And the reason why He Xie's internal power will assimilate and absorb the sweeping monk's internal power is a new effect after He Xie's three powers are combined into one, which is compatible with the omnipotent characteristics of Beiming Shengong and Xiaowuxianggong.

The attributes of his inner strength are unique, and it forms a closed loop, as if it were a single world.

No matter what kind of internal power he encounters, the uniqueness of his internal power will immediately break the balance of the opponent's internal power.

Pure yang internal power will be mixed with pure yin by him, pure yin internal power will be sent into pure yang by him, and yin and yang will complement each other, and he will also become yin and yang by him.

In this way, the opponent's internal strength will be assimilated by him, and then absorbed, and the power will naturally increase suddenly.

It was because the Sweeping Monk didn't expect this that he suffered a loss.

And his fingertips were bleeding, not only because of this reason, but also because of the benefits of training.

"Accumulate essence and gather energy, condense form and gather spirit." He Xie couldn't help but praise, "Senior is good at martial arts, good realm!"

The finger of the sweeping monk just now seemed simple, but it was a kind of martial arts similar to drawing the ground into a prison.

When he took a step forward, internal force erupted from the pores all over his body, forming a wall of air in a three-foot radius in front of him, and he pointed it out, not to release, but to inhale.

The three-foot gas wall suddenly collapsed and retracted back to his fingertips. First, he imprisoned He Xie inside, so that no change could occur. Second, the three-foot gas wall was condensed into a single point to resist He Xie. The power of a sword.

That's why He Xie has the illusion that his fingertips are enlarged.

This finger is simply indescribable, if only in terms of mystery and charm, it was undoubtedly the sweeping monk who won.

"This move is my defeat." He Xie said with a frank smile, "If it weren't for the strength of the force and the benefit of the sword, the senior's finger would be enough to retreat me."

After saying that, he suddenly raised his hand, and the sword in his hand suddenly flew out, sinking directly into the stone wall on one side.

He actually abandoned the sword and did not use it.

"You don't have to." The floor sweeper shook his head and said, "The sword is also a part of the donor's martial arts, so it's not an advantage."

"Senior misunderstood." He Xie smiled proudly, "I don't need to abandon the sword, because I have already figured out how to break it."

"Oh?"

The sweeping monk's eyes lit up and smiled happily: "Okay! Good! Good! Then come again!"

"offend!"

He Xiedao snorted, smiled slightly, and suddenly pointed out, which is exactly the same as the move just now, pointing like a sword, containing countless changes.

The sweeping monk wanted to know how He Xie broke the ground he painted into a prison, and he repeated his old tricks.

In an instant, He Xie "entered the urn" again, this gesture has not been exhausted, but the trick has been used.

Seeing that He Xie was about to repeat the same mistakes, at this moment, He Xie suddenly turned his fingers into claws and twisted his wrist sharply.

call…

In an instant, the three-foot air wall that was supposed to be sucked back to the fingertips by the floor sweeping monk suddenly turned its direction and was attracted by He Xie in the palm of his hand, forming a luminous ball.

"Capturing the Dragon!" The sweeping monk's eyes brightened, and he exclaimed in his heart!

He did not expect that He Xie would actually use this method to break his painting ground as a prison, but before he could react, He Xie suddenly reversed his wrist and slapped the ball of light on the head of the sweeping monk!

The floor-sweeping monk was short, put his hands and fingers together, raised them above his head, and used the simplest form of a boy to worship Buddha.

He Xie's palm reached the head of the sweeping monk, but was imprisoned by the sweeping monk one foot away again. The light ball in the palm of his hand turned in an instant, and it turned bigger and bigger, and there was a sign of being out of He Xie's control.

With the other hand, He Xie sprang out from the armpit of his right hand as if he was wearing flowers and picking leaves.

As soon as the sweeper retreated, He Xie was forced to move forward with the ball of light in an instant. He turned around, freed one hand, and slapped He Xie's lower abdomen without looking back.

He Xie secretly said a wonderful sound, and suddenly his feet flew into the air, letting his palm hit the air, and the same palm hit the floor sweeper's left shoulder from top to bottom.

The sweeping monk was flexible, turned again, and jumped up, pulling He Xie up with him.

You come to me on both sides, and you have taken more than 30 moves in an instant!

But the strange thing is that the two sides only saw each other's moves, and they never confronted each other head-on, so it seemed that the fight was fierce and fierce, but from beginning to end, the two of them never even touched the corner of each other's clothes.

But if you talk about the dangers, it is the battle of He Xie's life that is unique.

He only needs to be hit by the sweeper, and although it won't kill him, he will immediately be seized by the sweeper.

In the battle of masters, but in the front line, the outcome is often only one blow.

Once the sweeping monk gains power, He Xie is sure that the other party will never give him another chance to turn defeat into victory!

What's even more bizarre is that the two of them only attacked with one hand, while the other hand was stubbornly merging against the inner force.

Needless to say, the two people's movement skills are very delicate. When they jumped more than three feet high, the two gradually shifted to the edge of the cliff in mid-air, but the movements in their hands never stopped.

On the other hand, Qiao Feng and Wu Changfeng were only dazzled and terrified!

Wu Changfeng was fine, just because he only thought it was powerful, no matter which move the two sides made, he would be dead.

But Qiao Feng knew the intentions and situation of both sides very well. At this moment, he was so nervous that his forehead was sweating, and his heart was pounding to his throat!

This is absolutely unprecedented. In the past, Qiao Feng would never be so nervous even if he was in danger of dying.

But the first two people right now, the martial arts realm is higher than him, the two are mysterious and dangerous, and they seem to be at ease, but they are actually walking on the edge of the cliff. It made Qiao Feng feel the extreme depression of listening to thunder in a silent place.

He thought to himself, if he were to change himself, no matter which one of the two sides he fought against, he would have lost a long time ago!

Of course, if it was a life-and-death struggle, Qiao Feng still had some confidence.

Learning from each other and fighting between life and death are two completely different things.

In the blink of an eye, there were more than ten moves, but the two sides were still partially competing. As for the real balloon that the two were fighting for, it had grown from the size of a pigeon egg to the size of a child's head!

It is worth mentioning that the two sides have been fighting so far, and it has always been the internal force of the sweeper~lightnovelpub.net~, but He Xie's internal force has always been contained and not exposed, not outside the body.

Therefore, the real balloons in the palms of the two were actually formed by the inner strength of the sweeping monk.

Obviously, He Xie knew very well that his internal strength of yin and yang was very cheap, so he deliberately limited it.

But this does not mean that He Xie is superior, because if he is self-defeating, he will only laugh at him.

At this moment in mid-air, the two of them had already hit the cliff on the opposite bank, and they were both clinging to the cliff and scurrying away, the moves in their hands were still more and more urgent.

Wherever the two of them passed, the rocks fell one after another, and the movement was startling.

At this point, more than 70 moves had passed, and He Xie knew that if he went on like this, let alone a hundred moves, even a thousand moves would be indistinguishable.

The Sweeping Monk is definitely the enemy with the highest level and the most arbitrary moves he has ever seen.

Can't go on like this!

Please remember this book's first domain name: . 4 novel network mobile version reading website: