How could Ah Da and the others dare to fight again? After getting the young man's approval, they took advantage of the gap after dodging Xuan Cheng's blow and used Qinggong to escape without hesitation.
Xuan Cheng's martial arts ability was superior to that of everyone present. He had learned from previous experiences and was now secretly guarding against the young man's escape. He had already thought of countermeasures and was waiting for these people's intentions to be exposed, but he saw that they were preparing to escape again. Xuan Cheng immediately mobilized his deep inner strength, raised his palm, and a blazing Qi rushed towards the young man's back heart like a thunderous force.
If this blow hits, the young man will be disabled even if he does not die.
As Xuan Cheng's Gang Qi swept past, a light point suddenly appeared in the distant sky. This light point flashed into the void without warning. Then, under Lin Pingzhi's skillful control, this light spot gradually lengthened and brightened, and instantly formed a dazzling sword.
"The finger of the wind turned the sword into shape. Condensation!" Lin Pingzhi flicked his fingers, and the sword as bright as a rainbow emerged from the sea like a dragon, cutting through the sky with unstoppable power and directly attacking Xuan Cheng. Wherever he passed, the space trembled, and the dust was cut open by the sword energy and flew into the air.
Facing Lin Pingzhi's attack, Xuan Cheng's eyes flashed with anger. He was originally a man who wanted to become a Buddha through killing, but at this moment, the violence he had endured for many years could no longer be suppressed.
There was an explosion, and Xuan Cheng's hot energy collided with Lin Pingzhi's lightsaber. They competed with each other, and their strength was glued together, making it difficult to distinguish between them.
Lin Pingzhi used his skills again, and the lightsaber glowed even more intensely. He waved his sword, and the lightsaber whizzed into the wind, breaking Xuan Cheng's attack and rushing straight into the woods nearby.
The sword energy that shot through the air towards the woods fell down with a bang, causing a cloud of dust to rise immediately. Xuan Cheng looked angry and wanted to see who ruined his good deeds.
The young man who was rescued by Lin Pingzhi took advantage of the situation and stepped aside, staring thoughtfully in the direction of the sword. When he saw that the person walking out of the sword light was Lin Pingzhi, his face lit up. , however, when he found Ye Erniang standing next to Lin Pingzhi, his expression immediately changed subtly. He glared at Lin Pingzhi fiercely, obviously full of resentment in his heart.
Lin Pingzhi's eyes met with the young man's. He chuckled and asked with concern: "Brother, are you okay?" Unexpectedly, the other party gave him a fierce roll of the eyes. As if he had thought of something, the young man hurriedly returned the salute with a forced smile. , and then couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed, so he had to turn his head silently.
Seeing the young man like this, Lin Pingzhi was secretly annoyed in his heart, "If it weren't for Zhao Min's sake, who would be willing to pay attention to you? Saving people also solves the problem."
This shocking scene tonight undoubtedly scared Duan Yanqing and his group. Although they are usually well-known for their notorious reputation, numerous crimes, and their extraordinary martial arts skills, both the secretive Shaolin monk and Lin Pingzhi, who was previously captured by them, can easily defeat them. Undoubtedly, they were all trapped in a dream-like situation now and had no time to care about how Lin Pingzhi got out of the predicament.
"Sword Qi is solid? You are so young, young hero, so you are really good at it." After seeing the person clearly, Xuan Cheng's face showed surprise and suspicion. He suddenly stopped in pursuit and looked at Lin Pingzhi, his expression became serious. .
Hearing Xuan Cheng's praise, Lin Pingzhi also praised: "Master is indeed the most senior person in Shaolin Temple for hundreds of years."
His tone was also quite gentle and not at all offensive.
Xuan Cheng couldn't help but sneered, "Since you possess peerless martial arts and don't protect our Han people, why do you want to help these Mongols?" After saying this, his eyes were full of contempt.
Lin Pingzhi was speechless for a moment, and any good impression he had on him disappeared. This smelly monk started to kidnap his morals as soon as he opened his mouth, which made him feel extremely unhappy. He immediately attacked me and said, "I can do whatever I want. I can save whoever I want. Why do you, a bird-monk like you, need to care about me?"
When Xuan Cheng heard this, his expression suddenly became uncertain. After a moment, he shouted loudly and said: "Then let this poor monk learn your unique skills!"
There was a sound of breaking through the air, and Lin Pingzhi felt that the air around him was suddenly withdrawn, and then a wave of coldness hit him. He subconsciously blocked his body with his hands, and his true energy flowed rapidly in his body, preparing for all-out defense.
Xuan Cheng's figure had appeared in front of him. Lin Pingzhi's pupils shrank. This man's speed was so fast that he almost flashed by.
Xuan Cheng didn't stop and rushed straight towards Lin Pingzhi. If this blow hit, no matter how strong Lin Pingzhi's defense was, he might not be able to withstand it.
At the moment of crisis, Lin Pingzhi could no longer care about anything else. He concentrated his true energy in his hands, and a white light condensed in his palms. He released his true energy and turned it into a qi sword.
"Er Niang, take them away." Lin Pingzhi's voice was cold, and he held swords in both hands and slashed at Xuancheng.
Lin Pingzhi shouted: "With this sword strike, it seemed that even the air was torn apart, and a white air sword condensed in the air."
Before he could finish his words, the qi sword with white light was already roaring and flying towards Xuan Cheng's head.
The sword energy is like a rainbow, overwhelming the sky and the earth, and its momentum is like a mountain.
Ye Erniang and Ah Da did not dare to neglect and responded quickly. They knew that the great monk's strength should not be underestimated.
After Lin Pingzhi yelled, although the young man subconsciously wanted to stay, he was grabbed by Ye Erniang before his body could react.
They quickly fled the place, followed closely by Duan Yanqing and others.
Ye Erniang and others fled quickly, but the pursuit of Duan Yanqing and others kept approaching. The young man knew very well that at this speed, they would be overtaken before long.
Several of them were injured now. The young man gritted his teeth and simply said hello and stopped.
Immediately afterwards, Duan Yanqing and the four of them quickly caught up, only to find that the people in front of them did not continue to run away, but stood on a high place and looked down at them, as if they had deliberately chosen this position to lure them over.
When Duan Yanqing and others saw the young man looking at them with a smile, they were secretly on guard. They hugged Yuan Shouyi and waited for the next battle with concentration. At the same time, the young man was also carefully assessing the strength of both the enemy and ourselves.
Suddenly, a huge air sword appeared out of thin air, covering the sky and the moon, and slashed at Xuan Cheng with overwhelming power. If he were to strike with his sword, Xuan Cheng's entire body would probably be split into two. This is because the volume of this air sword is several times larger than Xuan Cheng's body.
Xuan Cheng was not an ordinary person. Faced with such power, he was able to remain calm and composed without even trying to dodge. A layer of pale golden aura emerged around his body, which was the Shaolin Temple's Vajra Indestructible Magic. When the air sword slashed at him with the sound of wind, he suddenly raised his hands and caught the heavy blow.
Xuan Cheng recited Buddhist scriptures silently, and then shouted "唔". The Qi Sword was lifted up by him and could not move any further.
Lin Pingzhi caught a glimpse of Xuan Cheng holding the sword in his hand. The force contained in the sword was as heavy as a mountain, and he could no longer press the sword down. A flash of surprise flashed in his eyes, and he couldn't help but be stunned. He never expected that Xuan Cheng could catch his move with his bare hands. It seemed that this person's strength was by no means a false show. This made Lin Pingzhi realize that he might not be able to win easily today.
Xuan Cheng used the technique and grabbed the air sword with the other hand, chanting: "Om Mani Padme Hum."
It is the six-character Great Ming Mantra, derived from the Great Compassionate Guanyin Bodhisattva Mantra, which symbolizes the compassion and blessing of all Bodhisattvas, and specifically invites the power and blessing of the Great Compassionate Guanyin Bodhisattva.
As expected, as he recited the technique, he instantly gained a large amount of internal strength, and the Qi Sword could no longer fall. Beads of sweat also began to appear on Lin Pingzhi's face. It was obvious that he was extremely exhausted at the moment.
Because the two of them are competing for the depth of their internal strength. This was Xuan Cheng's strategy from the beginning. No matter how talented the opponent was, his internal strength needed to be accumulated over time. How could he easily compete with him?
With the competition of internal strength, Xuan Cheng's raised arms gradually became less relaxed. His hands began to tremble, and he felt the pressure on the air sword getting heavier and heavier, as if it was crushing his arms. Xuan Cheng's hands began to sink under the heavy pressure, and his feet had unknowingly sunk deeply into the earth.
Xuan Cheng knew something was wrong. If he didn't get rid of this power, he might be crushed by the air sword and fall into the ground together with his body and soil.
He closed his lips tightly and did not recite the Buddhist method. But Xuan Cheng's cheeks were as red as a red-hot iron, as if they were reaching a critical point that was about to explode, making people worry that his skin was almost scorched by the heat. Suddenly, he roared loudly, and a stream of gas spurted out from his mouth. This was the Buddhist lion's roar, a profound sonic martial arts.
Just as he roared out, Lin Pingzhi's seemingly indestructible air sword was penetrated by a hole, and its descending speed stopped instantly.
Taking advantage of this opportunity, Xuan Cheng's body rushed forward.
"Bang!"
The support below was lost, and the lightsaber fell rapidly at the speed of light. After a loud noise, a huge crack was torn into the ground.
Xuan Cheng patted the dust on his body, looked at the handsome Lin Pingzhi, and said with admiration: "I didn't expect you to reach such a high level of cultivation at such a young age. It's really surprising. It would be too much for you to die today." What a pity. In my opinion, you might as well go to the Shaolin Temple with me, where you can wash away the anger in your heart."
"Do you think you have this ability?" Lin Pingzhi asked calmly.
Seeing that he was neither surprised nor surprised, and calm and calm, Xuan Cheng had no intention of getting angry at all. Instead, he clasped his hands together and said, "Amitabha! Since my fellow Taoist has not changed his mind, I will conquer you myself!"
Lin Pingzhi said nothing, but shook his right hand, pulled out the shark teeth from his waist, and rushed towards Xuancheng.
A thrilling battle is about to break out!
At this moment, A Da and others also started a fierce battle with Duan Yanqing and others. Originally, their strengths were almost the same, and Ah Da even had a slight upper hand. However, they all suffered varying degrees of trauma in several encounters with Xuan Cheng. Despite the strong support of Ye Erniang, her condition has been unable to reach its peak. After all, after being teased by Lin Pingzhi in the secret room, she still had some redness and swelling somewhere.
So they were evenly matched for a while.
At this moment, Lin Pingzhi and Xuan Cheng were greeting each other with fierce moves.
Xuan Cheng instantly used his sharp dragon claw hand, as fast as a cheetah, and rushed straight towards Lin Pingzhi's throat. Lin Pingzhi couldn't help but marvel at the martial arts skills the other party had acquired, and he had already reached the point where he could do whatever he wanted. He no longer pursues fancy moves, nor does he bother to use Qimen weapons, but instead uses the most direct and most lethal way to face powerful enemies.
What's amazing is his speed, which seems to transcend the boundaries of time. He had just started, and in the blink of an eye, his attack was already close at hand.
Lin Pingzhi held the shark-tooth sword tightly and retreated with all his strength, but his speed had reached its limit and he still could not escape the opponent's rapid pursuit.
But those death-like hands followed closely behind, constantly approaching his throat.
Lin Pingzhi knew that if he caught him, his Adam's apple would be crushed to pieces with a 'click'.
Can't go back anymore.
Xuan Cheng watched his right hand pass by Lin Pingzhi's twisted head, only to see Lin Pingzhi counterattack instantly and grab his throat with lightning speed. Hearing a sharp sound breaking through the air, Xuan Cheng tapped his toes, and his body flew out like an arrow flying backwards. He looked at Lin Pingzhi blankly and asked in confusion: "Dragon Claw Hand? How come you know the Shaolin Temple's stunts?" At this moment, Xuan Cheng's brain was in chaos, and Lin Pingzhi's actions made him extremely shocked.
Lin Pingzhi did not pursue the victory. He knew that in a duel with such a master, his blind advance would only give the opponent an opportunity to take advantage of. The simplest moves contain deadly murderous intent, making people shudder. Since entering this world, Lin Pingzhi has encountered countless masters and gone through countless battles, big and small, but he has to admit that Xuan Cheng is the biggest threat he has ever encountered, even more so than the old eunuch who hunted him before. How clever.
At this moment, Lin Pingzhi and Xuan Cheng looked at each other, like two silent volcanoes, with undercurrents surging between them.
Xuan Cheng suddenly said: "No, you are not using the dragon gripper." His words broke the silence around him.
Lin Pingzhi narrowed his eyes slightly, with a hint of slyness in his smile, and replied: "Master is really discerning."
However, Xuan Cheng shook his head, with a hint of helplessness and self-mockery in his eyes: "If this poor monk was really discerning, he wouldn't be unable to tell where your master is from now."
"Then keep up the good work and give Master a chance." Lin Pingzhi's response made the atmosphere tense again.
The faces of the two people were once again shrouded in serious emotions, and the atmosphere on the top of the slope became tense instantly, like an invisible heavy hammer pressing down in the air, making everyone's hearts heavy. If you hold your breath and listen carefully at this moment, you can even hear the hissing sound of the air trembling in extreme tension and anticipation.
Xuan Cheng seemed to feel the strange atmosphere in this space. He felt the powerful source of power and finally turned his gaze to Lin Pingzhi's face. After observing carefully for a moment, his eyes suddenly lit up: "Sonic power?"
Lin Pingzhi did not answer his question, but took advantage of the moment he asked to release waves of sonic attacks.
Immediately afterwards, a muffled groan came out, Lin Pingzhi's forehead was dripping with sweat, his brows were tightly knitted together, and his face showed a painful expression. Xuan Cheng's thick eyebrows also wrinkled, but the pain on his face flashed away, as if he was not affected by Lin Pingzhi's attack.
