Chapter 137: A palm slap flying
Seeing the old lama kill the two masters he invited in seconds, the captain of the city couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat, he really didn't expect that a martial arts master who could fight eight would be so useless, but now it's meaningless to think about this, the captain looked at the old lama who was less than thirty meters away from the city gate, and hurriedly asked the city head soldiers to smash the remaining boulders down!
'Boom!'
A huge rumbling sound sounded in the air, and the momentum that descended from Xianning Shuangxiong before was not much more terrifying, and although the speed of the old lama below was a little faster than that of ordinary people, it was still too slow compared to the boulder that fell rapidly!
"Roar!"
When the old lama was about to be smashed to death because he couldn't dodge, the old lama raised his head directly and roared, raised his hands to the boulder, and directly greeted him!
'Bang!'
Before the captain saw the old lama was hit by the boulder and delighted, soon he saw the rest of the boulder landing, the only one actually stopped in the air, the captain was stunned, and after a closer look, he found that the old lama was standing under the boulder, and the boulder smashed down on the city wall of more than ten meters did not kill the old lama, but was caught by the other party, how is this possible!
'Boom!'
And the old lama who caught the boulder, at this time his feet had sunk deep into the ground, a pair of thick arms were even more bruised, his face was red, his hands were tight, and he ignored the captain's horror, and the next moment he grabbed the boulder and smashed it against the city gate that was less than ten meters away!
'Woohoo!'
The boulder was like a meteor, smashing into the city gate quickly, and with a loud bang, the boulder fell directly into the tall city gate, and then the soldiers on the city head also felt a violent shaking, as if there was an earthquake, and even a few unlucky ghosts near the edge fell directly from the city head in this tremor!
"Break it for me!"
The city gate was quite strong, and this stone did not break it all at once, but rolled down from the city gate, fell to the ground, and splashed dust on the ground with a loud bang! And the old lama saw that he did not break the city gate with one blow, but he did not care, his hands were entangled, forming a lotus mudra, and he did not know what kind of martial arts he used, and in a loud roar, he slapped at the city gate!
'Boom!'
The old lama started very quickly, and the people on the head of the city had not recovered from the earthquake, so the old lama jumped up and slapped it with the lotus handprint on the depression that was smashed by the boulder before, and instantly the iron and wood splashed everywhere, and the city gate with a thick palm and mixed with iron was actually broken a big hole more than one meter high!
"The national teacher is mighty!"
"If the national teacher makes a move, the city gate will be broken!"
"The Invincible National Teacher"
Although the people at the head of the city did not see the scene of the old lama breaking the city gate with one palm, but listening to the sound of the wood breaking, as well as watching the cheers of the Mongolian army, and all kinds of signs of not retreating but advancing, they had to plan in the worst direction, and a kind of despair could not help but shroud in the hearts of everyone!
"What should I do! What should I do! Do I want to lose? It seems that I can't keep Xianning's folks!"
The commander of the city, but also the captain muttered, his pupils couldn't help but be a little dilated, obviously desperate for the current situation, the rolling stones and falling trees that can cause great damage have been lost just when they dealt with the old lama, or even earlier, and the arrows have already been shot, and now the city gate has been broken, and the Mongolian army of ** thousand people left continues to rush to the city, how can they hold the Xianning garrison of less than a thousand!
The captain and even all the Xianning soldiers are desperate, but the old lama has no intention of stopping, and now there is a big hole in the middle of the city gate, but this does not mean that the city gate is open, and the big hole is located five or six meters high in the city gate, and few people in the Mongolian army can turn over, and relying on the army to break the city gate, I am afraid it is not something that can be done in a short time, so the old lama after thinking about it, he simply did it to the end, ready to turn into the big hole, open the city gate directly from behind the door, and enlarge the army into the city!
'Drink!'
The old lama, who had fallen to the ground because of his breaking of the city gate, rose into the air again with a loud roar, and a tiger pounced on the big hole in the city gate!
"Look at the palm!"
The old lama's head just came out of the hole, and he saw a white little hand fan, and at the same time brought up a violent air pressure to the old lama's old face, only from the momentum, this palm and the previous Xianning Shuangxiong's scimitar, as well as the boulder that fell from the sky, I don't know how much stronger, seeing this, the old lama who was subconsciously preparing to avoid it, suddenly felt a flower in front of him, and then found that there was no white little hand in front of him, and some were just a big hand that covered the sky and slapped fiercely on his old face, and with the terrifying wind pressure, it was even more real!
"Oh no, it's an illusion!"
The old lama was originally caught in the terror of the giant palm that covered the sky, but when his mentality was unbalanced, he suddenly remembered the Zuo Guoshi of the imperial capital, and when he confused him with an illusion, it was also this feeling, which made the old lama break free from this illusion in an instant, and the giant palm that covered the sky became a white little hand again!
However, the master made a move, and it was in milliseconds, at the moment when the old lama was awake, the white palm also slapped the old lama's face, and directly pumped the old lama out, just like the old lama had beaten Xianning Shuangxiong before!
"Poof!"
"Looks like I'm not too late!"
Ren Yingying, who was dressed in black, came out of the hole, stepped on the ground with one foot, looked at the old lama who flew into the army, and the Mongolian army whose excitement instantly turned into panic, and said softly!