Comprehensive martial arts: At the beginning of Juxian Village, the crowd will become stronger

Chapter 165 Understatement, hit a strong enemy hard

"not good!"

Mrs. Zhao and Mrs. Sheng Yin were shocked at the same time.

Tong Baixiong and Shangguan Yun have been famous for a long time, even in the concentration state, they are the stronger ones.

Now Shengtong uses the secret technique to transform, and it seems that his own strength is comparable to the state of concentration.

The three of them joined forces, soared into the air in unison, forming a trident-like formation in mid-air, and attacked Yang Ming.

It is equivalent to Yang Ming being attacked by three concentrating powerhouses at the same time!

This is terrifying!

Mrs. Zhao and Mrs. Sheng Yin wanted to stop it, but there was nothing they could do.

They fell behind, and even if the two of them joined forces, they couldn't stop each other.

Considering that Yang Ming's progress is too fast, it is indeed a foundation and consolidation.

Moreover, it was not long ago that the meeting broke through to the concentration state by chance, and the time is still short.

So both of them are not optimistic about Yang Ming.

But Yang Ming, who was standing above, was not panicking at all.

Looking down, three enemies came hand in hand, rolling up the monstrous offensive, Yang Ming's mouth curled up into a sneer.

"Come on, let me experience the power of the elders of the Demon Sect!"

Thinking about it, Yang Ming took a deep breath.

During the upward rush, Tong Baixiong's figure bulged up miraculously, as if he had instantly transformed into a God of War.

And Shangguan Yun released a large white mist in an instant, like a white cloud falling down, and his figure was hidden in it.

Shengtong even outputted his true energy to the extreme, and the circular area around his body became very solid, almost in a spherical protective cover.

Everything is as usual outside, but snowflakes are fluttering inside the spherical area.

"Xuefeng Divine Palm!"

Four words spit out from Shengtong's mouth.

After hearing this, Mrs. Zhao couldn't help constricting his pupils slightly.

Many people may not have heard of Xuefeng God's Palm, but Mrs. Zhao knows that this is the best skill among the ten elders of the previous generation of Demon Sect, Xuefeng God Demon Yu Bin's unique skill!
But logically speaking, Yu Bin has been dead for decades, and his secret knowledge should have been lost long ago, how could...

Mrs. Zhao raised his head and looked at the holy boy who was wrapped in dancing snowflakes. For a moment, he seemed to have really seen the demeanor of the legendary Snow Palm God and Demon.

The offensive has not yet arrived, and the surrounding trees that have been oppressed by the powerful momentum make the sound of caracalla snapping.

A large number of trees fell down one after another, unable to bear it.

And Yang Ming didn't dodge or evade, clearly wanting to rely on his own strength to forcibly attack the opponent next time.

And Yang Ming released a wave of true energy, which began to spread down the treetops, and touched the ground in a blink of an eye.

With the blessing of Yang Ming's true energy, the trees under his feet are still as firm as before, no matter how the opponent's momentum impacts, they just remain motionless.

All the surrounding trees had been broken, but the place where Yang Ming was standing stood out.

"This kid, how can he have such deep inner strength?"

This scene, in the eyes of the opponent, is full of amazement.

Logically speaking, even if Yang Ming breaks through into the state of concentration, but because the time is still young, the accumulation and background should not be too deep, and it is impossible to have an advantage against them.

But now, with one against three, Yang Ming is not at a disadvantage in terms of momentum.

I really don't know how this kid cultivated!
Shengtong was also amazed in his heart, but he became more determined to kill him by all means.

Shengtong already hated Yang Ming to the extreme.

I can't win one-on-one, and I still need the help of two elders to fight more and less, which in itself is a shame to the proud holy boy.

So Yang Ming couldn't survive!
"cut!"

Seeing the three people getting closer, Yang Ming's lowered eyelids suddenly opened, and two rays of light shot out.

As he fought Chunlei with his tongue, the knife in his hand buzzed, and then drew an arc in the air.

Different from the previous saber attacks, the long saber in Yang Ming's hand turned out to be very slow this time.

Of course, this is only on the surface. The root cause is that the long knife bears too much force.

It seems slow but fast!

Slashed down with one knife, although Shengtong was very powerful, but just now he was slashed by Yang Ming's three swords, and when he saw the blade fall, he couldn't help but tremble.

Although he didn't want to show weakness rationally, his body still instinctively deviated a little bit, avoiding Yang Ming's attack.

However, Yang Ming's cut wasn't aimed at him at all.

Instead, a circular arc of saber light headed towards Shangguan Yun.

"This kid really lacks experience in fighting the enemy!"

Seeing this scene, Tong Baixiong was overjoyed.

Shangguan Yun's unique skill is the smoke he released.

Now it has diffused, and the surrounding range of more than ten feet is thick fog like clouds.

This dense fog has the effect of isolating spiritual detection and blocking attacks.

Ordinary attacks, hit on it, can't break the defense at all.

Even if he went deep into the clouds, it was difficult to catch Shangguan Yun's figure, and he would just fall into the empty space.

What's more, this cloud has the effect of easing the offensive to a certain extent, and even eroding the spiritual consciousness.

Therefore, as long as Shangguan Yun has no way to win against the enemy, as long as the gap in strength is not too large, Shangguan Yun can still remain invincible.

The knife that Yang Ming saved up with great difficulty turned out to be aimed at Shangguan Yun, he simply picked the wrong target.

With such thoughts in Tong Baixiong's mind, his figure didn't slow down at all, but accelerated at full speed, approaching Yang Ming at an extremely fast speed.

Tong Baixiong is good at close combat, as long as Yang Ming puts his attention and main attack on Shangguan Yun, and then takes the opportunity to get close, this kid has already lost more than half.

With the help of Shengtong, this battle will be won!

In the blink of an eye, Yang Ming's saber light had reached the front of Shangguan Yun's cloud.

Shangguan Yun didn't seem to intend to dodge at all, but deliberately wanted to attract Yang Ming's attack.

It can be seen that he is also very confident in his cloud.

At this moment, Shangguan Yun's real body shrank in a corner of the cloud, confident that the other party would not lock him.

Suddenly, a mutation popped up!
After Yang Ming made a slash, he didn't sit idle, but directly bent his left hand into a claw, and stretched out towards Shangguan Yun's direction.

call!
The dragon claw hand attacked with all its strength. This was the first time Yang Ming used the dragon claw hand without reservation for a long time.

When he came in, his realm improved rapidly, and with the powerful and powerful Qi as the backing, and his whole body was quenched by the dragon element, earth-shaking changes took place.

The power that the Dragon Claw Hand can display is naturally not what it used to be.

Before the light of the knife arrived, the power of the Dragon Claw Hand had already appeared in the air.

Shangguan Yun felt that he was still bothered, and the opponent's attack would not affect him.

However, suddenly, a vigorous force accumulated from around his body.

Shangguan Yun was taken aback for a moment, then his expression changed drastically!

what happened!

He looked from a distance through the clouds and mist, and immediately guessed that Yang Ming should be good at a very magical claw technique, but now, it was too late to react.

Shangguan Yun's fluffy and spreading clouds just now seemed to be squeezed in the blink of an eye, and quickly compressed towards the middle.

It was like a puff of marshmallow that was suddenly pressurized in the bottle and shrunk into a ball.

Shangguan Yun's body, which was hiding in the clouds, also moved uncontrollably towards the middle.

It was like an invisible wall pushing him to move, Shangguan Yun had no way to resist at all!

"what!"

Shangguan Yun broke out in a cold sweat.

The true energy in the body rushed out and hit the invisible wall, but it had no effect, and it didn't move at all!

All this happened in an instant, and even the holy boy didn't have time to react, let alone come to rescue him.

Shangguan Yun's figure had just shifted, and it happened to move to the middle position along with a cloud of mist.

That's where Yang Ming's Dragon Claw's strength comes from.

And the cloud and mist that spread more than ten feet just now has almost been compressed to the size of a person, and its volume has been greatly reduced.

Immediately afterwards, Dao Guang had arrived.

Shangguan Yun's scalp was numb, and he could only gather all the clouds and mists in front of him to block him.

When the knife light arrived, it was blocked by clouds and mist, but a roar came, like the power of landslides, but it could not be completely removed.

Shangguan Yun's own body flew out of the clouds like a kite with a broken string, blood spurting from his mouth and nose.

One blow, just one blow, actually seriously injured a powerful martial artist in the concentration state!
For a moment, the old Mrs. Zhao below were both stunned.

The other demon cult members who were still moving also stopped, watching this scene in disbelief.

In their memories, the elder Shangguan was invincible and never suffered a loss.

The psychological impact of this scene is too strong!
"Elder Shangguan!"

It wasn't until this moment that Shengtong came to his senses, and looked sideways with surprise and anger.

While spurting blood, Shangguan Yun was also depressed.

I thought Yang Ming's saber light couldn't do much damage, but I didn't expect that the kid would use the saber first, and then use his powerful claws to pull himself into the attack range abruptly.

This is a typical archery first and then target drawing!

If I had known that this kid was so perverted, I should have dodged quickly.

But almost the moment Shangguan Yunfei left, Tong Baixiong was already close to Yang Ming.

He stretched out his palm and went directly to grab Yang Ming's shoulder.

The corner of Tong Baixiong's mouth was filled with strong confidence and a successful smile.

This is due to his strong self-confidence. Tong Baixiong believes that there are few people in the world who are stronger than him in close combat at this distance.

Tong Baixiong's arms were even stronger and more swollen than before.

Catch it with one palm, and even crush Yang Ming's shoulders directly, even with body protection and true energy, it's useless!

"Take it!"

Tong Baixiong's eyes lit up, and his palms had already covered Yang Ming's shoulders.

But at the next moment, the palms of his hands suddenly clenched into fists and passed through Yang Ming's body.

This……

What he caught was not Yang Ming, but a phantom of Yang Ming left in place.

"what!"

Tong Baixiong was shocked and angry.

Without even thinking about it, I turned around and punched him hard.

Years of immersion in martial arts, coupled with Tong Baixiong's rich experience in many battles, he didn't need to see where the enemy was at all, and could lock the opponent's position only by relying on his own intuition.

Just as Yang Ming took a step closer, he dodged again.

Tong Baixiong's straight fist once again hit the phantom that Yang Ming left in place.

Tong Baixiong shouted loudly, punching non-stop.

Almost every punch was mixed with the strength to destroy a hill, and the speed of the punches was so fast that it left dense phantoms around him.

But it was amazing, no matter how fast his punches were, no matter how strong his punches were, he could barely brush the edge of Yang Ming's body.

He didn't even touch a single hair of Yang Ming.

From the perspective of Mrs. Zhao below, Yang Ming just stuck to Tong Baixiong's side, not only did not distance himself, but walked on the verge of danger.

But Yang Ming was able to dodge deadly attacks again and again by virtue of his extremely fast and flexible movements.

It's actually thrilling, but it seems to be as easy as taking a walk in the courtyard.

"This, this movement is simply amazing!"

Mrs. Zhao stared straight at him.

He knew before that Yang Ming's lightness kung fu was powerful, but what he showed now far exceeded his imagination and expectations!

Yang Ming used the Ao Lai Swimming Technique to avoid the opponent's attack one after another, and he couldn't help sighing.

The opponent couldn't force him to step on the snow to find plums to open the distance, and he was already invincible with his body skills alone.

"Brat, die for me!"

Tong Baixiong was already impatient, he shouted loudly, and punched again, mixed with all his strength.

But Yang Ming didn't dodge this time, but shot with a palm.

"Kang Long has regrets!"

Subduing Dragon Palm is the most powerful move.

It's just that this time it was played by Yang Ming who was already in the state of concentration.

Both the momentum and Yang Ming's own feelings are completely different.

Yang Ming has enough confidence that his palm strike is already comparable to the power of Qiao Feng and Qiao's leader!
hum!
Tong Baixiong was blessed with true energy, but was blown by Yang Ming's palm so that his hair floated at ninety degrees and stretched backward.

The wind blows!

Tong Baixiong already had it in his heart.

The next moment, the two of them met with fists and palms, and they stopped.

Because the power is too great, the remaining momentum is useless.

Tong Baixiong felt that his fist was not hitting a palm, but a wall.

On one side is an Qi wall composed of very pure and strong true Qi.

Tong Baixiong clenched his teeth, almost using all his strength to feed.

Finally blocked the advance of this wall.

That's right, Tong Baixiong's punch did not seek to kill the opponent, but just wanted to block the opponent's palm!

The air wall in front of him seemed to have a large number of cracks, which gradually spread, and it was about to be smashed by himself.

But Yang Ming gave another palm lightly.

"Kang Long has regrets!"

Another wall of air appeared, stronger and more majestic than the previous one, pressing over with the momentum of Mount Tai.

The two air walls superimposed on each other, unexpectedly exerting the power of one plus one greater than two.

Tong Baixiong couldn't hold back his punches in time, and suddenly pushed his shoulder blades backwards.

There was a squeak.

Tong Baixiong's shoulder actually broke!

On the back, a shoulder blade protruded visible to the naked eye, which was very frightening.

A right arm hangs down feebly.

"How, how is this possible?"

Tong Baixiong first widened his eyes in horror, and then let out a painful scream.

But Yang Ming was not polite, and he regretted another palm of Kanglong.

The three air walls were superimposed, and when Tong Baixiong was injured, he was powerless to resist, and was directly hit by the air wall.

Rumble.

Tong Baixiong's body fell straight down in a straight line, and was crushed by the wall of air until it hit the densely packed trees.

But the tree broke like tofu, continued to fall, and hit the ground directly.

This was not over yet, the ground was squeezed out of a big hole abruptly, forming palm prints several feet deep, and then the rumbling sound gradually dissipated.

Tong Baixiong, life or death is unknown!

In an instant, two masters in the state of concentration were seriously injured, which is an understatement!
(End of this chapter)