Final evolution of martial arts

He was inferior to Jing'er in terms of profound internal strength and martial arts level. Under such a disadvantage, how could his sword energy be able to tear Jing'er's Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms? "

"But that's what makes him weird."

The boy smiled wryly, the man gave him a dangerous feeling from head to toe, until now, thinking about it still makes him shudder.

"What's his name?" The old monk asked in silence.

But before the boy could reply, suddenly, a teasing voice came from not far away.

"Yang Guo, the person you mentioned is me?"

Chapter 390

"who are you?"

Yang Guo was shocked when he heard this, he turned around in a panic and looked around, but what he saw was only a piece of loess and no people.

"Master, where is he...?" Yang Guo had no choice but to ask Yideng for help. After all, his strength is limited and the range of perception is very small.

"Come on, stay calm, don't be too impetuous, that person is still a few kilometers away from here." Monk Yideng looked up, a trace of sadness flashed between his brows, shook his head and sighed, and then replied methodically.

"How many kilometers are there?" Yang Guo was relieved at first, but when he turned his head, his face became ugly again.

He has seen his master use this skill of transmitting sound across thousands of miles before, and it is said that the sound is transmitted thousands of miles away with deep internal force.

Although the ability of sound transmission over thousands of miles is amazing, it doesn't frighten him. What really frightens him is that the other party can hear their words from several kilometers away, which is terrifying.

With such a skill, I'm afraid even Wujue couldn't do it.

On the other side, Hong Qigong also thought of this, put down the gourd in his hand, squinted his eyes and stared ahead.

In an instant, the atmosphere of the entire ancient road became dignified.Soon, after about 30 seconds, three extremely fast figures appeared.

It can be vaguely seen that there are three people, one male and two females, they are very young, and their lightness kung fu is also very good. Between vertical jumps, they shuttle like flying, and they have arrived at a distance of nearly a thousand meters in a few breaths.

"It's really you!"

Seeing the person coming, Yang Guo stared, gnashed his teeth and roared.

He remembered very clearly that if this person hadn't insisted on making trouble for him and Uncle Guo before, those stinky Taoist priests wouldn't have had to fight to the death, and he himself wouldn't have been seriously injured, almost dying.

"Why, looking at you, you seem to miss me very much." Lin Su walked forward slowly and said with a smile.

"I miss you big-headed ghost! You big bastard, ##@#...Hurry up and return Uncle Guo." Yang Guo cursed angrily.

He was born in the market since he was a child, and he is proficient in all the three teachings and nine streams. Naturally, his ability to swear is not a problem. In addition, he has the support of his master and Hong Qigong's seniors this time, so he is full of confidence and yells at Lin Su.

Lin Su smiled, and didn't care. Compared with the talk of modern society, Yang Guo is still too young, so this mild scolding can be completely ignored.

That's the case, but some people mind.

"You bitch, you deserve to be beaten!"

Li Mochou raised her eyebrows, she couldn't rub the sand in her eyes, when she saw her lover being scolded, how could she bear it, she immediately raised her hand to see a few silver lights.

"Be careful."

Hong Qigong yelled, grabbed Yang Guo by the collar and pulled him down behind him, his rough palms grabbed forward violently, the golden dragon shadow burst out, intercepting the silver light in an instant.

Ding ding ding———

The Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms struck fiercely, the silver light was thwarted, the speed dropped drastically, and soon fell to the ground.

"Ice Soul Silver Needle!" Hong Qigong frowned.

He has traveled all over the world in these years, but he paid a little attention to the new up-and-comers, and among them was this Taoist nun in blue.

As far as he knew, although this man was beautiful, he was cruel. If he hadn't struck in time just now, Yang Guo's skill was low, and the moment he got the needle, he might have died. He immediately said coldly, "You are Chilian Fairy Li Don't worry?"

"So what?" Li Mochou was not afraid, anyway, Lin Su would be there to support the sky, and it was only Hong Qigong and Yideng, so she had no fear.

"It's good to admit it. The old beggar's murder has always been well-founded. You killed dozens of people in Lujiazhuang half a year ago. Everyone can be punished for such evil deeds. Since the old beggar met you, I will let you come today." You can't go." Hong Qigong stared at Li Mochou righteously, speaking in an impassioned tone, with the intention of eliminating harm for the people.

"Hmph, beggar, come and try if you can." Li Mochou was furious in her heart, since she followed Lin Su, she had forgotten about Lu Zhanyuan, Hong Qigong deliberately brought it up again, and immediately said with a cold face and disdain.

"Well, well, it's really a newborn calf." Hong Qigong smiled angrily, and a cold light flashed in his eyes, which was the expression of his fury.

Bang!

The ground under his feet cracked, Hong Qigong's figure disappeared like lightning, he leaped up in the air, golden light flashed in his palm, several golden dragon shadows were looming, approaching the sky above Li Mochou, they bombarded and fell down violently.

"You are not the only one who can subdue the dragon with eighteen palms."

Suddenly, a male voice came from next to his ear, and Hong Qigong's heart trembled. On the surface he was attacking Li Mochou, but in fact he had been paying attention to Lin Su. After all, Li Mochou and Hong Lingbo were not strong enough among the other three. However, only Lin Su made him unable to see through the realm, seeing that he could not penetrate the energy of his body.

Therefore, the real purpose of this kanglong yougui is to lure Lin Su to take action, so as to test his true strength.

It's just that when he heard Lin Su's words, he was stunned for a while, and didn't react for a while. Could it be that he would...

Ow!Ow!Ow!

At the same time, there was a large amount of air explosion from below, the sound was like a dragon chant, and in the blink of an eye, several golden dragon shadows came out and slammed straight into his Kanglong Youhui.

rumbling————

A violent explosion sounded in the air, setting off a wave of turmoil in all directions, and invisible waves of air spread towards the surroundings.

"What a strong palm, this..."

Hong Qigong flew back and drew a long line with the soles of his feet on the ground. Only then did he stop his slump. He looked at his palms, then raised his head to look at Lin Su blankly, his eyes full of surprise.

"It's really the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms." Master Yideng at the side looked even more sad. If he didn't guess wrong, Jing'er must have fallen into Lin Su's hands. Otherwise, how could he explain the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms? The problem.

Hong Qigong breathed a sigh of relief, his face was gloomy, he stared at Lin Su fiercely, and asked sharply: "Did Jing'er be taken away by you? Tell me honestly, what did you do to him?"

"Since I got what I want, something that has lost its value, what do you think I will do." Lin Su stood with his hands behind his back and replied calmly.

"So, you...you put Jinger..." Hong Qigong asked with a trembling voice, his eyes were slightly red.

"Of course I killed him!"

Chapter 391 Innate Promise Skill

"Of course I killed him!"

When these five words came from Lin Su's mouth, Hong Qigong and others couldn't help being stunned, and what followed was overwhelming shock, which was even more terrifying than before.

They never thought that Guo Jing would die. After all, in their hearts, Guo Jing's fortune was deep, and his martial arts were superb.

Unexpectedly, not only did Guo Jing fall into Lin Su's hands, but he also deprived him of the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms, killing him.

"Brat, you...how dare you kill Jing'er!!!"

Hong Qigong's eyes were about to burst, and in an instant, he felt that his lungs were about to explode, and his heart seemed to be on fire. If eyesight could kill people, Lin Su at this moment has already been beheaded thousands of times by him. .

"I kill you!"

With a roar, he casually threw Yang Guo into Yideng's arms, and hit the ground with his feet, like a wounded lion, madly attacking Lin Su.

"Qigong, be careful." Yideng held Yang Guo steady, looked at Lin Su and Hong Qigong who were fighting fiercely, and reminded with a sad face.

It's not that he didn't think about helping Hong Qigong, but Li Mochou and the other two were staring at each other. If he left, Yang Guo, who was alone, would definitely be murdered.

"Old monk, protect him all the time if you have the ability." Li Mochou stroked the floating dust, and looked at Yang Guo with a half smile.

"Amitabha." Yideng uttered the Buddha's name, unwaveringly protecting Yang Guo, never leaving him.

"Damn it!"

Yang Guo clenched his fists tightly, roaring wildly deep in his heart.

Although he was still young, he had a quick mind since he was a child, after listening to Li Mochou's words, he immediately understood that he had become a burden again.

Otherwise, the master doesn't need to talk about the morals of the rivers and lakes at all, and joins hands with senior Hong to deal with the villain, with two against one, the possibility of victory is greater.

if...

If he's not there, then...

Thinking of this, Yang Guo's eyes turned red slightly, he was still young, he hadn't married a wife yet, and he hadn't experienced this colorful world yet.

In this life, there are still many things waiting for him, and all kinds of reluctance suddenly arise in his heart, and he hesitates for a while.

"Guo'er, if there is something to do, there is no need to do it, so there is no joy in life, and no fear of death. Today, you are free from cause and effect, and you don't need to worry about being a teacher." It seems that Yang Guo has seen the thoughts in his heart. Yideng patted his shoulder kindly.

"Understood, master." Yang Guo lowered his head in a depressed mood. In fact, he longed to have the strength to defeat Lin Su with his own efforts.

It's just that he is too weak now to...

rumbling————

At this moment, there was a violent roar in front, and the dragon shadow flying all over the sky, the violent energy scattered, and when it landed on the ground, it exploded a half-meter-deep pothole, and countless gravel flew out like bullets.

"Amitabha!"

Yideng read a sentence, stood in front of Yang Guo, a faint white energy rose from his body, and he blocked the broken stones effortlessly.

"what!"

In the distance, Lin Su, who had just punched Hong Qigong flying away, turned his head sideways, looked at Master Yideng in surprise, and asked in surprise, "Is this innate infinite skill?"

"The benefactor knows Xiantian Wuji Gong?" Yideng was also stunned.

In the whole world, there are very few basaltic scholars who have seen this set of gods. Since Wang Chongyang died, no one has practiced it except him.

What puzzled him was how did Lin Su find out about it. His eyes fell on Yang Guo, who waved his hands hastily and denied, "It's not me."

"Hahaha, so it's really innate Wuji Kung Fu!" Lin Su's eyes flickered, and he had some ideas in his heart.

Just now he was using two minds, while fighting Hong Qigong with the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms, and at the same time activated the ability of extraordinary comprehension, secretly stealing the master, so that he could comprehend the essence of this set of vigorous palms as quickly as possible.

And the effect is really good. From the beginning, he could only suppress Hong Qigong by relying on the quality and thickness of the inner strength of Beiming Zhenqi. Now he can use the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms freely, and has mastered [-]% of the essence. A small half of true energy can compete with it.

Therefore, he took the time to glance at Yang Guo and Yideng, and by coincidence, he saw Yideng using the innate Wuji Kungfu.

The faint air wall is somewhat similar to the Tianlong Sweeping Monk. Although it is not as tyrannical as the Sweeping Monk, it is still unparalleled in power, comparable to his body-protecting true energy.

Seeing this, how could he not be envious, you know, all along, his advantage has been to defend first and then attack.

Relying on the body-protecting true qi of the Vajra Indestructible Magical Skill, one can be invincible, but this is only for warriors who are dealing with acquired realms. If they must meet innate warriors who are as powerful as a sweeping monk, then his body-protecting true qi is a joke. will be broken.

Coupled with the fact that his internal strength has reached the level of pseudo-innate, and he is still a short distance away from innate, it's time to think about it.

The original plan was to use the ability to copy and print a copy of the Sweeping Monk's innate soul, but now that there is a spare tire, he is naturally very happy, at least there is a consideration and comparison.

"Boy, you can't take random errands during the battle, otherwise the consequences will be serious. Don't be so careless in your next life, and die!"

"Kang Long has regrets!"

All of a sudden, a shocking shout came out from the top of the head, the sound of "Puff" was like thunder, and eighteen golden dragon shadows shone on each other, like dragons roaming mountains and rivers, passing through layers of shadows in the air, covering their ears with lightning speed The momentum hit Lin Su's head.

"Ah!!!" Hong Lingbo covered his eyes in horror, his brain seemed to have been hit by a heavy hammer, and he was stunned.

"Lin Su!" Li Mochou also exclaimed, although she was very confident in his strength, but this scene was too frightening, the eighteen golden dragon shadows corresponded to Hong Qigong's eighteenth dragon-subduing palms, the strongest.

rumbling————

On the mountain road, violent roars continued to resound, and flying sand and rocks rushed towards them.

"Hahaha, evil can't prevail against good, this scoundrel is still dead."

In this situation, Yang Guo was still young, so he immediately beamed with joy and laughed out loud.

"Really? I don't think so!"

Chapter 392 Cover the door!

Amidst the smoke, Lin Su came out intact.

"You...you're not dead?!!!" Yang Guo's eyes were dull, in his mind, being hit by the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms that Old Senior Hong threw out with all his strength, he was almost certain to die.

Most importantly, he remembered very clearly that the palm fell on Lin Su's Tianling Gai impartially, but the result was like this.

On the other side, seeing that Lin Su was safe and sound, Li Mochou and Hong Lingbo wept with joy. After spending this period of time together, they already regarded Lin Su as their close relatives.

"This kind of attack alone can't kill me." Lin Su smiled lightly, nodded to Li Mochou and the two, indicating that he was fine.