The Green Shirts in the Martial Arts Rivers and Lakes

Chapter 301 No Back and forth, Only One Move

Boom boom boom...

Boulders tumbled down, ground springs rushed up, and the surging water pulsed up several feet high, like a waterfall rewinding, scattered into rainstorms all over the sky.

Just now, everything was withered and the vegetation was bleak, but now it has been flooded by earth springs, and it is getting deeper and deeper.

On the rolling turbid waves, there were three figures looking at each other from a distance, they did not sink when they stepped on the waves.

After a few breaths of confrontation, Monk Jintai shook his shoulders violently, his peaceful and rigid face suddenly turned pale and pale as paper, he opened his mouth to choke, and a few bloody arrows shot out from his mouth and nose, impressively Battered.

Li Cunxiao stared straight at Chen Zhuo with his eyes, and slowly raised his hands, only to see that his hands were dark red and black, the whole body was congested with blood, his ten fingers were swollen like a pestle, more than a circle, the palms and backs of the hands were pulsating with the accumulation of energy and blood , still expanding and contracting, trembling again and again, as if out of control.

The madness in Li Cunxiao's eyes remained the same, he clasped his ten fingers tightly again, and the blue veins on the back of his hand suddenly emerged and expanded.

On the other hand, Chen Zhuo's green shirt was a little messy, and his hands were still hanging down naturally, but his fists and eyes were bloodstained, and his white bones were exposed, which was shocking.

Chen Zhuo himself didn't feel any pain, and with a half-smile, he stretched his hands lightly, and said in a flat tone: "Monk, your Yi Jin Jing is still a bit weak, retreat by yourself, if you enter again, you will die. "

Monk Jintai said peacefully, "If you don't face up to difficulties, how can you attain enlightenment?"

When Chen Zhu saw this, he didn't say any more, but looked at Li Cunxiao and said softly, "Quiet!"

He said quietly, and suddenly there was a shallow wave in the square inch where he was standing. The waves passed by, the turbid mud fell, and the turbid waves were as clear as a mirror.

Li Cunxiao's upper body was bent down, his ape's arms were drooping, his shape was like a wild beast, only Chen Zhuo was left in his eyes, full of malice.

Suddenly the water cleared, Li Cunxiao flew out, striding forward on the water surface, like walking on level ground, with a hoarse and weird smile, when he was several zhang away, he stretched out his arms and punched.

Just as he was about to strike, Chen Zhuo flicked his fingers, his fingertips trembled slightly, and a round blood bead flew straight out, splitting into two, covering Li Cunxiao's eyes, powerless and silent.

Li Cunxiao insists that his physical body is invincible in this world, he is not afraid of water, fire, or weapons, not to mention two drops of blood, his eyelids tremble, and the blood drops into his eyes, the world in front of him is instantly bright red.

The next moment, his face changed abruptly, and he saw a figure walking towards the world with blood in his eyes.

"Hey!"

Li Cunxiao immediately raised his breath and shouted loudly, without a moment's hesitation, he punched halfway and immediately added three points of strength. Under the horror of the fist, the water that was originally as quiet as a mirror suddenly trembled and burst into drops of water , The wind and snow stagnate, as if only planning this trick.

coming.

Looking at Chen Zhuo's face, Li Cunxiao's right fist has landed.

After a fight just now, he already felt Chen Zhuo's methods, not to mention far superior to others, but also regarded as unfathomable four words, naturally he has no reservations.

But the moment the fist landed, Li Cunxiao's pupils shrank suddenly, because Chen Zhuo was already in front of him, and he only met Chen Zhuo's eyes, and suddenly felt that his consciousness flew away from his body in a daze.

"Hey hey, it's spiritual practice again? You never get tired of playing it." He laughed maniacally.

But only a different world responded to him.

Corpses with severed arms, white bones, broken guns and broken halberds, devastated everywhere... An indescribably tragic breath rushed to the face in an instant, blood and fire were intertwined, and Li Cunxiao's heart was shocked by the blowing.

Because in this piece of heaven and earth, among the countless broken weapons, there stands a majestic figure.

This figure simply stood there, like a towering solitary peak, unspeakable, looking at each other for a moment, a fist filled his field of vision, as if he had become the only one in the world.

Li Cunxiao's pupils dilated again, everything seemed to be an illusion, the world in front of him repeated as usual; but in front of him, there was indeed a punch coming, the person who punched was Chen Zhuo, with a calm expression, just a punch, a punch that hit everything .

Seeing this punch, Li Cunxiao's heart tightened for some reason, his face twisted suddenly, and he shouted loudly, "Kill!"

Countless twisted tendons on his right arm spread out on the surface of his body one after another, and when he raised his fist again, a huge fan-like gap was torn in front of him, and it went straight for several feet, like a high The water curtain is terrifying to the extreme.

Monk Jintai saw that the two men raised their moves to fight again, and wanted to step into the battle circle again, but when he was about to make a move, his eyes widened suddenly, he stopped, and he groaned coldly at his temples.

I saw the two people fighting on the surface of the water, each punched, they had already passed by, and stood with their backs facing each other.

Everything happened extremely fast, just like a flash.

Compared with Li Cunxiao's astonishing punch, Chen Zhuo's fist was a little understatement, it was just a simple punch, one pinch and one retraction, one release and one retraction, fisting the phoenix eyes, in Li Cunxiao's fist He pecked lightly on his face, and the dust settled.

Li Cunxiao took two steps on the waves, paused, and slowly lowered his hands. Suddenly, pea-sized blood beads secreted from the pores of the entire right arm, followed by several finger joints and elbow joints. The blood arrow soared several feet high.

His lips twitched, and he wanted to speak, but the muscles of his right arm suddenly seemed uncontrollable, squirmed, and rose from the place where Chen Zhuo's fist landed, the muscles and bones vibrated, and then "poof" exploded shoulder-to-shoulder, Scattered into a cloud of blood mist.

It wasn't just his right arm, Li Cunxiao seemed to have lost his breath and strength, his burly body began to shrink back, his thick black hair quickly turned into burnt yellow, then silvery white, and then fell off one after another like withered vegetation.

His skin and flesh also lost their luster, becoming old, shriveled, and eclipsed.

Li Cunxiao was stunned for a moment, looked at his own changes, smiled calmly, then looked hard at the sky, looked at the goose feather flying snow between the sky and the earth, and asked curiously: "What kind of punch is this?"

Chen Zhuo also walked a few steps on the water surface, and replied softly, "There is no back and forth, only one move."

Li Cunxiao's eyes brightened, and he suddenly said thoughtfully: "It turns out that this is the ultimate way of offense and defense; all kinds of wonderful methods and all kinds of miraculous skills are just for the purpose of forging that one punch. Could it be that your punch has already become a punch?" gone?"

His voice was fading, weak and old.

Chen Zhuo shook his head and said, "It's not done yet, it's still on the way."

Li Cunxiao nodded, then laughed loudly, and slowly leaned back: "Hahaha, it's fun, it's fun...in the end...it's defeated...this Taibao will die in peace!"

In the process of falling down, his whole body seemed to be shrunk into a ball, as thin as a bone, with no energy.

"Wow!"

The water splashed, and Li Cunxiao fell into the water, even his body turned into dust, like a rotten wood and rotten shell, scattered in the waves.

Chen Zhuo turned around to look, his eyes flickered in a daze, and suddenly he raised his finger to guide him, picked up an old piece of cloth from the water, his eyes swept over the writing on it, and a strange color flashed in his eyes.

"The golden bell cover... is divided into twelve layers of entrances, both inside and outside..."

Looking at the end, Chen Zhuo's index finger trembled, and the cloth burned out of nowhere and turned into fly ash. At the same time, he turned his neck, looked at Jintai with a smile, and asked, "Monk, but do you want to fight again?"

Jin Tai watched Li Cunxiao dissipate the invisible bones, closed his eyes and proclaimed "Amitabha", and then clasped his hands together again, and replied with a sigh: "The almsgiver's skills are superior, and his concept of attack and defense is far superior to ours, poor monk Ashamed of myself, this battle was lost by the poor monk!"

All that said, let's go back.

(End of this chapter)