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At the same time, he was also worried that his strength was not strong enough, so he trained his body horizontally in a unique way, and his ability to resist blows was also very strong.

No wonder, later on, under Zhou Botong's pursuit, this guy was able to escape from Jiangnan to the desert, fighting and fleeing all the time.

Not only does it have long strength, but it is also very durable. Under normal circumstances, it cannot be beaten to death.

This is a top player who has no shortcomings and is balanced in all aspects, but it is so difficult to deal with.

If it wasn't for him lacking a powerful and unique unique move that can determine life and death with one blow, calling him the best in the world would not be considered a compliment.

Because, the other five worlds have their own unique skills.

For example, Huang Yaoshi's supernatural powers like a sniper rifle;

Duan Huangye is like a laser gun with a yang finger force;

And Ouyang Feng became more fierce, the toad's power was released, the whole body's internal energy was concentrated in one blow, the strength of the whole body was multiplied several times, and life and death were determined with one palm.

The old caller Hua Hong Qigong has a set of Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms, which become stronger when encountering strong ones, fierce and heroic.

If it is really used to the extreme, it can achieve an [-]% increase in skill.

The unity of the inside and the outside, can be used from far and near, it is really a unique skill in fighting.

In comparison, Qiu Qianren's iron palm may not be the same in terms of subtlety and subtlety.

On the final level, it is much worse.

He didn't dare to participate in the Huashan Discussion of Swords and compete for the Nine Yin Scriptures.

It was also because, in the face of these people's unique moves, he simply had no way to deal with them.

Therefore, being hit by Yang Lin's unparalleled attack speed, the annoyance in his heart could not be increased.

Before he can breathe evenly and forcibly mobilize the internal energy of his whole body, his body turns purple-gray.

The left palm became more frosty and frosty, and layers of ice mist rose up. Just looking at it made people's eyes cold, and a chill went straight into their hearts.

But his right palm was as black and red as fire, twisted by heavy air waves, so scorched that the air melted into ripples.

"The old man has practiced this palm with both yin and yang, and he thinks he can compete with that old Taoist priest Wang Chongyang for the first place in the world, and when the second Huashan Sword Discussion is held, he will be able to catch them by surprise.

The old Taoist died early, and he could no longer receive his invincible invincible skills, so this move has never come in handy.

But I didn't expect that today, it would be used on his disciples and grandchildren, which is really a trick of luck. "

With a movement of Qiu Qianren's body, he was like a crane soaring into the sky, with his sleeves fluttering, his face was ferocious and ferocious, as if the king had come to the world, he rushed towards the sky.

At this moment, he is not a masked man in black who hides his head and shows his tail, but a martial arts giant who broke Hengshan with one palm and crushed Sanxiang with the other.

The Yin and Yang of the two palms rolled and formed a huge yin and yang grinding disc with a faint energy, which was slapped down with a bang.

The air was like jelly, and the surrounding wind was blowing inward, and Yang Lin was frozen in place, unable to move.

This palm hadn't come down completely, the powerful energy impacted violently, Qiu Qianren's face and arms had already exploded with countless small fountains of blood.

But he didn't hurt others, he hurt himself first.

Even with his iron body, which he had trained so hard for decades, he couldn't hold it anymore.

Sure enough, it is worthy of "yin and yang return to the same palm".

"Guanying, be careful..."

There were several violent roars from a distance, and the whirring of a strong wind.

This is the arrival of the Quanzhen sect.

"Big man, you can't take it hard."

Huang Rong's clear cry like a yellow oriole, with a slight tremolo, also followed.

She must have recognized who this burly figure in black and masked was.

Huang Yaoshi commented on the people in the world, he should have said it before.

Yang Lin shook his head.

There was no answer, and no retreat.

At this moment, his eyes were as pale as ice and snow.

After ten years of sharpening a sword, the frost blade has never been wiped...

"I have a sword, please taste it."

All kinds of experiences and artistic conceptions of Quanzhen swordsmanship flowed down my heart one by one, and plum blossoms rose suddenly from the unyielding severe cold...

The internal power of the Great Zhoutian circulated suddenly and rapidly, and the airflow of all the veins and orifices around the body oscillated.

A wolf smoke of energy rose from above his head, and went straight to the top of the door three feet.

Qi and Jing are combined, strength and intention are combined.

He pinched his fingers into a sword, and with all his heart and mind, he raised his sword from the side of his body and slashed across the air obliquely.

jerk...

A piercing voice resounded in everyone's hearts.

At the tip of his finger sword, a white hazy air sword emerged, which seemed to be empty and real, and turned into ice in the wind.

There is a deep coldness in the crystal, and there are countless frost flowers, fluttering and whirling around the body.

"Plum Blossom of the Five Elements, Frost Slash!"

Yang Lin slashed out with a sword, and his eyes seemed to lose human emotion.

Indifferent and lofty, looking down on the world like a god...

Obviously he was standing at a low place, while Qiu Qianren was at a high place, but there was a strange feeling of being upside down, with strength and weakness reversed.

When the black and white palm prints pressed Yang Lin's eyebrows against the door, the sword light shot up into the sky, and it was so bright that it could be seen clearly from three miles away.

boo...

A small tremor rang in my ears.

The black and white palm prints, like the blazing sun melting snow, disappeared without a sound.

The two palms of ice and yang were slashed by the transparent ice sword, and they exploded like a balloon.

The rest of the energy hit, only blowing Yang Lin's hair.

Half of his collar was scorched.

However, Qiu Qianren, who fell suddenly, let out a wild roar, and a long bloody gash burst from his face to his chest and abdomen.

With a cry of pain, he stretched his body against the wind, turning the impossible into the possible.

Like a bird being pulled by a thread, it flipped upside down, took several steps in the air, cut through more than twenty feet, and stepped on the city wall.

After a few ups and downs, he rushed into the river outside the city, but disappeared after entering the water.

Facing the blood sprayed by Qiu Qianren, Yang Lin let out a muffled snort, resisting the blood spurted by the forceful impact, and followed like a wild goose across the sky, skimming over the city wall and chasing straight to the river.

It was discovered that Qiu Qianren's figure was gone, and even Wanyan Honglie's figure was also gone.

"There are marks in the water, no matter how good your lightness kung fu is, it's impossible for me to even chase after him.

Since you were injured, as long as you are not given a chance to heal, where can you escape? "

Standing by the river, Yang Lin saw the mighty waves in his eyes, and there was a trace of coldness in the corner of his mouth.

Suddenly, among the swaying trees by the river, there was a flash of light, and he felt deep in his head, as if he had been hit by a sledgehammer.

Hehe sneered in his ears.

And the strange sound of chanting mantras.

"Psychic attack."

There is actually a spiritual master ambushing him.

The voice was indeterminate, weird and unspeakable, and it was very similar to the accent that people from the Kingdom of Jin often had when they spoke.

Yang Lin understood as soon as he heard it.

He had heard from the Seven Masters of Quanzhen that over the years, it wasn't that no one had gone to the palace of the Kingdom of Jin to assassinate the king.

However, no one has succeeded.

I heard that there is Bakshi, a shaman, accompanying him for protection, and Batulu, a seven-leaf and five-leaf totem, is personally protecting him.

It's just that these people often appear on the battlefield, or in the depths of the inner palace, and will not come out to walk the rivers and lakes. Most people don't know it.

Wanyan Honglie was attacked, fled outside the city, and immediately disappeared. At this time, someone attacked him with magical and strange spiritual tricks, and they must be those shamans.

"Fortunately, the lord is still praising the warriors of the Central Plains. It turned out to be nothing more than that. If I knew it, I could just send two Qiye Batulu to kill that person. Why would the lord come out to attack?"

Looking at Yang Lin who seemed to be frozen in place, an old man with orange peel all over his face, a tall hat, and a seven-color shirt came out, his eyes were full of coldness.

Stretch out your fingers, and spiders, poisonous snakes, and scorpions crawl over.

"is it?"

Yang Lin's eyes flashed, "You alone?"

"Then go to hell!"

With a movement of his body, he melted into his body like a raging fire, and punched the old man's face as fast as lightning.

bang...

It exploded into bloody water.

The bugs that were crawling all over the ground screamed, screamed, rolled their bellies, and died.

Chapter 195

"Come out."

Yang Lin punched the chicken-skinned old man's head, and threw the blood off his hands in disgust, and turned his head to look behind the tree.

A person turned out from behind the willow tree, looking thin and long.

As soon as he came out, his figure swelled up like inflated air, his shoulders became broad, his waist was like a bucket.

The upper body is wearing two short yellow skirts, revealing a large area of ​​painted skin, with a rough appearance and stacked horizontal flesh.

"You were not controlled by Sandu Lie's spirit, but you punched him to death.

Well, good death, that guy looked down on our totem Batulu all day, he was really depressed. "

This guy doesn't seem to be very smart.

As soon as he came out, he chattered endlessly, and when he caught Yang Lin, an enemy, he also vomited bitterness.

"Since the accident that year, these priests have started to tremble. They don't pay attention to us Baturu at all, but the king also trusts them. Do you think it's strange?"

"I don't know if it's strange, but I know that even if you use all the totem power on your body, you will still inevitably die."

Yang Linxin's eye technique activated, and everything around him seemed to be reflected in a mirror.

Including the previous priest Sandu Lie, as well as those poisonous snakes, scorpions, centipedes and other insects.

Of course, it also included this Batulu who somehow hid behind a tree and was about to strike with a thunderbolt.

However, even if he sensed it before, he never thought that the opponent would use such a strange method of mental attack.

I can't hide even if I want to.

Fortunately, he has practiced the martial arts to the peak of energy transformation, his internal energy has reached the perfection of the Great Zhou, his energy is abundant, and his spirit is self-prosperous.

Whether it is willpower or spiritual power, they are all nourished to be extremely strong.

The other party's attack by the sacrificial old man was very rough and a shock wave. It only made Yang Lin dizzy for a tenth of a second, which was not enough to restrict his actions.

After reacting, in order to stop the other party, there was some strange method, and his subordinates mercilessly punched his head.

And this seemingly brainless Batulu was rambling there, of course he didn't really want to say something secret, or shake hands to make peace.

This guy doesn't look very rude, but he is very scheming.

The dense blood-colored totems on his body can strangely absorb a faint faint energy from the air.

And, guide and gather, gather fists.