The old monk's hand was grabbed by the Xiantian who appeared first. Part of the reason was that his attack speed was not very fast. On the other hand, the old monk may not have wanted to resist.
He only heard the Xiantian who was blocking him in front of him say in a deep voice: "This kid is useful and cannot be killed casually."
The old monk was stunned for a moment, but finally nodded.
The two of them turned a blind eye to Liu Jun's abnormality, which was their self-confidence.
Each of them has been innate for decades. Just by looking at it, they knew that this was an explosive skill. Even so, Liu Jun's current strength of energy and blood was only comparable to that of those who had just entered innate skills.
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You must know that innateness is also divided into levels, and the difference between them is sometimes even greater than the distance between innateness and body refining.
The old monk still looked that slow and slow, and he didn't even show his appearance as a foreign minister, but the pressure on Liu Jun was even greater. Perhaps the words of another innate just now had the opposite effect. After all, it is more difficult to capture alive than to kill.
It's difficult, so use more force.
Liu Jun punched out with all his strength, hitting the palm of the hand that the old monk slowly grabbed. At that moment, Liu Jun felt like he was punched on an empty cowhide. Although there was something real in his hand, the power seemed to be
Passed away into the endless void.
Liu Jun could see with his naked eyes that the old monk's sagging arm skin was covered with ripples, which was the force of his blow. However, these ripples dissipated when they reached the old monk's elbow.
There was no change on the old monk's face, and he even snorted coldly: "If this is the only way you can attack, you'd better just let it go, so as not to suffer."
Liu Jun just took a breath and punched twice in succession, but the time between the two punches was so short that it sounded like there was only one voice.
It still felt the same, all the power of the blow was absorbed, but the distance traveled by the ripples on the old monk's arm was one inch longer.
The old monk screamed in surprise, but Liu Jun took half a step back to distance himself, and this time he punched three times.
"Pfft~"
This time, he punched three times in succession, and the fists and palms exchanged, making a slight sound. Liu Jun felt the weak counterattack force from the old monk's palm. It was no longer the previous situation where all the power was absorbed.
At this time, not only Liu Jun's face showed joy, but the miserable expression on the old monk's face also began to change.
"Haha, I just wanted to catch you as a bargaining chip, but I didn't expect that there would be an unexpected surprise." The old man behind Liu Jun walked up to Liu Jun, and his innate aura oppressed Liu Jun.
"Monk, go ahead. As long as you don't kill me, you can do whatever you want. Your Hujiao has a secret method for torture. Torture has revealed a way to practice martial arts. I, Aoying, also want one."
The old monk stared at the Xiantian who called himself 'Aoying' standing in front of him, and couldn't help but show a trace of resentment on his face, but it passed quickly, and all this was seen by Liu Jun.
But at this moment, Liu Jun didn't have time to think about other things. Right in front of him, the old monk, who was just hunched over and was only less than 1.6 meters tall, took a sharp breath, and his whole body swelled up as if he had blown out air.
By the time all changes stopped, the old monk had completely changed his appearance. Oh, we can no longer call him old.
Nearly two meters tall, his originally dry body was now tangled with muscles, and his face, which was originally full of wrinkles, was now filled with muscles. The whole person looked no more than thirty years old, only his still cloudy eyes looked full of...
Vicissitudes of life.
After the 'transformation' was completed, the old monk did not hesitate, walked past Aoying, and slapped Liu Jun with a palm, as fast as the wind.
Aoying's face also changed. He was used to being dignified. When he first met the old monk, he looked like he was about to die of old age, so he shouted at him, but the old monk didn't resist.
, he was used to it, but he never expected that the sick old monk was pretending to be a pig and eating the tiger.
Although it was his own fault, Aoying was secretly worried that this monk was using the opportunity to catch this kid named Liu Jun as a pretext, but actually he wanted to harm me behind the scenes.
When the old monk rushed towards Liu Jun, his suppression of Liu Jun's momentum suddenly relaxed.
The sudden change caused the expressions of the two people in the battle to change at the same time.
Aoying's idea may be to trick the old monk, but as soon as his momentum is relaxed, Liu Jun originally allocated part of his energy to resist his momentum and maintain a balance. Now that one end of the scale suddenly disappears, the other end will definitely sink immediately.
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As for Liu Jun, although he did not dare to reveal any major flaws under the suppression of Aoying's momentum, this suppression could also help Liu Jun accumulate strength to the maximum without damaging his body.
Liu Jun was no longer suppressed, and the red flames on his body exploded violently as if boiling. Blood emitted from the pores of his body into the air like steam, and his originally bright red body turned pale.
Liu Jun had to take action. This was when he was at his strongest. The blood mist emitting from his pores meant that he could no longer lock the blood in his body. He punched 13 times in a row without stopping, hitting the old monk in a circle.
It looks like a cattail fan on the palm of your hand.
For the old monk, his power has not yet reached his fingertips, but for Liu Jun, the hasty explosion has damaged his body.
The fists and palms met, and Liu Jun was involuntarily thrown back more than ten meters. After falling to the ground, he raised his head and spat out a mouthful of blood.
Lu Guan and He Yunxi were suppressed by the two innate auras and could only hide far away. When they saw Liu Jun vomiting blood, they wanted to step forward, but Liu Jun stopped them with his eyes.
But the old monk's body swayed before he regained his balance. However, at this moment, his body began to shrink gradually, and his expression became a little sluggish.
Aoying breathed a sigh of relief. It turned out that he only had the power of one blow, but he saw the old monk's eyes suddenly widened. There was a warning sign in his heart, but it was too late. There was a slight sting in his neck, his vision flipped, and then everything
into darkness.
When the old monk saw Aoying being beheaded from behind, he turned around and ran away without thinking.
A figure flashed past, and Liu Jun, who was vomiting blood just now, stood in front of him as if nothing was wrong. Liu Jun's speed was much faster than he imagined. How could Liu Jun, who had such speed, not be able to escape?
Woolen cloth.
The old monk also gradually understood that he must have fallen into a trap this time, and this time he lost two innate lives.
Before he died, the old monk seemed to have become more open-minded. He clasped his hands together and saluted Liu Jun.
"Old monk is about to die. I wonder if I can tell him how my junior brother Hong Lian died."
Liu Jun didn't know how to answer. He just looked at the old monk's calm and indifferent face and sighed.
"Master Honglian and I confirmed that martial arts is upright and fair. I win and he loses."
When the old monk heard this, the bloodshot eyes seemed to fade a little. Looking at Liu Jun, he smiled: "So, if I fight with you, I will die a worthy death."
As soon as he finished speaking, a white light flashed, and his head fell off, with the same smile that seemed to see through the world still on his face.