And after the shadows and roars bloomed, all the Qilin Sect disciples who were rushing around were blown away, and fell heavily to the ground one by one. They had difficulty getting up, moaning and wailing.
"What?"
Liu Wuheng was stunned.
"Is this...Qilin Transformation?"
Liu Gui exclaimed in surprise.
"You are quite knowledgeable." Lin Yang stopped his hand and patted the dust on his body.
"Doctor Lin, you are not from my Qilin Sect, why did you become a Qilin?" Liu Gui asked in a deep voice.
"Is it important to ask this?" Lin Yang said calmly: "If you want it, just defeat me. What's the point of asking more questions to you?"
"So arrogant!" Liu Wuheng was furious.
"The Qilin Transformation is the secret skill of our sect. Although I don't know how you secretly learned the Qilin Transformation, I have to tell you, Divine Doctor Lin, you can't deal with my entire Qilin Sect just by relying on the Qilin Transformation! I know that you are a medical martial artist, and you also have
Tianjiao Ling, but in front of my Qilin Sect, your methods are not enough!"
Liu Gui drank deeply, then waved his hand: "Continue to fuck me!"
"kill!!"
The people from Qilin Gate rushed over again.
The ferocious murderous aura was like a rushing wave, drowning Lin Yang in an instant.
Lin Yang was calm and unhurried, his arms moved quickly, and there was air current surging in his palms. A Qilin Sect disciple approached and immediately slapped him away with his palm.
The palm was as fast as lightning, yet as light as clouds.
Snap!
The disciple was struck by the palm, but it didn't fly out as quickly as he imagined. Instead, he was frozen in place, as if his acupuncture points were tapped, motionless.
People around were quite surprised.
The Kirin Transformation has been lost for decades, and the disciples in the sect have never seen this technique, so how can they know its power and meaning?
But with Liu Gui standing nearby, these disciples had no choice but to rush towards Lin Yang.
"Chasing the wind!"
"Falling leaves chopped!"
"Tianpiao Sword Technique!"
"Eat me in the Three Tiger Styles!"
...
The crowd roared, and various moves frequently came out.
But compared with Lin Yang, their speed was not at the same level at all, and their fists, feet, and swords couldn't touch Lin Yang at all.
Not only that, Lin Yang's body was like a swimming fish, shuttling among the people with great dexterity.
"Is this...Qilin footwork?" Liu Gui's expression darkened and he spoke hoarsely.
Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang...
Crisp applause spread.
Then he saw that all the disciples in the circle around Lin Yang were frozen in place, just like the first disciple, motionless...
After a while, hundreds of Qilin Sect disciples surrounded Lin Yang and turned into statues.
The remaining people stared at this scene in a daze, all too frightened to dare to step forward.
"Deputy leader, what...what happened to them?"
"Did Divine Doctor Lin touch their acupuncture points?"
Some disciples shouted tremblingly.
"That's right, they were simply tapped on their acupoints by Divine Doctor Lin! Don't be afraid, come on, come on together!" Liu Gui shouted.
When he encouraged people like this, people naturally believed him.
But just when everyone was about to launch a second round of offensive...
