This palm was two points deeper than the palm that had injured Jin Wangsun just now. Thick and turbulent at the same time. Before the palm arrived, Jin Wangsun already felt the muscles in his chest sag slightly under the pressure of the palm wind.
Jin Wangsun didn't expect these two palms to come so fast and so strong, and the sword move he used just now didn't work. Once again, he sealed the knife back to defend, and Hong Jiuyi pressed his palm on it, and beat him back five steps again. Hong Jiu couldn't allow him to breathe, he held his palm up again, like the wind and thunder, and beat Jin Wangsun's huge body to retreat.
Not far away, Ahu and Longbai were fighting in one place. Ahu's martial arts are very high, and he was not defeated by one enemy and two. It's just that he was originally just a servant, and the key point depends on the master's side. Long Zaitian and the others didn't know this, so they kept it up.
At first, he was very worried, but unexpectedly, Hong Jiu had eighteen palms for subduing dragons as a treasure, and the shocked Long Zaitian nodded again and again: "It's incredible, this golden-armored guard can even possess eighteen palms for subduing dragons. It is said that my martial arts talents are withering, and the peerless masters have become pawns. I didn't believe it at first. This is a confirmation. Fortunately, I eat official rice, an iron rice bowl. Otherwise, if I learn the eighteen palms of subduing the dragon, I will still be To be a bodyguard, it's strange if you don't get depressed."
But Su Xiao's side is completely different.
Hong Jiu's shot beat Jin Wangsun almost without the ability to fight back. Su Xiao nodded again and again in amazement, and said excitedly: "Brother Hong is amazing! The palm technique he used... Is it the eighteen palms that people used to say about subduing dragons?"
Mingsu asked Yanxiaoyanyan, and said with a smile: "That's right. This set of palms is one of the three fists and five palms, Dragon Subduing Eighteen."
Xiao Su Xiao saw that this set of palm techniques was used, and Jin Wangsun, who was completely unable to compete just now, was defeated, and his small heart was full of admiration for this palm technique. But after watching it for a while, it was full of confusion.
Hong Jiu's tactics are very open and close, and there is almost no one that is not head-to-head. This style of play is completely different from the martial arts that Su Xiao has learned in his life. Suddenly couldn't understand.
"Sister stunning, you are so talented, do you know why this palm technique is so powerful? I see his tricks..."
Ming Su Wen looked at Su Xiao's innocent appearance and felt cute, and said happily, "Do you think the tricks are so simple that you can even know them yourself?"
Su Xiao touched his head, and two red clouds rose on his handsome face: "I think I'm better."
"Haha, you child." The stunning girl covered her mouth, but she fell to the ground with laughter, "Don't look at how simple this palm technique is, there are many esoteric places."
Su Xiao couldn't hide the admiration in his eyes: "Sister stunning, can you also subdue the dragon with eighteen palms?"
"How is that possible? This is a peerless martial art that the beggar gang does not teach outsiders. There are probably less than three people in the world, so how can I learn it."
The stunning girl shook her head and said with a wry smile: "Also, this is the first time I've seen this palm technique in actual combat. In the past, I just watched Xiao Shiba practice it. Sure enough, the palm strength is fierce, fierce and unstoppable, and it really lives up to its reputation. In the past, only No... Only one person has explained the beauty of this palm technique to me. He said it, and I understand."
Su Xiao didn't speak, just stared blankly at the two fighting in the distance, as if he wanted to stuff all their moves into their little heads.
Ming Suwen also watched the battle between the two of them outside the arena, and he was fascinated, as if he had returned to Daluo Mountain. When Ming Feizhen was laughing with her about the law of the world.
Ming Suwen practiced martial arts in the body of a woman, but she didn't like the empty palms of her own door, but the mirror flowers and water moon of the Yuntian Palace in the demon realm.
The two of them discussed while watching Hong Jiu practice.
At that time, Ming Feizhen pointed at Hong Jiu and said.
"Look at this palm technique, it opens and closes, and it goes straight to the side. It's so bright and upright, it seems that there are no sinister and vicious words in the world. In martial arts, it is backward, slashing, yin and yang changes, advancing and retreating, and these kinds of battles. The basics seem to be ignored by it, which can be said to be unbelievably naive. In the world, is there any more stupid martial arts than this
But since this palm method has been established, there are not many people in the world who are qualified to face it. Auntie, do you know why this is
Because the Dao is complicated and simple, this palm method is the dumbest and most difficult, but it is the most advanced way. If your palm technique can destroy the enemy with one palm, you will have him dodge the defense as soon as you throw the palm of your hand, and his offensive will naturally disintegrate. As soon as the scorching sun comes out, the sun shines brightly, no matter how bad you are, there is nothing to hide.
The Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms can be called a thousand victories and undefeated, and the difficulty lies in the four characters of "bright and upright". If you are a little clever, you can learn more martial arts, and you can talk about the number one in the world. "
"Looking at it now, he's really right."
Ming Suwen stared blankly at the two of them and couldn't help but admire.
Su Xiao didn't know what Mingsu asked and sighed, but just wondered: "Huh? Stunning sister?"
"Speaking of which, Xiao Shiba is not without reason. Do you know? Daluokong's master skills, even I can't learn 30%, but he is the only one of Daluoshan's disciples who is closest to completeness. A person who has been trained. Regardless of his poor appearance, in terms of martial arts talent, among the disciples, he is the most outstanding. In addition to his superb skills of subduing dragons and eighteen palms, he is almost the third in Daluo Mountain. The strongest disciple of the generation."
Su Xiao stared blankly at Hong Jiu and asked, "Then why isn't he the strongest?"
"Because someone is better than him." Ming Su asked indifferently: "He knew at the age of ten that he would not be that person's opponent for the rest of his life. So he resolutely gave up and only served as his arm. My nephew, Sun Wuxue, is very talented and unlucky. Zu Ninth, I don't admire this. The only thing is that he can afford to let go, and he has a neat temperament, but he looks like a man."
chapter 77
Over there, Jin Wangsun was beaten and retreated, and the situation in his body began to undergo earth-shaking changes. Although he was not in a good condition before, but by venting in the battle, he can also relieve the excessively surging True Qi. At this moment, he was beaten by Hong Jiu and couldn't make a move. The true qi in the body is blocked again and again, and it is completely unable to vent. At the end of the fight, he almost made a knife, and completely lost his ability to deal with it. The result was only worse. Hong Jiu slapped him three times and spit out a few mouthfuls of blood. The inner body is actually moving faster and faster, but it is just hoarding in the body, and there is no chance of overflowing to lighten the burden.
The nerves that were not sober in the first place became more chaotic than before because of the overflowing infuriating energy and the pain of being beaten.
The mysterious sequelae of the Golden Crow War Ghost are deepening step by step, and are corroding the body of the Golden King Sun. His headache was about to explode, making him unable to think about anything. Hong Jiu in front of him was like a dragon, and he was hitting with a palm, and he could no longer perform any martial arts that could fight against it. The only thing that can be done is to scream wildly, and then dance the knife into a ball of golden balls. With the help of the flattened blade, Hong Jiu is temporarily inaccessible. Even the figure in front of him was blurred, and it gradually became only one color.
But his sanity was even more disintegrated, and the result of the sharp dance of the knife, which accelerated the blood flow, put his whole body in a state of excitement but chaos. As a result, his headaches got worse.
Sudden.
- Traitor, I'm going to kill you.
It came out of nowhere, as if it had come from the brain into the ear. Although such a description is absurd, it is the only way to describe what Jin Wangsun felt.
That shrill voice, like a sharp knife, pierced straight into the aching brain. The brain was throbbing as if it was about to split, and Jin Wangsun took a deep breath, only to feel the blood in front of him, as if the heaven and the earth were made of blood. His killing intent was boiling, but he couldn't find a way to vent.
He only vaguely felt that he was beaten on the body again, but he had no time to care.
The voice in his head not only detonated the headache, but also caused his spiritual fear.
"Don't be noisy!"
- Traitor, you hurt me so badly, you have to die!
That picture squeezed into his mind again and presented it directly in front of him. It was as clear as if it happened right in front of my eyes.
When I was a child, my favorite female hero sister, she fell in a pool of blood, and there were two lines of shocking tears in her beautiful eyes. The body, which gradually lost blood and body temperature, was as empty as her face, which was scary. But her voice, the voice that remained in her mind, was so full of resentment and hatred.
—Traitor... A traitor named Jin! !
why why why why why! Heroine sister! not me! I do not have! It's not me, I don't have it, I didn't hurt you! Not me not me!
Countless escapes and countless answers only made this picture and that mournful curse more vivid in my mind.
The distant memory seemed to be locked in a rusted iron box, but at this moment, the mad qi in the body was forced out.
Fragments of pictures, facts that have long been forgotten, why the female hero sister died in those days, bit by bit, all revealed.
It turned out to be like this, of course what happened, it is like this!
Only then did he know why he wanted to forget.
Because at that time the most unacceptable thing in his life - he killed the person he most admired.
The mania and confusion had already made his body out of control, and now the fatal headache and mental trauma suddenly hit.
Jin Wangsun only felt that he was going crazy!
"Ah ah ah"
Jin Wangsun's internal strength at this moment was extremely strong, and this roar almost shook the atmosphere.
"Don't make a noise, don't make a noise, don't make a noise, don't make a noise! Shut me up!!"
Ming Su Wen was extremely clever, and saw from the side that King Jin was sullen, which was a harbinger of an outbreak, and hurriedly shouted: "Little Shiba! Get out! You can't stop it now!"