299. There is no back and forth, only one trick
Boom Boom Boom ......
The boulder rolls down, the spring rushes upward, and the surging water pulses several zhang high, like a waterfall rolling upside down, scattering into a rain all over the sky.
The mountain col where everything is withered and the grass and trees are bleak has now been gushed by the spring of the earth, flooding most of it, and it is getting deeper and deeper.
On the rolling turbid waves, there are three figures looking at each other from afar, treading the waves without sinking.
The confrontation lasted only a few breaths, and the Jintai monk shook his shoulders violently, and his peaceful and unchanged, old-fashioned face suddenly became as white as blood, pale as paper, and he opened his mouth and choked, and a few wisps of blood arrows rushed out of his mouth and nose, and he had been hit hard.
Li Cunxiao's eyes stared at Chen Zhuo, and slowly lifted his hands, only to see that the hands were red and black, the whole body was congested, and the ten fingers were as thick as a pestle, and they were so big that they were more than a circle, and the palms and backs of the hands were beating with the accumulation of qi and blood and the tendons, still expanding and contracting, trembling again and again, as if they were out of control.
Li Cunxiao's eyes were as crazy as before, his ten fingers were forced to hold it again, and the green tendons on the back of his hands suddenly surfaced and expanded.
And Chen Zhuoqing's shirt opposite him was slightly messy, and his hands on his sides still fell naturally, but his fists and eyes were bloodstained, revealing white bones, which was shocking.
Chen Zhuo himself didn't feel any pain, he seemed to be smiling, his hands were stretched slightly, and he said in a light tone: "Monk, your Yijin Sutra is still a little bit hot, retreat by yourself, and if you enter again, you will die." ”
The Jintai monk said peacefully: "If you don't rise to the challenge, how can you achieve enlightenment? ”
Seeing this, Chen Zhuo didn't say more, just looked at Li Cunxiao and said softly: "Quiet! ”
He said quietly, and the square inch of the foot suddenly swung out a shallow fluctuation, the waves disappeared everywhere, the turbid mud fell, and the turbid waves were suddenly clear as a mirror, only the snow in the sky stained the white head of the world, and rolled up the green clothes.
Li Cunxiao's upper body was low, his ape arms drooped, like a beast, and there was only Chen Clumsy in his eyes, and his eyes were full of malice.
Suddenly, the water was empty, Li Cunxiao had already swooped out, striding on the surface of the water, like walking on the ground, his mouth was a hoarse and strange smile, and when he was a few feet away, he stretched out his ape arm and raised a punch.
Just as he was about to make a move, Chen Zhuo flicked his fingers, his fingertips trembled slightly, and a round blood bead flew straight out, split into two, blindfolded Li Cunxiao's eyes, powerless, and silent.
Li Cunxiao is self-assured that his body is unbeatable in the world, not afraid of water and fire, not afraid of swords, not to mention two drops of blood, his eyelids trembled, and the blood beads entered his eyes, and the world in front of him was instantly bright red.
The next moment, his face changed sharply, and he saw a figure coming from the blood-colored world in his eyes.
"Hey!"
Li Cunxiao immediately raised his breath and drank, how could he hesitate for a moment, and added three points of strength to the halfway punch, under the shroud of the terrifying fist, it was as quiet as a mirror, and the water droplets jumped in an instant, and the wind and snow stagnated, as if he only wanted this move.
Here it comes.
Looking at Chen Zhuo's face, Li Cunxiao's right fist had fallen.
After a fight, he already felt Chen Zhuo's methods, not to mention far beyond others, but he was also unfathomable, and naturally had no reservations.
But the moment the fist fell, Li Cunxiao's pupils suddenly shrank, and because Chen Zhuo was already in front of him, he only met Chen Zhuo's eyes, and in a trance, he realized that his consciousness flew away from his body in an instant.
"Hey, hey, hey, it's spiritual Dafa again? You never get tired of playing. He laughed maniacally.
But there was only a different world in response to him.
The corpses were broken arms, white bones, broken guns and halberds, and the eyes were full of devastation...... An indescribable tragic aura suddenly came to his face, blood and fire were intertwined, and Li Cunxiao's heart was shocked.
It's just that in this piece of heaven and earth, among the countless remnants of the broken weapons, there is a majestic figure.
This figure is just a simple place to stand, it is like a towering lonely peak, indescribable, looking at each other for a moment, a fist has filled his field of vision, as if it has become the only one between heaven and earth.
Li Cunxiao's pupils dilate again, everything seems to be an illusion, and the world in front of him repeats as usual; And in front of him, there was indeed a punch smashed, and the person who punched it was Chen Zhuo, with a calm expression, just a punch, a punch that hit everything.
Seeing this punch, Li Cunxiao's heart tightened for some reason, his face suddenly distorted, and he hissed: "Kill!" ”
The countless twisted tendons on his right arm expanded to the surface of his body, and his fist was raised again, and the water in front of him suddenly saw that a huge gap like a fan was torn out, and it went straight to several feet, like hanging a high curtain of water, and the momentum was terrifying to the extreme.
When the Jintai monk saw that the two of them were fighting again, he wanted to step on the battle circle again, but he was about to make a move, his eyes widened, he stopped, and his temples snorted coldly.
Then he saw two people fighting each other on the water, each with a punch, and they had staggered past and stood with their backs to each other.
Everything happened very quickly, in a flash, but only in a moment.
Compared with Li Cunxiao's amazing punch, Chen Zhuo's fist was a little understated, the wind was light, it was just a simple punch, a piercing and a retraction, a retraction, a fist clenching the phoenix's eyes, a light peck on Li Cunxiao's fist, and the dust settled.
Li Cunxiao stepped on the waves and walked out two steps, his body was in shape, he slowly lowered his hands, and his entire right arm, suddenly there were bean-sized blood beads secreted from the pores, followed by finger joints and elbow joints, and several blood arrows rushed out one after another, soaring several feet high.
His lips moved, and he wanted to speak, but the muscles and flesh of his right arm suddenly seemed to be uncontrollable, and he squirmed, rising from the place where Chen Zhuo's fist fell, and the muscles and bones shook, and then "poof" the shoulders exploded, scattering into a cloud of blood mist.
Not only his right arm, Li Cunxiao seemed to be deflated and lost his strength, his burly body began to retract, and the originally thick black black hair quickly turned into burnt yellow, then turned silver and white, and then fell off like withered grass and trees.
His flesh had lost its luster, and had become old and shriveled and eclipsed.
Li Cunxiao was stunned for a moment, looked at his own changes, smiled calmly, and then looked at the sky with difficulty, looked at the goose feathers flying snow between heaven and earth, and said curiously: "What kind of fist is this?" ”
Chen Zhuo also took a few steps on the water, and said softly: "There is no back and forth, only one move." ”
Li Cunxiao's eyes lit up, and he suddenly said thoughtfully: "It turns out that this is the ultimate way of offense and defense; Thousands of wonderful methods, all kinds of miraculous skills, are just to temper the only punch, isn't your fist already done? ”
His voice was losing strength, and he was weak and old.
Chen Zhuo shook his head and said, "It's not done, it's still on the way." ”
Li Cunxiao nodded, then laughed loudly, and slowly leaned back: "Hahaha, enjoyable, enjoyable...... It's ...... Defeated...... Ben Taibao is also blind! ”
In the process of falling, his whole body seemed to be shrunk into a ball, thin as dry bones, and he had no energy, which was the death of Wufu, and he scattered his skills.
"Wow!"
The water splashed, and Li Cunxiao fell into the water, and even his body turned into dust, like a rotten wood and rotten shell, which was scattered in the waves.
Chen Zhuo turned around to look, lost his mind, his eyes moved lightly, and suddenly raised his finger to pick up an old cloth from the water, his eyes swept the handwriting on it, and a slight discoloration flashed under his eyes.
"Golden Bell Jar...... It is divided into 12 floors of entrances, both inside and outside......"
At a glance, Chen Zhuo's index finger shook, and the cloth burned for no reason, turning into flying ashes, and at the same time turned his neck, looked at Jintai with a smile, and asked, "Monk, but you still have to fight again?" ”
Jintai looked at Li Cunxiao's dispersal of the invisible bones, closed his eyes and pronounced "Amitabha", then his hands were folded again, and he replied with a sigh: "The donor's skills are superior, and the concept of attacking and defending is far beyond ours, and the poor monk is ashamed of himself, this battle is the poor monk who lost!" ”
After that, he retreated.
(End of chapter)