The strongest comprehension dude

Chapter 63 Want to run?

"Pong!"

The fists and palms intersected, and a surging heat wave centered on the two of them and swung out in all directions.

The tables, chairs, tea sets in the hall, and even the bonsai not far away were blown out by the air waves and smashed to pieces.

"Peak of dark energy!" YangMeng's eyes flashed, and he suddenly smiled strangely, and the throwing knife immediately came out of his sleeve, piercing Tie Wuhen's forehead like lightning.

"It's the flying knife just now!"

Tie Wuhen's heart tightened, and he gathered all his true energy and poured it into his right palm. The red light on his palm suddenly became brighter, and then he pushed hard hard, forcing Yang Meng back a few steps, while he himself It was an iron bridge, with both hands on the ground behind their backs, and the whole person jumped five meters away like a dragon swimming in waves.

The flying knife almost flew past Tie Wuhen's face, turned a corner in the hall like a boomerang, and returned to YangMeng's sleeve.

"What an exquisite hidden weapon control!" Tie Wuhen squinted his eyes and looked at YangMeng who was not far away, cold sweat broke out in the back of his heart, only a few millimeters away, he was afraid that he would die on the spot.

"Not bad, you were able to dodge my throwing knife!" YangMeng landed on the marble floor. Although he still had a faint smile on his face, he was secretly vigilant in his heart. Flying knives and all kinds of talismans are barely comparable to the masters at the peak of Anjin.

"Master Yang San, I'll ask you one last time, will you let me go or not!" Tie Wuhen really didn't want to fight Yang Meng, he had to go back to the Wuliang Mountain Mingzong's residence as soon as possible, and tell the insider the information he got today. .

"Your name is Tie Wuhen, right? I don't want to repeat what I just said a third time!" YangMeng stared at Tie Wuhen coldly, not letting go at all.

"Okay, then don't blame Tie for being rude!" Tie Wuhen's anger was already welling up after two consecutive persuasions to no avail, and at worst, he would not kill him and wound him, and then he would kiss Taijimen to plead guilty in the future!
Thinking of this, Tie Wuhen's eyes turned red, and he roared like an angry lion.In the next second, his arms suddenly swelled around, especially those two big hands, like two red-hot frying pans, emitting scorching heat.

"Dengdeng~~~"

With a few crisp sounds, the solid marble floor suddenly shook and cracked, and Tie Wuhen rushed over like a heavy truck driving at high speed.

"Hahaha, good job! I want to see if your iron sand palm is strong, or my fist is hard!" YangMeng laughed loudly, instead of hiding, he went up to meet him.

YangMeng's feet stepped on the ground continuously, and his chaotic footsteps were like a drunk person walking.Although his steps were ethereal, the heavy strength caused the marble floor to crack continuously.

His two fists struck out like a dragon probing its claws, with his waist as the center, he mobilized [-]% of his true energy and instantly condensed on the two fists.

"Kakka~~"

He only heard the crisp sound of his right fist, and outside the white fist, there were a few traces of invisible cyan gas strangely lingering.

"Hey! Hit me!"

At this time, Tie Wuhen had already rushed in front of YangMeng, and he jumped up with a pair of red and purple palms raised high, and then with a mighty force, it was like a rocket coming from a blast. The cannonball slammed towards YangMeng's fist.

In the final analysis, he was still unwilling, or dare not kill YangMeng, after all Tai Chi Sect was known as the number one sect of the hidden sect in the ancient martial arts world, and the previous old sect master who lived in seclusion behind the scenes was notoriously protective of his weaknesses.Injuring this YangMeng would at most cause physical pain, but if he really wanted to kill YangMeng, it would be a catastrophe for the iron master.

It was too late to say that, Tie Wuhen's huge palm collided with YangMeng's fist with a scarlet afterimage.

"Hey~~"

Tie Wuhen clearly felt a strange force coming in through the palm of his hand, which even made his arms a little numb, and even felt a pain like a needle prick in the palm of his hand. It seemed that it was not pressed on the fist, but stuck on a large number of iron spikes.

Tie Wuhen's complexion changed suddenly, he stirred up the remaining zhenqi in his body, and began to crazily expel this strange energy. After half a minute of stalemate, he unexpectedly resisted this wave of Yuqing Zhenyuan: " Fortunately, I broke through to the peak of dark energy before going down the mountain, otherwise, I am afraid that my cultivation base will be abolished!"

The iron master's disciples have trained their hands all their lives. If their hands are all crippled, then naturally this body will lose their cultivation.

Tie Wuhen was not feeling well, and YangMeng's condition was not very good either.

The moment the fists and palms collided, YangMeng felt as if his fist was on top of a red-hot iron. The scorching aura unexpectedly forcibly broke through the jade-like aura outside YangMeng's palm and penetrated into his fist. In a moment, his two hands swelled up a lot in an instant.

"I'm stupid, it's so hot!" YangMeng cursed in a low voice, and took advantage of the momentum to jump backwards.

"Haha!" A gleam of joy flashed in Tie Wuhen's eyes, and he chased after him without the slightest hesitation.

YangMeng tipped his toes, and jumped out to one side, easily opening the distance between Tie Wuhen and Tie Wuhen. At the same time, he quickly circulated the true energy in his body, repairing the injuries on his hands.

Fortunately, the hall of He Wuqi's villa is big enough, as long as YangMeng hides a few more times, the injury on his hand can be fully recovered.

Tie Wuhen chased after YangMeng for two laps and couldn't help feeling a little anxious. If YangMeng kept going around in circles like this, wouldn't he have to follow him like a monkey?
At this moment, he happened to catch a glimpse of the window not far behind YangMeng, and with an idea, he shouted: "YangMeng, don't run again, and eat the iron palm!"

As soon as the words were finished, Tie Wuhen jumped up, and with a pair of thick palms steaming, he patted YangMeng's chest straight.

"You bastard, how can you tell the other party when there is an attack? Doesn't this mean that the other party will dodge!" YangMeng's body moved, and he dodged towards the east side of the hall lightly.

How could he know that Tie Wuhen's blow didn't hit YangMeng, but he didn't chase after him, but continued to charge forward without looking back.

Seeing this, Yang Meng frowned, and suddenly shouted: "No, he wants to run! Chen Long chases after him and stops him!"

Speaking of this, YangMeng's hands had returned to normal, he jumped forward abruptly, and also chased towards the window.

Chen Long, who was closest to the window, responded to Yang Meng's call, and drew out a silver-white gun to bombard it.

But at that moment, a dazzling white light suddenly lit up on Tie Wuhen's cuff.

The white light directly transformed into a long stream of light, entangled with each other and quickly hit YangMeng.Even YangMeng secretly marveled at the bursts of cold air coming from it.

Although the white stream of light was fast, it was clear to YangMeng.

It was clearly a shining chain, the chain was silvery white, and there was a faint black light on the gleaming chain.If YangMeng's guess is not wrong, the black light of this chain is very likely to be poisoned.

"Chenlong, back off, don't fight him recklessly, watch me!"

YangMeng gave a loud shout, and waved his big hand, the pure jade essence in his body surged, and the long and narrow throwing knife flew out, under the infusion of jade essence in his body, it emitted a blue light, and suddenly Flying forward, paddling "jingling" on the chain.

There was a loud "bang", almost at the same time, Tie Wuhen had already rushed to the place near the window, he smashed open the window with both palms effortlessly, and was about to escape outside.

"If you want to run, can you run? Break it for me!"

YangMeng snorted coldly, a blue light suddenly glowed above the flying knife, several crisp sounds of "Qing Qiang", the sound of gold and iron intersecting, the silver chain was cut off by the flying knife and shattered into dozens of pieces.Then YangMeng flicked his sleeve, and the broken chain made a "swoosh" sound of piercing through the air, and smashed straight towards Tie Wuhen.

The white chain fragments hit Tie Wuhen's legs accurately, and with the toxin that might have been quenched at home, Tie Wuhen could save his life even if he had the strength to escape now, but this body Cultivation can be regarded as abolished.

"Cough..." Tie Wuhen, who was already halfway outside the window, groaned, but soon, his figure had disappeared without a trace.

"Zi Shu, Yin Hu, Ma Wu (Wu Ma), you three catch up! He is seriously injured, so he shouldn't be able to run far!" YangMeng looked at the broken window, turned his head and said to Twelve Yuanchen.

"Yes, master!" Zishu and the others looked at each other, turned around and rushed out the door.

(End of this chapter)