Chapter 9: The Mighty Vajra Palm
The sky-high fire reflected the field in front of the gate of the cottage as if it were daylight, and the torches shone like stars, and a group of small minions held big knives and spears, entrenched around the boy. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
Although they shouted and shouted in their mouths, they looked like they were very afraid of the young man's force, but they did not dare to step forward, and could only watch the young man who jumped up and was about to leave.
"Uh..." Seeing that the little minions dared to shout and didn't dare to go up, the corners of his mouth turned up, and the young man who was a little contemptuous in his heart was like a big bird, flying in mid-air.
Just when I felt the pleasure of being like a wild goose and flying in the sky, I was left with the big man who suddenly rushed out of the crowd.
The big man's eyes were blazing angrily, and his stout figure was like King Kong, he jumped out of the crowd, his right hand became a palm, and in the slightest sound of breaking through the air, he brought up a monstrous momentum and slapped at the defenseless young man in mid-air.
"What a smart guy..." Under the light of the fire, the young man clearly saw that there was a faint hint of pale yellow brilliance on his opponent's palm, and this kind of cultivation was obviously half a foot into the Chenggang realm.
I couldn't help but say something insidious in my heart, Dusk originally thought that this group of robbers were all small minions, but I didn't expect that there was a big Persia hidden.
Although he complained in his heart, Dusk didn't dare to be careless, after all, he was in mid-air and had nowhere to borrow, this guy chose a very good time!
In an emergency, seeing that the palm of the broken gold and jade was about to fall on him, Dusk could only rely on the strength of his waist and abdomen, and forcibly twisted his body in the air.
"Bang..."
Hearing only a loud noise, and in the midst of the overflowing wind, Dahan only felt that his majestic palm power was like a slap on a ball of cotton, and it instantly poured thousands of miles, and he didn't know where it was scattered, and disappeared without a trace.
I was surprised, and before the big man could react, a seemingly soft, but masculine internal strength suddenly burst out from the young man's palm, and through the palm of the contact, it surged like a flood...
I saw the two palms facing each other, and in the piercing sound of breaking the air, the figure of the big man swooped in the air, and then the person immediately flew back at a faster speed.
"Boom..."
The big man landed, and in a burst of dust, he staggered back a few steps, leaving a series of half-finger-deep footprints on the ground before he could stabilize his body. Looking at the young man who was in a hurry and was able to take his full palm, a trace of inexplicable look flashed in the eyes of the big man.
The big man who went all out still took a few steps back before unloading the palm power, which was even more uncomfortable for the dusk in mid-air and temporarily palming.
Although "Jiuyang Shengong" has the attribute of being an independent protector, he has not yet completed the second volume, and he only barely removes the opponent's three points of palm power, and the remaining seven points are to break through the boy's defense line without any hindrance and attack the boy's body unscrupulously.
"Hmmm..." Feeling the powerful palm power of the opponent, suppressing the horror in his heart, Dusk only felt a door in his chest, a sweet throat, and a mouthful of blood surging up.
I didn't dare to stop calming the agitation of blood in my heart, and Dusk knew that if I didn't leave now, I would really have to stay here today.
Gritting his teeth and pressing the surging qi and blood in his chest, with the help of his opponent's palm, he took advantage of the momentum to rise again at dusk, his body churned in the air, and he quickly jumped to the female wall of the walled gate.
Stabilize his body, wave his long stick in his hand, and after sweeping away a few robbers, he looked at the bandit village, and the figure of the three speedy people gave the big man standing in the field a look that I will come back, and the young man jumped directly off the female wall, turned into an afterimage, and quickly disappeared into the vast night.
Pressing down with both hands, calming down the internal strength in his body, the big man who was facing the palm at dusk looked at the young man's disappearing back, his eyes flashed, and he whispered with a little expectation: ""Pranya Palm"..."
"Fourth, are you okay..." After dozens of breaths, the three figures had already crossed the bandits, settled in the field, looking at the four village owners who were standing in place, their faces were red and shining by the firelight, and the tall and thin village owners asked with concern.
"What can I do..." Shaking his head, the head of the four village lords raised slightly, the corners of his mouth drew an arc, and a heartfelt smile piled up on his face, looking at the three of them, he said softly: "It seems that the person we are waiting for is finally coming..."
"Really..." Hearing the words of the four village masters, the three of them were stunned at the same time.
The face of the Sanzhai master, who was dressed as a scholar, moved, and he hurriedly asked: "Fourth, how can you be so sure..."
"Of course you can..." With a wry smile, he looked at the master of the third village, the master of the fourth village scratched his head, showed a little embarrassed expression, and said embarrassedly: "I have been abused so many times by the fourth brother, is it not "Pranya Palm", I can't tell it..."
"Prajna Palm..." Nodding, the eyes of the Sanzhai lord flashed, and after thinking for a while, he said softly: "In Songshan, it is still "Pranya Palm", so it seems that it should not be wrong..."
"That's good..." Hearing the third child say this, the owner of the village seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, looked in the direction of the gate of the village, looked at the inky night in the distance, and the look of expectation flashed in his eyes...
Surrounded by night, in the midst of green forests.
An afterimage with the slightest sound of wind quickly fell under a tree.
As soon as he fell, he saw that the figure couldn't help but shake in place a few times, and the young man hurriedly held on to the big tree to stabilize his body.
Although relying on the "Jiuyang Divine Skill", the palm power of the bandit leader did not unscrupulously attack the city in his body, reaching a point where it was difficult to recover. But under this gallop, the young man not only had no time to dissolve the palm power, but instead needed to consume his internal strength to hurry, causing the energy in his body to become more agitated.
No, just felt the safe area, and while breathing a sigh of relief, the young man only felt that the breath in his chest did not come up, and the blood qi that had been suppressed surged wildly, only to hear the sound of "poof", and a trace of blood red had soaked through the black cloth on his face.
Swallowing the blood foam in his mouth, Dusk pulled down the mask, his originally delicate cheeks became pale as paper at the moment, he let out a slight breath, and hurriedly sat cross-legged under the tree, luckily calming the injuries in his body.
The night is lonely, dark as ink, and the insects chirp crisply, dotting the forest.
After a long time, the young man, whose face had returned to normal, slowly opened his eyes, wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth, and couldn't help but look at the bandit village where a little fire was faintly visible.
Tonight's events, Dusk now thinks back, it is indeed too reckless. Obviously, the master told him that there might be more than one strong man in the Chenggang Realm in the bandits, but the young man who was confident in his own strength actually didn't take the master's words too seriously.
Think about it, the strong man in the Chenggang Realm is actually a master who can get on the stage in the rivers and lakes, with such a strong person with such cultivation, who can't become a strong party, how can he fall to this point and become a robber.
What's more, even if he is a robber, such a strong man in the Chenggang Realm is also a figure at the level of a tyrant in the green forest, how can his subordinates not be seventy or eighty minions later, this is too low-grade.
Three or five bandit leaders, seventy or eighty little minions, no matter how you look at it, it's just an ordinary bandit village, and it's not easy to have a few warriors who build the sea realm, how can there be a warrior in the Chenggang realm who lowers their value!
It is in this state of mind that he will unscrupulously visit the bandit village at night, but he didn't expect that the situation encountered tonight was much more complicated than he imagined...