Chapter 111

Emerald bamboo sticks swept

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The dust fell, and this was the end that almost everyone had expected.

Their attention had already left the defeated Jiang Heng, but stared at their master, how Heng Song Zhenren would deal with such an arrogant and arrogant cripple next.

It's just that what they saw was Heng Song Zhenren's condensed, serious expression, standing there without moving.

Curious to look back, only to see that the cripple who had fallen to the ground and could no longer get up to fight was standing there leaning at this moment.

The green bamboo stick in his hand shot back at the image of the palm power.

The stick, like flowing water, swung out.

The sunset of Changhong descended on that platform again......

The palm power dissipated, and the afterglow of Changhong and the setting sun turned into dots of stars scattered over the platform.

The platform trembled as well, as if another flood beast had suddenly descended.

They stared curiously at where the cripple who was already powerless to fight against it came from next Heng Song Zhenren's fourth palm, and the strength of this palm was enough to shake a mountain peak down.

Their surprise was interrupted by the sound of "grunt".

When they looked over, they saw a jug of wine in the bloodied hand, and the jug was pouring wine into its throat.

"He's drinking?"

"This guy is crazy...... At this time, you have to drink!"

When the surprise first arises......

A small number of people sounded the picture of Jiang Heng drinking seven jars of wine in Qingyan City.

At this moment, the guy started drinking again.

Is it really a drunkard?

That Heng Song Zhenren's figure moved, and disappeared in place again, and everyone knew that that Heng Song Zhenren was attacking Jiang Heng.

Even if he has disappeared at this moment, the next moment, he will appear by Jiang Heng's side and take him down with one palm.

But Jiang Heng was still drinking the wine by himself, and the other hand, which was also stained with blood, threw the green bamboo stick out.

The emerald bamboo sticks that flew out kept spinning and making bursts of flute sounds.

It's like a piece of music......

The music is quaint and sad, as if the reluctance of parting is overflowing.

Hearing this, people couldn't help but shed two tears......

"What's this tune?"

The spinning green bamboo stick carried the flute sound, and spun all the way away, just to circle the entire platform in an instant.

It seemed that it was about to return to Jiang Heng's hands, and the top of the green bamboo stick seemed to have hit something.

The flute was still playing, but it had stopped turning.

The top of the emerald bamboo stick is in the palm of Heng Song Zhenren......

"Stopped?"

Heng Song Zhenren shook back the green bamboo stick with one palm, and the green bamboo stick flew back into Jiang Heng's hand again.

Holding a bamboo stick, he continued to drink wine with one hand.

The green bamboo stick is like a sword swinging, bit by bit, stabbing forward, like a rain of swords.

Heng Song's real body moved, and the sword rain was all dodged by him.

Jiang Heng threw the green bamboo stick in his hand into the air, and the green bamboo stick continued to rotate, and the song that made people feel the sadness of parting sounded again.

In that sadness, he Jiang Heng was still drinking, and raised his other hand, the bloody hand, first a palm, then a fist, palm in front, fist in the back, straight to Heng Song Zhenren.

At the moment when that fist appeared, not only the people on the periphery were stunned, but even Heng Song Zhenren also showed a look of shock.

The reason is that the palm and fist are the personal mastery of the two elders who were seriously injured by Jiang Heng on the high platform at this moment.

"Red Cloud Palm?"

"Heart-wrenching?"

"This ...... How is that possible?"

"Isn't this the mastery of the two elders of Yongde and Chenghua?

Compared with the shock of the weak people in the audience, the surprise of the elders on the high platform is what is really worth describing.

I only saw that Jiang Heng had another set of fist techniques on display, and it turned out to be another elder's ability-

"It's ...... Elder Shidong Mountain's palm technique!"

What happened at this moment, they instinctively thought of:

"This kid must have stolen the classics of our Qingyan Ancient School, he must be ......"

And at this time, Shuo Buji, who was willing to be an answerer, actually went up to the high platform and stood behind the elders.

"Two elders, the Red Cloud Palm and the Heart-Destroying Mountain Fist are the only ones you can, and there is no other book in the world!"

Shuo Buji saluted the elders and said, "Let the disciple be rude, at this time, I think the disciple must come up and explain a thing or two." ”

Then pointed at Jiang Heng and slowly told the crowd:

"That kid at the bottom doesn't just know the peerless learning of our Qingyan Ancient Sect and the ...... of Liansheng Wangmen He will too!"

As soon as the words fell, the flying green bamboo stick returned to Jiang Heng's hand again.

The emerald bamboo stick was held high above Jiang Heng's head, pointing straight to the sky, and in an instant, there were black clouds all around, and among the mountains, thunder and lightning were dense, and all the power of thunder and lightning quickly condensed onto that emerald bamboo stick.

The emerald bamboo stick was like an introduction, swinging out nearly a thousand thunderbolts with a stick, and the thunder roared and forced towards Heng Song Zhenren.

"A Thousand Mountains Thunder !!"

At the moment when that move appeared, after replacing the shock, his expression was serious, and Heng Song Zhenren let go of his hand, and released the strength of his True Martial Realm to meet that move, 'Thousand Mountains Thunder'.

The palm power of the True Martial Realm collided with the thunder of the Thousand Mountains.

The entire Qingyan Mountain Range shook.

Regardless of the inner and outer disciples under the high platform, the teachers were surprised.

At this moment, the elders on the high platform were already dumbfounded: "Elder Dongshan...... This is the mastery of your brother Shi Mingshan in the past-a thousand mountains thunder?"

"That's right!"

A sense of the past, that memory has always been deeply imprinted in the heart of Shidong Mountain.

His brother, second only to Lu Dangzhen's brother, when the former peerless Thousand Mountains and Thunder reappeared, he felt the most.

Shidongshan turned to Shuo Fuji, and he asked, "Fuji, what the hell is going on?"

"If I hadn't had previous contact, I would have thought he had learned it secretly!" Shuo said, "But it's really not stealing....... Instead, I took a look!"

Elder Cangfeng asked incredulously, "Are you saying that after a glance, he can memorize his opponent's moves, and then use them for his own use! No, are you sure that this Thousand Mountains Thunder was not taught to him by Shi Mingshan?"

"No! it's that day's hunting competition!" Shuo Buji explained in a firm tone: "The thunder of the thousand mountains is the ...... he learned from watching it when he and the undead of Shi Mingshan's predecessors fought in the Demon Beast Mountains and Forests."

"How is this possible?" Elder Deyu said a hundred and a thousand people who didn't believe it, "How can anyone exist who can learn the opponent's moves at a glance.......?"

"How could it not be?" Daohe Zhenren laughed and pointed at Jiang Heng: "Isn't it one at the bottom?"

And at this time, even Shidongshan suddenly spoke: "I believe this is true!"

Elder Deyou was puzzled and asked Elder Shidongshan, who was the most rigorous in his work, "Why?"

Shi Dongshan said with certainty: "Because I know that my dead brother will not give his Thousand Mountains Thunder to anyone......"

Then, his eyes stared at Shuo Fuji fiercely:

"Cripple, do you still dare to say that you don't know that cripple?"

Shuo Fuji naturally knew that what he was referring to was naturally when he was locked up in the scripture cave, when Jiang Heng broke into Qingyan Peak at night.

He smiled: "The disciple didn't say that he didn't know him at that time...... Isn't it?"

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