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Not only the masters and disciples of the Eight Great Sects, but even Zhu Jia and Cao Jingjing felt the subtlety of the atmosphere in the arena, and kept silent.

At the touch of a hair.

Before the fight started.

Zhou Binglin's will was already weak, he was overwhelmed by Yang Lin, and he knew that he couldn't delay any longer.

If you don't make a move at this time, you don't need to make another move.

Even when he faced Tang Lianxi, who was full of alchemy, he didn't feel such extreme pressure.

It seemed to be out of breath.

"Yuanba swings his hammer..."

Zhou Binglin didn't answer any more, thinking that even if there was a sea in front of him, it would have to be broken with one punch.

With a step on his foot, his figure swayed from side to side, as if he was riding the wildest horse.

It looked like it was going to the left, but in fact it was going to the right. Like a monkey, it rushed to Yang Sen's side.

With a medium figure, as he took a long breath, he immediately became as tall as the sky...

Raise the sky with a fist, and smash it down in the air with a rumble.

Just like when Li Yuanba hammered the 36th Route against the king and wiped out the smoke and dust of the [-]th Route...

With this punch, what everyone saw in their eyes was no longer a punch, but an invincible general, swinging his hammer and leaping his horse, striking out a huge mountain and river.

There is me in the world, and I am invincible.

"it is good."

The people around let out a loud cheer, like thunder shaking the sky.

Zhou Binglin made a move.

The spirit, will, and power are all wonderful...

It fully reveals the essence of Sunmen Taiji, Fuxingyi, Taiji, and Bagua.

At the beginning, Duke Lu Tang relied on the integration of the three schools to achieve the highest level of boxing, and created a unique style of Taijiquan that is most suitable for fighting on the battlefield. There is no opponent in the world, and he is known as the best in the world.

Later, after Duke Lutang passed away, his son Cunzhou also succeeded his father's Yu Lie, and fought all over the world in the same way, without a single defeat in his life.

The great thing about this technique is that it can deal with any situation.

There are not only the cunning of Taijiquan, but also the chicken thief of Baguaquan, and also the inflexibility of Xingyiquan, which is just fierce.

There is strength in softness, extreme rigidity produces softness, and you can change your fisting style at any time.

Forcibly trained himself into a hexagonal warrior.

It is natural to fight against all odds.

He was rushing like a horse before, but he used gossip to make water steps.

The qi movement is weak on the left and solid on the right, changing from yin to yang, which is the change of yin and yang in Tai Chi.

Then swing the hammer down and hit the gate of heaven...

This is a half-step collapse of form and meaning.

They fight with femininity and toughness, and they can advance and retreat freely. It looks like they are desperate, but in fact they are easy to handle, and they are quite like everyone.

Yang Lin could tell the tricks at a glance, and couldn't help but admire this guy's boxing skills.

When he was in the Republic of China, among the three masters, he had only seen Li Xuwen's spear, but he had never seen Li Jinglin's sword, nor had he seen Sun Lutang's fist...

It's a pity that the mountains and rivers are too far away, and the transportation at that time was not very convenient, and I was very sensitive about my identity, so I didn't want to travel thousands of miles to make friends with martial arts.

I was a little regretful at the time...

Seeing Zhou Binglin's Sun-style Tai Chi now, I have a lot of insights in my heart.

I just feel that what I have learned in recent years has been integrated in my heart one by one, and I have a deeper understanding of the fundamentals of boxing.

After all, the world is so big that those who can enjoy a high reputation must have something extraordinary.

Zhou Binglin was so arrogant that he dared to post a life-and-death post, fighting a life-and-death battle for his best friend.

Of course there is his support.

Then, might as well be in the best posture.

Give this little Valkyrie a ride.

It's not in vain that he has the same nickname as himself.

Zhou Binglin's body was strong and strong, and he had already grown to a height of two meters. The veins in his arms burst out, and his fists were clenched into hammers.

Even if it is a big truck, it will be smashed into cakes by his fists, and people can't help but back away from it in their hearts, and come back to see the trick.

However, Yang Lin had no intention of retreating at all.

Even, his figure and gait remained motionless, but a pair of sword eyebrows were slightly slanted, and his eyes narrowed into a line...

With his left hand held in front of his chest, a wave of golden energy circulated around his body. There seemed to be a dragon scurrying in the palm of his hand. He turned his palm to the sky and struck out with a bang.

Miyun does not rain.

Yang Lin's Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms.

At this time, when it is used, it is no longer a simple fusion method of true energy and physical body, but also has three inches of stellar energy integrated.

When fighting, it is natural that the qi gang flows together, and the power is multiplied.

Genuine Qi mobilizes the whole body, and when the Qi arrives, the right palm is densely covered with strength, increasing strength layer by layer.

In the imposing manner that was originally like a vast ocean, it suddenly seemed as if a high mountain protruded from the sea.

There are dark clouds floating above the head, and I can't see where the edge is.

Zhou Binglin punched down, and suddenly felt empty, as if there was nothing, and seemed to be obstructed everywhere.

There are countless dense dark clouds pulling and entwining, making his fists weaken layer by layer...

In the end, the violent cracking force became the end of the crossbow, and Xuxu fell down, and landed on a huge peak that was as firm as iron.

All strength is broken.

"How could he have such a powerful palm, that air current..."

Zhou Binglin's heart trembled, and only then did he realize how ridiculous his previous ambitions were.

No wonder Tang Shuanglong, Tang Lianxi and Tang Suiyun all died at the hands of each other, and they couldn't even escape.

The opponent's moves almost surpassed the change of rigidity and softness.

It is the unity of yin and yang, which has the meaning of eternal life...

Faintly beyond the scope of national art, the power is indescribably great.

With this in mind, he retreated faster than he advanced.

He moved slightly under his feet, turned the horse's head, his body was like a monkey, and he made a slight turn... The force of rushing forward turned into the force of galloping backward, and the fist was about to be withdrawn when it touched.

A real hexagonal fighter, of course, doesn't only know how to punch hard and punch all the way.

If you can't compete with strength, you must fight for speed.

Speed ​​can't be compared, it's better than skill...

Can't beat the skills, immediately set up traps and lay an ambush.

Turning the palm, returning the carbine, and dragging the knife can all be used.

Sun Clan Tai Chi can deal with all kinds of styles of play.

In the past, Zhou Binglin used it with ease every time.

Chapter 292 Tiger Roaring Dragon Roar

As soon as Zhou Binglin retreated, he retreated seven or eight meters. Just as he thought he had made a plan, a strong wind hit his nostrils in front of him, and his eyes seemed to be a little bit closed.

The strength heard from the pores of the body is messy.

It makes people feel unclear.

From all directions, there seemed to be a sharp and powerful force attacking, like a huge millstone, enveloping myself in it, wanting to grind it to pieces.

For a moment, he didn't know where to stand in the way.

The opportunity was lost, the eyeballs were oppressed by the strong wind, and a shadow was vaguely seen.

Without even thinking about it, he grasped the sparrow's tail in a manner that he practiced thousands of times, and he grabbed it out lightly and delicately.

The little finger flicked lightly, trying to force, touch, and rebound, trying to lift Yang Lin away with a palm on his chest.

"It's not that easy."

Yang Lin chuckled lightly.

He used the method of exuding the same flow of energy.

Innate zhenqi, combined with the power of stellar qi, fighting is not as simple as a double powerful attack.

The power of different attributes generated strange chemical changes, and all the moves seemed to be at hand, and they displayed wonderful attack power.

The previous move of "Miyunbuyu" was undoubtedly the most flexible and difficult defensive move, but now he sensed the opponent's weakness and changed according to the situation...

In the first form, "Ride on Six Dragons in Time", step on your feet, and you will arrive in front of Zhou Binglin like lightning.

The palm barely touched the other party's clothes, and found that Zhou Binglin had changed in an impossible way...

Like a Taoist cultivator with fluttering long sleeves, he caresses his peacock feathers very softly, in a peaceful manner.

Let yourself no longer have the heart to hit this palm.

There are ways.

Yang Lin sneered, and the palm technique changed again, from the sudden attack palm technique of Riding Liulong to the tough attack palm technique, a style of "Sudden Dragon with Regret", locked Zhou Binglin's figure and palm strength in place.

Like a tree, it was knocked down by his ax blade.

This is not grinding with a millstone, but logging with a giant axe.

"Crack..."

First of all, it was Zhou Binglin's right arm.

Under this weird and huge palm force shock penetration attack, his right metacarpal phalanx was instantly shattered into a ball of powder.

The strength spread and passed, and then his right arm, the arm bone was broken into seventeen or eight pieces, the muscles were separated, and blood splashed...

The strength still didn't stop, it went straight to the shoulder, and then to the right chest, and it was about to spread to the whole body.

Shocked his whole body into a cloud of blood mist.

As soon as the palm reached his body, Zhou Binglin let out an uncontrollable scream.

Everyone around heard it pale.

This situation has changed too fast.

They are just a blink of an eye, and they are done.

Zhou Binglin was still aggressive and majestic just now, but he didn't expect that he had fallen into a life-and-death situation as soon as he advanced and retreated.

"It's a good palm technique, but it's too fierce, it's better to be forgiving, and forgiving."

The voice was majestic and rough, like the low growl of a tiger, directly shaking the soul.

Before the fist arrives, the sound is heard first.

The people watching the battle all around were a little annoyed. They could see the air fluctuating slightly in front of them, forming a fan shape and rushing towards Yang Lin.

At the same time, Baliming's tall, burly and majestic body, like a shadow, appeared in front of Yang Lin, dragging Zhou Binglin back.

Zhou Binglin's body, which was about to be completely shattered, interrupted the transmission of force, and flew back as lightly as a feather.

Like a kite, it fell into the crowd of warriors from the eight sects of the Jingmen, and was hurriedly caught before the screams stopped.

At this moment, the right half of his body is half broken, and his right arm has long since disappeared. His vitality is still very tenacious.

At least it saved a life.