Swordsman in Tianlong

()Chapter 27 Beauty in the Coffin

Yun Zhonghe sent such a sliver of internal energy into Chu Feng's sea of ​​qi. Although he had no intention of doing so, he made Chu Feng suffer bad luck. A trace of internal energy helps, making it harder to restrain.

Chu Feng only felt strands of energy leaving his body, following the hand-shaoyin lung meridian, and pouring it into the Yun Zhonghe's body.

It's just that no one thought that Chu Feng's heart was depressed, and Yun Zhonghe's face on the other side changed drastically when he saw Chu Feng's complexion. Slamming, he didn't even notice the strands of energy pouring into his body from his right palm.

Qiao Feng's left hand connected to Duan Yanqing's Yang finger force accumulated all his life, and the two people's internal forces converged on the iron staff, which has become a situation of competing internal forces.He saw that Chu Feng was punched by Yun Zhonghe until he vomited blood, not to mention the heavy acupoint in the middle of the mutton, which is the root of a person's internal strength.Concentrating the five fingers of the right palm, adding more strength to the "Dragon Capture Kungfu"...

Yun Zhonghe punched heavily again and again, but the suction force on his right palm didn't seem to weaken at all, and the dragon catching skill behind his back showed his power again.He was flustered and panicked, and he swung his left fist even more joyfully.

In fact, everyone in the field, even if it was Qiao Feng who came here, would not dare to let Yun Zhonghe hit the acupuncture points around his body at will. This has nothing to do with courage and skill, but from the first day he practiced internal power. His mentor Xuan Ku once pointed to "Tanzhong" and told him that "the eight extraordinary meridians and the twelve orthodox meridians all originate from this..." No matter which way of kung fu, protecting the vital organs of the chest and abdomen is the top priority.

Chu Feng was punched hard by Yun Zhonghe for the first time, no matter how difficult it is to control his internal strength, the rivers and rivers flowed backwards.However, the Crane Fist in the Cloud is close to the body, insisting on sending its own internal energy into Chu Feng's body.This back and forth was like a samsara, the internal force poured out from Chu Feng's body, circulated in the Yunzhonghe meridian, and then sent back into the body through his left fist.

During this back and forth, one of the two had intentions, let alone "intentions", Yun Zhonghe wouldn't know that there is such a strange technique in the world even if he thought about it.He just watched Chu Feng's mouth bleeding more and more under his heavy punch, and only thought that he had seen Qiao Feng's "Taizu Long Fist" a few times, and his boxing skills had greatly improved.In fact, the so-called "heavy punch" in his mind landed on Chu Feng's chest, and the internal force poured directly into the sea of ​​qi in the mutton. With a little force from the punch, it hurt Chu Feng's body, but it was just some skin trauma.

After Yun Zhonghe punched ten times, Chu Feng was surprised to find that although his internal energy was still in danger of being poured back, it was actually three points deeper than before.Under the ebb and flow, Yun Zhonghe was startled to feel that the suction from his right palm was a little less, and his face showed a little joy.In fact, it was just because Chu Feng forcibly poured his internal energy into him, and the internal energy of the two of them had gradually become equal.

But right now, Chu Feng's appearance is really not good. The wound Sun Sanba left on his face, when he was fighting with Yun Zhonghe, split open again, and pools of blood flowed out; He was holding Dichen, but the tip of his sword was on the ground, and he obviously had no strength to fight anymore, not to mention the bloodstains on his right shoulder that extended to the front and back of his elbow, which was horrifying; Needless to say, the clothes were wrinkled, outsiders looked at Yun Zhonghe's fists, and they couldn't help worrying that Chu Feng's chest would be smashed through him forcefully.

The dark clouds came again, and the whole world became dark. Although Yun Zhonghe felt a little weak, he only thought that he had used too much internal energy, not to mention that his attention was mostly on Qiao's "Dragon Capture Skill", It was even more difficult to realize that less than half of his internal energy had been sucked away by Chu Feng.He looked at the blood overflowing from the corner of Chu Feng's mouth, and the weaker and weaker suction on his right palm, and exclaimed with some complacency, "You madman, you can't laugh anymore!"

The tip of Chu Feng's tongue touched his teeth, and there was a sharp pain, and he cursed secretly in his heart: "You are the one who wants to laugh, your whole family wants to laugh..." In the final analysis, the danger of Jiang He's backwashing is just that Chu Feng's internal strength is far inferior to Yun's. Zhonghe.But right now, Qiao Feng was being held back desperately by Duan Yanqing, and Elder Wu didn't know what he was doing, so he never came over.Chu Feng found that Yun Zhonghe was doing the work of "instilling internal energy into the enemy's body" like crazy when he saw blood spitting out of his mouth. Thinking about it, he just bit the tip of his tongue and let the blood flow for a while...

The clouds move, the wind rises.

On the Yishui, there are layers of waves, and the tranquility seen in the morning is no longer there.

Chu Feng felt a little emotional in his heart, and secretly restrained his mind, thinking about the yin and lung meridians of his hands, and slowly buffered the revitalized true qi into the sea of ​​qi. Now that the danger of "backflow of rivers and rivers" has been resolved, Chu Feng rarely relaxes his mind, savoring the internal force of gain and loss, and the inner force of loss and return circulates in his body.While carrying the strength of Qiao Feng's "Dragon Capture Kungfu", Yun Zhonghe continued to hammer Chu Feng's chest.

With one punch down, the true energy in Chu Feng's body became stronger; with one punch down, Yun Zhonghe felt more and more tired all over his body.After a while, Chu Feng clearly felt the internal force coming from above the thumb of Yun Zhonghe's right hand, and the situation of host and guest changed. , inhale the dantian from the Shaoyin lung meridian of the hand.

Yun Zhonghe was terrified, looking at the smile on Chu Feng's face again, he didn't understand why his internal energy kept losing.While walking in the rivers and lakes, he also heard that there is an "Old Immortal of Xingxiu" in the Western Regions who is best at transforming people's internal strength, turning people into nothingness after years of hard work.It is said that he is an old man with white hair and childlike face, who looks like a fairy, but behaves like a demon.

Qiao Feng also didn't know that the changes had happened early, seeing the two of them standing still, he was even more worried, and the internal energy on his right palm increased again.

At the beginning, Yun Zhonghe's internal strength was not damaged, and he was able to withstand the strength of Qiao Feng's "Dragon Capture Kungfu"; but now that the fourth villain in the world has lost most of his internal strength, how can he still hold it, following the strength in Qiao Feng's palm, It was about to float towards him.Seeing that the duck with its beak was about to fly, Chu Feng would not let it go, so he stepped down and flew towards the black coffin together.

Duan Yanqing competed with Qiao Feng's internal strength across the iron stick, but saw that the internal strength on Qiao Feng's left palm decreased again and again, and he couldn't help but feel a little annoyed that he was underestimated.Yun Zhonghe's internal strength was not sustained, and besides Chu Feng, he knew the trick. Even he himself was ignorant.How did Duan Yanqing know that his fourth younger brother was already useless, so taking advantage of Qiao Feng's weak internal strength, he used ventriloquism and said, "Fourth brother, open the coffin and destroy the corpse!" Take the black coffin behind Qiao Feng.

It is not difficult to break a small hole in the black coffin, regardless of the strength of Yiyang finger. Ma Dayuan has no internal energy to protect himself in the black coffin, so the consequences are unpredictable.Without thinking about it, Qiao Feng stepped forward with his left foot, blocking Duan Yanqing's right hand. With a soft "poof", Yiyang fingered his trousers with force, leaving a small hole on his calf, and blood flowed out.But with his obstruction, Yiyang finger's power was exhausted, and only pierced a layer of paint leather on the black coffin.

But in this way, Qiao Feng's heart was still dark. Although he could stop Duan Yanqing's Yi Yang finger, he couldn't stop the Yun Zhonghe caught by his Dragon Capture Kungfu.

In fact, ever since Chu Feng entered Luoyang, he had heard all about Vice-Chairman Ma, and now he heard Duan Yanqing's ventriloquist talk about "opening the coffin and destroying the corpse". "But it's not necessary.

Yun Zhonghe was already deeply in awe of Duan Yanqing, and after listening to his ventriloquist hint, Chu Feng, the only one who could stop him right now, temporarily had the same goal as him, and let go of his right palm.The fourth villain in the world, forced the last ounce of internal strength, and slapped the black coffin lid with one palm.

The coffin lid, which was supposed to be nailed with dozens of spikes, flew away, Yun Zhonghe rushed to the side of the coffin, his left hand pointed like a knife, and he was about to destroy the corpse in the coffin.Chu Feng borrowed his hand to open the coffin lid, wanting to see what this Ma Dayuan, who was completely different from his "impression", looked like, but he would not allow him to destroy the body.

As soon as Chu Feng touched the back of Yunzhonghe's heart with his right hand, he wanted to spit out his inner strength and destroy this guy.There is no psychological pressure on Chu Feng to do things like sucking people's internal energy, especially this kind of flower picker, but it is not a good thing if this kind of thing is publicized.

As soon as Chu Feng touched Yun Zhonghe's back, he felt that the side of his palm was cold at first, and then hot.

As soon as it was cold, it was a long knife that pierced the Yunzhonghe from front to back into a transparent hole, and the blade was pressed against the side of Chu Feng's palm.

A heat, it is the blood of the crane in the cloud, gushing out...

The rain was pattering down, and Chu Feng looked into the coffin with a slightly stiff body.

There is someone in the coffin, and the filial piety is like snow...