But seeing Dongzhang quickly crossing Yangtian Lake, he bent his knees in mid-air and stabbed forward with a knife. With a muffled groan, the knife blade passed through Yideng's palm and plunged into the half pipe.
"..."
This knife was originally aimed at Yideng's heart, but he cleverly shifted his position and avoided the vital point. At this time, the blade penetrated the flesh, Yideng endured the pain from his palm, and his two long white eyebrows instantly
Swinging backwards.
“Hoo!!!”
With a loud sound coming out of his mouth, Yideng burst out with an unprecedented momentum, and the waves of air blew away Dongzhang's long hair in front of him.
Snapped!!!
Yideng's pierced palm was like a dragon, quickly moving forward to climb and explore. As he moved forward quickly, a harsh sound suddenly sounded, and the blade leaned forward directly and was completely immersed in Yideng's palm until the end.
Following this forward momentum, Yideng came to Dong Zhang as he wished.
Instead of retreating, he advanced instead. He grabbed Xiang Dongzhang's knife-holding wrist and tried to grab the knife with his bare hands.
"Hey......."
The latter was a little surprised, but not panicked. He avoided Yi Deng's protruding palm with his backhand, held the half-moon arc rotating handle with one hand, and pulled Yi Deng's bloody palm to the left. The latter was driven by the blade and couldn't help but follow.
Wow!!
Involved, Dong Zhang suddenly pulled up his right leg, kicked Yi Leng away with his left foot, and knocked off his center of gravity. The latter quickly turned over and took off to stabilize his lower body, but was blocked by Dong Zhang's faster body, close to his shoulder.
With a light on the waist and abdomen, twist the waist to exert force, and plant your feet firmly on the ground.
"go!"
A misplaced shoulder throw directly took Yideng and his body into the air, completely pulling his feet off the ground. The latter lost his center of gravity and his pupils shrank suddenly. Without thinking, his palms that were still pierced by the blade immediately jumped.
He raised his sword fingers together, turned around, and shot out a Yang finger force underneath him.
With a sharp sound, he went straight to the door facing Dongzhang. At this distance, Dongzhang couldn't avoid it at all, so he had to resist, but he still didn't stop, and he also stretched out his right palm. With a buzzing sound, the power of Wuxiang's palm suddenly came through.
Palm out.
The force of his palms and fingers collided in mid-air, creating a soaring wave. With a snap, Dongzhang threw Yideng into the rock, but he did not get the desired result, because the opponent's feet were firmly planted on the ground at this moment.
Take the posture of an iron bridge.
"snort......"
His upper body was tilted back, Dongzhang's center of gravity was tilted to the right and lower, his left leg was suddenly raised high, and he took a step up and swept his leg towards Yideng's forehead.
"..."
This low sweeping kick came so fast and urgent that it was difficult to resist it, but Wujue was Wujue, and he had quite a lot of experience in fighting. Without thinking too much, he twisted his waist and quickly stood up from the iron plate bridge, avoiding it.
This was a kick straight to the head.
"Hey....."
Dongzhang was not discouraged even though his kick failed. He took advantage of Yideng's opportunity to stand up and quickly pressed down with his left hand holding the knife. Then he slammed his foot on the handle of the knife and pierced the black knife into the hard granite, fixing it directly.
A flash of light.
The latter was naturally staggered again, because the palm of his hand was still penetrated by the blade. As the saying goes, ten fingers are connected to the heart. If he said it didn't hurt, he would be lying. Even if he was an enlightened monk, his body would still have normal reactions.
Yideng, who guessed Dongzhang's thoughts, quickly pulled out his palm and with a sizzle, the blade cut directly from his middle finger and brought out pieces of flesh and blood.
At this time, Dongzhang had already taken off the sword and stretched out both palms. Yideng quickly pulled away and got rid of the constraints of the black sword. He endured the pain in his palms and stood up with his arms in front of him.
boom!
boom!
boom!
One sound followed another, one wave after another. Dongzhang struck Yideng with both palms, and the latter blocked with one arm. Dongzhang was very strong, and Yideng knew it, but this time it was inevitable.
Only hard connection.
call out!!
There was a sharp sound, and smoke erupted from the top of a lamp. He directed all his power to the sword and pointed it forward, trying to force Dong Zhang to retreat and press forward step by step.
The latter didn't look much, and there was no emotion in his eyes. He stepped back and swerved to the right to avoid the fierce finger. Then he slightly closed his left hand, and the black knife behind him appeared in the palm of his hand with a whoosh, and there was a bang.
The blade of the sword is clubbed to alleviate the back sway caused by the transition from side to side.
Then he used his left hand to hold up the knife and used his strength, he jumped up high on the spot, turned towards the sky and kicked his right foot hard on Yi Leng's chest, directly sending the person flying into the air and flying backwards.
With this blow, Yideng was really kicked by Dongzhang. With only one arm left, he had just fired out the force of Yiyang's finger, and before he had time to withdraw his move, Dongzhang had already stood up and launched a kick to the sky.
The man was already bleeding from his mouth and nose in mid-air, and he coughed up large amounts of bright red blood. The fight between the two only lasted for a few breaths. At this time, Hong Qigong and Zhou Botong had already rushed in quickly, outflanking the two groups on the left and right.
Husband.
But the latter was unmoved. Before he even landed, he drew his knife and thrust forward. It was like skiing. Once the knife hit the ground, he jumped forward, and then hit the ground with a bang, bang, and several knives in a row. His feet could not move.
Without a moment to land, Dongzhang quickly caught up with Master Yideng who was still flying backwards by taking advantage of these forward momentum.
“!!!!”
Yideng's breath was confused at this time. When he opened his eyes and saw Dongzhang, he had already jumped in front of him. He said he was not shocked that it was a fake, so he raised his arms to block, but saw Dongzhang silently laughing and swinging his hands away with a hook.
its wrist.
Followed by a combination of palms and fists, he first stamped his palm on Yideng's chest, slamming his sternum into a deep dent, and then turned his palm into a fist. In the latter's shocked eyes, he quickly struck forward, bang bang bang bang bang.
!!!
After several consecutive punches, Yi Deng was knocked out and moved back. This time, the two of them were still in the air, but Dongzhang didn't want to let go of Yi Deng. He pulled and slashed Yi Deng's arm forcefully.
He forced his opponent to stop mid-air, and vigorously pulled Yideng's arm inwards.
She slammed her knees into his face fiercely. This was a strategy that left no chance of survival and wanted him to meet the Buddha.
"Asshole!! Stop it!!"
A terrifying whine arose, and this time two peerless palm and fist attacks came. Yu Dongzhang attacked from both sides, trying to save Master Yideng from his hands.
"Hey......"
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Dongzhangren's face changed slightly in mid-air. If he resisted these two palm strikes, even if he had perfected the Nine Sun Magic Skill, he could not help but waste half of his life, so he immediately pulled his knees.
He pulled a lamp close to him with one hand, turned over and held the lamp in front of him, then passed through his lower body and changed his position, then put his foot on the back of the lamp and made a strong hook to the left.
"If you want it so much, I'll give it back to you..."
With this kick, Dongzhang used dark strength. Even if they received the next light, the force would have penetrated into his body and hit his internal organs, and the person who received it would be a cripple.
"How dare you!!!"
This scene made Hong Qigong's eyes burst with tears. At this moment, Yi Deng's aura was already weak. Like a kite with a broken string, it was shot straight towards him. How could he hold back his palm after it had been released?
stop?
He had no choice but to bear the risk of backlash and forcefully withdraw his strength, but some of the missed palm winds still inevitably hit Yideng, causing him to cough up blood.
Taking Yi Deng with one hand, Hong Qigong quickly moved forward and stopped at the edge of Yangtian Pond. He placed one hand on Yi Deng's heart pulse and remained silent for a while, then his face became particularly ugly.
At the other end, Zhou Botong, who had moved Dongzhang away with one move, quickly dropped down and ran to Hong Qigong. He looked at the latter with heavy eyes and asked: "Old beggar, Master Yideng, what do you think?"
The latter shook his head and said nothing, but the expression on his face was definitely not optimistic. Seeing this, Zhou Botong's expression also became complicated. There are two people in this world that he would not dare to see no matter what, and one of them is Ying.
Auntie, there is another one, the current Master Yideng.
Because of his affair with Yinggu, he felt ashamed of Master Yideng, so he had no shame to see him, but he never expected that meeting him again would end like this.
"Let me see, maybe, it's still possible..."
Upon seeing this, the irritable Zhou Botong wanted to step forward to use his power to save Yideng, but Hong Qigong waved him away with a palm. His old face was particularly ugly: "It's useless. Master Yideng's internal organs are broken and his heart is broken. He is already dead."
, it’s hard to save the gods..."
"how so......"
Muttering to himself in disbelief, Zhou Botong couldn't help but look at Master Yideng, who had a peaceful face, and kept repeating this sentence.
Being hit by Dong Zhang with palms and fists, Yi Deng's chest had been collapsed. Countless broken bones were pierced into his internal organs.
His five internal organs, which were in an unbelievable mess, were stirred up again, and the injuries were getting worse. Naturally, it was difficult for gods to treat him.
"Don't feel sorry for me. I have long thought of this day, but I didn't want to be here..."
Hong Qigong broke away slightly, Yideng sat upright and sat cross-legged on the ground, raised his trembling arms in the posture of saluting the Buddha, raised his eyes and glanced at Dongzhang, who was standing in the distance without saying a word, and actually laughed kindly.
: "Dongzhang's benefactor's tricks are so good that I am convinced that I have lost..."
"..."
Without any words, Zhang Dong looked through the wind and snow at the kind old monk. Then somehow, Dong Zhang, who always disdained explanations, unexpectedly said: "I killed Qiu Qianren, but the death of your other disciples,
not me........"
As if he already knew it, Yideng didn't say much. The wrinkles on his face suddenly spread out, and he smiled and said: "I believe in the donor..."
"Ziliu...Ci'en...is a teacher who is obsessed with appearance..."
Yideng, who has always advised his disciples to meditate, suddenly wakes up at this moment. Dust will return to dust, and all the grudges will be in vain. So what if you win, they will eventually turn into a cup of loess. At this moment, Yideng's heart
All the hatred and resentment suddenly disappeared, and in the face of death, everything seemed to become unimportant.
After saying that, he closed his eyes and recited the mantra of rebirth in his mouth. From time to time, the mountain wind came and blew up the clothes of a lamp. From a distance, he looked like an eminent monk who had attained enlightenment and fell into concentration at a glance.