Chapter 247 The newborn calf is not afraid of tigers

Even if it was a dense bush with no cracks in the forest, he walked through it, and many dead branches and leaves seemed to be alive. He automatically went to both sides and let a passage for him to walk over.

It is said that after Buddha Shakyamuni became a Taoist, he preached the world and walked all the way. He crossed the mountain when he met the mountain and crossed the water. He never deliberately avoided it. The mountain opened and the water cracked and let him pass, as if the ghosts and gods of heaven and earth had known his way and greeted each other respectfully. In fact, this is a kind of ingenious use of strength. Just like the step-by-step lotus in Shaolin Temple, a reed crossing the river, it becomes a magic power in the eyes of ordinary people who don't know why.

It is precisely because of the emergence of this kind of divine phenomenon that Shakyamuni pioneered Buddhism in India, which has lasted for thousands of years. But to put it bluntly, it is just a use of human's own power, just like Wang Chan's current performance, which is also the embodiment of the highest level of boxing.

Boxing has reached the peak, and the real strength in the body is endless. It can not only travel around the body and be reached everywhere, but also can be released outside the body, form a gangster, and have endless use.

Wang Chan has suddenly realized the true meaning of Taoist qi refining last night. He can recite the true words of Taoism with all his body and the vibrations between the blood and muscles and bones. Just now, he killed the dragon Taoist man, and he gained a lot. At this time, taking advantage of Xu Changchun and Qin Feng to talk, he finished adjusting his breath, recovered his physical strength, and looked for it all the way. It was just right. He turned the dragon Taoist's ability to control the sword spirit and walk in the air into his own things. It's just that he didn't practice sword spirit and replaced it with his own internal gas.

"Wang Chan, you just fought with the Dragon Taoist. Even if you win, it is a tragic victory. You are full of physical strength and exhausted. I won't look for you. How dare you come to the door? Do you really think that you can still defeat me after killing the Dragon Taoist?

Xu Changchun did not move, and his eyes stared at Wang Chan. Although his voice was low, he shook the mountains and forests on all sides, and countless snow rattled down the branches. It's like the roar of a lion in the forest, which is shocking.

"Although you practiced the secret method of Zen Buddhism and the magic power of Buddhism, why is there always a smell of dust in your bones? When Sakyamuni was a prince in the past, he abandoned his parents, wife and children. He chose to practice hard to prove the Tao in his heart. It took six years to witness the vastness of the starry sky under the bodhi tree and realized the true meaning of the four words "the fate of the surname is empty". What a kind of heart surname! How come it's your turn, but you were born and entered the world. On the contrary, you are full of vulgarity, confused your mind, and have delayed these many years. At this point, you can't be my opponent, even if I just killed the Dragon Taoist and my physical strength has not yet recovered! In addition, why do you think I'm coming to you now?

Wang Chan carried his hands behind his back, looked at Xu Changchun faintly, and spoke softly as if he were the most ordinary conversation with his friends: "Long Taoist people have dominated the world for a long history, and I will be killed in the last battle. Although you have also had a great change overnight, the magic power of martial arts is not the same as yesterday. It's a word, but it doesn't make much difference to me. In those years, the dragon Taoist people were able to break into the Shaolin Temple, and there was no one invincible in your Zen sect with a sword. Naturally, Wang Chan could do this. However, looking at you like this, holding a diamond pestle and being an angry king, you obviously have the confidence to fight with me, so let me learn the true meaning of your Zen unique learning again, and see what skills you suddenly realized last night?

In those years, the dragon Taoist people were able to break into Shaolin Temple, and you Zen Buddhism with a sword were invincible. Naturally, Wang Zen can also do this...

Although Wang Chan spoke gently and lightly, his tone contained an unshakable strong will. Every word was deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, which naturally made people believe in the meaning expressed in his words. Invisibly, he was taken advantage of by the huge power emanating from his body, and unconsciously, he was taken away by God.

"Nonsense!"

Wow!

Wang Chan's voice just fell here, and before Xu Changchun could speak, a cyan stick shadow had been accompanied by a roar, and the Thunderbolt flew in front of Wang Chan! A big stick with thick duck eggs twisted the air, and the head of the stick trembled and whined. In an instant, it jumped out more than a dozen identical shadows, connected into one piece, and the strong wind blew the hair on Wang Chan's forehead gently.

It was Qin Feng, who stood in front of Xu Changchun. This young master among the disciples of the Shaolin Temple, seemed to be much more violent than Xu Changchun. As soon as he heard Wang Chan's words, he was furious and angry, and his whole body surged above his head. At the moment when Wang Chan's voice fell, As soon as he fell down, he waved his stick like a dragon, and turned against Wang Chan, he was a stick.

And his move is also like a dragon, with a lot of momentum.

It is the strongest momentum in the Shaolin Qinglong stick method that Qin Feng has been practicing hard for many years. The Qinglong is noisy in the sea and the dragon is rolling in the clouds. Under the sudden action, the strongest power burst out in an instant. The stick shadow gathered, as thick as a cloud, and a fine steel eyebrow stick weighing dozens of catties was incredibly flexible in his hand.

This time, it is purely a surprise assassination. With Qin Feng's kung fu, he really wants to assassinate a master of his level with all his strength. One stick can work. Even if he meets a martial arts master who is much higher than him, in the face of this flying stick, he is likely to capsized in the gutter and suffer a lot of damage.

However, now the object of his plot is "Wang Chan".

A world's most terrible master who can't be defined as an ordinary human at all.

Therefore, Wang Chan suddenly took a picture of Qin Feng's overwhelming stick shadow. When he came to the top of his head, he was not even interested in glancing at the corners of his eyes. He only raised his right hand and the middle finger of his index finger to complete a circle, just like a joke. One finger popped out, right at the top of the stick smashed by Qin Feng with all his strength.

Ding!

A crisp sound suddenly came into his ears. Qin Feng's whole body was instantly hit by lightning. A fine steel eyebrow stick weighing 64 catties in his hand began to appear fine lines like broken on the ice at a speed that can be seen by the naked eye. The next moment, there was a clap. Except for the part he held in his hand, the whole The big sticks were untied inch by inch, inch by inch, broken inch by inch, and fell to the ground.

I've heard of breaking swords and other weapons with my fingers, but I didn't expect that someone could smash a special alloy steel stick with the power of one finger!

"This Wang Chan is simply not a human being?" The next moment, Qin Feng's face suddenly turned red, and a mouthful of blood spewed out. Then, his eyes were lax, and his whole body had fallen down like a pool of mud.

"Big Brother...!" It was only a moment slower than Qin Feng. The three young people who came with him behind him saw Qin Feng spraying blood and fell to the ground. They immediately drank one after another and reached out their hands and took out the gun from their waist.

Although these people are also masters of Shaolin's secular disciples, they have joined the army for a long time. Everyone has practiced good shooting skills. Wang Chan is famous, and they dare not rush forward like Qin Feng. They can only distance themselves and threaten with firearms.

"Huh?"

After Wang Chan broke the Jinggang eyebrow stick, his hand had not fallen yet. Seeing that the young people dared to shoot in front of him, he immediately said, "Huh?" With a sound, he stood still, one with five fingers, and pressed down.

Wait for time, with a bang, the air burst, like thunder.

When he moved casually, he naturally used the momentum of turning the sky seal in his five elements of the magic boxing. At the moment of five fingers, the palms turned over, bringing a violent surge of air in all directions. The earth under his feet seemed to be lifted by him to the clouds for half a day. The five fingers were far away, and the momentum was pressed, and the whole mountain forest seemed to be like It was the scene before the earthquake.

The sky shakes the earth!

Although it was dozens of meters away, the three young people who took out their guns only felt that the pressure on their heads was unprecedentedly huge, as if Mount Tai was pressed, and their chest was suddenly compressed and contracted. They couldn't breathe, couldn't speak, and even their ability to think was temporarily suspended by this huge force.

It seems to be a kind of mentality that is destined to die before the arrival of death. As long as Wang Chan's five fingers press down half an inch, these three people will not think that anyone can survive.

At this moment, a low roar seemed to come from the distant sky. Xu Changchun sat on the rock and inhaled fiercely. His whole body emitted a dazzling golden light in an instant, and his body suddenly swelled.

The sixteen-finger diamond pestle was held in his hand. One step down the stone and two steps came to Wang Zen. The golden pestle pointed directly to Wang Zen's throat, and the distance was shortened by less than half a foot in an instant.

With this action, he took the power brewing overnight, took the Zen magic weapon King Kong pestle as the sharp, and hit a blow that he had been brewing for a long time. It is as powerful as the dragon Taoist in Quansheng.

It seems that he had long expected that Xu Changchun would not sit and watch. Wang Chan was not surprised at all. His five fingers fell in the empty place, closed them back slightly, stepped on the lotus platform behind his feet, and slightly missed the most sharp point of the King Kong pestle. Then he suddenly stretched out his hand, five fingers became hooks, like a thousand catties of iron anchors, a type of tiger claw hand, and the fingertips were red and restrained. It was buckled to the middle of the diamond pestle.

"Huh? Do you want to rob my diamond pestle?

Xu Changchun obviously didn't expect that Wang Chan would dare to use his flesh and blood to rob his Zen treasure as soon as he got started. So at the moment when Wang Chan's five fingers touched the pestle, he suddenly sang! He shouted in a low voice, recited the truth, and shook the diamond pestle in his hand violently.

Buzz! Buzzing! Buzzing!

(to be continued)