Seeing Ling Xiaoyun's aggressive approach, which he had previously injured Liu Gongyang, the Holy Monk of Kongshan felt angry. He stretched out his right foot, drew a circle about a foot long on the dirt, and said sarcastically: "Although the donor uses all his strength, If I can force the old man out of this circle, I will lose." He said and raised his fingers at Ling Xiaoyun, which was extremely insulting.
Ling Xiaoyun was furious and shouted: "The old bald donkey is looking for death!" He raised the gun and the hundred-jin Youlan gun was like an embroidery needle in his hand. The latter had one hand behind his back and only used a single palm to deal with it. His flesh palm slapped on the spear, making the sound of metal and stone hitting each other, which made Ling Xiaoyun's tiger's mouth hurt. No matter how fierce the spear was, it could not break the iron palm of Kongshan. .
Ling Xiaoyun was shocked. He had fought against Kong Shan several times before, and the gap between the two was not that big. If the old monk's Vajra Indestructibility hadn't been too domineering, he had never been able to break through it. The number one in the world would have changed hands long ago. Ling Xiaoyun originally thought that after he achieved the Great Consummation of Heaven and Man, his cultivation level would go further. Not to mention defeating Old Bald Donkey's absolute defense, at least he would have a greater chance of winning than before. However, judging from the previous fights, Old Bald Donkey had fought several times before. It was obvious that he was hiding his clumsiness, and he could only exert six or seven points of his strength. When did Ling Xiaoyun, who had always been arrogant and arrogant, receive such contempt? He was so angry that he fired his gun even faster.
There is no joy or anger on the face of the holy monk in the empty mountain. No matter how fierce Ling Xiaoyun's offensive is, I am still as motionless as a mountain. Seeing that he could not attack for a long time, Ling Xiaoyun shouted loudly, twisted his waist, and swung his spear like a full moon towards the empty mountain. The strong wind roared, and Liu Gongyang behind was blown away because of his poor cultivation, and he could not open his eyes.
But Kongshan just smiled slightly, stretched out his right hand, blocked Ling Xiaoyun's shot at will, and then turned his wrist to hold the gun head firmly in his hand.
Ling Xiaoyun was shocked in his heart: "This old bald donkey has so much strength!" You must know that Ling Xiaoyun is only in his early forties, and he is at the peak of his physical and mental state, while the holy monk Kongshan is nearly a hundred years old, so it stands to reason that the two of them are at the same level. Under the premise, Kongshan Monk's strength is still insufficient compared to Ling Xiaoyun in his prime. Even if he transcends the world and becomes a saint, it is inevitable that he will face the second best Spear Immortal in the world. Otherwise, there will be no saying that boxing is afraid of young people.
Ling Xiaoyun's strength flowed through his body, and he wanted to pull out the spear, but the spear was motionless in Kongshan's hand. The head of the spear was clamped by his opponent. Ling Xiaoyun was actually defeated, but he thought highly of himself, but he still felt that he still had the strength to fight. Kongshan seemed to know With what he was thinking in his mind, he let go of his iron palm and allowed Ling Xiaoyun to withdraw the spear.
Kong Shan smiled and said: "Donor, you can use your spear faster and with more strength. Although I am old, I am not so useless. If Ling Donor still has any skills, you might as well use them together. I will not fight with others. Today’s battle is not just about having fun, but also about stretching your muscles and muscles.”
What a shame!
Ling Xiaoyun stared at Kongshan Monk, gritted his teeth and said: "How dare the old bald donkey entertain Ling, he is seeking death!"
100% luck, the gun will come out like a dragon! Not to mention Liu Gongyang who was watching the battle from the side, even Jingxin, who was in the first-level realm, felt short of breath. Driven by the spear, the energy and blood in his body couldn't help but surge. He was dizzy. All he could see was the shadow of Ling Xiaoyun's spear. He quickly closed his eyes. Eyes, no longer dare to stare at the battlefield.
Ling Xiaoyun's every shot was as fast as thunder, and the field was full of afterimages of spears. Even if it was an empty mountain, he felt the pressure doubled. He didn't dare to push harder, so he fought with both hands. The two of them came back and forth. In the blink of an eye, Ling Xiaoyun had already drawn his gun. Over a thousand times, the gun never left the head of the empty mountain, but it could never get within three inches. The latter's hands flew around like a Thousand-Armed Tathagata, erecting a wall of copper and iron. So what if you were the second best in the world? The three-inch distance is like an insurmountable thunder pool. Sitting in the center, I will definitely let you return without success!
Seeing that his energy was about to be exhausted, Ling Xiaoyun knew that his energy was not as long as an empty mountain, and he was afraid that his opponent would take advantage of him to take advantage of his breath, so he quickly shook his gun, stepped on the seven stars, and stepped back. Kong Shan seemed confident and did not take advantage of the opportunity. He looked at Ling Xiaoyun with a smile and said, "If the donor is tired, you might as well take a rest. Although there are no delicacies in the temple, there are refreshing and delicious vegetarian dishes. The donor can eat and drink." It’s enough, it’s never too late to fight again.”
In response to Kongshan's ridicule, Ling Xiaoyun did not get angry this time. Instead, he sneered: "If we fight, we will fight. I won't argue with you. You old thief and bald man want to mess with my Taoist heart? A dignified and eminent monk, No matter how dirty you are, you still think of yourself as a noble and upright person!"
Monk Kongshan recited the Buddha's name in a low voice: "Amitabha, I always think about the benefactor. If the benefactor doesn't appreciate it, just forget it. Why do you bite me back? I really judge the heart of a gentleman with the heart of a villain."
Ling Xiaoyun didn't say much. Then he thought about it: "Old Bald Donkey said before that if you get out of the circle, you will lose. I'm not good at my skills. If I want to force Old Bald Donkey out of the circle, I still can't do it. It's better to avoid his sharp edge and find another way. Force him to get out!"
After thinking this, Ling Xiaoyun took a breath of fresh air, changed direction, picked up the spear and killed Liu Gongyang and the two who were standing aside. Jingxin was shocked. She didn't expect that Ling Xiaoyun, the great master of martial arts, would sneak attack on the junior without respecting martial ethics. He didn't have time to think too much and used his palms to defend. Ling Xiaoyun sneered and said to himself: "I can't beat the old bald donkey. You little bald donkey really think that I, Ling Xiaoyun, am made of mud? You dare to take a shot from me head on!" His original intention was to force Kong Shan out of the circle, and he had no intention of hurting anyone. , only exerting five points of force, and at the same time pay attention to the movements of Kongshan Monk to prevent the old bald donkey from making a sneak attack from behind, which is also unreasonable.
Monk Kongshan didn't expect that Ling Xiaoyun would act like this. He thought about his disciple's safety and ignored his previous bet. He jumped up and stopped in front of Jingxin. King Kong glared angrily and said: "Donor, you are so disrespectful. Three I tried to hurt my disciple’s life twice, but I kept my hand in everything before. Since the donor is unkind, don’t blame me for being merciless!"
Although Kongshan's body skills were fast, the incident happened suddenly and he was not as well prepared as Ling Xiaoyun. The latter knew that he could not break through Kongshan's iron palms with his spear skills, so he turned to compete with his internal strength. After all, he was nearly six years younger than Kongshan. At the age of ten, when his manpower is still exhausted, Ling Xiaoyun does not believe that a centenarian can outlast him, even if he is the best in the world!
