Chapter 50

Lin Yun's eyes narrowed slightly. The inner disciple who stepped forward was named Feng Daoyu.

With profound experience in the sect, the ranking of the inner sect has little effect on Feng Daoyu, and it is a bit too disadvantageous for Zhang Ye.

For a time, he couldn't understand what medicine Luo Xing Gourd was selling.

Bai Yufan asked suspiciously, "Are you sure?"

"Young Master is right, you really don't need to use a knife to face him."

Luo Xing didn't speak, the rising star of Crazy Blade Sect said with a slight smile.

These words blocked Bai Yufan, his stomach full of grief, and his face was a little ugly: "Then let's start."

Feng Daoyu felt a mountain of pressure, so if he still lost, he would be really embarrassed.

The main hall of Zongmen is not comparable to the official competition platform, but it is still quite spacious.

If you only compete with fists and feet and move around, it will be more than enough.

The two were dozens of steps apart, looked at each other, and began to control their breathing and run the exercises.

After about ten seconds, the momentum accumulated in Feng Daoyu's body dissipated uncontrollably.

His face turned brass-colored little by little, looking like a sculpture with clear water chestnuts, and his whole body was full of explosive power.

The Vajra Fist practiced by Feng Daoyu is a Buddhist practice and is known for being fierce and domineering.

The style is very similar to Lin Yun's Tiger Fist, but the path is different.

The former condenses the anger of the Buddha's King Kong, and the latter derives the power of the tiger king, which is completely different.

In terms of artistic conception, Tiger Boxing is much lower.

However, Lin Yun's Tiger Fist was baptized by a divine tiger, and his fist and sword were one.

Strictly speaking, his Tiger Fist has completely surpassed the level of basic boxing.

Just the aura that escapes, can make people feel Feng Daoyu's terrifying anger, his diamond fist is really extraordinary.

On the other hand, Zhang Ye's expression was calm, but he still couldn't see the depth.

On the surface, his momentum has been completely suppressed by Feng Daoyu.

"The Wrath of King Kong!"

Seeing the anger in his body, it became more and more difficult to control.

Before Zhang Ye could reveal his flaws, Feng Daoyu roared and punched out.

As he rushed towards him, there was a faint yellow light and shadow on his body, and there was a faint hint of Buddha's might.

It is the symbol of King Kong Fist Dacheng!

When he reached Zhang Ye's side, there was already a yellow fist overflowing on the right fist that he blasted out.

It looked like a mass of flames, burning roaringly.

Zhang Ye didn't move at all, his right hand used his palm as a knife and his arm as a blade, lying across his chest.

clang!

Feng Daoyu's King Kong's anger slammed into Zhang Ye's arm, making a muffled sound of bronze collision.

It was like bombarding a statue, but the other party didn't move at all.

"Is that all that matters?"

The corner of Zhang Ye's mouth pulled out a taunt, and he was shocked.

Seeing the momentum accumulated all over his body, it exploded with a bang, as if there was a sound of the sound of a knife.

Feng Daoyu was caught off guard and was blown away.

"kill!"

The smile on his face abruptly converged, Zhang Ye's brows were wrinkled, and the aura he exuded suddenly condensed.

The sharpness between his eyebrows was as sharp as a treasured knife.

He used his palm as a blade, and he obviously didn't have a weapon, but the harsh sound swung out of his palm was sharper than a blade.

Swish swish!

The fierce offensive, once displayed, will overwhelm the sky and cover the ground.

In an instant, Feng Daoyu felt extremely uncomfortable, and the ferocity of King Kong Fist was fully exerted.

As if there were sword shadows flickering all over the sky, Feng Daoyu looked struggling and dodged left and right.

But it was still difficult to avoid, and after a while, his clothes were torn open.

The traces of blood were exposed, and it looked indistinguishable from the marks of being cut by a sharp blade.

In the splash of blood, Feng Daoyu's face became paler and he tried his best to keep the key.

The inner disciple of Qingyun Sect was startled, and his face changed wildly.

No wonder Zhang Ye didn't use a sword, he had a knife or not, there was almost no difference.

"King Kong subdues demons!"

Feng Daoyu, who couldn't be kicked by the sharp sword, made a desperate attempt to turn the tide.

"Evil Wind Slash!"

Zhang Ye smiled coldly, using his arm as a blade, like a flash of lightning, he took the lead to attack.

The arm slashed at Feng Daoyu's chest like a blade, and only the sound of broken ribs could be heard.

Feng Daoyu spat out a mouthful of blood and was shocked and flew out, his face pale.

"If I had used a knife, you would be dead!"

Zhang Ye looked at Feng Daoyu, who was unable to get up from the ground, and mocked softly.

Feng Daoyu looked furious, but he couldn't refute, what the other party said was the truth.

With that knife just now, he didn't even see how it was shot.

So much so that his King Kong Fumo was instantly hit before he could use it.

"Brother Feng."

The two inner disciples stepped forward to check Feng Daoyu's injury, and their faces were horrified.

"Young Sect Master, Senior Brother Feng's internal organs were shattered..."

"Your surname is Zhang, you are so ruthless!"

After fighting with fists and feet, the injury was so severe that he would definitely not be able to recover within three months.

The corners of Bai Yufan's mouth twitched, but he still held it back.

Luo Xingpi smiled and said: "Brother Bai, these fists and feet have no eyes, and I can't hold my hands. I think Zhang Ye is also unintentional. If Brother Bai takes offense, I am willing to take out a blood-turning pill. apologize."

"No need."

Bai Yufan felt a burning sensation on his face, and his face was about to be swollen.

Luo Xing laughed and said, "Hahaha, Brother Bai is very generous. I don't know how much this brother ranks in your sect."

"Junior Brother Feng has a good talent and a good cultivation base, but in my inner sect, it's only the bottom of the ranking."

Bai Yufan said lightly, his inner fluctuations did not show on his face at all.

Luo Xing sneered and said, "Haha, the Qingyun Sect is worthy of being the inner disciple of the Qingyun Sect in the Tianshui Kingdom, all of them are silent and hesitant.

It is said to be the countdown, but in fact everyone knows it.

Feng Daoyu's strength ranks in the top eight in the inner sect, not much weaker than them.

To defeat this Zhang Ye, at least the top three people in the inner sect would have some confidence.

But if the opponent chooses not to use the weapon, then the person who takes on the battle has no reason to use the weapon.

In this way, the grasp is really not big.

Lin Yun secretly said in his heart that the young master of the Crazy Sword Sect had a good plan.

Taking the initiative to ask not to use weapons, this time, most of the strength of the inner disciples of Qingyun Sect was abolished.

Seeing Zhang Ye's terrifying hand-knife and ruthless shot, I'm afraid no one will dare to step forward.

"Is there no one? The young sect master thinks that I am qualified to fight with you now."

Seeing that there was no one to fight, Zhang Ye sneered and looked at Bai Yufan again.

Bai Yufan was silent and did not answer.

Everyone knows that he is not afraid of Zhang Ye.

It's just that the dignified young sect master was forced by a rising star from Crazy Blade Sect to take action in person.

After it was spread, it was a huge blow to the reputation of the sect.

Lin Yun's thoughts were like electricity. If he didn't use weapons, he would only use boxing to meet the enemy.

He didn't have much confidence in this Zhang Ye.

But right now, the suzerain of his own family has been forced into such a situation.

He doesn't care what others think of him. As an inner disciple of Qingyun Sect, he has no reason not to stand up.

But just as Lin Yun was about to fight, the door of the palace was suddenly pushed open.

"Who said that I have no one in Qingyunzong?"

Seeing the figure of Hu Feng, appearing along with the influx of sunlight, this moment seemed quite stalwart.