The monks and Taoists fight each other, and fists and palms meet.
Outside the "Da Qian Demon Subduing Array", there was a burst of "bang bang" sound, which made Wu Xi and others secretly startled.
However, after several moves, he still managed to maintain his success, which made the group of Taoists stand in awe of the little Taoist priest who came diagonally towards him.
Gongsun Xuantong, Tong Chunxi, Yuchiyuan and others recognized him immediately. Tong Chunxi was even more happy and worried: "Chong Lingzi! Today's assassin is not a trivial matter. If you are difficult to defeat, don't force it! I am the same as you all."
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Chong Lingzi Yang Chaoxi punched out again, received Hui Cong's palm, and said calmly: "Aunt Chunxi, don't worry! If it's someone else, Xiaodao may have to be wary. But yesterday, Xiaodao was in Chonghua
I learned a new palm technique in the temple, I don’t know if it is true or not, but I just happened to confirm it with this great monk..."
Before he finished speaking, Yang Zhaoxi spread his fists into claws, stepped forward with his feet, and used the "Monkey Splashing Fist" move. He suddenly jumped up and jumped onto Hui Cong's shoulders. At the same time, his claws were like lightning, only above Hui Cong's head.
He scratched a few times and immediately pulled off the fake head and the black scarf on his face, revealing a shiny bald head.
Monk Hui Cong's eyes were sinister and fierce. After shouting "little miscellaneous hair", he became more careless in his moves. When he swung the "Thousand Buddha Palm", his moves were fierce and powerful, not only the wind and thunder,
The sound was loud, and even more phantoms appeared.
The shadow was real, casual and real. Immediately, he used a set of "monkey fists" to jump around, and his claws were nowhere to be found. The long chain sword in his right hand was flicked and turned, and the sword head was turned back.
Xiang, it was Yang Chaoxi's lower back.
Yang Chaoxi turned over like a kite, barely avoiding the sword and slashing back. He immediately stopped, drew the Shadow Sword from behind with his backhand, aimed at the long chain sword, and executed three consecutive strikes of "tick, chop, and point."
Only three crisp sounds of "Zheng! Zheng! Zheng!" were heard. The long chain sword dragged the slender chain and was chopped into four pieces in an instant and scattered, causing the nearby Taoist priests to turn their heads to avoid it.
The half of the knife head that was cut off diagonally turned over in the air several times, drew an arc, and fell to where Liao Haiqian leaned against the pillar to take a breath.
"Ding--"
By chance, half of the blade went straight into the bricks in front of Liao Haiqian's crotch. He was so shocked that he broke into a cold sweat: "What a bald donkey! Do you want Master Dao to cut off his descendants?!"
Monk Huicong didn't care about him. Seeing that there was only a knife handle and two feet of chain left in his right hand, he was shocked and angry: "Little bastard! Don't think that you can compete with a poor monk just by relying on the power of weapons."
Next. When the poor monk wields the sword, I'm afraid you will still be nestling on your mother's chest and sucking milk!"
Yang Chaoxi frowned and scolded in a cold voice: "Old bald donkey! Keep your mouth clean! Don't monks understand that 'it's not as humiliating as one's parents'? If you don't understand, Xiaodao will personally come and teach you!"
After saying that, Yang Zhaoxi's inner breath overflowed and poured into his feet. He paused for a moment, then concentrated his left hand and struck Hui from the chest. His right hand was not idle, spinning out a sword flower and stabbing Hui directly in the lower abdomen.
Come.
Huicong's sword was destroyed, so he reluctantly raised the chain of the handle with his right hand and rolled it down to intercept the destructive sword. His left hand swung out to block the move that came to the chest.
At this time, the Taoist priests around him heard a crisp sound of "Pa!", and Yang Chaoxi's palm that brought out the inner breath turned around in the air and hit Hui Cong hard on the door! And that strike of the Yin Sword,
But he hit here and there, cutting off a few feet from the chain, and completely scrapped the long chain sword.
Five bright red fingerprints stood out, redder than the pomegranate flowers in the courtyard. Monk Huicong felt that half of his face was on fire, and he was numb with a stinging pain like needles. He was about to open his mouth to curse, but unexpectedly, two molars and
He flew out covered in blood and drowned the dirty words in his saliva. "Well done! Haha! Junior Brother Yang, I, Ling Chuanzi, have never conquered anyone before, so I will obey your slap! Hahaha!" Liao Haiqian half-leaned against the pillar.
Next, I was laughing so hard that I was out of breath.
When the Taoist priests around him heard this, they all smiled. They kept fighting with the assassins arrayed with their weapons in their hands.
Anger welled up in Monk Huicong's chest, and he was inexplicably horrified. He couldn't help gritting his teeth and said: "Little bastard...where did you steal this 'Thousand Buddha Palm' from?!"
Yang Zhaoxi put away the Shadow-bearing Sword, struck it out with both palms, and said with a smile: "When Monk Huiding saw that he was so talented in the path, he was just begging for nothing. He insisted on using this Thousand Buddha Palm.
The Buddha's palm was passed on to the lesser Taoist, but the lesser Taoist was disrespectful, so I had to learn it reluctantly. After all...it's hard not to have too many skills! Haha!"
"What nonsense!"
Monk Huicong was so angry that he immediately waved his palms to meet him. His whole body was filled with strong energy, which originated from his waist and abdomen and spread to his hands and feet. He realized that these two palms would be able to destroy the dead and shatter the stone tablets.
However, at the moment when the four palms were handed over, Hui Cong felt that his fierce and masculine palm force was as if it had been driven into a bowl of batter. It was difficult to continue the force, and it was impossible to withdraw the palm!
But the same "Thousand Buddha Palm" was struck by Yang Chaoxi, and it actually turned the fierceness into femininity! As soon as the inner breath was released, Hui Cong's palm power was instantly wrapped up, and after a series of blows, the palm power was quickly worn away.
Lost most of it.
Just when Hui was in a dilemma with his palms, Yang Chaoxi sent out strong energy from the soles of his feet, to his legs, along his ribs, and into his arms. A continuous internal energy, assisted by the innate and acquired qi, attacked
Monk Hui Cong was in the palm of his hand. Monk Hui Cong could no longer hold on. He was immediately thrown out of the formation with a "bang" and landed on the martial arts field paved with bluestones. The wooden frame collapsed and the weapons were scattered.
Hui Cong's wrists were sore and his arms were numb. He tried to struggle up from the martial arts arena several times, but he always tilted his head and fell to the ground. Yang Zhaoxi ignored him and stared at the gap opened in the "Daqian Demon Subduing Formation".
He immediately ran in with his sword in hand.
The other assassins had already caught a glimpse of the little Taoist priest's long sword, which was as sharp as iron, and his palm skills were changeable and unbelievable, so they all became wary of him. So when he broke into the battle alone, only three of them raised their long swords and pointed at him.
He slashed at his knees, his back, and his face.
Yang Chaoxi could tell at a glance whether the three of them were real or not. He couldn't help but smile. He wavered the long sword in his hand and slashed out a seemingly non-existent sword arc in front of him. The long sword cut through the air and made a slight sharp sound, but
It's all gone!
It turned out that when the three assassins shook out their swords, they were all false moves to test, but they pinned their hopes of attacking the little Taoist priest on their accomplices.
Yang Chaoxi saw this and dared to respond with a false move. Therefore, the sword that was as fast as light and lightning didn't even use 10% of its strength, so he forced the three false swords back.
When I stopped, I was already in the formation, standing side by side with Master Li Changyuan. I felt warm in my heart and could not help but feel proud again!
The long sword in his hand slashed out repeatedly, using the same "Wuwei Sword Technique" as his master, wielding the sword with his mind, reducing complexity to simplicity, only aiming for complete victory, and not competing for size!
Li Changyuan was surrounded by the formation, so he had naturally seen him a long time ago. He had to block the flying swords constantly, but also had to take care of the angel Liu Zhongyi under the pavilion, but he had no time to talk to him. At this time, he could actually sneak in.
In the battle, I also felt great relief:
"Xi'er! I have prepared for what happened today, and I will not let these assassins succeed. Just now you came, you exposed a person's face, and you have solved the doubts in the minds of many fellow Taoists for me. The rest of the things,
Then return it to your master!"
Yang Chaoxi kept passing the sword, but he would be able to block the assassin's killing move. It was even more difficult to help the master break out. Of course, he refused to retreat easily: "Master! Yesterday, the disciple read from a volume of "Two Jingtou"
I learned from the "Information List" that someone in Yishui Pavilion offered a heavy reward for your life, so I came to look for you in a hurry! Since you also got the wind, you should know that these assassins must be no small matter. Although the disciple's ability is small, it can be
If I can't protect you, how can my conscience be at ease?"
Li Changyuan said with a smile: "You only know that Master has been published in the "Top Capital List of Two Capitals", but you don't know why the person behind the scenes wants to hide his name and kill people with a borrowed knife. I am a master who does not hesitate to use his body as a bait to set up a trap here.
We must uncover the people behind the scenes openly and openly, and make their conspiracy and conspiracy known to the public. This will prevent any more comrades from the political circles and lakes from mistakenly believing and instigating each other to fight each other, and letting others reap the benefits in vain.
But if you insist on being stuck here, you will have more worries about making a move for the teacher. Instead, they will easily find an empty door and take the opportunity to attack and kill you. Which is more serious and which is more serious, I think it is not difficult to sort out in Xi'er. It happened to be under the pavilion.
This person, due to some strange combination of circumstances, was involved in this situation today. You will protect him on behalf of the teacher. Otherwise, if you accidentally hurt him, it will be difficult to explain in front of the saint."
Yang Chaoxi drew out his long sword again, cutting off two inches of the blade. Then he glanced at Liu Zhongyi under the pavilion, who was tightly protected by the guards of the Shence Army, and couldn't help but wonder: "Master! The man in the pavilion has a pale face.
No need, and there are Beiya Imperial Guards guarding you, so you should be an eunuch in the imperial city, right?"
Li Changyuan nodded and said: "Yes! It is Liu Zhongyi, Eunuch Liu, who is the servant of the saint. Although those Shence Army have some skills, they are still much inferior to Yishui Pavilion at the moment. Come closer quickly, the master alone is enough here!"
Yang Chaoxi had no choice but to fight and retreat. He quickly retreated behind the wooden pillars of the pavilion and approached Liu Zhongyi.
Liu Zhongyi was scared out of his wits and shouted in a high voice: "Shen Ce Army! Hurry! Drive this guy out quickly... I don't recognize him, he must be here to assassinate me..."
While Yang Zhaoxi forced away the long-chain swords that came from time to time, he said patiently: "Eunuch Liu! Xiaodao is a disciple of Chang Yuan Zhenren, not a bad person. You should see clearly!"
Only then did Liu Zhongyi stop. He stared at Yang Chaoxi with suspicion through the crotch gap of the Shence Army guard. After a while, he tried to say: "Little Taoist? Li Changyuan's disciple? Then kill these men in black quickly! Bring me a book."
The officer is out... I have to return to Chang'an to resume my life... Uh! Uh-huh! Which one of those who killed a thousand swords farted again?! Stand up for yourself, I will never give you mercy..."
Yang Chaoxi suppressed a smile and looked at each other with the six Shence Army guards. Seeing that the vigilance on their faces disappeared, he turned around, moved his back closer, and said with a smile:
"Fellow military lords, you still have to protect Eunuch Liu's body. The path is only blocked in front, so these weird long chain swords won't hurt you at all!"
The six Shence Army guards breathed a sigh of relief. Just now, the six of them had been tense and resisted with all their might. However, the long-chained sword was really weird and difficult to guard against. Everyone was already stained. At this moment, they were just gritting their teeth and holding on. Seeing Yang Chaoxi
He actually took the initiative to block the knife for them, and everyone couldn't help but feel secretly happy in their eyes.
At this moment, Monk Huicong, who had just been knocked out of the formation by Yang Zhaoxi, had climbed up from the martial arts arena, holding a rusty Guan Dao, and reintegrated into the formation.
As the leading assassin shouted, the formation of the "Great Thousand Demon Subduing Array" changed again, and the two rings merged into one, forming an indistinguishable "卍" formation. Each assassin muttered something in his mouth, which was like chanting a sutra.
It was Sanskrit chanting; the sword in his hand was waving, arcs of light swirled out, intertwined with each other, and instantly formed a circle of strange light curtains.
Li Changyuan's face condensed and he shouted in a deep voice: "Fellow Taoists, be careful! This is the secret method of Shimen's 'Gang Qi Lianzhu'. Gang Qi works together, and the combat power will increase! If you are injured, you should withdraw quickly and do not force yourself."
Fight again!"
After hearing this, the group of Taoists responded in unison. They raised their swords in their hands and stood ready in formation.