Chapter 755: Tears in the Sky

The information is pre-stored by He Shang, once he feels that things are out of his control, he will think of sending the information out of his control first, boss, is his backbone.

After the message was sent, He Shang's momentum changed in vain, his feet were like old trees rooting into the sand, one hand clasped the vine seeds to attack from afar, and the other hand was dipped in clothes and fell close to the guard, he was considered to have figured it out, the four great monks were only sleepy and did not attack, in fact, they only had to concentrate on dealing with that powerful young monk.

He Shangdou monk was undefeated for a while. Huiwu used Wei Tuo's palm to attack eighteen palms in a row, but He Shang on the opposite side was stunned with a set of skillful clothes and eighteen fell down, and from time to time he would attack with various elusive plants and vines, so that Huiwu secretly admired in his heart, this kid can use a set of eighteen clothes to this extent It is indeed wonderful, let Xiao Wei weigh how many catties and taels you have!

Huiwu's palm technique changed in vain, and his palms rolled out, and in an instant, his whole body was like giving birth to thousands of palms, seeing the virtual and the real, and the mountains were stacked, which was one of the seventy-two stunts of Shaolin.

He Shang's expression changed, seeing that there was a thousand-armed Guanyin in front of him, and the overlapping palms and shadows were like an invisible barrier pressing towards him, and he didn't know how to defend for a while.

Huhuhu--He Shang poured all his strength into his fists and legs, and the whole person shot forward like a cannonball, and he wanted to use a pair of iron fists to smash everything that dared to stand in front of him.

Let you come with a thousand palms, I will only bow my head and go all the way. He Shang used his fist as the tip of a sharp arrow, and his body as an arrow shaft, the light in his eyes was scorching, and he never retreated.

"Good boy! Enough guts! Huiwu secretly praised, but his subordinates were not idle, and his feet slipped so that He Shang, who was rushing over with his head bowed like a bull, and the Chiba palm was lightly imprinted on his back.

The four great monks in the formation turned around, and quickly connected into a straight line, with their palms on their backs as a whole, and the big monks in front stretched out their palms flat, and their palms were facing He Shang who rushed over.

"Fuck off!" He Shang, whose eyes were as red as fire, instantly rushed to the front, picked up two iron fists and blasted at the big monk who was blocking in front of him, ignoring the gentle palm wind behind him.

Bang bang bang! The strong wind with the crack stone between the fist slammed into the palm of the great monk, but the unobstructed back was slapped into a cowhide drum by the chain of palm wind, and a strong fishy smell surged from the chest to the throat, He Shang gritted his teeth and swallowed it with a bang, and then another one, Lao Tzu swallowed it again.

His back seemed to be smashed by a sledgehammer, He Shang didn't know how much blood he swallowed, he only felt that his stomach was a little full, his strong and powerful fists seemed to hit an invisible wall of qi, the wall was crumbling, but it was still a little bit close, just a little bit short of his mother.

The big monk on the opposite side endured the heavy punch that He Shang desperately bombarded, and his heart was miserable, and the four elephant arrays formed by the four people were all lost, and now it has reached the end of the strong crossbow, this red-eyed boy is still slamming his fist like a desperate blow, at this time there is no way to retreat, and the four great monks are not dead or disabled, and can only be supported hard.