Chapter One Hundred and Eight Three Illusions
With this thought, the black-robed young man Feng Shen stepped forward and suddenly retreated, avoiding the area within the reach of Xu Heng's sword.
With the palms facing upwards and flat on his chest, his eyes looked at Xu Heng, not happy or angry, and his bearing was calm.
Xu Heng didn't pursue anymore, put away his sword in front of him, staring at the other party tightly, his face was red, and sweat was like rain. His breathlessness and strength are close to the limit, and the internal strength in his body is surging rapidly, recovering his physical strength for Xu Heng, and the other party's stop is wishing him, as long as he is given a moment or three, he can recover seven or eight successes.
But how can the opponent on the other side let him rest peacefully?
After the black-robed young man calmed down and meditated for a while, the true qi in his body flowed wildly, gathering and surging in the big acupoints in his chest, and as the black-robed young man stepped out, he stared at Xu Heng tightly with his palm and slashed.
As soon as the palm knife came out, a wisp of strong palm wind rushed out of the void, making a whistling sound, and rushed straight towards Xu Heng.
The palm wind is invisible, swift as the wind, and solidified as a knife.
The slap is a palm, and the vertical palm is a knife.
The acquired triple heaven realm stunt, splitting the empty palm knife.
The palm knife flew with a whistling sound, and Xu Heng felt a sense of danger in his heart, but he couldn't see where the wind knife came from.
The wind sword and sword collided, but the huge force of the two shook Xu Heng and staggered, and he took a few steps back to stabilize his body.
"This!"
Xu Heng suddenly remembered the two fist winds played by the ghost face of the black robe building owner outside the black building that night, the fist wind of the ghost face was like a hammer, and the palm wind of the person in front of him was like a knife, how similar the two were!
Above the rivers and lakes, the symbol of the triple heaven realm of the master realm: the imperial qi outside the body!
And the person in front of him, it takes a moment to brew for a moment to trigger a slashing palm knife, and the casual actions of the black-robed landlord are very different from the two fists, and there is no sign of the invulnerability of the two heavens realm of the day after tomorrow, and the level of water and fire is not injured.
Could it be that what kind of exercise was used to overstep the level and invoke the true qi in the body?
But even so, it's hard to match.
Xu Heng didn't have time to think too much, because the person opposite didn't give Xu Heng time to breathe, he took two steps one after another, and the two levels of palm knives were split out one after another, and Xu Heng barely caught the first palm knife trajectory with his intuition.
Chengying stabbed out, and finally defeated the first attack to the right chest with an attack instead of defense. The second blow flew and hit the defenseless lower abdomen dantian fiercely, "Xu Heng's lower body was instantly repelled by the air, and the whole body fell to the ground abruptly behind his legs.
The palm knife was blunt and sharp, and the blunt force made Xu Heng couldn't help but spurt blood from his mouth, and the sharp force penetrated into his lower abdomen, stirring up the dantian into chaos.
The lower abdomen dantian is the ancestor of the human body's life, the source of vitality, the foundation of the five internal organs, and it is also the place where people who practice martial arts practice internal strength and store true qi. There must be no loss before stepping into the realm of the master of the rivers and lakes, otherwise there is no hope for the master for life.
Xu Heng's dantian was hit by a splitting palm knife, just a sharp pain in the lower abdomen, scattered inside, the dantian was not completely shattered, it was already the luck of luck, but even so, Xu Heng was also in pain in his lower abdomen, and his internal force was scattered and rioted, lying on the ground and unable to move.
The black-robed young man took three steps and three knives, and beat Xu Heng into a chopping board and fish, and the realm was really overwhelming.
At this time, there were less than five steps left from the person lying on the ground, and the man in black flashed his palms again, stood in the air, looked down at the person who couldn't move on the ground and said, "How good it is for you to drink that Meng Po soup obediently, maybe you can save a life." Since you don't want to sleep in your own realm, let you go to hell and regret it. ”
For Xu Heng, the man in black has the strongest intention of killing, starting from the first time his name is.
From southern Xinjiang all the way north to the ghost city of Xudu, in addition to the accident, it was an unexpected joy to meet Xu Heng, and it was also expected to worship him under his subordinates. Now that he really saw him lying in front of him without any power to fight back, his heart was full of happiness.
"Die!"
A cruel smile appeared on his lips without hesitation, and he mustered up the remaining true qi, and slashed it down with a wave of his palm.
The palm knife broke through the air, and instantly slashed through Xu Heng's neck, the man's entire body stiffened, and after an instant, his head slipped off, blood splattered, and he became the soul of the man in black.
"Hahaha!"
Getting rid of the big trouble of his henchmen, the man in black was extremely happy in his heart, and he looked up to the sky and laughed happily.
The sound resounded endlessly in the four fields, making the man's heart happy.
Wang Peng, who had been on guard and did not make a move, turned around and saw the master standing on the ground laughing wildly, and then looked at the seriously injured young man who was sitting up on the ground and was about to stab his master in the throat with his sword, and the word appeared in his mind: illusion!
The master was tricked by illusion again in the battle, the first time he slapped at the air, the second time he retreated, and he threw the token out with his hand, and it seemed that he was deceived by the other party again this time.
"Master!
The man in black woke up again, and saw that the tip of the gray long sword was less than an inch away from him, so he hurriedly took a step back to avoid the edge, and exclaimed, "I have been hit by the illusion again!"
"No, I'm also seriously injured," Xu Heng stood up with difficulty with his sword, panting for breath as he explained to his opponent, "It's just that the last move missed." ”
The man in black cast his eyes on the ground, and sure enough, he saw a deep pit opened by the hollow palm knife. He stroked his palm and said coldly: "What's the use of dodging the last move?
Xu Heng gasped for a long time, finally relieved himself, and stood up straight: "You can try!"
The defeated body is still so arrogant, which makes the man in black feel furious, and he immediately raises his palm to slap it and really kills him in the palm of his hand. But before the action, his heart moved, and he found another thing, a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth, and his body pounced forward, but he suddenly turned around as soon as he moved, and slashed out with a palm, and the palm knife broke through the air, slashing at Wang Peng, who was watching the battle.
Wang Peng watched his master turn around violently, the sound of breaking the air was fierce, and the palm knife was already flying straight towards his neck.
Shot ruthlessly, without any regard for the feelings of the master and servant.
Why did the owner make a move on himself?!!
Before he could figure out why, the power of that palm knife had reached his side, and it was too late to dodge, and as soon as his neck hurt, the world turned upside down.
"Alas......"
Moving her gaze behind her, her remaining gaze passed through a slowly dissipating figure, he looked at himself with low eyebrows, his eyes were full of pity, and his gradually blurred consciousness suddenly condensed: "Triple illusion!"
"Master!
He wanted to shout, but the brain that was gradually deprived of oxygen no longer had the strength to command the throat to make a sound warning, and the falling head continued to flip, and through the body that was falling to the ground, the scene on the master's side also came into view:
As soon as the black-robed man saw Xu Heng's figure blurred, he understood what was happening, and before he turned around, he felt that the weapon was breaking through the air, he waved his left palm to reverse the top and thought it was just the other party's weak desperate sword, and his double poisonous palm was as strong as a sword, how could he block it, but as soon as his palm touched the sword, that sharp feeling made him creepy.