"impossible!!"
Four palms strike each other. Even though Monk Xinmei had excellent meditation skills, he could not maintain peace of mind at this moment.
His internal strength itself is extremely profound, and now he brings four monks to attack at the same time. If Yu Liancheng overwhelms him with his unique skills and clever moves, then that's it.
But now the two palm powers are clashing. Although his palm power is like huge waves coming one after another, the opponent's palm power is like a mountain stretching across the sky, allowing the waves to beat continuously without moving.
It is conceivable that once the opponent's palm power really breaks out, it will be as powerful as a sacred mountain collapsing, and it will be irresistible. The vast oceans, rivers and turbulent seas will explode with countless waves until they are filled up.
But the monk Xinmei couldn't retreat.
Because as soon as he retreats, the mountain-like power of Yuliancheng will definitely attack suddenly. Not only will he be seriously injured, but even the Shaolin disciples behind him will definitely not be able to escape intact.
"You've already taken action, it's my turn!"
Yu Liancheng was still able to speak, and he was still very leisurely.
The next moment, what I was worried about finally appeared.
Yu Liancheng's arm shook. Not only was his energy reaching its peak, but the power of Ruyi Tianmo Gong also completely exploded. The floor beneath his feet shattered inch by inch, shooting out in all directions, and the unparalleled power finally struck Monk Xinmei.
Boom! !
Monk Xinmei was still standing on the same spot, but a deep pit had sunk beneath his feet. The four Shaolin monks behind him had been thrown out like kites with broken strings, smashing across a distance of five or six feet, and they had already passed out.
After a moment, Yu Liancheng lowered his arms and retracted them, calmly and calmly.
The moment he took it back, Monk Xinmei fell to the ground as if he had no bones, his face turned earth-colored.
Yu Liancheng glanced down at him, then casually launched an air-piercing finger force, hitting his dantian.
Monk Xinmei suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, his face was as pale as paper, and his profound skills flowed away like a flood as his Dantian shattered. No matter how he used the Shaolin Mental Technique, it was of no use.
"You...you are so poisonous..."
The true energy passed away, and in a short period of time, the monk Xinmei seemed to have aged ten or twenty years, with wrinkles all over the place, and a sense of twilight, like a dying old man. In other words, he is a dying old man.
"Hey, I didn't take your life, so I'm showing mercy." Yu Liancheng sneered: "Since you are a monk, you should chant sutras and chant Buddhas in the morning and evening, instead of stirring up trouble in the world. I think you are simply greedy. A flower monk who is vain and has nothing to do when he is full."
Monk Xinmei was seriously injured by Yu Liancheng, and now his superb internal skills that he had cultivated for decades were ruined. After being so provoked by Yu Liancheng, he finally couldn't help spitting out blood and fainted.
"You, a monk, need to practice your meditation skills well." Yu Liancheng shook his head and glanced across the audience. He saw Long Xiaoyun who was limping with a leg and was about to run away without a trace. He couldn't help but Lang laughed and said: "Fourth Master Long, if you take another step, be careful that the other leg will also be lame."
These words seemed to carry some kind of strange power, and they immediately captured Long Xiaoyun, making him motionless, as if he was being tapped.
"Fourth Master Long, turn around and face me."
Long Xiaoyun turned around obediently and faced Yulian City.
Yu Liancheng laughed loudly again and said, "I have a few questions. Please answer them, Fourth Master Long."
There was horror and fear in Long Xiaoyun's eyes, and the corner of his mouth twitched, forcing a flattering smile to appear on his stiff face: "Jade... Master Yu, may I ask."
Yulian Cheng said: "The first question is, is this place called Liujue Village or Xingyun Village?"
A trace of hatred and fear flashed in Long Xiaoyun's eyes, and he mumbled, "Yes... it's Liujue Village."
"It seems that I remembered correctly. This is indeed Liujue Village. It's a pity that the plaque hasn't been put up yet." Yu Yu
Liancheng smiled and nodded: "Second question, since this is Liujue Village and I am the owner of Liujue Village, if these people break into my mansion without authorization and want to beat or kill me, the master, then I will punish them. Is it right to take action?"
Long Xiaoyun immediately said: "Of course it should be, of course it should be natural. I am the guest of the village owner, and I have never made any move against the village owner, so the owner please don't do anything to me." This man's mind was spinning. It's not slow either.
"Of course people like me will not kill innocent people indiscriminately." Yu Liancheng smiled and said: "They all say that I am a plum blossom thief, but I think you, Long Siye, look like a plum blossom thief. So, are you a plum blossom thief or a plum blossom thief? Am I a plum blossom thief?"
Long Xiaoyun said: "None of us are plum blossom thieves."
However, Yu Liancheng repeated his last words: "Are you the Plum Blossom Thief, or am I the Plum Blossom Thief?"
Only this time, Yu Liancheng's eyes were sharper, and it seemed that he was about to kill someone if he couldn't hear the answer he wanted.
Long Xiaoyun hesitated for a moment and finally said: "Of course the young master is not the Plum Blossom Thief."
"Then you are the Plum Blossom Thief."
The corner of Long Xiaoyun's mouth twitched: "Yes, I am the Plum Blossom Thief."
"Hmph, I have long seen that you have caused countless plum blossom robbers. A young hero like me naturally wants to do justice for heaven." Yu Liancheng sneered and suddenly dropped the broken sword on the ground.
Suddenly, the broken sword turned into a silver lightning and stabbed Long Xiaoyun in the chest.
Needless to say, Yu Liancheng's martial arts skills went without saying. Although he just kicked casually, this broken sword had turned into an extremely terrifying hidden weapon.
There may be some light kung fu masters or hidden weapon masters in the world who can escape, but this person is definitely not including Long Xiaoyun, not to mention he is injured.
Long Xiaoyun also knew this, and there was despair in his eyes.
But at this moment, another bright light flew out.
This ray of light was actually faster and sharper than a broken sword.
Just a "dang" sound was heard, and the bright light hit the broken sword.
The power carried by the broken sword was particularly huge, but it was also knocked away from its original angle. Finally, it passed by Long Xiaoyun's shoulder, and the bright silver sword light took away a large amount of flesh and blood.
Long Xiaoyun screamed in agony and collapsed on the ground, his face pale and his forehead covered with cold sweat.
But no matter what, his life was saved.
"Li Tanhua, since you are here, come out. Hiding is not your style." Yu Liancheng stood with his hands behind his back and his voice was loud.
"You must be spared and spared. Brother Yu has killed enough people today. Let him go." A man walked out from behind the corridor with a wry smile.
This man is neither too tall nor too short. The corners of his eyes are full of wrinkles. He looks very vicissitudes of life. He is a down-and-out middle-aged man. However, his eyes seem to be green, with the vitality of speaking. .
"Brother, save me! Save me!!" Long Xiaoyun saw someone, just like a drowning man seeing a life-saving straw.
This person is none other than Li Xunhuan.
