A journey through life from scratch

Chapter 167 Battle Master~! !
"Master offended, I'm coming!"

As soon as Zhuang Yan finished speaking, a jade-like luster suddenly appeared on his skin. Obviously, Zhuang Yan had pushed his jade body to the limit in an instant, and then he stomped out with his front foot without making the slightest sound. It fluttered gently like a feather, but its speed was like shrinking the ground into an inch, and it came to Shi Kong in an instant.

When Zhuang Yan looked at Shi Kong in front of him still clasped his hands together without any movement, Zhuang Yan couldn't help raising his brows, and the Kongshaken Knife waved in his hand, with a sharp whistling sound, went straight towards Shi Kong's shoulder without hesitation. Cut off, there is no underestimation of Shi Kong's actions.

And just when the sharp blade of the Knife Broken Knife was about to touch Shi Kong's shoulder, Shi Kong's hands that had been locked together moved slightly, and he stretched out his right hand precisely and quickly to meet the Knife Broken Knife. The moment he touched the broken empty knife, his fingers slightly stretched and bounced on the broken empty knife.

Only a crisp sound of "Dang" was heard, and the Kong Kong Knife was bounced off directly by it, which caused the solemn figure to pause, and just when the solemn figure wanted to stabilize his figure, Shi Kong's left hand became a palm in an instant. It was about to be imprinted on the solemn chest, and the palm of his hand was mixed with the wind and thunder, so that people could clearly know that if this move was hit, there was no need to continue to fight.

The face of Zhuang Yan in the mirror of "Sword Heart Is Bright" remained unchanged. Since Shi Kong's right hand finger flicked the Knife Knife away and caused his body to become unstable, then he simply followed this force and went. Zhongyi turned around.

I saw the solemn long knife pointing at Shi Kong's side obliquely, and the whole person turned slightly to Shi Kong's side like a fish swimming, but Shi Kong's palm hit just missed, and the palm wind in his hand blew the front of him like a whistling sound Straight.

Turning around, Zhuang Yan couldn't help but be tongue-tied. If he was hit head-on by this palm, he might be beaten for a long time even if he opened his jade body.

But Zhuang Yan, who turned to Shi Kong's side, flipped the long knife in his hand, and the broken air knife directly slashed towards Shi Kong's waist at a tricky angle. It can be done with all its strength.But Shi Kong remained calm after seeing the solemn attack, and saw that he quickly moved two steps forward, unexpectedly dodged the attack at the last moment, and the broken air knife that radiated a faint cold light was cut at in the air.

"Is this even okay!?"

Zhuang Yan let out a groan in his heart, and then his face became calm, and his heart instantly entered a calm state of mind in order to maintain the best state of Jianxin's clarity.

I saw the slender and slightly curved saber body of Sui Kong in Zhuang Yan's hand flying up and down, every time he made a move like an antelope's horns, people couldn't figure out which direction he was attacking from, every move and every style of him seemed to be natural With an inexplicable charm, it is pleasing to others but does not lack a sense of power.

Seeing this, the old monk Shi Kong remained indifferent, and after a flash of light flashed in his always clear and calm black eyes, he still greeted Majestic with a pair of fleshy palms.

The palms of the two swords came into contact in an instant, and Zhuang Yan watched in amazement as the pair of fleshy palms collided with his own Knife, and there was a sound of "clinking" metal, and Shi Kong's hands were meeting the Knife. The part where the Time Fragmenting Blade was in contact with his palm would emit a faint golden glow instantly, and Zhuang Yan could clearly detect this change.

"Practice kung fu horizontally! King Kong is not bad?" A thought flashed through Zhuang Yan's mind. Regarding the identity of the other party as a monk and the faint golden light emanating from his palms, Zhuang Yan immediately thought of it when he was immersed in martial arts novels since he was a child. achieved this feat.

I saw that the two of them were fighting fast, the broken air knife in Zhuang Yan's hand had already turned into a continuous flash of silver light, and Shi Kong's two pairs of fleshy palms had turned into countless palm shadows, the vigor exuded by the two of them fighting It turned out that the bluestone slabs around the two of them were cracked one by one.

Seeing that he couldn't attack for a long time, Zhuang Yan turned his body flexibly and naturally. After blocking Shi Kong's approaching palm with a knife, Zhuang Yan turned the long saber in his hand, and his whole body rotated along the saber, breaking The Kong Knife slashed straight down from high to low, its blade cut through the air with an inexplicable and mysterious trajectory, and the Kong Knife slashed towards the top of Shi Kong's head with a dull sound of breaking the sound barrier. Go, the broken air knife in Zhuang Yan's hand has turned into a silvery dragon, attacking Shi Kong at an incredible speed.

"Breaking Wind Knife Style!"

While solemnly shouting inwardly, he shouted loudly: "Liuhua, it's now!"

At this time, Shi Kong looked at the inexplicable move of Zhuang Yan, whose long knife used an unknown method to firmly bind the air around him so that he could not dodge, although this restraint can be achieved by Shi Kong's strength. He broke free easily, but based on his premonition that he had accomplished many years of practicing Buddhism and Zen, if he did this, Zhuang Yan's follow-up attack would be even more terrifying.

For the first time, Shi Kong's face changed. He looked at the Knife Breaking Knife that was getting bigger and bigger in his pupils with a slightly solemn expression.

At this time, Liuhua's face tightened after hearing Zhuang Yan's voice, and after solemnly nodding to Zhuang Yan who devoted himself to this battle, when he was about to fly straight into the sky, a thick voice came from in front of Liuhua.

"This benefactor, don't panic. If that benefactor can hold a tie with the host, you will naturally let you leave with the painting halberd." A mellow middle-aged voice came into Liuhua's ears, and she couldn't help but look sideways. A majestic figure slowly approaching from a distance, this is a middle-aged monk with a simple face and an unremarkable appearance, the only thing worth noting is the explosive muscles on his body that bulge the monk's robe .

Seeing this, Liuhua didn't answer, she knew it was not the time to fight, she saw a smile on the corner of Liuhua's mouth, her petite figure flew back instantly, Fang Tian's painted halberd in her hand seemed to be Dancing in her hands like nothing.

Liuhua chanted the extremely middle-two words and said with a chuckle: "Hey, great monk, no one can catch this evil king's true eye, not even the leader of the dark leader, so you Just give up struggling, hahaha!"

And the middle-aged monk looked at Liuhua flying away. After he said "Amitabha", he seemed to step on his front foot lightly, but directly smashed the bluestone slab under his feet. With a huge force, the whole person chased towards Liuhua like a cannonball, and the speed was quite astonishing.

(There will be another chapter after dinner.)
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