Faced with the sudden arrival of Linghu Zanghun, Fang Qingyun could only accept the challenge now.
But Fang Qingyun never kills anyone.
Facing such a terrifying opponent as Linghu Zanghun, Fang Qingyun would have almost no hope if he didn't kill him.
Linghu Zanghun struck with a palm, Fang Qingyun met it with a palm, and the two palms touched each other, but there was no sharp sound like other top masters' palms.
But there was almost no sound.
Seventy-eight percent of the internal energy in Linghu's Hidden Soul Palm was absorbed by Fang Qingyun's cotton palm.
It's like a steel hammer hitting a ball of cotton wool.
It's hard to put in the effort and the results are minimal.
Linghu Zanghun had fought against Fang Qingyun back then, and Fang Qingyun's martial arts was not underestimated. In particular, Fang Qingyun's rare "Run Jade Palm" was truly the best.
After Linghu Zanghun struck a palm, he immediately changed his approach.
His palm movements were no longer sharp and swift. Instead, his palm techniques became weird, and each move carried a biting cold air. Moreover, the shadows of his palms, which looked like skulls, began to appear continuously.
The shadows of these skeleton palms become more and more elusive in the cold mist on the peak. They fly like devil's faces, flying like shadows towards Fang Qingyun from all directions.
The wind at the top of the mountain was already biting, but now it was even more chilly.
For a time, the top of the peak was filled with gloomy clouds, darkness, and ghostly shadows raging.
The situation is extremely appalling.
Fang Qingyun dodged the skeleton palm shadow that flew first, but the skeleton palm shadow seemed to have spirituality, as if it contained the devil's soul. After hitting the air, it "whistled" back and continued flying towards the enemy.
Fang Qingyun also changed his tactics.
His movement became more erratic. As his body shape changed, he used the bamboo pole to penetrate the dark eye sockets of the "Skull Palm" shadow. Then, when the bamboo pole was stretched, the "Skull Palm" shadow fell into pieces.
So the devilish faces shattered under Fang Qingyun's bamboo pole and then disappeared.
Linghu Zanghun suddenly stretched out his body again. He continuously changed his movements in the air and attacked Fang Qingyun with several more moves.
At this moment, the power of Linghu Zanghun's palm became even more chilling.
His palms wrapped in animal skins were covered with a layer of frost.
Fang Qingyun's body was like flying clouds, he dodged lightly, and then he exchanged two palms with Linghu Zanghun. Fang Qingyun exchanged two palms with Linghu Zanghun. Although most of Linghu Zanghun's strength was eliminated, the Yin Qi continued to invade him.
Palm power. Fang Qingyun used his internal strength to force out the cold air that penetrated his body, and at the same time, the green bamboo pole of his other hand pointed directly at the key points on Linghu Zanghun's body.
Fang Qingyun has never killed anyone for so many years, but only tapped his opponent's acupuncture points. Under desperate circumstances, the most he could do was to injure the opponent.
Therefore, Fang Qingyun's acupuncture skills can be said to be extremely proficient.
The moment the bamboo pole came close to Linghu Zanghun's body, the bamboo pole suddenly trembled wildly and made a "buzzing" sound. In an instant, several points on the bamboo pole trembled, indicating several key points on Linghu Zanghun's body.
Linghu Zanghun waved his palms continuously, and the shadows of his palms struck all the urgent points and bamboo poles. The bamboo pole in Fang Qingyun's hand was shaken even more violently by the force of Linghu Zanghun's palm, but the bamboo pole was not damaged at all.
This bamboo pole is Fang Qingyun's treasure and has been soaked in special medicine.
Become amazingly resilient.
The fight between the two became more and more fierce on the top of the mountain. Both of them were top masters, both in martial arts and body skills.
The two of them were moving faster and faster, and their bodies were splitting and closing so quickly that it was hard to see clearly. Sometimes it seemed like they were joining together, but maybe they just passed each other a few moves or attacked each other several times.
Xiaowu and the four West Sea masters were also moved by it.
They controlled Tiansheng and stood in front of the temple gate to watch the battle.
After fighting for dozens more moves, Linghu Zanghun's roaring sound began to continue, and the animal skin cloak on his body was flipping up and down faster. The cloak was like the wings of Linghu Zanghun, and Linghu Zanghun's figure flew with the cloak.
It also changes unpredictably, like a winged flying beast.
However, Fang Qingyun does not use killing skills, but only uses tactics to defeat the enemy, which is still his fatal weakness after all.
After more than a hundred moves, Fang Qingyun began to fall into a disadvantage.
Moreover, he was hit by Linghu Zanghun once, which was really dangerous.
At this moment, Fang Qingyun was forced against the temple wall, and the blood-red eyes of Linghu Zanghun were full of bloodthirsty and violent aura. It seemed as if he was about to swallow Fang Qingyun.
Linghu Zanghun struck with another palm, and Fang Qingyun dodged sharply to the right to avoid that palm.
Linghu Zanghun's palm hit the air and hit the temple wall.
The moment his palm touched the wall, Linghu Zanghun withdrew most of his palm power.
Because Linghu Zanghun remembered the favor given to him by the divine monk, he did not want to destroy the temple that the divine monk had worked so hard to build.
If Linghu hides his soul and refuses to withdraw his strength, this wall will collapse.
Fang Qingyun was also afraid that Linghu Zanghun would destroy the temple, so he rose into the air like a wisp of green smoke, and then flew towards the nearby mountain peak.
Linghu Zanghun also suddenly turned around, walked through the air, and chased Fang Qingyun.
At the same time, he shouted: "Fang Qingyun, if you dare to escape, I will remove the bones from this mute's body piece by piece!"
That mountain peak is more than ten feet lower than this mountain peak, and the peak is uneven and bifurcated at the top, with several sword-like sharp points standing upright.
Fang Qingyun's body landed on one of the peaks, while Linghu Zanghun's body landed on the peak opposite him.
The two of them were more than two feet apart.
Linghu Zanghun stared at Fang Qingyun, and suddenly he let out a roar, exerted force on his feet, and the peaks under his feet made a snapping sound, and a three-foot-long peak flew out from under his feet and shot towards Fang Qingyun.
Fang Qingyun was not to be outdone. He stepped on the peak and exerted force instantly. It broke with a "click". Then at the moment when the peak broke, Fang Qingyun's foot rose slightly by an inch, and the broken peak under his feet
Flying out, he hit the peak flying towards him.
Then his feet fell again.
As a result, the two peaks collided violently like needle-pointed wheat awns.
Make a "boom" sound.
The two peaks carried strong internal force, and coupled with the violent impact, they exploded suddenly, and the gravel flew like a meteor shower. The snow on the nearby peaks was shaken and flew away, as if being blown up by the new wind.
, a vast expanse of white.
Those gravels flying like meteors hit Linghu Zanghun and Fang Qingyun again.
Fang Qingyun swung the bamboo pole in his hand to knock down the flying gravel. However, Linghu Zanghun did not dodge in the face of the gravel. Because he was not afraid at all.
Linghu Zanghun seized this opportunity and came quickly like a flying beast. His body was hidden among the rocks, and the gravels kept hitting him like raindrops, and the sound of "bang bang" could not be heard.
Linghu Zanghun struck Fang Qingyun with a powerful palm.
Fang Qingyun was hurriedly swinging the bamboo pole to hit the flying gravel with one hand. Facing Linghu Zanghun's sudden and sharp palm, Fang Qingyun reached into the flying chaos with his other hand and hit Linghu Zanghun with one palm.
Palm.
Fang Qingyun knew that Linghu's hidden soul was very powerful. He was worried that his palm would be sucked by Linghu's hidden soul, so he would withdraw his palm as soon as he touched it, not giving Linghu a chance to hide his soul.
Just as Fang Qingyun withdrew his palm, Linghu Zanghun's missing palm suddenly reappeared.
Like a dead person suddenly resurrected, Fang Qingyun was caught off guard and hit on the right chest by this palm.