The Arhat Fist that was agreed, how did it become the palm of the Tathagata?

However, in just a few words...

The image of Xiao Xun in their hearts suddenly changed.

It seems... the big wolfdog turned into a husky!

"You're teasing me!" The white-haired man in black narrowed his eyes slightly, his voice was gloomy and without warmth. .

Chapter 219 I was careless just now, I'm not ready yet!

"You're kidding me!"

"You just found out." Xiao Xun said inwardly, with a puzzled face, "Why would you think so? An arrogance like me is destined to be No.1 in the world in the future.

How lucky to have me in Nether Valley? "

Everyone: I can't complain anymore.

Even Nie Tianzheng, who knew Xiao Xun's horror well, felt that this little monk was too exaggerated.

"Hmph, peerless genius? Which peerless genius would have blocked meridians?" the white-haired man in black sneered and mocked.

Xiao Xun's complexion suddenly darkened, and he said coldly: "Old man, you advise you not to be ignorant! I join Nether Valley, and that is the blessing you have accumulated in Nether Valley for eight lifetimes!"

The white-haired man in black was furious.

I invited him with good words, but the little bald donkey kept talking nonsense, I don't know what it meant, and didn't take him seriously at all.

"Hmph! Do you really think that after a few days of cultivating Phantom Chasing Wind Walk, you can act presumptuously in front of me?" The white-haired man in black had a cold voice, and a tyrannical zhenqi suddenly burst out from his body, pressing towards Xiao Xun violently.

Xiao Xun slashed forward with the saber in his hand, as if he had not encountered any obstacles, the long saber drew an arc in the surging zhenqi.

but…

This knife did not have much effect on the true qi.

The surging true energy hit Xiao Xun without any hindrance.

"It seems to be much softer than the judge's pen." Xiao Xun did not resist, and flew along the direction of the turbulent zhenqi, like a flat boat in a huge wave.

Boom~!

Xiao Xun's figure collided with the stone wall behind him, and there was a roar, the broken stones flew, and the smoke and dust filled the air.

It is not surprising that most of the people present showed the look of "it should be so".

A strange color flashed in the eyes of a few people.

Such as Daochen, Jiang Fu, Nie Tianzheng, Duanmu Bingyan, Tang Xueyao and so on.

"Is the difference in strength so big?" Dao Chen, Jiang Fu, and Nie Tianzheng couldn't calm down.

"Is this really that person just now?" Duanmu Bingyan and Tang Xueyao were shocked.

In their eyes, Xiao Xun was like a god-killing god, a god-blocking-killing god, and a Buddha-blocking-killing god.

But now...

It was easily blown away by someone.

The smoke dissipated, Xiao Xun stood up again.

This time.

Duanmu Bingyan and Tang Xueyao could see Xiao Xun clearly.

"So handsome!" Tang Xueyao was stunned.

Duanmu Bingyan also had a flash of surprise in her eyes, she thought Xiao Xun had a cold face.

Unexpectedly, he turned out to be a handsome little monk.

"I was careless just now, I'm not ready yet." Xiao Xun picked up the knife that fell on purpose, and walked slowly towards the white-haired man in black.

"It would be nice if there was some blood on the corner of the mouth."

Xiao Xun felt a little regretful.

Blood, not so easy to flow.

A look of contempt flashed in the eyes of the white-haired man in black, and he said lightly: "I'm giving you a chance, now I'm kneeling down and begging for mercy, I'm going to spare your life."

"I don't even kneel to the Buddha, kneel to you? Can you bear it?"

Xiao Xun sneered, stepped on the ground fiercely, jumped up with his long knife in front, and appeared in front of the white-haired black-clothed man in an instant.

sigh~!

The sound of Jin Ge colliding sounded.

Xiao Xun's whole body volleyed down, and the long knife slashed on the judge's pen.

The white-haired man in black looked indifferent, his figure flashed suddenly, and the long knife in Xiao Xun's hand instantly slashed into the air.

Thinking quickly, he was not sure that he would hit the white-haired man in black... Xiao Xun flew forward and hit the stone wall in front of him.

Smoke, gravel, appeared again.

After Xiao Xun stood up, he shook his head, looked at the white-haired man in black, and said, "Seeing how old you are, I've given you two tricks, and the third trick, I have to be serious."

The white-haired man in black looked indifferent and didn't bother to talk to him.

Jumping beam clown!

This is what the white-haired man in black and many people around him think about Xiao Xun at this moment.

A look of worry flashed across Dao Chen and Jiang Fu's eyes.

"Too scared to speak?" Xiao Xun sneered as he walked.

"This monk is crazier than me." In the pool of blood, a naked young man muttered.

Hearing this, Xiao Xun stopped, looked at the young man, and said: "You may be crazy, but I am not crazy at all, as a former monk, I never lie.

Every word and deed is based on facts, and words and deeds are consistent. "

Everyone: "It seems that you are all so moved by my sincerity that you have nothing to say." Xiao Xun turned to look at the white-haired man in black, raised his chin slightly, and said calmly, "All of you are optimistic, let's see how I will kill him! "

The crowd was silent.

On an obviously serious and dangerous occasion, the little monk was left speechless.

Originally, the white-haired man in black was very angry at Xiao Xun's wild words; but at this moment, he was inexplicably not angry.

Compete with a fool?That is not also a fool.

Xiao Xun took a light breath, recalling the epiphany at Wudang Golden Summit, his whole body exuded an aura of sunset like the setting sun, as if he was about to fall.

"Monk, do you have any last words?" the white-haired man in black asked.

Feeling the state of mind at this moment, Xiao Xun couldn't help chanting softly: "Withered vines, old trees, dark crows, small bridges and flowing water, people, ancient roads, westerly winds and thin horses.

Sunset, heartbroken people in the horizon. "

Everyone was taken aback.

Did not understand.

To be precise, I don't understand why Xiao Xun recited these words at this moment.

"It's quite artistic." Duanmu Bingyan thought secretly, and silently wrote down this little order.

After chanting, Xiao Xun's mood became more and more like the setting sun, and his heart was inexplicably heavy and melancholy.

"In the years to come, I may not be able to remember you, but I will remember your last words." The white-haired man in black said.

Xiao Xun raised his head and looked at the man in black with white hair, his eyes were calm and unwavering.

"Are you afraid of the dark?"

Before the words reached everyone's ears, Xiao Xun's figure had attacked the white-haired man in black in an instant, with a long knife in front of him.

abruptly.

A blazing aura erupted from the whole person, like the scorching sun of summer, making it impossible to look directly at.

The pupils of the white-haired man in black shrank suddenly, before he had time to think, he directly shot the judge pen in his hand, and shot at Xiao Xun who was attacking.

A ruthless look flashed in Xiao Xun's eyes, but he did not avoid it.

Clang~!

The tip of the judge's pen hit Xiao Xun's chest, making a "clang" sound like the collision of gold and steel.

Immediately after…

Like a moth to a flame, the judge's pen shattered inch by inch, sparks flying everywhere.

Xiao Xun's speed has not been affected in the slightest.

With a slash in the air, the speed of the knife reached the extreme in this life.

The white-haired man in black's complexion changed wildly, and with a loud roar, Zhou (cgcf)'s body space distorted, and he moved back in an instant.

Swish~!

The long knife shattered the distorted space, and chopped off the left arm of the white-haired man in black. "ah!"

The white-haired man in black uttered a miserable cry of pain, blood gushed out, and he retreated rapidly.

Xiao Xun's face was grim, just as the first strike was made, the whole person stepped forward in an instant, descending like a thunder, and struck out the second strike.

This knife directly hit the neck of the white-haired man in black. "Ah~!"

The white-haired man in black had a ferocious face, and he punched Xiao Xun's chest with his right hand. "Boom~."

Xiao Xun's clothes exploded and turned into pieces of rags.

"How is it possible?" The white-haired black-clothed man looked at his right fist, and it was obvious that he had exhausted his fist, even if it was a diamond, it should have been shattered.

But the monk in front of him, who cut off his own neck with a knife, has nothing on his chest!

"I forgot to tell you, the monk is in Shaolin, majoring in the golden bell jar!" Xiao Xun said indifferently, a strange look flashed in his eyes.

The long knife in his hand had already severed the neck of the white-haired man in black, but the man did not seem to die immediately.

Blood gushed out from the left arm and neck of the white-haired man in black, but the white-haired black man was still alive.

Everyone around was startled, and their eyes flashed with horror.

According to most people's expectations, Xiao Xun will die this time, and it is very likely that he will die a miserable death.

Even Dao Chen, Jiang Fu and others who knew Xiao Xun well did not think Xiao Xun could win.

After all, the white-haired man in black is terrifyingly powerful.

however.

The fact is... the attack of the white-haired man in black did not cause the slightest harm to Xiao Xun.

And Xiao Xun's knife cut off the left arm of the white-haired man in black, and pierced the neck of the white-haired man in black.

Shock!

appalled.

Everyone surprised Xiao Xun.

"You have been hiding your strength!" The white-haired man in black had a hideous face, his mouth was full of blood when he spoke, and his voice became hoarse, as if there was a wind leak.

Xiao Xun shook his head and said: "I overestimated myself, just now I thought I could kill you with one knife, but I didn't expect to use a second knife.

You should feel very honored, I used a knife in the past, and never made a second cut; but you, successfully let me make a second cut. "

As he spoke, Xiao Xun stretched out his hand, and lightly tapped the forehead of the white-haired man in black.

Suddenly, the head of the white-haired man in black fell to the ground, and blood gushed out from his neck.

"I didn't die in the hands of Zhang Laodao, but actually died in the hands of a young monk, I hate it!"

The head rolled to the ground, leaving an unwilling last word.

Xiao Xun was a little hairy. To be cautious, he raised his right foot and stepped on it. A precise force spread along the ground to the body and head of the white-haired man in black.

next moment.

Blood mist and white dust filled the air.