There was no crisp sound of fractures, only a subtle "pop".
Real killing moves are often quick and concealed. As soon as Zhang Chuyi pressed his palm, the force from his palm poured into the strong man's brain through his bones, turning it upside down.
In the Republic of China, there was a Baji Grandmaster named Li Shuwen, who was nicknamed "Steel Fist Wu Er Da", which means that whenever he strikes, he will kill with one blow and will not come back with a second blow.
Li Shuwen's most commonly used move is the tiger's hard climb up the mountain, and it is also the move that Zhang Chuyi has practiced the most.
The one used to defeat Gong Lun before could only be regarded as a non-lethal version.
Why not use it? The reason is very simple, because if you use this move, you will either die or be disabled, so it is really not suitable for fighting in the ring.
The strong man in front of him is the best example. After Tianling Gai suffered Zhang Chuyi's soul-piercing blow, he collapsed to the ground without even a groan, and his pupils instantly dilated.
Judging from the quality of sleep, I probably won't be able to wake up in this lifetime.
"I hope the company won't accuse me of being too harsh." Zhang Chuyi only glanced at it and ran towards the other two people who were not out of sight.
One of the two men turned around and stopped, obviously wanting to break up for his companion like the strong man.
"I'll take care of this, you keep chasing!" Xia He waved Fenqi with both hands and faced him, punching and kicking the man to the side of the road with three punches and two kicks.
Zhang Chuyi didn't expect Xia He to be so strong in melee combat. It seemed that she had put a lot of pressure on herself at the top of Xiangshan Mountain.
With no one blocking his way, Zhang Chuyi chased the guy farthest away from him at full speed, that is, the masked man who threw the hidden weapon.
However, this man had a slender figure, unusually ghostly movements, and moved extremely fast in the woods. If Zhang Chuyi hadn't practiced lightning techniques, he really wouldn't have been able to catch up with him.
But even with the blessing of thunder, it took Zhang Chuyi ten minutes to chase from the back mountain to the front mountain before finally intercepting this man.
"Are you sure you want to fight us to the end?" Seeing that his way was blocked, the thin man gradually slowed down and asked coldly.
"As I said before, lie down on the ground and surrender immediately. You can still survive." Zhang Chuyi's body shone with golden light and he walked towards this man step by step.
Seeing that they couldn't reach an agreement, the thin man raised his hands and threw out a large number of hidden weapons from his cuffs, while a ball of purple Qi emerged from his body.
"Poison barrier? It turns out he is from the Tang Sect." Zhang Chuyi narrowed his eyes and suddenly became murderous.
He admired the sacrifices made by the Tang clan martyrs in that catastrophe.
But he could never forget the fact that his grandfather died in Tangmen Danyan.
Of course, Grandpa came to provoke him on his own, and it was not unjust to be killed by the Tang Clan. He would not seek revenge for this.
But if someone from the Tang Sect offends him, he won't be polite either.
As for the man in front of him, although he didn't know what grudges Tangmen had with Lingyin Temple, he couldn't be blamed since he was so vicious.
The thin man's hidden weapons were coming fiercely, but Zhang Chuyi immediately turned the stick in his hand, danced out an airtight golden flower, and knocked all the hidden weapons away with a jingle, while holding his breath.
The Tang Sect's methods are complex, including weapon refining, Qigong, and all kinds of weird weapons.
But the most troublesome thing is the Tang Sect’s poison.
These all-pervasive poisons will greatly reduce his combat power in a very short period of time. If he does not get the antidote for a long time, it may even be fatal!
But as long as he holds his breath, stops his body's need for survival from the outside world, and adds the protective golden light, he can minimize the probability of poisoning.
As for the thin man's hard power, Zhang Chuyi honestly didn't take Qi of that scale seriously at all.
The thin man didn't know that Zhang Chuyi had found his weakness. He continued to release poisonous energy while throwing out darts that glowed coldly.
The surrounding vegetation was corroded by the poisonous energy and quickly turned black and withered.
But Zhang Chuyi acted like an innocent person, moving around in the poisonous heat, getting closer and closer to him.
The thin man realized something was wrong and kicked his feet on the ground to pull away.
"Now!" Zhang Chuyi's eyes flashed fiercely, and the long stick in his hand suddenly thrust out.
"Not even close." The thin man lowered his head and found that Zhang Chuyi's long golden stick was still about ten centimeters away from his chest, and he couldn't help feeling a little lucky.
The three of them had already been prepared for Zhang Chuyi's move before they came, so they always paid attention to keeping a certain distance from him, just to prevent the stick that could suddenly extend.
If this had been a spear, he would have been dead, including the tip.
Unfortunately, this is a stick, and it can only go as far as this.
Zhang Chuyi had no way of knowing what the thin man was thinking. He only knew that the guy in front of him was in the air and had nowhere to rely on. It was the best time to kill him.
Also, who said you can't kill someone without a gun?
His Qi can only extend the golden light this far, but he is not only capable of golden light.
"Zhi-chirp!"
A loud high-pitched sound like a flock of birds suddenly sounded, and blue lightning suddenly burst out from the end of the stick and pierced the thin man's chest.
In an instant, blood splattered everywhere, and the light called life quickly faded from the eyes of this Tang Sect disciple.
Blood gushed out from the thin man's mouth, and he opened his lips tremblingly: "You have no idea... who you have offended..."
"Idiot."
This is Zhang Chuyi's answer.
The golden light dissipated, the thin man fell to the ground, and the poisonous energy around him immediately dissipated.
However, Zhang Chuyi was worried that there was still some residue, so he started to breathe heavily after retreating for more than ten meters.
After waiting for about two minutes, he stepped forward and began to search him.
I just heard this group of people say that they got something. That thing should be the purpose of their coming to Lingyin Temple.
I don’t know what kind of treasure it is that these experts can snatch without fear of death.
"Have you solved it yet?" Xia He also chased after him and asked curiously when he saw Zhang Chuyi squatting on the ground.
"It's done, where are you?" Zhang Chuyi asked without raising his head, while he kept groping for the skinny man's body.
"That guy wasn't particularly strong, but he was a ruthless person. After I subdued him, he bit his tongue and committed suicide." Xia He said and sighed with regret, "I didn't want to kill him."
While talking, Zhang Chuyi touched something from the thin man's body.
When I pulled it out, I found it was a roll of parchment.
"What is this?" Xia He curiously brought his head over, bringing with him an alluring fragrance.
"Isn't it really a treasure?" Zhang Chuyi thought of the legend about the stone carvings of Lingyin Temple and rubbed his hands excitedly: "If it is really a treasure map, then I will be rich!"
"It's the two of us." Xia He's eyes instantly turned into copper coins, "Whoever sees it knows how to cut it?"
"How can you, a Buddhist disciple, be greedy?" Zhang Chuyi glanced at Xia He, and then opened the parchment.
"Emperor Namu Moro...my enthusiastic horse!"
When Zhang Chuyi finished reading the first line, he immediately cursed.
