intricate patterns flared from within the blade, illuminating its entire body with an intense radiance.There was a loud crack.Over twenty white streaks of lightning, like dancing dragons and snakes, d...Upon hearing the loud roar of Master Li-ti, everyone's lips twitched as they looked in the direction of the sound.

"What a big mouth you have, where did this monk come from"

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The little monk stood firm, unafraid. Within him surged a powerful masculine energy, transforming into wisps of flame and coalescing into a sheet of crimson fire clouds.

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In the midst of fiery clouds, handprints formed one after another, arranged behind the meditating monk. There were a thousand handprints in all.

In the center of each handprint, there is a mark of a dragon and an elephant.

< One thousand hands stand side by side, like a thousand dragons and a thousand elephants.

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Zhang Ruochin's eyes became incredibly bright as he said, "Dragon Elephant Prajna Palm, the eighth palm."

The reason it is called "Qian Shou Long Xiang" is because when the eighth palm technique is cultivated to its peak, a cultivator can unleash the power of a thousand savage elephants with a single palm strike.

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Even standing outside the ranks, with a single palm strike, he could bring down a city wall, as if it had been struck by a thousand war elephants.

As long as the eighth palm technique is cultivated successfully, the yang energy within a cultivator's body will be a hundred times that of an ordinary person. If one is not careful, they may fall into demonic fire and their body will burn itself up.

Even Zhang Ruochin, at present, has only cultivated the Dragon Elephant Prajna Palm to the seventh palm.

Of course, that's because Zhang Ruochin is fully preparing for the Sword Debate Conference. He has almost all his energy focused on cultivating swordsmanship and hasn't had time to cultivate palm techniques.

"Boom!"

The two palm prints were both immensely powerful and yang, colliding violently together with a sound like two iron mountains crashing.

One after another, rays of Buddha light shot out in all directions.

Suddenly, Galactagus flew backwards, landing at the top of Shushan Mountain. His feet pounded the ground relentlessly, taking more than ten steps back before he managed to dissipate the force and regain his balance.

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