Chapter 129: Difficult to win

It is fake to say that one person is not afraid of it. Although I have made great progress in my skills, I can be sure that the Five Abyss is different from the Golden Wheel Dharma King who lacks flexibility. One-on-one or one-on-two, I may win, and if one-on-two, my chances of winning will be extremely slim...

Yideng made a move first, but the two of them felt that Hong Qigong's palm wind seemed to be faster. Before I could react, Hong Qigong's body, who made a move, had already come to me. His palms swung together, and the forceful energy shocked me. Perhaps Guo Jing's skill is a little higher than him now, but Hong Qigong's palm accuracy is better than Guo Jing. After all, he has used the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms for a long time than the latter. When I can't dodge, I have to fight with the sword. Just when the Xuan Iron Sword was about to touch the attacking palms, Yideng's yang finger brushed my sword-holding fists and pointed it towards my right shoulder. One shot first and the other shot first, but it reached the attack target almost at the same time. At the beginning, the methods and cooperation revealed by the two masters surprised me.

The right shoulder was slightly lowered and quickly leaned back. The Xuan Iron Sword also waved to the right. Yideng's hand retreated, but Hong Qigong's palms were unable to avoid it. In desperation, I leaned forward and increased my strength, and rushed forward with my left shoulder. Hong Qigong's palms were combined and pushed up towards me. Shocked by my strong body, Hong Qigong retreated several steps, but my numb left arm had already dropped. Although Yideng retreated, he did not retreat. He hit my chest with one palm as the axis. When I quickly turned around, I had already used the opportunity to swing the Xuan Iron Sword with one hand. Seeing that the opponent avoided his attack, the black iron curtain brought out by the heavy sword had already come close. Yideng seemed to know that the sword was difficult to shake, and he turned over and avoided this sweep.

The three-person battle group burst out with true energy, which made everyone frightened. Hong Qigong's voice sounded, "If you fight alone, Master Yideng and I will definitely not be able to win alone. I think I have been waiting for a long time, but today I will use World War II to deal with a young junior. No matter whether this battle is won or lost, it will be unbelievable." My hand has not stopped, but my expression has become increasingly solemn. Although the sword force of the Xuan Iron Sword made Yideng and Hong Qigong unable to get close to me easily, I, who is almost purely defensive, no longer have the hope of victory.

Anyone present could see that Huang Rong had a sneer on her face, and her hatred eyes were even more focused on me. She was already thinking about how to torture us after I lost. Finally, Hong Qigong put his palms together and clamped the Xuan Iron Sword hard when I raised my sword and stabbed the lamp before I could close the momentum. His feet suddenly rose up. The Xuan Iron Sword was carried up, and my arms were also passively raised. The lamp was opened and I reached my back in a blink of an eye. "The sword cannot be thrown away." This is my mind, in the direction of Hong Qigong.

When I turned, my left rib was hit by a lamp and punched me. Although Yideng's fist was numb, I felt even more uncomfortable. I endured the feeling of vomiting blood. A first-time punch finally stabilized my body. Hong Qigong finally began to fall. Seeing that the yang finger of Yideng had already been clicked, I tried my best to pull the sword down. The sword tip that quickly descended wiped the finger of Yideng's finger and blocked this move. However, when the hilt of the sword hit the ground, Hong Qigong's feet stepped on my shoulders. "Say!" Bent down and hit the outside of his arms.

I was forced to abandon my sword, but I was already supporting my hands and rolling over and hanging upside down, staring at Hong Qigong's back. Even though Hong Qigong was short and dodging quickly, I still stepped on his back heavily, "Drink!" Hong Qigong's back arched. I was bounced open. After several rolls over, I landed on the ground, "It's indeed the weird kung fu in the old poisonous creature, it's interesting." Although blood was oozing at the corner of his mouth, the old beggar still had a smile on his face. Looking at the light, there was no injury except for the two fingers being wiped, and my heart became more and more serious...

The court was surprisingly quiet, but I felt that Li Mochou was slowly paced. "Mochou, don't come over." "I'm afraid of you...". "Do you believe me!" The unquestionable tone made Li Mochou stop, just like ten years ago. His incomparable confidence in me filled Li Mochou's heart, "Mochou believes in you!"

Before I finished speaking, I jumped up and quickly fell towards Hong Qigong from the air. Hong Qigong pushed on his palms. A powerful palm force shook me away. He drifted toward a lamp and slashed down with one palm. The burning air wave of the flame knife made Yiguang very uncomfortable, but the finger of the Yang finger actually forced me back through the air wave. When he flew back, Hong Qigong stepped forward and waved at me with a fierce palm force. He forced Hong Qigong several moves and then the light was already

Jing rushed over from behind. Seeing that I had completely turned into the defensive, Huang Rong began to be very proud, but as she looked, she found that I was slowly leaning towards the direction of the heavy sword, so she couldn't sit still. The two on the field also discovered my intentions, and one of them immediately stopped me and the heavy sword. Hong Qigong was still pestering me, but the temporary retreat of the lamp made me feel greatly reduced. And when I looked at the lamp and headed towards the heavy sword, I suddenly had an almost crazy idea.

When he faced me alone, Hong Qigong burst out all his combat power. When he slapped me with a fierce palm, I suddenly removed the internal force of resistance. I was hit by me and immediately flew backwards. When Hong Qigong saw me floating towards the Xuan Iron Sword, he immediately shouted at a lamp. The heavy sword of the lamp was difficult to use, so he wanted to force me to retreat with a yang finger. My flame knife was also swung out almost at this time. I was lit in my chest, and I cut a lamp on my left shoulder. Since I just got into the palm, the one who didn't come quickly used the body protection energy and made a move.

This finger made me feel that the meridians in my body seemed to be rising and spreading fiercely. Finally, a light retreated. Hong Qigong was afraid that when I saw me flying towards the weapon, I rushed over. But what I meant was not to pick up the heavy sword. When I was about to land, my right foot kicked at the hilt of the sword. My left foot also kicked up when the black iron sword was flying towards Hong Qigong. Hong Qigong rushed too fast and had to lean back and fall down. The moment the heavy sword passed by, my body almost flew to him, and I raised my palms and covered him.

Hong Qigong was directly crushed to the ground by my palms, and a mouthful of blood was sprayed out. Seeing this, Yideng rushed to rescue, while holding back the burns in his body, Yiyang pointed his finger to my back heart. At this time, I barely supported myself and felt the sharp finger force behind me, and grabbed Hong Qigong's coat and rolled up directly. If Yideng made up his mind, this finger would definitely penetrate through me and Hong Qigong. To be honest, Hong Qigong was not seriously injured, but my two palms just made his breath temporarily dissipate, so even if this was a matter of cultivation, I might just be

I couldn't bear it anymore. At the critical moment, the compassionate Master Yideng turned his finger a little, abandoned Hong Qigong and dodged to the side. Hong Qigong was blocked by me and turned to the direction where the finger a lamp was aimed. Although Yideng removed most of the finger apart, he still pointed Hong Qigong to the ground. I waved a palm and hit Yideng's right shoulder. I felt a sharp pain coming from his right shoulder. Yideng held back and swung his right arm with pain. I squatted over and pushed it away. My palms had already shook his lower abdomen, and a low hum, a trace of blood oozed from the corner of Yideng's mouth. I took a few steps back and stood on the ground silently.

"Two seniors have given up." Although the confrontation with the two was not serious, the excessive consumption of true energy made my face pale. I also understood this battle. If I were to fight seriously, I would die of seven out of ten. Now that I have gained a little advantage in my moves, I would say humbly and stop.

"It's not over yet, the winner has not been decided yet!" I wanted to speak, but I couldn't suppress my blood and vomited it out. Li Mochou couldn't help it anymore, picking up Ziwei's soft sword and cursing: "You're whining behind me. My husband has already won. If you don't accept it, come and have a few moves with me!"

"Rong'er, the winner has been decided. Master Yideng and I joined forces with each other, wouldn't it be a disadvantage first. If we rely on our strength again, wouldn't it be embarrassing?" Hong Qigong wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and said. Yideng also stood up and said, "Forget it, the donor has won, the two female donors can leave quickly." In fact, after the battle just now, the two were also worried. If I really tried my best, they would definitely be seriously injured and would definitely affect the innocent, so I won't say more. I asked Zhang Yajing and Hong Lingbo to leave quickly, but they would not leave alive. "Go!" I became angry, and a dagger pressed against my throat. Seeing blood flowing out of my neck, the two women had no choice but to cry...

Huang Rong's voice sounded again, "The next game is about to begin, are you ready?" I looked around, "Who are you sending in the next game?" According to my performance just now, Huang Rong did not dare to send someone to fight me one-on-one. She looked around and her eyes fell on Qiu Qianren, Zhu Ziliu and Yu Yin. "Since you can defeat the joining forces between Qigong and the master, your strength should naturally not be underestimated. In this game, Master Yideng's three high-level players will come to you to meet Senior Brother Wu's mistakes."

Li Mochou cursed, "Huang Rong! You are shameless and shameless, you will hide behind and give orders!" "Mochou, go down! I said, you are not allowed to use force today." "But you..." Li Mochou's tears fell out of strength. However, Huang Rong said at this time: "Since my sister is destined and my younger sister dare not refuse to obey, I will play with Master Ci'en and two senior brothers, and the four of you, your husband."

When Li Mochou heard that Huang Rong was trying hard to kill me today, she was about to leave the line, but was stopped by Murong Zhaoxue, "Gang Master Huang, let me learn your skills!" "Zhaoxue! You and Mochou are behind, and this game must be handed over to me!"
Chapter completed!