Xia do not stay

Chapter 452 Punch West Kunlun

The people at the bottom of the mountain thought that the victory had already been won when they saw Gu Yang use a kind of exquisite Sanshou martial arts to overwhelm West Kunlun, even injure him and fly him, but they didn't want West Kunlun to use the Unparalleled Lightness Kung Fu. Coupled with the cooperation of divine skills such as the Whale's Breathing Technique, the offensive and defensive momentum changed instantly.

For a moment, Gu Yang, the majestic warrior god, could only defend passively, and even his golden body was almost shattered.

"This... such an incredible lightness kung fu, it's really impossible to do it!"

"Hey, Martial God is not weak, but in terms of background, West Kunlun is better!"

"It's over, it's over, I'm going to ruin my family this time!"

……

Wu Xinglie's gaze also became very serious. He put himself into Gu Yang's situation, but found that there was no way to crack it even after racking his brains.

West Kunlun is not only fast, but his Bihai Jingtao Palm is also a superior technique for attacking Wushuang. If an ordinary horizontal master is hit with a palm, his body will be smashed into pieces by the six strange forces, which is Gu Yang's golden palm. The body is extraordinary to survive until now.

"Father, hurry up and help Brother Gu!"

Wu Leyao shook his father's arm and begged.

Wu Xinglie sighed: "If I make a move now, even if I kill West Kunlun in the end, Gu Yang will lose this battle...Let's see again."

He still has the pride of being a martial artist in his bones, and he is unwilling to destroy it in such a fair duel.

Compared to Wu Xinglie, Qin Rushuang and Tao Yaoyao didn't have so many worries.

The two women looked at each other and nodded silently. They were both ready to save people. At the same time, Qin Rushuang also contacted Zhuge Wu and ordered him to secretly arrange a formation.

For them, Gu Yang must not lose this battle, even if he loses, his life must not be in danger!

Just when many people were secretly preparing to make a move, the old Taoist priest in the crowd gasped, and something in his arms moved. It was a mottled ancient painting.

The old Taoist patted the ancient painting to calm it down, then looked at Gu Yang who was completely at a disadvantage in the sky, and murmured: "It seems that the victory and defeat have been divided... huh?"

A gleam of brilliance suddenly flashed in the old Taoist's eyes, and he stared closely at Gu Yang, with a smile on his lips.

"Interesting boy, it seems that you are old-fashioned and I underestimated you..."

……

In the sky.

Gu Yang was sent flying again by West Kunlun's palm. This time, his golden body was more severely damaged, as dull as rusty brass, with cracks all over the place, and golden blood dripping from the corner of his mouth.

Boom!

Gu Yang crashed into the rocks, and he couldn't count the number of times he was submerged by the rubble.

But the next moment, he stood up again, looking at West Kunlun quietly, without any panic or fear in his eyes.

Seeing Gu Yang's eyes like this, West Kunlun felt a little annoyed.

"If you take the initiative to admit defeat now, I can still spare your life."

West Kunlun didn't intend to let Gu Yang go, the reason why he said that was purely to see him begging for mercy and admitting defeat.

But Gu Yang's gaze was so calm that he felt a faint sense of uneasiness in his heart.

This kind of look is by no means the look of a person who is about to perish.

At this moment, Gu Yang finally spoke, and his words were astonishing.

"Thank you."

Gu Yang showed a smile at West Kunlun, and the next moment, he took the initiative to scatter his golden body, and he was completely defenseless.

"Thank me?"

Xi Kunlun frowned and said, "Nonsense!"

The next moment he shot decisively, no matter what kind of wishful thinking Gu Yang had in mind, as long as he killed him, everything would be settled.

Gu Yang, who doesn't have a golden body, will definitely not be able to stop his next palm!
boom!
Jingtao of Bihai hit the Kunlun Mountain wall with his palm, printing a huge palm print, rocks fell like rain, and the mountain was turbulent.

Xi Kunlun's eyes were shocked, because this palm... was empty!
Ang roar!

The dragon with eighteen palms subduing the dragon fought in the field, and the golden sun's true fire condensed into a roaring dragon, and threw it towards West Kunlun.

West Kunlun didn't expect that Gu Yang could dodge his ten-square steps, and hastily rotated the Bihai Jingtao Palm to meet the attack.

Boom!

This time it was West Kunlun who was shot flying, and Gu Yang's palm seems to have been planned for a long time, he mobilized all his skills, and even briefly activated the method of disintegrating the demons.

Boom!Boom!Boom!thump...

The mountains in the Kunlun Mountains converge, and the West Kunlun smashed through the peaks in this way, and finally fell into the Tianshi Peak.

Whoa!

The stone was shaken into powder by the eight-color divine light, revealing the figure of West Kunlun. At this moment, he is no longer calm and confident as before. His black robe is torn and his long hair is covered with dust. The most terrifying thing is him. His right hand has been twisted and deformed.

Apparently, Long Zhan Yuye, who took over Gu Yang hastily, broke his arm.

But he was also a ruthless person, without saying a word, he put his left hand on his right arm, and only heard a click, and he broke the broken bone again.

There was not even a frown in the whole process.

He fixed his eyes on Gu Yang, and said, "How can you be faster than my ten steps?"

Gu Yang chuckled, stepped forward, his body flickered like a flash of light, and moved vertically, the speed was even faster than ten square steps.

Moreover, his feet are more delicate, faintly complementing the Eight Diagrams of the Book of Changes, and his changes are somewhat better than Shifangbu.

boom!
Gu Yang slapped him on the back, the sound was like thunder, Xi Kunlun only felt that an invisible palm force was stirring his body, it specialized in the internal organs, penetrated every hole, even with the body protection of Zhouyou Liuxu Gong, he couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood .

If you look carefully, the blood is still mixed with tiny pieces of meat.

Nine Yin Scriptures, heart-breaking palm!

West Kunlun pointed at the same point, and the sword energy burst out and shot at Gu Yang.

But it shot again.

Gu Yang's figure flashed, like a dragon entering the clouds, climbing nine times into the sky, and punched West Kunlun in the face.

Seven Injuries Fist, Finale!
puff!
Xi Kunlun spit out a mouthful of blood again and broke several ancient trees. His originally stern face was covered with blood stains, and even the bridge of his tall nose was broken.

The power of Qishang's fist soaked through the skull, making Xi Kunlun dizzy and almost passed out.

But he bit the tip of his tongue, managed to keep himself awake, and got up precariously.

However, another heavy punch struck.

The Nine Yin Manual, the Great Subduing Demon Fist!
This set of boxing techniques is also fierce, every move and every move is as heavy as a mountain. All the 36 moves of Tiangang hit Xi Kunlun, causing him to vomit blood.

West Kunlun wanted to take ten steps to dodge, but Gu Yang's movement was faster, following him like a shadow, making it impossible for West Kunlun to dodge.

The situation was reversed again, above the sky, West Kunlun was hit repeatedly, blood rained down, and at least three ribs on the chest alone were broken!
He barely parried, and received one blow every five moves on average. For a while, his long hair was messy, his body was like duckweed, and he was in a mess.

"This...how is this possible?"

The people in Meng Yuan who were shouting excitedly just now are now full of ashes, especially Khan Barhu of the Golden Horde, who has a gloomy expression, almost gnashing his teeth.

Qin Rushuang still looked calm, but silently breathed a sigh of relief.

Zhuge Wu asked through sound transmission: "Your Majesty, do you need to make another move?"

Qin Rushuang said lightly: "It's just West Kunlun, how could Gu Yang lose? Master, don't make a fuss."

Although the voice is flat, it reveals a sense of pride.

Zhuge Wu curled his lips, and I don't know who ordered me to secretly arrange the formation just now...

(End of this chapter)