Great Song catcher

Chapter 43 Escape
"A demon monk dares to speak nonsense here, so he is not afraid of Feng Da's tongue flashing!"

Nie Feng sneered, stretched out three fingers of his left hand, and said, "Three tricks, if you, a monstrous monk, can go through three tricks under my hands, I promise to stand still and never resist."

"Hahaha……"

Immortal Vajra Fahui smiled angrily: "I have been in the world for 30 years, and no one has ever dared to let go of such wild words! Boy, as long as you can block my three moves, I will turn around and leave today, and I will never do it again in the future!" Shoot at you!"

As he said that, a golden light burst out from Fa Hui's body, and a "click" sound came from the joints in his body. In an instant, he turned into a two-meter-tall strong man, and his whole body was as red as gold.

Just like the Vajra Arhat of Buddhism came to this world!
Nie Feng's pupils shrank slightly, and said slowly: "So you are a disciple of King Kong Temple outside the Great Wall!"

King Kong Temple, one of the three Buddhist sects in the Western Regions.

The martial arts practiced by Fa Hui is the "Horizontal Practice of Vajra Immortality", which was secretly handed down by the King Kong Temple, and it has the same source as the King Kong Demon Subduing Kungfu of the White Horse Temple.

If you practice to Dacheng, you can become a golden body of Arhat. Even if you die after a hundred years, your body will not rot.

"First move!"

Fahui stomped his right foot on the ground, and the floor tiles shattered and cracked immediately. He flew towards Nie Feng like a fired cannon. The Buddha beads made of pig iron were wrapped around his fist. Like a hammer.

Nie Feng snorted softly, neither dodging nor dodging, the extreme yang zhenqi in his body circulated rapidly.

The kung fu taught to him by the one-armed old man is unknown, but according to the characteristics of the kung fu and the pure yang qi he cultivated, Nie Feng gave it a temporary name, called Extreme Yang Divine Kung Fu.

Urging the Poshan Fist with the extreme sun magic power, the blazing true energy gradually formed a crimson fist mark on Nie Feng's fist, and then blasted out suddenly!

The boundless sea of ​​flames rolled up wildly, and the raging waves in the raging sea were enough to devour all living beings!
boom!
There was a loud bang, and the strength of the fist spread to the surroundings. The already dilapidated mountain temple could no longer withstand the impact, and the wall collapsed directly.

And the figure of the monk Fahui also brushed the ground and retreated quickly, plowing out two half-foot-deep ravines on the bluestone bricks on the ground, flying upside down outside the mountain temple, and falling to the ground.

However, his horizontal hard work is also extraordinary. Under such a violent punch, he was not injured, but he looked a little embarrassed.

"This... what kind of martial art is this?"

Fahui knelt on the ground with her hands on her chest, and looked into the mountain temple in horror. He never imagined that his decades of skill could not compare to a young man in his early twenties.

Even the Buddhist beads wrapped around his fist were melted by the scorching fist.

"Take my second move!"

After Nie Feng blasted Monk Fahui away with his fist, he turned into a round of brilliant sun and chased him out from the mountain temple, trying to kill Monk Fahui in one go.

Monk Fahui also roared angrily, the golden light outside his body became stronger and stronger, and there was a clanging sound of gold and iron when he raised his hands and feet.

"Great Vajra Wheel Fist!"

Fa Hui made a "Great Vajra Wheel Seal" with both hands, and behind the boundless radiance of the Buddha, a Vajra Arhat Dharma image loomed, with glaring eyebrows, looking down upon all directions!
With one punch, Fa Hui, armed with the power of Vajra Arhat, overwhelmed Nie Feng's Mountain Breaking Fist!
The fists of the two people collided, and the two overbearing punches offset each other and devoured each other, and they were in a stalemate, but in the end it was Nie Feng who was superior.

Ji Yang's magical power destroyed Fa Hui's horizontally trained Vajra Indestructible Body like a rotten one.

The Vajra Arhat image behind him also gradually disintegrated, a mouthful of golden blood spurted from Fahui's mouth, he stepped back three steps in a row, crossed his arms across his chest, the veins on his body were stretched, and his eyes were swollen. blood red.

But Nie Feng hit the iron while it was hot, and the zhenqi in his body increased a little bit, and his fist force, which was billowing like a sea, kept hitting Fa Hui's chest violently.

puff!
Finally, Fahui couldn't resist anymore, the bones in both arms were shattered inch by inch, and Nie Feng's fist hit Huanglong directly, landing on Fahui's chest.

The sound of broken bones sounded like firecrackers, and the blood in Fa Hui's body spurted out.

A clearly visible fist mark was left on Fa Hui's chest, which was two inches deep!

These two punches also almost exhausted the true energy in Nie Feng's body, but after two weeks of the Jiyang Divine Art, the true energy recovered by [-]%.

"Two tricks..."

Fa Hui, who was seriously injured and dying, was lying on the ground, her arms were twisted in a bad shape, she looked at Nie Feng with a wry smile and said, "I didn't expect me to be unable to block even two moves!"

"Give me a good time!"

Fahui's heart skipped a beat, she closed her eyes and waited for death.

Nie Feng let out a foul breath, looked at him and said, "Tell me about the main altar of the Yasha Gate, and I will spare your life!"

"dream!"

Although Fa Hui's breath was weak, what he said was resolute.

"Stubborn!"

Nie Feng raised his right hand, and a cloud of extreme yang energy was condensed in his palm, but just when he wanted to end Fa Hui with a move, a piercing cold air came from behind him.

"There are still people!"

Nie Feng was startled, he didn't care about continuing to kill Fa Hui, he turned around and slapped his palm from the air, only to see a ball of cold energy colliding with extreme Yang energy.

The two completely opposite forces collided, and the sound of "呵呵" was heard, and the thick fog immediately engulfed the area with a radius of several feet.

"No, I've been fooled!"

Nie Feng immediately waved his fist to disperse the fog, then turned to look at the ground.

Fa Hui had long since disappeared, leaving only a two-foot hole in the ground.

"Striking from east to west, proficient in the art of escaping from the ground, Yashamen really has a lot of masters!"

The opponent used the ice energy to attract Nie Feng's attention, and then sent a master who was proficient in escaping from the earth to take the opportunity to open the tunnel and rescue Fa Hui away without anyone noticing.

The only ones who can do this are the nineteenth Rakshasas with Fa Hui, the three-foot-high dragon "Upstairs Kun" and the ice-melting Dao "Void Son".

Nie Feng also didn't dare to rush to chase from the cave. Who knows if the other party left an ambush? If he used the firearm from the Thunderbolt Hall, he would have nowhere to hide underground. There would be no need to dig a hole or bury him, even if he died. Know how to die.

The next day, noon.

Nie Feng was already standing outside the city gate of Youzhou.

But for some reason, Nie Feng looked at the huge city gate, and suddenly felt a strong anxiety in his heart, as if something was about to happen.

"What's going on? Could it be that something happened to the six doors?"

Nie Feng frowned slightly, and quickly walked into the city towards the six gates.

But when he came to the headquarters of Six Doors in Youzhou, he was shocked by the scene in front of him.

I saw that the lanterns on both sides of the vermilion lacquered gate had been replaced with white mourning lanterns, and the plaques were also covered with white mourning flowers.

"Yes... who died in the line of duty?"

Nie Feng was very familiar with this scene. Only after a policeman died in the line of duty within the six doors would he come to pay homage like this.

(End of this chapter)