The heavens begin with the Dharma of absorbing power

"Look at the sword!"

Zhang Sanfeng landed on the ground and took a sword in his hand. The cold sword flower bloomed at the twelfth level and covered Xu Xin's whole body.

The Thirteen Shenmen Swords and the Finger-twirling Soft Sword Technique looked completely different in his hands. The sword light was bright and dazzling, but the sword light was restrained and did not know where to land.

Xu Xin casually broke a branch in his hand, and the Jade Flute Sword Technique and the Luoying Divine Sword were constantly changing. They only defended but did not attack, and just spent time with Zhang Sanfeng.

Although the old Taoist priest's swordsmanship is more sophisticated and clever, attacking for a long time will only waste his inner breath, and in the end he can only abandon his sword and change his moves.

Xu Xin suddenly shook the wooden stick in his hand and broke it into more than a dozen small pieces. With a snap of his fingers, dozens of strong winds roared, almost breaking the old Taoist priest's robe.

At the same time, his left hand also flew a little higher, and the pure finger power of Yiyang finger hit Zhang Sanfeng's Tanzhong point, causing his figure to stagnate for a moment. Taking advantage of this gap, Xu Xin quickly stepped forward and launched an offensive like a violent storm.

Zhang Sanfeng's century-old skill cannot be controlled by the force of his fingers in the air. After recovering, he can respond quickly, including elimination and attack. There are all kinds of wonderful tricks emerging in an endless stream. When used together, it is like a horse flying in the air. It is difficult to distinguish some tricks. It was even created on the spot.

"Hahahaha... so happy, so happy..."

Xu Xin suddenly shook his sleeves and made a stabbing sound. A big hole opened in his white robe. However, he shook it carelessly and threw the whole coat away. He tied it into a stick in the air and swept it across with a stick. out.

"boom!"

Zhang Sanfeng took Xu Xin's blow forcefully, and the sleeve of his right hand exploded directly. The cloth stick in Xu Xin's hand couldn't withstand the collision between the two, and exploded into pieces flying in all directions. Pieces of snow-white fragments scattered like flowers. Falling like catkins flying at the turn of spring and summer.

Xu Xin took off his coat, revealing muscles as sharp as a knife and an axe, as if he were a burly and heroic god of war. He wanted to have a fight long before he went up the mountain, and he only wore stylish clothes bought in the town, but he didn't feel bad about it.

"Did Elder Xu get the inheritance from Senior Dongxie Huang? No, that's not right. The volleying finger earlier seemed to be the Yang Finger of the Southern Emperor Duan. I heard that Elder Xu also knows the Beggar's Dragon Subduing Palm?"

Zhang Sanfeng looked at Xu Xin, frowned slightly, and said: "It is a good thing to have skills from many schools, but some unique skills conflict with each other, so Elder Xu should pay more attention!"

"Zhenzhen Zhang didn't say enough. This junior previously volleyed more than ten steps, using the Golden Guan Jade Lock Technique of the Central Divine Power King Chongyang, the Quanzhen Golden Wild Goose Technique!"

Xu Xin said as he stepped on his feet, there was a faint golden light flowing between his hands, and shouted: "Master Zhang, please try my palm power again!"

As he spoke, he pushed his palms flat and hit Zhang Sanfeng. Before the palm movement came, he gave people an overwhelming feeling. Zhang Sanfeng only felt his breath was slightly suffocated. He concentrated on it at the moment, and his lower body was stable, as if it was nailed to the ground, concentrating on He slashed out a pair of fleshy palms, and his inner strength was extremely powerful.

This was a head-to-head beating, with no room for trickery. Their palms met and there was a loud bang, and both of them swayed. In this kind of brutal fighting, the stronger one wins. It is a competition between palm strength and internal strength without any pretense.

"Nine-Yang Magical Technique! You have learned the complete Nine-Yang Magical Technique, and your skills are more profound than my master's back then!"

When both of them closed their hands and turned back, Zhang Sanfeng had a complicated expression on his face. The emergence of the Nine Yang Magic Technique means that his disciple Zhang Wuji may be saved, but the man who has mastered this technique has a life-and-death feud with his disciple's wife, and they are in chaos even after they are cut off!

"In the past ten years, I have traveled all over the country and learned a little bit of all kinds of martial arts. I didn't like the Nine-Yang Magic Kung Fu at first, but then it became almost impossible to improve my cultivation, so I spent some time learning it. It is still somewhat useful!"

Xu Xin said very much like Versailles, but this is also true. He has the art of absorbing energy, and he really looks down on other internal skills. The reason why he practices these unique skills is just to prevent himself from being idle when he has reached the acquired perfection but cannot break through. After coming down, it took me some time to learn.

Zhang Sanfeng sighed: "Elder Xu has deep opportunities and extraordinary talents. It is difficult for ordinary people to learn a unique skill in a lifetime, but you have mastered it at your fingertips. I really admire you! However, you must pay attention..."

He also had good intentions, and reminded him again that each school has its own internal differences, and if there is no good way to sort it out, the root of all schools of art will become obsessed with it.

"Zhenzhen Zhang knows the Small No-Phase Kung Fu. This Kung Fu has no form and no traces. It can imitate martial arts all over the world. Two hundred years ago, the Tubo Imperial Master and the eminent monk Jiumozhi of the Great Lun Ming King used this Kung Fu to perform seven Shaolin techniques. Twelve unique skills, one person can defeat the heroes of Shaolin!"

"Amitabha!"

Kong Wen, the Shaolin abbot next to him, heard Xu Xin narrate this past incident and couldn't help but shout the Buddha's name and stopped his junior disciple Kong Xing and other disciples who wanted to speak.

Although Xu Xin's words were unpleasant and exposed Shaolin's shortcomings, as the head of Shaolin, he knew that this past incident was indeed true. If he allowed his disciples to argue, they would only bring humiliation to themselves.

And it involves this past event, as well as the private affairs of that generation of Shaolin masters. It was a public case that ruined the reputation of his Shaolin Temple. The subsequent hundred years of Shaolin's closure is also related to this past event.

After two hundred years, almost no one knew about those things, but they didn't want to be discovered again today, and they didn't know how Elder Xu of the Beggar Clan, who was closely related to Shaolin, knew these things.

"Haha... It seems that the old man has little knowledge!"

Zhang Sanfeng smiled heartily.

"Zhenzhen Zhang has had enough rest!"

Xu Xin spoke again at this time, moved his hands and feet, and said: "Since I became a master of magic, I can only fight with people with only a few moves, and I have to hold back to avoid beating people to death. It is really not fun enough."

"Today's battle with Master Zhang was just a warm-up, but it was still the most enjoyable battle in my life. Next, I have to use my real skills."

"I have learned a lot of things, but apart from the internal magical skills that I majored in, the most difficult one was the dragon-elephant prajna skill practiced by the Mongolian master Jinlun Dharma King in the past. I spent nearly ten years mastering this skill. Once you have reached the tenth level, your strength will be even greater than that of the Golden Wheel Master."

"With the power of ten dragons and ten elephants plus the Eighteen Dragon-Subduing Palms, this palm has a power of ten thousand kilograms. Master Zhang can handle it well!"

When Xu Xin yelled out, the people moved with the sound, moving as fast as thunder and thunder, and in the blink of an eye they were in front of Zhang Sanfeng and struck out with his palm.

The old Taoist priests have heard of the Ten-layered Dragon Elephant and the Eighteen Dragon-Subduing Palms. He was already deficient in force and head-on contact, and he was already old. How could he dare to receive such a palm? After Tiyunzong turned around, Withdrawing, Xu Xin followed closely and hit the air with a palm, landing on a big tree.

There was a loud "bang" sound, and the big tree that several people were hugging was directly broken by Xu Xin's palm and flew dozens of meters away, breaking countless rocks and broken trees.

The guys around who were watching the excitement but suffered unreasonable disasters quickly ran away. Such a scene of gods fighting, like gods and demons, might just kill them in the aftermath. They all ran so fast, wishing their parents would give them more. Give birth to some legs.

Xu Xin used his power to leap forward, and he could reach twenty or thirty meters in one move. He was simply more terrifying than the Fire Cloud Evil God who used the Toad Kung Fu. When he hit a place, there would be an explosion and debris flying, driving the old Taoist Zhang Sanfeng away. He ran away in a panic, not daring to take a direct blow.