Flower Stealing Master

The wine-fighting monk used to be flushed on weekdays, but now his face instantly turned pale, and at the same time, the monk's robe swelled instantly, and his whole person seemed to grow bigger.

He flew back quickly. With every step back, his monk's robe became smaller by a point. After ten steps back, his monk's robe returned to normal. No, it was even a few sizes smaller than before. There were a few sharp-eyed ones. It is obvious from people that it is not that the monk's robe has become smaller, but that the tall and burly brewing monk himself has become a little thin and crooked.

The masked man did not chase the brewing monk, but attacked Wang Chongyang's back with a palm. Just now, Wang Chongyang saw a sudden change, and subconsciously withdrew a bit of internal strength, so that the drunk monk had the strength to deal with the sneak attack.

However, with such a sudden withdrawal of internal force, coupled with the internal force that the drunk monk did not have time to withdraw, he could not help his blood toss. Of course, with his master's cultivation base, such internal injuries could be temporarily suppressed within a few breaths. It's a pity that the masked man didn't give him time, and he pressed a palm on his back when he was paralyzed before he could resist.

Wang Chongyang sighed secretly: "My life is over!"

Just after the rabbit flew and fell, he naturally saw that this masked man had also reached the realm of a great master. Usually, he was hit by the opponent's palm in a big hole like a vest, and he would be seriously injured if he didn't die, let alone his current state?

It was just that soon he was shocked, and he was not injured. The other side's majestic sea-like infuriating Qi seemed to just use his body as a ferry, surging from his right palm along the meridians in his body.

He was originally a stunning person, and immediately understood the other party's intentions. He wanted to take the opportunity to severely injure Huang Shang who was fighting for his internal strength! Huang Chang originally had a match with his own internal strength, but suddenly he doubled his internal strength. How could the opponent stand it?

Wang Chongyang was unwilling to let this masked man succeed, but he knew very well that if he took his hand, the surging internal power in his body would have nowhere to vent, it would explode in his body instantly, and he would be killed immediately, and he would not even have time to leave a last word.

Survival is a human instinct, and even in the realm of a great master, it is hard to avoid the vulgarity. Of course, if he is given enough time to think about it, he wants to understand the strong relationship and may make the choice of sacrificing himself.

But in this haste, where did he have time to think clearly? What the other party wanted was his hesitation at this moment.

With such a hesitant effort, the turbulent infuriating Qi had already poured from his palm to Huang Shang.

The whole change happened in an instant. When Huang Chang witnessed the sneak attack on the wine-drinking monk, he reacted quickly enough. It is impossible for him to retreat from the governor's body. He intends to fight for internal injuries and interrupt the competition. He wants to come to Wang Chongyang. Busy fighting against the masked person will not sneak attack on him at this time, so even if he suffers internal backlash, he will still barely be able to bear it, and take advantage of the gap in which the masked person attacked Wang Chongyang to regain his freedom, so that next There can also be a battle against the masked man.

It's a pity that he just received his internal strength, Wang Chongyang's palm skill suddenly doubled, Huang Chang spouted blood, and the whole figure violently retreated like a dilapidated sandbag. His first reaction was that Wang Chongyang took the opportunity to plot against him, but the next moment Immediately reacted, the internal force that just attacked him was completely different from Wang Chongyang's innate merit. It was obviously the masked man who attacked him.

It turned out that the other party didn't hurt Wang Chongyang first as he imagined, but chose to deal with himself first!

"It's really a deep calculation!" Huang Chang not only withstood his own internal backlash, but also withstood the skills of Wang Chongyang and the mysterious man, which is equivalent to the undefended end of the three great masters. In addition to being old, the vitality in the body is gone at this time, and the only thing that can be done now is to take a few more breaths.

The timing of the opponent was so precise that even his response after the attack was fully utilized. If it hadn't been planned at the beginning, he would not believe anything.

Severely injuring the two great masters, the masked man did not give up. He continued to press his palms on Wang Chongyang's vest, and his internal force would shatter the other's meridians.

Only Huang Chang retreated violently. Wang Chongyang was finally able to free his hands. Because of the critical situation, he knew that he would never be spared. He simply no longer defended himself. Instead, he chose to exchange his life for his life. There is a trick in the true teaching of martial arts. Swordsmanship, with Wang Chongyang's current cultivation base, naturally does not stick to the use of swords.

With a twist of his arm, he jabbed back in an incredible arc of the anti-joint, and directly hit the person's lower abdomen with the force of the congenital power and one yang finger.

The masked man retreated violently. Although his head and face were covered, he could see that his breathing was much faster than usual. Obviously, the move just made him hurt.

However, Wang Chongyang sighed secretly. He was attacked first. At the beginning, the main point of the vest was restrained. The opponent's internal force suddenly penetrated into the body, causing his innate skills and the power of the Yangzhi to be more or less compromised. , Just before poking the opponent's lower abdomen, he ran into an extremely soft invisible wall, and part of his internal force instantly seemed to enter the sea like a clay cow. It's also fortunate that Yiyang Zhi specializes in breaking the true qi of the inner family, otherwise he may not be able to really hit the opponent with his state at the time.

It's just that after breaking through the Qi wall, his finger strength is at the end of his force. Although it hurts the opponent, it is not a fatal injury. With the opponent's martial arts, he can recover after a period of training.

His own situation is going to be much worse. The meridians in his body have been destroyed in a mess. Although he will not die immediately, he will only have a few months of life at most if he wants to.

"The Yi Jin Jing really deserves to be a legendary skill that has been well-known for thousands of years. Who is the Shaolin monk?" The drunkard monk not far away finally relieved his breath, and said hoarsely. Although he looked at it for a long time, he had just seen the masked man. It took only a few breaths for a sneak attack until now. After a short fight just now, he can naturally judge what martial arts hurt him.

Others in the court only noticed the situation of the brewing monk at this time. Originally, after practicing the Nine Suns Divine Art, the whole person was radiant. At this time, his cheeks seemed to be shriveled a lot, and the whole person was even more like an ordinary and thin person who was about to fall when the wind blew. Old man.

The masked man's face showed a different color, and the urn said with an awe-inspiring voice: "The master's nine-sun magical skill is indeed well-deserved. Just now I was able to sacrifice my essence and blood to save my vitality when I was on the scene of the electric light and stone fire. ."

The Jiuyang monk sighed, “I’m still alive today.” He has the Nine Suns Magic Body Protector on weekdays, and the normal injury Nine Suns’ True Qi will automatically recover after a few weeks of operation, even if it’s severely injured. , The recovery is also extremely fast. But just now, the attack from the opponent directly exceeded the scope of Nine Suns' True Qi recovery, so he had to use a secret technique to save his life.

It's just that the reason why the secret technique is called the secret technique is obviously very costly. Now his cultivation base has fallen, and even if he leaves safely, he may not be able to return to the realm of the great master for the rest of his life.

"No, his internal strength just now..." Huang Chang, who was lying on the ground on the other side, said weakly. Although his vitality in his body was extinct, he was the foundation of the great master after all, and he wouldn't be killed immediately.

"Master!" The woman in the yellow shirt exclaimed, and hurriedly ran to his side to help him up, feeling that his body was cold, and the pulse seemed to be thin, and she couldn't help but feel sad.

Huang Chang ignored her, looked straight at the masked man, and continued: "His seems to be the way of the Xiaoyao school."

Wang Chongyang, who was sitting cross-breathing on the other side, nodded, and agreed: "Yes, his body-protecting zhenqi just now seems to be the magic of the North Ming.

"Being both the Shaolin Temple and the Xiaoyao faction, are you..." The wine fighting monk suddenly thought of one person.

The person took off the black scarf on his head and sighed quietly: "The reason for hiding his identity is just because I don't want to involve other related people. I didn't expect to be recognized by you."

Everyone noticed his bright bald head and white beard all over his face. It was no wonder that he had to wrap up his hair when he masked his face. It turned out to be a concealment of his identity as a monk.

The woman in the yellow shirt had already recognized the identity of the other party at this time, and she couldn't help being shocked and angry: "It turns out that the monk is you!

"Amitabha Buddha." The sweeping monk folded his hands together, but his face was extremely pale. In a flash, he severely injured the three great masters. Although it was a sneak attack, it was not easy to hurt the great master. The three strikes almost exhausted all his skills.

Of course, the Grand Master is the Grand Master after all, and there is a gap-like gap with the average master. Even if he is in the weakest state now, even if other people in the field want to take advantage of the fire, they are definitely not their opponents.

The woman in the yellow shirt scolded angrily: "I used to think you were a master monk, but I didn't expect that you were just a despicable villain who attacked secretly."

"The female benefactor taught it right." The sweeping monk did not excuse, and his eyes were full of guilt when looking at the drinking monk and others.

King Yi laughed and said with a smile: "What do you know? This is not a battle between the rivers and lakes. The master is hated by the country and the family. This time is the only chance. He must hit a hit and he will naturally ignore the others."

"The hatred of the country and the family?" Zhao Gou couldn't help but itch with hatred. Originally, he was holding the victory this time. Seeing that he wanted to wipe out King Yi's party, suddenly a sweeping monk appeared and the situation was suddenly reversed. The key was the two he relied on the most. All the great masters were seriously injured, and their lives may not be saved. Naturally, they can't continue to contribute. How can you not ask clearly, "Which of the impoverished royal family are you hundreds of years ago?"

Because of Murong Bo's ridiculous motives, Zhao Gou originally just asked casually, but he didn't expect to stir the emotions of the sweeping monk.

"Originally I didn't want to say anything, but if I didn't explain anything, it would have failed my father's centuries of hard work, and I couldn't let the ancestors and ancestors smile at Jiuquan," The sweeping monk's originally peaceful eyes suddenly ignited a little. The light of hatred, "Chen Qiao mutiny, yellow robe added, do you remember how your surname Zhao came to the throne?"

Zhao Gou's expression changed: "Are you from the Chai family?"

The sweeping monk looked to the north, his eyes full of nostalgia: "Emperor Ruiwu Xiaowen died young, because the first three sons were killed by Liu Chengyou, the emperor of the Han Dynasty, and he could only be succeeded by the young fourth son. Zhao Kuangyin bullied their orphans and widows and came in a yellow robe to add to him, usurping the great Zhou dynasty."

Suddenly, Huang Chang's heart moved: "Are you a descendant of Ji Wang Chai Xijin?" He has been secretly tracing the whereabouts of Zhou's clan in the past these years. After Chai Zongxun's Zen throne was named King Zheng, this line has been under the supervision of the court. Cao Wang Chaixi disappeared on the day of the coup d’état and left the people. The whereabouts of them were also found a few years ago. After Guo Sheng joined Shuibo Liangshan and failed to fight against the Song Dynasty, he stayed in Niujia Village and restored the old Zhou Taizu Guo Wei’s. The Guo surname, Guo Jing is the only survivor of this line; the only ones left are Ji Wang Chai Xijin, who was adopted by Pan Mei, and Qi Wang Chai Xiqi, who was adopted by Lu Yan. In sight.