Chapter 1172

Ye Feng saw that the Taoist monk recited the six character Daming mantra. He used the sound wave as a weapon to shake people's mind.

It's strange that master Mingyue's voice is extremely soft when he recites the six character mantra. However, there is an overwhelming pressure, like a huge hammer falling on the head.

Ye Feng immediately realized that master Mingyue didn't use sound wave as a weapon, but combined incense wish power with Buddhist mantra to attack himself with meditation.

Bang, Ye Feng's idea condenses into a shield on the top of his head, blocking the hammer of the mind when he falls.

After a huge earthquake, Ye Feng stepped back two steps, secretly surprised. A faint pain came from the sea of consciousness in the center of his eyebrows. Although he blocked master Mingyue's attack, it was also affected.

Master Mingyue's mental power is absolutely the strongest among all the masters he has ever seen. Moreover, Ye Feng is also the first to deal with the combination of Buddhist mantra and incense wish power.

Ye Feng is surprised, and master Mingyue is even more shocked than him.

Master Mingyue has been closed for 30 years. Instead of hiding in the cave for meditation, master Mingyue sealed himself up in the Buddhist statues of Xuankong Temple. He did not eat or drink, but only drank the incense and desire of believers of all living beings.

Over the past 30 years, master Mingyue has been able to reach the heaven level level level. In addition, with his own internal power, he has reached the congenital peak. The combination of the two is more powerful than any other ancient martial arts master of congenital level.

I didn't expect to leave the first battle. I thought that a single thought could seriously hurt Ye Feng. Unexpectedly, Ye Feng's defense shield was extremely tough. He just stepped back two steps and was like nobody.

What makes master Mingyue unable to understand is that Ye Feng doesn't have the internal power of the ancient warrior. However, after he thought about attacking, he clearly felt that there was a strong energy in Ye Feng's body.

If this powerful energy is not the internal power of ordinary ancient warriors, there is only one possibility, which is the magic power that ancient warriors are very difficult to practice.

"Amitabha, I didn't expect that the little benefactor would be able to practice so strong magic power. No wonder he was able to defeat the leaders of the two ancient martial sects and easily block the attack of my Buddhist mantra. Little benefactor, I will try your skill again

"Oh, the master is worthy of being a master. It's different from those who cheat on the world. I can see at a glance that I'm practicing mana. I admire him."

Master Mingyue is well-informed. He knows that Ye Feng uses magic power instead of internal force, but he only guesses half of it. He can't imagine that Ye Feng has been inherited by the Archean Protoss and has a divinity. He can not believe that Ye Feng is not only magic but also divine power.

Knowing that Ye Feng is using mana, master Mingyue's spirit is invigorated and has a sense of challenge.

He gently stretched out his right hand. His hand was like picking flowers. His withered fingers were half curled and half relaxed. However, there was a faint golden light between the fingers. The precious appearance was solemn, and the whole right hand was plated with a layer of golden brilliance.

In the golden light of the hottest moment, his fingers to maple leaf gently.

The finger of Xuankong Temple.

Ye Feng felt the pressure of a stormy wave and shot quickly.

The old monk had so many patterns. Ye Feng didn't dare to underestimate the strength of his finger pinching. With a twist of his wrist, he gently pushed one side of his body. He used his strength to move flowers and trees and unloaded the force of the torrential weather to his side.

Boom, pick flower finger strength is not trivial, will leaf maple at the foot of the bluestone, hard to make a deep finger thick small pit.

If you hit your body, it won't add a blood hole.

Master Mingyue was a little stunned. The boy was able to move flowers and trees and lead his finger strength to the ground.

Let's see if it's your grafting or my finger picking.

He stretched out his withered fingers and flew into the air. His expression was relaxed, but it was suffocating and murderous.

One after another, sixteen fingers were pointed out, and the sound of fluttering was heard.

After master Mingyue's sixteen instructions, Ye Feng is not idle, and is very busy.

In the eyes of onlookers, he looks like a dancer, waving his hands in the air, making circles and circles, elegant and gentle movements, but he has unloaded all the 16 magnificent flower picking fingers on the floor tiles.

The scene on the field was very strange, everything was silent, like a funny pantomime.

Master Mingyue's fingers are in the air. Ye Feng is dancing in the air without any sound. However, under Ye Feng's feet, it seems that the firecrackers are specially set off, and the banging sound is constantly ringing, and the stones are splashing.

After a while, with the leaf maple as the center, the ground which was smooth as a mirror just now became pitted and full of small holes thick with fingers.

The more dignified master Mingyue looks, the more flexible Ye Feng's use of transplanting flowers and trees is very flexible. Even if the dead flower removing palace master is revived, I'm afraid it is not as vivid as he used it.

Ye Feng said with a faint smile: "master Mingyue, your finger is really strong enough. You sent me so many fingers, I also give you a finger."

"What do you mean?"

"Look at my stone fingers."

Ye Feng hit the third form of the fourth hit by the emperor and pierced the stone.

The four strikes of the emperor of Thailand are boxing techniques. Ye Feng has a new understanding of this boxing technique these days.For the first type surge, he created seven surge. In the confrontation with Mr. Mo Da, he had an idea and sublimated the seven surge to the nine surge, defeating Mr. Mo da.

Ye Feng could not have fingered, but looking at master Mingyue's flower picking finger, which is powerful and elegant, his whole body's internal power is condensed in one finger, which is very similar to the third type of stone piercing by the fourth Thai emperor.

The stone pierced by the fourth emperor of Thailand is to condense the whole body's divine power in the heart of the fist with one blow.

Inspired by master Mingyue's finger pinching, Ye Feng condenses all his powers on his index finger. He also imitates master Mingyue's appearance and points out that if he pinches flowers, he points out.

But according to the gourd drawing ladle, slightly rough, only a trace of magic power, from the fingertip Chi Chi to sound, shot out, no harm.

Master Mingyue was scared at first. He was prepared and stretched out his thin palm, which covered with a light golden light to block the finger power of Ye Feng.

The wisp of finger strength is too weak, gently bounce in the palm of master Mingyue, like the dew in the morning, evaporated instantly, leaving no trace.

Master Mingyue showed a faint smile, shook his head and sighed: "little benefactor, it took me twenty years to pick flowers and hurt people. How can you imitate my posture? Despite my simple finger, it contains more than ten kinds of luck methods. "

The first refers to failure, Ye Feng's face has a little hot feeling, but did not give up.

He didn't think so. He said with a smile: "I'm just playing casually. There are many subtleties in it. However, I'm confident. I'll point it again. The master has to take it."

Master Mingyue shook his head helplessly. His expression was full of disdain. He stretched out his thin palm: "well, I'll take you again if you are stubborn."