Chapter Ninety-Two: Enough Ben
Huang Yangshen took the lead.
Bully forward, the soles of his feet hit the ground, his body twisted to the left, bursting out with powerful energy, and his fists went straight to the door of Gao Changgong, as fast as lightning.
Gao Changgong stood still, leaned back slightly, and hit Huang Yangshen's elbow joint with his left hand, and the two fists staggered.
Wing Chun to Wing Chun.
Speaking of it, it is a girl's boxing method, but it is the first fierce in the world.
Lu Yu looked at it for a while, and then he didn't look at it.
After all, Huang Yangshen is old and frail, and he is also a Sect Master of Huajin, so Gao Changgong has no reason to lose to him.
If you can lose, it can only prove that his 100 million dollars have been spent in vain.
The custodian immediately asked the surnamed Gao to return the money to him.
Lu Yu took out Baizi Che, looked at Luo Shaoqing, and said lightly: "One-eyed dragon, don't think there will be helpers, Chen Langya's mallet color makes Zhi dizzy, and he has already entered the master's suit, come, let's practice alone, pick up the two of you, and the master has to rush to the scene." β
Luo Shaoqing narrowed his eyes, pulled out his clam blade, and faced Lu Yu with unprecedented tension.
Lu Changqing, who has recovered his martial arts, is not the same as Lu Yu who could be bullied by him before.
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Lu Yu directly took out the knife and slashed at Luo Shaoqing, Luo Shaoqing was in a hurry to defend, but he was stumbled by a knife.
Lu Yu was unforgiving, and he stabbed three times one after another, directly forcing Luo Shaoqing into the corner, but it inspired the ruthlessness and courage in this person's bones, and instead of retreating, he cut Lu Yu's neck with a knife, and exchanged injuries for injuries.
Lu Yu's footsteps changed suddenly, and Baizi snorted and stopped, stopping on Luo Shaoqing's blade, sparking brilliant sparks.
This time, the strength is evenly matched.
"Hmph, what if you recover your martial arts, Lu Yu, you have delayed the golden time of practicing martial arts for three years, how can you find it back for a while? You're still not a match for me, and you'll always be a piece of garbage in front of me! β
Luo Shaoqing was completely stimulated with ruthlessness, trapped beasts and fighting, unprecedented ferociousness and terrifying.
"Die!"
He burst out, and the clam blade pierced straight out, stabbing at Lu Yu's right ribs.
The sword shines brightly.
The knife intent is agitated.
The knife is high-spirited.
Luo Shaoqing is indeed an expert in playing with knives, this knife is as slow as a white cloud floating in the sky, and the knife light, knife intent and knife momentum all lock Lu Yu.
After Lu Yu subconsciously pulled out his sword to block, the clam blade first eased a line, avoiding the sharp energy of Baizi's cutting hand, and then collapsed like a flood.
A sharp knife.
A vicious knife.
Prioritization, just the right knife.
"You also deserve to play with a knife in front of the master?"
Lu Yu was in danger, his right foot stepped on half a step, his body was slightly sideways, and along the opponent's knife path, his long fingers seemed to play with five fingers like a piano, making the opponent's knife momentum slow down slightly; With his right hand raised again, Baizi cut through a graceful arc in the air, which was worthy of hitting the clam blade.
The sound of gold and stone.
The clam blade was actually cut and unloaded by Baizi to the outer door, and the rain of knife light shattered one after another, and Queen Luo Shaoqing retreated.
Baiziche accompanied him like a shadow, following Luo Shaoqing closely.
"Men should kill, kill mercilessly!"
Lu Yu burst into tears.
This was his first battle after recovering his martial arts.
Of course you have to win.
Gotta win.
Just like he's going to do tonight.
It is necessary to win the cleanliness and destroy the decay.
After recovering the martial vein, he had innate internal strength in his body, and many sword techniques that could not be used could now finally be used.
For example, this style - "Men's Walk".
It is a knife technique that can only be used by combining innate internal strength.
Walking is the way to kill.
Luo Shaoqing returned to the knife to block.
The clam blade snaps directly.
Baizi is persevering.
"Immortal karma is all in killing."
Lu Yu stepped on small steps, and every time he burst into a word, he slashed out.
It's not pretending-forced.
It's about taking advantage of the situation.
Just like Guan Yun's long reading of the Spring and Autumn Period and practicing knives, he borrowed the momentum of this first fierce poem through the ages.
Luo Shaoqing's back hit the goalpost, walked around the pillar, and Baizi chased after him without delay.
There were a few cuts in the doorposts.
"In the past, there were rich men, and they were righteous and promised. The eyes are murderous, and the body is lighter than a feather. β
A hundred sons cut through the air and came out, flashing like lightning and thunder.
Luo Shaoqing has no way to avoid it.
A scream.
A hand fell from mid-air, fell to the ground, bounced up, fell, and rolled a few times before blood gushed out.
He clutched his neatly cut arm.
The eyes are full of incredible.
"W-how is this possible?"
"How could it be?"
Lu Yu leaned forward and slashed his neck, Luo Shaoqing immediately covered his neck, and knelt on the ground, blood spurted out like a sharp sword.
"There is no innate internal strength, and the young master is an expert in playing with knives. With innate internal strength, Xiao Ye is the ancestor who plays with knives. Luo Shaoqing, in fact, I am very grateful to my Lao Tzu who abolished my martial arts, without him abolishing my martial arts, how could I practice my sword technique to this realm, play with me, aren't you looking for abuse, your death is actually not unjust at all. β
Lu Yu squatted down, grabbed Luo Shaoqing's hand covering his neck, and broke him one finger at a time, so that his blood would flow faster and he would die faster.
That's how perverted he is.
killed Luo Shaoqing, Gao Changgong and Huang Yangshen were in a fierce battle.
Lu Yu didn't have the idea of taking a hand.
Reasoning, martial arts practice, and under the strength, they are all ants.
He can kill Luo Shaoqing and chop melons and vegetables, and Grandmaster Huajin can also kill him and chop vegetables and melons.
The two grandmasters fought fiercely, and he stepped forward to be cannon fodder.
It's better to watch the game, and you can learn something.
After all, the scene of two Transformation Sect students meeting each other in death is extremely rare.
Both men have shown a shocking ability to resist hits.
Wing Chun to Wing Chun, it is all inch boxing, and almost the punch hits the other party and falls into place.
It's all about who falls first, Huang Yangshen doesn't look at him as if he is almost seventy years old, and his courage is not weaker than that of a young man, like a bloodthirsty leopard.
It's a pity that he met Gao Changgong.
The realm is not weaker than him, and Gao Changgong, who is nearly forty years younger than him.
The fist is afraid of being less strong.
Gao Changgong became more and more brave the more he fought, and the more he fought to the end, the more cold his face became as cold as snow, like a blade splashed with soju, cold and bloodthirsty.
His eyes are actually not as crazy as Huang Yangshen, but his fists and feet are more domineering.
Finally bleed.
Blood spilled from the corners of their lips on both men.
Go on the offensive.
The one who took the offensive was actually Huang Yangshen, who was nearly seventy years old.
Like a storm and like a shower.
It's a breath of fighting.
Gao Changgong is forbearing, and Huang Yangshen is supporting.
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Huang Yangshen finally showed a trace of fatigue, and the offensive was half a beat.
In the blink of an eye.
Gao Changgong burst into a shout, and his body exploded like a round bow.
Ignoring the punch handed by Huang Yangshen, he kicked out with one leg, extremely arrogant.
Huang Yangshen stumbled, spit out a mouthful of blood, and held on without falling.
Gao Changgong didn't give him a chance, and painstakingly gathered momentum and threw an explosive punch directly to the ground.
fell to the ground, and Wing Chun Grandmaster Wong Yang Shen fell.
Lu Yu squatted down, not to help him, but dexterous like a rattlesnake, took out a hundred sub-cuts, and the poisonous snake spat out the letter, and in Huang Yangshen's stunned gaze, it crossed his neck.
Burst.
Blood gushed out.
Huang Yangshen's eyes were full of shock and unwillingness.
This is a sneak attack.
No rivers and lakes, no morality!
"Yes, I just attacked secretly, I didn't say at the beginning that I was here to talk to you about the morality of the rivers and lakes, the young master is poor and crazy, and finally there is a place to stand in the rivers and seas, and you actually want to beat me into a lost dog and drive me away? I'm going to go, I'm going to have to play with you. Let you people in the city see if you can afford to provoke the young master who does not compromise the means. β
Repeating the old trick, he broke off Huang Yangshen's hand covering his neck with one finger at a time.
Perverted or bad.
Lu Yu felt that it was more pleasant to do this, so he did it.
Huang Yangshen stretched his legs and died.
Die with a grievance or everlasting regret.
Lu Yu didn't have the idea of helping him close his eyes, looked at Gao Changgong, and said lightly: "Brother Gao, we still have two fields to rush, we will be in trouble tonight, don't worry, I'm done with this stubble, Yangzhou Thin Horse, count me in." β
Gao Changgong was stunned for a while, and muttered: "This time I lost a lot of money, at least I have to fly double to be enough." β
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