Chapter Eleven: Tong Baixiong
"ah……"
The man in the mysterious and well-dressed sect of the "Sun Moon God Cult" who had his palm penetrated suddenly let out a miserable cry, stepped back a few steps, leaned against the threshold, and looked at Luo Zhan with a look of horror on his face.
, said with a trembling voice.
"How brave! How dare you take action against the divine cult! You, you wait!"
The man in a mysterious suit with his back leaning against the threshold never expected that his blowing palm would not only fail to injure Luo Zhan at all, but would actually destroy his palm strength. Immediately, he uttered a cruel word in a sharp voice and stumbled to the ground.
Run away.
"Yes, although I have not reached the innate realm, the power of "One Yang Finger" is already extremely impressive."
Luo Zhan shook his index finger slightly to wipe away the stained blood. Luo Zhan nodded slightly and realized that the fingering method on the back of the palm of the men taught by the "Sun and Moon God Cult" was exactly from the "One Yang Finger", a secret technique of Tianjie.
Although Luo Zhan has not reached the innate state at this time and cannot activate the strength of his fingers out of the body to hurt people from a distance, but in close combat, the sword pointed at is also extremely powerful, comparable to weapons, and is rare among warriors of the same level.
A capable enemy.
"Who dares to stop my "Sun Moon God Sect" Fenglei Hall from doing things? Tong Mou is here to ask for advice!"
Not long after, a burst of miscellaneous footsteps came from far away, and a loud shout suddenly sounded from the distance, interrupting Luo Zhan's emotion.
Immediately afterwards, people followed the sound, and a thick man wearing a black robe came first. Then, without waiting for Luo Zhan to reply, he just shouted in a cold voice: "Hey! It turns out to be a little baby, seriously.
act recklessly!"
"Tong Baixiong?"
Looking at the tall man in black robe with thick beard in front of him, a trace of doubt flashed in Luo Zhan's eyes, and he asked in confusion.
"Huh? Little doll knows Tong! I wonder which sect the young hero comes from?"
Hearing Luo Zhan say his name, Tong Baixiong, the leader of the Fenglei Hall of the "Sun Moon God Sect", was immediately stunned. Then, with a solemn look on his face, he solemnly raised his fists and shouted angrily.
"Even if my sect says it, the Tong Hall Master probably doesn't know about it. It doesn't matter if he doesn't say it. But how could the Tong Hall Master live here? Could it be that he can't survive in "Blackwood Cliff"?"
Seeing Tong Baixiong's solemn expression, Luo Zhan couldn't help but laugh. He moved slightly, facing the window with his back, and asked with a slight joke.
As the leader of the Wind and Thunder Hall of the "Sun and Moon God Sect", Tong Baixiong's cultivation is extraordinary, and he has already reached the perfection of the early stage of innateness. However, although the devil's sect's martial arts have many quick-achieved methods, their foundation is not solid. Even if they are promoted to innate
In this realm, it is also difficult to rival those of the same level of righteousness.
Therefore, Luo Zhan, who had just achieved some success in the unique skill "Nine Yang Magic", had the idea of testing his current strength, even though Tong Baixiong possessed innate power.
"Huh? Since the little baby is seeking death, Tong will grant it to you!"
Today, the power of the "Sun Moon God Sect" is mostly controlled by Yang Lianting, the favored man of the leader "The Undefeated Dongfang". Although Tong Baixiong has followed "The Undefeated Dongfang" for a long time, he is obviously no match for Yang Lianting, the general manager of the "Sun Moon God Sect".
This time when he went out to perform teaching duties, he was sent out by Yang Lianting, the general manager. As a result, he fought with a powerful opponent and was seriously injured. At this time, when he heard Luo Zhan mentioned the "Blackwood Cliff" incident, he immediately became furious and shouted.
, the conversation changed and he said with a ferocious smile.
"Hehe... Seeing that the little kid can pierce through the palm power of the mid-term Houtian warrior with one finger, he must be a master in the Houtian realm, so he can heal the wounds of our hall master!"
"I was about to ask for advice!"
After Tong Baixiong laughed ferociously, his body swept across the threshold and approached Luo Zhan, who was not far from the window. Facing the approach of the innate master, Luo Zhan also looked solemn. He took two steps back again and leaned against the window.
As he stood there, he had already made a plan in his heart to escape through the window if there was any danger.
"Look at the palm!"
Seeing that Luo Zhan was trying to escape, in the blink of an eye he bullied Tong Baixiong, who was in front of Luo Zhan. With a fierce look in his eyes, he raised his hand and struck Luo Zhan hard with a palm.
"One Yang Finger!"
Faced with a palm force whistling in the strong wind, Luo Zhan did not dare to neglect at all. The "Nine Yang Qi" surging in the meridians in his body rolled like a dragon, and his index finger was like a gun.
With the tip of his index finger, a palm print as big as a cattail leaf fan came towards him and he quickly clicked away.
"Haha... I want to escape! There is no door!"
However, just as the palms and fingers were about to collide, the dark and thick palm like a cattail leaf shrank strangely, avoiding the force of Luo Zhan's pointed fingers. With five fingers, he grabbed Luo Zhan.
live.
"Oops!"
Compared with "Tong Baixiong", the leader of the Fenglei Hall of the "Riyue God Sect" who has been around for decades, Luo Zhan's combat experience is far less than that. Now that he has just fought with a real innate master, his flaws have been fully exposed.
And out.
Immediately, while Luo Zhan rotated his left hand to rescue him, the "Nine Yang Qi" in his body was like the water in the Nu River, surging, flowing, and rushing through the veins of his wrist.
In an instant, wherever the "Nine Yang True Qi" passed by, a layer of Gang Qi as thin as paper passed through his body. In the blink of an eye, while Tong Baixiong grabbed Luo Zhan's wrist,
It flows through.
"Eh? Such pure inner strength!"
Immediately afterwards, Tong Baixiong, who had captured the pulse gate of Luo Zhan's wrist, had not had time to express his joy, but felt a sudden shock at Luo Zhan's wrist where he had grasped it, like holding an iron hoop. The next moment, Luo Zhan's captured wrist,
It was like a loach, out of Tong Baixiong's control.
The cooked duck flew away, but Tong Baixiong's expression was not annoyed but happy. After letting out a light sigh, his left hand quickly came out and held it empty against Luo Zhan's "yang finger".
"laugh……"
However, the leader of Fenglei Hall, "Tong Baixiong", miscalculated again. Although he wrapped his palms with layers of innate innocence, as soon as he collided with Luo Zhan's sharp finger, he was immediately torn apart like a piece of rotten wood with a sharp axe.
Break through and reach the palm of your hand.
This is the power of the heaven-level secret skill of "One Yang Finger". Although Luo Zhan has never stepped into the innate world, with the blessing of the internal power of "Nine Yang Zhenqi" to Gang Zhiyang, he can still compete with the innate masters.
"Hmph, little trick to attract stars!"
Feeling the burning heat and a hint of coolness in the middle of his palm, the master of Fenglei Hall, "Tong Baixiong", knew that his iron palm, which had been tempered for a long time, had been broken through the layers of skin by Luo Zhan's fingers. If it were not for the innate true energy instilled in the palm of his hand in advance, he thought it was protecting him.
, the palm struck at this moment will inevitably end up being pierced.
Immediately, Tong Baixiong groaned, a sharp light flashed in his eyes, and he ignored the dull pain in his palm and repeated his old trick. He closed his five fingers together and used up Luo Zhan's new energy. The index finger that had not used the old energy was firmly grasped.
"Um?"
Suddenly, Luo Zhan, whose index finger was firmly grasped, had a sudden change in his complexion, but the surging "Nine Yang Qi" in his body actually floated faintly, and silk threads repeatedly leaked out from his fingertips.
It should be noted that the inner strength of true energy is the foundation of a warrior. It is not an exaggeration to say that it is a dual cultivation of both sex and life. At this moment, the "Nine Yang True Qi" that has been cultivated for many days is leaking out again and again without one's intention.
Chapter completed!