Journey to the West Digong: People are chatting in the group, all worlds are my believers

What does this mean?

The strength of the old man in front of them was beyond their imagination.

"However, little benefactor Murong Fu...you have reached the realm of a land god at such a young age. You are old and not talented, and you are also nearly a hundred years old, so you have entered this realm. I don't know, little benefactor Murong Fu, how did you practice martial arts? ? Can you tell me one or two?"

The sweeping monk was talking to himself, and while he was talking, he suddenly looked at Murong Fu, and an inexplicable look burst out in his old eyes.

There seemed to be an emotion called longing brewing in his eyes.

Earth fairy?

The crowd was shocked.

According to legend, the realm of land gods is the supreme realm of warriors.

Even if it is the Shaolin Temple, which is known as "the world's martial arts come from Shaolin", for so many years, it has only produced a proven land god like Patriarch Bodhidharma.

And now, within a day, two statues appeared.

According to the meaning in the words of the mysterious sweeping monk, not only Murong Fu has stepped into the land fairy realm, but the sweeping monk himself has already reached this realm.

Murong Fu smiled slightly when he heard the words of the sweeping monk.

He could hear it...

I was able to reach this level at a young age.

This point made the sweeping monk quite interested.

After all, the sweeping monk has been indifferent to fame and wealth in his life, but has the ultimate pursuit of martial arts.

Originally, the monk Esau's martial arts attainments were already at the top, and he could see all the mountains at a glance.

For other matters of martial arts, I have no interest in it.

But now, the sweeping monk saw this freak Murong Fu, and his curiosity was instantly ignited.

"Simple! Since you said you should 'persuade' me well, then go ahead and do it. As long as the master can defeat me, I will tell you the secret of my becoming a land god!"

Murong Fu grinned, wanton and arrogant.

"If the poor monk is defeated by you, then the poor monk will recognize you as his teacher, little benefactor Murong, don't despise the poor monk!"

Hearing Murong Fu's words, the sweeping monk hastily interrupted again.

This sweeping monk is old and cunning, and he has plans in mind.

If he wins, Murong Fu tells the sweeping monk the secret of becoming a land god; if he loses, the sweeping monk worships Murong Fu as his teacher, so Murong Fu still wants to teach him the secret?

Thinking of this, Murong Fu smiled.

However, Murong Fu didn't care too much about it.

Ever since he obtained the good fortune of the Supreme Being, Murong Fu has always swept away any opponents, and finally came out a person who could make Murong Fu feel threatened.

Murong Fu didn't want to miss this chance to fight!

"Look at the sword!"

Murong Fu's body suddenly turned into a stream of light, the long sword in his hand, the light of the sword suddenly appeared, like a white rainbow penetrating the sun, if the Milky Way poured out, like a real dragon coming out of an abyss...

Chapter 386 Sweeping Monk, Defeated

Murong Fu's sword moves are incomparably fierce, each sword, under his invincible internal strength, has ninety-nine and 81 kinds of changes.

For a while, it turned into a dragon of sword energy, sweeping everything.

Go towards the sweeping monk.

The sweeping monk saw this scene, his pupils dilated slightly.

Faced with such a terrifying sword move, even the sweeping monk couldn't help being shocked.

The floor-sweeping monk jumped out, and the inner strength in his body was circulating, which turned out to be Shaolin Temple's little non-phase kung fu.

Under the operation of the small non-phase kung fu, the inner strength turns into a strong wind, which is independent of the outside body.

In an instant, the strong wind blew up, shattering all the surrounding sword energy.

The internal forces of the two collided with each other, and in just a split second, there was a huge wind and waves around them.

The powerful force is like a mountain torrent erupting, terrifying and unstoppable.

Many people with weak martial arts were blown up by the impact and fled towards the surroundings.

Wang Yuyan didn't have any martial arts blessings at first, but when she was hit by such a wave of air, she exclaimed, feeling that her body could not be controlled by herself, and soared into the air.

Fortunately, Murong Bo, who was standing beside Wang Yuyan, had a bright look in his eyes, and his feet paused.

Stretching out his hand, he grabbed Murong Bo, and transferred the powerful internal force in his body into Wang Yuyan's body, thus avoiding the danger of Wang Yuyan being blown away.

Two strong men in the realm of land gods fought in the air from the ground all the way to the mid-air.

The moves are extremely fierce, and the inner strength is so strong that it has reached the peak state that a warrior can achieve.

The sweeping monk pressed on step by step, first confronted the enemy with his internal energy and small non-phase skills, and then he showed Shaolin 72 unique skills such as flower fingers, prajna palm, and one finger meditation.

There are so many changes, it's wonderful.

Although Murong Fu has attained enlightenment to the Land Immortal Realm, after all, he has not entered this realm for a long time, therefore, his immersion in the Land Immortal Realm is not too deep.

Although Murong Fu has the internal strength of the land god realm, but in terms of moves, he still focuses on the Murong family's swordsmanship and star shifting.

Facing an enemy whose realm is weaker than his own, Murong Fu can easily suppress and kill them.

However, turning around and moving the stars is internal strength, and its effectiveness is greatly reduced in the face of someone stronger than oneself.

The sweeping monk is not affected by it.

After more than a hundred moves, Murong Fu's shortcomings of inexperience began to be revealed without a doubt.

The sweeping monk has practiced martial arts for a hundred years, and his understanding of martial arts has already reached the peak.

With a strong shot, Murong Fu gradually began to fall into the disadvantaged.

Murong Fu's eyes were full of anger, and the sword technique in his hand gradually began to lose its size.

The more restless the mind, the more flawed the moves are, and the sweeping monk is originally the supreme power in martial arts, and he seized the opportunity to expand his advantages.

"I, Murong Fu, thought that I was invincible in the world thanks to the cultivation bestowed by the Supreme Being of Hongmeng. Unexpectedly, I would be defeated by this old man today!"

The more Murong Fu fought, the more powerless he felt in his heart.

At this moment, Murong Fu's first thought was not to regret the failure, but to feel sorry for the Supreme Master Hongmeng.

"It's a pity! The young master is inexperienced, after all, he is no match for this old man!"

The four great ministers shook their heads and sighed, and said with a little regret.

Xiao Yuanshan let out a long breath.

From Xiao Yuanshan's point of view, there is finally one person in this world who can subdue Murong Fu.

For Xiao Yuanshan, this is a good thing.

Sweeping Monk's self-confidence is also bursting from the battle until now, and for Sweeping Monk, as long as he can defeat Murong Fu, he will be able to gain insight into the secret of Murong Fu's strength.

You know, Murong Fu is only 30 years old now, but his strength is so powerful that he can sweep the entire Central Plains martial arts.

Sweeping Monk has a thorough mind and unparalleled wisdom. He knows in his heart that if he can gain insight into Murong Fu's secret, then in the future, Sweeping Seng will make great strides forward and create greater glories.

"Lord Hongmeng Supreme, I'm sorry! I'm useless!"

Murong Fu was pointed by the floor sweeping monk, directly on the heart orifice, and suddenly felt that the blood in the whole body was not flowing smoothly, and his breathing began to be a little short.

The body kept retreating, and the despair in his eyes became even more intense.

Lin Xuan, whose consciousness was suspended in mid-air, sensed what was going on in Murong Fu's mind, and couldn't help shaking his head secretly.

"I only bestowed Murong Fu with internal strength to reach the realm of a land immortal, but in terms of moves, he is far from reaching this level."

"The sweeping monk is indeed the ceiling of the Tianlong world. Not only can he compete with Murong Fu in terms of internal strength, but he can even beat Murong Fu in terms of moves!"

Lin Xuan thought secretly in his heart.

Lin Xuan naturally respected the sweeping monk very much.

However, Murong Fu is his disciple after all.

Only the martial arts that help Murong Fu sweep the entire Tianlong world can help Lin Xuan gain more faith.

Lin Xuan was well aware of this.

Thinking of this, Lin Xuan smiled slightly, then sighed in his heart and said:

"Since you cheated, it's not too bad... Let me, then, bestow you with the supreme swordsmanship!"

Lin Xuan's consciousness condensed and became a mass of kendo will, which broke through the air and fell directly into Murong Fu's body.

At this moment, the sweeping monk is getting tighter and tighter.

The flower finger looks soft, but in fact it is like a torrential river, flowing endlessly.

Break through everything, indestructible.

The sweeping monk's fingers broke through the barrier of Murong Fu's sword energy and came towards Murong Fu's throat.

"Admit defeat! Little benefactor Murong!"

The sweeping monk said.

His eyes were full of desire, as if he had already seen that he had found out Murong Fu's secret, and thus created another glories.

Murong Fu had no choice but to retreat, his face was ugly, but the word "admit defeat" could not be uttered no matter what.

Because, in Murong Fu's heart, he is a believer of Hongmeng Supreme.

As a disciple of the Primordial Master, how could he easily admit defeat?

"boom!"

At this moment, Murong Fu felt a strong will suddenly jump into his body.

The passage of time around seems to have fallen into a stillness in an instant.

"This is... sword intent... this is the good fortune bestowed on me by the Supreme Master of the Primordial Beginning!"

Murong Fu's eyes widened and he understood everything in an instant.

This sword intent that pierced through the sky contained the supreme and infinite sword intent, terrifying and unparalleled.

Let Murong Fu comprehend the way of the sword, jump a thousand miles, and directly enter a mysterious and unpredictable realm.

"Shhhhh!"

The long sword in Murong Fu's hand struck the sky, and the internal power of the land god level in his body, like thunder, swept out from his body continuously, soaring to the sky.

Everyone felt scalp numbness and shortness of breath, and they looked at Murong Fu with horror in their eyes.

The sweeping monk suddenly felt that his fingers could no longer get close to Murong Fuzhou...

what's going on?

The sweeping monk was short of breath, with a dazed face, unbelievable...

Chapter 387 Miracle, Sword Intent

In an instant, sword energy swept across the sky.

Strong sword energy burst out from Murong Fu's body suddenly.

It actually directly evolved into a wide and boundless river.

This is a long river of sword energy.

This river of sword energy is rapidly growing at an unimaginable speed. In just a short moment, it has turned into a river of sword energy several feet wide and hundreds of feet long.

The river water is crystal clear, and even faintly, there is still a bit of verdant green, shining brightly in the sun.

Just by letting people see it, the meaning of unobstructed mind rises in the heart.

Above the river, from time to time, wisps of mist rise up.

It was all formed by the boundless sword intent.