The Green Shirts in the Martial Arts Rivers and Lakes

Chapter 298 Battle

Where the cold wind passes, frost and snow fly.

In the chilling air, three figures faced each other from a distance.

Seeing Chen Zhuo's six-armed move, the eyes of Jintai Monk and Li Cunxiao all lit up.

A talented genius may be a rarity in the eyes of ordinary people, but in their eyes, who is not?

Such talent may be surprising, but it cannot be moving.

Furthermore, Chen Zhuo's origin is mysterious, and although Li Cunxiao is invincible in the world, and his army can defeat Yi, but facing this person who always exists in the rumors and lives in the legends, anyone has to be afraid, even if it is not the real one.

Monk Jintai was the same way, he seemed to stand casually, but he was the first to guard against Chen Zhuo.

The two of them are able to have today's climate, thanks to the gift of the person surnamed Chen. Naturally, they look forward to the ability of the instigator of all these things, wanting to prove that they are better than blue, or want to see what this person is doing. the road.

"Go in!" Chen Zhuo said.

As soon as he said a single word, there was a strong wind blowing from the left and right around him.

Seeing that Chen Zhuo wanted to fight two with one, Li Cunxiao said with a smile: "Then you have to fight, don't die!"

Monk Jintai followed and said, "I've offended you!"

After finishing speaking, both fists are close in sight.

Chen Zhuo seemed to have returned to the scene where he punched to the flesh again. With a movement of both fists, his arms were raised flat.

"Bang! Bang!"

After a few muffled sounds, all three of them were hit in the chest, only attacking but not defending.

Chen Zhuo received two punches, while Li Cunxiao and Jin Tai each received one punch from him.

After the strength of the punch was lost, he suddenly rubbed his body in, stretched his arms, and lashed at the chests of the two of them like soft whips.

Now, when it comes to mental power, he has "The Dafa of Dao Heart Planting Demons", and on internal power, he has "Nine Suns Divine Art", which is even more ingenious in offensive and defensive ways, and there are many magical skills and insights from the deity; Based on his means, he naturally has the confidence to fight two against one.

Looking at the world, he is not afraid of anyone.

As soon as the whip hand fell, with the power of thought and the blessing of true energy, every move had already been extraordinary, and the moment the two of them hit each other, they both flew backwards and backwards, and the snow flew beside them.

In an instant, as if the curtain of a fierce battle had been lifted, Chen Zhuo followed closely with strides. With his hands stretched out, he was already grasping the wrists of the two of them. The four arms behind his back turned into several shadows at the same time, stretching and puffing like long spears. Dot piercing is like an arrow leaving the string, and it is as fast as a random arrow.

His body is not as good as the fists of the deity, who have been tempered and overbearing, so the six arms are manifested, and changes are more important.

Now once it is used, the shadows of the heavy fists are like the power of a thousand arms, and they can attack with all their might.

The Jintai monk was in mid-air, a pair of big sleeves fluttered and stretched suddenly, as if a blue cloud was drifting past in front of his eyes, with a swipe and a swipe, the infusion of true energy was as strong as gold and iron, and Chen Zhuo's grasp was blown away, even more blocking A few fist shadows were played.

Li Cunxiao, on the other hand, was a little unscrupulous relying on his outstanding external skills, he neither hid nor defended, and let the shadow of the stormy fist add to his body without feeling the pain at all. With a jerk, he used a kite to turn over, stabilized his center of gravity in mid-air, clenched a fist with his right hand, and punched Chen Zhuo fiercely in the heart.

He pushed his punch to the limit, but Chen Zhuojue didn't dodge it, and let the punch hit his chest.

The Jintai monk was about to strike back, but the moment Li Cunxiao's punch touched Chen Zhuo, it was as if he had hit a ball of cotton suddenly, the punch was deflected, and the strength was slanted, as if being led crookedly, and came towards him .

"Ok?"

Surprised, Jin Tai greeted him with a flick of his sleeves and resolved it.

Li Cunxiao was also taken aback, then looked at Chen Zhuo's green robe swaying, as if there was a breeze swirling inside, the water rippled, creating layers of ripples, but he punched again with burning eyes.

Sure enough, he punched out, and the moment the punch landed, he felt an indescribable spiral force under the clothes that took his punch aside, and instead attacked the golden platform.

Jin Tai's eyes lit up, his fists were running, he parried Li Cunxiao's punch, and he was about to launch a quick attack on Chen Zhuo.

It's just that the moment he started his hands, he suddenly saw Chen Zhuo's head suddenly twisted on his neck, and his neck moved lightly. The brilliance flashed on his face that had nothing at all, and there was a blue-faced and long-toothed face. It's the essence, but a mass of black air condensed, struggled and flew away from the face, turned into a mass of shadows, and rushed towards Li Cunxiao.

One hair moves the whole body, one facial make-up only starts, nine facial make-ups appear one after another on Chen Zhuo's face, none of them are physical objects, but transformed from spirit; It is a dead thing, but it turns into a living thing in the eyes of Monk Jintai and Li Cunxiao, and it becomes the face of the person they care about in their hearts, there are men and women, old and young, they speak loudly, wink and smile, it's all right. lifelike.

As long as the facial makeup floated in front of his eyes, Monk Jintai felt that there were many phantoms in the snow. Those familiar faces instantly had bodies, limbs, walking around, and he could hear a few familiar shouts in his ears. Incomparable.

"What a wonderful spiritual method!"

Monk Jintai glanced at it, and was shocked in his heart. This facial makeup can arouse other people's emotions.

Li Cunxiao was also slightly taken aback.

But when the two of them reacted, Chen Zhuo had already retreated into the wind and snow, hiding behind those ten facial makeups, it was hard to distinguish the true from the false among the numerous phantoms, hiding his murderous intentions.

"Roar!"

Faced with this intangible and intangible method, Li Cunxiao suddenly raised his head to the sky and roared like a lion like a tiger. His majestic voice echoed between the sky and the earth. His hands were flaring wildly, his face was distorted, his breath was long and almost endless, and the snow was blowing on his head. The brush is like a waterfall flowing backwards, and it is like a white water curtain hanging high in the air.

The gravel trembled and flew all over the ground.

"Ha ha."

Suddenly he heard a faint chuckle from behind him, Li Cunxiao let out a roar, turned around to look, and the moment he turned his head, he saw a big hand grabbing his neck, then raised his hand and threw it into the air.

The person who punched took advantage of the situation to pursue and caught up with a few strides. All six arms were clenched into fists. The fists were like random arrows, and they hit Li Cunxiao in midair like a violent storm. The six arms were like twisting and trembling long whips, whipping and hitting , the red glow flowing on it, only tore the broken armor to pieces.

It lasted for four or five breaths, and as soon as the power of the fist was exhausted, Chen Zhuo jumped up and smashed down with one knee, like a heavy hammer, hitting Li Cunxiao's chest, and the two of them fell from the air together.

"Wow!"

Dust and smoke rose everywhere, and Li Cunxiao fell into the big pit, opening his mouth to spew blood mist.

Chen Zhuo turned over and fell down, turned his head to look at the Jintai monk, and grinned, but he didn't make a move, but turned his eyes to Li Cunxiao again, squinted down, and said softly: "It's not enough, When do you wait?"

Although Li Cunxiao vomited blood in his mouth, he giggled like crazy when he heard the words, and immediately stood up on the ground. Only under the gaze of Jintai monk and Chen Zhuo, his breath sank and slowed down, and his dry and thin body burst out. There was a "cracking" sound, and the sound was out of control, like a series of firecrackers on the ground, which lasted for more than a hundred.

"It's so fucking enjoyable!"

(End of this chapter)