God of War God

Chapter 161 The Art of Combining Strikes
Jinlun was caught off guard by Chen Yunfeng, he quickly stepped back, kicked the tiles on the eaves with his true energy and blocked them in front of his chest with a kick of his toes.

His defensive counterattack is worthy of being a master-level method. These tiles are like a large hidden weapon and shot at Chen Yunfeng. With the sound, all the tiles were knocked down by the sword energy, but the few remaining sword energy continued to chase the Jinlun Fawang who was still retreating.

"Wuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu." Chen Yunfeng ignored such unarmed attacks at all.

Jin Lun did this not to attack, but to seize the opportunity. It is most important for a master to fight first, otherwise even a master of the same level will be suppressed. Blocking Chen Yunfeng's front, if he only needs to pause for a moment, then Jinlun can regain the opportunity.

Although Chen Yunfeng hadn't reached the innate realm at this time, none of the unique skills he practiced was stronger than the Golden Wheel Dharma King. The Yuzi Jue in the middle easily picked the two flywheels aside, he slapped out with the palm of his left hand, and a white zhenqi slapped towards the golden wheel with an elusive arc.

"Dragon Elephant Bo Ruogong." Seeing the strange qi appearing out of nowhere, Jinlun Fawang shouted loudly, his hands instantly became like white jade, and the deep depression on his forehead also emitted a crystal white light. His palms were on his chest The defensive posture was prepared in the previous one.

Seeing that Bai Hong's palm strength was about to be reached, Jinlun Fawang slapped his hands forward, and the two huge forces plus the force formed by his true qi slapped at Bai Hong's true qi. Around Chen Yunfeng's hand, this Bai Hong's true qi suddenly turned sharply. Pat to Jinlun's left arm.

"Crack." There was a crisp sound, and Jinlun's body couldn't help shaking. Although this long-distance true energy didn't pose a great threat to an innate master like him, it could affect his actions. In just a flash, Chen Yunfeng had already Rushing in front of him, the heavy sword in his hand pierced Jin Lun's arm with a whimper.

"Yeah..." Jinlun Fawang stomped his feet and fell into the room under his feet. Just as Chen Yunfeng chased him down, the Jinlun Fawang crashed out of the wall like a wild boar. When Chen Yunfeng followed, Jinlun Fawang had already jumped onto the wall Chukou shouted.

"Golden Wheel Fawang, I see you flee there."

Chen Yunfeng let out a low cry and was about to drive Jinlun out of Xiangyang. At this moment, four lamas jumped over the fence with handy shovels in their hands, and surrounded Chen Yunfeng in the middle.

"Hahaha Chen Yunfeng, don't you think you are the best in martial arts in the world, let the four protectors of Tianlong Temple teach you your skills today, and I'm going to catch Guo Jing and Huang Rong." Jinlun Fawang said with a big smile on the wall.

Chen Yunfeng looked at the four monks. They were only fifty years old, with sunken foreheads and shining eyes. Although they were not as powerful as Jinlun Fawang, they were definitely not easy characters to deal with.

"Four masters, aren't you also the assistants of the Mongols in attacking the Song Dynasty?" Chen Yunfeng said in a deep voice with his epee slightly lowered.

"Stop talking nonsense, let's accept the move." A lama said loudly with a shovel in his hand.

These monks fought as soon as they said they would, and four handy shovels flew towards Chen Yunfeng from four directions, and Chen Yunfeng also secretly shoveled them.

Since he was angry, there should not have been these four Tibetan monks in this scene, but now these guys appeared because of his appearance, making his calculations come to nothing;
He was about to speak well to let the monks leave, but unexpectedly they started fighting first. Seeing four flying shovels coming towards him, the epee in Chen Yunfeng's hand turned sharply and drew towards these heavy weapons.

Amidst the sound of clanging, the four flying shovels bounced in all directions, but they were caught in the hands of four monks in the air. These monks were all powerful in arms, and their internal strength should not be underestimated. His palms were shocked when they fought against each other on the first day of junior high school. He felt slightly numb, if his own strength was not so powerful that it was difficult to match in the world, this first move would have been abolished by the flying shovels of these four monks.

"Good martial arts, great strength." The head monk gave a big praise, but the handy shovels in his hands didn't stop at all. The four monks swung violently, and the four handy shovels aimed at Chen Yunfeng's head and slapped it down.

"What the hell is this?" Chen Yunfeng cursed secretly. This kind of chain attack from the sky is not easy to block, even if his strength is stronger, but Chen Yunfeng has a lot of tricks. As soon as he lifted his left hand from the sky, the Shaoshang and Shaoze swords on the thumb and little finger suddenly burst out with streaks of colorless true energy.

"Chi Chi Chi Chi."

Several sword qi burst through the air in the blink of an eye, and several monks in the air suddenly felt the danger, and hurriedly blocked their handy shovels in front of the sword qi.

Chen Yunfeng usually doesn't use this six-meridian sword except for plotting against people. This time, he was forced to make a move because the opponent's strange joint attack was too sharp. When the powerful sword energy blocked the four monks, Chen Yunfeng let out a rage Drink, the epee in his hand was like a steel whip drawn towards the head monk.

It was convenient to shovel after being hit by the Six-Meridian Divine Sword. The huge force from above startled these monks, and they were able to force them back a few meters away. This kind of sword energy reminded them of something.

Seeing Chen Yunfeng's epee strike, the monk in charge blocked the shovel upwards, and the other three monks also joined forces to block the shovel from below.

"when"

A long echo came out, and Chen Yunfeng's violent strike, which weighed seven or eight thousand catties, was unexpectedly blocked. Not only was it blocked, it also bounced him back to his original position from mid-air.

It turned out that these four monks also practiced Dragon Elephant Boruo Kung Fu, plus the technique of imparting kung fu practiced by the eminent monks of Tianlong Temple according to the martial arts left by Jiumozhi before. , although it is far inferior to Chen Yunfeng and Jinlun Fawang, but once the four of them attack together, their strength is much stronger than Chen Yunfeng.

"Stacking attacks is a very good method." Chen Yunfeng also opened his mouth and praised.

Although he was blocked by several people, he still didn't feel any danger. No matter how perfect the combined attack was, he would be broken by each one. He never believed that there is any perfect formation without flaws.

Chen Yunfeng could hear the sound of fighting going on around him, but the Jinlun Fawang still lit the fire, and he moved his heavy sword once again to stab the head monk.

As soon as he made a move, the handy shovels in the hands of the four monks stood in front of him as if they were being used by one person. Chen Yunfeng didn't want to fight with them, so he turned his body and cast the spiral nine shadows in the Nine Yin movement method. In the blink of an eye, nine A phantom surrounded the four monks, and sword lights stabbed at the vital points of these monks separately.

　I beg for the monthly pass in everyone's hands~~~~ I am a little helpless and ask for one.
　　
　
(End of this chapter)