In the eyes of everyone.
During this period of time, Miss Yang Si became dull and silent, and it was difficult for her to even speak.
Unexpectedly, I didn’t know when I burst out from the flowers and trees...
Jumping up, the twin swords of the mother and son burst out with bright light.
It was Uncle Da who was about to be defeated.
The moment Bu Chen relaxed slightly.
The timing was not chosen well enough.
She knew that if it were before, Bu Chen would still have the energy to deal with the situation.
No matter what method he came up with to launch a surprise attack, even a joint attack with Uncle Da would be meaningless due to the huge gap in strength between the two sides.
But it's different now.
Uncle Da used his last bravery and twelve punches to get a chance.
Even with the strength of the divine power realm of divination, he could knock back all the extraordinary fist power of a desperate Ming Jin master and crush him to death.
It is always inevitable to feel proud and relaxed for a moment.
And this is Yang Ying's best opportunity to take action.
There was a deep hatred in her eyes that could not be washed away even by the water of the three rivers.
But I want to kill the enemy and hurt him.
Don’t seek to escape intact...
This aspect is actually similar to Uncle Da's.
One hand holds a long sword upright, and the other hand holds a short sword backwards.
The strength of both hands intertwined, each drawing a wonderful arc, and slashed towards the back of Bu Chen's head and neck.
Two flying swallows, soaring in the sky and slashing.
At this time, the powerful control power of the master of divine power realm was revealed.
Bu Chen snorted coldly. He didn't care about destroying Wu Zhongda's heart with one palm. He used three points of force and seven points of force, and closed it with one press of the palm.
When Uncle Da fell down and flew up.
Bu Chen relied on this reaction force to spin like a top.
The whole body suddenly moved half a foot sideways.
Not only did he avoid the double-sword slash to the back of his neck.
He even swung his backhand diagonally and pulled it down hard.
Snapped……
There was a crisp sound.
With this palm drawn down, he swung his five fingers diagonally, avoiding the sharp edges of the two swords and hitting them right on the sword body.
The most bizarre thing was that when Yang Ying's swords flew out of her hands, she still felt a strange pulling force, causing her to fall forward, and she was about to send her head under the opponent's palm.
Blood-red palms came into view, and the smelly and hot air assaulted the nostrils, making it difficult to breathe.
She still underestimated the divine power realm's ability to sense Qi and her ability to adapt to surprise attacks.
Bu Chen's reputation as one of the four red sticks of the Qing Gang was really gained through fighting. He has fought countless games in his life.
Many years ago, he had become accustomed to intrigues and sneak attacks.
Naturally, they will also guard against this.
It was obvious that Yang Ying's little head was about to be turned into a big watermelon with one palm.
But Bu Chen's expression changed dramatically, and he jumped back. His palm missed Yang Ying's head, but made a faint mark on her shoulder, causing her to fall to the ground, and her left shoulder joint cracked and dislocated.
It's not that the injury was serious.
That's not the point.
But between Yang Ying and Bu Chen, a ray of sword light passed by like a wave of light.
The wind is as strong as cutting.
After the sword light slashed through, a high-pitched scream reached his ears.
"Meihua explores the sea with a knife?"
Bu Chen's eyes narrowed slightly, and he looked cautiously at Yang Lin, who had already arrived here with the knife in his hand.
"Yes, it turns out that I am faster, and your men are also somewhat useless.
There is nothing we can do today, why not retreat, so as not to end up losing both sides..."
Although Yang Lin saved Yang Ying with a knife.
But my heart sank.
After the actual meeting, he realized how inadequate his self-confidence was when he first mastered Plum Blossom Fist Ming Jin.
It's all an illusion.
The enemy in front of him was full of energy and blood.
The tendons are strong and tough, and the bones are like iron.
Even five feet away, you can feel the overwhelming heat of the other party.
That is a sense of oppression naturally brought about by the circulation of qi and blood when one's skill level reaches a certain level.
It was really hard for Uncle Da. Facing such a vicious person, he still threw twelve punches and broke both of his arms...
Yang Lin thought this and felt a little heavier.
This battle is very difficult to fight.
"Just you?"
Bu Chen sneered.
"If it were brothers Li Yuanshan or Li Yuanhong, no matter which one came, I would have gone as far as I could, but if it were you, I wouldn't be qualified."
"Let me learn your plum blossom sword skills."
He finished speaking.
The figure swayed.
Like an ape, like a tiger.
The palms of both hands were as red as blood, and he rushed forward with one palm, pressing directly on Yang Lin's throat and chest.
The virtual pressure of a palm changes constantly, and it can turn virtual into reality at any time, and turn into a thunderous strike.
It is "Qinglong Exploring Claws".
This is a rare and violent killing move in Cinnabar Palm.
As for the previous, against Wu Zhongda, Yang Ying and others, he just took action at will, not even bothering to use any moves.
From this, it can also be seen that he despises Yang Lin very much.
In fact, I don't really think so in my heart.
But it's a bit too much emphasis.
Whether it was seeing Yang Lin killing his own men before or the other party's mysterious knife that saved Yang Ying just now, Bu Chen was wary and did not dare to be careless.
This is true even if his realm and skill are at a higher level.
After all, there are geniuses in this world.
The leapfrog challenge is not something that can be talked about for a long time.
Miracles happen every year.
He never wants to become a stepping stone for future generations to become famous...
Become a joke.
Facing Bu Chen's body and palms united and the strong wind roaring in his face, Yang Lin took a long breath.
He dragged the knife behind him, pointing the blade diagonally at the ground, as if drawing out the knife, and then putting it away...
The heart, liver, spleen, stomach and kidneys tremble together, and five kinds of strange power are integrated into the hand and injected into the blade.
A knife was swung out.
"cut……"
The sword was like lightning. One moment it was behind him, and the next moment it was on top of Bu Chen's head.
The unparalleled fierce energy will tear everything apart and cut everything off.
You can faintly see an illusory five-color glow flashing on the blade.
Everyone was worried and surprised.
I can't figure out why this strange scene occurs.
Bu Chen pressed down with a palm, but there was no joy on his face.
He found that if his palm really hit him, it would be a real blow.
Then, the opponent's strange sword slash would probably split him in half from head to toe.
At that time, it is still unknown whether he will kill the opponent with one palm, but he will definitely die as hard as he can.
What a vicious knife.
How many people has this guy killed?
It turned out to be more murderous than mine. It almost solidified into substance and affected my mind.
Why do I feel like my mind has been affected?
Bu Chen was surprised to find out.
Unconsciously, he instinctively retracted the right palm that had sent out the killing move...
It was obviously the first attack, but it turned into a second-hand attack.
This kind of frustration is simply not enough to explain to outsiders.
The matter has come to this, if you can't grab it first, then don't grab it.
A trace of cruelty flashed in Bu Chen's eyes.
Comparing spirit and killing intent, since we lost, we might as well compete in skill.
He shifted his palms, divided the yin and yang, followed the direction of the sword, and rested on the sharply chopped blade.
Yin and Yang turn...
Both arms worked together, and huge power exploded.
The power is intertwined and twisted.
Click.
The long knife creaked like a twist, and scattered into dozens of steel fragments.
The force of the palm was like a wave, but the remaining energy followed the handle of the knife, rushed straight into Yang Lin's internal organs, and hit his chest.
The practice of this move is to bring harmony between heaven and earth. One breath of practicing the Dantian will produce a drop of blood in the tan.
The way of fighting is the rotation of yin and yang, like a yin and yang millstone, crushing everything...
The two were instantly separated.
Yang Lin took three steps back and Bu Chen took two steps back.
After Yang Lin stood still, a palm-sized piece of cloth fell from his chest, and a blood-red plum blossom heart mark appeared on his fair skin.
The force of that palm almost penetrated his heart.
Fortunately, the strength in the whole body is both strong and soft, and at the critical moment, the keel is opened and the strength is used to relieve the force...
Only then did he remove all the force from the opponent's palm, and the injury was not serious.
However, the other party also had a hard time.
"You are disfigured."
He saw a long and thin cut from Bu Chen's forehead to his chin, with blood oozing out.
It was so close to splitting him in half, which was such a shame.
"Your knife is gone."
Bu Chen was furious in his heart.
One careless move and half a lifetime of fame goes down the drain.
He actually fought so hard that both sides suffered losses.
He is one of the four great red sticks of the Qing Gang, a master in the realm of divine power, but he did not take much advantage in a head-to-head fight with an unknown young man.
His eyes flashed fiercely.
Rub your body and put it on again.
This time we will not hold back any force, we must fight quickly.
Beat him to death sooner and finish the job sooner.
