Ah Da felt extremely angry, because Duan Yanqing took the opportunity to use a yang finger to sneak attack during his fight with Yue Laosan, causing Ah San, who was already injured, to be beaten and vomit blood. Although Ah Da, Ah Er and Ah San are the domestic slaves of the Ruyang Palace, their feelings for each other are deeper than ordinary brothers.

Ah Da is famous for his fast sword, and although he only has one hand left, his sword speed has not decreased at all. He rushed in front of Duan Yanqing first, Duan Yanqing was expressionless, and pointed at the tip of the sword with an iron crutch to meet him.

Ah Da was taken aback, the tip of his sword collided with Duan Yanqing's iron crutch, but instead of the sparks of the sword qi collision that he imagined, he felt a huge force coming from the sword, making it impossible for him to move forward even further. He frowned and pushed the sword forward with all his might, but the blade was staggeringly curved like paper.

Duan Yanqing was not inferior, he used another iron crutch to push forward, a pure finger force instantly attacked, Ah Da's sword was as fragile as paper paste, and it broke inch by inch, he was terrified, but as a first-class master, he quickly seized the opportunity and retreated a few zhang, leaving only the hilt in his hand.

All this happened in a blink of an eye, and Ah Er had already raised the Donkey Kong palm and launched an attack on Yue Laosan and the others. Ah Er and Ah San are both masters of the King Kong Gate in the Western Regions, and Ah Er practiced the martial arts of the King Kong Gate to the peak, and then from the outside to the inside, he comprehended the superior internal skills that the King Kong Gate did not have. His internal strength is so strong that it surpasses the entire Vajra Gate, even surpassing the Gangxiang.

Who knew that Ah Er was just a false move, Duan Yanqing had just forced Ah Da back, and he saw Ah Er attacking quickly. At this time, Yanqing was unable to dodge, so he could only stand up to meet it. The two touched each other, but there was no imaginary internal force collision. Ah Er disappeared with all his palm power like a mud cow entering the sea. Before he could be stunned, Duan Yanqing's iron crutch came with an incomparably powerful pure finger force.

When Ah Da witnessed this scene, a flame of anger ignited in his heart. He glared, clenched the hilt of the broken sword, and gritted his teeth and said, "Duan Yanqing! You thief, you are so shameless, you take advantage of people's unpreparedness to sneak attack! I am like brothers and sisters, you hurt him, today I will avenge him! Ah Da's voice was full of anger and determination.

Duan Yanqing's face remained unchanged, and he responded lightly: "You are the domestic slaves of the Ruyang Palace, but you are just slaves, where does the brotherly love come from?" You brought it on yourself, and you can't blame me. His tone was flat, but it revealed a kind of coldness and arrogance.

Hearing this, the anger in his heart burned even more, he clenched the hilt of his sword, and a trace of determination flashed in his eyes: "Even with you arrogant guy, you dare to laugh at us like this!" Today I'm going to show you what a real fast sword is! There was a sense of determination and confidence in his voice.

The corners of Duan Yanqing's mouth rose slightly, and a provocative light flashed in his eyes: "Then let me take a good look at your fast sword, can break my Yang Finger!" There was a hint of warlike intent in his tone, and he was clearly interested in Ah Da's challenge.

The two were ready to face each other again, and the atmosphere on the court became tense and intense. Ah Da held the hilt of the sword tightly, his body was like electricity, and he stabbed at Duan Yanqing with a sword. Duan Yanqing sneered, and the iron crutch swung instantly, intertwining with Ah Da's sword. The moves of the two were swift and sharp, and the sword shadows and the crutch shadows were intertwined, and the scene was extremely intense.

For a while, the sound of swords and crutches was endless, and the air on the field seemed to be filled with the momentum of swords and crutches. Ah Da's whole body exuded a strong sword intent, and the sword momentum was like the wind, fast to the extreme. And Duan Yanqing is as steady as Mount Tai, the power of the iron crutch is amazing, and he does not back down.

The fierce battle continued for a while, and Ah Da gradually felt powerless, although his sword momentum was fast and sharp, it was unable to break through Duan Yanqing's iron cornering defense. Duan Yanqing was calm and calm, full of firm confidence in every move.

Ah Da was anxious in his heart, he was not willing to fail, he concentrated all his strength on the sword, trying to break Duan Yanqing's defense line with the final sprint. However, in the staggered sound of sword crutches, Ah Da's sword hilt broke again, and his sword had no sharp edge, only a mutilated hilt remained.

Ah Da stood in place, the momentum on his body disappeared in an instant, replaced by a kind of helplessness and loss. He looked at the hilt of the broken sword, and a feeling of helplessness and remorse welled up in his heart.

Duan Yanqing looked at Ah Da, the corners of his mouth rose slightly, revealing a mocking smile: "Your fast sword, after all, is still not fast enough." There was a hint of disdain and smugness in his tone.

Ah Da's hands hung weakly, he lowered his head, and silently accepted the fact of defeat. He knew in his heart that he had tried his best, but he still couldn't defeat Duan Yanqing.

And with the defeat of Ah Da, the young people also fell into passivity.

The battle on Lin Pingzhi's side was also at its peak, and he saw rows of remnants appear in front of Xuan Cheng's eyes, and countless Lin Pingzhi ran towards Xuan Cheng in a line.

Swish!

Come fast, retreat faster.

I saw a huge palm with a condensed qi slapping towards him, and its palm power was even more invincible.

Lin Pingzhi's nerves collapsed, his eyes stared at Xuan Cheng who looked a little stunned on the other side without blinking, and said, "I didn't expect that the great monk you really understood this move." "Because this palm is one of the three stunts of Buddhism to suppress demons, the Mahayana Prajna palm.

"Your Excellency is wonderful."

"Again." Before Lin Pingzhi's words fell, his right foot spun lightly, and his body turned rapidly. Under the urging of true qi, his rotation speed became faster and faster, turning into a blurred afterimage, which was difficult to distinguish between truth and falsehood, and uncertain and uncertain, which was dazzling.

Xuan Cheng couldn't help blinking, the strong air flow made him unable to distinguish Lin Pingzhi's true body.

In desperation, he can only rely on his sense of hearing to perceive the dynamics of the other party. He decided to close his eyes, prick up his ears and listen carefully. In the duel of masters, the ears are more trustworthy than the eyes.

The eyes sometimes deceive us, but the ears don't. As long as you know how to distinguish between truth and falsehood, you can rely on hearing to obtain more authentic information.

Suddenly, the sword qi whirlwind spawned by Lin Pingzhi struck at Xuan Cheng, and without the slightest warning, he was swept into it.

Xuan Cheng was silently overwhelmed by this powerful sword current, as if he was being pulled by an invisible hand.

As the wind rolled rapidly, kicking up patches of dust, Lin Pingzhi's figure also danced in the wind, like a lightning bolt across a dazzling trajectory in mid-air. The sword qi in his hand is vertical and horizontal, and the Nine Palace Sword Technique has been brought into full play - Ninety-nine is one. This sword, condensing all his true qi and mental strength, was like a meteor slashing across the nine heavens, brilliant and mysterious.

He exerted his true qi to the extreme, blending with the forces of nature to construct an absolute realm that belonged only to him. This is a kind of martial arts realm that has reached the pinnacle, and he has controlled life and death and decided his fate. At this moment, Xuan Cheng was deeply trapped in it and couldn't extricate himself.

Lin Pingzhi's body spun rapidly in the roaring storm, sending out bursts of sword qi overflowing, and the strong air flow even tore apart the air around him. All sounds vanished in an instant, only the sound of the sword echoed in the air. He was like a spinning blade of wind, unmatched.

Only a heavy loud sound was heard, and Lin Pingzhi finally slashed with a sword. The sword was like a hammer, and in an instant, the surrounding air buzzed. The sword qi was vertical and horizontal, permeating the air, as if forming an invisible sword net, enveloping everything around it.

The power of this sword directly hit Xuan Cheng's body. Xuan Cheng's body shook suddenly, and he took a few steps back before he staggered to his feet. He stared at Lin Pingzhi deadly, and a hint of horror flashed in his eyes. Lin Pingzhi, on the other hand, looked peaceful, but his arms trembled slightly.

Xuancheng's monk's robe was in tatters, and his body was full of sword marks. Even the cuff of his left hand had been split in half, revealing the muscles wrapped underneath. And Lin Pingzhi was dressed in good condition and was not damaged in the slightest. But his face was pale, and it was obvious that his internal strength had been consumed.

In this showdown, the winner and loser are already clear. Although Xuan Cheng was injured, Lin Pingzhi's consumption was too great. The balance of power between the two has changed significantly. Xuan Cheng's strength is obviously stronger than Lin Pingzhi, and the price of this victory is huge.

After the blow, Lin Pingzhi recovered his internal strength as quickly as possible, otherwise this Xuancheng would gasp and be unlucky.

Xuan Cheng, who received this blow, roared in his mouth, he didn't dare to show mercy to Lin Pingzhi's subordinates anymore, he was ready to knock down Lin Pingzhi with a hard hit, he was still deeply jealous of Lin Pingzhi's martial arts until now, although this guy's internal strength was lost, but the martial arts moves and martial arts experience were still here, and he still couldn't be careless.

Xuan Cheng shouted violently, "Death!" ”

Rumble!!!

The two collided violently, and Xuan Cheng's right palm King Kong fist bombarded Lin Pingzhi's body without reservation, and the terrifying waves of internal force surged.

Xuan Cheng said secretly: "This kid's internal strength is not bad, I'm afraid that he will be seriously injured under this blow, although this kid's internal force is cold and weird, but with my Eight Yang Xuangong body, I am not afraid that his cold internal force will invade my body." ”

However, the next moment, Xuan Cheng realized that he had made a big mistake.

Lin Pingzhi's Vajra Fist's internal force, like a cold ice blade, invaded Xuan Cheng's body and scurried around in Xuan Cheng's body.

Xuan Cheng only felt as if he had been struck by lightning, and his body bowed like a shrimp, and then his body flew upside down like an arrow from the string.

Bang!

Xuan Cheng's body fell heavily to the ground, only to feel that the bones all over his body seemed to be broken, if it wasn't for the moment of crisis Xuan Cheng grabbed the raised rock on the ground, he would have rolled to the bottom of the cliff by now.

Xuan Cheng felt a sharp pain coming from many parts of his body, as if it was hurting into the bone marrow, giving him the illusion of losing consciousness instantly.

However, for him, who had gone through countless life and death tests, this was the first time he had been injured so seriously after cultivating the Vajra Incorruptible Divine Skill.

At this moment, the thoughts in Xuan Cheng's mind flew like sparrows, and there was chaos. What's going on? When they faced off just now, they were evenly matched, but now his strength and speed have increased several times!

Although on the surface, this palm seems to be simple and crisp, without any fancy disguise or tricky attack lines, it is direct and wide open.

But strangely, when his clenched fist collided with Lin Pingzhi's palm, his punching style was clearly different.

On first contact, his fists were as weak as cotton. However, the moment when your fist power has not yet been fully exerted and new power has not yet emerged, suddenly, an incomparably powerful force surges in, knocking you away unsuspectingly.

Lin Pingzhi froze in place, feeling incredulous at the magical performance of knocking Xuan Cheng away with a push and a close just now. With a wave of his palm, two manic gases rushed out of his body, and he was relieved by the comfort of his body and the peace of his heart. However, the effect achieved by this palm surprised him greatly, when did he master this martial art?

Lin Ping secretly sighed in his heart: "The feeling of that palm technique is really amazing." "Actually, it's more wonderful.

He wondered how. With all his might, he tried to catch the trail of that inspiration, trying to regain that feeling. He clearly knew that that palm was not just a simple increase in strength, but that there was some kind of breakthrough, a new way of exerting power that had never been tried before.

Lin Pingzhi closed his brows tightly, concentrating, he tried to recall the feeling just now. He thought back to that moment, his body seemed to be connected with the universe, and his whole body was filled with a surge of energy. His mind wandered in the fog, trying to find that critical trigger.

Suddenly, a bright ray of sunlight shone on him through the leaves of the trees. He looked up and felt the warm glow like a pair of soft arms around him. At this moment, it was as if he saw a new world, full of infinite possibilities.

Yes, he didn't use all his strength when he swung that palm, and although he had done his best, the power dissipated in an instant, without a trace. However, this method has achieved thrilling results, and Xuan Cheng rolls on the ground in pain, becoming a vivid commentary on this scene. Suddenly, he thought of a move that the other party issued to hurt the enemy when he faced off with Zhang Sanfeng on the Han River, which seemed to be forceful but seemed to be weak, and he was unprepared to attack him with his strength. He suddenly realized, could it be that he had just used the technique of borrowing strength?