Sleeping Arhat

Chapter 155
In the fifteen punches, Chen Hou resisted, but he was already at a disadvantage. What's more, in this dark night, he was like a blind man crossing a river, he couldn't figure out the direction, so how could he fight Wu Xian.

Wu Xian's No. 16 punch was about to land, "Hehe, I don't have... the strength... I guess." Chen Hou sneered, his tone intermittent, but with a hint of irony. Not the slightest bit of fear.

Chen Hou felt from Wu Xian's fist strength that Wu Xian's fist strength was getting weaker and weaker, and his speed was becoming slower and slower.

Wu Xian opened his eyes, looked coldly, and clenched his fist tightly. With a twist of his arm, his fist was heading towards Chen Hou's face. With a bang, Chen Hou flew backwards, like a kite with a broken string suddenly fell on the waste ground. In the wood dregs, Wu Xian also hurriedly took a few steps back. He was not chasing after the victory, but carefully exercised his skills and adjusted his breath. On the one hand, he was on guard against Chen Hou's sudden attack.

The room was pitch black, and the atmosphere was as heavy as water.The two were at ease, Wu Xian lost his strength, and Chen Hou had lost his position in the dark, and this party received another sixteen punches, all internal organs were damaged, besides, the internal force attached to Wu Xian's punches was also weak. Hidden in his body and limbs, along with the dispersed true energy, it is difficult to clear it away for a while.

Chen Hou stared coldly at the dark night in all directions, feeling very shocked and afraid in his heart, but he hurriedly put aside his distracting thoughts. Just as he was about to speak, a mouthful of blood gushed out of his throat. What kind of kung fu is that trick?"

Wu Xian raised his head slightly, smiled suddenly, and said, "Why, you want to learn, I'll teach you."

Chen Hou shook his head, and didn't ask any more questions. He dragged his body, and according to the direction Wu Xian spoke, he wanted to move forward step by step. Wu Xian was shocked, and looked at Chen Hou suspiciously. Although he didn't have half the strength of the peak moment, he never believed that Chen Hou, who had endured [-] punches, still had the power to fight.

What's more, Wu Xian has exhausted all his true energy, so he can only be said to be an ordinary person with fists and kicks. Facing a master of the inner family, he is almost powerless. If Chen Hou can still fight, Wu Xian might as well wait for death obediently.

Wu Xian heard footsteps coming from his ears, he endured the pain of the wound, rolled over, moved his arm, and held a broken knife in his hand, the broken knife in his hand shook, the blade trembled slightly, Wu Xian lowered his head, thinking I secretly thought: Is my strength going to run out?
Chen Hou raised his hand with the palm facing forward, his eyes were full of killing intent, and he shouted suddenly: "Today is either you die or I die." Chen Hou ran forward with all his strength, but he only made one movement. Then he felt heart-piercing pain, cold sweat dripped down his pale face, he gritted his steel teeth, the veins on his forehead bulged out like undulating mountains in an instant, he snorted coldly, Regardless of whether or not, the speed of the looting was getting faster and faster, and it was in front of Wu Xian in an instant.

Wu Xian was just about to raise his hand to hold the knife, but just as he raised his hand, his arm trembled slightly again, his strength became weaker and weaker, are you already exhausted?Wu Xian felt the strength of Chen Hou's palm, he quickly turned sideways, and Chen Hou jumped into the air.

But Chen Hou's castration continued. With a click, Chen Hou slammed his palm on the door frame, and the wooden door collapsed. There was a faint moonlight outside the door, and the moonlight was like a pool of stream, slowly flowing from outside the door. .

Wu Xian looked at the beam of white moonlight, and he did not feel the joy and ease of seeing the bright moon in the past. At this moment, the light could not shine into his heart, but he felt cold in his heart. With a sad face, Wu Xian thought to himself: So he was playing The idea.

Wu Xian glanced again, he saw that even though Chen Hou was seriously injured, he insisted on fighting him to the end at this moment, desperately, he didn't know if Chen Hou had any helpers coming, but what he was sure of was that he There is no help.

Therefore, Wu Xian did not dare to bet on whether Chen Hou would have any helpers. He chose a safe decision, first looking for a good opportunity to save his life, and then Xu Tutu later, to fight Chen Hou.

Standing under the white moonlight, Chen Hou's previous depression and aggrieved all turned into a force called "sorrow and anger". He slowly circulated his internal energy, but his true energy was mixed with Wu Xian's Heart Sutra of Returning to Dreams As soon as he practiced the zhenqi, he felt a blockage in his meridians, and it was extremely difficult to circulate his internal energy, and there seemed to be tens of thousands of small needles piercing his meridians, causing pain all over his body, straight to the Lingtai.

Chen Hou hissed, his whole body was covered in cold sweat, and he no longer dared to use his internal energy directly, but right now it was only him and Wu Xian, whoever recovers first, the other would die here, thinking of this, Chen Hou's internal energy absorption was crazy Running, he wants to use his internal force to suppress and assimilate the internal force of different species. He used to absorb the power of others. If the real energy of the foreign species in his body is troublesome, he will use this method to suppress it with strong internal force, and everything will be solved.

But today this method does not work, there are two reasons, one is that Chen Hou's internal energy has been consumed a lot, and he was scattered from the dantian by Wu Xian, and divided among the limbs, so it will take some time to get together, so his dantian The true energy in it is not strong enough.

The second is that Wu Xian's zhenqi is of high quality and pure quality, which is by no means comparable to the zhenqi produced by ordinary exercises. Therefore, if one wants to use the previous methods, either to suppress or assimilate, it will take more effort.

Chen Hou's eyes were fixed, now he can't get off the tiger, his own qi can't flow, and the stinky beggar's zhenqi is exhausted, he can't recover for a moment, and no one can do anything to anyone.

The two confronted each other for a while, Wu Xian regained his true energy and gained some strength in his hands. He stared at him, waved the broken knife in his hand, and shouted aggressively: "If you can't beat the tiger, you will be injured by the tiger. Next year's day will be the next day." Your death day."

"Hey!" Wu Xian yelled strangely, Wu Xian waved his arm, and slashed forward with the broken knife. Chen Hou also recovered a little. Wu Xian's sharpness at the moment.

The blade cut on the door panel, and immediately cut half an inch in. Wu Xian wanted to draw the knife to the left and force Chen Hou back again, but his hands were weak and he couldn't even pull out a knife.

Wu Xian simply let go, and fled through the door in two or three strides. Although Chen Hou was seriously injured by him, Wu Xian might not have recovered much of his fighting strength when Chen Hou's true energy was activated.

So Wu Xian ran away, first went down the stairs to the stables, saw several fine horses sleeping standing up in the stables, he wanted to ride one away, and hacked the rest to death, so that Chen Hou could not catch up.

But Wu Xian thought again, if he had the strength to kill a horse, why not turn around and kill Chen Hou, now Chen Hou is also very weak and tired, he may not be stronger than a horse.

(End of this chapter)