Feng held his second sister, watching the beauty before waking up, her face was smudged with sweat, and many minor injuries on her body were properly bandaged by Jing Muya. At this time, she was lying in Tang Meng in her arms. He looked like an ignorant older child, with frowning brows and trembling eyelashes. A pretty face became pale because of excessive blood loss, and the temperature on the grassland was already low. Feng put his coat on Tang Mengli, and he could still feel the girl in his arms trembling constantly.
The Mo Wuhen over there is not too much, Tang Jiyun is naturally free and easy, and he does not stick to the small. In front of everyone, he draws out his right arm, attaching a scented shoulder to show it, letting Mo Wuhen hemostatic suture, massage and bone. Mo Wuhen ignited a faint fragrance to help Tang Jiyun calm down. When he was finished, he looked up, and Jing Muyan just took Tang Mengli into Feng's arms, and the two were tied again. Jing Muyan is good at preparing all kinds of antidote, refining all kinds of pills and powder, and the golden needle secret technique of reviving the dead. But Mo Wuhen’s osteosynthesis technique is unparalleled in the world. The massage technique implies Heaven’s Dao, which can heal the patient’s extremely severe internal injuries within a few breaths, and make a person who has been beaten rejuvenated in an instant. His incense Dao is also good. Using incense to enter the path of medicine is surprisingly winning.
All the people around Dai Junchou who can be dispatched are dispatched, and there is still Liangzi who can fight right now. At this time, if Mr. Liang comes with another surprise soldier, who will be sent to stop it? Is it the old bone Jing Muyan? Or is it the last defensive barrier Ryoko? Or is it Zhang Shu on this battlefield radar? If so, I'm afraid Feng will really become a polished commander. It's a pity that Mr. Liang doesn't have any extra pieces in his hand, and he can't make up such a new force. Except for the scheming to talk without practice, Mo Wuhen, who is alive, and the cold beauty beside him, Qin Hu is the only one left in his hand. And Qin Hu, like Liangzi, is Mr. Liang's last line of defense.
That being the case, a quick fight is the kingly way! Almost at the same time, Mr. Liang and Dai Junchoi gave orders for a quick fight! Whoever gets the initiative first, who can get the final victory!
Doumuqi and Weidong ran away almost at the same time, and Weidong's Muay Thai, which had been practicing for many years, exploded with astonishing destructive power at this time. Dou Mu Hao couldn't deal with it, and Wei Dong's fist wind swept across the right shoulder. Even though Dou Muqi possesses a diamond body that is not bad, he feels faintly painful when he hits this punch. He hurriedly ran his true energy to break the blocked bloodline. If he were to be someone else, this punch would be enough to urge his muscles and break his bones, and he would die!
Muay Thai is known for its fierceness and fierceness. It is also known as "eight-arm boxing". Attacking the enemy through fists, elbows, knees and feet is extremely powerful. Muay Thai practitioners are particularly strong in fighting and fighting. It is a fighting technique that combines both offense and defense. There have always been three types of martial arts training. Muay Thai is horizontal training. It relies on continuous strengthening and shaping of the body's strength to obtain huge explosive power.
As a Vajraman, Dou Muqi has a Buddhist image in every gesture. Not anger or prestige, domineering, let people not fight and self-defeated. The Thirty-two Vajrasana spread out, as if the Buddha had come, Bodhidharma was alive, with one punch and one palm containing the supreme power of Buddhism, and he murmured in his mouth, but chanted a "Diamond Sutra".
Dou Muqi relied on the appearance of Shen Guang to gain the momentum, relied on the upper body like a lion to resist the close offensive of Muay Thai, and relied on the light to judge the situation. There was a clanging sound when the fists and feet intersected, and the air seemed to be driven by the body and fist of the two, and a small whirlwind quietly formed under the feet of the two. There was a faint sound between the two people stretching their fists and feet, and they were thunderous, and they didn't give in to each other's momentum.
Although Muay Thai does not lose its momentum with the Zen Vajra method, the fierce way is still superior in the outbreak, but it is a pity that Dou Mu Hao has played well and does not give himself a chance to kill with one blow. For hundreds of rounds In the fight, I only hit the opponent a few punches in total, and they were all just squeezing the edges, which couldn't solve the big problem. However, I kept hitting punches one after another. Although it was not a major problem, this Buddhism mentality seemed to interact with my own Muay Thai. If this goes on, I will inevitably lose my strength. Although I don’t understand the Kongfu skills very well, it’s stamina. Absolutely better than myself!
Wei Dong saw that the situation was gradually becoming unfavorable to him, and wanted to fight desperately, secretly condense his true energy in his right palm, but it was a pity that Dou Mu Hao's body was able to detect the circulation of aura, and immediately knew Wei Dong's intentions. Recruiting, Weidong couldn't do his work, so he could only parry in a frantic manner.
"Duh!" The thunder was thundered between Doumu's teeth, and Wei Dong was stunned for a while. At this moment, his fingers and nets were completed, and he really lived up to the title of "Above the poor blue and the next yellow spring". The angry King Kong gave birth to a thousand hands and a thousand eyes, which made Wei Dong overwhelmed. He wielded a pair of iron fists endlessly, but it was a pity that all he encountered was phantoms.
Wei Dong's heart couldn't help but get confused, and when his heart was upset, a flaw appeared in his body skills. Dou Mu Hao waited for this moment, with a "bang!", Dou Mu Hao's seventeen palms hit Wei Dong's chest one after another like a gust of wind, and the speed of these seventeen palms was extremely fast. A palm resembles a palm. Layers of palm strength pass through Weidong’s thick pectoral muscles to defend itself, like a slow-fire roasted ice, which penetrates the skin finely, penetrates the muscles, penetrates the bones, and finally reaches the internal organs, mixing the meridians into A group. Seventeen explosions were heard by others. Between the electric light and flint, the two stood still ten feet apart. Wei Dong seemed to have been in a hold-down technique. He just stood there with no expression on his face, and he vomited a mouthful of blood. The person slowly withered, his face looked like pale gold, his fists were clenched and opened again, and he was finally gone. Strength.
"You got me 17 palms. It's impossible to practice martial arts anymore. Let go of your hatred and be a normal person. It's okay to be an ordinary person." Dou Muqi put his hands together, he didn't want to hurt people, but Persevering in this life-and-death situation. Even so, he just abolished the opponent's martial arts. It is a pity that a martial artist who has no martial arts is more sad than killing him.
Wei Dong slowly bowed, "Thank you, Master, for being merciful." Turning his head and bowing deeply to Mr. Liang, "Mr. Great kindness, please allow me to report again in the next life." There was a decisive look in his eyes after he said that, and he even ignored the injury. In the body, strong luck and vitality, he forcibly lifted the broken mess of the pulsed seven-seven-eights, his life cultivation base, condensed in the palm of his hand, faintly qualitative.
"Doomu Hao be careful! He is going to work hard!" Ryoko saw that something was wrong, and hurriedly reminded him. However, after all, Wei Dong's speed was faster, and that palm fell as fast as lightning, mixed with divine might. Seeing that it was inevitable, Dou Mu Hao couldn't help closing his eyes.