Chapter 40: The Final Battle (Part II)

Suddenly woke up, Yang Guan looked solemn, the old monk went all out, pointing and killing him, and the powerful Vajra palm was even more fierce and ruthless, and he was either killed or injured.

For a time, Yang Guan's pressure increased greatly, the danger was full of dangers, his mind moved, he changed the way of fighting, the wind was born under his feet, he was chic and free, stepping on the fairy and looking at the moon, Yang Guan's body turned into a virtual shadow, and he kept wandering around the old monk, the sword came out like lightning, and suddenly came out, and the thunder disappeared, not dealing with the old monk head-on.

"Junior, don't hide!" The fire foreman Tuo was angry and shouted angrily, although his cultivation was high and far-reaching and superior to Yang Guan, but his light skills were not as good as Yang Guan, so he became powerful and had nowhere to go, and Yang Guan intended to use him to practice swords.

"Old monk, don't come out if you have bad legs and feet, you can see that it's ugly!" Yang Guan teased, deliberately angering the old monk.

"Hmph, ignorant junior, if you rely on light skills, you don't know the height of the sky, break it for me!" The old monk's eyes flashed, and he burst into cheers, and the momentum of his whole body suddenly exploded.

"Boom!" A fierce and fierce momentum suddenly came, an invisible pressure struck, the body couldn't help sinking, several phantoms were broken, Yang Guan's face changed, and he suddenly took out his sword, the long sword was like a dragon, fierce and fierce.

"Whew!"

The sword light flashed in his eyes, the old monk's expression remained unchanged, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and he struck out the sword that met Yang Guan Ling with one finger, and the corners of his mouth hooked a hideous sneer, and said, "See how you escape this time?"

"Zheng!"

As soon as the world was clear, only this golden sound remained, and the two of them were stunned, and the vajra finger collided with the long sword, and the strength converged, without any leakage, but there was an undercurrent of ferocity, fighting between the two.

In the internal force competition, the true qi gushed out like a tide, Yang Guan's forehead gradually showed sweat, and his face turned red, on the other hand, the old monk was calm and happy, and the true qi was far from being comparable to Yang Guan.

But Yang Guan's means are not enough, his left hand flashed, and a golden light suddenly flew out, the golden light was shaped like a snake, moving like lightning, extremely fast, it was the golden snake cone secretly created by Yang Guan.

The golden snake attacked, the old monk was caught off guard, a golden light in his eyes was dilated, his pupils shrank, his left hand turned into a palm, and a King Kong palm was slapped out.

"Boom, squeak!" violently collided, the golden snake cone quickly rotated and penetrated, constantly breaking through the innate qi generated by the dry palm, making a piercing sound, his face changed suddenly, the old monk's figure flickered, the withered palm suddenly withdrew, and the golden light flashed, nailed to the wooden pillar next to it.

Seeing that the old monk was forced by the golden snake cone, revealing flaws, the internal qi changed, and a cold cold air suddenly entered the sword, the old monk's internal force couldn't help shrinking, and Yang Guan's figure flashed and took the opportunity to get out of this internal force competition.

"Ding ding!" The long sword in Yang Guan's hand couldn't withstand the fierce internal qi, and the sudden cold air, broke into several knots, fell to the ground, threw the hilt of the sword casually, secretly breathed, stared at the old monk, the internal force flowed all over the body, and he didn't dare to relax at any time.

"Okay, good, good! Monk, I haven't been injured for decades, I didn't expect to be forced like this by a junior like you as soon as I got out of the mountain, and I was injured, it's really good!" Looking at his left hand, there was a little wound in the dry palm, and blood flowed out, and the old monk's face was hideous.

"Alas, the old monk, this shows that you are old, you should stay in the soil for decades, and if you can't keep up with the times, don't come out and hang around, one accidentally hangs up, and there is no one to collect the corpse, tsk, pitiful. Yang Guan didn't seem to see the old monk's ugly expression, squinted his eyes and joked seriously.

"Hmph, vainly claiming the benefits of your tongue, now that your long sword has been broken, look at what you use to fight me!" The old monk didn't dare to underestimate Yang Guan now, but the hatred in his heart became more and more intense, and he wanted to take him down in one fell swoop, let him taste the torture of the King Kong Gate, and the consumption just now was not small, so he took the opportunity to speak secretly to recover his internal strength, and when he recovered, he would not give Yang Guan the power to fight back.

"Hehe, the monk said that you are old, you still don't believe it, you see that you are tired, hehe, who said that I can only use swordsmanship?

Yang Guan's cultivation is not ordinary, and he recovers quickly, so he only recovered halfway, and killed the old monk, and finally consumed him like this, but he didn't want to face him who won all.

Although the old monk was born in Shaolin, he also secretly learned a few upper-level exercises, which are far from comparable with Wudang's Zhenpai divine skills, so he recovered from the upper and lower levels, and when he saw Yang Guan killing, his face was gloomy and he also killed in one fell swoop.

"Bang bang bang!"

The two fought with their bare hands, Yang Guan was not at all as smooth as the sword just now, fierce and ruthless, tricky and ferocious, and used pure yang internal qi to control the Baji Fist, which greatly increased its power, and was not inferior to the top boxing technique.

Seeing Yang Guan's hard encounter, the old monk was overjoyed, but the next moment he understood the meaning of Yang Guan's more than just swordsmanship, his boxing method was strange and fierce, not to mention, nothing on the body was not a fist, nothing could not kill the enemy, strange and fast, it was difficult to touch the trajectory of this set of boxing, and the two of them were stalemate for a while.

It was difficult for the old monk to take down Yang Guan for a while, and Cheng Kun's side was even more miserable, Zhang Wuji's cultivation was profound, with Jiuyang Shengong to protect his body, plus Mingjiao's Qiankun Great Shift, and Wudang's Tai Chi, Cheng Kun was injured and in danger.

Xie Xun fought against Amandar, Amandar Dragon is like an extraordinary, is the first master of Daxue Temple to break through the ninefold since the Golden Wheel Queen, but the Golden Retriever Lion King has deep skills and his eyes are disabled, but a pair of ears are more keen.

The monks brought by the old monk were far inferior to Ah Er and Ah San, and they were even inferior to the eighteen bronze men of Wan'an Temple, so when they met Zhang Cuishan, the five heroes of Wudang, they were naturally not opponents, and three of them had died.

Zhou Zhiruo and Zhao Min didn't make a move, beware of accidents, but Zhao Min was all about Yang Guan, always keeping an eye on him, seeing that his fight with the old monk was extremely dangerous, he was extremely worried, how could he pay attention to his surroundings.

Zhou Zhiruo and Zhang Wuji made a love affair on Snake Island, and when they saw Zhang Wuji's bravery, they were extremely happy in their hearts, and they didn't pay attention to their surroundings, and a faint fragrance wafted in.

Smelling the fragrance, a strange smile appeared on Cheng Kun's cold face, Yang Guan immediately noticed that something was wrong, forced the old monk back with a punch, and said loudly: "Hold your breath, it's ten fragrant soft tendons!"

Everyone's faces changed when they heard this, Zhang Wuji fortunately had Jiuyang Divine Skill to protect his body, and he would not be invaded by poison, and the others would not have good luck with him, the true qi in his body was dissolving, and he hurriedly closed his breath when he heard the words.

After a while, Yang Guan's body suddenly weakened, he stumbled and almost fell, the old monk's eyes lit up, thinking that the ten fragrant soft tendons were poisonous, and the wind suddenly rose, and the strong King Kong palm slapped Yang Guan.

"Be careful!" Zhao Min exclaimed in surprise with a sudden change in face.

"Bang!" King Kong's palm slammed into Yang Guan's chest, Yang Guan's face suddenly turned red, and then turned blue, but the corners of his mouth hooked up a smile of successful conspiracy, silently, and a hand appeared under the old monk's armpit.

Although the old monk's withered palm hit Yang Guan, he felt that the strength was wrong, and he was shocked in his heart, and before he could react, he suddenly felt a combination of rigidity and softness of palm force hit his armpit, and one of the fierce forces was like the powerful King Kong palm force he had just struck.

"Boom!"

This palm really hit the old monk, the figure suddenly shook, retreated again and again, a mouthful of blood spurted out, seriously injured, his eyes were red, his face was hideous, the old monk said viciously: "Ahem, it's so calculating! What you used just now was the great shift of the Ming Sect, hum, sure enough, but you don't feel good!"

"Poof!" Yang Guan, who had never said anything, spit out a mouthful of blood, wiped the blood stains on the corners of his mouth, grinned, and said, "Hehe, a small injury, but the old monk, I'm afraid you won't be able to leave like this." ”

"Hmph, it is not known who killed the deer, kill!" said the old monk's tone suddenly changed murderously, and his body jumped out, regardless of the serious injury, he forcibly killed Yang Guan with a vajra finger.

Yang Guan's eyes froze, he didn't expect the old monk to be so decisive, and he was preparing to deal with it, but he didn't expect the old monk's body to change, so he actually flew out with a false move, wanting to escape, sure enough, the ginger was still old and spicy, but the tender one was not bad.

"Hehe, why is the old monk in such a hurry, your eldest aunt is here? Besides, are you leaving, hehe, do it!" Yang Guan narrowed his eyes and said with a smile, but in the next moment, he snorted coldly, and an ominous premonition rose in the heart of the galloping red foreman.

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