Speaking of which, this is the first time Lin Yang has come to Shaoshi Mountain and does not know where Shaolin Temple is. On the contrary, he has been to Taishi Mountain where Songshan School is located once, although it is not in the same time and space.

But this could not help him. At this time, the sunset was setting, and it was dusk. Some monks who returned to the temple, Lin Yang followed several monks all the way up the mountain and came to Shaolin Temple.

Shaolin Temple covers a large area, and there are thousands of rooms in the front hall and the back halls. Lin Yang has been wandering for a long time before he touches the outside of the Sutra Pavilion.

Outside the Sutra Pavilion, a thin monk in an old green robe was arching and sweeping the floor with a broom.

This monk is quite old, his sparse long beards are all white, he is slow to move, has no energy, and does not look like he has martial arts.

Lin Yang walked out of the darkness, walked straight to the sweeping monk not far away, smiled and said hello, "I've seen the master!"

With his eyesight, he could not tell whether this sweeping monk could have martial arts skills? Just like his deep internal strength for more than a hundred years, he had already been restrained and reached the point of returning to nature, others could not tell whether his martial arts skills were of course.

The skinny old monk was sweeping himself when he saw Lin Yang coming to greet him. He was slightly stunned. He stopped his hand and slowly raised his head, saying, "I have seen this donor."

The Sutra Library is a major area in Shaolin. Lin Yang suddenly appeared here, but the old monk didn't ask.

After a change of heart, Lin Yang knew that he had found the right person. If someone else had seen him, an outsider, would have to ask him anyway?

Lin Yang smiled, pulled out the four-foot Qingfeng, slowly moved forward, and said aloud: "I heard that there is a sweeping monk in Shaolin Temple, who is full of martial arts superb. I'll ask for advice!"

Although it was just a starting move, this sword seemed to contain endless changes!

"Good sword technique!" The thin old monk's eyebrows trembled, and he looked at the young man in front of him. His eyes were a little incredible.

He really wanted to ask, where did you hear that my martial arts are superb? I was interrupted by a sword in real time!

Lin Yang was not polite, and he couldn't help but feel excited when he found his opponent. He took a step forward, thrust his sword straight, and the tip of the sword trembled slightly. All the spaces around the monk's body had been locked.

This straight stab has brought swordsmanship to the extreme and is unparalleled in the world!

"Amitabha!" The thin old monk yelled the Buddha's name, put it on his chest in his left hand in a Buddhist manner. As soon as the sound started, the broom in his right hand swept out from bottom to top, as if he was sweeping the floor casually, and he ignored the sword that was stabbed.

When the broom was sweeping, Lin Yang felt like a mountain was pressing over. His eyes became solemn, his feet slipped, and his figure had appeared on the left side of the sweeping monk. The four-foot green peak was still cast, and the tip of the sword had touched the sweeping monk's robes.

At this time, the Buddhist chant of the sweeping monk had not yet fallen. When he turned his right arm, the broom in his hand drew a semicircle. He slapped to the left, as if he was slapping a fly.

It seemed like a simple action. In Lin Yang's eyes, the broom was like a train, roaring and hitting him. Although his sword could stab the sweeper in the floor, he would inevitably get a broom.

He had no doubt that the broom was touched by his body. Even if he didn't die, he would have to suffer a paralysis.

Lin Yang shook his body and disappeared from the left side of the sweeping monk. His figure appeared on the head of the sweeping monk like a ghost, spinning in the air in a posture below his head and above his feet.

The next moment, the four-foot Qingfeng was in his hands, and one was transformed into two, two was transformed into four, and in an instant, dozens of exactly the same four-foot sword shadows were divided into dozens of identical four-foot sword shadows, covering the body of the sweeping monk below.

Every sword is so wonderful that it is impossible to tell the truth.

The sweeping monk's eyebrows trembled, and the broom in his hand had been handed upwards at some point.

But with the sound of "Clang!", the broom hit the four-foot Qingfeng together, and it made a sound of metal and iron attacking each other.

Looking from outside, I saw Lin Yang in the air, stunning the four-foot Qingfeng in his hand in a posture below his head and feet, and was pressed by a broom. What was incredible was that the sword body of the four-foot Qingfeng was slightly bent, but the broom was still motionless.

It seems that the identity of the sword and the broom have been changed.

When they reach the realm of both of them, they can be used as swords, but they only consume a little more internal energy.

Lin Yang, who was standing in the air, raised his eyebrows. Unexpectedly, in terms of internal strength, his profound skills for more than a hundred years were actually slightly inferior to those of the Sweeping Monk!

With a force on his hand, the sword bent, Lin Yang turned over and fell to the ground in the air. At this moment, he understood that the two of them had the same martial arts skills.

Even if the Sweeping Monk's internal strength is a little deeper than him, it is only a little bit. And he has a sharp sword in his hand, and the other party has a broom in his hand. The sharp sword has some advantages, and it is difficult to get a result if the fight continues.

However, I finally found an opponent. Even though I know it is difficult to decide the winner, I still have to fight happily!

The sweeping monk seemed to be intriguing. The moment Lin Yang turned over and landed, he began to take the initiative to attack. His body moved and turned into a green shadow, like a meteor slashing in the sky, flashing in a flash!

He kept placing his left hand on his chest and slapped Lin Yang on his chest.

The timing of the move is equally wonderful, and it has the same effect as Lin Yang’s Dugu Nine Swords!

At such a close distance, Lin Yang, who had just landed, felt excited in his heart, was also shocked. The Four-foot Qingfeng was too late to use, so he had to raise his left hand and quickly hit the powerful Vajra palm to meet him.

The bitter wind blew from the two of them facing each other. The fallen leaves that had just been swept together suddenly blew around like a tornado!

The monk sweeping the floor took a few steps back, chanted the Buddha's name, and said lightly: "Take it!"

Lin Yang took more than 7 or 8 steps back, his face flushed and he smiled bitterly: "Master wins!"

The monk sweeping the floor shook his head and said, "The monks don't talk about winning or losing. The donor is young and has a superb martial arts skill. His swordsmanship is even more unparalleled. I really admire him!"

The two are so different in age. The sweeping monk knew that he had taken advantage of many years. Even though he was more skilled this time, he was amazed. It was nothing else. The other party was too young! So young that he was a bit evil with this martial arts!

"If you lose, you lose!" Lin Yang shook his head and smiled bitterly. Only then did he realize that at his level, his martial arts could be called superb. When it comes to the fight, it is already unpredictable. A very subtle negligence is enough to decide the outcome.

It was as if he met an opponent like the Sweeping Monk, and he couldn't help but feel happy. After a moment of distraction in the battle, he was seized by the Sweeping Monk and fought hard with him.

Speaking of which, this is not a fatal mistake, but who made the Sweeping Monk a little higher than his internal strength? His skills in his hands are a shortcoming?

If you can practice the eighteen dragon subduing palms, the six yang palms of Tianshan Mountain, or practice the powerful Vajra Palm to the extreme, you will suffer a great loss in such a mess.

The various skills of the Sweeping Monk have obviously reached the extreme. Lin Yang is not the case at all. (To be continued, please search for Astronomy, novels are better, updated and faster!

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