The two rituals of Tai Chi transformed the four images into meaning. Chen Zun calmed down his energy, concentrated his energy and heart, and used the power of Tai Chi and the meaning of Bagua to attack Di Cheng.
His physical condition is extremely bad and he cannot perform many powerful moves. However, Bagua Tai Chi uses the heart to move Qi and Qi to promote strength. The most important thing is looseness, softness and calmness. Use force to unload force, use force to attract force, and use movement to divide.
The essence of martial arts of "taking advantage of the force of gravity" can restrain all fierce attacks from the outside world, and it is like "No matter how strong the wind and rain are, I will remain unmoving"
potential.
When the peak duel on their side broke out, Zhou Shaohua and others rushed up one after another like tigers descending from the mountain, crashing into the battle circle with wild momentum and scattering them alive.
It's just that the Qinggong movement of this group of mysterious people is really unpredictable. Not only can they avoid attacks, but they can also seize opportunities to launch sneak attacks. Except for a few people such as Zhou Shaohua and Ye Wantong, the other senior leaders of Tianmen have difficulty adapting and are actually trapped in it.
into passivity.
The exchange of initiative and passivity gives people an awkward feeling. Who is the pursuer?
Bang!!
Chen Zun stepped forward, and his seemingly gentle palms tightened violently when they "falled" to Di Cheng's chest. The power of "Yin Jin" suddenly exploded, knocking him back more than ten steps on the spot.
"Tai Chi, step up to the seven stars!" A muffled cry rolled in his throat. Chen Zun first moved forward to fight. When Di Chenggang swept his legs and approached with force, he suddenly turned away, leaped back, and clasped his hands accurately with Tai Chi momentum.
With the life-threatening soles of his feet, he exerted force on his waist and rotated his body, slamming it into the ground.
Bang! The dull impact sound is like a deafening drum sound, which makes people's hearts shake.
only……
It was not Di Cheng's body that collided with the ground, but his left fist. He did not suffer any damage.
Di Cheng, who was hanging upside down, suddenly showed a sinister and stern smile. He was no longer as flustered and passive as before: "The movements are not smooth and the strength is not enough. Are you tired? Or are you letting me go on purpose? If you only have this ability, tonight...
…I’m not welcome anymore!”
"Arrogant!" Chen Zun's eyes narrowed slightly, his Qigong was running, and he moved his hands again, throwing Di Cheng flying.
"With no intention of exerting force, Tai Chi will rotate in circles without causing any interruption!" The voice arouses momentum, and the momentum borrows the power of the voice. Chen Zun's Tai Chi moves are perfectly executed under Chen Zun's full operation. The seemingly dexterous movements smash the ensuing attacks from Di Cheng's left and right sides.
He attacked, then clasped his ankles and wheeled hard against the raised rocks beside him, as if he wanted to blow his head off.
Di Cheng did not panic at all. He reacted quickly in seconds. He curled his hands and pressed them against the stone like springs, using his strength to relieve his force. He did not suffer any damage. Before Chen Zun could turn around again, he stamped his free left foot like a bullet.
go out.
Chen Zun didn't want to give up the opportunity, so he used his left hand to intercept with all his strength using Tai Chi.
Di Cheng smiled ferociously in his heart. What was originally a "stomping" strike suddenly turned into a "clicking" strike at the last moment. All the force was concentrated towards the tip. The result was...
Click! The palms were shattered and bloody; the wrists, elbows, and shoulders were all dislocated!
Power surged, almost spreading to the entire left arm.
The unexpected strength and pain caused Chen Zun to scream and retreat, his face pale and ferocious.
Di Cheng stood up slowly. "Your reaction is indeed a bit slow and a bit boring. I'll give you a decent way to welcome failure. Go to my Tianmen as a guest of your own accord, don't *I'll kill you!"
Chen Zun took a deep breath, gritted his teeth and fixed the dislocated bones, and looked at Di Cheng coldly: "Many people have said this to me, but until now...I am still living well!"
"That was in the past, and it can only be in the past. Stop talking nonsense, the opportunity is given to you, if you don't know how to take advantage of it, don't blame me for being cruel." Di Cheng's expression suddenly became fierce, and he rushed towards Chen Zun again.
"Give him to me!!" A thick roar suddenly sounded from the forest. Tu Qingcang, who had been watching the battle in the dark, finally killed him. Just like Di Cheng before, he used his immature ghost body skills with all his strength, and in a few blinks he was able to kill him.
Appearing next to Chen Zun, a huge fist with a stainless steel glove struck Chen Zun's head like a cannonball.
The overwhelming momentum made Chen Zun look solemn and he temporarily chose to retreat.
However……
Huh... There was a sound of breaking wind, and the afterimage lingered. Tu Qingcang once again used his body skills, stepping across the direction of Chen Zun's retreat. The timing was just right. The steel arm swept forward fiercely, without any suspense, and hit accurately!
Wow! Chen Zun opened his mouth and spit out blood. He was swept away on the spot and crashed into the big tree in front of him.
"The Evil Lord of China? It's a little worse than I thought." Tu Qingcang looked at his arm, somewhat surprised. This is the number one godfather of the Chinese underworld? Is he a little weaker?!
Who? Chen Zun covered his side with unbearable pain and looked back in shock. When he saw Tu Qingcang's figure clearly, his expression changed. Is it him? The ugly guy in the Eastern War Zone?
At this stage, the most eye-catching person in the eastern region and a headache for the Black Dragon Gang should be Tu Qingcang. Not only did he entangle the master of the Qinwu Pavilion and a large number of elders, but he also planned many trapping and killings but all ended in vain. "Fighting Machine"
"The title of "Steel Monster" has been widely circulated. Although Chen Zun has never fought with him, he has already known his tyranny and difficulty through intelligence content.
Di Cheng stopped his steps and said: "He is already injured and his strength is less than 50% of normal strength, but he is still stronger than you think. Be careful."
Tu Qingcang simply waved his hand, indicating that Di Cheng could leave, and ignored him, focusing all his energy on Chen Zun. The wheezing air-conditioning spurted out from the hollow and ferocious nostrils, and the mottled tree shadows fell, making him look like
Not only is it scary, but it also exudes a powerful oppressive aura. "Old man, tonight is your last battle. Take advantage of it and don't let me down."
Chen Zun looked at Tu Qingcang warily, and did not say any useless nonsense. Instead, he gathered his energy, gathered strength, and prepared to fight.
"This looks pretty cool." Tu Qingcang sneered a few times, and the restless fighting spirit erupted like a volcano, instantly flowing through his body.
In the blink of an eye, enter the battle state!
Ah!!! The suppressed roar was like thunder, and the violent momentum surged. Tu Qingcang was like a mad rhinoceros, charging wildly. The intermittent use of rapid movement skills made his wild attack strange and terrifying, with a strong
Visual impact.
What a strong momentum!! Chen Zun looked solemn and quickly retreated to dodge.
However, compared to Dicheng, Tu Qingcang's wild and fierce attack was not threatening enough for him. Just like Yang Jing that day, he had the experience and methods to subdue "savage beasts". Although due to his physical condition
Due to the reason, the strength has been greatly reduced, but the name of the evil lord of China, the top thirty in the rankings, is not just a boast. The power that broke out in the battle of life and death...
Still scary!!
"Nine palaces and eighteen steps!!" Chen Zun shouted in his heart. He relied on his exquisite steps to dodge Tu Qingcang's manic iron fist attacks. He took the initiative to get close to him and struck him in the chest with his right palm. It exactly corresponds to the position of the heart!
No matter how hard your muscles are, when the force transmitted affects the beating of your heart, you won't feel good at all!
Tu Qingcang groaned, and the sudden tightness in his chest caused a slight sluggishness in his movements.
In a matter of seconds, Chen Zun suddenly spun behind him, charged up and bounced, his taut right hand slashed hard like a steel knife, straight to the back of his neck and spine, the force of the attack was so fierce and the speed was so fast, it was like thunder. .Opportunities are rare and opportunities are hard to find. The power contained in this hand sword is almost the limit that he can unleash at this stage. Its power...can be imagined!
Bang!! Click!! There was a dull bombardment and a slight crack of bones, and Tu Qingcang was knocked down on the spot. This time, it was not just the chest that felt tight, but the trauma to the spine affected the brain's operation, causing confusion and affecting body movements. .
In fact, this is also thanks to the fact that his muscle strength is far superior to that of ordinary people, otherwise this knife would be enough to break his neck.
"You're nothing more than that!!" Chen Zun grabbed Tu Qingcang's hair, screamed coldly, and tore his three hundred kilograms of weight away. Then he jumped with all his strength and swung his leg straight into the sky. , hitting his lower back hard.
Another impact, another trauma, Tu Qingcang was blasted out miserably.
Once, twice, and three times, Chen Zun seized the opportunity tightly and never let go of a millisecond. The targets of his attacks were all life and death acupuncture points.
but……
He still underestimated Tu Qingcang's muscle strength and perseverance. When Chen Zun concentrated all his strength to launch a round kick that was about to hit his face, the palm of his hand that was struggling to support the ground suddenly lifted up.
Bang!! Interception...successful!!
Cough cough! Tu Qingcang coughed a few times with difficulty, pushed Chen Zun's right foot back a little, and then slowly stood up.
His face was covered in blood, his nose was bruised and his face was swollen, and his body was covered with bruises and blood marks. He looked very miserable, but his narrowed eyes flashed with a frightening cold light.
The bleeding lips slowly wriggled and made a chilling voice: "The feeling of pain... is so good! Thank you, old man. I haven't enjoyed the feeling of blood boiling for a long time!"
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