lethal arsenal

Chapter 51 Fighting Invincible!

There are probably no ifs in the world.

If there hadn’t been this request for a trip, Cui Yingying would still have had a good time in Shengjiao, majestic and well-dressed, besides being able to enjoy delicious food from time to time, once a year, she could also go to the south and sit in a big cafe to enjoy a black and white silent movie addiction.

Those blond-haired, blue-eyed, high-nosed Rakshas without braids, the exquisite and weird Western buildings, and the big iron bumps that are steaming are simply another world.

She hated this decadent and decaying era, hated the chaotic world, like a fish desperately struggling in the dry water, she couldn't get past the gate of heaven above her head from beginning to end.

boom!
Cui Yingying's eyelids trembled, her pupils trembled, and she thought to herself, can't she escape?It's a pity that the white suit has not been changed and washed.

A sharp iron arrow pierced through Yintang.

The skull was originally the hardest bone in the human body.

But this arrow was shot from the Heavenly Wolf Bow of Chen Yucheng, King of Hundred Battles in the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom, there is absolutely no possibility of missing it!
Otherwise, the prince of the King of England can be directly sacked.

Today's Tianping Army is in full swing and does not support idlers or incompetent people.

The arrow was extremely fast, and a small blood-red flower bloomed on the skull. Cui Yingying didn't feel the amazing pain, and the world was completely dimmed.

She fell on her back.

He was dressed in plain black at the time of his death.

……

The astonishing bowstring sound contained indescribable terror.

The sonic boom was like thunder.

The Holy Mother of Wudang was startled in her heart, thinking that the arrow was killing herself, her body couldn't help but pause, looking for the sound of the arrow piercing through the air, she turned her head to look, this was completely subconscious instinct.

Logically speaking, a martial artist as powerful as the Madonna of Wudang should be able to control this instinct of the body.

It's just that the explosive power of King Ying's arrow is too strong, the sky is covered with killing intent, and the sound of the arrow is like thunder, which still affects her after all.

And at this moment, Lin Dong, how could he let go of such an opportunity.

The battlefield was changing rapidly, and the distance between the two was only three feet. Lin Dong twisted his waist like a dragon snake, and using his elbow as a knife, he hit a counterattack from behind, and slammed into the head of the Madonna of Wudang.

Wudang turned his head, his eyes slightly angry and frightened.

Her bright red eyes filled with bloodshot eyes suddenly shed two lines of blood and tears, hanging on her face.

Holding a big gun, Ma Xinyi, who was about to come to help, was swept away by those bloody eyes, and felt creepy.

It's like praying to Buddha in a big temple deep in the mountains, when you hook your head down, there is an extra perspective in the dark, and you can easily see that Guan Zizai, who is sitting on the lotus platform, is staring at him with a strange expression, and his scalp is numb.

It's just that Lin Dong's mind is like a knife at this moment, and his energy and spirit are completely gathered together. He doesn't even pay attention to the terrifying sound of bowstrings. This kind of bloody face can't scare him at all.

In Lin Dong's head, he only had the idea of ​​defeating this evil Bodhisattva.

He wants to win!
"Om mani padme hum!"

The six-character mantra erupted from the mouth of the Wudang Holy Mother in an instant, as if an invisible sledgehammer struck heavily on Lin Dong's celestial spirit cap.

puff.

A mouthful of blood gushed out of the throat cavity, sprayed between the lips and teeth, and swallowed it abruptly into the abdomen.

The tip of Lin Dong's nose oozes blood beads, and the affix [Quick Healing] is hot, but his figure is only advancing and not retreating.

boom!
The tip of the tongue pressed against the gums, and all the energy and energy in one mouthful was contained in this ultimate move.

Master Ruan used his elbow as a saber, slashing fiercely on the bloody and tearful head.

Ma Xinyi's eyelids twitched, as if he saw the evil Bodhisattva in the great temple deep in the mountains, whose head was decapitated by a meteor-like blow.

The broken delicate head was like a watermelon smashed by a sledgehammer, falling apart!
Headless monk's robe, holding a one-legged bronze lance in his left hand, standing upright without falling down, Lin Dong turned around impressively at this time.

"color!"

Chen Yucheng, the king of heaven on the city wall, gave a loud drink and clapped his hands.

He originally wanted to see the results of the military training. Ma Xinyi's performance was not bad, but it was a surprise that Lin Dong made a move.

Not everyone can kill the Holy Mother of Wudang.

Catch orders and put them right.

Chen Yucheng didn't dare to say that he could win this round steadily.

The whole system of a secret religious society like the White Lotus Sect is messy. It's not that it's not weak, but it's more chaotic than the fragmented Taiping Army.

The White Lotus Sect has been gaining momentum since the Ming Dynasty.

There are many religious names, such as Jinchan, Wuwei, Longhua, Wudang, Wukong, Huanyuan, Maitreya, Jingkong, etc. Dozens of teachings and regulations.

The two most prosperous branches today are the Saintess and Maitreya.

Both teams bet on the Nian Army.

However, one bet on Su Tianfu, the commander of the Nian Army Uprising.

The other team was in charge of Miao Peilin, who was in charge of one side of the alliance with tens of thousands of soldiers.

Standing behind the saint is the self-proclaimed Confucianism, Buddhism and Taoism, the chief commander of the Wusheng mother.

Standing behind Maitreya Buddha is the future World Honored One who has suddenly emerged.

In addition, there is also a White Lotus Sect faction that is linked to martial arts. I don't know the specific business, but it is a secret association anyway.

What is being promoted is that the southern fist goes north, and the northern fist goes south, a lot of things are messed up.

These news are not worth mentioning compared to military and political events.

Chen Yucheng didn't pay much attention to it.

But there is no doubt about one thing, that is, adding all these current forces together, Wudang Shengmao can sit in the first few chairs with her astonishing martial arts.

But he was besieged and killed here.

If she broke through with all her strength, she would just run and not fight, Chen Yucheng thought, even with the small number of people in the county, even if they opened the bloody formation, they might not be able to keep her. In the end, they were still too proud.

In addition, there is that kid who is too powerful——Chen Yucheng's eyes lingered on Lin Dong for a moment.

"When the world is evil, it is not enough to praise. If you can completely return to your subordinates..."

Chen Yucheng's eyes flickered.

……

boom!
With a punch, the wooden post opened a crack, and then fell apart.

Lin Dong twitched his eyelids, his power was enough, but he still disliked his vigor, his eyes were filled with a bit of fierceness.

Lin Dong's wrist bones are thick, there should be affixes that subtly transform his body, coupled with the hard training during this period of time, two parts of the spear are hidden in the punches he punches, the spear of the big gun.

"Very good."

Ma Xinyi, who was on the side, stepped forward to carefully look at the scattered wood stubble, and praised him.

Thirteen days have passed since Cui Yingying's death.

Every day there is a wind from Luzhou, saying that Bao Chao, the commander of the Tingzi Battalion of the Hunan Army, where has he gone? How far is it from Shucheng, how far is it from Lujiang Mansion, and how far is it from Luzhou County?

In short, it sounds like the flames of war have been ignited.

Naturally, King Chen Yucheng also rushed back to Luzhou Mansion to preside over the overall situation.

As soon as the cannon rang, the gold was ten thousand taels.

As Ma Xinyi is a chief official, his affairs have correspondingly increased. However, even in this situation, Lao Ma dedicated an hour every day to lecture Lin Dong on boxing scriptures.

Mainly because of Chi You's practice.

The gap between the two brothers also seemed to be invisible because of the battle of the White Lotus Sect, and the relationship gradually reconciled as before.

"It's just that your strength is not enough for the work. You rely on the strength of a lion and tiger and your physique. Breaking the wooden pile is not right from the perspective of a gun."

Ma Xinyi explained lightly.

He lightly stroked the cracks in the stubble of wood with his fingers, closed his eyes, felt the rest of his fist for a moment, and then continued: "You still have a knife in your fist, it's not pure!"

Lin Dong rubbed his chin, the green stubble on his head protruding from his head, he frowned and said, "But I can't forget the saber technique, it's almost melted into my flesh and blood."

Ma Xinyi laughed dumbfounded.

"Stinky boy, what are you showing off in front of me! I don't know where you got your sword skills."

"However, you have to remember! Palm is a knife, fist is a gun! Now you hold a gun and don't practice a knife!"

"The style of play is strong. The strong point is that martial artists have their own rhythm. You can use swords and guns for a while, but you can't interfere with your own rhythm. This is number one."

"Secondly, practicing guns is practicing boxing strength. Chiyou Dalian is a combination of Chiyou spears and Wujiaquan, but Chiyou spears should be the main one, and Wujiaquan is just to make up for the lack of short punches in boxing."

"Practicing the gun is to develop punching strength. Once you get the punching strength, you will find that this kind of strength is wonderful."

"It will melt into the brain, just like your current knife skills, the knife comes from instinct."

"If a person has two hands, they are two short spears! If a person has two legs, they are two big guns!"

"The Paoquan I taught you is different from Xingyi's big pole. Don't keep thinking about putting that little bit of dragon shape into your fist or gun! This is wrong!"

"In the whole world, there is no one who knows how to run before walking. What's more, your kid wants to fly first and then walk. This is wrong! You can't practice it."

"Paoquan has only one word, and as a basis, it is Zha!"

"There is only one word for Chi You's Spear, and that is stab! To stab is also to pierce! It is different from Taijimen and Xingyimen Thirteen Spears. You can't think about it and mix things that you don't understand at all, and mix them with what I teach you."

"You are tyrannical now, relying on your physical tyranny!"

"It's not that it's bad!"

"It's just that you can—better!"

"You have to do as I taught you. Now you are a piece of He's Bi! And I am that craftsman. What I want to do is to carve you into—Jiulong Yuxi, the most precious treasure in the world!"

I have to say that Ma Xinyi speaks really well when he is the coach.

Boxing, spear, easy to understand.

To practice Chiyou's martial arts is to practice Chiyou's spear skills, and to practice Chiyou's spear skills is to practice Paoquan.

All martial arts have the same energy, and what you need to practice is to practice one energy into juice and melt it into your head.

After ten days, Lin Dong has gained a lot.

"got it."

Lin Dong nodded like a chicken pecking rice.

Ma Xinyi broke out in sweat, grabbed another piece of wood, put it upright, and said, "Come on, try again, remember, what I want to see is a round hole the size of a fist, not a piece of rotten wood."

Lin Dong straightened his thoughts, exhaled lightly, squeezed his five fingers together and made a fist, just when he was about to exert strength.

"Eat, Yuanjue, big brother."

Susu's gentle voice came.

There were no other women in Lin Dong's room, and the little girl gradually took on the air of a hostess.

Ma Xinyi patted Lin Dong on the shoulder and said, "I have other things to do today, so I can't accompany you guys. You should practice hard. Chi You practiced his style of play. I have already passed on all the techniques to you. I won't be here for a few days."

"Those squires are restless, I have to teach them a lesson. You have a very high level of understanding, and you should practice boxing early. Now that Luzhou is in trouble again, it's time for you."

In the past few days, during the conversation, Lin Dong also knew that Ma Xinyi seemed to be hiding some thoughts.

However, I haven't given him a thorough understanding yet, and it is estimated that there is a big event to be done.

Lin Dong knew it well, and immediately said: "Brother, don't worry, I'll save it."

(End of this chapter)