Li Yukong's face was gloomy and uncertain. At this time, he was still thinking about how to break the situation. Seeing Zhu Changyou and others approaching, he snorted coldly:
"It's true that a tiger has been bullied by a dog. However, old demon Suixing, don't underestimate our old bones. Even if we can only exert our physical strength, these juniors are not enough."
After saying that, he also put on the posture of Taiyi Boxing, and formed a formation with Sheng Yang and Wang Lang, looking at each other coldly.
The two groups of people were like a pack of wolves surrounding a tiger and leopard. Zhu Changyou and the five people were constantly changing their postures, controlling the horse, the seven-star posture, the tiger posture, the dragon riding posture... They were like Wu Dan performing on the stage, but they were afraid of the three people in their hearts.
The strength of high-level monks is only to encircle but not attack.
After all, Li Yukong, Sheng Yang, and Wang Lang were mature and prudent. They did not attack rashly without knowing the strength of their opponents. The two sides remained in a stalemate.
Suddenly, Yuan Jinsheng broke the deadlock. He came forward with a quick stride, and struck Li Yukong with a strong blast of wind from his palms.
Li Yukong smiled coldly, stretched out his right palm and grabbed Yuan Jinsheng's wrist. This move was extremely swift, but Yuan Jinsheng's moves were also very agile. He hooked his wrist with his backhand, and the two palm winds collided with each other, strong against strong.
Head-to-head.
Zhu Changyou on the side saw the opportunity and kicked out, heading straight for Li Yukong's left rib.
Upon seeing this, Sheng Yang hurriedly stepped forward and punched out at the same time, neutralizing Zhu Changyou's kick. However, he was also targeted by two mages. Under their attack from the left and right, he was caught off guard and received two punches.
Wang Lang, who was on the other side, was also unable to take care of himself. He was attacked in turn by the remaining two mages, one after the other. He was unable to defeat the four hands with his fists and received a kick in the chest.
Li Yukong and the others have never suffered such grievances since they formed the elixir, let alone such an aggrieved situation.
Suddenly, Li Yukong punched out in succession as fast as lightning, "You can attack hard with your strength, how can you think that I am attacking with a barrage of firepower?" He gave up his defense, and after taking a few punches, he forced Yuan Jinsheng back and struck Zhu Changyou.
Fly out.
Then, he took advantage of the situation and turned around, kicking several times and knocking the four mages who were surrounding Sheng Yang and Wang Lang to the ground.
Suddenly, he tore off the broken Taoist robe, revealing his muscular upper body, and roared again and again:
"Oh my, if the tiger doesn't show off its power, does it really think I'm a sick cat? Junior, I want you to know what it means to get stronger with age."
Sheng Yang and Wang Lang stood on opposite sides. They looked at Li Yukong with strange expressions and advised: "Grandmaster, please pay attention to your image."
Li Yukong didn't care at all, like a tiger in the mountains, not angry but proud: "The brave will win when we meet on a narrow road. At this time, the most important thing is momentum, and what kind of image is more important."
Then he laughed heartily: "It's been a long time since I experienced this kind of physical fighting. It's so refreshing!"
Then, he shouted to the other side: "Hey, boys, come here if you dare."
Although the attack was frustrated, Yuan Jinsheng asked calmly: "Changyou, how do you feel?"
Zhu Changyou rubbed his aching chest, but laughed and said: "These old guys are nothing more than that, there is nothing to be afraid of."
At this moment, Zhu Changyou and the others finally got rid of the heavy pressure brought by the high-level monks, and completely relaxed their mentality and hands and feet.
The two groups of people roared and started fighting together again. At first, they all performed various boxing moves in a decent manner, but then they got more angry and started to ignore it, using all kinds of bastard punches, rolling donkeys, biting when they opened their mouths, and just stretching out their hands.
Take it out, there is no more rules.
After a fight, the two groups separated again. They were all out of breath, exhausted, with bruised noses and swollen faces, bloody flesh, and unkempt hair.
Li Yukong wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and whispered: "It's not good for us if this continues. You two will resist for a while, and I will break the situation."
Sheng Yang and Wang Lang were in pain all over their bodies, and they felt happy after hearing this: "Grandmaster, have you found a way to solve it?"
Li Yukong rubbed his sore buttocks and nodded: "Well, Old Demon Sui Xing is exaggerating. If this sacred tree world can really change the rules of heaven and earth, then he will be the master of this world. It will be easy to kill us, but why is he hiding?"
Don’t you dare to take action?”
In Shengyang, Wang Lang suddenly understood: "Oh, yes, Sui Xing dare not take action because his physical strength is the weakest. Therefore, even he is restricted in this world."
Li Yukong continued: "This is just an illusion, an illusion that can block or disrupt our communication with the rules of heaven and earth. Although this illusion is extremely powerful, it does not transcend the rules of heaven and earth, but only invokes the rules. So the laws of heaven and earth in my purple gold gourd
We can break it with our own strength, but the situation does not allow us to take our time. Therefore, you two have worked hard to protect me, and I have to fight head-on and forcefully break it."
In Shengyang, Wang Lang said with a decisive look on his face: "Don't worry, Patriarch, just leave it to me and the two of you. We will definitely fulfill our mission."
On the opposite side, Yuan Jinsheng, Zhu Changyou and others were covered with bruises, but their eyes were flashing with excitement. Because they could sense that their opponents were at the end of their strength, and if they fought again, they would be seriously injured and fall to the ground, or even die.
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Yuan Jinsheng waved his hand, and the six of them slowly approached like cunning beasts.
At this moment, Sheng Yang and Wang Lang stood up and lined up in front, protecting Li Yukong behind them.
And Li Yukong took out the purple gold gourd. Yuan Jinsheng and others were even more disdainful when they saw this, and sneered: "This Taoist ancestor is really old and dim. Alas, it was a waste of effort."
But Li Yukong did not attack anyone, but instead thrust the gourd's mouth into the long yellow sand.
He bit the tip of his tongue and spurted out a mouthful of blood and sprinkled it on the gourd. The purple gold gourd was instantly activated, shooting out a beam of white light, which struck hard into the yellow sand, once, twice, three times, four times...
That white light was like a white lightning spear, exploding pieces of yellow sand on the ground and flying all over the sky, like a sandstorm coming.
Li Yukong was like a mouse burrowing into the ground, his figure gradually sinking into a sand pit. After a while, the depth of the sand pit exceeded his height, hiding his figure.
Sui Xing's face changed when he saw this, and he shouted: "No, this little plum is not willing to waste the power of the rules of the Purple Gold Gourd to resist the power of the rules of the sacred tree world. He wants to break this world, stop him quickly."
When Yuan Jinsheng and others heard this, they were also shocked. They did not dare to neglect and hurriedly stepped forward to stop them. Unexpectedly, they were met with a life-threatening counterattack by Sheng Yang and Wang Lang.
For a moment, these two people were like a majestic pass that "one man can guard the gate, and no one can open it." Standing tall in the sky and earth, they actually blocked the six lives of Yuan Jinsheng.
But after all, boxing was afraid of young people, and being outnumbered, the fists and kicks rained down on Sheng Yang and Wang Lang. The two were unable to parry, and were eventually knocked away and fell into a deep pit.
Suddenly, the deep pit began to collapse, and the surrounding yellow sand poured down toward the bottom of the pit like a waterfall, completely burying the figures of Li Yukong, Sheng Yang, and Wang Lang.
At this time, the three people seemed to be trapped in quicksand, and their bodies were sinking and sinking uncontrollably. The yellow sand swallowed them up from all directions. They couldn't open their mouths, couldn't see, and felt suffocating and squeezing.
Life hangs in the balance.
Suddenly, the vision suddenly opened up. The three of them actually crossed the yellow sand and arrived in the sky above a mountain forest. Just when they were feeling lucky, they realized that there was nothing under their feet, more than ten feet above the ground, but they still could not use the art of controlling the air.
The three of them screamed and fell heavily to the forest floor covered with fallen leaves, moss and grass.
"Thump, thump, thump." Three muffled sounds did not startle a flock of birds. This mountain forest was so quiet and scary.