Chapter 1943

When it comes to Kung Fu, Lin Xi's thirteen forms of Tai Chi emphasize the use of softness over hardness.

While resisting, he used the trick of "cloud potential" to dissolve the strength of the other party and avoid the edge for the time being.

"Puff... Puff..."

The next moment, slapped Lin Xi's arm, only heard a dull sound, and a powerful attack came in an instant.

Lin Xi's "cloud potential" trick had not been used yet, so he was pushed backward by this abundant force, sat straight back to bed and stepped on it, without the spare power of backhand.

His breakthrough skills were as weak as a child in front of the old man's palm. As soon as he touched them, he was defeated, so that he was shocked. What situation has the old man's skills reached? Has the unity of heaven and man reached the congenital state?

If so, it would be shocking!

Although there is no way to verify the innate state in history, according to Lin Xi, there is only one Zhang Sanfen in 500 years - what kind of person is the old man, who can compete with Zhang Sanfeng?

If not, how does his skill crush Lin Xi in the same realm?

"Click

The thought flashed by. Before Lin Xi woke up from the shock, he suddenly heard a slight crack from the bed behind him.

Looking up, two cracks appeared in the place where he had just fallen, like spider lines, spreading in all directions. In a short time, countless cracks were left on the smooth and clean bed, as if they would be torn apart at the slightest touch.

Lin Xi was shocked again. What kind of skill is this?

It's too overbearing!

When Lin Xi was distracted, the old man raised his hands again and patted him on the top of his head.

Lin Xi didn't have time to think about it, so he quickly tried his best to use 12 points of strength to resist the coming attack.

He could clearly feel that the slap of the old man just now was not that he was unable to take him down, but that he deliberately demonstrated to him and laughed at his incompetence. It was so insignificant, like an ant.

This made Lin Xi even more surprised - according to common sense, the old man was awe struck by his opportunity, and should have killed him. In fact, it was true that he couldn't resist it at all. Even before he could use the secret of "cloud potential", he became a complete failure.

Strangely, the power of the old man's palm did not fall on him, but penetrated his body and fell on the bed. Unless it was intentional, there was no other explanation.

Why did he do it on purpose?

"Don't be rude to the emperor, sir..."

Seeing the old man clapped again, the big wizard who reacted turned to the old man's position with his empty eyes and stretched out his hand to block it. Unfortunately, he was old, bent and had no special ability. He couldn't stop it at all. Instead, he was forced to retreat by the strong wind of the old man.

He is just an ordinary man with the name of a great wizard, rather than the princes with strength and wisdom in the mythological era.

"Hey..."

With a premonition of the crisis above his head, Lin Xi didn't dare to hold it up any longer. After a big drink, he used the "chemical potential" of Taiji 13 style to hold up his arm to meet the old man. He had exhausted his strength.

"Uh huh... Um..."

At this moment, Lin Xi suddenly snorted, his face was very pale, and a deep pain spread all over his body, invading every inch of nerves, which made him difficult to resist.

What kind of pain is this?

It's not the pain of his soul tearing when he was unconscious, nor the scars of his body injury and flesh splitting, but the muscles of his whole body. At this moment, all the meridians of his whole body are broken at the same time, which makes him difficult to breathe, unable to move and lose control of his body,

This pain is almost deep into the bone marrow, like a bone maggot.

"Son of a bitch! It's the slap just now..."

At the critical moment, Lin Xi's thoughts were clear and he immediately thought of the key point - the reason why this happened was not the sequelae of his previous injury, but the old man's palm, which used the skill of beating cattle across the mountain, in order to destroy his meridians and make him unable to resist.

This kind of injury seems to be harmless on the surface. In fact, it has been seriously damaged, but Lin Xi doesn't know it.

The key is, why do old people do this?

"Boy! Make atonement for me. Come on..."

At the same time, the old man slapped Lin Xi like a palm fan and came to Lin Xi's head. The cold palm wind made Lin Xi's face deformed and extremely painful. The old man also showed a ferocious smile and a trace of ridicule - he had expected Lin Xi's current situation for a long time.

The purpose of his action was not to kill Lin Xi, but to teach Lin Xi a lesson to vent his hatred.

"I've seen a ghost. I didn't die in the mythological age, but suffered here. Are you kidding me..."

Looking at the slap falling on his head, Lin Xi was powerless. He had only one thought in his heart. He felt that fate was joking with him - he went back to the mythological era and experienced so many things. He could come back safely. He didn't expect to be here today. On the contrary, it has no power to fight back

His eyes widened, his palms fell slowly, his forehead was dripping with cold sweat, and his eyes became ferocious.

He wanted to die, but his body was out of control, and the pain intensified, making his face paler.

"Jingling bell ····"

At the critical moment, the old man's palm was only a short distance from Lin Xi's head. Lin Xi had also given up resistance and accepted the trial of fate. But at this time, a clear bell suddenly came from outside the temple.

When the bell rang, the old man's palm like a palm fan suddenly stopped falling and stopped firmly on Lin Xi's head. The strong wind gushing from his palm disappeared in an instant, as if everything had never happened.

At this moment, time seemed to freeze, leaving only the clear bell sound, from far to near, closer and closer to the temple.

"Light rain ·····"

Lin Xi, who survived the disaster, was overjoyed when he heard the sound of the bell, and hurried to look outside the temple - he couldn't be more familiar with it. This is the bell on Deng Xiaoyu's forehead.

In other words, Deng Xiaoyu is coming!

He's saved!

The old man also slowly turned back, looked like outside the temple, and then frowned, as if he was very dissatisfied with the appearance of the bell sound.

Finally, Deng Xiaoyu appeared outside the temple. She was still the same as before. She was wearing blue Miao clothes, with a beautiful face and a sweet and greasy smile. The bell on her forehead shook with her actions and made a clear sound.

If you look carefully, you will find that her face is a little pale, her eyebrows are tired, and her steps are vain. She is not as confident as before.

She's hurt!

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