Everyone looked at all of this blankly, but their hearts were turned upside down. They felt that all the words and ink under this palm became so dim and pale that it was difficult to describe anything.
Then, almost everyone's expressions changed again.
Although the look of shock was still on their faces, and although there was still lingering fear on their faces, after a moment, everyone's faces were filled with only joy and ecstasy.
On the contrary, the two of them started to look pale...
Ni Huihui screamed.
"You're not poisoned?"
Xuanyi stood up and said calmly: "Ren is indeed extremely conceited and looks down on the world, but this is by no means looking down on the world. On the contrary, it is the people in the world who underestimate me, Xuanyi."
Ni Huihui was in disbelief and said in a trembling voice: "You...you have never been poisoned by my medicine?"
Randomly smiled and said: "I have been running rampant in the world for so many years. There are countless people who want to kill me. If they use medicine or poison, they can kill me. How can there be a heavenly king in this world now?"
Zhu Faqing looked at the pool of blood of his dead disciple, and then stared at Ranyi... Seeing his unstable expression and his eyes with a mocking smile, he hurriedly dodged and flew towards the window.
Ranran didn't stop him, but he raised his hand, flexed his four fingers, thrust out his middle finger, and shot out one finger, hitting Ni Huihui's eyebrows.
Unwilling to die, Ni Huihui instantly unleashed his strength. Although his true energy protected his body, under this finger it was like sailing against the tide. His protective true energy was immediately broken. His finger force shook three times, and a large mouthful of blood spurted out.
Her figure flickered and she quickly retreated, but just as she moved, she saw the hand again.
It came so quickly and so gently.
This palm came over gently, and in an instant she felt a powerful palm force, a force as powerful as overwhelming mountains and oceans, a soft force as strong as turbulent waves, and a powerful force that could break mountains and crack rocks.
And the evil force that kills everything.
Why can a person integrate five kinds of strength into one palm move?
She couldn't understand this palm, let alone accept it. After one palm, her true energy was scattered, her internal organs were torn apart, and her meridians were destroyed.
Ranyi said calmly: "You are also a pitiful person, let's leave your body intact!"
Ni Huihui opened his mouth, but could no longer respond. He could only fall on his back and die.
He turned around arbitrarily, not looking at the ecstatic crowd, but only looking at the beautiful woman who stood tall and tall, her bright eyes focused on her, and said with a smile: "Qianqian is not worried about me at all?"
Ji Qianqian let out a "chock" and said with a sweet smile: "I remember that my eldest brother once told Qian Qian that even if your medical skills are compared to 'Hua Tuo is alive, Bian Que is reborn', why should Qian Qian be worried about eldest brother?"
Looking at this beautiful woman with compelling beauty and charm, who has really brought out the magic of women to the fullest, she shakes her head and laughs.
He turned his eyes and landed on the marten rolling on the ground holding a wine bottle.
He reached out and grabbed it from the air, and instantly he had the little beast in his hand.
When the lightning ferret saw Ran Ran, he immediately flinched, as if he wanted to struggle to escape, but didn't dare to escape. The furry head trembled unconsciously, and then a pair of bright little eyes stared at him, and "squeaked" twice as if obediently.
Ranran threw the little guy out and landed in Ji Qianqian's arms, saying: "The lightning ferret feeds on poison, and it can drink poisonous wine."
After saying that, the person turned around and disappeared from the bell tower.
Ji Qianqian didn't care. She knew that Brother Ren had gone to capture the great monk. She stared at the lovely Diao'er with her beautiful eyes and said with a smile: "It turns out that Diao'er has such abilities!"
Under the bell tower, hundreds of Maitreya believers have surrounded the entire bell tower, and outside of this, thousands of Huangren warriors have also surrounded the Maitreya believers.
They didn't move because there were still their respective gang leaders and leaders on the bell tower. They didn't move because there was no leader here to give orders.
At this moment, two figures flew over. In a flash, the two figures had already passed through several houses and headed towards the bell tower.
Yan Fei did not die. He met Xiang Yutian, and it was because of Xiang Yutian's rescue that he saved his life.
It's just that he was also seriously injured. Because Xiang Yutian used kung fu to heal his injuries, the two of them wasted time.
When the two of them rushed to the bell tower, and when they were about to take action, they immediately saw the man, and even saw his palm.
A gentle palm has revealed an elusive and unpredictable charm, as if a palm can suppress the sky and the earth.
This palm is not magical or mysterious, but is close to the Taoist realm, almost a divine skill!
There was no earth-shattering or rock-shattering, nothing earth-shattering, but after the palm passed, countless Maitreya believers' eyes, ears, mouths and noses burst into blood at the same time, and then they flew backwards one by one.
Everyone looked at all this in stunned silence, and then they saw the man sway slightly, his figure instantly faded away, and disappeared into an undetectable line of smoke.
…
Zhu Faqing is running.
Is alcohol useless to him? Or is that person just slightly resistant to alcohol poisoning because of his miraculous powers?
Zhu Faqing couldn't guess the answer, and he didn't dare to stay in Zhonglou and gamble on the answer. When it came to the horror of Tianjun, he might be the first person to realize it.
Back when Ruyin was under the influence at night, he was the one who tried to snatch the double robes of heaven and earth, but in the end he was arbitrarily injured and retreated.
Now even though he has achieved great success in the 'Ten Abodes of Mahayana Kung Fu', once faced with any situation, Zhu Faqing still has no confidence in winning.
The cassock was fluttering, and the fat body flew up quickly. Although it could not be said to be as elegant as a cloud, it could be said to be as fast as lightning.
He didn't dare to stagnate, he moved his mysterious skills, raised his energy and posture, and the speed of his movements increased again and again, without any hesitation.
In just a moment, they had left the deserted city and fled far north.
Suddenly he heard an eagle chirping, Zhu Faqing looked up and saw a black spot hovering above his head under the glow... He was just distracted when he saw another white shadow standing proudly in front of him.
Zhu Faqing's body suddenly stopped and his expression was horrified!
Ran Ran looked at him calmly and said nothing.
No matter how arrogant Zhu Faqing is and how he despises others, when he sees Ran Ran again, cold sweat breaks out on his forehead!
He knew that he had no chance of winning. He knew that if he didn't speak, he would definitely die, so he immediately said, "If the Lord of Heaven can let me go, I... I, the Maitreya Sect, will respect you!"
He shook his head arbitrarily and said, "No need!"
Zhu Faqing lost his voice and said, "Do you really want to fight me?"
Ranran smiled and said nothing. Although he did not respond, his people were already approaching...
He looked very lazy, and his steps were slow and slow, as if he was strolling in a leisurely manner, as if he was just doing a trivial thing.
Zhu Faqing stared at the man, and the fear in his heart gradually expanded with his footsteps...
With a long roar, he suddenly took action. He had to take action and he had to kill people. He could only use arbitrary "death" to stop his "fear" and suppress the "death" in his heart.
Zhu Faqing flew into the air and rushed towards him, his sleeves fluttering and his hands turning into shadows of hundreds of fists.
Take any step, your body will float up, and you will raise your hand and strike out with a palm. When you take it out, your palm posture will change immediately.
His palm movements were fluttering, and his belt was flying. His palm movements were as numerous as stars and as fast as flying lights. In an instant, they merged with the shadow of his fist.
Zhu Faqing's boxing skills can be described as thousands of mountains overlapping each other. Each punch is a huge force coming out. The palm position can be bright or dark, straight or roundabout, and the palm position can be changed endlessly.
The fists and palms strike each other, and the extreme moves meet each other. Each punch is behind a palm and lands one by one.
As soon as the two of them fought, the palms of their fists were like thunder, and at the touch, the wind blew up, as if everything was empty, and all tangible and intangible things were destroyed, and their form and spirit disappeared.
The Qi energy surged endlessly, causing grass and rocks to fly endlessly. In the fists of the two palms, a square area was cracked, the earth was split, and the rocks were split.
The figures suddenly separated, and the strong wind howled.
Zhu Faqing shouted loudly: "The first step is to stay in 'Zamatha-Vipassana'."
He gathered and released his hands, and thousands of fist shadows turned into one move, appearing as if from a dream, forming a punch that filled the world and hit the front. The amazing strength at the same time created a sucking gravitational force, seeming to pull the enemy straight towards him. His earth-shattering fist was sent forward.
The fist couldn't help but expand in front of Ran Ran's eyes, and a powerful force surged through the air. Before the force could reach him, a strong wind blew up.
The strong wind whistled, and with four fingers and one hand, the thumb came out when he raised his hand.
This finger is neither sharp nor powerful, but it seems to contain a great sense of silence when it is extended. Although the finger is extended slowly, when the fist lands, the thumb has already touched it.
Just listen to a "chi" sound!
Zhu Faqing trembled all over. His punch was as if he had hit an indestructible Buddha. Not only did he feel that the force under this finger was extremely powerful, but he felt as if nothing in the world could shake it.
The fist fingers touch and then divided, any index finger pops out, and a sharp force breaks through the air in an instant.
Using Qi as a front, Zhu Faqing was horrified, and he quickly retreated while using his energy to block the front.
He stepped back a few feet, but saw that his figure stood still, and a long gash had been cut on his exposed chest.
If he had been just a little slower, he would have been disemboweled.
The courage that Zhu Faqing finally mustered up was almost completely lost under these dozens of moves.
The shock in his heart at this moment was no longer enough to describe, he even knew that if he continued to fight, he would definitely die. Unfortunately, before he could think of any way to escape, the index finger appeared again.
Raise your hand at will.
Golden Jue Finger!
Zhu Faqing retreated continuously, the skirt of his sleeves stirred up, and the wind from his sleeves made the Gang Jin stretch endlessly. As soon as the strength came out of his fingertips, it was like sword energy, as fast as lightning, and shot sharply across the sky.
In the rapid roar, his sleeves immediately turned into rags and fell in the air.
Zhu Faqing hissed wildly and backed away with all his strength. His hands turned into heavy fist shadows and punched out one after another, hoping to use his last effort to block the force of his fingers.
With this move, he had already used all the ten magic skills, just when he blocked the last ray of finger power.
A strange force that was sharper than a finger, sharper than a finger, and more powerful than a sword came.
Use the simplest and most direct sword technique to form a sword at will, forming a change that surpasses all sword techniques. The last palm builds a peerless blade, and the sword falls horizontally.
"puff!"
Zhu Faqing's big bald head separated from his body and flew into the air.
