Chapter 43: The Crane Dance
"Snort!"
The wind exploded, and the muscles of Yan Protector's right arm bulged, and the green tendons on the back of his hand were vertical and horizontal, and the iron was blue and black, as if steel was cast in iron, bringing a piercing sound of breaking the air. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info
The sharp claw wind came to his face, and Lin Yi praised: "It's good." β
Before the words fell, the silent Tianyi True Water in his body burst out, and his right arm waved like an iron whip to meet it.
"Bang!"
After the blow, the strict protector "kick and kick" took a few steps back in a row before he stood firm.
Lin Yi had a few more red marks on his right hand.
The few members of the Flying Eagle Gang who stayed at the door were stunned. Yan Protector is a three-rank martial artist, and in the entire Jiangning County, it is also the number one.
Yan Protector saw that the red marks on Lin Yi's hands quickly turned white, and finally disappeared. It was as if what he had seen before was an illusion.
"Is this the power of the peerless divine skill?" Lin Yi did not take advantage of the momentum to pursue, he recalled the afterglow of the blow just now.
Tianyi Zhenshui cooperated with the "Tianhe True Law", even an old third-grade martial artist like Yan Hufa could not please him in his hands.
It is no wonder that every time a peerless miracle is born, people in the world will always pursue it frantically, and even set off countless bloody storms for it.
"The more you invest, the more you can expect to get in return. Thinking of this, Lin Yi's mood suddenly felt a little heavy.
Qing Xuzi and Zhao Jianye, these two people are not old grandfathers who don't ask for anything in return. What kind of secrets will be hidden in the Xuanyuan Cave Heaven?
Lin Yi shook his head and left these thoughts behind. There must be a road before the car reaches the mountain, so it's better to deal with the things in front of you first.
There was a sound of footsteps, and a group of people hurried out.
The person at the head is none other than Li Feiyu, the leader of the Flying Eagle Gang.
"Uncle Yan, are you okay?" asked Li Feiyu.
Yan Protector waved his hand and said, "It's okay. Helper, listen to me. After my temptation just now, this person's martial arts are watery on the outside and powerful on the inside, and it is very likely that it is...... , you have to work hard to cope. β
Although the strict protector lowered his voice, Lin Yi's six senses were psychic, and in this regard, he was not inferior to the five-grade master who had condensed the spirit and wisdom, and he still captured some information.
Lin Yi silently recited what he heard, "King Kong Temple, dragon like Hercules, Dapeng." A few keywords, he secretly said in his heart: "It seems that this Flying Eagle Gang hides a lot of secrets." β
King Kong Temple is a great faction in the Western Regions, since the Lord of the Immortal Dao came to Nalanda Temple, smashed the golden body of the Buddha cast by the West Pole Gengjin with a punch, and forced this Buddhist ancestral source holy land to close the mountain and close the temple for six Jiazi, King Kong Temple has become the head of Buddhism in the Western Regions.
Especially after the retreat and cultivation of the Immortal Dao Master, the Vajra Temple has been greatly expanded, and most of the thirty-six countries in the Western Regions have now become earthly Buddha countries.
If you talk about the huge power, the Zen Shaolin Temple, the head of Buddhism in the Central Plains, and the Pure Industry Temple of the Vinaya Sect, are far inferior.
Lin Yi was silent on his face, and said secretly in his heart: "The Western Regions and Yangzhou, the south and the north, it is not easy to get involved between the two. It's really getting more and more interesting. β
"Uncle Yan, don't worry, I have my own measure in this matter. After Li Feiyu finished speaking, he strode towards Lin Yi.
Li Feiyu, as the leader of a gang, walked in a tiger's stride, striding forward, and had a breathtaking momentum.
Lin Yi stood quietly, his body was straight, like an ancient pine on a cliff, let him wind from east to west, north and south, and I didn't move.
Movement and stillness, each is extraordinary.
Although the two have not yet fought each other, the battle has begun.
Lin Yi suddenly felt a little excited, since he came into this world, he had never met an evenly matched opponent.
After mastering Tianyi True Water, he was already comparable to a second-grade martial artist who had condensed his spirit. Coupled with the addition of the peerless magic skill of "Tianhe True Law", as well as the endless supply of heaven and earth aura by the Golden Silkworm Gu, it is not impossible to win against the top three rank martial artists.
Li Feiyu is an opponent suitable for him to sharpen his knife.
Winning is the first essence of martial arts, winning with others, winning by fighting, surpassing oneself and sublimating life.
The intensity and excitement can only be felt if you experience it yourself.
Of course, an important premise is to choose your opponent well. Otherwise, it won't be a matter of what happened.
"On paper, I finally feel shallow, and I never know that I have to do it. Lin Yi said leisurely.
The words fell, and Li Feiyu, who was gaining momentum, had already arrived beside him.
Li Feiyu flexed his fingers into claws, and his whole body shook, making a low sound that shocked people's hearts.
Lin Yi drifted away, like the silence of the pine, like the movement of the crane, light and chic, giving people a feeling of ease and longevity.
If Li Feiyu is a fierce goshawk, then Lin Yi is a free white crane.
Li Feiyu's attack rolled in like a raging storm.
Lin Yi was not in a hurry to fight back, he stepped on the Nine Palaces, and the traces were lost, and the essence of "Crane Lost Steps" was thoroughly displayed.
The five poultry scenes that Qing Xuzi handed over to Qing Yue were not so simple.
Every time Lin Yi thinks about it, more or less, there will always be some gains. Among the martial arts he learned, the most suitable for the Five Fowl Opera is the "Crane Lost Steps" set of light exercises.
People often only know to cherish it after they have passed away.
It's a clichΓ©, but we often ignore what is in front of us, consciously or unconsciously.
The eagle strikes the sky, and the crane dances freely.
Li Feiyu's offensive was already unsustainable.
If he can't break through the opponent's defense in one go, then what awaits him will be the opponent's sharp counterattack.
Li Feiyu had already made up his mind when he thought about it.
"Are you going to make a trick?" Lin Yi raised his vigilance, he didn't want to capsize in the gutter and be planted in the hands of a newly rising gang like the Flying Eagle Gang, which could only show off its might in the county.
Li Feiyu attacked several times in a row, forcing Lin Yi to retreat, and then rose into the air, turning his hands into sharp claws, and the attack was several times more powerful in an instant.
He is condescending and uses his strength to fight, but at the same time, he also exposes all his weaknesses.
Taking this step, there is no advance or retreat, and I am invincible.
The shadow of the claw is in the sky, with an indomitable momentum, like the Yangtze River, surging down.
"It's your last struggle. Lin Yi didn't continue to dodge this time, in the flying claw shadow, he was like a mainstay, unmoving.
As time passed, the power of Li Feiyu's attack was weakening, and the balance of victory was tilting in Lin Yi's favor.
The strict protector on the side was nervously watching the situation in the field.
The Flying Eagle Gang cannot be defeated now, defeat is death, victory is life.
Two cold lights flashed in the depths of Yan Protector's eyes, although the reputation of the rivers and lakes is important, it is also an unwritten rule to become a king and defeat a villain.
At this moment, a graceful figure appeared in the field of vision of Yan Protector.