With Xiao Feng's two palms pushing out, it seems that there is a dragon singing in the void. Then a fierce palm wind seems to be able to block the river and cut off the sea. With the force of thunder, it is hard to oppress abbot xuanci!

Kang long has regrets!

Originally, it was the most powerful killing move in the 18 dragon subduing palms. After it was integrated into the ten movements of the real dragon, it took the fierce and fierce sword power of dark iron sword!

Abbot xuanci didn't dare to be careless. Xiao Tian used this move before when he attacked the virtual shadow of the powerful one in the martial arts golden elixir. The almost invincible virtual shadow of the golden elixir in martial arts was smashed by Xiao Tian's palm!

At present, Xiao Feng uses this move, although its power is not the same as that of Xiao Tian himself, but it is enough to make people look at you!

Abbot xuanci took a breath, like a long whale sucking water, as if to empty the air around him.

Then he opened his mouth and roared angrily --

"hum!"

The strong sound wave sweeps the whole arena, just like thunder, so that people below the challenge arena have to use their internal power to protect their ears!

Xiao Feng's vigorous palm strength was swept by the sound wave, as if he had hit a huge mountain.

Even though Xiao Feng's palms were not as powerful as words, they were finally offset by the sound waves, and the final residual waves fell on abbot xuanci, which could only make the monk's robe move slightly.

"Buddha lion roars!" Xiao Tian in the attic looks strange.

According to Shaolin Temple's urine nature, even if the abbot xuanci is the abbot of Shaolin Temple, he can only learn a few of the 72 unique skills at most.

It's not Shaolin Temple's self-made broomstick. It's mainly that the seventy-two unique skills are broad and profound. Each skill is as good as the first-class Kung Fu in the lake. If you are greedy, you can only chew it.

Not everyone like Xiao Tian opened plug-in like this!

Since he came to the stage, abbot xuanci has already performed three martial arts: iron cloth shirt, magic subduing staff and lion roar. In addition, he has become famous for his cassock, Prajna palm and powerful Vajra palm, which have surpassed many people's understanding!

If abbot xuanci is like this, what about the first Xuannan in Dharma hall whose strength is still above him?

So Shaolin Temple is worthy of being the leader of northern Wulin!

But

Xiao Tian's face suddenly reveals a kind of narrow smile, looking at Xiao Feng's back, as if looking forward to something.

"I've heard the name of the lion roaring in Buddhism for a long time, and it's really extraordinary to see it today," Xiao Feng stepped back a little, and then he turned his eyes to abbot xuanci and said in a deep voice.

"I'm flattered, benefactor Xiao," said abbot xuanci with a smile on his face. Xiao Feng is Xiao Tian's disciple. Even he praises Shaolin Temple's martial arts, which is undoubtedly a recognition of Shaolin Temple!

After all, with Xiao Tian's strength and vision, how could his disciples be poor?

"Just when my adoptive father was bored, he once taught him a Buddhist martial art. I want to ask the abbot to give me some advice," Xiao Feng said earnestly, looking at abbot xuanci.

After that, without waiting for abbot xuanci to open his mouth, Xiao Feng took a deep breath. His left hand was on his waist and his right hand was making the gesture of holding flowers with Guanyin's pity on the world