Looking at Shinbuchi's movements, the thousands of shocks and incomprehensions in Shanfeng's heart had turned into a thought, and when he thought of it, he had already done it. He didn't know how he had already reached Nobuku's body, his hand had already caught Nobuchi's hand that wanted to kill Nobuku.

Xin Yuan's five finger bones shrank, and he successfully withdrew his hand at the moment when the two of them intersected, and swept towards the side of the mountain peak with a whip leg. Xinkong seemed to have known that Shanfeng would be able to catch up and save him, and shouted angrily.

"Shanfeng fire him!"

Shanfeng's brain is not too good, and too much information just now was stuffed into his brain, and he didn't figure it out at all. It's like a bad novel, the author suddenly recycles a lot of foreshadowing, but because the writing is too bad, the reader is confused.

Limo was actually the one who helped Shinbuchi, he didn't expect it. He seems to have opened up the second line of Ren Du and became a peerless master in Old Man Du's story. He didn't expect that.

Since he didn't fall into the Demon Finger, then the sports were not also blown away by the Demon Finger. Also, there are so many things that the mountain peaks can't think about. Just like at this moment, he understands that he seems to have really opened up the second pulse of Ren Du. He was able to save Xinkong at once, but what should he do next? He hadn't learned martial arts, so how could he fight Xinyuan? Could it be that he and the sports self-taught foolish tricks.

Hearing Xinkong's shout, Shanfeng suddenly came to his senses. That's right, you can't do kung fu, you can stir-fry yourself. Xinkong seems to have been teaching himself to stir-fry, but in fact, he is teaching himself how to control his internal strength.

Grab a radish and cut it into slices with a knife, then push it to the side.

Xin Yuan's kicked right leg was easily grabbed by the mountain peak, and he ate more than a dozen hand knives in a row, dissolving the strength of it, and then being pushed away again.

Hmm? After Xinyuan stood still, he felt indescribably strange, feeling that he didn't feel like he had been beaten, but as if he had been served as a turnip. As he thought, Shanfeng really thought that Xin Yuan was a radish, and this set of actions only made Xin Yuan eat a little pain in the flesh.

With his palms out again, Shinbuchi, who was already engrossed in the enemy at this time, although he was unspeakably angry in his heart, he already knew exactly what he should do.

Puff, the two palms intersected, Xin Yuan slipped out more than a meter, and his shoes grinded two footprints on the ground. What's going on! At this time, Xin Yuan realized that something was wrong, even if the other party had also opened up the second pulse of Ren Du, but why was he beaten back? And the mountain peak could still stand there without moving.

Looking at the opposite peak, Xin Yuan's heart sank, that kid's eyes were so calm, not like an enemy, but like he was doing something he was used to. It's not good, this kid actually entered the transformation realm all of a sudden! After all, Xin Yuan has studied martial arts more deeply, and knows that this state of the mountain peak at this time is the best state for the battle.

Xin Yuan calmed the anger in his heart, he didn't treat the mountain peak as an opponent from the beginning, even if he knew that the mountain peak was inspired by him to open up the second vein of Ren Du, Xin Yuan still didn't put the mountain peak in an equal position. One is that he feels that Shanfeng doesn't have that ability, and the other is that he doesn't want to. Everything he has done and everything he has encountered today is in his grasp and calculation.

When the refugees entered the temple, he single-handedly arranged for them. Wu Lin came to help, he knew early in the morning. Limo's correspondence with him will be discovered, and he has long known that he can't hide it and has no intention of hiding it. Demon Suppression Finger or Demon Sealing Finger, he doesn't care. He was even a little happy to help Shanfeng get through the second vein of Rendu, because the conjecture he made in Shaolin back then was correct. A natural martial arts wizard, he was excited, because it turned out that this was not a legend, he could see it with his own eyes. He was only angry because Shinkong had actually succeeded in deceiving him, and he was now a little surprised that the mountain peak could actually do what he could do.

Judging from these points, Shinbuchi at this moment is thinking like an ordinary person.

......

With both palms turned into knives on his chest, the mountain peaks stepped out with arrows, rushing straight to Xinyuan, and his hands flew up, from top to bottom, slashing down.

These palms were like two butcher knives, slashing along the junction of Shinbuchi's bones, and the mountain peaks treated Shinbuchi as a fat pig with bones and skins. He often helps out on Zhijin's side, and he has also read Zhijin's medical books, although Xinyuan is a person, but he naturally understands people's bones and flesh like a pig.

Facing the mountain peak's incoming move, Xin Yuan was already calm at this time and escaped into the transformation realm. Shanfeng's palm knife, although it was fast in his eyes, he could see it clearly, and his hands slapped left and right, pushing the mountain palm knife away one by one. With a twist of his right foot, a knee hit, and a direct kick to the abdomen of Zhongshan Feng. Shan Feng gritted his teeth and held his breath, grabbing Xin Yuan's neck with both palms, and Xin Yuan blocked it with both arms in front of his face. In an instant, he turned his hands outward, his fist turned into a claw, grabbed Shuangfeng's wrist and pulled it in his direction, the foot that hit him with his knee just hit a little bit, and the other leg hit his knee again.

Although the mountain peak seems to be able to confront Shinbuchi in terms of internal force, but the move is still downwind, these two knee hits are full of strength, coherent and fast, all hitting the soft belly of the mountain peak, even if there is internal force protection in the body, it is still uncomfortable to be shaken. I couldn't grit my teeth anymore and spit out a big mouthful of bitter water.

Xin Yuan kept his hands on it, grabbed the mountain peak and threw it with both hands, throwing the mountain peak straight onto the pillar near the entrance of the hall. The back of the mountain peak hit the stone pillar, and the pain was unbearable, but he still struggled to get up. Unbeknownst to him, Xin Yuan had already followed, his left foot kicked straight in, and the head of the mountain peak was kicked, and his mind was stirred, and before he felt the pain, he was kicked by Xin Yuan's right foot again.

Shanfeng's head was kicked like a ball by Shinbuchi from left to right, from right to left.

The soles of the shoes, the horizontal soles of the shoes are crowded with their eyes at once. Even the texture and mud of the linen on the sole of the shoe could be seen clearly, and the mountain peak immediately knew the danger, and he was afraid that his head would be kicked in the face and his nose would collapse.

With a "poof", Xin Yuan's right foot stepped on the stone pillar, while Shanfeng squatted to the side and gasped rapidly. Shinbuchi turned his head and looked at it, obviously unhappy that he didn't kick this kick.

What should I do? The two knees just now made it a little difficult to breathe, and my head was still buzzing. "Wow," thought Shanfeng and vomited again.

It seems that the two feet just now are not light, and the letter in his eyes has lost his previous smile and happiness. Although he usually teaches Shanfeng how to control his internal strength through stir-frying, he didn't expect to suffer because he couldn't keep up with Xinyuan because of his moves.

Indeed, Xin Yuan can be regarded as the finished product of education under the formal martial arts system of Shaolin Temple, coupled with his own intelligence and research, just these two sets of actions, the mountain peak was beaten to the ground. If it weren't for the peak, it was also because he had just opened the second vein of Ren Du, and the internal force of the whole body had just begun to run smoothly, and he was at the peak of this stage, but I was afraid that the peak would already be a dead man at this time.

There was a smack, and then a scream. Shinku was about to say something, but a wooden strip was like a sharp arrow, piercing through Shinku's newly opened mouth, coming out through the flesh of his cheek, and grazing it through the bones of his mouth. Jinli nailed Xinkong's whole person to the stone pillar like this, Xinkong shouted, his mouth was full of blood, and he couldn't say anything with a large piece of wood in his mouth.

As soon as Shanfeng wanted to turn back, he immediately realized that something was wrong, raised his hand in front of his face, and with a pop, his flesh and blood were torn. The mountain peak was pierced by a wooden strip on his hand, if it weren't for the blessing of the mountain peak and the internal force in time, I am afraid that this wooden strip would be able to penetrate his arm.

Don't have time to think about it, the second, the third, the fourth. The speed was too fast, and in an instant, four wooden strips of different sizes and shapes were inserted into the hands of the mountain peak, and the bloody hands looked so miserable.

Xin Yuan stepped on it and found that there was no wood chip nearby, and was about to make a move when he found someone at the door. This person, Xin Yuan had already found out, but the man had been hiding and watching, and he didn't care about it at all.

This person is naturally Wen Yuan, who has been outside the door, and it is naturally not difficult to find Xin Yuan, who has restored the smooth flow of the second vein.

Wen Yuan is crawling, yes, crawling and leaning out, it's not that he doesn't want to go, it's just that his feet have been trembling, and he can't walk. If he hadn't been holding it all the time, he would really have been scared out by the momentum that Xin Yuan and Shan Feng unconsciously released during the battle.

He didn't want to die, but the mountain didn't seem to hold on. He heard it clearly outside the door, and he was so happy when he heard that Shanfeng was a natural martial arts wizard and had been opened up to the second vein of Rendu. But just after a moment of joy, the momentum emanating from the hall turned his joy into horror.

He knew in his heart that the mountain was no longer a mountain, not the mountain he knew. However, the mountain peak is about to be unable to hold on at this moment, after killing the mountain peak, what will Xin Yuan do next? Killing himself is as simple as crushing an ant to death for Xin Yuan. Will Xin Yuan be satisfied? I don't know, but as long as he is not satisfied, Guo Xiang will be in danger.

Wen Yuan still remembered that the mountain peak had an agreement with him, even if the current mountain peak was no longer the peak of the past, but that agreement was still there.

"You have to take care of Guo Xiang. ”

Wen Yuan crawled to the door and began to kowtow frantically, tears and snot flowing out uncontrollably. The whole face is indescribably ugly and funny, of course, Wen Yuan at this time can't care whether he is ugly or not.

"Please, please, don't kill anymore. Please, please, kill all the people here and leave. Kill me, kill me. Kill me and leave. Don't go to the temple anymore. ”

Wen Yuan stopped kowtowing, raised his head and cried, crying heartbreakingly.

"If you don't think it's enough, kill me a few more times until you're satisfied. ”

People only have one life, how can they kill a few more times? Xin Yuan naturally didn't care, but he seemed to remember something, and he was stunned for a moment.

This stunned is just a moment in the eyes of ordinary people, and they don't even have time to turn a small thought in their minds. But for the peaks, for the peaks that open up the second veins of Rendu, and for the peaks that often stir-fry, this time point is the best time point.

The dish can be out of the pot, one more point is old, and one less point is born, it is this time that can determine the taste of a dish, and can determine a person's life and death. If it is outdated, it will not change in this life.

The wooden block that should have been inserted in the arm was already in his hand, and his body was invincible like an arrow from the string, like a Houyi divine arrow that was about to shoot the sun down, and the mountain peak had reached the back of Xinyuan, and the wooden block in his hand had touched Xinyuan's back muscles.

Xin Xin Yuan turned around, facing the mountain like a ghost, and no one saw him turn around, but he did. Xin Yuan's eyes burst into light, and he said in a muffled voice: "It's a good time!"

In the ruined council hall, the young man who flew in the air like an arrow had a finger under his navel, which made the boy look as if he was being held by that finger. In the moonlight, this should have been a very strange scene, but Nobuku, who saw all this in his eyes, and Nobuku, whose face was nailed to the stone pillar by a wooden bar, felt that the picture was so harmonious.

Shinkong thought of a painting, a painting he had seen at that friend's house many years ago, and that painting was called "Pegasus Flying Cheaply". In the painting, the head of the winged god is tilted to one side and held high, three hooves are in the air, and the right hind hoof is spread and soaring, looking back at the abysmal dragon sparrow.

But the poem inscribed in the painting is extremely inconsistent with the picture, it is the tenth poem of Tang Lihe's horse. Xinkong asked the friend why he had such a poem that did not fit the picture. The friend said, "People say the hero is dead, but I'm waiting, waiting for someone like the Pegasus in this painting."

Shinkong asked himself again and again why if Shinbuchi was evil, why, why was it always evil that triumphed.

Is justice dead?

No, evil does not prevail over good, and justice does not die!

Heroes will bring justice and dispel all evil!

But why is the evil still there, is the hero dead?

Yes, heroes will die, die as heroes.

......

Tears burst out of Shinku's eyes, and his heart was torn, he already knew what Shanfeng had done.

If Yamamine could see that moment called the "decisive moment", could Nobubuchi, who was higher than him, not see it? Of course he could. Shanfeng had long known that even if he made a move at the moment of this decision, it would be useless.

But he struck.

Because this decision was instantaneous, it was not whether he would make a move or not, but whether Xin Yuan would want to use the Demon Sealing Finger to seal his internal force.

He would! He definitely would! This is the moment when Shanfeng really makes a move. There are some things that you will do for a lifetime, even if you don't want to, you don't want to, you don't dare, you don't want to do it.

People, in the end, they will become the last thing they want to be!

The moment Xin Yuan's finger pointed at the mountain peak qi sea, he realized that he was wrong, and the mistake was not that he didn't estimate that the mountain peak wanted to use the internal strength of his whole body to fight with Xin Yuan. It's that he didn't think that there was too much internal force in Shanfeng's body, more than Xinyuan, just like Shanfeng's body was not blood, but internal force.

That power and its own internal force constantly collided, burst, destroyed, swirled, and confronted each other at the intersection of the two of them. Shin Yuan wanted to escape, but he couldn't, he was like being in the center of the whirlpool, and he couldn't do anything except use his internal force to fight against the internal force that came from the impact.

Drawing a circle is a mountain peak drawing a circle with the internal force in his body. With all his might, he drew a circle at one point, one that he couldn't break free of himself.

"Who the hell are you?" Shinbuchi's face contorted into a ball, it was horror, the fear of death. This is a feeling that Xinyuan has not had in more than ten years.

The blood was boiling, the soul was burning, and Shan Feng felt as if his whole body had been thrown into magma. His eyes were blood-red, he couldn't see everything in his eyes, and he shouted, "I'm going to explode!"

Wind, light, electricity, shadow, no one knows what it is, just a flash of brilliance. A devastating force struck, like a tornado, and in an instant, the already ruined council chamber was swept to pieces, and the wind became stronger and stronger. In a few moments, all the houses around the council chamber were included.

At the very center of the storm, Shinbuchi's face was already pale, and his whole body was naked. All the muscles were vibrating, and the hair stood on end, like a hedgehog. His eyes were squeezed into a line, and he could only vaguely see the boy opposite.

"Why?" At this last moment, Xin Yuan still didn't understand why he lost, a natural martial arts wizard, he already knew this. But that's not the reason.

If you were to be asked about a twenty-year-old man who lived for a hundred years, would you be able to tell why? You can't say it, because that's not what should have existed.

Xin Yuan is exactly like this, he has been solving problems all his life, solving his own life, understanding why he came, understanding where he is going, and who he is?

Today, he encountered an unsolvable problem that he couldn't solve.

Shinbuchi thought about these questions when he was a student in the country, and he thought at that time that if he was a book, how would he write the final chapter. He thought about it a lot at that time, he thought about it for a lot of time in the future, and he was thinking about it at this time at the end.

He couldn't think of how to write it until now.

Because he didn't think that this was his final chapter.

Just like this moment and all the past, if it were turned into a book, the reader would not have thought that this would be the final chapter of the book.