Everyone was dumbfounded as they watched Dragon Eagle walk over the enemy's stick and launch an offensive. Such a strange move was truly unimagined and unheard of.
Xue Huaiyi made a prompt decision, letting go of the iron rod that had never left his hand in a battle, and let it fall to the ground. He ignored the chair that fell down, squatted on his horse, and punched Longying's crotch vitals.
No one knew that Long Ying had won the bet, and Xue Huaiyi's weapon would be taken away from his hands with the second move, but the sacrifice would definitely be his life.
"boom!"
The chair hit Xue Huaiyi first before being hit in the vital part, and turned into fragments in the air under the impact of the force. Unexpectedly, the wooden chair that was supposed to have no threat to Xue Huaiyi, who was regarded as a great master of the world, became like
The storm was like destroying young grass, knocking Xue Huaiyi, who was as stable as an iron tower, staggering and falling away, and slammed into the table on his right, causing the chair to crack and the table to overturn. Everything on the table poured to the ground, and the cups and dishes were broken.
The situation was chaotic, and Xue Huaiyi's face was covered with blood. It was only because he stretched out his hand to press on the ground that he didn't turn into a gourd rolling on the ground. He was as embarrassed as he was.
It turns out that the so-called external training is to train the skin and muscles to be as hard as iron and stone, and can withstand ordinary fists, kicks, swords and guns. However, when encountering an opponent with internal energy, it can only play a slight blocking role, so it is regarded as inferior.
Take advantage of effort.
For example, Xue Huaiyi's internal internal training is about practicing internal internal energy, which can be turned around at will to deal with the enemy's attacks from the inside out. It is like protecting the body's internal energy, which is vastly different from external training.
Just now, because Xue Huaiyi was striving to kill the enemy in one fell swoop, he concentrated nearly 80% of his true energy in his body to attack Longying's lower body with a punch. He only had 20% of his true energy left to resist Dragon Eagle's blow. In a normal situation against the enemy,
. It should be more than enough, but little did he know that the true energy that filled the chair with Dragon Eagle was not extraordinary energy, but a strange energy that was beyond the true energy and came from the demon species. It immediately destroyed his body-protecting true energy, which was already insufficient, purely because of the outsiders.
Heng Lian took a hard hit, but he was knocked unconscious and his internal organs were injured.
Earlier, what the fat father-in-law had secretly reported to Long Ying was the reality of his qigong practice. Long Ying knew him well. On the contrary, Xue Huaiyi knew nothing about Long Ying. In the situation created by Long Ying, he suffered a big loss.
Losing face and arousing ferocity. Further losing the calmness that a master should have and causing chaos.
The dragon eagle is like a shadow, its left toe touches the ground, and its right foot quickly sweeps Xue Huaiyi's ear drum point.
Xue Huaiyi tried his best to lift his body off the ground with his hands, contracted and stretched, and stretched out one of his legs to attack Longying.
"boom!"
This time, neither side took any advantage. Long Ying was sent to the rafters, but Xue Huaiyi finally rolled to the ground. When Long Ying came back to the ground, Xue Huaiyi bounced up with the help of his waist and shot towards Long Ying with his eyes spitting fire.
Everyone was horrified and didn't make any sound, only the sound of heavy breathing.
Dragon Eagle first moved back, and then rushed forward. The battle with Xue Huaiyi was all about burying himself in the fight, and it was a tactic that ignored his own body and only avoided the vital points, aiming to hit the opponent.
It is natural for Xue Huaiyi to adopt this tactic, because he has always been famous in Luoyang for this set of kung fu called "Death-Destroying Boxing". As the name suggests, it is to use one's life to win one's life.
Once the enemy is forced to fight a tough battle like this with him, no one can survive under his hands.
However, Long Ying seemed to take the initiative to compete with Xue Huaiyi in a head-to-head confrontation. When you hit me with a punch, I kicked you in return. The scene was heated and dizzying. Both of them advanced and retreated at high speed, going back and forth. For a moment, no one was there.
Find out how many hits each side has received, and who wins and who loses.
Xue Huaiyi was secretly happy in his heart, because the power of the Dragon Eagle hitting him was weakening and was not as good as before. He was experienced in this aspect. Although his opponent was full of momentum at the beginning, he finally lost his vitality and was beaten.
He is no match for himself, and he is already facing defeat. As long as the pressure is increased, Long Ying will definitely not be able to withstand ten moves.
Those with sharp eyesight on the field could also tell from the speed and energy that Dragon Eagle was at a disadvantage by adopting this most unwise tactic.
This is indeed the case, but it was concocted by Long Ying.
The fat father-in-law pointed out that in order to defeat Xue Huaiyi, there must be more than twenty people in the world, but there are only a few people who can kill him. It is precisely because of his life-saving tactics. In addition, he has to conceal his sleeves.
For this reason, Qiankun received at least four extra punches and one kick.
Suddenly, Long Ying launched a wonderful kick, which hit the thick part of the opponent's thighs and legs. The magic power burst out, and Xue Huaiyi fell sideways. This time, Long Ying did not seek to hurt the enemy, but to get away, and then moved forward quickly.
He retreated like a phantom and threw himself through the window into the vast space outside. Immediately, there was a tidal wave of screams outside. You can imagine the excitement that the spectators who had no chance to climb the stairs finally expected.
Long Ying's voice came back and said: "That fake monk, if you still haven't picked up the scrap metal, come down and fight Long for another 300 rounds."
Xue Huaiyi did have the intention of picking up the stick. Although he had the upper hand just now, it was not easy to win. He was frightened by Long Ying's good attack. If he could use the iron rod to fight against Long Ying empty-handed, of course there would be a hundred benefits and no harm. Only
He hated being exposed publicly by Long Ying. No matter how shameless he was, he couldn't pick up the iron rod in front of everyone.
The next moment, he rushed to the window empty-handed and saw that in the vast open space between the official offices, thousands of people were retreating in a circular pattern to make room for the two men to duel.
The dragon eagle landed just in the center of a circular space made of people, more than a hundred steps away from the Bafang Pavilion, with its back facing him.
Xue Huaiyi smiled ferociously in his heart, knowing that Long Ying was at the end of his crossbow. As long as he took advantage of the victory and pursued it, he could kill the opponent. He drank loudly and said: "Tonight next year will be the anniversary of your death, kid!"
After saying that, he jumped out of the window. People in the cafeteria rushed up and crowded to the window.
In the light of the lights, Long Ying watched Xue Huaiyi leaping off the third floor of the Bafang Pavilion, knowing clearly that the time had come not for him but for the other party.
The moment he climbed off the third floor, he was indeed seriously injured, but after all, Xue Huaiyi's Henglian Zhenqi was different from the innate Zhenqi. It could only damage his physical body, but the demon's vitality and spirit were intact. When he stepped on the ground
, the magic power has been operating for nine weeks, and it has recovered to the end of ten.
Dragon Eagle moved, spinning like a tornado towards Xue Huaiyi's foothold, which made Xue Huaiyi, who was still in the air, feel frustrated that he had no way to start. But what shocked him greatly was Yi Longying's
The oncoming force came just before his toes touched the ground. Most of his horizontal training skills were hard work on the lower body. If he could not sit down and sit on the horse, his skills would be greatly reduced. But at this time, he had no way to turn back.
He also thought that the opponent was strong on the outside and strong on the inside, so he used all his strength to activate his true energy, protecting his face with one hand and his lower body with the other, so that he could withstand the opponent's attack. He also thought of counterattacking after landing on the ground.
The two arm guards of Long Ying's left Ke Qian and right Ke Kun slipped into his hands, but because he was well concealed and the lights were flickering and swaying in the long wind, all onlookers missed it.
From upstairs and downstairs on both sides, as well as spectators in the open space, more than ten thousand people breathlessly watched this thrilling and hard battle with an uncertain outcome.
Long Ying's journey up to this point has been beyond the expectations of most people.
Xue Huaiyi finally touched the ground with his toes. Dragon Eagle stopped turning and bullied his opponent. In the blink of an eye, he opened his bow from left to right with both hands and struck Xue Huaiyi's chest and abdomen more than ten times in a row.
Under everyone's disbelieving gaze, Xue Huaiyi kept jumping like a puppet with a string, a look of horror on his face, and blood kept splattering from his eyes, ears, mouth and nose.
Long Ying turned around again, and before Xue Huaiyi collapsed, Qiankun returned to his sleeves, formed a knife with his fingers, and slashed across Xue Huaiyi's thick neck, whose hands were hanging softly. Before his palm could reach him, the blade-like magic energy had already passed through.
The neck of this false monk who deserves to die and has done many evil things.
The head was thrown away, but the body stood still for a moment, and then with a "bang" sound, the mountain of gold fell, and it fell to the ground like a jade pillar.
There were over ten thousand people in the audience, but no one made a sound, and even the sound of breathing seemed to have disappeared. The decisive moment came too suddenly and too fast, and it was a result that most people had never dreamed of.
The dragon eagle stood proudly, although its body was stained with blood, its spirit was calm and calm, as if nothing had happened.
Long Ying felt very strange. He knew that he had just started killing and it was his first time to kill someone, but his mood was still unsteady. It was completely different from what he had guessed before the duel. I am afraid it had something to do with the characteristics of the demon species.
The characteristics of the demon species became his characteristics. This decisive battle marked his true entry into the world, and he was trapped in a situation where if you don't kill people, others will kill you.
"The Holy One has arrived!"
How could anyone expect Wu Zhao to be campaigning and come to the battlefield in person at this moment? They followed the sound and saw a group of hundreds of cavalry galloping in their direction. The leader was Wu Zhao, who was sitting high on the horse and wearing a dragon robe and an imperial crown. Later came the fat father-in-law and the head of the imperial guard.
General Wu Chengchuan, who was given the surname Wu, followed by a carriage and six rows of imperial guards, hurriedly fled to both sides, kneeling on the ground in darkness, shouting long live.
With a solemn expression, Wu Zhao rode his horse to the position five steps in front of Dragon Eagle, which was still standing proudly next to Xue Huaiyi.
Xue Huaiyi's corpse showed a complicated look in his eyes, but his tone was as cold as ice and snow, and he said coldly: "The Duke of Liang ignored my warning, not only failed to humbly reflect on himself, but also forced his way into the imperial city with weapons.
If anyone dares to use this to cause trouble and start another dispute, I will kill him without mercy and punish the whole clan without any objection."
Her low and magnetic voice floated in the vast space of the official office, and even though there were thousands of people there, it was so quiet that one could even hear it, showing the power of God.
Wu Zhao looked away from Xue Huaiyi, glanced at the whole place, and continued in a deep voice: "I remember that Liang Guogong wrote "Dayun Jingshu" and made great contributions, and his virtue was praised by all living beings. I grant permission for his body to be returned to Baima Temple and cremated.
He was buried in the pagoda. As for the monks he saved, all of them were exiled to distant states. They were not allowed to set foot in the capital of the gods as long as they lived." Then his voice softened and he said to Long Ying: "Mr. Long is my guest from the Zhou Dynasty.
It is my fault that this stupid person harassed your quiet life. Please get on the carriage, sir." () {Piaotian Literature www.ptwxz.com thanks all book friends for your support, your support is our greatest motivation}