The strongest boss in the sky

Chapter 41: Tathagata's Palm
Murong Fu looked at Mo Chen's sword intent soaring into the sky, with a faint smile on his face, and said softly: "The poor monk had an adventure in his early years, and he obtained the supreme knowledge of the three styles of Buddhism, and I invite the priest to taste it."

Tathagata Divine Palm and Heavenly Buddha came to the world!

Murong Fu closed his eyes slightly, and sat cross-legged in the void.He held the Dharma seal in his hands, and countless Buddha lights rose from his body, like the scorching sun falling into the world, emitting endless golden light.

The golden light of the Buddha converged, forming a ten-foot Buddha behind him!

The Buddha was lifelike, exuding a majestic power like a great sun, which made people dare not look directly at him.The Buddha opened his bright golden eyes, stared at Mo Chen below calmly, and slowly stretched out his huge palm like a door panel.

The huge golden Buddha's palm pressed down, as if Mount Tai was pressing down on the top. Before it fell on everyone, the terrible strong wind had already sunk the ground an inch deep.On the hard mountain road, a palm print about two feet in size was formed.

Mo Chen looked at the Buddha, the corners of his eyes twitched slightly.

This is definitely not the martial art of the Condor World, at least in the series of Jin Yong's world, there has never been such a terrifying martial art.

What exactly did Murong Fu go through back then, and why did he acquire a terrifying secret knowledge that is not from this world?
Mo Chen was puzzled, but not worried at all.He pointed at the sword and cut at the Buddha who seemed to be crushed by Mount Tai.

A ten zhang sword intent manifested out of thin air in the sky, like a sharp divine soldier descending from the sky, slashing towards the huge golden body of Buddha.

Murong Fu's expression was calm, and he lifted his huge Buddha's palm upwards, intending to directly collide with Mo Chen's sword intent.

"Clang!"

The two collided in mid-air, making a huge metal impact sound, the terrifying energy was like a missile exploding, forming an obvious shock wave.

The shock wave was like a tsunami sweeping across, shooting away in all directions!

The terrifying energy tore through the air, leaving ravines as deep as Zhang Xu on the ground.

The hard rock, under the impact of scattered energy, is like butter cut by a hot knife, and it is easily cut, which makes people unbelievable.

Murong Fu looked at the terrifying power coming from the impact, the Buddha's golden body behind him was full of divine light, forming a golden bell like a hill, enveloping the monks of Shaolin Temple.

Under the impact of energy, the admiralty roared bursts.

Opposite him, Mo Chen waved his long sleeve lightly, and a gust of wind stood in front of everyone, turning into a spinning Tai Chi diagram, pushing the terrifying shock wave to the sky.

All of a sudden, a huge tornado rose out of nowhere at the foot of Shaoshi Mountain, and it took several minutes for the sky-high tornado to subside completely.

Mo Chen exhaled lightly, and looked at Mo Rongfu with a little more caution.

Although Mo Rongfu's skill is slightly inferior to his own, his martial arts moves are too strong.

The tall Buddha golden body can be said to have surpassed the scope of ordinary martial arts, comparable to the supernatural powers he has obtained.If he were to fight alone with Dugu's martial arts, Mo Chen really didn't have full confidence in defeating Murong Fu.

Of course, he would never give Murong Fu a chance to win!

Mo Chen's eyes were deep, and he said in a deep voice: "The warm-up activities are over, this place is not suitable for us to continue fighting, let's go to the sky!"

Murong Fu nodded slightly, his eyes were full of joy and excitement.

Since he acquired the three-style magic power, he has studied hard for more than 100 years.

After more than 100 years of comprehension, Murong Fu has only comprehended two of them. As for the third form of magical skills, he has never been able to enter it.He intends to find someone to discuss, to see if he can find a new breakthrough point.But sadly found that there is no one in the world who can talk to me anymore!

For this reason, he deliberately cultivated Dugu Qiubai, who is also a descendant of Xianbei, but the other party embarked on a different path.

Murong Fu came back to his senses and said, "Okay."

The two looked at each other, and amidst everyone's horrified expressions, they flew towards the sky by the wind.

In the blink of an eye, the figures of the two had disappeared into the sky. Even those with the best eyesight could only vaguely see two black spots the size of walnuts.

"This, did it really fly into the sky?"

Everyone looked pale, their eyes flickered in disbelief, and they whispered in a low voice.

They were not optimistic about Mo Chen before, after all, the age difference between the two was too great, Murong Fu's age was several times more than Mo Chen's age.

But after the so-called warm-up by the two of them, as well as the godlike method of controlling the wind out of thin air, everyone really felt what an evildoer is!

We are all human beings, what were we doing when I was in my 20s?

Everyone looked at the foot of Shaoshi Mountain, the ground that seemed to have experienced a natural disaster, everyone was in a state of disbelief, and their faces were full of lamentation.Why, there is always a feeling of living on a dog?

"Huang Laoxie, do you think we have really lived on dogs all these years?" In an inconspicuous corner of the crowd, an old beggar dressed in tatters looked sideways at the well-dressed man beside him, with a serious expression on his face. The elegant and extraordinary old man sighed helplessly.

Huang Yaoshi narrowed his eyes slightly, glanced at Hong Qigong who was full of lamentation, nodded and said, "You did live on a dog."

Hong Qigong sighed first, then his face froze, he glared at Huang Laoxie angrily, blew his beard and stared at him angrily, and snorted, "Huang Laoxie, you turned a corner and scolded me!"

Huang Laoxie's expression remained unchanged, and he said calmly, "Didn't you ask this yourself?"

"Me!" Hong Qigong was at a loss for words for a while, but he didn't know how to refute.

Shaoshi Mountain, 1000 meters above.

Mo Chen relied on his emptiness to control the wind, and the five qi behind him were dense, like a wheel of gods that rotated endlessly, exuding a gorgeous brilliance.Murong Fu's monk's robe was slightly rippling, and his whole body was shrouded in dense golden Buddha light, which looked like a round of bright sun.

The two looked at each other in silence for a moment.

Murong Fu clasped his hands together and said in a deep voice: "Be careful, the Poor Monk's Tathagata palm is stronger than the other. The palm just now is just the weakest one."

Buddha's Palm!

Mo Chen narrowed his eyes slightly, with a look of emotion on his face.

He can be sure that there is absolutely no Tathagata Palm in Jin Yong's world.So the question is, where did Murong Fu get the Tathagata palm?

"The Tathagata God's Palm, I've never heard of it!" Mo Chen said with a strange color in his eyes.

Murong Fu looked calm, and replied: "The Buddha said, the Buddha's land produces five-color stems, one flower, one world, one leaf, one Tathagata. Although the donor has a high level of cultivation, he can't transcend the world like the Buddha, so he can't see the Hengsha world. !"

Mo Chen narrowed his eyes, feeling more and more surprised.

What Murong Fu meant obviously meant that he knew some things outside the world, at least he already had the awareness of this aspect.But is it because of his advanced cultivation, he vaguely comprehended the Shattered Void, or was there an accident that he didn't know about?

Mo Chen was puzzled, let out a light breath, and said in a deep voice: "The great monk is not a poor man, how can he know that the poor man does not know things outside the world. Don't talk nonsense anymore, let the poor man take a look at the teachings of the supreme martial art of Buddhism. Power."

Although Mo Chen was puzzled, he wasn't afraid at all.

Compared to worrying, he was more interested in where Murong Fu got the Tathagata palm.

(End of this chapter)