Fantasy World Transmigration Chapter 55: Fight against Jun
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The swaying wind blew, and the green leaves of the branches swayed, as if infected by the atmosphere. The crisp leaves all over the sky left the branches and fell down.
Deng Yuanjue condensed the alert, a little sweat beads oozed from his forehead, his body was full of energy, the steel zen stick was held in his hand, and there were rare sweaty wetness in his palm. He struggled for more than a hundred times in his life, but not once. , Comparable to this young man, simply stood there.
He can feel that the momentum that is gradually condensed on Chen Ang is as if the red sun is rising, glorious and vast, swallowing thousands of miles of clouds, and the vast momentum of dyeing the red rivers and mountains, raising them little by little, bringing him almost suffocation pressure.
Sheng Ji is declining. Deng Yuanjue has been waiting for the moment when Chen Ang's breath changes from strong to weak. He would rather face the next one, which will inevitably be a shocking shock, rather than facing a dynamic and vigorous Chen Ang. For the momentum of continuous burning and agitation in battle.
However, this time, he miscalculated.
Chen Ang just stood there simply, but his vitality was already connected with the surroundings. This wind, this tree, this sky and leaves, are all part of him, with his will, momentum, Killing his fighting spirit.
Shi Bao raised the knife with difficulty. The sweat beads on his forehead blurred his vision. When facing Chen Ang, he dared not wipe it. He raised the internal force for too long, which made his meridians swell.
Both understand that no matter what the odds are, they must take the next shot, otherwise they will never have a chance again, and waiting for the point where Chen Ang's momentum turns into decay, they may not have to wait until they die.
"Ming Zun Bless Me, Drop the Devil's Rape!" Deng Yuanjue snorted, a zen stick weighing 100 pounds, lifted by him like a piece of paper, madness, infatuation, anger, and always calm and calm Deng Yuanjue, At this moment, if it is a crazy demon, the zen stick in his hand is like a dragon out of the sea, swaying and swinging, under the illusion, it is the power of Peiran.
Enlightenment, detachment, Deng Yuanjue behaved insanely, a Zen stick was thrown into the sky, and the madness was fully demonstrated, and the stone that swayed the stick was shocked, but his face was peaceful and joyful, the appearance of quiet consciousness, his eyes half open The semi-closed room exudes transcendent wisdom and consciousness.
"Crazy devil, my heart is like a Buddha. The more crazy, the more detached. The crazy, the wisdom is born!" Chen Ang smiles indulgently, stepping into the shadow of the heavy rod, stepping into life, although That breath was crumbling, but no matter how crazy Deng Yuanjue was, the Zen stick was far from the point of Chen Ang.
"Unexpectedly, the master is a disciple of Shaolin!" Chen Ang scratched the shadow of the heavy rod with one hand and pressed it on Deng Yuanjue's Zen rod, just like Taishan rooting, letting the iron rod stir, vigorously grow, and can not leave Chen Ang In the palm of your hand.
Deng Yuanjue ’s thin layer of white hair sweat, his monk ’s robe half-explained, revealing the ribs and knots of his chest steel wire, with a solemn and majestic look. It was the essence of Luohan ’s demon demon in the magic wand method. The Shaolin Temple inherited for thousands of years. Is there anyone who can surpass Deng Yuanjue's attainments in the mad wand method?
"The family is under the weight of Shaolin, but the way is different, how can it be tolerated? I am not willing to learn the Buddha ’s enlightenment, the compassion of the Bodhisattva, and the bird-fighting of all things that endure the overall situation. I simply learn the King Kong ’s wrath and a stick. "Overthrowing this unfair world!" Deng Yuanjue said with a long smile: "I kicked the golden Buddha, demolished the temple, came down the mountain and lived with my brother, overthrew this unfair world."
He shouted loudly, with a magnificent expression, throwing life and death behind his head, the staff was more wild. In the palm of Chen Ang, he rushed left and right, overturning the mountain of five fingers, and an iron rod was like a tail of a blue dragon. , Qingying took a draw and hit the Chen Ang facade directly.
"Come on well!" Chen Ang was impressed. When he saw this unprecedented blow, he was not surprised and disappointed. He rubbed his fingers slightly, and the internal force of "The Golden Chamber" was quietly clicked on the iron rod. Deng Yuanjue was shocked to find that the iron rod infused with his thick internal force suddenly shocked, and the original feeling like an arm command disappeared without a trace.
A kind of chaotic, complicated inner strength breath disturbed the iron rod machine, making the rhythm of Deng Yuanjue's attack suddenly stagnate, revealing undesirable flaws.
Chen Ang is a little lighter, and Yingying's finger points through the layers of strength in Deng Yuanjue's chest, and points on his chest.
The touch of the dragonfly, the touch of water, Deng Yuanjue only felt a cold on his chest, Chen Ang had withdrawn and retreated.
Shi Bao, who faced Huang Sang with a faint confrontation, gave a glimpse of the opportunity, screamed, his long knife soared, and swept a few feet away, slashing the neck of Chen Ang, he did not dare to straighten Chen Ang's front, but Opportunity, do not mind picking a bargain. After the breath of Chen Ang calmed down, the rising momentum receded like a tide.
A smart person like Deng Yuanjue can naturally find that the deep breath behind the Chen Ang is like a deep sea, but a person like Shi Bao only sees the fluctuation of the surface tide, but he does not understand. After the retreat, there will be huge waves.
Chen Ang closes his hands, an arc is formed on both arms, and the long knife is blocked between the two arms. The knife is powerful and immovable. Shi Bao knows that he is powerful and wants to withdraw, but he feels the length of his right hand. The knife was sharpened by two energies, and once he could not pull the knife, hesitated, he missed the best time to abandon the knife and retreat.
It ’s that ordinary finger, Shi Bao was surprised, feeling that he had a lot of limbs, no one matched well, his eyes could not judge the direction, his ears heard the wind, the whole body was up and down, and nothing changed. , As if all the organs were rebellious. When this finger points to the body.
Shi Bao discovered that what he saw and thought was a kind of 'illusion'. The real finger reversed the yin and yang, disorganized the five elements, and was not in all common sense. With his own martial arts cultivation, he even thought It doesn't make sense, just feel that facing this trick again, still can't escape.
In fact, there is nothing magical. Chen Ang just disrupts Shi Bao ’s breath. The body ’s meridian blood not only follows the Yin-Yang Avenue, but the breath sympathy also communicates with the body ’s Yin-Yang. It feels that the five senses are not coordinated enough, and the people with six senses who are not smart will easily be recruited.
Shi Bao is also a man with refined external skills. He usually folds a few steel knives on his body when he brags and bets on weekdays. He lucked under his skin and swelled his inner air. Even if it was hit by a sledgehammer, he could not He was seriously injured, but by Chen Ang a little, the musculoskeletal was twisted together instantly.
He screamed and twitched to the ground. It was like a wire twisted into a knot, tangled into a dead knot, and the muscles of the knot were torn apart, so that Shi Bao did not dare to move at random. When he stopped, the yin and yang breath in the body suddenly started to mess up, an upside down Inner air, disturbed his breath.
Under the attack from inside and outside, Shi Bao rolled his eyes and passed out.
Deng Yuanjue stood up strugglingly, leaned on an iron rod, and looked at Chen Ang with a complex face. His prosperity was successful. The finger of Chen Ang just leaked his essence, which made him suddenly exhausted recently and covered himself. Paralyzed, in just a few breathing times, Deng Yuanjue regained a little strength with a whisper.
But it can only act reluctantly. It is by no means an opponent of any one here.
The most terrifying thing about the martial art of "The Golden Chamber" is its strange and changeable breath, which often makes people have no resistance against it. If Chen Ang is to let it go, it is only one. In Zhang Zhang, the yin and yang energy of the back and forth is unpredictable, and the finger strength is unpredictable, and the skill is less than his eight layers.
Deng Yuanjue also knows this truth, he said frankly: "The family is weak, and you have to kill and stab, and you can listen to Zunzun, but if you want to draw a word from my mouth, it is dreaming!" Close your eyes and die calmly.
"Monk, don't panic, I still have something to trouble you?" Chen Ang's eyes fell on Shi Bao, who was like a dead dog, and said with a smile: "Please also give Fang La, Fang Teacher a word!" "
Deng Yuanjue's eyebrows were low, the color did not change, and he slowly said: "If it is a word of persuasion, then please don't need to say more, otherwise, the family will take care of it and bring it to the leader personally."
"Please tell him, I ’m coming!" Chen Ang laughed and left this short sentence, took everyone, led the horse, took the patient, disappeared into the sky, leaving only Deng Yuanjue supported on the ground There is also a Nanli Fawang Shibao, like a dead dog, paralyzed on the ground.
Deng Yuanjue supported him. The sentence left by Chen Ang is obviously not only a message, but also the person on the ground. The two together add up to be a complete message.
"I have already come, are you ready?"
And Shi Bao, is the worship post that recorded this sentence. On behalf of the court, he used a dharma king to signal its existence in this land, on behalf of Chen Ang. Using his martial arts, he made an invitation to the other side.
An invitation to a duel.
It's a good time to fight with Jun. Even if you score well, you will die.
Wenmingjiao Shenghuotong, with its beautiful scenery and beautiful scenery, yearning for it, must bring the ministries and choose to visit! Chen Ang stay.