Ah Da felt extremely angry because Duan Yanqing took the opportunity to sneak attack with his male finger during the fight between him and Yue Laosan, causing the already injured Ah San to be beaten until he vomited blood. Although Ah Da, Ah Er and Ah San are domestic slaves in the Ruyang Palace, their feelings for each other are deeper than ordinary brothers.
Ah Da is famous for his fast swordsmanship. Although he only has one hand left, his swordsmanship speed has not slowed down at all. He rushed in front of Duan Yanqing first. Duan Yanqing faced him with an expressionless face and pointed his iron crutch at the tip of his sword.
A Da was startled. The tip of his sword collided with Duan Yanqing's iron crutch. However, there was no sparks flying as he imagined when the sword energy collided. Instead, he felt a huge force coming from the sword body, causing it to explode. He couldn't move any further. He frowned and pushed the sword forward with all his strength, but the sword bent like paper, which was shocking.
Duan Yanqing was not inferior. He pushed forward with the other iron crutch. A pure finger force hit him instantly. A Da's sword was as fragile as paper, and it broke inch by inch. He was horrified. It was extremely difficult, but as a first-class master, he quickly seized the opportunity and fell back several feet, leaving only the hilt of the sword in his hand.
All this happened in the blink of an eye. Ah Er had already used the Great Vajra Palm and launched an attack on Yue Laosan and others. Ah'er and Ah San are both masters of the Vajra Sect in the Western Regions. A'er has practiced the Vajra Sect's martial arts to its peak, and then from the outside to the inside, he has realized the superior internal skills that the Vajra Sect does not have. The strength of his inner strength surpasses that of the entire Vajra Sect, even surpassing that of the Gang Phase.
Who knew that Ah Er was just a feint. Duan Yanqing had just forced Ah Da to retreat when he saw Ah Er attacking quickly. At this time, Yanqing could no longer evade and had no choice but to stand up and attack. The two collided, but there was no internal collision as expected. Ah Er used all his palm power and disappeared like a mud cow into the sea. Before he could be shocked, an extremely powerful and pure finger force came from Duan Yanqing's iron crutch.
When Ah Da witnessed this scene, a fire of anger ignited in his heart. He stared, held the hilt of the broken sword tightly, and said through gritted teeth: "Duan Yanqing! You evil thief, you are so shameless and attack people unprepared! Brother Ah San and I are brothers, you hurt him, today I We must avenge him!" Ada's voice was full of anger and determination.
Duan Yanqing's expression remained unchanged, and he responded calmly: "You are the domestic slaves of Prince Ruyang's Mansion, and they are nothing more than slaves. Where does the brotherhood come from? You asked for it, you can't blame me." His tone was calm, but he revealed that A kind of callousness and arrogance.
When Ada heard this, the anger in his heart burned even more fiercely. He held the hilt of the sword tightly, and a firm light flashed in his eyes: "How dare you, an arrogant guy like you, to laugh at us like this! Today I will show you Come on, what does a real fast sword mean?" There was a sense of determination and confidence in his voice.
The corners of Duan Yanqing's mouth raised slightly, and his eyes flashed with a provocative light: "Then let me take a good look at your fast sword to see if it can break my Yang Finger!" There was a hint of fighting intention in his tone, and he was obviously interested in Ah Da. The challenge is full of interest.
The atmosphere on the court became tense and intense as the two prepared to confront each other again. Ah Da held the hilt of the sword tightly, his body was like lightning, and stabbed Duan Yanqing with the sword. Duan Yanqing sneered and waved the iron crutch instantly, intersecting with Ah Da's sword. The two people's moves were fast and fierce, the shadows of swords and shadows intertwined, and the scene was extremely intense.
For a moment, the sound of swords and crutches interlacing could be heard, and the air on the field seemed to be filled with the momentum of swords and crutches. A Da's whole body exuded a strong sword intent, and his sword was as powerful as the wind, extremely fast. Duan Yanqing, on the other hand, was as steady as a mountain, with astonishing power of iron crutches and never gave in.
The fierce battle continued for a while, and A Da gradually felt that he was powerless. Although his sword was fast and sharp, it was unable to break through Duan Yanqing's Tieguai defense line. Duan Yanqing is calm and calm, and every move is full of firm confidence.
A Da was anxious and unwilling to fail. He concentrated all his strength on his sword, trying to break Duan Yanqing's defense with a final sprint. However, with the sound of swords and crooks crossing, Ada's sword hilt broke again. His sword had no sharp edge, leaving only a incomplete hilt.
Ah Da stood there dumbly, his aura disappearing in an instant, replaced by a feeling of helplessness and loss. He looked at the hilt of the broken sword, feeling helpless and regretful in his heart.
Duan Yanqing looked at Ah Da, the corners of his mouth raised slightly, revealing a mocking smile: "Your fast sword is not fast enough after all." There was a hint of disdain and pride in his tone.
Ada's hands hung down feebly, he lowered his head and silently accepted the fact of failure. He knew in his heart that he had tried his best, but he still couldn't defeat Duan Yanqing.
And as Ah Da was defeated, the young people also fell into passivity.
The battle on Lin Pingzhi's side also reached its climax. Rows of afterimages appeared in front of Xuan Cheng's eyes, and countless Lin Pingzhi ran towards Xuan Cheng like a line.
Uh-huh!
As quickly as it came, it will leave even faster.
He saw a giant palm with solid energy slapping towards him, and its palm power was even more invincible.
Lin Pingzhi's nerves were so tense that he stared unblinkingly at the astonished Xuan Cheng opposite him, and said, "I didn't expect you, great monk, to have mastered this move." Because this palm was one of the three unique techniques of Buddhist demon-suppressing techniques. One Mahayana Prajna Palm.
"Your Excellency, this is a wonderful compliment."
"Come again." Before Lin Pingzhi finished speaking, he lightly spun his right foot and turned his body quickly. Driven by the true energy, his rotation speed became faster and faster, turning into a blurry afterimage. It was difficult to distinguish the true from the false, and the reality was uncertain. It was dazzling.
Xuan Cheng couldn't help but blink. The strong air flow made it impossible for him to distinguish Lin Pingzhi's true figure.
In a helpless situation, he could only rely on hearing to perceive the other party's movements. He decided to close his eyes, prick up his ears, and listen carefully. In a duel between experts, ears are more trustworthy than eyes.
Eyes sometimes deceive us, but ears don't. As long as you know how to distinguish between true and false, you can rely on your hearing to obtain more authentic information.
Suddenly, the sword cyclone generated by Lin Pingzhi struck Xuancheng, and without any warning, he was involved in it.
Xuan Cheng was silently submerged by this powerful sword air flow, as if being pulled by an invisible hand.
As the strong wind rolled rapidly, kicking up pieces of dust, Lin Pingzhi's figure also danced in the wind, tracing a dazzling trajectory in mid-air like a bolt of lightning. The sword energy in his hand was vertical and horizontal, and the Jiugong swordsmanship was brought to its extreme - Jiujiu Guiyi. This sword condensed all his true energy and mental strength, like a meteor streaking across the sky, gorgeous and mysterious.
He brings his true energy to the extreme, blending it with the power of nature to create an absolute realm that belongs only to him. This is a state of martial arts that reaches the pinnacle. He has control over life and death and determines his destiny. At this moment, Xuan Cheng was deeply trapped and unable to extricate himself.
Lin Pingzhi's body rotated rapidly in the roaring storm, sending out bursts of sword energy. The strong air flow even tore apart the surrounding air. All sounds disappeared in this moment, only the whistle of the sword echoed in the air. He is like a constantly rotating blade of wind, invincible.
Only a heavy loud noise was heard, and Lin Pingzhi finally struck down with his sword. This sword was like a hammer that made the surrounding air buzz in an instant. The sword energy was vertical and horizontal, permeating the air, as if forming an invisible sword net, covering everything around it.
The power of this sword directly hit Xuan Cheng's body. Xuan Cheng's body swayed violently and he took several steps back before he staggered to his feet. He stared at Lin Pingzhi with a trace of fear in his eyes. Lin Pingzhi, on the other hand, looked calm, but his arms were shaking slightly.
Xuancheng's monk's robe was in tatters, and his body was riddled with sword marks. Even the cuff of his left hand was torn in half, exposing the muscles underneath. Lin Pingzhi was fully clothed and did not suffer any damage. But his face was pale, and his internal energy was clearly exhausted.
In this duel, the winner is already clear. Although Xuan Cheng was injured, Lin Pingzhi was too exhausted. The balance of strength between the two has changed significantly. Xuan Cheng was obviously stronger than Lin Pingzhi, and the price of this victory was huge.
After the blow, Lin Pingzhi recovered his internal strength as quickly as possible, otherwise he would be the unlucky one when Xuan Cheng gasped.
Xuan Cheng, who received this blow, roared in his mouth. He did not dare to show mercy to Lin Pingzhi anymore. He was ready to knock Lin Pingzhi down head-on. Up to this moment, he was still not familiar with Lin Pingzhi's martial arts. She was deeply worried that although this guy's internal strength was gone, his martial arts skills and warrior experience were still there, so he still couldn't be careless.
Xuan Cheng shouted loudly, "Suffer death!"
boom! ! !
The two collided violently, and the Vajra Fist of Xuan Cheng's right palm struck Lin Pingzhi without any reservation, causing a terrifying wave of internal energy to surge over.
Xuan Cheng secretly said: "This kid's internal strength is quite good. I'm afraid that he will be seriously injured under this blow. Although this kid's internal strength is cold and weird, with my Eight Yang Mysterious Skills protecting his body, I'm not afraid of his coldness." Internal force invaded my body.”
However, the next moment, Xuan Cheng realized that he was completely wrong.
The inner power of Lin Pingzhi's Vajra Fist, like sharp ice knives, invaded Xuan Cheng's body and started to rush around inside Xuan Cheng's body.
Xuan Cheng felt as if he had been struck by lightning, his body bowed like a shrimp, and then his body flew backwards like an arrow from a string.
boom!
Xuan Cheng's body fell heavily to the ground, and he felt as if all the bones in his body were broken. If Xuan Cheng hadn't grabbed the protruding rocks on the ground at the critical moment, he would have rolled to the bottom of the cliff by now.
Xuan Cheng felt severe pain coming from many parts of his body, as if the pain penetrated into his bones, giving him the illusion of losing consciousness for an instant.
However, for him who has experienced countless life and death tests, this is the first time he has suffered such serious injuries after practicing the magical power of Vajra Indestructibility.
At this moment, the thoughts in Xuan Cheng's mind were flying like sparrows, and it was chaos. So what happened? During the duel just now, they were evenly matched, but now his strength and speed have increased several times!
Although on the surface, this palm seems simple and clear, without any fancy cover or tricky attack route, it is direct and wide open.
But the strange thing is that when his clenched fist collided with Lin Pingzhi's palm, his punching method was obviously different.
On first contact, his fists were as weak as cotton. However, at the moment when your punch power has not been fully exerted and new power has not yet emerged, suddenly, an unparalleled powerful force surges in and knocks you away without any defense.
Lin Pingzhi stood there blankly, feeling unbelievable at the miraculous performance of pushing Xuan Cheng away just now. He waved out his palm, and two waves of manic gas surged out of his body. He was relieved by the physical comfort and inner peace. However, the effect of this palm surprised him. When did he master this kind of martial arts?
Lin Pingzhi secretly sighed: "The feeling of that palm technique is really wonderful." In fact, it should be said that it is more wonderful.
He thought about how. After taking action with all his strength, he tried to capture the traces of inspiration and regain that feeling. He knew clearly that that palm was not just a simple increase in strength, but a breakthrough of some kind, a brand new way of exerting force that had never been tried before.
Lin Pingzhi frowned and concentrated his energy, trying to recall the feeling just now. He recalled that moment when his body seemed to be connected to the universe, and his whole body was filled with energy surges. His mind wandered in the fog, trying to find the key trigger point.
Suddenly, a bright ray of sunlight shined through the leaves in the forest and fell on him. He raised his head and felt the warm light, like a pair of soft arms embracing him. At this moment, he seemed to see a new world, full of infinite possibilities.
Yes, he did not exert all his strength when he swung that palm. Although he tried his best, the power dissipated in an instant without leaving a trace. However, this method achieved thrilling results. Xuan Cheng rolled on the ground in pain, becoming a vivid commentary on this scene. Suddenly, he thought of the move that Zhang Sanfeng used to injure the enemy during the duel with Zhang Sanfeng on the Han River. It seemed to be powerful but seemed powerless, using its power to attack the opponent unprepared. He suddenly realized, could it be that what he had just used was the technique of leveraging force?
