Shaolin Bajue

Chapter 1513 Emei War (3)

At the moment when Old Man Baihu used his left palm to deal with Zhuo Silong, his right fist barely blocked the lightning-like attack of Supreme Patriarch.The old man Baihu had to allocate half of his skills to deal with Zhuo Silong, and the remaining half of his skills, although he blocked the attack of Supreme Patriarch, his entire right arm was numb from the shock.

Hearing the Supreme Patriarch's roar, he stretched out both palms and slapped the old man Baihu. The strength of his palms was hidden, but once they were firm, it would definitely be earth-shattering.

The old man Baihu originally challenged Zhuo Silong and the Supreme Patriarch with one left and one right. With such skill, the two palms will reach as soon as they are said, how can they give the old man Baihu a chance to rest his breath.

The old man Baihu wanted to meet the enemy head-on, but there was no time, so he had to take a step away, let out a roar similar to the roar of a tiger, transformed his left palm into a fist, and struck out with both fists.

With a "boom", the palms of the Supreme Patriarch landed on the fists of the old man Baihu. The old man Baihu was not stable, and his strength was compromised. , complexion slightly pale.

The Supreme Patriarch laughed wildly, took a step forward, intending to strike another palm, but before the laughter ended, a mouthful of blood spewed out, his face was dark, and he said angrily, "Old White Tiger, you are deceitful!"

The old man Baihu took a breath, and said with a sneer, "Mutuo, you have been hit by the white tiger fist that I have practiced recently. If you don't exercise your skills to heal your injuries, be careful that you won't see the sun tomorrow."

Supreme Patriarch felt a dull pain in his heart and was very uncomfortable. He would rather believe it than believe it. He shook his body, stepped back, and shouted: "This old man has already suffered internal injuries, and he can't last much longer. You wait quickly." Go up and attack him." After finishing speaking, he sat down and exercised his kung fu to heal his injuries.

The old man Baihu was injured, and everyone present could see it.Yizhi, Yiyi, Yiqing and the three Vajras, as disciples of the Supreme Patriarch, were naturally the first batch of corresponding people, and they jumped at the old man Baihu at the same time.

Among the six, Yizhi had the highest martial arts and rushed to him first.The sword was unsheathed and turned into a light curtain, covering the big hole in the old man's body.

The old man Baihu smiled "haha", his aura was astonishing, he flicked his finger, and with a sound of "dang", the illusory sword light suddenly stopped.

With a cry of surprise, he stepped back instantly, looked down at the sword, and saw a crack on the blade, a chill rose from the bottom of his heart, and said to himself: "This old man has fought against the three great masters, and even after being injured, he still has a sword. Such a profound skill has really reached an unbelievable level."

At this time, once and the three King Kong almost rushed in front of the old man Baihu.One arm was broken at one point, and his martial arts were not as good as before. With a wave of one arm, his palm was as strong as a mountain, and he pushed it towards the old man Baihu.The three Vajras waved the cold iron Zen sticks in their hands, and with a strong wind, they struck the top of the old man's head.

The figure of the old man Baihu swayed and turned into four phantoms in an instant.At one point, the martial arts of the three Vajras were far inferior to the Supreme Patriarch, it was difficult to see the key point, so they hurriedly changed their tactics to deal with it.

Suddenly heard two "pa pa", two figures turned out, and stopped moving after landing, but they were two of the three king kong.There was blood on the foreheads of the two of them, obviously they were hit on the foreheads with the supreme palm strength of the old man Baihu, killing them instantly.

With a loud sound of "Dang", the shadow of the stick suddenly disappeared, and immediately two Zen sticks flew out and fell towards the crowd.None of the people there dared to attack rashly, so they could only dodge and let the two Zen sticks hit the ground, cracking stones and bricks.

It's too late, but it's too late, but seeing the last King Kong spurting blood wildly, his whole body was shaking like a sieve, and he kept retreating backwards.Just as he was retreating, another Zen stick that was once snatched by the old man Baihu made him unable to move anymore and had to move backwards.

Almost at the same time, Yiqing didn't even dare to think of making a move, and hurriedly turned upside down, naturally frightened by the aura of the old man Baihu.As for those who planned to make a move later, no one dared to move after seeing this.

That King Kong spat out blood, and after retreating ten steps in a row, he fell on his back.Judging from his condition, he was obviously dead.

The two Zen sticks collided, and this King Kong, who was as powerful as a cow, as strong as a leopard, and as powerful as a top expert, not only failed to shock the injured old man back, but was shocked to death by the old man. It's too weird.

All of a sudden, the audience was silent, and a needle could be heard.

Suddenly he heard the old man Baihu laugh, he held both ends of the Zen stick with both hands, and pulled it inward with his kung fu, the Zen stick made of thousand-year-old cold iron was bent by him, like a huge crescent moon. With a sound of "huh", the bent Zen staff flew out, and hit Wen Renlong as if flying.

Wen Renlong sneered, his shoulders sank, and he stretched out his hand to catch it.He caught it, but with a slight sway in his figure, he was shocked to the point where his footsteps floated, and he took a small step back.It must be known that his skill is extraordinary, and he has already used the best "thousand catty pendant". Even if the bent Zen staff has ten thousand catties of strength, it is impossible to shake him, but the result is...

Wen Renlong's face was gloomy, he sneered twice, and said: "Senior is really good at martial arts, Wen Ren has to bow down, admire, admire."

At this time, Monk Peng, who closed his eyes and healed his wounds, opened his eyes and said in a stern voice: "He is already at the end of his strength, what are you waiting for? If you don't take action again, don't blame the deputy leader for asking you."

Boy Bailian hesitated for a moment, but he was the first one to listen to Monk Peng, drew out Shangfang's sword, and stabbed at the old man Baihu.In an instant, many people unfolded their movements and rushed towards the old man Baihu.

This time, there were as many as [-] people who attacked, the old man Baihu raised his head to the sky and let out a long roar, using his ancient martial arts, and took a defensive position, no matter who came, he couldn't hurt him in the slightest.

Suddenly, a deafening roar of a tiger came from a distance, but the white tiger had already rushed back.Hearing the roar of the white tiger, the old man Baihu was very energetic, and turned from defense to offense, and stretched out three fingers.He seriously injured Ge Wenyuan with one finger, slightly injured Mai Qilang with the other, and killed a Fusang master with the other.

Seeing that the old man Baihu still had the strength to fight back when he was under siege, they were all angry and afraid.What is angry is that this old man is too bullying, and what is afraid is that he does not know whether he will be the next one to be injured or killed.

However, in this way, their fighting spirit was also aroused, and their shots were faster, hotter, and fiercer, wishing to beat the old man Baihu into a pulp.

In a blink of an eye, the white tiger suddenly jumped up from a distant roof, in mid-air, opened its bloody mouth, roared, and the wind suddenly picked up, blowing countless roof tiles, the momentum was amazing.

Dragon King Cai Dou sneered, jumped off the "mount", and shouted: "Give this beast to me."

His "mount" is a monster more than ten feet long, with pieces of silver armor on his body, like fish scales.Hearing the master's order, the monster roared wildly, kicked its four legs vigorously, shot out through the air, flew over the heads of the crowd, and landed a foot away from the white tiger.

(End of this chapter)