Chapter Seventy-Four: Saving Lives (2)

Li Longyan saw that he suddenly rushed to the front of him, he was slightly startled, and before he could think about it, he waved out his right palm and slapped it at his hand; Liang Sanquan didn't wait for the old move to use the old man, and his hand grabbed it up, and then grabbed him again.

If Li Longyan was still in Liaoxi's martial arts at that time, in the face of this sudden change, he was afraid that he would have been hit, but his current martial arts are no longer comparable to those at that time, although Liang Sanquan's grasp of the change move was fast, Li Longyan's right palm was raised, but he still blocked it, followed by the left palm straight out, and slapped Liang Sanquan on the chest.

Liang Sanquan spent eight points of energy to guard against Li Longyan's "master", and used two points of energy to deal with Li Longyan, thinking that this kid's martial arts were comparable to Yuan Ye, and he would definitely be able to take it down in one or two moves. Unexpectedly, the opponent's left palm suddenly attacked, and before the palm arrived, the palm wind had forced him to breathe poorly. He was taken aback, hurriedly returned to the palm block, bang, his palms intersected, only to feel that the other party's internal force was surging like a tide, and his whole body was shocked, and he took three steps back.

Without waiting for him to call out in shock, Li Longyan hurriedly followed, and the five moves in a row had been struck out in an instant, and he used the eighteen-way flying phoenix fist awarded by the Heavenly Star Gate. This method of boxing was originally very ordinary, but Li Longyan grabbed the moment when the other party was stunned, and quickly advanced five moves in a row, but it was also extremely powerful.

His fist was attached to the internal force of the way of breath, and each punch was extraordinary, Liang Sanquan was in a hurry, blocking four moves, but the last punch finally failed to block, and it was solid in the chest. The qi and blood in his chest and abdomen churned, and he held his breath for a moment, and with a pop, a large mouthful of blood spurted out.

Li Longyan didn't stop his hand, followed by two palms in a row, all of which slapped on his chest, Liang Sanquan's blood spurted wildly, he took four or five steps back, sat down on the ground with a bang, and was overwhelmed for a moment, and had no strength to get up.

This victory, it was really like thunder and lightning, and the enemy was knocked down in a few moves, Liang Sanquan was shocked, Xin Yuanzi and the short-bearded middle-aged man also had an incredible look on their faces, looking at Li Longyan, and they all exclaimed.

Li Longyan has never been so ruthless in his life, but in the face of three strong enemies in front of him, if he does not finish one as soon as possible, his situation will be extremely unfavorable. Although the attack was ruthless, after all, he still didn't kill him, otherwise if the last two palms were used with all their strength, they would be enough to shatter Liang Sanquan's heart.

The short-bearded middle-aged man glanced at Liang Sanquan, slowly stepped two steps, and said: "Hehe, it turns out that we have lost our eyes, Your Excellency is deeply hidden, and he is actually a great master, admire, admire." Old man Sang Baihan, dare to ask Shaoxia Gao's surname, which sect is his disciple?"

Li Longyan won the victory, originally a little lucky, but he took advantage of Liang Sanquan's unguarded and suddenly hit him with a quick move. At present, this Sang Baihan is preoccupied, and it is impossible to be opportunistic.

Look at this person's footwork is steady, his bearing is calm, and his martial arts should be very good. Li Longyan didn't dare to be careless, and said: "I am Yuan Ye's fellow brother, my name is Li Longyan, and I am a disciple of the Tianxing Martial Academy. How many of you are from the Soul Conversion Sect?"

Sang Baihan smiled slightly: "It seems that you have been listening for a long time, and the stone in Shicai was made by you." It is also extremely rare for a young man to have such skills. We must kill this person, if you want to save him, show your real skills. You have injured the people in my sect, so your master is here, and my surname Sang will not let you go, so let's make a move. After saying that, he raised his hands slightly, waiting for Li Longyan to make a move.

Li Longyan was quite confident when he heard him, and he didn't even pay attention to his "master", snorted, and thought: "I want to see how capable you are." "Not to mention, take three steps forward, use the Heavenly Star Gate Breaking Stone Palm Technique, and attack in a row.

Sang Baihan didn't dare to be careless, and took it intently. Seeing that although Li Longyan's moves are simple, his strength is strong and his internal strength is profound, which is rare in his life. After fighting for more than 20 times, he noticed that his moves came and went with just a few moves, and said with a smile: "Sure enough, it is an unentered disciple of the Tianxing Sect, but where did you learn your internal strength? This is not the Seven Star Technique of the Tianxing Sect." ”

Li Longyan said: "You don't care where I learned it from! Pick it up!" Huhu put out two palms, and forcefully opened the stele and cracked the stone, giving full play to the essence of the broken stone palm.

Sang Baihan took these two palms hard, shook his body twice, and took three steps back; hey, suddenly his fist technique changed, his body flashed, and he circled around Li Longyan flickered left and right, his hands were grasped, and there was a slight sneering sound between his fingers, and he grabbed at the vital point around him.

His offensive suddenly turned urgent, his claws were fierce and fierce, and Li Longyan felt a great increase in pressure. struggled to take a few moves, only to hear a snort, and a piece of the placket of the waist had been grabbed. He was startled, his eyes flashed, and a move to break the stone palm "Push the boat down the river" was violently swung, followed by another move, "Mount Tai Pressing the Top" palm was raised high and slashed down on the top of the opponent's head.

These two moves are not coherent moves, so that they are also very hasty, although the strength is strong, but the flaws are exposed, as if they were forced by the other party to hurry and make random moves. Sang Baihan's face was gloomy, and suddenly flashed to his right side, which was where Li Longyan's flaws were, and as soon as he stretched out his left hand, he grabbed Li Longyan's ribs.

Seeing that Li Longyan was difficult to dodge, suddenly, his move Mount Tai pressed the top less than half, his elbow sank, and he had suppressed Sang Baihan's left grasp, followed by a sharp turn of his body, and his left palm followed, slamming Sang Baihan's shoulder.

He was exposed a moment ago, originally to lead the other party to attack his ribs, so as to change his boxing technique, and suddenly attacked with the wind slashing palm method, seeing that the other party was really fooled, he was slightly happy in his heart, and his left palm was strengthened, and the internal force was surging, and he shot out.

Seeing that this palm was about to hit Sang Baihan's shoulder, unexpectedly, Sang Baihan's left hand was like a loach, slipping off from his elbow, his body was lowered, avoiding his palm, his right grasp was as fast as lightning, he had grabbed his wrist, and sneered: "You are fooled!"

This Sang Baihan has experienced a hundred battles, is cunning and cunning, how can he be an easy person to fall into the trap. He saw that Li Longyan's skills were profound and what he had learned was very extraordinary, and he had already expected that the martial arts he knew would not be only the few sets of superficial boxing techniques of the Tianxing Martial Academy, and using these martial arts to fight against himself was just a trick to cover up people's eyes. Seeing Li Longyan's flaws, he expected that it must be his strategy to lure the enemy, so he planned to take advantage of Li Longyan's tricks to make him old and hold it in one fell swoop.

Li Longyan was taken aback, the other party grabbed his wrist, his fingers had been buckled with his pulse, and he felt that half of his body was sore. He rushed to his wrist again and again, but he couldn't break Sang Baihan's grasp.

Sang Baihan only felt a burst of strength between his fingers, and he was secretly shocked in his heart, feeling that the strength of this young man's internal strength was really beyond imagination, if it weren't for his own claw skills practiced diligently for decades, he was afraid that he would really rush away. He pointed to the afterburner, firmly grasped Li Longyan's wrist, looked at the surrounding woods, and sneered: "What about your master, why haven't you come out yet?"

Li Longyan shouted: "His old man will come out soon, you still don't want to let go?"

Sang Baihan recognized his appearance and sneered: "Little friend, are you telling a lie? I see that you look panicked, not like you have foreign aid." You are really not small, you dare to come alone to fight us! That's it, for the sake of your martial arts, the old man will give you a happy one!"

With a shake of his left hand, he took out a short knife from his arms, which was exactly the same as the appearance of Liang Sanquan. With a knife in his hand, he glanced at Li Longyan, and then stabbed him violently in the chest.