Chapter 39: The Final Battle (I)

"Zheng!"

"No!" Xie Xun's face changed greatly, and he wanted to stop Yang Guan's action, but it was too late, the dragon slaying knife was broken, and Xie Xun's face was indescribably ugly and complicated at this moment.

The dragon slaying knife broke, revealing two pieces of brocade cloth, full of dense small characters, Zhang Cuishan and the others looked frozen, got up and took the brocade cloth, and said: "Big brother, it is two pieces of brocade cloth, as Guan'er said, it is the eighteen palms of the dragon descending left by Guo Daxia and Wu Mu's suicide note." ”

"Didn't you say that this is an iron from heaven, which will ruin people and make people die?" At this time, Zhao Min squeezed Yang Guan narrowly and laughed in a low voice.

"Heh, if you didn't say that that day, would those martial arts people be able to give up easily?" Yang Guan chuckled.

"Hmph, then do you know that after you said that Yitian was in the Ruyang Palace, how many people from the rivers and lakes broke into the palace, and my father was so angry that he almost sent troops to destroy your Wudang. Zhao Min said dissatisfied.

"Hehe, didn't you come!" Yang Guan said with a smile.

"Alas!" Xie Xun sighed, his tone contained sadness, helplessness, and anger, which was extremely complicated, and he said: "Let's go, the grievances and grievances will be broken with this knife." ”

"Hey, good apprentice, where are you going?" suddenly an eerie voice came in.

"Cheng Kun, I'll kill you!" Xie Xun's heart suddenly changed dramatically when he heard this person's voice, and he suddenly burst into tears, his hair flew up, the sound was like thunder, and the air was rippled, and his body moved like a mad lion, and a punch pierced the door, and the punch was like a flood to the location where the sound came.

It's just that Cheng Kun made a voice and left the place, Xie Xun's punch returned in vain, and everyone followed.

"Ah, Cheng Kun come out, bang bang!"

Xie Xun went crazy, his fists kept waving, the wind was raging, and the sawdust was splashing, but he didn't hit Cheng Kun with a single punch, Cheng Kun stood aside and looked at the crazy Xie Xun with a cold smile.

There were two people beside him, one was officially Amandar, and the other was a strange old monk, with a shriveled body, a pair of eyes like an eagle implied coldness, thick and vigorous knuckles, like old bark, and seven or eight monks followed, all of them thin but lean, with murderous aura in their eyes.

"Father-in-law, stop fighting!" Zhang Wuji looked angry and anxious, and hurriedly stepped forward to hug Xie Xun and said.

"Wuji, point out the location of that old thief, today is either him dead or I die!" Xie Xun's empty eyes were red and he said loudly.

"You are Zhang Wuji?Wan'an Temple, kill me eighteen bronze people in one battle?" The strange old monk's voice was hoarse.

"Who is Your Excellency?" Zhang Cuishan asked solemnly.

"Hehe, are you Zhang Cuishan? You don't deserve to know who I am, Zhang Sanfeng is almost here, hum!" said the old monk's voice, and there was a murderous look in his eyes: "However, since you are Zhang Wuji's son, then die!"

As he spoke, the emaciated figure suddenly came to Zhang Cuishan's face, and with a finger, a fierce and vicious finger force struck.

"Mighty King Kong Finger!" Zhang Cuishan's face changed, and the long sword hurriedly protected his chest.

"Dang! click!" The long sword broke, Zhang Cuishan's body was shaken away by a huge force, the old monk followed him, and the wrinkled old hand turned into a palm and slapped Zhang Cuishan, fierce and fierce, wanting to kill him.

"Not good!" Zhang Wuji, Yin Susu and the others' faces changed greatly.

"Whew!"

A sword light suddenly attacked, meeting the old monk's giant palm, sharp and fast, piercing through the wind under the palm, and the long sword of Senhan was like a rainbow, pointing directly at the palm.

The palm was cold, the old monk was shocked, the palm was retracted, his fingers popped out, and hit the tip of the sword, "When!" A huge force entered the sword body, and the old monk was also forced to be shaped by the edge of the long sword, and Zhang Cuishan's crisis was solved.

The long sword trembled violently, his hands were numb for a while, his eyes were sharp, and when the long sword turned, a force was thrown out, and the long sword suddenly fell silent.

Guarding against the old monk Yang Guan looked sideways at Zhang Cuishan and said, "Uncle Shi, you have nothing to do, right?"

"It's okay, this old monk is not simple, the palm just now should be Shaolin's powerful King Kong palm, you should be careful!" Zhang Cuishan said with a solemn expression, although the blow just now, although it did not hurt him, but it shocked him with blood and blood, and he had no power to fight back for a while, if it wasn't for Yang Guan to arrive, I am afraid that it will be more than lucky.

Seeing that Zhang Cuishan was fine, Yang Guanding looked at the old monk who was looking at him, suddenly smiled, and said: "Old monk, look at your image is not a Shaolin monk, well, a bit of Western style, and so old, isn't it the traitor fire foreman of Shaolin Temple back then?"

"Hmph, I'm the fire foreman Tuo, you are the boy from Wudang, Yang Guan? Ah Er Ah San were you killed?"

Seeing that Zhang Wuji and the others were coming over, he stared at the old monk and said to Zhang Wuji: "Senior brother, I'll drag it here, you kill Cheng Kun and that barbarian first, so as not to go crazy without anything happening." ”

"Okay!" Zhang Wuji heard this, said loudly, and said to Xie Xun: "Father-in-law, today we will destroy Cheng Kun, the dog thief, together!"

"Kill!" Xie Xun replied murderously, saying that the two of them killed Cheng Kun together.

"Do it!" With a cold snort, Cheng Kun said to the few monks brought by the fire foreman Tuo and the Amandal beside him, and took the lead in catching up with Zhang Wuji.

"Uncle Shi, you also go to help, this old monk and I are enough. Yang Guan said to Zhang Cuishan.

"Okay, be careful!" Zhang Cuishan knew that Yang Guan was clever in his methods, and he didn't pretentiously agree, so he turned around and went to help Zhang Wuji.

"Hmph, arrogant, just if you want to stop me, die!" The old monk's figure flashed, and he took the lead in attacking, shooting out a fierce finger force.

Yang Guan was already on guard against him, and with a turn of the long sword, he drew a mysterious arc, the sword shadow rotated, and the powerful King Kong finger couldn't help but be scattered by this circle of seemingly useless sword arcs.

"What kind of swordsmanship are you?" The figure was stunned, and a trace of caution flashed in the old monk's eyes, how could he not see the subtlety of Yang Guan's swordsmanship at such a level.

"Tai Chi Sword, I created it too well, how can a monk want to reap the credit and return home to retire?" Yang Guan showed a hint of banter at the corner of his mouth.

"Hmph, my disciples and grandchildren have all been killed by you, what is the old thing, I will kill you today, I will see if it is Zhang Sanfeng's exquisite swordsmanship, or my strong King Kong finger is strong, and I will die!"

Saying that, the old monk's face was hideous, and his murderous aura suddenly exploded, his fingers slammed out, drawing a series of finger shadows, and King Kong's fingers penetrated the space, defeating one Tai Chi circle after another.

The heart is solemn, but the long sword in his hand does not stop, the sword shadow rotates, it seems to be fast and slow, but in a moment, the sword shadow forms a Taiji diagram, protecting the body, and the water does not leak.

"Jingle Bell!"

The power of King Kong is extraordinary, the long sword in Yang Guan's hand was trembling with shock, and a strong force entered the body, and the qi and blood and internal qi surged, fortunately, he had achieved something in his Pure Yang Wuji Skill, and he had the assistance of Jiuyang Divine Skill and Xuanming True Qi to drag this old monk.

This old monk's cultivation is extraordinary, Yang Guan used Tai Chi swordsmanship to defend as soon as he fought, just to try out the old monk's cultivation, but he didn't expect this old monk to reach the late congenital stage, compared to Zhang Sanfeng, it is not bad, but its realm is far worse than Zhang Sanfeng.

Although his strength was used as he wished, it obviously did not reach the level of the grandmaster's subtlety, so Yang Guan could still resist one or two with his current cultivation.

Try out the realm cultivation of the old monk, Yang Guan's eyes sharpened, and the Tai Chi sword that lingered like water suddenly changed, and a fierce and fierce momentum suddenly rose, no longer blindly defending, attacking and defending, which is the right way.

The cultivation realm of the two is very different, but Yang Guan is not afraid at all, he has several sets of divine skills, and he has Tai Chi swordsmanship, Dugu Nine Sword Body, even if the master of the middle congenital stage makes a move, he can't help him.

Although the masters of the late congenital stage put great pressure on him, and even had a death crisis, the way of martial arts lies in battle, how can he understand the gap between the two without actual combat, how can he comprehend the essence of martial arts, not to mention integration, only between life and death can he understand.

At this moment, Yang Guanshi's world was silent, only the trajectory of the old monk's shot was left in his eyes, his soul was clear, he had never been transparent, all kinds of moves, and he comprehended and penetrated under the pressure of the old monk, and the long sword in his hand became more and more natural, more and more fierce and fast.

"Hmph, give me death!" The old monk was furious in his heart, how could he not know that Yang Guan had comprehended under his oppression, and a trace of jealousy rose, and he couldn't help but be more vicious and fierce in his attack.

Finger shadows and palm shadows came one after another, and the long sword in Yang Guan's hand was like a swimming fish, interspersed with finger shadows and palm shadows, looking for flaws, and attacking them would be saved.

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