Bang bang bang...

With the fist and palms intersecting, Chen Qi's body floated back like a fallen leaf, a hint of redness flashed across his face, and he praised, "Good internal strength!!"

Monk Zhengming was motionless, and blood was spreading in his eyes. His right hand, which was fighting against Chen Qi's palm, also trembled slightly. A burst of tearing felt coming from his arm. As for his fist, he had completely lost consciousness at this time.

"Good palm power, Hunyuan Pili Palm is well-known!"

"It seems that you Duan has figured out my details!"

Chen Qi grinned and bullied himself up again, his palms flew, and there were shadows of palms covering him, like mountains and mountains, and the wind and thunder were faintly hidden.

"Good come!"

Monk Zhengming shouted softly, turned his fist into a palm, and a bitter sword energy was stimulated from the tip of his index finger. The sword energy was clever and agile, and it was elusive. He came to find the gaps of Chen Qi's palm wind.

Chen Qi's expression remained unchanged, and his palm shadow sank and pressed straight over.

Puff puff puff puff puff puff puff puff...

A series of sounds of interchanging energy, and the number of palm shadows in the sky began to decrease sharply under the sweeping of sword energy. Little blood splattered everywhere, and Chen Qi's palm was injured by the sword energy.

However, Chen Qi's palm technique is also exquisite, effectively avoiding large damage. Several cutting holes on his palm did not bring any difficulties to his actions.

Zhengming's expression turned pale at this time.

Six-Meridian Divine Sword, Shangyang Sword!

It is very powerful, but unfortunately, it is still a common problem with the Six-Meridian Divine Sword, which consumes too much internal energy.

Chen Qi's palm power was too heavy, and the strange changes in the explosion of internal energy made him almost unable to resist.

Even Shang Yang's sword energy did not gain any advantage in the face of this strange palm power, and most of the sword energy was shaken away by the palm shadow.

He was shaken away by the palm force. This was the first time he encountered it since he practiced Shangyang Sword.

He had never encountered such a domineering and strange palm power. For a moment, he seemed to have lost the countermeasure and retreated repeatedly, and even the sword energy became faintly visible, and his breathing became a little more rapid, as if his internal energy was about to be exhausted and he was trying hard to hold on.

When Chen Qi saw this, he immediately looked overjoyed, and his palms became more and more violent.

With the low explosions like thunder, Monk Zhengming stepped back step by step.

"Monk, your finger strength is good, but haven't you noticed it just now that I also understand the [Yiyang Finger] of Dali Duan? You really underestimate me with [Yiyang Finger]."

"You are not old, have extremely high attainments in palm techniques, and are proficient in the [Yiyang Finger] of my Dali Duan family. What is the origin of it?!"

Accidentally, he was almost hit by Chen Qi. The palm wind exploded, blowing out dozens of holes in Monk Zhengming's monk's robe. The panic in Monk Zhengming's eyes became increasingly intense, and his fingers became denser and denser. He asked, but he knew that the guy seemed to want to take the opportunity to escape.

Chen Qi would not give him too many opportunities, and his tone became colder, "I have nothing to do with Duan."

"It would be strange if you believe in you!"

Listening to Chen Qi's tone, Monk Zhengming secretly curled his lips slightly. He had experienced this tone, attitude, and mentality, but he had been influenced by Buddhism for many years and was far less concerned about secular things than ordinary people. Therefore, after understanding his life experience, although he was not very happy, he did not do anything out of the ordinary.

Of course, this is also because although he is just an illegitimate son, his biological father took great care of him. Basically, he also enjoyed the benefits that the children of the Duan family can enjoy. All he lacked is just a status. Even when his martial arts is successful, Duan family also vaguely admitted it.

This naturally enhanced his cohesion with the Duan family in Dali.

But there is only one Zhengming. In addition to Zhengming, the Duan family of Dali also has other illegitimate children, and some people are also shameful. After learning about their own background, they are resentful to Duan. He has seen many such words, and his tone and expression are not much different from Chen Qi in front of him.

So in this moment, he also had his own judgment on Chen Qi's life experience. He couldn't help but curse some elders in the clan who were not disciplined, causing such a big trouble for the clan, but at the same time he also gave up his plan to persuade.

Such a guy may have accumulated resentment in his heart for twenty or thirty years. How easy is it to resolve it?

Especially now that we are still fighting, it cannot be resolved.

However, if you have such strength at such age, if you can use it for Duan, it will not take long before the Duan family will have an extra master who will be born in the world, adding another trump card to Duan family.

Thinking of this, he made a vague decision in his heart, but a flaw was revealed at hand. The empty door opened slightly, giving his opponent an opportunity to take advantage of.

Chen Qi would never give up such an opportunity. When he saw that the other party had a flaw, he immediately followed up, and his palms passed through the heavy finger wind like a butterfly, and rushed straight to him.

Seeing his palms hitting the chest of Monk Zhengming and determining the overall situation, at this moment, Zhengming's body swayed. His originally empty and unobstructed chest suddenly appeared, and both hands pointed at Chen Qi's big acupoint at the same time, and the situation turned instantly.

Everything was planned. Monk Zhengming first revealed his flaws, which attracted Chen Qi to attack. Once Chen Qi attacked, the defense of the middle gate would naturally be greatly reduced. At this time, he suddenly took action and attacked in the most incredible direction, and could instantly control Chen Qi.

Of course, everything must have a prerequisite.

The premise is that Chen Qi didn't know that he had already practiced the [Thousand-Armed Guanyin Style] and did not understand this unique skill. Only in this way can he catch him off guard.

Puff!!

Two fingers containing a wisp of pure yang power hit Chen Qi's chest at the same time. Zheng Ming's eyes were filled with joy, "It's done!"

Yes, it was done. He could almost feel that he had hit Chen Qi with these two fingers, but the next moment, his face changed drastically, and his joy completely froze on his face, turning into a dull look.

Because Chen Qi who was in his slight disappears.

At that moment just now, he clearly felt that he had already pointed, but at this moment, the "Chen Qi" he pointed at disappeared.

"this……!"

The next moment, a severe pain came from his back, and he rushed forward, blood squirting all over the sky, and a muffled bang came from his ears.

"He is behind me, when did he appear behind me, what did I click just now?!"

At this moment, a series of questions appeared in his mind, flashing constantly, as if he wanted to find out Chen Qi's flaws, but no matter how hard he tried, he could not understand what happened just now?

Why can Chen Qi crack his [Thousand-Handed Guanyin Style]?

Since he practiced this technique, he didn't know how many opponents Yin Guo had, nor how many opponents had hated him under this move, and had no chance. But now, he was defeated, under his most proud move.

"The figure I just clicked seems to be a phantom!"
Chapter completed!