His movement was so fast that no one could react to what was going on, but they felt a gust of wind blowing past, rolling up a puff of dust and smoke, followed by Lin Mokui and Fayuan Master Tai, who were blown away as if they were made of paper.
The strong wind blew it away.
Lin Mukui is over sixty years old this year. Although he is old and frail, his sixty years of skill are extraordinary and powerful. He is also one of the best in Dali. There are not many people who can compare with him. But now he was hit in one fell swoop.
Fei, he was extremely shocked.
He couldn't react just now. In panic, he just raised his right palm, and then he was pushed away by a vast and unpredictable force. In front of this force, he intuitively felt like the violent wind.
A small boat in the waves is swaying and may be destroyed at any time. This is an extremely profound feeling of powerlessness.
A palm swept away Dharma Yuan. The ethereal figure did not stop, but his sharp eyes were directed at Fa Yuan in mid-air. He took a step with his feet, and the person moved with him. He chased after him in an instant.
Before his body was about to hit the ground, his energy sank and he stopped.
He raised his right hand, clenched it into a fist, and struck hard at Fayuan. The iron fist came straight out, with powerful force and surging force. This blow seemed to be able to sink a hill. Peng, Fayuan's body was surging and wreaking havoc.
In front of Jin Qi, there was a sudden burst of distortion, her facial expression was extremely painful, and her fist smashed down and pierced through, her body exploded, blood flowed, and pieces of flesh and bones flew everywhere, falling all over the ground.
Cruel and violent, clean and sharp, the terrifying degree of Niu Ni's blow was beyond everyone's imagination. No one had ever seen such a direct killing method. Some timid people immediately vomited and looked at Niu Ni.
His eyes were full of fear.
On the other side, as soon as Lin Mukui landed on the ground, something was thrown in front of him. He immediately slapped it with his palm, and with a bang, the thing exploded. In an instant, blood rained down, staining his body with Yin Hong, but it was a piece of
The minced meat was broken into pieces by him again.
His eyes stagnated, and he turned to look at the void in the distance. The ground was covered with broken pieces of meat. Lin Mukui's expression immediately changed. Only then did he realize that Master Fa Yuan who was standing with him just now had become pieces of meat on the ground.
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He screamed wildly and was extremely frightened. After all, he had experienced hundreds of battles and had already lived among swords when he was young. Taking advantage of the void when he was unprepared, he immediately slapped out with a palm, and this palm poured out all his body's strength.
Skill.
The broad sleeves of the robe are spread out, and the strong wind blows quickly, making a whistling sound, and the force is like thunder. Wind and Thunder Palm, the unique skill of Lin Jiabao, has boundless palm power, like strong wind and thunder.
Wutou didn't know how to do it, and without even looking at him, he raised his right hand and struck out with a backhand palm. His palm was bland, as if there was no trace of energy poured into it.
Peng
The two palms clapped together, and everyone was immediately surprised. They opened their eyes wide and looked at the two palms that were stuck together, but there was no trace of power surging out of them.
However, the palms of the two people in the field were firmly stuck together and never separated. Everyone was wondering whether the two were competing for internal strength. Thinking of this, everyone sighed and shook their heads at the futile behavior.
Everyone thought, after all, he is too young. How can the skills he has acquired at this young age be compared with the skills master Lin Mukui has practiced hard for decades?
But they immediately overturned their thoughts. Each of them looked stunned and surprised, but they saw that the expressions of the two people in the middle of the field were so different.
Xianwu's expression was indifferent, and there was a slight smile on the corner of his mouth. He seemed relaxed and intoxicated. No one knew what he was intoxicated about. But the struggle on Lin Mokui's face opposite him was visible to everyone, but when he saw him
His face was dripping with sweat, and his body was twisting and struggling. He wanted to remove his palm, but it seemed that the palm was firmly stuck and couldn't be separated.
Under a tall pine tree, Zhao Lin and the old man Xu Xing stood invisibly. The old man named Xu's two falcon eyes flashed with a strange cold light at this time. He looked at the intoxicated face of the void and grinned, revealing
A cold smile.
call
Lin Mukui's body slowly went limp, his knees softened, and he knelt down. Then he slowly fell forward and fell into the grass. His breath was weak, his breathing was rapid, his face was horribly pale, and there were wrinkles on his face.
It seems that it has increased a lot all of a sudden, and has aged by more than ten years.
Xuanwu took a deep breath and felt a burst of satisfaction in his Tanzhong acupoint. A more powerful force filled his body. This feeling of rapid growth was really intoxicating.
At this moment, the surroundings were eerily quiet. Everyone's eyes were dull and they were looking at him blankly. Watching him slowly stretch his arms with an intoxicated expression, a cold chill blew through everyone's backs.
Snapped
He flicked his arm, and his sleeves and robes made a crisp friction sound. "Hmph", he snorted coldly, "These two people help the tyrants to do evil and ignore the morality of the world. They are really a shame to the world of martial arts. It is not a pity to die. You guys think so."
No." He looked at everyone with sharp eyes.
Everyone trembled suddenly, their eyes turned around, not knowing where to look, and finally they all nodded and said: "Yes, what Master Xu said is absolutely true." No one dared to object, and the bloody remains of the flesh on the ground were still there.
"Duan Zhengchun, is this the way you, the Duan clan of Dali, behave like this? It is simply a shame and a disgrace to the martial arts community to engage in this kind of rooster-crowing and dog-robbery. You are unworthy of being the leader of the Dali martial arts community," Xuwu said coldly, looking directly at Duan Zhengchun.
"Who said that the Duan family of Dali will not be the leader of the Dali martial arts world?" At this time, a loud voice sounded, followed by several bangs, a dense sound of knives and axes, and then huge trees fell down.
The sound below.
Everyone quickly looked up and saw the tall pine trees slowly falling down one by one. A big man rushed out with a big ax in his hand. Behind him, a middle-aged man came out.
This middle-aged man has a majestic manner, dignified and noble. His eyebrows are somewhat similar to Duan Zhengchun's, but his gestures reveal a more magnanimous and magnanimous aura than Duan Zhengchun's.
This man's yellow robe has deepened, and a purple gold crown is placed on his head. His eyes are slightly open, and there is a sense of majesty and magnanimity between the tiger's eyes. He strides forward, stepping on the mountains and rivers, high above.
Behind him were two men, one short and one tall, both of whom were talented people. There was also a middle-aged young woman following behind.
As soon as the middle-aged young woman came out, she saw Duan Zhengchun, who was lying on the ground with a pale face. Her expression changed, her face was worried, and her eyes were full of care. But when she saw him lying in Gan Baobao's arms, she immediately