The smoke and dust dissipated, and a faint golden light loomed, like a golden body.

Hermo sensed that the strength of the qi coming from his arm was not enough to break through his golden body, and he couldn't help but feel relieved.

Immediately, his face gradually became hideous, and with one step, the whole person quickly came to Yang Ling, and smashed it with a punch like a tsunami carrying a mountain.

What a strong force!

Before the fist arrived, a fist wind rushed to his face, causing Yang Ling's cheeks to ache, and a little under his feet, the whole person quickly retreated into the distance.

Hermo smashed his fist on the ground, and everyone suddenly felt the earth shake under their feet, and a deep pit of more than a foot appeared, and the green bricks instantly turned into powder.

Yang Ling was shocked, compared to Zhou Cang, this person's horizontal practice kung fu was far higher than the former, and it was stronger by more than one level.

His heart sank, and the long sword swept out, and several sword gangs broke through the wind.

I have to say that without the blessing of the pure yang yin internal force, the power of his moves has greatly decreased, and the sword gang qi he casts is completely combined by the sword intent and ordinary internal force, which is naturally inferior to the scorching power of pure yang internal force, or the icy qi of extreme yin internal force.

He was also quite distressed about this.

Seeing several sword qi attacking, Hermo immediately swung his arm and struck, and under his bare arms, the golden light was clear, scattering all these fierce sword qi, and then rushing like a yak.

Even if you practice kung fu horizontally, how can there be no door to death, but I don't even know what kind of martial arts the other party uses, how can I find the door of death?

Looking at Hermo who rushed to the front, Yang Ling's mind turned sharply, and a sword pierced his heart, only to hear the sound of the bell, the sword body trembled uncontrollably, and almost flew out of his hand.

If it weren't for the sword qi attached to the sword, this time, I am afraid that the spine of the sword would be broken.

"Ho Ho ......"

Helmer let out a low laugh from his mouth, and his fists were spread out into palms, and the palm force was extremely strong, and he struck out with his arms like thunder.

Yang Ling raised his sword to fight back, mostly dodging with his body, not daring to resist the other party, the long sword swept quickly, and hit the opponent's vital points one after another, only hearing the clang, but nowhere to gain momentum.

"This horizontal martial arts practice is really powerful, to this extent, all the vital points around the body are ineffective, even the copper skin and iron bones are nothing more than that!"

Yang Ling was secretly frightened, this was the first time he had fought with a strong man who specialized in horizontal kung fu, and after this move, he was also deeply shocked by the strength of the other party's body.

And this palm technique is also very strong and vigorous, just with the strength of the palm swing, it can hit the stone bricks on the ground in the air, which shows the high level of his kung fu.

Only when Yang Ling stabbed his sword into Herme's right eye, the latter hurriedly grabbed it with his hand, and actually grabbed his long sword in his hand with a pair of fleshy palms.

"Now it's up to you how you dodge!"

Hermer raised her left palm and struck him in the chest.

Yang Ling immediately puffed up a breath of true qi, carried the internal force in the dantian into the palm of his hand, and also struck out a palm.

The two collided with each other, only to hear an explosion, and the surrounding strength was like a stone falling into the calm lake, causing ripples to ripple, and the stone bricks on the ground flew out one after another, cracking in the air.

The rubble flew and shot out in all directions like a hidden weapon, frightening Zhou Cang and the others to dodge and retreat.

When dodging, Zhou Cang was accidentally hit in the back by a gravel, and almost didn't spit out a mouthful of blood, the stone was almost embedded in his back, and he screamed in pain.

And Chu Yanqing also stopped at the right time, dodging the flying stones while retreating into the distance.

Wu Liukui took advantage of the situation to shake away Wen Qing and Li Xuanzong with internal force, and when he heard the strong wind behind him, he waved the judge pen in his hand to resist, only to hear a few muffled sounds

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sounded, his whole person couldn't help but retreat a few steps back, and then looked at the judge's iron pen in his hand, and a few stone marks fell on the spine of the pen, which was still obvious.

His face changed greatly, and he looked at the two people in the field very jealously, and hid behind Zhou Cang in the distance.

Seeing this, Wen Qing and Li Xuanzong didn't dare to entangle with each other at such a moment, so they retreated a few steps back and came to Chu Yanqing's side.

Chu Yanqing made a vacant hand, and only then did he have time to look at Herme, only to see him wearing a monk's robe, bare-chested and shirtless, and there was a faint golden light on his muscles that appeared along the meridians, which was extremely extraordinary, and the whole person was like having a golden body blessing, brilliant and powerful.

"Could this be Shaolin's King Kong is not bad!"

He seemed to have guessed something, but he was a little unsure.

How could this Shaolin's strongest magic skill be learned by a Mongolian monk.

However, at this moment, it was too late to pursue these, in case Yang Ling did not know the origin of the other party's martial arts, Chu Yanqing hurriedly shouted: "Yang Shaoxia, what this Tibetan monk is doing should be Shaolin's King Kong Immortal Skill, and the door of death is in the depression of the brain." ”

When the two of them faced each other, the true qi in their bodies poured out like a flood, and the qi waves swayed and hunted in their robes.

Suddenly hearing Chu Yanqing's prompt, Yang Ling was suddenly stunned.

No wonder this old monk still wears a cockscomb hat on a hot day, which turned out to block his death door from being seen.

Hermo obviously heard the other party's words, but he didn't care!

Although this door of death is obvious, it is in vain if it cannot be opened.

Yang Ling's eyes lit up, and the right arm holding the sword shook, and the sword intent suddenly raged, breaking free from the opponent's hand.

Seeing this, Hermo also charged with his left palm and knocked him out with a blow.

The two of them each took ten steps back, staring at each other with heavy eyes.

And the surroundings are already a mess.

Helmer rolled his hand and looked at the white marks on the palm of his right palm, and in addition to being frightened, he glanced at the other party very jealously.

If this son's sword qi is a few points stronger, I'm afraid that even my Dacheng Vajra is not bad magic will be difficult to stop!

His Vajra is not bad magic skill has not been cultivated to the extreme, and there are still several years of hard work before consummation, otherwise, even if he can fight with Zhang Jinshan, he can fight a few tricks.

However, at this moment, the realm of Dacheng is also extremely strong, it can be said that it has reached the point of invulnerability and invulnerability, but I don't want to be almost broken today.

"The little benefactor's kendo is extraordinary, and the old man admires it!"

He clasped his palms in front of him and muttered.

Yang Ling clenched the hilt of his sword and shook his head secretly.

If what he was holding in his hand at this moment was Ding Qianye's Floating Shadow Sword, the shock of Shicai, Jian Gang would definitely be able to cut the opponent's palm, but what he was holding in his hand was only a mortal soldier, and it was always a little worse.

But if you want to have such a good opportunity again, you can't!

"The master's horizontal martial arts are very strong, and among the people I have met in my life, you should be the first!"

Yang Ling praised without hesitation, and his old-fashioned tone completely forgot that he had only been in the rivers and lakes for about a year.

Helmer on the opposite side raised his eyebrows, his expression was a little weird, thinking that you are young, and you can see a few masters, the so-called life, it's just that!

He is the only monk in the Vajra Sect who cultivates the Vajra Divine Skill, this is the traditional rule, unless he dies, there will be no second person who cultivates this Divine Skill, so there is no way to compare the speed of improvement or anything.

It is said that this is an agreement between an ancestor and Shaolin back then, and it cannot be transgressed.

"Hmph, the little donor is also from this martial arts?"

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He ignored Yang Ling's words and asked.

Yang Ling shook his head: "I'm not from Wuzhong!" ”

"In this case, the old man advises the little donor, don't be nosy!"

If he could, Hermo still didn't want to be the enemy of the other party, after all, if he really wanted to fight, it would inevitably hurt his internal strength in vain, and the gains outweighed the losses.

When the young man is persuaded to retreat, he first lifts the Taoist temple of Zhang Jinshan, and then kills all the disciples of his Wudang faction, and then it is not too late to slowly plot the life of this young man.

After all, such a genius must not be allowed to grow, otherwise it will be difficult to guarantee that he will be a Zhang Jinshan again in the future.

Hearing the other party's words, Yang Ling couldn't help but smile and said: "The Central Plains Martial Arts, work together, why bother to divide factions, and I help Wudang defend against foreign enemies, how can I be nosy?" ”

Yang Ling's words immediately attracted a group of Wudang disciples to applaud loudly.

Just ask everyone on the rivers and lakes to think like this young man, how can there be so many disputes and killings!

Chu Yanqing saw it in his eyes, and he also nodded secretly!

"At a young age, you really don't know whether you live or die?"

Hermer's face was gloomy, and a brow appeared a bluish purple, and with that look, it looked extremely strange, as if it had become a beast.

Yang Ling was vigilant, but he still didn't spare it: "Who killed the deer, it is not known yet!" ”

"Look at the move!"

Saying that, a sword attacked, and the body technique was not very mysterious, but with the sword, there was only one word "fast", which was amazing.

Herme's eyes were difficult to catch the shadow of the other party's sword, and he wanted to stretch out his right hand to grab it, but he grabbed it, and saw a white light approaching the door of his head, so he immediately used his left palm to protect the door of death, only to hear the sound of the bell, and the opponent's long sword was really stabbed in the palm of his hand, and he shouted in his heart that it was dangerous.

Before he could close his grasp, the opponent's long sword had been withdrawn again.

Yang Ling's figure flickered left and right, leaving only the remnants of the Dao, so that Hermo kept throwing himself into the air, he always wanted to find an opportunity to attack the opponent's dead door, but the other party was like losing his mind and stroked his head with his left hand, no matter how fast he was, he couldn't pierce the opponent's palm, it was useless.

"It's not a way to go on like this!"

Yang Ling Dantian's internal force is limited, it is not as profitable and durable as before, how much internal force is consumed at this moment, that is, it is really consumed, and it needs to be re-cultivated bit by bit afterwards.

It's not like others, as long as you meditate and exercise, you can recover.

At this time, Chu Yanqing shouted on the side: "Yang Shaoxia, I see that this person's golden body is not cast, obviously the divine skills have not been completed, you can try to find his other ways to die." ”

Herme: "......"

Yang Ling was overjoyed when he heard this, and immediately no longer entangled the other party's brain, but picked up his cockscomb hat with a sword, and then his body shape continued to change, and a sword pierced the acupuncture points in the back of his head such as Baihui, Houding, Fengfu, and Jade Pillow.

I saw Helmer's luck, a faint golden light flashed on his shiny head, and sparks sparked from the blade, but he didn't find the other party's door to death.

It seems that he has only one death hole in his head...... Yang Ling thought like this in his heart, and began to look for his other place to kill from top to bottom.

And Hermo is not stupid, naturally he will not stand there and let the other party test one by one, and immediately stepped on his feet, the momentum of the whole person skyrocketed, his palms were folded in front of him, and then he pushed it out violently, and the fierce palm force hit Yang Lingmian directly.

Yang Ling raised his eyebrows, and was about to dodge, but he felt a tremor under his feet, and he almost didn't stand firm, and at this moment, the opponent's two palms had already hit him.

It's the kick just now......

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