Zhang Tantang's face turned slightly pale. He looked at Qiu Fangyu, and the sword in his hand trembled slightly, as if he was a little unwilling to accept it, but in the end he sighed softly and said, "Brother Qiu is enviable. He can learn the secret space technique at the believer level. I am ashamed of myself."

Qiu Fangyu put away the stick, and his face changed to a sincere look and said, "Brother Zhang, your sword heart is unprecedented in his past. Being able to beat you today is the secret technique, and it is not martial. I hope that when I see you again in the future, Brother Zhang can make a breakthrough and we will decide the best."

Zhang Tandang nodded silently and turned around and stepped down.

Although the other party was kind, he knew it very well.

The so-called secret techniques are also divided into level levels. The Rising Sky Sword he practiced is also one of the secret techniques in the Sword Pavilion. To practice this kind of sword technique, it also requires extremely high talent, and also a visualized divine object with fire-type attributes.

There are many strong people in Qingzangtian Palace, but it is extremely rare to practice the Rising Tianqiong Sword at the believer level.

However, the Eight-turning Mountain Escape Stick is a secret technique containing the mystery of space. Whether it is the difficulty or power of this secret technique, it is far beyond the reach of ordinary secret techniques.

With one stick, the power of space instantly spread. Some of the dense stick shadows were extremely powerful, and some were powerless, all of which were caused by the secret method of space. Although Zhang Tantang's sword heart was extremely powerful, his power became useless under the guidance of space.

The sound of gold and iron fighting that broke out just now was not just a fierce collision caused by the battle between the two. In fact, most of the power was released by Zhang Tandang. It was just that Qiu Fangyu used the secret space technique to use force to attack Zhang Tandang's forces, which made Zhang Tandang's forces collide with each other.

This weird ability that is extremely strange is indeed not something that Zhang Tantang can solve now.

It was precisely because Yu Fangling saw through this that he immediately gave in.

Wuming smiled and said, "Mr. Yu, I've given up."

Yu Fangling snorted angrily and said, "Master Wuming, why not take action yourself? How about the battle?"

Wu Ming immediately shook his head repeatedly and said, "Mr. Yu, monks are compassionate. Buddhist children are not good at using force with others. Please forgive me." He changed the subject and turned to look at Fu Minghuan. He said, "Mrs. Fang, I wonder who is going to fight?"

Fu Minghua was stunned, and her brows immediately frowned tightly.

Originally, she thought that Qiu Fangyu had only two stars of cultivation. Zhang Tandang would definitely win in this battle. But the result was unexpected. This inconspicuous Qiu Fangyu actually learned the secret space technique, which was truly incredible.

Such talent is really unparalleled.

He glanced at Yu Ziyuan. If this disciple was not injured, he could fight with the power of the Snow Lotus Divine Sword. But...

Seeing Fu Minghuan's gaze, Yu Ziyuan smiled slightly and said, "Master. Let me go."

She moved her lotus steps lightly and was about to take the stage.

However, the two voices sounded at the same time: "No."

Yu Linghe reached out and grabbed her and whispered: "Sister, your injury has not yet been healed, how can you go on stage to fight so rashly?"

Fu Minghuan even said angrily: "Zi Yuan, what do you want to do?"

Yu Ziyuan said calmly: "My injuries have almost healed. They are just a bet and will be solved soon."

Qiu Fangyu's eyes flashed, and there was a hint of anger.

Yu Ziyuan already knows what secret method he is practicing, but he is still unscrupulous. What can be solved soon. It is my master who will beat you soon. Look at me, how could I scream after I beat you, the beauty of iceberg, and then don't blame me for being so hard-working.

Yu Linghe said without hesitation: "No, you are injured, how can you do it?" He paused and said: "I'll fight for you."

He could feel that his sister's injuries were indeed gradually improving, but as long as he had not been completely cured, he would never allow Yu Ziyuan to take action.

Fu Minghuan's eyes lit up and he said, "Okay, you can take action on Ziyuan."

Yu Fangling nodded slowly and no longer objected.

They saw Yu Linghe's strength with their own eyes in the temple. Even Zhang Tandang broke through to the three-color realm under his pressure.

Although he dared not say that he could win the space stick technique with a firm victory, he really couldn't find a more suitable candidate.

However, Wu Ming's eyes suddenly lit up and he said, "This little donor is not a subordinate of the Fang family."

Yu Fangling sneered and said, "Master Wuming, are you afraid?"

Wu Ming laughed and said, "Mr. Yu was joking, but this little donor has a fate with the Buddha, and he will definitely be a disciple of my Buddhist school in the future, so the old monk is unwilling to see their fellow brothers in the same family."

A trace of black air flashed across Yu Linghe's face, and she rolled her eyes at the old monk, and cursed in her heart, this old bald donkey is so shameless, who told you that I am willing to join Buddhism?

Fu Minghuan even said angrily: "Master Wuming, Yu Linghe is the younger disciple's brother. It is natural to participate in the gambling battle instead of the injured sister. Humph, I can guarantee you that Yu Linghe believes in the gods and is shrouded in the light of the gods. He will never worship Buddhism."

In fact, if it is possible, Fu Minghua hopes that Yu Linghe will also join her disciple. Although this wish is unlikely to come true, she understands more clearly that Yu Ziyuan will never enter Buddhism.

Yu Linghe's figure flashed slightly, and he had already jumped onto the ring. He looked at Qiu Fangyu with a smile and said, "Brother Qiu, I will bet on the ring on behalf of my sister to fight you. What do you think?"

Qiu Fangyu shrugged and said indifferently: "Everything is OK, you all want to lose anyway, what's the difference?"

To him, it seems that no one can cause too much fluctuation in his heart, and his indifferent attitude was vividly expressed.

Wu Ming sighed lightly and suddenly said, "Release the fish, the opponent in front of you is a genius who can fight Geng Chu when he is at the lay Buddhist level."

Qiu Fangyu was stunned. The lazy attitude on his body gradually disappeared. He looked at Yu Linghe and said slowly: "Brother Yu, have you fought with Geng Chu?"

Yu Linghe blinked and thought to himself that although the battle with Geng Chu was only a battle between lay people, it had a battle with one person to fight hundreds of cities as the background. Therefore, the significance of this battle was definitely unusual. Although everyone did not expect everyone to know it, when Qiu Fangyu heard the name of Geng Chu, he felt like he had changed someone else. That was a bit strange.

Nodded slightly, Yu Ling said, "No, I've fought with him once." He gently lit the ring under his feet and said, "The place you stand is what Geng Chu once stepped on barefoot."

Qiu Fangyu lowered his head. His eyes gradually became hot, and a faint and sharp evil aura was released from his body bit by bit.

After opening his mouth, Qiu Fangyu smiled and said, "Haha, I thought this trip to the cinema was just a waste of time. But I didn't expect that it would be a real worthwhile trip."

Yu Linghe's eyes flashed and said, "Brother Qiu, do you know Geng Chu?"

Qiu Fangyu sighed, "Geng Chu. If I don't know him, who else will know him?"

As long as you listen to his tone, you will know that the relationship between him and Geng Chu is definitely not a simple understanding relationship.

Qiu Fangyu shook his long stick in his hand slightly and suddenly shouted: "Master, why didn't you tell me earlier?"

Wu Ming said calmly, "I will bring you here for a gamble, not for you to kill." He paused. He said, "Little donor, I am afraid that I will take all my strength to release the fish. Be careful." He looked compassionate and said, "If you can't resist, as long as you admit defeat verbally, I will definitely ensure that you are fine. You are my future disciple of Buddhism, and you will not tolerate any damage."

Yu Linghe's face twitched slightly. He wanted to have an attack but couldn't speak, so he could only say in a coward: "That's the case, then thank you Master..."

Yu Fangling and Fu Minghuan's faces were quite ugly. They snorted lightly, and they were secretly annoyed.

Qiu Fangyu laughed and said, "Well, after defeating you today, I will go back to the Yuhai to fight Gengchu again." His laughter rumbling, his expression and behavior seemed to be transformed, full of heroism.

He raised the long stick in his hand, Qiu Fangyu roared, and the stick hit him like a mountain pressing down.

The same trick, the same secret technique.

Under this stick, there was a faint fluctuation in the surrounding space. No matter how the other party responded, Qiu Fangyu could use secret skills to consume the other party's power.

This is the most basic application of space power, but it is already the highest trick to leverage the force to fight.

The seemingly powerful and powerful stick in the head actually contains far less powerful than the surface.

Yu Linghe looked up and the Yin-Yang Tai Chi diagram in the sea of ​​consciousness rotated rapidly.

His spiritual thoughts and his incomplete spiritual body are strangely combined into one, and the other is divided into two.

Half of his mental thoughts were even pulled away from his body, as if he was looking down from a high altitude, or as if he was hiding underground, dodging behind Qiu Fangyu. His mental thoughts seemed to cover everything, and any changes in this area were difficult to avoid his observation.

One by one, the lines of seemingly nothing can be touched at all, but they are actually lines emerging from his eyes.

This is the power of space, which comes from the power of the long stick in Qiu Fangyu's hand.

The power transformation has infinite mystery, and the spatial forces are connected to each other, forming a strange intertwined network.

Zhang Tantang's long sword was unable to penetrate the blockade of the big net, so he used the force to defeat him and retreated.

However, in Yu Linghe's eyes, this large space net has many huge gaps. As long as you pass through these gaps, you can break the other party's secret space technique.

However, space power is space power, and the only secret technique that can be fought against is the same level.

Yu Linghe's figure flashed, swinging left and right, and his whole body swayed, as if he began to move with the afterimage.

It was this gentle swaying that made people feel an extremely difficult to understand. Especially Qiu Fangyu, who was waving the stick, had a moment of stagnation.

And as of this moment of delay, Yu Linghe had already taken a step forward like a swimming fish.

This time, he actually passed through the large space net and came straight to Qiu Fangyu. He raised his hand and clenched his fists, and he punched him mercilessly.

Almost at the same time, the powerful eyes in the eyes of the four gifted gods suddenly opened, and an indescribable energy surged into his fist.

The eyes of strength are the ultimate power

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