I saw that Liu Yin's footwork was turning left and right, staggering, stumbling, and being top-heavy. His body was swaying this way and that, erratic. But Monk Sancheng saw that he had the power of walking and gossiping. So he stabilized his horse.
Step by step, we decided to "remain unchanged in response to ever-changing changes".
Liu Yin suddenly made an own trick and attacked the upper plate from the lower plate. Sancheng tried to block with the iron guard but found that he was in a disadvantageous position, so he withdrew his horse and retreated. This retreat was like the formation of two armies fighting against each other.
If he gets into trouble, he will be chased and beaten by the enemy. Liu Yin seizes the opportunity to strike with four swords in a row! His sword is like a dragon and a snake, slashing and stabbing in unpredictable ways.
Sancheng lost the opportunity to go on the defensive and could only use body and footwork to move and dodge. Unexpectedly, the last of Liu Yin's four swords suddenly changed his move midway and stabbed Sancheng in the chest at a weird angle with a reverse roll of the silver mat.
Sancheng reacted very quickly in his haste. He took advantage of the situation and clamped the sword that Liu Yin had chopped off with his hands.
"Empty-handed"!
Liu Yin was secretly shocked! Not good! He wanted to withdraw the sword but was held tightly by Monk Sancheng's iron-like hands and couldn't move at all!
Sancheng immediately wanted to kick Liu Yin with a kick, but Liu Yin was one step ahead of him and pressed his knee against his lifting thigh, and then hit his armpit with a backhand skyscraper from his palm.
The big hole between the ribs!
Sancheng suddenly felt that half of his body was numb! Liu Yin's Longquan Sword slithered out of his palm like a snake.
Everyone in the audience, whether they understood or not, was mesmerized by the show, and the cheers got louder and louder!
Miss Liu, Qiqige and others also took advantage of every opportunity to sneak out for shopping, leaving only Wynn, Red Crow and two people present. He had also dozed off watching, but the fierce confrontation between the two made them energetic again.
Taking advantage of the moment when Sancheng was paralyzed, Liu Yin took advantage of the situation and struck out six swords quickly!
Sancheng used one method to hide and two methods to block, and then he collected the energy in his Dantian and took the six swords forcefully!
I saw that Liu Yin's sword slashes mostly left only shallow white marks on his body, with only a slight blood mark on his left shoulder.
"Golden Bell"! Liu Yin didn't expect that such a young person could possess several extremely difficult skills. In order to prevent Sancheng from counterattacking, he took the initiative to take a step back.
Seeing Liu Yin retreating, San Cheng and Wu Ming in the audience breathed a sigh of relief.
In fact, Sancheng only became a monk halfway through practicing the Golden Bell Shield, and his body-protecting energy could only last for a few seconds. If Liu Yin continued to attack without hesitation, Sancheng would have lost long ago.
Sancheng took advantage of this little time to breathe heavily. He had moved the golden bell too hastily just now, which had damaged his internal strength. He didn't dare to use it anymore.
But Liu Yin didn't know this. He was thinking about how to break the golden bell. Unknowingly, he gave Sancheng a chance to breathe. Sancheng quickly adjusted his breathing secretly and tried to regain some energy, but he still acted cunningly.
The posture of the golden bell.
Finally, Liu Yin formulated a perfect plan, and a drunkard came over with full confidence! Sancheng tried his best to deal with it with moves that did not affect his internal strength. He also made his own plan: fight with him as much as possible to find
Opportunity to hit your opponent hard!
But Liu Yin soon discovered that Sancheng's golden bell was just a decoration. He began to use various sword moves without any scruples. Suddenly, he slashed down from the sky with a wave of his sword!
Sancheng couldn't take precautions and could only roll to the side. Who knew that if he fell to the ground, he would have no chance to stand up again.
Liu Yin then continued to attack, one move after another, and followed Sancheng who was rolling and dodging on the ground. Sancheng had no other choice but to keep rolling and dodging. The scene was extremely embarrassing and embarrassing. It was obvious to watch.
Wu Ming and his junior brothers in the audience were extremely worried.
Suddenly Liu Yin stopped chasing. The rolling Sancheng was surprised and suddenly rolled off the stage without paying attention.
The kick left him bruised and swollen, Wu Ming patted him on the shoulder: "Forget it! Victory or defeat is a common thing for a military strategist."
Sancheng drove him away fiercely and jumped onto the stage again!
Liu Yin originally wanted to save face for Shaolin, but the brutal look on his opponent's face forced him to pick up the sword again.
Sancheng, as the chief disciple of the younger generation of Shaolin, was so embarrassed to lose to a little-known soldier that he was so embarrassed and angry. His eyes were blood red, and his eyes were fierce and murderous. Did he still look like a monk?
Regardless of his own internal injuries, he forced his luck to attack. As soon as he struck, he was like the most ruthless Shaolin Ten Thousand Tribulations Finger of the Shaolin School! After using several killing moves and being dodged by Liu Yin, Sancheng suddenly felt a tightness in his chest and vomited.
Blood, he knelt down on one knee. When Liu Yin saw it, he put away his sword and wanted to step forward to help him. Unexpectedly, Sancheng suddenly raised his eyebrows and stabbed Liu Yin's big hole between his eyebrows! Liu Yin quickly swung his sword to block, but
Unexpectedly, he changed his move in the middle and turned his fingers into claws, catching the hand holding the sword. Sancheng suddenly swung the dragon claw hand! Liu Yin's right arm was suddenly bloody and had five gashes.
"Beast! Wu Ming yelled when he saw this, get down quickly! Don't embarrass me!"
The spectators in the audience booed, and some people said angrily: "You are worthy of being a Shaolin disciple! He is so clever at even hurting people with hidden arrows!"
But Sancheng couldn't hear anything anymore. He only had one thought in his mind! Kill this man!
Liu Yin's sword-holding hand had been scratched. He touched his wound and cried out in pain: "Damn monk, you have such long nails!"
Sancheng rushed over again, and Liu Yin was seriously affected by the scratch. The speed of drawing the sword slowed down a lot. Sancheng was caught again. A large piece of clothes on his chest was torn to pieces, and there were more clothes on his chest.
A few bloodstains.
Everyone in the audience was sweating for Liu Yin.
Monk Sancheng's Ten Thousand Calamities Finger mixed with some dragon claw skills gave him an advantage against the injured Liu Yin. However, Liu Yin was seen briskly dodging left and right, and did not confront him head-on to avoid his sharp edge, because he had already seen that
Sancheng suffered internal injuries and forced himself to perform exercises, which was the end of his strength.
Sancheng was so excited to kill that he pounced on Liu Yin like a wild beast. After another move failed, he suddenly stopped moving, as if someone had tapped his acupuncture point. Then he vomited a mouthful of blood and collapsed to the ground.
The director of the conference stepped forward to check and announced: "Monk Sancheng was seriously injured and got up! Liu Yinsheng!"
The audience burst into cheers! Another person became a hero in everyone's minds. Master Wu Ming ordered his disciples to carry Sancheng away with a sullen face.
"The next game! The iron-handed Arhat and the horse thousands of miles away against the ten thousand enemy Mo Xiao!"