Jiaolong Jue

Yang Lian Zhenjia saw that his single palm was like burning charcoal, and the wind in his palm turned into a red flame, pulling out a long red light and shadow from the mid-air, which was extremely fierce.

However, he didn't fight with one palm in the same way, but already urged his two palms to form a wind group and meet them.

Following another muffled sound, the two forces met, and Wang Sen pushed back a few steps again and again.

Venerable Zizhu was so angry that he shouted: "Wang Sen, if you want to take revenge, you can't do this! Put down your wife quickly, and put your palms on him!"

Wang Sen had an extremely lonely expression on his face, and said gloomily:

"My beloved wife is a Taoist true immortal. She loves cleanliness the most in her life, and she can't be dirty! How can I just leave her on this dirty ground!"

After finishing speaking, he looked down at the woman in his arms again, and said affectionately:

"I will never be separated from you again, not even for a moment! I will take revenge with you, and after killing Yang Lian Zhenjia, I will leave this dirty world with you!"

After finishing speaking, there was another heart-piercing roar in his voice, he leapt into the air, stretched his body, turned his palms into knives, and slashed at Yang Lian Zhenjia viciously.

Yang Lian Zhenjia didn't want to tangle with him anymore, this time he just waved his single palm to meet his fire-refining knife, at the same time, waved the other palm, forming a group, and patted the woman in Wang Sen's arms.

Wang Sen saw that the other party's strong wind group had already approached the woman, and he was so frightened that it was too late to withdraw his palm to resist, so he had to fight the other party with a palm, and then turned around with his strength, allowing the woman in his arms to bypass the swiftly approaching woman. wheal.

The wind mass hit his shoulder heavily, and with a bang, Wang Sen's huge figure was pushed out by the sudden force, fell two feet away, and then spewed out a mouthful of blood.

Venerable Zizhu was so angry that he shouted: "Wang Sen, you are not taking revenge! You are looking for death! Alas!"

After all, he turned the purple bamboo in his hand into thousands of purple shadows, and went to fight Yang Lian Zhenjia.

Until this moment, Wang Sen wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, hugged the woman, stood up shaking, and shouted fiercely:

"Old man Zizhu, I, Wang Sen, don't want your help. I want to kill this demon monk myself to avenge my beloved wife!"

After all, he staggered and wanted to move forward again, but before taking a few steps, his legs became weak, and with a "plop", he knelt on the ground with one leg.

Venerable Zizhu snorted angrily, and continued to fight Yanglian Zhenjia.

Seeing that Wang Sen was seriously injured, Yang Lian Zhenjia felt a little relieved, and pushed away the thousands of bamboo shadows of Venerable Zizhu, and shouted: "Venerable Zizhu, I have no enmity with you, why do you want to force me so hard?"

At this time Venerable Zizhu was holding a bamboo pole, his face no longer had a teasing and amusing smile, but was full of solemnity, he shouted viciously:

"It is true that you and I have no enmity, but you stole the six tombs of the Southern Song Dynasty, threw the bones of several generations of emperors into the wilderness, and made the head of Du Zong into a wine vessel! You are our subjects of the Song Dynasty, the greatest of the Han people! Enemy! Anyone who gets it will be punished! I have retired for many years and have never killed anything. Today I will make this exception, and I will kill you to thank the world!"

Yang Lian Zhenjia sneered for a while and said: "Wang Sen is already dead, just because you are blind, you want to kill me? Heh heh, you are really overestimated! Today I will take your life first!"

After all, I am about to make a move.

At this moment, a figure appeared beside Yang Lian Zhenjia in a blink of an eye.

Looking at him, he said: "Yang Lian Zhenjia, you have committed so many atrocities, and today you have killed the leader Wang Sen and so many brothers of my Wenxiang Sect, I can't let you go!"

Venerable Zizhu listened to the voice and said with a smile:

"Good boy, you came at the right time! Back then, I wanted to join hands with senior brother Tongtian Hermit to get rid of Yang Lian Zhenjia's nest, but in the end it didn't work out! If you come today, it means that my senior brother has come! Good! Let our master Sun and Sun will remove him together, to comfort the emperors who were exhumed and thrown away in the Song Dynasty, and to give us Han people a bad breath!"

Seeing that it was Su Yu, Yang Lian Zhenjia felt flustered, tried to calm down, looked at him and said:

"Su Yu, why are you here? Where are my four disciples now?"

Su Yu said coldly: "It turns out that you let them assassinate King Ming just to get me out of the Wenxiang Sect, and then capture the fox tail of Lingxiang to attract the old leader and his wife! You monster monk is really very cunning! It's just a pity, you Miscalculation! My grandpa Zizhu Venerable has seen through your arrangement, and specially sent his disciple Shamoke to help me. Among your four disciples, Basba is dead, and the other three were seriously injured and disappeared. Already!"

Yang Lian Zhenjia felt sorry for his disciple and was angry at the same time. He pointed at Venerable Zizhu and gritted his teeth: "Okay, Venerable Zizhu, if you killed my disciple, I, Yang Lian Zhenjia, will never forgive you!"

After all, he flew forward, his palms met, concentrated all his internal energy in the palms, and pushed towards Venerable Zizhu fiercely.

Venerable Zizhu didn't pick it up hard, but shook the purple bamboo in his hand a few times, turning it into countless purple rays of light, poking at the side of the whirling wind mass.

When the two forces met, the light and shadows of countless purple bamboos were suddenly bent by the strong push of the wind group, the Zizhu Venerable turned his body slightly, and suddenly exerted force to draw the purple bamboo in his hand to one side, and popped out at the same time.

The wind mass seemed to be attached to the top of his bamboo pole, flew out obliquely, and hit a big tree trunk. With a bang, the huge thrust broke the thick tree in half, and the tall treetop The leaves that have turned yellow are like thousands of butterflies fogging up, falling in profusion.

Yang Lian Zhenjia saw that he could easily dissolve his powerful vajra palm, he was surprised and angrily said:

"The legendary Zizhu elephant-absorbing stick method is really extraordinary! Just dodging blindly, it seems too lacking in martial spirit! It really loses your identity! Hmph!"

Venerable Zizhu's face twitched slightly, and he sneered, "I don't care if you are imposing or not, as long as I can kill you! However, since you said it, I might as well use my clumsy skills to match your strength Vajra palm!"

After all, he simply inserted the bamboo pole obliquely into his back, and circled his feet around Yang Lian Zhenjia, stepping in the direction of Jiugong Taiji, and his palms also began to slowly cross their fortunes.

As the speed of moving his feet became faster and faster, the speed of crossing and turning his palms became faster and faster.

The withered and yellow leaves that had just fallen were initially floated and wriggled by his strength, and as his speed increased, the wind vortex formed by his strength became more and more powerful. The magic power floats up one after another and rotates with the invisible internal force, from big to small, and finally condenses into a colorful ball spinning in the air, whistling and stopping in mid-air, it is really beautiful.

Yang Lian Zhenjia has been fighting for a long time, so he naturally recognized it, and roared: "What a Qianye Cuifengchan! The poor monk wants to use my powerful vajra palm to learn it!"

After all, he was also stepping on the seven stars, re-circulating all the internal energy in his palms, and when the spinning grass balls forced him, he also roared at the same time, and stretched out both palms, the two overwhelming internal forces met, and immediately felt like two horns. Force, stuck in one place.

After a while, the power of Dali Vajra Palm gradually became stronger, and the spinning grass ball retreated slowly towards Venerable Zizhu, and after a while, Qianye Cui Fengchan's inner strength gradually strengthened, forcing the grass ball back to its original position. The two forces of time are stalemate, regardless of superiority.

At this time, Su Yu was at the side, and the two peerless masters fought, and others could not easily enter, otherwise, they would not die and be injured.

At this time, Su Yu saw that they were already in a stalemate of competing internal forces, worried that Venerable Zizhu would be in the way, and waved the golden light subduing magic pestle to go forward to join the battle, but Wang Sen also saw it clearly from the side, he was eager for revenge, regardless of his own internal injuries , hugged the woman, let out a roar, then shifted his body and changed positions, came to Yang Lian Zhenjia's back, waved his single palm and slashed down.

Unexpectedly, Yang Lian Zhenjia seemed to be trapped and unable to move, but at this moment, he had mobilized the Qi of the Heavenly Gang to protect his whole body, as if he was protected by an indestructible hood.

When the strength of Wang Sen's single palm touched the Qi of Tiangang, he was suddenly bounced back by a huge force.

Wang Sen was already seriously injured and couldn't hold it back at all. He let out a miserable cry, his huge body was forced to fly by the force, he fell ten feet away, and another mouthful of blood sprayed out.

Only then did Su Yu realize the power of Yang Lian Zhenjia's true qi body protection.

But he saw that the clusters of colorful leaves pushed by Venerable Zizhu offset the invisible wind clusters of Yang Lian Zhenjia.

The wind group was always in an attacking state, forcing the leaf group to deviate from the center, and it seemed that it was getting closer and closer to Venerable Zizhu's side.

Su Yu was worried about Venerable Zizhu's safety, and he didn't care about other things. He leaped into the air, shaking the golden light in his hand, but saw countless golden ripples undulating in midair, like a vast expanse of waves, mixed with the sound of metal objects, followed by The amplitude of the undulations of the golden wave is also large or small, bright or dark, long or short, and it is indeterminate.

This pose is the fourth one of the thirteen dragon-slaying poses, "Water Wave Dragon Chant". The reason why Su Yu uses this pose is to use the metal sound waves stimulated by internal force to disturb Yang Lian Zhenjia's emotions and make him upset and irritable. , and then they can join forces with Venerable Zizhu to attack.

Therefore, he did not rush to attack when performing this pose, but hung his body upside down in the air, constantly stirring the golden light and emitting metal sound waves to interfere with Yang Lian Zhenjia.

After about a moment, accompanied by the sudden sound of metal sound waves, Su Yu shouted loudly, urging countless golden light waves to rush towards Yang Lian Zhenjia.

The moment countless Jinbo met with Yang Lian Zhenjia's true energy, the countless Jinbo froze suddenly, and then there was a "boom", and the countless Jinbo pushed towards Su Yu in an instant like sea water pouring down. The condensed power of Jinbo seemed stronger than before. Much more violent.

Su Yu was still in the air, so it was inconvenient to move, if it wasn't for someone else, he would be injured by his Jin Bo.

At the extremely dangerous moment, Su Yu suddenly flashed in the air, and in the blink of an eye, he had retreated a foot away, and then flashed again, moving sideways for more than ten feet, relying on ninjutsu, flashing twice in a row, only to escape the fatal reaction push force.

The moment he landed quietly, beads of sweat rolled down his forehead.

Venerable Zizhu was already extremely worried when Su Yu used "Shuibo Longyin" to attack. It's just a duel between the two of them, they must concentrate on it, and they must not be distracted in the slightest. Naturally, they cannot speak warnings.

When Jin Bo was pushed back by Yang Lian Zhenjia's protective qi, he groaned in his heart, thinking that Su Yu's life would be lost, but after a while, he didn't hear the sound of the huge force colliding with the human body in shock, so he felt relieved.

After a while, he didn't see Su Yu coming to help in the battle again, he guessed that Su Yu was a little undecided, and didn't know how to break Yang Lian Zhenjia's body-protecting true energy.

He wanted to remind Su Nai that the two forces were at a stalemate, he was already struggling, so he dared to talk distractedly to remind Su Yu?

Just when Venerable Zizhu was anxious, he heard an old and feeble voice not far away saying: "Su Yu, is the move you used in the thirteen dragon-slaying moves of Tongtian Hermit? Cough cough"

Su Yu said: "Let me tell the leader Wang, it is the Shui Bolong chant in the thirteen dragon-slaying styles, but it can't deal with the true energy of this monster monk's body protection!"

Wang Sen coughed heavily, and then said: "I heard that Xiangjiao has been hidden in the mountains for decades, and finally got you as the leader. It seems very worthwhile! The thirteen dragon-slaying moves are the essence of martial arts in the world. What kind of martial arts can't be deciphered by it! This demon monk's body protection is full of true energy! Cough cough, I just don't know how many thirteen moves you have learned?"

Su Yu hurriedly said: "My master has passed on all the thirteen styles to me!"

Wang Sen was overjoyed, coughed a few times, and said with a smile: "The Tongtian hermit is the most stingy in teaching martial arts to apprentices, and each person only teaches one skill. Unexpectedly, he would pass on all the housekeeping skills to you! Great! Such a Come on, it is no longer a problem for you to rule the world, what is a mere Yang Lian Zhenjia! Cough cough"

Before Wang Sen could finish speaking, he coughed violently again.