The heavens begin from practicing swords in the palace

He only listened to the moaning words from the sweeping monk, and with a movement of his hands, he actually used the Tianshan zhemei hand.

He stretched out his left hand, and his little finger flicked Zhao Qiu's right hand lightly.

This Tianshan Zhemei Shou, also known as the Six-way Zhemei Shou, includes three ways of palming and three ways of grasping, a total of six ways of martial arts.

The Tianshan Zhemei Shou is subtle and subtle, any martial arts in the world can be automatically transformed into the six-way Zhemei Shou.

The sweeping monk has Shaolin 72 unique skills, and then integrated all kinds of unique skills into the hands of Tianshan Zhemei.

Zhao Qiu is not only proficient in the 72 unique skills of the Shaolin School, but also learned the Tianshan Zhemei hand on the stone wall of the Vulture Palace.Therefore, he knew the power of this style.

Zhao Qiu smiled "hehe", and took a step back, avoiding the "Tianshan Zhemei Shou" move of the sweeping monk.

Even with his ability, facing this move, he had no choice but to avoid it.

While fighting with the sweeping monk, Zhao Qiu said, "It seems that Master and the Xiaoyao Sect are somewhat related!"

The sweeping monk proclaimed the Buddha's name and said, "The past has already gone west!"

Zhao Qiu took a few steps back, stopped his hands and feet, and said: "The master's ability is amazing! There are three swords and two sabers alone, but I don't know if the master can catch it!"

The floor-sweeping monk proclaimed the Buddha's name again, but seeing his brows drooping, his originally cloudy eyes gradually brightened like a boy's, and the meaning of compassion in them gradually spread.

Zhao Qiu secretly sighed: "Perhaps, that ancient Bodhisattva is nothing more than this!"

After saying that, he used his finger as a sword and kept drawing circles in the air.

Not long after, hundreds of circles, faintly visible, floated up and down within three feet of his body.

The circles are formed by one after another true energy.

Originally, when the real qi and internal force of the world's masters are used, they are like air, invisible and intangible, invisible, intangible, and determined not to emerge out of thin air.

However, Zhao Qiu used the internal strength of the No. 12 Dragon Elephant Prajna Kungfu to use the Tai Chi sword, and the true energy was as concentrated as mercury, and it appeared all over his body at this moment.

Even if the sweeping monk looked at it, he couldn't help being horrified.

Zhao Qiu kept drawing circles with his fingertips, and sword qi leaked out from his fingertips. At this moment, he took advantage of his spare time and said, "The sword competition is called Tai Chi Sword! , although there are quite a few moves, but they remain the same. Its main purpose is still in Taiji circles, continuous. This is an extremely brilliant swordsmanship that strikes late, stops with stillness, and strikes fast with slowness. It is the move from the heart Hair, whatever you want!"

The sweeping monk was a little startled, and said, "Shoot someone late? Use static to stop? Use fast to fight slow? The swordsmanship practiced by the king seems to be quite different from the martial arts of the present age!"

But the sweeping monk stretched out his hands, they were a pair of skinny hands, from the forearm to the five fingers, instantly turned crimson, very strange.

In an instant, that pair of skinny red hands smashed through more than a hundred circles, and with the momentum still alive, they slapped towards the Baihui acupoint on the top of Zhao Qiu's head.

"This style is definitely not the unique skill of the Shaolin school! It looks like the technique of demons! Unexpectedly, the master is actually both the Buddha and the devil!" Zhao Qiu said as he waved his hands, forming countless circles again.

"When I was young, I went astray and fell into the way of the devil. Now I abandon the devil and turn to the Buddha to escape the sea of ​​suffering. This evil hand has not been used for nearly 60 years!"

The blood-red hands of the floor-sweeping monk trembled again and again, breaking the circles.

"As long as there is a Buddha in your heart, it doesn't matter even if your body has magic skills!"