Every time Wen Moxin made a palm move, he let out a loud shout. His palms were as fast as lightning and as heavy as mountains and rivers, and they hit Lin Yang hard.
Lin Yang kept retreating. God knows what kind of terrifying force he endured. He stepped on the ground so hard that the ground exploded. After the eighteen palms fell, his mouth was full of blood and the bones in his chest were full of blood.
Several of them were broken, and they looked miserable...
The guests were terrified.
Fortunately, at the last moment, Lin Yang raised his hand to copy the text and flicked a silver needle in his heart.
At the end of the article, he knew the power of Lin Yang's silver needle and had no choice but to retreat.
The offensive was temporarily blocked.
Although Wen Moxin was slightly forced back, the gap in strength between the two sides was already very obvious.
Lin Yang had absolutely no chance of winning.
"The leader is mighty!"
"The leader is mighty!"
"Haha, you brat, now you know how powerful we are about religion, right?"
...
The religious people around him cheered and jeered at Lin Yang.
After all, Wen Moxin is Wenmo Xin. How can he be able to sit in the position of the religious leader without some means?
"Miracle Doctor Lin!"
Liu Rushi here was anxious and was about to step forward, but the old woman stopped her in time.
"Grandma..." Liu Rushi bit her lips lightly.
Yao Wang didn't say a word, just shook his head gently.
A trace of loneliness and pain flashed across Liu Rushi's eyes, and she finally stopped.
Master Feng Lie said nothing, and the hesitation gradually appeared in his eyes.
If Lin Yang loses, based on what he did today, Chongzhi will definitely retaliate crazily. Even he may not be able to escape the blame. After all, in the eyes of many people, he and Lin Yang are still related.
As for Huo Ao and others, they breathed a sigh of relief.
"Dad, he can't hold it anymore!" Huo Ao laughed.
"Yeah." Huo Jianguo nodded, his previous nervousness disappeared and he smiled.
"After all, medical martial arts is not a formal martial art. When you meet these martial arts masters who are famous for their skills, his brute force and speed are just a joke." The sword king here shook his head and continued to drink.
"I don't agree with what you said, senior. I do know a master of medicine and martial arts who has excellent methods." Ying Polang said with a smile.
The Sword King glanced at him and said nothing.
At this moment, Wen Moxin had already restarted his offensive and hit Lin Yang directly on the head.
This punch is going to be shot directly by Lin Yang!
Lin Yang wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, his eyes were cold, but he took a silver needle and pricked his chest calmly, as if he was doing emergency treatment.
But facing a master like Wen Moxin, what effect can his silver needles have?
"Huangkou kid, surrender!"
At the end of the article, he shouted coldly and dropped his arm fiercely.
Lin Yang immediately raised his hands and blocked it.
Click!
The sound of bones breaking came out.
But this time it wasn't the opponent's bones that were broken, but Lin Yang's!
He endured the severe pain and took a few steps back again, but he was unwilling to give in. He held the silver needle in his mouth, spit it out into his arms, stabilized the injury with the silver needle, and then struck back at Wen Moxin.
"Huang shake your legs!" Wen Mo shouted coldly, raised his feet, spun his body and hit Lin Yang hard on the shoulder.
Bang!
Lin Yang flew out again and fell heavily to the ground.
At the end of the article, Xin rushed forward wildly and raised his fists to strike hard.
That extremely terrifying move was used again, and Lin Yang was completely overwhelmed. He was knocked to the ground repeatedly, his body was torn and bloody, and he was extremely miserable.
"it's over!"
Someone said calmly.
"It's a pity that the genius doctor Lin is extremely talented. In time, he will definitely be a genius who will be famous all over the world. However, he committed suicide and came here to act wild. How can Master Wen tolerate his rebellious behavior?" Someone else said
Shaking his head in regret.
"Who can blame him? Who is calling him arrogant? Thinking he is the best in the world?" someone snorted.
"How ridiculous!"
"This should be the price of youth, right?"
There are all kinds of sounds.
"Grandma!" Liu Rushi tilted her head slightly.
"Say." King Yao looked forward.
"I don't ask you to take action, I just ask you to save the life of Divine Doctor Lin, okay?" Liu Rushi asked in a low voice.
Yao Wang hesitated for a moment and nodded slightly: "I will try my best, but the final result depends on fate."
Liu Rushi stopped talking.
King Yao can't control this situation...
At the same time, Wen Moxin walked towards Lin Yang again.
"It's a waste of time."
Wen Mo said calmly, but murderous intent burst out in his eyes.
He raised his hand, and the sadness surging in the palm of his hand was particularly obvious.
This time, he wanted to directly resolve this boring battle.
Maybe he shouldn't have let his men deal with this person for the sake of so-called face. If he had come forward earlier, things might not have turned out like this.
But it doesn't matter, everything is over...
At the end of the article, I hummed to myself and took a step forward, planning to deal with this person quickly so that I could clean up the rest of the mess.
But the moment he rushed towards Lin Yang...
Whoosh!
A cold light came over.
Another silver needle!
"It's a little trick!" Wen Mo snorted secretly, tilted his head slightly and snatched it away.
But the moment he avoided this silver needle, another silver needle appeared in front of him.
It turns out that Lin Yang wielded not just one silver needle, but two!
But it’s still useless!
Wen Moxin snorted softly, and with his hands like lightning, he clamped directly towards the silver needle.
In an instant, the silver needle stopped and was firmly clamped by his two fingers.
But the next second, Wen Moxin fell silent.
He looked down with difficulty, only to see a gently swinging silver needle in his lower abdomen.
It turned out that Lin Yang waved a total of three silver needles at this moment! And the three silver needles followed one after the other, each one was hidden deeper than the other, and they completely predicted the position of Wen Mo's heart...
"How could this happen?"
At the end of the article, Xin's face darkened and he wanted to pull out the silver needle.
But at this moment, he was shocked to find that he couldn't move.
"Leader!"
"Leader! What's wrong with you?"
"No, this guy used despicable tricks to plot against the leader!"
"Go help!"
The religious people around him shouted and rushed forward.
But Lin Yang ignored these people, and instead pulled out a large number of silver needles again and stabbed into his body quickly and cruelly.
Every silver needle was almost completely submerged in his body...
And as these silver needles entered, Lin Yang also became strange.
"Hoo! Hoo! Hoo! Hoo..."
He began to gasp for air, and a lot of sweat overflowed from his face. The bleeding places on his body had stopped bleeding, and the broken bones seemed to have recovered. His hands were completely intact, but he could not stand still.
