Chapter 113: Death (3)
In the face of Liang Jiuyin's powerful volley, Su Qinghou did not dodge or dodge, but stared at the opponent's palm with his eyes. The pen %fun %pavilion www.biquge.info just as Liang Jiuyin's palm reached the top of Su Qinghou's head, Su Qinghou's right palm suddenly came out, and a palm hit Liang Jiuyin's palm. Su Qinghou's palm is also very powerful.
The palms touched each other, making a "bang" sound.
Although Liang Jiuyin was condescending, and his palm power was faster than usual, his opponent was Su Wuhou after all.
Liang Jiuyin's figure in the air was trembling by Su Qinghou's shock, his qi and blood were tumbling, and a mouthful of blood overflowed from his mouth. He also flew upside down with the power of this palm.
Liang Jiuyin is a smart person, and he knows that he is not Su Qinghou's opponent.
and Su Qinghou fought hard, that was even more death.
But he still fought hard, he wanted to confuse Su Qinghou, and then escape with the power of one palm.
Su Qinghou said that as long as he could break out of this golden palace, he would let him go.
And Lin Yi also promised not to interfere in advance, so he would not stop him.
As long as he can get out of this golden temple, he will be able to escape.
Liang Jiuyin's body flew out upside down, and Su Qinghou's feet also slid backwards on the smooth mirror-like ground due to the shock force of the opponent's palm, but as soon as he slipped out of a foot, Su Qinghou's body somersaulted lightly.
Su Qinghou instantly adjusted his body in the air, and then flew towards Liang Jiuyin like a frightened bird.
Liang Jiuyin's body flew towards a pillar in the hall, and seeing that he had hit the technique, he put his foot on the pillar a little, and his body turned to go towards the window. But Su Qinghou also arrived at this time. Su Qinghou kicked out in the air, and seven footprints appeared one after another, sealing Liang Jiuyin's escape path.
Su Qinghou seemed to have seen his thoughts, and Liang Jiuyin didn't expect Su Qinghou to be so fast!
In the face of this dazzling seven footprints blocking the way, Liang Jiuyin couldn't tell which of these footprints was virtual and which was real, so he could only give up and escape first, his feet were a little on the pillar of the hall, and his body flew towards the middle of the hall.
Su Qinghou's figure also floated towards Liang Jiuyin, and the two figures flickered in the air and connected a few moves, and the two of them walked around the hall with vigor and strength, and the candles around the hall beat violently in the gangfeng, "poof" sound. Two candles were also extinguished.
The light in the hall was much darker.
At this time, Su Qinghou first slapped Liang Jiuyin's face, and Liang Jiuyin hurriedly dodged. Su Qinghou used his palm as a knife with his other hand, and cut at Liang Jiuyin's chest with one palm.
This Liang Jiuyin is not an idle person, in the face of this unprepared palm knife, in an instant, his body turned sideways out of thin air, and Su Qinghou's palm knife struck him sideways, but the fierce strength on the palm of the knife still tore Liang Jiuyin's clothes, and a few pieces of rags flew in the hall. Liang Jiuyin's chest was also exposed. He had white skin on his chest, but he had a lot of dark brown chest hair.
Liang Jiuyin was so shocked that his chest hair exploded.
A handful of chest hair was also pulled up by Su Qinghou's palm. Silky hairs spread out and flew around in Liang Jiuyin's frightened gaze. The palm knife hit the air, and the palm knife flew towards the portrait on the hero wall. Coincidentally, I don't know if Su Qinghou intentionally or unintentionally, the portrait of Lin Tianshu in the middle of the palm knife in the air. The portrait of Lin Tianshu was instantly torn apart by the palm wind, and fell apart from the hero wall.
There is also a deep mark on the hero wall that looks like a knife mark.
Liang Jiuyin dodged this palm knife and hurriedly fled to the side, but it was not easy for him to avoid Su Qinghou.
Su Qinghou's figure was like a feather chasing Liang Jiuyin in the wind, as if he was sticking behind Liang Jiuyin.
Each of his feet kept touching the walls of the temple, the chairs, the pillars, and the portraits on the walls of the heroes......
The figures of the two kept rising and falling and flashing all over the hall.
It's not right yet, accompanied by the sound of hand-to-hand.
Several portraits on the Wall of Heroes have been damaged, and some have been scattered in pieces. Lin Yi grabbed a piece of broken painting that flew in front of him with great interest, and at first glance, it was Li Tianwolf's head.
Lin Yi stood at the door, standing against the door. There were two times when the figures of the two of them passed in front of him, and at that time, as soon as Lin Yi made a move, Liang Jiuyin was finished. But since Lin Yi promised Su Qinghou, he would not interfere again. Even if Liang Jiuyin really rushed out of this golden hall, Lin Yi could only watch.
But Lin Yi knew that if Liang Jiuyin wanted to get rid of Su Qinghou, it was more difficult than ascending to the sky.
Liang Jiuyin couldn't get rid of Su Qinghou, so he turned around with a loud shout and slammed Su Qinghou. Su Qinghou also used the soles of his feet at the same time, and the two attacked each other with their feet, and their moves became more and more aggressive.
After more than 20 moves, the two fell sharply from the air to the ground.
Liang Jiuyin's body shook, and he staggered a few steps before he stood firm. He was kicked by Su Qinghou and hit a finger. The blood from his mouth kept pouring out. Liang Jiuyin's face turned blue at the moment, his face twitched, and he couldn't wait to swallow Su Qinghou and chew it to relieve the hatred in his heart. But he didn't have that ability.
Su Qinghou landed lightly, and his expression was still so calm.
He looked at Liang Jiuyin and said, "Your kung fu has improved a lot compared to when you were a 'man in the iron mask'. But your courage is standing still. In the face of me, the enemy who killed my father, he didn't want to kill me, but he always wanted to escape, and your father would not be able to close his eyes in the grave. ”
Liang Jiuyin's eyes were red, and he roared and slammed two consecutive palms into Su Qinghou. Taking advantage of Su Qinghou's cracking, Liang Jiuyin struck several palm winds in a row at the few candles that were still burning in the hall.
Liang Jiuyin's intention was obvious, he wanted to extinguish these candles.
Survive in the dark.
Su Qinghou's left hand quickly imprinted two palms in succession on the palm of Liang Jiuyin's air, and at the same time, his right palm swung continuously, and several strands of energy shot from the back of his hand, and the latter came first, and several strands of strength hit Liang Jiuyin's palms in different directions halfway. The sound of "bang bang" is endless. Liang Jiuyin's palm shadow was robbed by the strong wind that Su Qinghou struck out.
None of those candles have been extinguished.
Liang Jiuyin's donkey skills are exhausted at the moment.
His bloody face was even more ugly, he screamed wildly, and attacked Su Qinghou with all his might. Even if he killed Su Qinghou, he would fight for his life to hit Su Qinghou hard.
In the face of Liang Jiuyin's dying struggle and fighting for his life, Su Qinghou calmly coped with it.
His moves are faster, he has more variety, and his style is even more difficult to capture.
Lin Yi watched the two fight, this was the first time he had seen Liang Jiuyin fight with someone, and the opponent was Su Qinghou.
Judging from the heart, Liang Jiuyin's martial arts are not weak.
It's just that his opponent is Su Qinghou.
I don't know if it's his honor or sorrow.
And Su Qinghou's ever-changing moves made Lin Yi even more breathtaking.
Lin Yi applauded Su Qinghou's subtle moves from time to time.
Su Qinghou and Liang Jiuyin have fought so far, and they have changed nearly thirty different kinds of kung fu. This is more like a wonderful performance by Su Qinghou in this palace full of heroes all over the world.
Lin Yi was puzzled, this person who once had the most terrible memories in the world, after losing so many memories, why did he not forget the hundred martial arts he had memorized.
Could it be that the martial arts mastered by Su Qinghou have long been dissolved into his life?
I don't know how many tricks it takes, Liang Jiuyin finally couldn't hold on.
Suddenly, there was a "click" sound of broken bones in the hall.
At the same time, Liang Jiuyin also let out a scream of pain.