Chapter 671

The reason why he Xie's internal force will assimilate and absorb the internal force of the sweeping monk is that he Xie's three skills are combined to produce a new effect, which is compatible with the characteristics of Beiming's divine skill that embraces all rivers and small Wuxiang skills.

The attribute of his internal force is unique, and it forms a closed loop, as if it were a separate boundary.

No matter what attribute internal force he encounters, the uniqueness of his internal force will break the balance of the opponent's internal force at the first time.

Pure Yang internal force will be mixed with pure Yin by him. Pure Yin internal force will be sent to pure Yang by him. Yin and Yang combine, and he will become negative Yin and embrace Yang.

In this way, the opponent's internal power will be assimilated and absorbed by him, and the power will naturally suddenly increase.

The sweeping monk suffered a loss because he didn't expect this.

And his fingertip bleeding, but not only for this reason, but also because of the benefits of Xiao practice.

"Accumulate essence and gather Qi, condense form and gather spirit." He Xie couldn't help exclaiming, "master, good martial arts, good realm!"

The finger of the sweeping monk just now seems simple, but it is a kind of martial arts like painting the ground as a prison.

When he took a step forward, his pores all over his body sprayed internal force, forming an air wall three feet in front of him, but he didn't put it, but sucked it.

The three Chi air wall suddenly collapsed and contracted back to its fingertips, so as to confine what evil in it and make it unchanged; Second, it condensed the three foot air wall into a point to resist the power of He Xie's sword.

Therefore, he Xie has the illusion of fingertip amplification.

This finger is simply wonderful. If we only talk about the mystery and charm, the floor sweeping monk won just now.

"I lost this move." He Xie said with a calm smile, "if it weren't for the strength and the benefit of the sword, the elder's finger would be enough to retreat me."

After that, he suddenly raised his hand, and the sword in his hand suddenly flew out and went straight into one side of the stone wall.

He abandoned his sword.

"You don't have to." The sweeping monk shook his head and said, "the sword is also a part of the donor's martial arts. It's not an advantage."

"Elder misunderstood." He Xie smiled proudly, "I don't use my sword because I have figured out how to break it."

"Oh?"

The sweeping monk brightened his eyes and said with a happy smile, "OK! OK! OK! Then come again! "

"Offend!"

He Yidao said, smiled, and suddenly pointed out, just like the move just now, pointing like a sword, containing countless changes.

The sweeping monk wanted to know how he Xie broke his painting as a prison, which was also a repetition of the old technique.

In an instant, he Xie "entered the Urn" again. This finger potential was not exhausted, but the move was old.

Seeing that he Xie was about to repeat his mistakes, he Xie suddenly turned his finger into a claw and twisted his wrist.

Hoo

In an instant, the three foot air wall that should have been sucked back to the fingertips by the sweeping monk suddenly turned its direction and was absorbed in the palm of his hand by He Xie to form a glittering light ball.

"Dragon catching skill!" The sweeping monk has bright eyes and calls Miao in his heart!

He didn't expect he Xie to break his prison in this way. However, before he could react, he Xie suddenly turned his wrist and slapped the light ball on the head of the sweeping monk!

The floor sweeper was short, his hands and fingers were close together, held on his head, and used the simplest boy to worship the Buddha.

He Xie's palm reached the floor sweeping monk's head, but he was imprisoned by the floor sweeping monk one foot away again. The light ball in the palm of his palm suddenly turned and turned bigger and bigger, and there was a sign of breaking away from He Xie's control.

He Xie ran out of his right arm like wearing flowers and picking leaves with his other hand, pointing to the forehead of the sweeping monk from bottom to top.

As soon as the sweeping monk retreated, he Xie had to move forward with a light ball. He turned around, freed up one hand, didn't return his head, slapped him, and hit him in the stomach.

He Xie suddenly lifted his feet into the air with a wonderful sound, and let his palm hit the left shoulder of the sweeping monk from top to bottom.

The sweeping monk was flexible, turned again, and suddenly ran up. He Xie had to rise with him.

Both sides, you come and I go, and more than 30 moves have been taken in an instant!

But the strange thing is that the two sides just broke up at the sight of each other, and never hit each other hard. It seems that they fought quickly and fiercely, but from beginning to end, they haven't even met each other's clothes.

But if it is dangerous, it is the only battle of He Xie in this life.

He only needs to be hit by the sweeping monk. Although he will not lose his life, he will be seized by the sweeping monk immediately.

In the battle of experts, but in the battle for the front line, the victory or defeat is often only one blow.

Once the sweeping monk gains power, he Xie is sure that the other party will never give him a chance to turn defeat into victory!

What's more strange is that the two people only attack with one hand, while the other hand is against the fusion of the group's internal forces. The larger and larger light ball is competing for its control.

Needless to say, their body method lightness skills are very exquisite. When they jump more than three feet high, they gradually drift towards the edge of the cliff in mid air, but their movements never stop.

On one side, Qiao Feng and Wu Changfeng were dazzled and terrified!

Wu Changfeng fell down, just because he only felt powerful. No matter which move he took, he would die.

But Qiao Feng knew the intentions and situation of both sides like the back of his hand. At the moment, he was so nervous that his forehead was sweating and his heart was jumping to his throat!

This is absolutely unprecedented. In the past, Qiao Feng would never be so nervous even if he was in danger of dying.

However, the martial arts level of the first two people is above him. They are more mysterious and dangerous than fighting moves. They seem to be able to swim easily, but in fact, they both swim on the edge of the cliff. If they make a mistake, they will win or lose. This makes Qiao Feng feel extremely depressed when listening to thunder in silence.

He thought to himself that if he had changed himself, no matter which one he fought with, he would have lost long ago!

Of course, if it is a battle of life and death, Qiao Feng still has some confidence.

Dueling and fighting for life and death are completely different things.

In the blink of an eye, there were more than ten moves, but the two sides were still partially superior. As for the real balloon they competed for, it had risen from the size of a pigeon egg to the size of a child's head!

It is worth mentioning that since the fight between the two sides, it has always been the external internal force of the sweeping monk, but he Xie's internal force has always been contained but not exposed and not out of the body.

Therefore, the real balloon in the palm of their hands is actually condensed by the internal force of the sweeping monk.

Obviously, he Xie knew that his internal power of negative Yin and holding Yang was very advantageous, so he deliberately restricted it.

But it can't be said that he Xie is superior, because if he makes a fool of himself, he will only make a fool of himself.

At this time, in the middle of the air, they have hit the cliff on the other side. They both stick to the cliff and walk quickly. The moves in their hands are still you and I fight more and more quickly.

Where they passed, the rocks burst and fell, and the movement was appalled.

At this time, more than 70 moves have passed. He Xie knows that if he continues to fight like this, not to mention a hundred moves, even a thousand moves will be difficult to win or lose.

The sweeping monk is definitely the enemy with the highest level and the most arbitrary moves he has ever seen.

It can't go on like this!