Chapter 2005 Centennial Feud

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The wine-drinking monk used to have a red face on weekdays, but now his face instantly turned pale, and at the same time, the monk robe on his body swelled instantly, and the whole person seemed to grow in size.

He flew back quickly, every step back, his robe became smaller, and after ten steps, his robe returned to normal, no, it was even a few sizes smaller than before, and there were a few sharp-eyed people. People can see clearly that it is not that the monk's robe has become smaller, but that the originally tall and burly monk fighting wine has become a little slender and rickety.

The masked man did not pursue the wine-drinking monk, but attacked Wang Chongyang's back with a palm. Just now Wang Chongyang saw the sudden rise in the abnormality, and subconsciously took back a little of his internal strength, so that the wine monk had the strength to deal with the sneak attack.

However, with such a sudden withdrawal of internal power, coupled with the internal power that the wine fighting monk did not have time to withdraw, he couldn't help but churn. It's a pity that the masked man didn't give him time, and when half of his body was paralyzed before he could resist, he pressed his palm on his back.

Wang Chongyang sighed: "My life is over!"

Just now, he naturally saw that this masked man had also reached the realm of a great master. He was hit by the opponent's palm in a big hole like his vest on weekdays, and he would be seriously injured if he didn't die, not to mention his current state?

However, he soon showed a shocked expression, and he was not injured. The other party's majestic true qi, like the sea, seemed to be just using his body as a ferry, surging along the meridians in his body toward his right palm.

He was an amazing person, and he immediately understood the other party's intention. He wanted to take the opportunity to seriously damage Huang Chang, who was fighting with himself! Huang Chang was originally on a par with his own internal strength, but at this time he suddenly added double the internal strength, how could the other party stand it?

Wang Chongyang was reluctant to let the masked man succeed, but he knew very well that if he closed his palms, the surging internal force in his body would have nowhere to vent, it would explode in his body in an instant, and he would die immediately, and he would not even have time to leave a last word.

Survival is a human instinct, even in the realm of a great master, it is inevitable. Of course, if he is given enough time to think about it, if he wants to understand the relationship, he may make a choice to sacrifice himself.

But in this haste, where did he have time to think clearly? What the other party wanted was his momentary hesitation.

It was just such a hesitant effort, that surging incomparable infuriating energy had already rushed towards Huang Chang from his palm.

The whole change just happened in an instant. Huang Chang saw that the wine monk was attacked, and his reaction was fast enough. He knew that it was impossible to get out of the whole body, and he planned to stop fighting for internal strength. He was busy fighting against the masked man and would not attack him at this time, so even if he suffered the backlash from his internal forces, he would still barely be within the tolerance range, and take advantage of the gap between the masked man attacking Wang Chongyang to regain his freedom. It can also have the power to fight the masked man.

It's a pity that just after he collected his internal strength, the skill in Wang Chongyang's palm suddenly doubled. Huang Chang spurted out blood, and the whole figure retreated like a broken sandbag. His first reaction was that Wang Chongyang took the opportunity to plot against him, but the next moment. Immediately reacted, the internal force that attacked him just now was completely different from Wang Chongyang's innate power, and it was obviously the masked man who attacked him.

It turned out that the other party did not hurt Wang Chongyang first as he imagined, but chose to deal with himself first!

"It's such a deep calculation!" Huang Chang not only endured the backlash of his own internal force, but also endured the skills of Wang Chongyang and the mysterious man, which was equivalent to a person who had endured the full strength of the three great masters without defense. In addition to being old, the vitality in the body has been exhausted at this time, and the only thing that can be done now is to take a few more breaths.

The timing of the other party was so precise, and even his reaction after the attack was fully utilized. If it was not planned at the beginning, he would not believe anything.

The two great masters were hit hard in a row, but the masked man did not stop. He continued to press his palm on Wang Chongyang's vest, and when he spat out his internal force, he would shatter the opponent's meridians.

It's just that Huang Chang retreated, and Wang Chongyang was finally able to free his hands. Because the key point was controlled, he knew that he would not be spared. He simply stopped defending and chose to exchange his life for his life. Swordsmanship, with Wang Chongyang's current cultivation level, naturally does not stick to the use of swords.

With a twist of his arm, he poked backwards with an incredible anti-joint arc, and the innate power plus a yang finger force directly hit the man's lower abdomen.

The masked man retreated violently. Although his head and face were covered, he could see that his breathing was much faster than usual. Obviously, the move just now caused him serious injuries.

However, Wang Chongyang sighed secretly. He was attacked first, and he was restrained from the very first point in his vest. The opponent's internal force suddenly invaded his body, causing the power of his innate skills and Yiyang Finger to be compromised. , just before stabbing the opponent's lower abdomen, he hit an extremely soft invisible wall of air, and part of his internal force was instantly like a mud cow entering the sea. It was also thanks to Yi Yang's fingers that he was able to break Neijia's infuriating energy, otherwise, in his current state, he might not be able to really hit the opponent.

It's just that after breaking through the air wall, his finger strength is already at the end of the force. Although he hurts the opponent, it is not a fatal injury. With the opponent's martial arts, he can recover after a period of training.

His own situation is much worse. The meridians in his body have been destroyed in a mess. Although he will not die immediately, he only has a few months of life left at most.

"Yi Jin Jing really deserves to be a miracle that has been famous for thousands of years. Which Shaolin monk is your Excellency?" Not far away, the wine-fighting monk finally calmed down and said in a hoarse voice. From the sneak attack to the present, it was only a few breaths.

Can judge what kind of martial arts hurts you.

It was only at this time that the others in the field noticed the situation of Jiu Jiu Monk. Originally practising Jiuyang Divine Art, his whole face was radiant. At this time, his cheeks seemed to be shriveled a lot, and his whole person was like an ordinary thin person who was about to collapse when the wind blew. elder.

The masked man had a strange look on his face, and the urn said in a dignified voice, "Master's Jiuyang Divine Art is indeed well-deserved. Just now, he was able to sacrifice his blood essence to save his life. With time, one's cultivation may not be able to come back. ."

The wine-drinking monk sighed: "How can I still get down the mountain today." He usually has the Jiuyang divine art to protect his body. In general, the Jiuyang infuriating qi will automatically recover after running for a few weeks, even if it is a serious injury. , recovery is also very fast. But the opponent's attack just now directly exceeded the scope of Jiuyang's infuriating recovery, so he had to use a secret technique to save his life.

It's just that the reason why the secret technique is called secret technique is obviously very high. Now that his cultivation base has fallen, even if he leaves safely, he may not be able to return to the realm of the great master in his life.

"No, his inner strength just now..." Huang Chang, who was lying on the ground on the other side, said feebly. Although his body was completely dead, he was the foundation of the great master after all, and he would not die immediately.

"Master!" The woman in the yellow shirt exclaimed, and hurriedly ran to his side to help him up, feeling that his body was cold, and his pulse seemed to be weak, and he couldn't help but feel sad.

Huang Chang ignored her, looked straight at the masked man, and continued, "His path seems to be the way of the Xiaoyao faction."

Wang Chongyang, who was sitting cross-legged on the other side, nodded and said in agreement, "Yes, his body-protecting infuriating energy just now seems to be Beiming Divine Art."

"You are the leader of both the Shaolin Temple and the Xiaoyao Sect, are you..." The wine-fighting monk suddenly thought of someone.

The man took off the black scarf on his head and sighed faintly: "The reason why I hide my identity is just because I don't want to implicate other related people. I didn't expect you to recognize it."

Only then did everyone notice his bright bald head and white beard all over his face, and they thought it was no wonder that he had to cover his hair and covered his hair, it turned out to be to conceal his identity as a monk.

The woman in yellow shirt had already recognized the identity of the other party at this time, and she couldn't help being shocked and angry: "It turns out that the sweeper is you!"

"Amitabha." The floor sweeper folded his hands together, but his face was extremely pale. He severely injured the three great masters in an instant. Although it was a sneak attack, it was easier said than done to hurt the great master. The three strikes just now almost exhausted all his skills.

Of course, the great master is a great master after all, and there is a gap like a gulf between ordinary masters. Even if he is in the weakest state now, even if other people on the field want to take advantage of the fire, they are definitely not his opponents.

The woman in yellow scolded angrily: "I used to think you were a master monk, but I didn't expect you to be just a despicable villain who secretly attacked."

"The female benefactor taught me a lesson." The floor sweeper didn't defend himself, his eyes were full of guilt when he looked at the wine monk and the others.

King Yi on the side laughed and said: "What do you know? This time is not a battle of the rivers and lakes. The master has a hatred of the country and the family. This time can be said to be the only chance.

"The hatred of the country and the family?" Zhao Gou couldn't help but itch with hatred. Originally, he was in possession of the victory this time, and he saw that he was going to wipe out King Yi's party. As a result, a sweeping monk suddenly appeared and the situation was suddenly reversed. The key is the two he relies on the most. All the great masters were seriously injured, and their lives may not be saved. Naturally, they could not continue to contribute. How could they not ask clearly, "Which of the poor royal family were you hundreds of years ago?"

Because of Murong Bo's ridiculous motives, Zhao Gou just asked casually, but unexpectedly, it aroused the mood of the sweeper.

"Originally, I didn't want to say anything more, but if I didn't explain anything, I would have failed my father's efforts for a hundred years, and I couldn't make the ancestors smile." The light of hatred, "Chen Qiao mutiny, Huangpao added, do you remember how your surname Zhao came to the throne?"

Zhao Gou's expression changed: "Are you from the Chai family?"

The sweeping monk looked to the north, his eyes filled with nostalgia: "Emperor Ruiwu Xiaowen died young, because the first three sons were killed by Liu Chengyou, the late Han Yin emperor, and the fourth son, who was still young, could only succeed him. Zhao Kuangyin bullied their orphans and widowed mothers, came with a yellow robe to cover them, and usurped Dazhou's country."

Huang Chang's heart suddenly moved: "Are you the descendant of King Ji Chai Xijin?" He has been secretly tracking the whereabouts of the Zhou clan in the past all these years. Chai Zongxun was named King Zheng after Zen ascended the throne. This line has always been under the supervision of the imperial court. ; Cao Wang Chai Xi made disappearance on the day of the coup d'état and was living in the people. The whereabouts of their lineage were also found out a few years ago. Guo Sheng joined Shuibo Liangshan and failed to oppose the Song Dynasty and lived in seclusion in Niujia Village. Guo's surname and Guo Jing are the only survivors of this line; the only remaining ones are the Ji Wang Chai Xijin, who was adopted by Pan Mei, and the Qi Wang Chai Xihui, who was adopted by Lu Yan. They changed their names and surnames and disappeared from the court. in sight.

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