Chapter 55

When the wind blew, the green leaves on the branches swayed, as if infected by the atmosphere. The crisp leaves all over the sky left the branches and fell.

Deng Yuanjue was on alert. A little sweat was seeping from his forehead and his whole body was full of Qi. He held the refined steel Zen stick in his hand. There was some sweat in his palm. He fought for life and death more than 100 times in his life, but not once. He could compare with this young man and stood there simply.

He could feel the momentum of Chen Ang's gradual cohesion, as if the red sun was rising at the beginning, brilliant and vast, swallowing thousands of miles of clouds and dyeing the red rivers and mountains, which brought him almost suffocating pressure.

Sheng Ji will decline. Deng Yuanjue has been waiting for the moment when Chen Ang's breath turns from strong to weak. He would rather connect with him face to face, which is bound to be an earth shaking blow, than face a vigorous and vigorous Chen ang, who is constantly burning and agitating in the battle.

But this time, he miscalculated.

Chen ang just stood there simply, but his Qi machine has been connected with the surroundings. The wind, the trees and the fallen leaves are all part of him. With his will and momentum, he is killing his fighting spirit.

Shi Bao struggled to borrow the knife. The sweat on his forehead blurred his vision. Facing Chen ang, he didn't dare to wipe it. He mentioned his internal force for too long, which made his meridians faint and painful.

Both of them understand that no matter what the odds are, they must fight at the next moment, otherwise they will never have another chance. Waiting for Chen Ang's momentum to decline, they may not wait until they die.

"Ming Zun bless me, subdue the devil and eliminate the traitors!" Deng Yuanjue whispered. A 100 kg Zen stick, like a piece of paper, was lifted up by him. He was crazy, crazy and angry. Deng Yuanjue, who has always been calm and calm, pretended to be a crazy devil at this moment. His Zen stick in his hand was like a dragon going to sea, tossing and swinging. Under many illusions, it was a powerful force of a thousand kg.

It's consciousness and detachment. Deng Yuanjue's behavior is crazy. A Zen stick shows the madness incisively and vividly. It's amazing to throw the staff method. On his face, he looks like peace, joy, quiet wisdom and consciousness. His eyes are half open and half closed, showing detached wisdom and consciousness.

"The crazy devil of the staff method, my heart is like a Buddha. The more crazy I am, the more detached I am. When my madness is exhausted, wisdom will come into life!" Chen ang indulged in laughter and stepped into the shadow of the staff one step at a time, and came to life at a dead end. Although that breath is shaky, no matter how crazy Deng Yuanjue is, the Zen staff is still a minute away from Chen Ang's key.

"Unexpectedly, the master is a Shaolin disciple!" Chen ang cut the shadow of the staff with one hand and pressed it on Deng Yuanjue's Zen staff, like Mount Tai taking root. No matter how the iron staff is stirred, it can't be separated from Chen ang.

There was a thin layer of white sweat on Deng Yuanjue's forehead. His monk's robe was half loosened, revealing the muscles and bones of steel wire knot on his chest. He looked solemn and majestic. It was the essence of Luohan's subduing the devil in the mad devil staff method. Shaolin Temple has been inherited for thousands of years. Is there anyone who can surpass Deng Yuanjue in the attainments of the mad devil staff method?

"The samadhi family has received the favor of Shaolin, but the way is different. How can I bear it? I don't want to learn from the Buddha's consciousness, the Bodhisattva's compassion, and the bird's spirit that takes the overall situation into account. I just learn from the golden Gang's anger and one stick to overturn the injustice of the world!" Deng Yuanjue said with a long smile: "I kicked the Golden Buddha, demolished the temple, went down the mountain to live happily with my brothers and overturn the injustice of the world."

He shouted loudly, looked heroic, put life and death behind him, and the staff method was more unrestrained. In Chen Ang's palm, he rushed left and right, overturned the five finger mountain, an iron staff was like a green dragon shaking its tail, and the clear shadow pulled out and hit Chen Ang's face directly.

"Good luck!" Chen ang was in high spirits. When he saw this powerful blow, he was not surprised but happy. His two fingers rubbed slightly. A little of the internal force of the synopsis of the Golden Chamber quietly pointed on the iron staff. Deng Yuanjue was surprised to find that the iron staff filled with his powerful internal force suddenly shook. The original feeling of being like an arm instruction disappeared without a trace.

A chaotic and complicated internal force atmosphere disrupted the iron staff Qi machine, making Deng Yuanjue's attack rhythm suddenly stagnate, revealing an inappropriate flaw.

Chen ang gently touched Deng Yuanjue's chest with a point of strength.

The dragonfly hit the water and closed it as soon as it touched it. Deng Yuanjue only felt a cold on his chest, and Chen ang had withdrawn.

Shi Bao, who was facing huang shang faintly, peeped at the opportunity and drank violently. His long knife soared in his hand and cut Chen Ang's neck. He didn't dare to straight tassel Chen Ang's front, but he didn't mind picking up a bargain when he met the opportunity. After Chen Ang's breath calmed down, the rising momentum retreated like a tide.

Smart people like Deng Yuanjue can naturally find that Chen ang has a deep breath like a deep sea behind him, but people like Shi Bao only see the fluctuations of the surface tide, but they don't understand that for the sea, there must be huge waves after the huge receding tide.

Chen ang stopped his hand, took an arc with his arms, and blocked the long knife between his arms. The knife was powerful and could not move. Shi Bao knew that it was powerful. He wanted to withdraw, but he felt that the long knife on his right hand was rubbed by two forces of Qi. He couldn't draw the knife for a moment. Hesitantly, he missed the best time to abandon the knife and retreat.

Shi Bao was shocked. He felt that he had all his limbs and bones, and there was no good cooperation. His eyes could not judge the direction, his ears heard the wind wrong, and there was no constant twist all over his body, just like the whole body's organs were reversed. When this finger points on the body.

Shi Baocai realized that what he saw and thought was an "illusion". The real finger reversed Yin and Yang and confused the five elements. It was not in all common sense. With his martial arts cultivation, he could not think of this truth. He just felt that he could not escape this move again.

In fact, there is nothing magical. Chen ang just disrupts Shibao's breath. The human body's meridians and blood not only follow the avenue of yin and Yang, but also communicate with the human body's Yin and Yang. This reverses fingering and disturbs Yin and Yang, which can most interfere with people's feelings. The five senses are not coordinated enough, and those who can't be intelligent with six senses will be easily recruited.

Shibao is also a man with refined external skills. When boasting and betting on weekdays, he once broke several steel knives on his body. He was lucky under the skin and puffed up his internal Qi. Even if he was hit by a sledgehammer, he could not be seriously injured, but his muscles and bones were twisted together by Chen ang.

He screamed and fell on the ground with convulsions. It was like a steel wire twisted into a ball and tangled into a dead knot. Qiu's muscles tore a part, which made Shi Bao dare not move at will. When he stopped, the yin-yang breath in his body immediately began to disturb, and a bumpy internal Qi disturbed his breath.

Under the internal and external attack, Shi Bao's eyes turned over and fainted.

Deng Yuanjue struggled to get up, leaned on an iron staff and looked at Chen ang with a complex face. He had achieved great Xuangong. Chen Ang's just finger just leaked his essence, which made him suddenly exhausted and paralyzed. In a few short breaths, Deng Yuanjue recovered a trace of strength with a sound of Xuangong.

But it can only act reluctantly, and it is by no means the opponent of anyone here.

The most terrible thing about the martial arts of synopsis of the golden chamber is its strange and changeable breath. It often makes people have no resistance within one combination. If Chen ang gives it a free hand, he can't afford to give it a finger by relying on the vertical and horizontal yin-yang Qi force and unpredictable finger power within one Zhang. If his skill is less than eight layers, he can't afford to give it a finger.

Deng Yuanjue also knew this truth. He said frankly, "SA Jia is powerless. If you want to kill or cut, just listen, but if you want to take a word out of my mouth, that's dreaming!" he closed his eyes and died calmly.

"Big monk, don't panic first. I have something else to trouble you?" Chen ang looked aside at Shi Bao like a dead dog and said with a smile: "please bring a word to Fang La and sect leader Fang!"

Deng Yuanjue lowered his eyebrows and eyes without changing his color. He said slowly, "if you want to persuade him to surrender, please don't say more. If you want to say anything else, the SA family will live up to its trust and take it to the leader."

"Please tell him, I'm coming!" Chen ang smiled and left this short sentence. He took the people, led the horse and the patient and disappeared into the sky. Only Deng Yuanjue was supported on the ground, and a stone treasure of Nanli Dharma king was paralyzed on the ground like a dead dog.

Deng Yuanjue picked him up. Chen Ang's words were obviously not only a message, but also the man on the ground. Together, they were a complete message.

"I've come. Are you ready?"

Shibao is the prayer note recording this sentence. It represents the imperial court, uses a Dharma king to signal its existence in this land, represents Chen ang, and uses his martial arts to make an invitation to Fang La.

An invitation to a duel.

It's a good time to fight with you. That is, the score is high and low, but also determines life and death.

The holy fire cave of Wenming sect has beautiful scenery. I'm eager to visit it. I'll bring my people to visit it at a selected time! Chen angliu.