Taoist Master wants to live forever

Chapter 96 Dragging into the ground

Under the blessing of the iron-grinding strength gathered in the arm, the air was like thick mercury, and a dull sound like thunder was made.

The thunderbolt strings and bows are like thunder, and the collapse is like castration, like the sky is falling!

This punch was firmly stamped on the monk's chest.

However, the moment he was knocked away, the monk used the force of twisting his waist in the air to throw the Modao in his hand casually.

Like a sharp arrow, it shoots as fast as lightning.

Wen Lianggong was caught off guard, and he only had time to turn slightly sideways before the Mo Dao plunged straight into his left shoulder.

He couldn't help but groan, pressed the handle of the knife to stop the penetrating force of the long-handled Mo Dao, and pulled it out without any hesitation.

"Looks like you're out of arms."

Seeing the monk getting up like nothing, a smile appeared on Wen Lianggong's face. He wielded this long-handled Mo Dao quite skillfully. It was said to be a Mo Dao. The blade was straight, open at both ends, and the silver light was shining. Bright, long-handled pole made of unknown steel, with a total length of three meters.

It's very heavy and fits easily in his hands.

Under the incomplete memory that I had read from Lu Bu's weapons, he was not only superb in the use of long and heavy weapons, but he was also extremely proficient in it. With a little adaptation, he could turn out a few flowers.

As for the penetrating wound on his shoulder caused by the long-handled knife, the muscles squirmed and closed the wound. If you don't look carefully, you can't even see the thin line of the wound.

Even so, it still had an impact on his combat effectiveness.

He needs to take some time to adapt. If he is just arrogant, he will never survive long against such a powerful enemy.

When the monk heard this, a smile appeared on his face: "Do you know why I keep this bronze statue skill?"

As he finished speaking, the muscles around his body squirmed slightly, and a layer of bronze covered his body, making him look like a bronze man for a moment.

"Train your body horizontally?!"

Wen Lianggong raised his eyebrows and his heart skipped a beat. He was in urgent need of training!

"Of course." The monk stretched his body and tilted his neck, which was almost thicker than his head.

"The Bronze Statue Kung Fu penetrates the whole body and strengthens the body. It is invulnerable to swords and guns, and is invulnerable to water and fire!"

"It's exactly what I need."

Hearing Wen Lianggong's plain expression as if he was as relaxed as picking something out of a bag, even with his temperament, he couldn't help but feel a twinge of anger rising in his heart.

"Then let me see if you are qualified."

The monk's body bowed slightly, his waist sank, and then the leg power exploded in an instant, directly causing cracks in the extremely hard ground. The man was like a cannonball, with a terrifying scream, and rushed towards him in an instant. Gentle and respectful.

The fierce wind caused by it blew Wen Lianggong's hair back, and the monk's raised fist seemed to be able to smash everything in front of him.

clang!

The sound of metal and iron mingled instantly. The long-handled Mo Dao in Wen Lianggong's hand gathered all the strength of his body, and the burst of iron-grinding power was wrapped around the tip of the knife.

It pierced the monk's chest, and then exploded into brilliant sparks.

Although the opponent's punch distance was controlled, under the violent impact, the overwhelming force was transmitted to him along the long-handled Mo Dao. The strong driving force directly pushed him out, and two clearly visible plows were There were traces of it until the end of the long handle touched the wall, and it finally stopped.

Watching the monk slowly retract his fist, Wen Lianggong's upper and lower muscles were tangled like tree roots, and the veins all over his body were squirming like a flower blooming on his body.

In order to resist the opponent, he also expended a lot of energy.

"Golden muscles and jade bones, as big and small as you want. I didn't expect you to train your body to this extent. You have awakened such a talent."

The monk sighed with great envy: "If I had the same talent as you, how could I end up in this situation." Wen Lianggong also knew what the monk said about the golden ribs and jade bones. The innate characteristics of Iron Bone.

Moreover, from the transformation of the steel and iron bones, his bones are still constantly being transformed from his awakening to the present. Bones are even being proliferated in some places, and the rib gaps in front of his chest are slowly being filled with proliferated bones.

"Can't your contemporaries speak in a unified way? Calling each other like this will confuse people!"

After blurting out a rant, Wen Lianggong slightly retracted the long-handled sword at an angle. Seeing that there was only a white dot mark on the monk's chest, he couldn't help but ask: "Does it hurt?"

"Pain? I haven't felt pain for a long time. I hope you can bring it to me."

Although the conversation between the two sounded calm and relaxed, the movements of their men suddenly became violent and they got into a fight instantly.

Wen Lianggong did not carry the long-handled Mo Dao to attack. Although he was skillful in using it, if he used a weapon that was not his own against such an opponent, it would be like putting himself in danger.

The two fists and feet intertwined, you came and I went, the fists were fierce.

In the end, Wen Lianggong punched the monk twice, opened his arms suddenly, and pounced on the monk in a posture similar to a bear hug.

He has found that the monk is basically not defensive about his fists and kicks, but he needs to concentrate on the opponent's attacks.

If he can't find a way to get close to attack, he will suffer a big loss if he attacks with normal fists and kicks.

The opponent's horizontal body was extremely hard, and even the strength of the counter-shock made his finger bones feel numb.

The best way to deal with it is to attack and kill with a hug.

Bang!

Wen Lianggong stepped forward, pushed his knees in, focusing on the lower body, punched and pointed, and punched directly into the eyes.

Only in this way can the monk be able to avoid being unscrupulous.

"It seems that your horizontal training is still protected."

The monk struggled hard. There was a huge contrast between his tone and body movements, and he said calmly: "If I had practiced to be able to have no leakage all over my body, why would I fight you to death like this?"

Wen Lianggong grinned and gradually put more force on his hands. He found that the monk's fists and feet were good, but his ground-hugging skills were extremely blinding.

To be honest, people who studied martial arts in ancient times would not have considered fighting on the ground as their first priority. Use palms, fists, and elegant body skills.

Who wants to flop on the ground for a long time? Even if they win the opponent, they will be covered in mud and completely affect their image as a master.

As a result, the monk was very unfamiliar with ground fighting. Several times he tried to push Wen Lianggong away with all his strength, but was caught in an extremely sophisticated and unexpected way.

In a life-and-death fight, Wen Lianggong wouldn't care about his ruthless tactics, specializing in the monk's lower body, temples, back of the head, eyes, ears, and specialized fatal acupuncture points on the human body.

Sure enough, without practicing the hood, the monk's movements quickly slowed down and even became extremely stiff.

Wen Lianggong even had the energy to ask.

"Aren't you in pain?"

"...A bit. This body has been through too long. If a little more force is applied, it will probably fall apart in an instant."

Wen Lianggong raised his eyebrows, kept moving his hands, and opened his five fingers to use the force of grabbing to break the opponent's horizontal training. Although his body was still extremely tough, he could still cause damage.

(End of this chapter)