Holy Bone

Chapter 190 Three Yang Fires!Three flowers gathered!
Facing Jin'an's dominance, Monk Chanyuan regarded it as a great shame and humiliation.

Now his mouth and nose are still in severe pain.

Every time he thought of the scene where he was hit in the face by Jin An's head hammer just now, he would be mad with hatred.

I wish I could kill Jin An immediately.

He has always been strong and used to being self-confident. Even the eminent monks of Zhenguo Temple can't kill him. He is confident that he is invincible among his peers and does not allow his life to be stained. So Jin An wanted to kill him, so why didn't he want to kill Jin An himself? Taoist priest.

The other monks of the Bailong Temple around the ruins retreated again and again after Monk Chan Yuan shot and killed several old monks who tried to stop them, not daring to approach the two people in the ruins at all.

Both of these are madmen.

One is a mad monk.

One is crazy.

They were all afraid that they would become the dead souls of Monk Chanyuan's subordinates, and they all knew that they were no match for Monk Chanyuan, and being able to beat Monk Chanyuan and beat Jin'an from the very beginning made them feel even more shocking.

After all, no one knows whether this abrupt Taoist priest who suddenly appeared in the monastery is an enemy or a friend to them.

I'm afraid of meeting another murderer.

"It's not certain who will kill who!"

"If it wasn't you who attacked me just now, how dare you be worthy of being compared with me?"

"If I don't kill you today, I won't be able to get rid of the hatred in my heart!"

Monk Chanyuan spat blood on the ground, his eyes showed murderous intent, kill!

Monk Chanyuan performed Shakyamuni's fist seal in his hands, forming Shakyamuni's big mudra with his hands, the golden light surged, and the Buddha's power filled the surroundings.

"Good time! It just so happens that I don't like you too, regardless of whether you are the Eight-faced Buddha or the Nine-faced Buddha... Come on, let's have a good fight!"

Jin An was fearless. He was blasted into the ruins, and his body surface was red. The red color was hot, hot and high temperature. Wherever people passed, the moisture in the air evaporated and dispersed, just like swallowing clouds. , shrouded in mist, like a true Taoist priest who is an expert in the world.

Red blood!
42 floors!

Boom!
Boom!
The two of them have a majestic golden light on their fists, and a red scorching wave on their fists. These two are monks practicing in the flesh, like two giant beasts rampaging on the ruins of the five finger marks. When it landed, the ruins under its feet were cracked inch by inch, and the sky was full of smoke and dust, leaving footprints in deep pits where the footprints passed.

Boom!

There was a shocking explosion, and the moment the two fists collided, the ground under the feet of Monk Chan Yuan and Jin An shook violently, cracked, and then two earth dragons bulged into the sky, and then exploded in all directions, forming a turbulent vast expanse tens of feet wide. Earth shock wave.

what!what!
The monks of Bailong Temple who had gathered around cautiously were hit by the shock wave of earth and rocks, and ran away with their heads in their arms.

While running away with his head in his arms, he was so frightened that he set off a huge wave.

They thought it was safe enough to stand ten feet away.

Unexpectedly, the aftermath of the battle between the two would spread tens of feet away. Is this still human power!Shocking!

These two are fierce men who have reached the pinnacle of kung fu!

This time they dodged a full thirty feet away, they couldn't help being curious about who was the number one in this battle, and they turned back to watch the result of the fight.

In the ruins, Jin An and Monk Chan Yuan retreated separately, and no one could do anything to the other. The full force of the frontal collision just now made both of them feel numb.

The two don't talk nonsense.

boom!
Shocking earth and rocks rushed up from the ground under his feet, and the figure shot out like cold electricity, bang!boom!boom!

boom!boom!boom!boom!boom!
In the ruins, smoke and dust billowed into the sky, a figure surging with golden light, and a figure wrapped in red mist kept colliding back and forth, separated, collided again, and separated again... Neither of them dodged to dodge, but they collided head-on.

No one could clearly see the shooting scene of the two people who were moving so fast.

I can only see that every time there is a collision, a huge force penetrates into the ground to unload the force, and a big hole will be blown out in the ground under the two people's feet.

The two attacked each other and gave up defense. They faced each other face-to-face with their fists. In just a few breaths, hundreds of punches were blasted out like a hurricane, and hundreds of pits were collapsed in the ruins of the five fingerprints.

Scary enough to make one's scalp tingle.

The battle in the arena was horrifying and shocking. Hundreds of punches fought head-to-head in a short period of time, causing all the bricks, stones and rubble in the ruins to fly into the air, and immediately collided with each other and strangled them into pieces, forming a storm, spinning over the ruins, and the sky full of smoke and dust formed Circling clouds.

Afterwards, outsiders could no longer see the figures of the two people gradually. They could only dimly see the golden light and the red light colliding back and forth at extremely fast speed in the cloud of smoke and dust.

Every collision, the sound is like a thunderbolt explosion, deafening.

At this time, Jin'an's tiger's mouth was numb with severe pain, his finger bones were cracked, the muscles on his fist were torn, and blood dripped into the air.

Although he has the Zang Qi from the Temple of the Five Viscera Immortals, heals his wounds all the time, and he has the Six Ding Liujia Talisman, which keeps his body warm and energetic all the time, but because of the fierce battle, he is forced to fight head-on in a few breaths. With hundreds of punches, the healing of injuries has been unable to keep up with the continuous appearance of new injuries on the fists.

But not only did he have no fear, but he became more and more courageous as he fought, and he was brave and strong.

The honed fighting spirit in his eyes became more and more determined, and his eyes were burning with energy, becoming grand like a sun god.

This is Jin An's intention to take advantage of Monk Chanyuan, a rare and powerful opponent, to constantly hone his fighting spirit, hone his boxing skills, body skills, and self-cultivation.

In the past few months, his cultivation base has improved too fast, and he only works behind closed doors, but lacks the training of martial arts will. He needs to hone his own boxing and martial arts intentions. .

With the training of boxing intention and martial arts will, Jin'an Vietnam War became more and more hearty. I felt that the blood in the whole body was boiling, the Qi and blood were flowing, the Qi of the five internal organs and six lungs were flowing, and the thoughts were flowing. ...

When the blood boiled to the extreme...

boom!
A flame ignited on Jin An's left shoulder.

that fire.

It is the fire of the world.

Adhering to the unyielding Yang Nian of the world.

At this moment, the aura of the Yang God on the Six Ding Liujia Talisman in Jin An's arms became more and more intense.

The scorching sun in Jin An's eyes, like a sun god, became even brighter.

boom!
Another flame ignited on Jin An's right shoulder.

Boom!

The third sun fire above his head was also lit.

Humans have three yang fires, and these three yang fires are the condensed human qi and blood and a person's upright spirit, energy and spirit, so everyone has three yang fires, it's just the difference between which is stronger and which is weaker.

For the strong, ghosts and gods cannot get close.

Before the ghosts and gods have even approached a hundred steps, they already feel like a furnace is burning close to their bodies, and they are killing themselves.

The weak, in a trance, frail and sickly, are prone to evil spirits.

Practicing martial arts, igniting his own three yang fires, the three yang fires embody reality and reflect in the void. Jin An is tempering his own will, and his strength has broken through again!Martial arts cultivation has advanced to a more mysterious and profound realm, and he is one step closer to the Yangshen Dao.

In Taoism, it is said that people have three yang fires.

In Taoism, there are also Taoist martial arts, the myths and legends of the Great Emperor Zhenwu breaking the void.

Jin An has gradually acquired the artistic conception of using martial arts to enter Taoism. He has gradually touched the "Tao" that Emperor Zhenwu once walked through!
At this time, Monk Chanyuan's hand injuries were not much better than Jin An's. There were countless cracks in the bones of his arms, his muscles were torn open, and his arms were dripping with blood.

But Monk Chanyuan discovered a fact that he could not accept.

The young Taoist priest in front of him is actually using him to hone his will in the life and death situation of fighting to the death. This discovery immediately made him furious.

He is furious!

"How dare you underestimate me!"

"How dare you use my hands to hone your martial arts will at this time!"

"what!"

Monk Chanyuan roared angrily, sand and rocks flew from the ruins of the Five Fingerprints, and the sound waves kept exploding. Even the monks of Bailong Temple, who were thirty feet away, all retreated again and again holding their stinging eardrums.

Their eardrums were damaged and blood flowed out.

There are quite a few monks with low cultivation bases, unable to resist the sound wave filling their ears with true energy, and were directly deafened by the eardrum perforation. For a moment, they screamed again and again.

This is Shakya Lion Roar Kung Fu!
People thirty feet away were deafened.

As for Jin'an, who was close at hand, the injury suffered was even more conceivable. Jin'an's qi and blood were shaking, as if the river was overturned, and the meridians, qi, blood, and true qi were disordered.

He immediately moved the viscera to suppress the internal organs.

Dirty qi is like a general.

Sitting in the center.

Stabilize the surging qi and blood and true qi in the body.

The seventh floor of "Black Mountain Kungfu"!Buddha!
Stupa is the integration of the first six layers of "Black Mountain Kungfu" to form a leak-free body, which further enhances the power of fire poison inner qi, gas mask, hard skin membrane, washing marrow and cutting sutras, and invulnerability to hundreds of poisons.

The sonic attack of Sakyamuni Lion's Roar Kungfu was like circles of sharp blades, cutting on Jin'an's body surface.

Jin An actually voluntarily gave up the black shirt's air mask, and wanted to use the sonic attack of the lion's roar to hone his own horizontal martial arts.

Clang!Clang!Clang...

Like the sound of swords, guns, swords and halberds colliding, the black shirt formed by the internal fire and poison on Jin An's body kept vibrating and rippling, getting thinner and thinner.

Boo!
The air mask of the black shirt was broken.

puff!puff!puff……

Yinbo continued to cut Jin An's body, leaving small wounds, but at this time, the lion's roar skill was exhausted, and Jin An was no longer afraid.

Instead, he used this lion's roar to hone his pagoda.

Let the flawless body of the Buddha be honed to be more perfect.

Martial arts practice is not behind closed doors.

Practicing martial arts is to hone one's vast will, make the body stronger and the mind stronger.

"You humiliate me again and again! You are courting death!"

"I must beat you to pieces today! Only then can I relieve my hatred!"

Monk Chanyuan is so conceited, he dares to ignore Master Huizhen, in his eyes, so what about the eminent monks from Zhenguo Temple, all these are just stepping stones on his way to becoming a strong man .

His arrogance and self-confidence made him feel that he was talented among his peers, but today he was beaten again and again at the hands of this bull-nosed little Taoist priest in front of him.

It made him furious.

At this moment, Monk Chanyuan had a pair of angry eyes, his canthus were about to burst, and there was boundless murderous intent in his eyes.

He had an astonishing killing intent towards Jin An.

"I am the Three Lotus Buddha Heart!"

"I am destined to rise in the coming world of great struggle!"

"How could it be defeated by a bull-nosed Taoist priest who came out of nowhere!"

"Three lotus Buddha heart! Three lotus anger! Three body Buddha!"

There is a saying in Buddhism about the three-kaya Buddha. The Buddha has three kayas, which are the Dharmakaya, the Sambakaya, and the Incarnation.

At this moment, Monk Chanyuan bit the tip of his tongue, spat out three mouthfuls of blood from his heart, and then formed Shakyamuni's mudra with his hands.

The faster the handprints are formed.

The golden flames on his body became more and more vast and turbulent.

Gorgeous like divine light shining, golden light.

At this moment, the blood, dirt, and dust on his body surface were all brushed off by a layer of golden paint. The golden paint was not real gold paint, but drops of golden blood flowing out of his pores.

That golden blood coated Monk Chan Yuan with a layer of gold.

It seems to have become a golden body of Arhat.

Just like the Arhats of the Buddha Kingdom come to the world in person, the energy is soaring, the Buddha's power is vast, like the bright and vast golden river undulating, the breath is amazing, and it is deduced to the peak.

This young monk with a gold-plated body is even more astonishing in his golden light.

He is full of Buddha power, Dharma, and Zen, magnificent, mighty, and the heart of the Three Lotus Buddha, that is, his aura has skyrocketed several times.

Monk Chanyuan really went crazy this time.

He did not hesitate to burn his own blood and life, but also personally beheaded Jin'an, a Taoist priest, in Bailong Temple today.

But Jin'an was not afraid of Monk Chanyuan at all at this time.

He has just made great progress in cultivation, not to mention that he hasn't played all his cards before, so his eyes are boiling with fighting spirit, and his body is boiling with fighting spirit, boom!Boom!Boom!
The earth trembled, and he cast his elephant demon legs. His legs blasted the ground all the way, and earth and rocks flew into the sky. He stepped out ten steps away, and his aura became higher and higher, like an ancient wild elephant going crazy, and there was a sky-shattering turmoil behind him. of soot.

"Let me see if your Sanlian Buddha's heart is stronger than my fist!"

"bring it on!"

"A fight to the death at the last moment!"

Jin'an's fighting spirit boiled over.

He took the three Yanghuo of Taoism and confronted Sakyamuni Buddha head-on.

With every gesture of hand and foot, qi and blood are surging, and yang energy is surging.

The pores are open to swallow the heaven, earth, and yang, using the sky and the earth as an oven, absorbing the vast fire energy of the east sun above the head, and using the yang energy on the shoulders and the top of the head as a dye, which burns more and more vigorously.

His eyes are like cold electricity, bursting out with the divine light of Yang Nian, and the cold electricity in the pupil is wandering, agitating, and piercing the black pupils, as if they are not black pupils, but turned into a thunder pool, with the divine light of Yang God, There is also Lei Chi, the leader of the heaven and earth Fa-rectification.

Rumble!
He strides forward with great strides, never retreats in a battle, fights to the death, leaves no way out, the road of martial arts is to advance bravely, go upstream, with a brave heart that splits the road of life and death.

Tiger Crash Fist!
Boom!

Click!

When the fist marks collided, when Jin An pushed his strength to the peak and punched out, the air on his arm exploded, hitting a sonic boom, and at the same time he hit the sonic boom, there was a thunderbolt wrapped around a ring of fire and an electric ring. , like a demon god, with a terrifying momentum like Mount Tai pressing down on the top.

The two figures collided fiercely like two mountain peaks, bang!

Fist collided.

Suddenly!

Monk Chanyuan sensed something was wrong, but it was too late, lightning pierced through the skin of his fist into his flesh and blood, scorched his skin black, and made his arm numb.

Although his physical strength is not afraid of this lightning high temperature.

As long as it takes a moment, his current three-body Buddha's strength is fully activated, and he can naturally recover immediately.

However, following the moment when his arm was numb, an inch of strength followed, with an unprecedented burst of madness and boiling aura, piercing through the skin of his fist and viciously penetrating into his arm, shoulder blade, and even his chest cavity. Inside the internal organs!

Hu Beng Fist!Inch!

"Blood Knife Sutra"!Qian Yan!

This was the first time Jin An used Qianyan. He burned one-third of his energy and blood in an instant, in exchange for an explosive power that was more violent and domineering than Chixue Jin.

Click!It was the sound of broken bones.

"Ah! I don't want to..."

With a roar, Monk Chanyuan's right arm was broken by an inch of strength, and he fell to the ground. At the same time, he was hit hard and flew out.

But he had a broken arm, and before his unbalanced body flew far, Yunhe held his hand, and Jin An, who was full of fighting spirit at the moment, grabbed his ankle and dragged him back in midair.

boom!
The person was caught by Jin An's leg and fell heavily into the ruins. The smoke and dust flew into the sky, and a deep pit was directly smashed out.

boom!Click!

Like magic legs!
Monk Chan Yuan's chest was trampled and collapsed. His internal organs were injured by Cun Jin and Qian Yan, but finally he could no longer bear the injuries on his body, and the three hearts that were forced to burn and burst out were trampled by Jin An's foot. The heart exploded, and the person was like a rag that was trampled on. After coughing up a few heart fragments, he died of exhaustion.

puff!
The light of the knife flashed, and a human head fell to the ground. The head that was unwilling to die, just rolled down in front of the Qing Fan Hall.

Monk Chanyuan was put to death in front of the corpse of Master Shanneng!

(End of this chapter)