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The black shadow sprang out from the forest, almost shrinking to an inch. Before Meng Qi could react, he slapped Zhenyong's vest with his palm.
This palm was unremarkable, as if it was done casually, making people unable to see the origin of the technique, but Zhenyong's acupoints were sealed and his hands were tied, so there was no way and no time to make any effective response. Zhang, spouting blood mist, fell limply to the ground, his face froze with astonishment.
"Absolutely a master at the enlightenment stage!" Meng Qi's pupils contracted, and he judged this from the movement of the man in black. At the same time, he swung his sword horizontally and assumed a desperate posture!
?Defense is impossible to defend against. Only when the man in black understands that he is not easy to deal with, dares to risk his life, and can't solve it in a hurry, will he worry about the other monks summoned by Zhenhui, and retreat in spite of difficulties!
This figure was wearing night clothes, with only the nostrils and a pair of eyes exposed. After shooting Zhenyong to death, he ran towards Meng Qi without hesitation. There is a faint feeling of covering the world.
Meng Qi only felt that no matter what kind of body method he changed, no matter which step he took in the "Divine Movement", he would always be enveloped by the palm of his hand, there was no way to avoid it, no way to escape!
What a palm technique this is!
Wisdom is accessible, pure and solemn, holding the world in your palm!
Meng Qi saw that this was the palm of Buddhism, and if he practiced it deeply, he might not be able to develop the "Buddhist Kingdom in the palm" and suppress all things. Therefore, it seems simple, but it can seal all subsequent changes in him.
Facing this palm, Meng Qi clearly knew that he who had not acquired the essence of the Dao of the Sword, whether it was the Blood Saber Technique or the Five Tigers Breaking Doors Saber Technique, had no chance of breaking through this blockade. "It is also because of the lack of the inner meaning of law and reason, one cannot step out of the net, and the fourth level of the golden bell cover is estimated to only be able to withstand one palm!"
After the man in black slapped out his palm, he had no doubt that he could hit the unenlightened monk in front of him. This was his confidence in his divine palm, and also his confidence in his martial arts!
Hold the Prajna in your hand, prove the Tathagata in your heart, overcome the sea of ??suffering, and the other shore is pure!
Between life and death, there was much horror, but Meng Qi suddenly narrowed his eyes and smiled, as if he was enjoying the solemnity and purity brought by this palm.
Then, a knife lights up, and the world is full of hustle and bustle!
The light of the knife, like poetry and picturesque, was reflected in the eyes of the man in black, and his eyes suddenly became gentle, as if he remembered the dark fragrance of the red sleeves, the soft words, and the midnight when no one was there. I kowtow before the Buddha, but I can't call back the pure mind of Zen.
Then, there was a bit of pain mixed in his eyes, like guilt, like self-blame, but no half remorse.
Once the purity is broken, how can Prajna exist? The palm gesture of the man in black that included heaven and earth was returned to an ordinary palm.
not good! The man in black suddenly woke up from a dream, but it was already a knife!
His pupils constricted violently, and he never thought that this seemingly weak novice could make such an amazing cut!
When light disperses, people recede.
There was a deep palm print on Meng Qi's left shoulder, and pale gold appeared all over his body, like tortoise cracks, and the color was dull.
And the man in black had a deep wound on his abdomen, and the wriggling internal organs could be seen.
He covered his abdomen with his left hand, filled with air to prevent the blood from dripping, and raised his right palm, as if he wanted to attack again.
Meng Qi lowered his shoulders and slashed his sword, once again putting on a desperate posture.
The man in black took a step forward, and his body suddenly arched more and more. After taking a deep look at Meng Qi, he turned over abruptly and rushed into the forest.
After seven or eight breaths, there were noisy footsteps in the distance.
"Brother, are you alright?" Zhenhui ran in and saw Zhenyong died, and Meng Qi stood stiffly, so she asked with concern.
Seeing many monks in yellow and gray clothes behind him, Meng Qi felt relieved and said in a hoarse voice, "Come and help me."
Almost can't stand still!
Although the palm of the man in black was broken by "Broken Cleanliness" and he withdrew a lot of strength under the threat of Jie Dao, it was still an attack from a master in the awakening period, and it still hit Meng Qi on the left shoulder. The golden bell cover was almost broken.
"The murderer is definitely not a master who has just started to understand, otherwise it is not a full-strength palm, and it will not have such an effect." Meng Qi judged the strength of the man in black in his heart.
He practiced the fourth level of the golden bell cover, and he cut off most of his palm strength with it, so he didn't suffer too much injury, but after cutting out "Duan Qingjing", he lost his strength a bit, after all, it is a top-level knife for location Fa¡ª¡ªAlthough Meng Qi has only opened four or five apertures.
Zhenhui quickly ran to Meng Qi's side and supported him. Among the monks who followed, a deacon monk with ordinary facial features carefully inspected it.??The edge of the cliff.
The rest of the monks began to search every place between the cliff and the forest, and they also stretched their hands out of the cliff, groping for the gaps on the cliff, not letting go of any place.
After a while, Wude returned with Zhenhui, and asked Meng Qi how he felt when the murderer made moves.
Meng Qi honestly spoke out his feelings, but the more he listened, the more his eyebrows furrowed, and he muttered: "There are not many similar palm techniques"
At this time, the deacon monk who had left before also came back, followed by Meng Qi, Zhenhui's master Xuan Bei, and Zhen Miao, a monk monk from the Wu Monk Academy that Meng Qi was familiar with.
Zhenmiao's expression is very strange, anger, sadness, doubt, shock, disbelief, all of them, the deacon monk is also similar, only Xuan Bei, no fluctuations on his face.
"Uncle Wude, when searching the courtyard just now, disciples and others found that Zhenchang committed suicide in the Zen room, with obvious wounds on his abdomen, leaving only a suicide note." When the deacon monk reported and handed over the suicide note, he looked deeply at Meng Qi. At a glance, he was able to hurt Zhen Chang, the strongest disciple in this generation!
Really? big brother? Meng Qi was shocked, he couldn't believe that a monk with a bright future would do such a thing with Zhenyong!
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