Everyone who heard Lin Xi's words were stunned at first.
Then they all moved their positions, trying to get closer to Lin Xi.
Stay further away from the old man.
As for the big man who almost hit the old man with a whip before, his originally pitch-black face was now completely pale, and he was actually sweating under the biting cold wind.
A person's name, the shadow of a tree.
It doesn't matter how loud the nickname is.
Who is good and who is not good? How many pounds do they have? How capable are others? Most people still have a scale and a beep number in their hearts.
At this time, the Red King of Hell seemed to have seen the real Yama. His previous arrogance and domineering attitude had already flown to the sky. His legs were tightly clamped, but he still couldn't help but let something slip out.
As soon as the cool breeze blows, the whole temple smells the fragrance. Soon, I am afraid that the pants of the Red King of Hell will also be frozen hard.
The old man looked at Lin Xi and seemed not surprised that his identity would be revealed.
After taking a look at the woman who was vomiting blood at the mouth but still struggling to crawl towards him, the old man stepped on her face and then pressed his foot down with an expressionless expression.
Snapped!
Like a watermelon that has been stepped on.
Red, yellow, white, and purple were scattered all over the floor. The body that was fresh and alluring before had now become disgusting and frightening.
Beauty and bones, just a kick, it's not in vain that this old devil has been living in the monk's temple for so long.
"I'm living in seclusion here not to avoid you. Now that you've come to seek me out, it's no wonder I've made your Dongshan sect completely extinct." The old devil put his hands behind his back, showing off his popularity and speaking vaguely. Suddenly, it was as if the blame for the Dongshan Sect was being shouldered.
Of course...he still left some room for it and did not admit it directly.
In order to prevent the real murderer from showing up later, he, the fake murderer, would be embarrassed.
Lin Xi's eyes were red, and without any nonsense, he rushed forward and punched Old Demon Yue Jiang in the heart.
Old Demon Yuejiang showed disdain on his face, turned around, and held a steel needle in his hand, piercing Lin Xi's Baihui, Fengfu, Yongquan, and Perineum acupuncture points.
The Iron Clothes Kung Fu of the Dongshan School belongs to the category of hard qigong. Although it can also develop internal strength, it mainly focuses on tempering the physical body and horizontally training the body. As for this type of martial arts, everyone in the world knows that there must be a "covering door". Even if you practice it to the peak level, it is just moving the covering door back and forth between several key points to avoid it. Opponent's targeting.
Therefore, when Old Devil Yuejiang took action, he went directly to several common key points on the cover.
Use the Arrancar to break Lin Xi's Iron Clothes Kung Fu.
Of course... this is actually of no use to Lin Xi.
After all, others are practicing martial arts.
Lin Xi practices magical powers.
Others practice martial arts.
He practices immortality.
Regarding the immortal cultivators... what kind of bullshit are you talking about?
However, Lin Xi felt that she still had to give him some face after Ku Yue Jiang had mastered such a scheme.
So he turned sharply to avoid the stabbing, turned around, and stretched out a soft sword from his waist, stabbing towards the old devil across the river.
Lin Xi's swordsmanship is indeed average.
However, compared with ordinary people in the martial arts world... it is not difficult for him to get the title of Sword God or Sword Saint.
So he had to hold back a little.
Swish, swish, swish!
Lin Xi attacked three swords in succession.
These three swords looked pretty good, but Lin Xi deliberately left four flaws.
It's a pity that the old demon Yuejiang failed to live up to his expectations and didn't even see a single flaw. Seeing that Lin Xi's four swords were fast, accurate, and ruthless, he hurriedly dodged. A kite turned over and landed on the shoulder of the Buddha statue. He looked down at it. Lin Xi's originally contemptuous expression had completely subdued: "Liao Zhifang is mediocre, but he is lucky. He has three disciples, and each one is more capable than the last."
"Boy, your swordsmanship is pretty good. If you practice it for another ten years, the number of people in the world who can compete with you in swordsmanship is only five fingers. But it's a pity... you are destined to die in my hands today."
Lin Xi resisted the urge to roll her eyes.
Why is it so difficult to fight a 'thrilling' final battle?
So there are three swords with obvious flaws, slow speed, and poor accuracy. What's there to brag about?
Is it possible that if you brag, you won't be embarrassed when you lose?
Is this the maturity of Lao Jianghu?
"What a shameless statement! Today I will avenge you as my teacher, my sect, and the entire Dongshan Sect. I will kill you, the old devil, right here." Lin Xi said through gritted teeth, and then killed him again.
It's just that the tone was set a bit higher before, and this old devil was indeed overestimated.
Now, if the level of water is suddenly lowered, it will appear to be deliberate.
Therefore, Lin Xi chose to speed up the sword movement and increase the ruthlessness, but this resulted in more flaws and loss of accuracy.
He was like a young man who was so filled with hatred that his swordsmanship was 'deviated'.
Sure enough, when he saw Lin Xi's sharp sword, his sword was so powerful, Yue Jiang's eyes were bright, and he quickly seized the opportunity and stabbed Lin Xi's heart with a needle.
Poof!
The steel needle pierced Lin Xi's clothes, but failed to shake his body at all.
Lin Xi gritted his teeth, and the acupuncture point at his heart suddenly exploded with blood. He actually tore the muscle apart and allowed the steel needle to penetrate in, almost piercing his heart.
Lin Xi walked very fast and took a few steps back.
Then, he connected the points with one hand to seal the acupuncture points to stop the bleeding... It was actually just a show.
The main reason is that the muscles contract quickly and have extraordinary recovery power.
If you don't act quickly, there is a certain possibility that the wound will heal on its own first.
After all, weapons like steel needles can be used to break through the surface.
But if the internal force contained in it actually has no lethality, then a small wound... really can't cause much destructive power.
puff!
Lin Xi spat out a mouthful of forced blood.
The blood was sprinkled on the temple entrance, on the white snow, bright and dazzling.
The old devil Yuejiang was a little confused.
He stabbed his chest... What does it mean for this kid in front of him to vomit blood? It wasn't like he was slapped in the face or hit on the chest with a hammer... Vomiting bloody blood? How exaggerated!
"Is it possible that... my Dajiang Zhenqi has improved again, and the damage of Dielangjin has increased?" Old Demon Yuejiang had some self-doubt.
Lin Xi said in a hoarse voice: "I didn't expect... you actually found my cover and broke my Iron Clothes Skill... If my skills were not perfect and I didn't get the whole story, how could you do it because of With this blow of yours, the internal force backfired and hurt the internal organs..."
Lin Xi's explanation made Yue Jiang old devil no longer doubtful.
He attacked quickly.
He didn't take Lin Xi seriously before.
But now, he felt that it was very difficult to keep the boy in front of him!
Otherwise, with such terrifying swordsmanship, if he really grows up for ten years, how can he still do it?
The old devil Yuejiang really likes to take the blame in order to become famous.
But this doesn't mean that he likes to take the blame for things that may lead to death. If he really takes the blame, he must solve his worries quickly without hesitation.
He looked at the old demon crossing the river swooping towards him with a murderous look on his face.
Lin Xi secretly thought: "It's finally here, the time should be ripe! Should I explode?"
"Wait! When the meeting breaks out, what should I say? Do you want to... shout a slogan? Lushan rises and the dragon dominates? I will stain the sky with my blood? I won't give in? Hey... I'm thinking What? It’s too shameful and insults the majesty of my demon. It’s better not to shout and just explode!”
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