Wait another half hour and don't order.
…
Ye Mingzhong's feet are empty in front and solid in back, like a chicken or a crane.
The arms were bent into a half arc, hugging the chest, the fingertips were pecked, and there was a faint sharp sound.
However, the strength on his body penetrated step by step, and he sounded twelve times in a row.
Thirteen Shaking Sects, Twelve Sections of Strength, Thousand-Character Crane Method.
Someone who knows something will exclaim in amazement.
Seeing that Ye Mingzhong was just putting on an air, ripples appeared on his robe, his beard and hair were flying, and he was as energetic as a mountain.
I couldn't help but feel ecstatic.
The Grandmaster took action, and it was indeed extraordinary.
Yang Lin shook his head and sighed: "It seems that I really have some conflicts with your Baihe Sect. With this big hat pressed down on me, I have nothing to say.
Will I be the devil if I take action? Is it an act of violence? Is it hurting innocent people? And you are taking action to eliminate demons and protect the Tao, with awe-inspiring righteousness?
I have to say, old man, you are really a genius..."
Yang Lin finished his words.
His feet tapped the ground slightly.
boom……
The stone and cement suddenly exploded, causing the ground to sink and dent.
But his figure was like a powerful arrow from a string, and his clothes dragged out gray waves of air... He punched out, and the surrounding wind howled.
"I ask you to eliminate demons and protect the Tao..."
A punch landed.
Ye Mingzhong's hands seemed to be closed, his strength was divided into yin and yang, and he cut diagonally from left to right, then cut towards Yang Lin's right fist.
He is confident that with his mature strength, he can easily deflect the opponent's punch.
When their palms touched each other, Ye Mingzhong's eyes widened.
He found that the opponent's punch was so hard that it felt like the entire mountain was being crushed.
He cut his hands and palms up, but no white mark was cut out at all. Instead, his hands were bounced away by the overbearing force.
Haven't reacted yet.
His double-circled hand had been hit by a punch.
Click...
A strange and violent shock force was conveyed.
A series of explosions erupted from his palms to the bones of his arms.
this time.
It wasn't the twelve-section force Minghe Fist method of transporting energy, but his bones were broken inch by inch.
Before the pain reached his mind, Ye Mingzhong was already filled with fear.
He moved his feet a little, and with the power of this fist, he floated backwards like a kite whose string was pulled.
Grandmaster Huajin's ability to use energy to exert force is almost astonishing.
Even if he fell behind with one punch and his arms were broken, he still reacted very quickly and retreated as soon as he touched it.
However, before he could escape from the fierce force of the fist, Ye Mingzhong felt that his vision went dark, and even his breathing was suppressed by the strong wind, making it very difficult...
There was another punch in front of him, and it crashed over like a wave in the river.
"I made you cruel."
Yang Lin shouted loudly again.
After finishing the right punch, he caught up with his body and punched out again with his left fist.
The ground behind him was in a mess, with gravel flying everywhere.
The spectators all around screamed and fell, rolling and crawling away.
But this time, Ye Mingzhong could no longer block and use force, and was punched squarely in the chest by Yang Lin.
At the critical moment, the old man took a long breath, the corners of his eyebrows and eyes turned purple, and his chest collapsed first.
The moment the fist hit the body, most of the force was gone.
Even so, under the endless ferocious force of this punch, his body was still shaken to pieces.
The figure flew backwards like a scarecrow, flying six to seven meters, and broke a big tree as thick as a bowl with a bang.
Before the remaining momentum had subsided, he continued to fly forward, knocking out a deep dent in one side of the large truck parked on the roadside.
Zhao Mingzhong was trapped in the vehicle, vomiting red blood from his mouth. He struggled with all his strength to raise his head and looked at Yang Lin: "You...you..."
Before he finished speaking, the side of his head hurt and he fainted.
****
(The following content is repeated. Friends who have subscribed, please clear the cache and download again after 7:00 in the morning. You can see the complete content. Please get up and support.)
Tonight’s chapter will not be updated until 3 o’clock in the middle of the night, and it will be a mess. Book friends, please don’t read it at midnight, and don’t click it before 7:00 tomorrow morning.
From now on, there will be no updates during the day. I will get up in the middle of the night to update. There will be more updates and not less updates. You can just watch during the day.
If a night owl accidentally opens it in the middle of the night and sees that the chapter content is wrong, just go to the bookshelf at 7:00 in the morning and refresh it. Just press and hold the screen, swipe down, and then go in and take a look. (Don't do it before 7:00, it's useless because it hasn't been changed to the correct category.)
What does the little fish want to do? Book friends must have noticed that this is a last resort.
The number of follow-up orders has dropped so fiercely that if I continue like this, I won’t be able to make a living after another month of writing.
I have feelings for this book, and I want to write it longer. I don’t want it to end so early due to off-site reasons.
Therefore, I want to bring some of the people who have left to transfer sites back to subscribe.
We apologize for the inconvenience caused to everyone.
It’s better to vote for me monthly, because I’m so hard-working.
The mind is determined.
Wang Chao stepped out diagonally, his feet touching the ground, his figure erratic, his palms intertwined like sharp daggers, he thrust his body sideways, and thrust his palm into Yang Lin's waist.
Tai Chi is round and Bagua is slippery. The most poisonous thing is the mind.
Wang Chao took out the slippery stick in his hand and ran away as soon as he touched it. He united his mind and used killing to urge his palm. At this moment, he also forgot the humiliation he had suffered at the beginning, but regarded the person in front of him as a great master. The tiger comes to fight.
The cold hairs all over his body exploded, the pores bulged, and the air flow passed by him. He seemed to feel that he was no longer a person in front of him, but a ball of air that was roaring and roaring.
Wherever the air waves are fierce, where the wind stops,
It's like a person standing in the wilderness, feeling the ups and downs everywhere in nature. Wherever it rains and where it shines, everything is reflected in his heart.
Before a wave of air could form, he had already slipped his feet and dodged to the left as if he had been greased.
Like a civet cat, it jumped behind Yang Lin, turned into a monkey with its backhand, turned back to look at the moon, and had already picked Yang Lin's ear with a palm knife.
"Okay, this is the second move."
Yang Lin praised loudly, but this time he was somewhat sincere.
Wang Chao's progress is too fast.
The last time I saw him, he only knew how to attack fiercely, with ruthless tactics, just to get the lead.
This time, when we met again, the other person already knew how to use his body to listen to the energy.
Hear the opponent's strong and weak hand, and also hear your own winning hand.
Only then can he be qualified to understand the changes in virtuality and reality of boxing techniques, and also understand the wonderful changes in strength and softness. He has already stepped into the threshold of dark strength.
No wonder Tang Zichen wanted to choose him. Wang Chao had already surpassed 99.9% of the martial arts practitioners in the world based on his talent alone.
Every battle is progressing like crazy.
However, it is not a good thing for young people to go too smoothly.
So, Yang Lin decided.
Give him another setback.
He swatted Wang Chao's hand knife away from his ear like a fly, and said with a smile: "You still have one more move, use your special skill of dragon and snake attack, otherwise, you won't have a chance to use it."
"as you wish."
Wang Chao groaned, his tailbone shook, and his back shook like a dragon rising into the sky. His hands were like snakes, twisting together to form a snake kiss, like a fist or a gun.
Using his body as a horse and his hand as a spear, the dragon and snake attack together.
As soon as this posture is posed, there is a tragic and tragic atmosphere that permeates people's hearts.
It was as if the arena was no longer in front of him, but a bloody battlefield.
Wang Chao also seemed to have transformed into a battlefield general with a big horse and a spear. He whipped his horse, danced with his spear, and thrust forward. Either you die or I die.
With a flick of his foot, he arrived in front of Yang Lin. This time, he no longer dodged and struck, but attacked from the front. His punch was like a gun, and it hit Yang Lin's throat.
"Yes, this move is enough to establish a sect. The person who created this move has really fantastic ideas and a great mind."
