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Chapter five hundred and nineteenth frightened

Facing the big blood-red hand slapped by the old monk in red, Yang Xingzhou's face suddenly became calm. He stepped forward with his right leg, slowly raised his hands to his chest, and then pushed forward!

Buzhou is pushed horizontally by the palm of the mountain!

After so many years of polishing and perfection, his Buzhou Shanzhang has almost reached the point of perfection. When he pushed out his palms, the void thundered, with his own body as the center, and an unparalleled energy blasted out all around.

It exploded, and the masonry underfoot instantly turned into powder, turning from extremely quiet to extremely dynamic, and erupted like a flash flood.

The old monk in red's originally sneering expression turned into a look of astonishment, his one hand turned into two hands, and he met Yang Xingzhou's palms head-on.

boom!

There was a sudden atmosphere in place.

The bricks and stones on the ground within ten feet of the two people instantly turned into powder. The old monk in red let out a muffled grunt and shot his body into the sky like a ball. He flew more than ten feet high. Then he stretched out his body and his shoes exploded in the air.

Divided into two pieces.

Yang Xingzhou lowered his legs to the ground, plowing the ground like a plow, plowing out a deep ravine more than five feet long. Purple energy flashed on his face, he exhaled and opened his mouth, looked up at the sky, and shouted: "Tantric Mahamudra! What a great one.

Red Sun Dharma King!”

Just look at the lama in red who took his own attack, but he didn't spit out blood. He used a strange posture and internal strength in the air to transfer the energy he exerted to his shoes. The shoes exploded into ashes, but he himself

Since he was not injured, he knew that this person's cultivation level had reached the level of a martial arts master. His cultivation level was not much worse than Li Ruohai's, and he was not much worse than himself.

There are no monks in the world who have such abilities. Apart from the Shaolin monk Wuxiang and the Zen master Jing Nian Zen, only the top master in Northern Tibet, known as the most outstanding martial arts genius since the beginning of Tibet, Hongri Dharma King has this ability.

Got it.

This man is a master of the Mahamudra of Tibetan Tantric Buddhism, and possesses the seal of immortality. He can fly thousands of miles without hitting a single hit. Even Lang Fanyun and Pang Ban have to spend a lot of effort to kill this man.

Qin Mengyao, a disciple of Cihang Jingzhai's generation, claims to have broken the 500-year-old tradition of Cihang Jingzhai. He has cultivated his innate sword energy to the highest level where the sword's heart is clear. He is wise and proficient in his life and has never suffered a loss. However, in the original work,

However, his heart was broken by the palm of the Red Sun Dharma King. If Han Bai's demon seed had not merged with her, and the Tao fetus demon seed merged, Qin Mengyao would have died long ago. This shows how powerful the Red Sun Dharma King is.

Only the legendary Immortal Seal could allow the old monk to take Yang Xingzhou's attack without any damage. Except for Hong Sun Dharma King, even Li Chimei would find it difficult to do this.

The body of the Red Sun Dharma King has risen to its highest point.

Yang Xingzhou's arm moved slightly, and a terrifying murderous aura flashed from his body. When the body of Hong Sun Dharma King fell, it was the moment of his death.

His methods are not just palm techniques. Even though his internal injuries are getting worse at this time, he still has various means to protect himself and kill the enemy.

A long roar sounded from the hall, and the spear in Li Ruohai's hand and Feng Xinglie's spear shot out together, killing Li Chimei like a poisonous dragon. The silver needle in Lie Zhen's north palm shook, and it pointed towards the wandering Li Chimei's lower abdomen.

Bang bang bang!

The dense sound of energy clashing like raindrops formed a line, and Li Chimei's body turned into a yellow phantom. Along the four walls of the hall, the whole person was almost parallel to the ground, turning around like a ghost, avoiding the many people in the room.

The attack suddenly broke through the wall and came to Yang Xingzhou's side in the blink of an eye.

At this time, the body of the Red Sun Dharma King began to fall after flying to the highest point. The monk's robes bulged like a sail filled with wind. The strange thing was that the speed of sinking was extremely fast. The bulging monks' robes did not slow down the speed at all.

, the whole person falls in a spiral instead of falling straight.

Yang Xingzhou turned around and looked at Li Chimei, who had already reached his side. His eyes were cold, his arm suddenly shook slightly, and a cold light shot straight to the sky.

Throwing knives!

After coming to this world, Yang Xingzhou used the flying knife he learned from Li Xunhuan for the first time.

The Red Sun Karmapa, who was sinking rapidly in the sky, felt a warning sign in his heart. His falling body suddenly froze in mid-air under impossible circumstances.

The flying knife has arrived at this time!

puff!

After a cold light that was difficult to discern with the naked eye, Jinlun Dharma King roared, and his stagnant body suddenly rose into the sky. A cloud of blood sprayed out from his neck, but it stopped immediately, and his whole body was like a kite with its string broken.

Generally, it falls diagonally to the distance.

After landing, he covered his neck with his hands, turned into a red light, and rushed outside the Shuangxiu Mansion without looking back. His speed was not inferior to Li Chimei's.

Just as Yang Xingzhou was launching his flying knife, Li Chimei, who was next to him, had already rushed in front of Yang Xingzhou with an astonishing high speed, swaying left and right, and slashed diagonally towards Yang Xingzhou's neck with his palm. Although it was just a physical palm swing, it was still sharper than the sharp blade of a magic weapon.

, and what’s even more strange is that although it was aimed at Yang Xingzhou’s neck, it gave people a strange feeling that the direction was unpredictable and the landing point was unpredictable, making people wonder how to dodge.

Facing the cut palm, Yang Xingzhou's eyes suddenly became dark, and he shouted softly: "Ding!"

Li Chimei's body trembled, and her attack instantly slowed down.

Yang Xingzhou raised his two fingers together and pointed his eyebrows inwards.

Li Chimei's face changed drastically, and an unprecedented fear arose in his heart. The Tianmei Condensing Yin Body Technique instantly moved to extreme speed, and a blood arrow spurted out, heading straight for Yang Xingzhou's face. In an instant, his body

It retreated at a high speed that was difficult to discern with the naked eye, leaving numerous phantoms in its place.

laugh!

An invisible sword energy emitted from Yang Xingzhou's fingertips, penetrated a space of dozens of feet, and flew to the center of Li Chimei's eyebrows.

When Li Chimei retreated, she took a strange step and her body kept swinging in small amplitudes. It was difficult to predict the exact position of this person's next move. However, Yang Xingzhou's sword energy was impartial and correct.

Aiming at Li Chimei's eyebrows.

Li Chimei, who had never used weapons against enemies, suddenly had a slender dagger in her hand. She placed it horizontally in front of her and slashed at the invisible sword energy emitted by Yang Xingzhou.

Clang!

The sword energy collided with the dagger, making a loud noise. Li Chimei's body trembled violently, and the dagger in his hand deformed, twisted, and retreated faster. In an instant, he retreated a hundred feet away, coughed a few times, and said with a smile: "Brother Yang's methods are serious.

This is an eye-opener for me! There will be many interruptions today, let’s meet again another day!”

Yang Xingzhou's face was filled with purple energy, his eyes flashed, and he smiled and said: "It's easy to talk, it's easy to talk. I will definitely discuss it with Brother Li again in the future."

Li Chimei laughed, saluted Yang Xingzhou, and disappeared from everyone's sight in an instant.

Yang Xingzhou shook his head and laughed, pulled his legs out of the ground, and walked slowly in front of everyone. His body went limp and almost fell. He had just fought against Hong Sun Dharma King and Li Chimei. Although it only took a short moment, these two people

They are all the top peerless masters in the world. It takes more energy to deal with them than to deal with thousands of people. Moreover, Yang Xing is seriously injured and his energy is low. If it were not for his strong body, he might have died directly under the siege of these two masters.

Down.

Now, even if he has repelled these two people, he himself has suffered great losses. The injuries that have just stabilized have recurred. The invisible sword energy just now has drained all the true energy from his body, and now his entire meridians are empty.

It took a lot of perseverance not to spit out blood in front of Li Chimei.

Lie Zhenbei strode up to Yang Xingzhou and said, "How are you? Are you okay?"

He had already seen something wrong with Yang Xingzhou, but when the war broke out, in order to build confidence in the juniors behind him, although he was worried about Yang Xingzhou's injury, he did not dare to let the juniors know, lest they get into trouble.

Yang Xingzhou also had a general idea. Hearing this, he laughed and said: "Chi Mei and Hong Sun Dharma King are nothing. If I were at the peak of my condition, killing them would be like killing a chicken!"

Lie Zhenbei looked helpless and said in a low voice: "Brother Yang, you are so polite! The kids behind you are not stupid, they know how powerful these two are."

Yang Xingzhou chuckled and said, "Fortunately, I won't die for a while!"

The fight with Li Chimei and Hong Sun Dharma King just now was really like lightning and thunder. It was almost to the extreme. In order to protect themselves, they didn't even have time to poison. These two people are innate masters, and the Gang Qi protects the body.

Under the circumstances, ordinary poisons would not be able to do anything to them. If Yang Xingzhou was given time, he would naturally be sure to find an opportunity to slowly poison the two of them to death. However, during a fierce fight, this method of poisoning would no longer be effective.

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