Chapter 133: Master abbot, please advise!

And although the magic wand technique used by Abbot Xuanci was amazing, it was not as difficult to deal with as Xiao Tian used!
"Amitabha Buddha, Xiao Shaoxia is so light," Abbot Xuanci frustrated, without the slightest surprise on his face.
Xiao Feng was carefully taught by Xiao Tian, ​​and now he has entered the innate. If he is defeated by one move, that would be a strange thing!
Xiao Feng didn't answer, the Beiming Zhen Qi in his body quickly agitated, passed the Mingmen point to the Lingtai, and then gathered at Baihui, Shangshenting, flowing through the Taiyin Lung Meridian, and finally gathered in the palms of both palms!
"Ang Roar!"
As Xiao Feng pushed his palms horizontally, there seemed to be dragon roars in the void, and then a fierce palm wind seemed to be able to block the river and the sea, with the force of a thundering force and fiercely pressing toward the abbot Xuanci. !
Kang Long has regrets!
It was originally the most powerful killer move in the Eighteen Palms of the Dragon, but after being integrated into the ten styles of the real dragon, it brought on the fierce and powerful sword power of the profound iron sword technique!
Abbot Xuanci didn't dare to be careless. Xiao Tian had used this trick before when he was fighting the phantom of the martial arts golden core. The nearly invincible phantom of the martial arts golden core was smashed by Xiao Tian's palm!
At the moment Xiao Feng uses this trick, although the power is not the same as when Xiao Tian personally used it, but it is also impressive!
Abbot Xuanci took a sharp breath, like a long whale sucking water, as if he was trying to pump out the surrounding air.
Then he opened his mouth and shouted angrily--
"Om!"
The strong sound waves swept across the ring, like a thunder, making everyone below the ring have to use their internal force to protect their ears!
Xiao Feng's majestic palm was swept by the sound waves, as if hitting a huge mountain.
Even if Xiao Feng's palm was unbelievably strong, it was eventually cancelled out by the sound wave. The final aftermath fell on the abbot Xuanci, and only a few strokes of the monk's robes were allowed.
"Buddhist Lion Roar!" Xiao Tian looked strange in the attic.
According to the urinary nature of Shaolin Temple, even if the Abbot Xuanci is the abbot of Shaolin Temple, he can only learn a few of the 72 stunts at most.
It's not that Shaolin Temple cherishes the broom, but the 72 stunts are vast and profound, and every discipline is not inferior to the first-class kungfu in the world.
Not everyone opened the plug-in like Xiao Tian!
Since the abbot Xuanci took the stage, he has performed the three martial arts of iron cloth shirt, magic wand method, and lion roar, plus his own famous robes, prajna palm, and strong vajra palm. There are already more than many people!
Abbot Xuanci is like this, so what about the first mysterious difficulty in the Bodhidharma Academy whose strength is even higher than him?
From this point of view, Shaolin Temple is indeed the leader of the northern martial arts!
but……
Xiao Tian suddenly showed a narrow smile on his face, looking at Xiao Feng's back, as if expecting something.
"I've heard the name of the Buddhist lion roar for a long time, and I saw it today. It was really extraordinary," Xiao Feng stepped back slightly before turning his eyes to the abbot Xuanci, and said in a deep voice.
"The donor Xiao praised," Abbot Xuanci had a little smile on his face. Xiao Feng was Xiao Tian's disciple. Even he praised Shaolin Temple's martial arts, which is undoubtedly a recognition of Shaolin Temple!
After all, with Xiao Tian's strength and vision, how could the disciple he taught him be inferior?
"At the time when the foster father was bored, he once taught the kid a Buddhism martial arts. The kid wants to ask the master abbot for advice," Xiao Feng looked at the abbot Xuanci and said seriously.
Without waiting for Abbot Xuanci to speak, Xiao Feng took a deep breath, with his left hand lying on his waist and abdomen, and his right hand making a gesture of holding Guanyin's pity to the world...