One hundred and thirteenth chapter: do not escape death (3)
Facing Liang Jiuyin's powerful blow in the air, Su Qinghou did not dodge or evade, but stared closely at the opponent's palm. Just when Liang Jiuyin's palm reached the top of Su Qinghou's head, Su Qinghou's right palm suddenly came out.
A palm hit Liang Jiuyin's palm. Su Qinghou's palm was also very powerful.
Put your palms together and make a "bang" sound.
Although Liang Jiuyin used his palm from a condescending position, and his palm power was faster than usual, his opponent was Su Wuhou after all.
Liang Jiuyin's figure in the air was shaken by Su Qinghou's shock. His energy and blood boiled, and a mouthful of blood overflowed from his mouth. He also used the power of this palm to fly out.
Liang Jiuyin is a smart man, he knows that he is no match for Su Qinghou.
To compete with Su Qinghou for palm power is to seek death.
But he still tried hard with a palm. He wanted to confuse Su Qinghou and then use the power of the palm to escape.
Su Qinghou said that as long as he could break out of the Golden Palace, he would be let go.
Lin Yi also promised not to interfere in advance, so he would not stop him.
As long as he can get out of this golden palace, he can escape.
Liang Jiuyin flew upside down, and Su Qinghou's feet slid backwards on the smooth, mirror-like ground due to the force of the opponent's palm. However, as soon as he slipped a foot away, Su Qinghou's body flipped upside down and flew up lightly.
Su Qinghou instantly adjusted his body shape in the air, and then flew towards Liang Jiuyin like a frightened bird.
Liang Jiuyin's body flew towards a pillar in the palace, and when he saw it collided with Shuzi, he put his foot on the pillar, turned and headed towards the window. But Su Qinghou also arrived at this time. Su Qinghou volleyed
Kicked out, seven shadowy footprints appeared one after another, blocking Liang Jiuyin's escape path.
Su Qinghou seemed to have seen what he was thinking, and Liang Jiuyin didn't expect Su Qinghou to be so quick!
Faced with the dazzling seven footprints blocking the way, Liang Jiuyin couldn't tell which of these footprints were false and which were real. He could only give up escaping first, put his feet on the pillars of the palace, and faced the center of the palace.
Fly away.
Su Qinghou's figure also floated towards Liang Jiuyin. The two figures separated and then joined together in the air and executed several moves. The two of them were walking around in the hall with strong energy. The candles around the hall were beating violently in the strong wind.
There was a "Puff" sound. Two candles were also extinguished.
The light in the hall suddenly became much darker.
At this time, Su Qinghou struck Liang Jiuyin in the face with his palm, and Liang Jiuyin hurriedly dodged. Su Qinghou used the palm of his other hand as a knife and struck Liang Jiuyin's chest with one palm.
This Liang Jiuyin was no ordinary person. Faced with this unexpected palm sword, his body turned sideways out of thin air in an instant. Su Qinghou's sword struck him sideways, but the sharp force on the palm of the sword still knocked Liang Jiuyin away.
His clothes were torn, and several pieces of rags were flying in the hall. Liang Jiuyin's chest was also exposed. The skin on his chest was very white, but there were many dark brown chest hairs.
Liang Jiuyin was so shocked that the hair on his chest stood up.
A bunch of chest hair was also pulled up by Su Qinghou's palm. The hair spread out and flew around in Liang Jiuyin's horrified eyes. The palm sword hit the air, and the palm sword flew towards the portrait on the hero wall. Speaking of which,
Coincidentally, whether Su Qinghou intended it or not, the sword struck Lin Tianshu's portrait in the middle. The portrait of Lin Tianshu was instantly torn apart by the wind of the palm, and fell into pieces and fell from the hero wall.
There was also a deep mark that looked like a knife mark on the hero's wall.
Liang Jiuyin dodged the sword and quickly fled to one side, but it was not easy for him to avoid Su Qinghou.
Su Qinghou's figure was like a flying feather in the wind chasing Liang Jiuyin, as if he was sticking behind Liang Jiuyin.
Their feet kept touching the palace walls, chairs, pillars, and the portraits of heroes on the wall...
The figures of the two people kept rising and falling in various places in the palace.
It's not right, accompanied by the sound of fighting.
Several of the portraits on the hero wall were damaged, and some were even broken into pieces. Lin Yi was interested and grabbed a fragment of the painting that flew to his eyes. At first glance, it was Li Tianlang's head.
Lin Yi stood at the door, close to the door. Two people passed by him twice. At that time, as long as Lin Yi made a move, Liang Jiuyin would be finished. But since Lin Yi promised Su Qinghou, he would not interfere again. Even if Liang Jiuyin
Lin Yi could only watch helplessly if he really rushed out of the golden palace.
But Lin Yi knew that it would be even harder for Liang Jiuyin to get rid of Su Qinghou than to reach the sky.
Liang Jiuyin couldn't get away from Su Qinghou. He shouted loudly, turned around and violently attacked Su Qinghou with his hands and feet. Su Qinghou also used his feet and feet at the same time. The two of them attacked each other with their feet, and the moves with their hands became more and more fierce.
After more than twenty moves, the two of them plummeted from the air to the ground.
Liang Jiuyin's body swayed, and he stumbled a few steps before he regained his balance. He was kicked by Su Qinghou and hit a finger. The blood in his mouth kept flowing out. Liang Jiuyin's face turned blue at this moment, and his face was twitching. He wanted to kill Su Qinghou.
Qinghou swallowed it and chewed it to relieve the hatred in his heart. But he didn't have the ability.
Su Qinghou landed lightly, his expression still so calm and unhurried.
He looked at Liang Jiuyin and said: "Your kung fu is much better than when you were the 'Iron Mask'. But your courage is standing still. Facing me, the enemy who killed my father, you don't want to kill me, but you always want to
If you run away, your father will not be able to close his eyes in his grave."
Liang Jiuyin's eyes turned red. He roared and hit Su Qinghou with two airborne palm strikes in succession. Taking advantage of Su Qinghou's opportunity to crack the attack, Liang Jiuyin struck several palm winds in succession towards the candles still burning in the palace.
Liang Jiuyin's intention was obvious. He wanted to blow out these candles.
Survive in the dark.
Su Qinghou's left hand quickly made two palm prints on Liang Jiuyin's air-struck palm. At the same time, his right palm swung continuously, and several waves of energy were fired from the back of his hand. They came later and came first. Several waves of energy struck in different directions in the middle.
On the shadows of Liang Jiuyin's palms, the sound of "bang bang" could be heard endlessly. The shadows of Liang Jiuyin's palms were all caught by the strong wind struck by Su Qinghou.
None of those candles were extinguished.
Liang Jiuyin was at the end of his rope at the moment.
His bloody face became even more ugly. He screamed wildly and attacked Su Qinghou with all his strength. Even if he couldn't kill Su Qinghou, he would risk his life to seriously injure Su Qinghou.
Facing Liang Jiuyin's desperate struggle for his life, Su Qinghou calmly dealt with it.
His moves are faster, he has more changes, and his movement skills are even more difficult to catch.
Lin Yi watched the two men compete. This was the first time he saw Liang Jiuyin fighting with someone, and his opponent was Su Qinghou.
Frankly speaking, Liang Jiuyin's martial arts is not weak.
But his opponent was Su Qinghou.
I don't know if this is his honor or sorrow.
Lin Yi was even more amazed by Su Qinghou's ever-changing moves.
Lin Yi applauded Su Qinghou's exquisite moves from time to time.
Su Qinghou and Liang Jiuyin have exchanged nearly thirty different kung fu until now. This is more like a wonderful performance by Su Qinghou in this palace filled with heroes from all over the world.
Lin Yi was confused as to why this man who once had the most terrifying memories in the world had not forgotten the hundreds of martial arts he once memorized after losing so many memories.
Could it be that the martial arts mastered by Su Qinghou had already been integrated into his life?
After countless moves, Liang Jiuyin finally couldn't hold on any longer.
Suddenly there was a "click" sound of broken bones in the hall.
At the same time, Liang Jiuyin also let out a cry of pain.