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Chapter 215 Die well
The Little Palace is located behind the Grand Palace. As the deceased khan said, the new palace is more imposing, splendid, and majestic than the old palace.

It can be seen from this that the statement that Tantra is above the royal family is correct. The people of Tantra are not just monks who eat fast food and recite Buddhism, but a group of people who represent the highest combat power of Mongolia. If these people want to fight against the current Mongolian Khan If there is any idea, no one can resist it, but they don't need to seek the position of Khan at all, because their overall status has always been higher than that of Khan.

After knocking over a few more salted fishes that were only about the fourth or fifth floor of the Dragon Elephant Prajna, Chen Ziang finally came to the innermost room of the Little Palace. The tiles on the ground were all paved with gold and silver, and the luxury was evident. One spot.

Chen Zi'ang kicked the door, and saw an old monk with white hair and a skeleton-like figure taking off his robe, and the unconscious little dragon girl was lying on the bed.

"Bah, even at this age, you still have evil thoughts, you're just a demon monk!" Li Mochou pouted, but he didn't know that the "skeleton" laughed instead.

"Hey, hey, didn't the trash outside stop you? Today just happened to send another one to the door." The old monk's eyes wandered above Li Mochou's tall figure, indescribably wretched.

Chen Zi'ang first looked at the little dragon girl on the bed when she entered the door. Fortunately, she was still wearing a white dress, but her eyes were tightly closed, apparently due to some drugs that caused her to fall asleep.

"You wicked demon monk is the sutra sect master? Why didn't I see you in the last war, otherwise I would be quiet if I just killed you." Chen Ziang said pretending to be frivolous, but his eyes were quietly looking at the tantric sect master.

He hunched his back, and the ribs under his armpits were very distinct, which looked scary. His exposed skin was also covered with dense age spots, and his hair had long since fallen out, leaving only his bald brain.

But Chen Ziang would not underestimate him. In martial arts, the strength of a person is not determined by having more flesh and less flesh, or whether he is strong or not. That is the way to judge ordinary people, while the strength of a martial artist is judged by internal strength.

Chen Zi'ang felt that this demon monk's internal strength was not under Zhou Botong's!
"Hehe, you are the victorious Central Plains people called by those foolish people, right?" The demon monk smiled, and the wrinkles on his face were like a blooming chrysanthemum, which made people feel disgusted.

"Yeah, if you call out Lord War God to listen, maybe I will spare your life as soon as my heart softens," Chen Ziang said arrogantly, but he was very cautious in his heart, he just wanted to give this demon monk A feeling that I despised you and then went all out against him.

"If I hadn't been in seclusion and cultivation during that time, how could it be your turn to be vicious on the battlefield?" The demon monk frowned, staring at Chen Ziang with a fierce look in his eyes.

"You mean you can completely crush me?" Chen Zi'ang asked disdainfully.

"Let's show you the real Dragon Elephant Prajna Gong." The demon monk moved very fast in front of Chen Zi'ang and waved his palm towards him. All the power of the dragon elephant was gathered in his palm.

Chen Ziang has been paying attention to this demon monk, and when he moved his footsteps, he also waved a palm, not the eighteen palms of subduing dragons, but the palms of dragon and elephant prajna.

I just want to beat you with the best kung fu of your tantric sect!Repay him in his own way.

The aftermath of the two palms directly shook Li Mochou out. She looked at the two of them in shock. She was considered to be a top player in the martial arts, but she couldn't even bear the Yu Wei when the two were fighting.

The ground beneath the two of them was all torn apart. Chen Ziang frowned tightly, clenching his teeth tightly to prevent himself from retreating, but he still couldn't stand the force and took three steps back.

"Den" "Den" "Den"

Every step on the ground made a loud noise, and several cracks were stepped on the ground. Both of them were shocked by the strength of each other.

"You have reached the No.11 level of the Dragon Elephant Prajna Kung Fu." Chen Ziang said in disbelief. The Dragon Elephant Prajna Kung Fu has a total of thirteen levels, and in The Condor Heroes, Jinlun Fawang, a high-ranking tantric student, only practiced to the tenth level. floor, but this demon monk has reached the No.11 floor.

"When did you steal my esoteric practice [Dragon Elephant Prajna]? You actually won the tenth floor at such a young age?" The demon monk was also shocked by Chen Ziang.

"What I know is not just the dragon and elephant prajna kung fu." Chen Ziang used one Yang Finger, Kongming Fist, Eighteen Palms for Subduing Dragon and Nine Swords of Dugu.

Each trick has to be solved in different ways, but Chen Ziang has been observing how he used the Dragon Elephant Prajna while fighting.

The shock in the demon monk's heart is indescribable, each of these is a supreme divine art, and it takes a lifetime for ordinary people to figure out one of them, but this person is familiar with every kind of skill. The Nine Swords of Dugu has reached the pinnacle of excellence.

He is so scary!

"Come and try my trick." Chen Ziang gathered the inner strength mixed with the power of shadows in his palm, and with a deep roar of the giant dragon, a black giant dragon slammed into the demon monk.

The demon monk stretched out his hand to block, but due to his hasty luck, he was directly dispersed by the giant dragon and all hit his chest.

The demon monk puffed out his mouth to prevent the blood from spitting out, and this vomit completely defeated him in terms of momentum.

However, how could he endure the turbulent blood in his heart? A blood mist sprayed on the ground in front of him, and it seemed that most of his strength had been taken away at this moment.

Chen Zi'ang had been prepared to avoid it, or he would have been spit out blood by this demon monk.

Li Mochou can be sure that this is the most exciting fight she has ever seen. She wanted to help but found that she couldn't help, so she could only be a silent bystander.

The masters are between the electric, the light and the flint, and if one wrong step is made, the whole game will be lost.

"I lost," the old man said decadently, his eyes dimmed.

"Do it yourself," Chen Ziang said flatly.

The demon monk gave Chen Ziang a complicated look, raised his hands and was about to pat his forehead, but suddenly his feet moved to the side of the bed and patted the sleeping little dragon girl.

Good luck!Chen Zi'ang did not let up from the beginning to the end, and kept staring at the demon monk. The moment he reacted, he came to the bed at the same time, and cut off half of his arm with a sword.

Immediately afterwards, a palm slapped him on the body and slapped it into the wall. The demon monk's terrifying ribs were all broken, and some of them pierced through the bare flesh, which was not thick, and were exposed in the air.

As he closed his eyes in complete despair, he never thought that one day he would die at the hands of a young man.

At this moment, Chen Ziang's luck was all on his arm, and the sound of dragon roaring and elephant roaring came from the room, and then his pair of iron fists hit the demon monk's head, denting his skull.

"The dragon and elephant prajna that died in your tantric sect can be considered complete," Chen Ziang said coldly.

Demon monk, the highest practitioner of the dragon and elephant prajna in the world, die!
(End of this chapter)