To break Sumba's earth-shattering momentum, one point must be attacked. This is a confrontation between points and faces, although your giant palm is strong, I will use a treasure spear to stab your Lao Gong acupoint, even if your internal force is ten times that of me at this moment, I will pierce your palm into a transparent hole.

Lu Junyi doesn't believe that everyone has Sun An's invulnerability ability.

As far as he knew, the only one who could be invulnerable with internal strength alone was the nameless old monk who swept the floor in Shaolin Temple, and the old monk could set up a three-foot wall of qi around him at any time, even if Gu Mozhi's flame knife couldn't cut in. And Sun An's invulnerability is more like an innate horizontal practice, not a pure internal force.

As for the Tibetan monk in front of him, how could he have the same skills as Sun An? If there are many people like this in the world, then there is no need to practice other people's martial arts, and it will be useless to practice them again.

Of course, Sumba could see the power of Lu Junyi's amazing shot, but he had already taken a countermeasure.

If his Mahamudra can't even handle such a gun move, then where does his divine character come from?

At the same time as Lu Junyi stabbed out with a shot, everyone could see that the big hand made of sand and wood chips that covered almost the entire original site of the Yanwutai was sharply condensed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

From a few zhang to the size of the zhang (xun: the ancient length unit, the length is about eight feet), and then from the size of the zhang to the appearance of two or three feet, covering the palm of the sumba, continue to shoot down!

Martial arts as high as Bai Sheng and the others could see that this condensation actually used internal force to absorb those sand, dust and sawdust and then compress them to condense them into a pair of substantial high-density gloves!

This palm grows from small to large, and then from large to small, vividly interpreting the essence and mystery of the Tibetan Tantric Mahamudra, and the onlookers are all amazed.

In the next moment, the guns and palms intersected! Countless sparks burst out, which were caused by the sawdust mixed in the sand, just like the principle of the ancients drilling wood to make fire, and at the place where the guns and palms intersected, there were flames burning.

In the flames, the palms of the guns were pressed together, allowing the blazing flames to burn and exercise, and there was a brief stalemate between the two sides in this move.

In the stalemate, the body of the skull gun gradually bent, obviously unable to withstand the internal force oppression of Lu Junyi and Somba, if it weren't for this heirloom spear, if it was replaced by an ordinary blade, I am afraid that this would have been broken into several pieces long ago.

The skull gun was not broken, it was just gradually bent, and the barrel was made of unknown materials, in short, it was extremely tough.

When the body of the gun was bent to almost a semicircle, Lu Junyi knew that the purpose of his move could not be realized, and he would not be able to stab the big handprint with the flame "glove" after all.

So he shouted, got up with his feet off the ground, and jumped with the stress that erupted from the body of the gun, only to hear the sound of "boom", the skull gun had already retreated, and the big handprint fell heavily, smashing the ground of the original site of the martial arts platform out of a big pit in Zhang Xu Fangyuan, the pit was seven feet deep!

And Sumba failed to hurt Lu Junyi with one palm, and he was also dissatisfied in his heart, in the name of his dignified No. 1 master in the West Gorge, the name of the monk and the national teacher, he couldn't take Lu Junyi at the end of a strong crossbow, where did this make his face?

Immediately without saying a word, he strode forward, and his left hand formed a big handprint, and a giant hand the size of several zhang chased Lu Junyi and patted it.

Lu Junyi was in the air, this second big mudra tracked down, and there was no possibility of dodging, everyone exclaimed, what should I do now? He couldn't stop Songba's shot when he stood on the ground, let alone being in the air?

To everyone's surprise, Lu Junyi pierced a horse step in the air, as if his feet were on the ground, and when the horse step was formed, the skull gun was stabbed with his backhand, and it was the Lao Gong point of Songba's left palm.

Bai Sheng secretly praised on the side, and only he could see that Lu Junyi's move was in line with the principle of red fist, volleying into the void, and flying across thousands of mountains, which was not only the embodiment of supreme light skills, but also the method of borrowing power in the air!

He used this method on the surface of the Yellow River when he finished killing Yan Yan's mother, and he felt that his understanding of the void at that time was not as profound and condensed as Lu Junyi.

However, even if Lu Junyi used the advanced realm of Red Fist, he could not compare to the down-to-earth Songba Lidao, and the result of this second point-to-face confrontation was still Lu Junyi's flying upside down.

Everyone exclaimed and felt more or less happy for Lu Junyi. This is Lu Junyi, if you are someone else, don't say that when you wait for Sumba's second palm, the first palm will be slapped into a meatloaf.

However, Sumba Deli was even more unforgiving, taking two big strides and two feet, and the third big mudra in his right hand burst out again.

This boom, Lu Junyi couldn't do it even if he wanted to use the reaction force to fly upside down to dodge, because this big handprint was not a shot, but a grip!

Grip and grip are different concepts, patting is a straight shot, as long as there is space behind the object being patted, you can use the power of this beat to fly out of the palm force of the shroud, but the grip is different, just like a naughty child reaching out to hug a mosquito fly flying in the air, Sumba's big hand wants to pinch Lu Junyi to death in his palm!

Lu Junyi was shocked, he knew that Songba's martial arts were strong, but he didn't expect it to be so strong, even if he didn't fight with Sun An, but directly against Songba, I'm afraid that he will lose mostly!

This Sumba is simply too strong, strong in internal force, shocking the past and the present!

This time there was really no way to hide, there were big hands surrounded by big hands around his body, and he had no choice but to shout violently, and put all the remaining strength in the dantian into the body of the spear, and put the spear horizontally in the encirclement of this big hand.

Are you going to pinch me to death? Okay, you can break this spear first!

Everyone outside the arena was already stunned, and they even forgot to exclaim, what a terrifying way to kill people? With this big hand in hand, Lu Junyi could not avoid being shot and killed.

Everyone held their breath, and the last glance saw that the head and tail of the treasure gun were held heavily by the big hand, and quickly bent into a circle, and Lu Junyi's figure was in the round barrel, and then the big hand turned into a fist, and people could no longer see the scene inside the big hand.

Suddenly, people only heard Lu Junyi's hoarse voice shouting: "Open!"

The giant fist of sand, earth and sawdust suddenly dissipated, revealing Lu Junyi lying on the ground, his chest covered with jet-black blood, which was the only sign of the most serious internal injuries, and the skull gun had recovered to its original state, lying next to his body.

Sumba stood outside Zhang Xu, looking down at Lu Junyi condescendingly, and muttered a call.

Li Ruolan translated this passage for Sumba in the South Stand: "If you can block my three moves as a monk of the Western Xia, it is also considered that you have the unparalleled reputation of the world's guns and sticks, and now your skills have been exhausted, even if you have the holy medicine for healing, it will be difficult to recover without a year, my Western Xia National Teacher has no intention of killing you, let me keep you to tell the world, and let the people in the martial arts of the world know the gap between the warriors of the Great Song Dynasty and the masters of the Western Xia!"

Li Ruolan's words made the Great Song Dynasty Qunhao silent, and no one dared to argue anymore, this is the number one master of the Great Song Dynasty here, and he only blocked the three moves of Sumba!

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