Apprentice of the Heavens

Chapter 167 Collision of Flesh

"The Shang organization obeys the order to kill the bandit leader!"

Flowing clouds, frosty night, no one will be disappointed in the sad song.As an assassination organization secretly trained by Li Ke, the Shang organization can be said to have assassinated many masters for the state of Jin.

Although their martial arts are not very high, once they cooperate, they will be able to escape their pursuit.

Even if they can't use their internal strength now, it still doesn't hinder their agility. Following Li Siyuan's order, the Shang organization immediately surrounded Li Ming like a rabbit, and the chain knife in their hands shot at Li Ming from all directions.

"Shang organization? Just a group of ants want to kill me, Li Siyuan, is there no one available for you?"

Li Ming smiled contemptuously at the chain knives attacking from all directions, but he didn't dodge in any way, and the chain knives flew and intersected in an instant, tying him like a dumpling.

Dozens of members of the Shang organization suddenly tightened the chain in their hands, and the chain collapsed instantly, as if they were about to tear Li Ming into pieces.

"Hey, little tricks."

Li Ming gave a disdainful smile, and suddenly exerted force on his body, but the chains that bound him instantly couldn't bear the huge force, and broke into pieces one after another and flew out.

The sound barrier broken by the debris left a white mark in the air, and the members of the Shang organization around felt their hands loosen, and then a sharp pain came from their bodies, and the scenery in front of them gradually became blurred.

"What a strong body, what a domineering blood!"

Seeing this, Li Siyuan and Monk Minghui were shocked, and the ominous premonition in their hearts became stronger, but they did not expect Li Ming's physical body to be so powerful.

The qi and blood rushing straight into the sky seemed to remind the two of them that the physical body was not Li Ming's weakness, and it was also because they hadn't seen the battle in Wandu Cave, otherwise they wouldn't have set up such a chess game.
After all, Li Ming didn't take many shots, and usually killed the enemy with his powerful real energy, but it just made the world think that his internal strength was invincible.

"Not good! Also ask Master to subdue demons and eliminate demons!"

Li Siyuan's eyes couldn't help but a gloomy glint flashed, the calculation that was originally a sure thing is probably going to be difficult now, so he can only hope that Minghui's skills will be superior.

Monk Minghui saw that riding a tiger was hard to get off, he couldn't help but paused the Zen stick in his hand and sighed: "Amitabha, the benefactor hides so deeply."

"Hehe, I haven't hidden it, it's just that no one can make me use it."

The corner of Li Ming's mouth curled up, and he stopped talking nonsense to the two of them. He squatted down slightly, clenched his fist suddenly, and the air exploded instantly.

Seeing this, Monk Minghui stared at Li Ming solemnly, his muscles tensed and straightened. Li Siyuan stepped back quietly, but ran behind Monk Minghui.

After all, his physical body is not very strong, and he can be regarded as weak compared to the two of them.

"boom!"

After a loud noise, the ground shook suddenly, smoke and dust rose, and a figure cut through the air, and there was an explosion around him. In the blink of an eye, he had already crossed a hundred meters away and rushed to Monk Minghui.

Under the sprint, Li Ming swung his left fist suddenly and the air twisted instantly, and the displaced air formed a fist wind to attack Monk Minghui.
Thanks to Monk Minghui's strong body, although the fist wind tore his cassock into pieces, it failed to hurt him, but Minghui did not relax because Li Ming's fist had already reached his chest.

Monk Minghui suddenly took a step back and slapped out his palm.

"Clang! Boom!"

There was a sound of gold and iron clashing between fists and palms, and the surrounding air stagnated at first, and then exploded suddenly. In an instant, a hurricane blew up in the field, and the ground cracked ravines.

"The old bald donkey is quite tough."

Li Ming raised his fist and looked at Monk Minghui, who had stepped back more than a dozen steps. The ground was cracked with criss-crossing cracks under the deep footprints, and the Zen stick cut a deep ravine.Apparently it was caused by monk Minghui relieving himself.

Monk Minghui glanced at the slightly trembling palm, and couldn't help being horrified. His twelve-story golden bell cover, which can be said to be the reincarnation of Bodhidharma, unexpectedly fell into a disadvantage with one blow.

It was too late to think about it, he was already on the verge of riding a tiger, but now he could only do his best, otherwise, even if he could escape after today, the Monk Temple would not be able to escape.

At this thought, Monk Minghui couldn't help but tighten his hand holding the Zen staff, and his whole body moved like an angry King Kong, waving the Zen staff and smashing it straight at Li Ming. The Zen staff broke through the air and fell like a shooting star.

"Good come!"

Li Ming's eyes lit up suddenly, and he punched the meteor above his head.

"Clang, boom!"

The sound of gold and iron clashing sounded again, and the ground more than ten meters away suddenly sank, covered with dense cracks.

"Come again!"

Li Ming clenched his fists and rushed towards Minghui again. Immediately, there were sounds like blacksmithing, and the figures of the two kept crossing each other.

"Clang clang clang...!"

"monster!"

Li Siyuan, who was hiding behind the stone, looked at the pitted ground like a meteor crater, and couldn't help feeling a bit of regret in his heart, but now that things have come to this, he can only silently pray that the final victory is the Minghui monk.

"Hey! It's so scary!"

They had already attracted a lot of attention when they were fighting each other. After all, the fighting power of the two was really too strong. The destructive power of each punch and kick was like a missile bombing. They are in awe and yearning.

"If I am so powerful, maybe the position of general will be mine."

A dark young soldier looked longingly at the battlefield with constant roar, as if he had fallen into the general's dream, and he let out a smirk from time to time, but he didn't realize that his general behind him was staring at him with a dark face.

"Hahaha, happy!"

Li Ming laughed out loud, stretched out his hands and tore off his dilapidated clothes, his upper body was naked, his tendons were bright and swelled, and when he exerted his strength suddenly, all his muscles swelled up one by one, like snakes and pythons swimming.

Monk Minghui threw away the broken Zen stick in his hand, and tore off the tattered cassock and monk robe. If there were no dragons tattooed on his shoulders, Li Ming thought he would come back and say "Great Heavenly Dragon".

"Boom!"

Another round of confrontation started again. Should it be said that Monk Hui's twelve-layer golden bell cover is really powerful, but Li Ming was unable to break through the opponent's defense for a while.
However, Monk Minghui could not help feeling the turbulent energy and blood in his body, but he couldn't help secretly anxious. God knows that every time he took Li Ming's fist, the energy and blood in his body would surge. This is it.

"boom!"

Half an hour after the confrontation, Monk Minghui collided again, a mouthful of blood gushed out of his mouth, and he couldn't help but flew upside down tens of meters away, fell heavily on the ground and billowed smoke and dust.

"Old bald donkey, Qian donkey is at the end of his skills? This is not resistant to beating."

Li Ming twisted his neck and walked slowly step by step towards Monk Minghui who was coughing up blood.

(End of this chapter)