Jiuheng's arm is like a flag held high, and when it falls down and strikes, it is like commanding thousands of troops.
Faced with such a domineering blow, Jing Liuli's face couldn't help but change. She wanted to use her skill in yoga to resolve it, but the violence of this blow still exceeded her expectations!
Revolutions are never peaceful. They are all blood and fire. They involve countless people risking their lives. It is a kind of temperament that changes the world!
Jing Liuli was shocked by Jiuheng's punch and retreated repeatedly, while Jiuheng stepped forward and punched twice in a row!
These two punches forced Jing Liuli to flip his body left and right and keep dodging. The scene suddenly became so dangerous that the onlookers couldn't help but hold their breath.
At this time, Jiu Heng was already firing on all cylinders. He raised his fists and brought up afterimages. The sound of explosions filled the air around him, just like countless bamboo joints exploding in a raging fire.
The shadows of fists all over the sky enveloped Jing Liuli. The Tianzhu Bodhisattva could neither advance nor retreat. He could only stay in place and fight with Jiu Heng.
But how can she compare to Jiuheng's terrifying physical fitness and boxing strength? Although she has shown magical power since she was a child, she still falls behind when compared with Jiuheng!
In just a few breaths, Jing Liuli only had the power to parry and no longer had the ability to fight back.
After another dozen or so punches collided, Jiu Heng suddenly put his hands together and formed a "Great Vajra Seal". His body suddenly swelled upwards by more than ten centimeters, and his bones were pulled out by cramps. His arms were as thick as iron pillars, and he was covered with one punch.
Go down!
Jing Liuli raised his hands together to block his fist. The moment he blocked his fist, his face turned as white as snow, and blood continued to spill from his mouth and nose.
"Hahaha!"
Jiuheng laughed wildly, and took advantage of the situation to hang Jing Liuli's arm, and followed up with a "hand wave pipa". There were crisp sounds one after another, and the tendons in Jing Liuli's right arm were almost severed by Jiu He!
Then, his body drilled together and hit the "White Ape Offering Fruit", which was knocked away by Jing Liuli's body. Before landing, he connected with the "Magpie Treading Branch" and flew out!
Jing Liuli's body flew upside down from the air like a kite with a broken string. His jaw was shattered by the "White Ape Offering Fruit", and he didn't know how many ribs were broken by the kick just now. His internal organs were also cracked by the internal force.
open.
She rolled five to six meters in a row before her body stopped.
Jiuheng did not pursue him, but stood there and watched.
Jing Liuli turned over with difficulty and climbed up, then sat cross-legged, folded her hands on her abdomen, and sighed: "Enter death."
After saying this, she closed her eyes and gradually lost her vital signs.
This Bodhisattva from Tianzhu finally died in the hands of Jiuheng, a flower monk. Such a fate makes people feel a little weird.
Jiuheng also clasped his hands together and said: "Namo Aka saved the Buddha for four or seven times, how good it is, how good it is!"
The scene was completely silent, and everyone seemed to be still immersed in the battle just now, unable to recover.
Two monks from Buren Palace came forward and moved Jing Liuli's physical body down, which would then be sent back to the Tianzhu Buddhist Sect.
"This flower monk is getting more and more powerful. We can't let him go back to prison to harm the inmates!" Night Demon couldn't help but trembled.
"Damn it, Monk Hua is so fierce. He wants to go back to prison. How can we be killed by him?" The prosthesis also grinned, feeling a bit scary.
Qi Buyu smoked a cigar and nodded appreciatively. Then, his eyes fell on Zhao Hongxiu again.
Jing Liuli's defeat made the followers of Rigpa Tathagata in Buren Palace look ugly. Jing Liuli was a Bodhisattva of the Tianzhu Buddhist Sect. It was simply a shame for a Bodhisattva to die at the hands of a mortal!
Jiuheng has retreated from the center of the field. He has also consumed a lot in the battle with Jingliuli, so it is not suitable to fight again. What's more, the next opponent is Master Jiayang, a god-level master of the Eight Classics!
Qi Dangxian turned to Zhao Hongxiu, smiled, and said, "Cousin, you can go ahead. Just leave Rigaku Tathagata to me."
Zhao Hongxiu gave him a cold look, and then walked forward, unhurriedly, with the same temperament as hers, as quiet as a virgin.
Jiuheng passed Zhao Hongxiu and said, "Be careful."
Zhao Hongxiu did not respond to him directly.
Jingliuri was defeated in the Buren Palace, which made Rigpa Tathagata look a little unhappy. However, he had not taken action yet, and everything was still undecided.
Qi Dangxian made such wild claims that if he lost one of the three games, he would withdraw from Xitian Province.
The martial arts people present couldn't help but watch Zhao Hongxiu quietly. This was a female prostitute, but she was a frightening "natural punishment".
This is perhaps the most powerful woman in the world.
"Jiayang, go ahead and fight for your two younger brothers." Rigpa Tathagata looked forward and said to the disciples beside him in a cold tone.
"Yes, Teacher!" Jiayang turned around, saluted, then took off his spacious monk's robe and walked off the stage.
Zhao Hongxiu had already stood in the center of the field, looked at Jiayang who was walking over, and said slowly: "The last time we fought in Penglai, there was no winner. This time, let's decide who is the best."
Jiayang nodded slightly and said: "Red Sleeve Donor, please!"
This battle is another battle between men and women, but this battle has become the highlight!
One is the "Heavenly Punishment" who betrayed the Zhao family, and the other is a genius disciple trained by Rigpa Tathagata and the future successor of Buren Palace, Jayang!
Zhao Hongxiu lifted her right foot, took half a step forward, then touched the ground with her toes, and slowly moved to the left. She also twisted her body slightly, with her right palm in front and her left palm behind, and she suddenly stood up like a Baguazhang fist.
pile.
"Master Jiayang, please!" Zhao Hongxiu opened her red lips and said five words.
When Jiayang saw this, he also concentrated on it. He spread his legs apart and took a deep breath. His aura was slowly and restrained, giving people the feeling of a hidden weapon in his body. His whole body was like a volcano that might erupt at any time.
The two men didn't move their fists or feet, but they were already having a mental confrontation.
Qi Bingxian looked at the boxing post where Zhao Hongxiu was standing, and couldn't help but feel slightly surprised. Didn't she use Zhao's Tongbei Fist?
The members of the Zhao family all practice Tongbei Fist and have many secret hand inheritances, making them very powerful.
However, he didn't think too much about it. At this level, any martial arts or any fighting style was as if imprinted into his instincts, and he could perform them smoothly and freely without having to worry too much.
"Ba! Mi! Coax!"
Jiayang moved at this time. He stepped forward with three big steps, like a dragon, like a tiger leaping. With each step he took, he recited a six-character mantra.
These three mantras caused the entire dojo to buzz, and those present felt their eardrums were beating like drums, and even their vision was affected and became blurry.
They couldn't help but feel a kind of fear in their hearts, and their hearts were affected. They felt that these three mantras were coming from the mouth of the Buddha, which made people afraid and afraid to face them directly.
"call--"
When he took the last step, Jiayang was already in front of Zhao Hongxiu!
Zhao Hongxiu responded to all changes by remaining unchanged and never moved.