Man in the Heavens: Rewarding the Good and Punishing the Evil

With such a strange move, Linghu Chong broke free almost instantly.

He crossed his arms, held the long sword against his body, and protected the middle door tightly.

There was only a muffled "bang", and Lin Zhennan hit the killer hard with a "overwhelming" move.

The long sword buzzed, some strength was released, some strength was released from both hands, and some strength was released from the internal force again.

Under the protection of the third layer, the remaining strength of Lin Zhennan's move was simply not enough to kill someone.

The killer retreated several steps in a row, using all the remaining strength, and then jumped high with both feet on the ground.

He grabbed a thick pine branch with his right hand, performed a heavy drop technique, and swung the long sword at Lin Zhennan with his left hand.

Immediately, the branch bounced back, leading the killer into the top of the tree, and disappeared without a trace in an instant.

Seeing the enemy get away, Linghu Chong didn't relax, he immediately used lightness kung fu, and wanted to jump on the branch to see the opponent's way.

However, as soon as he was in the air, he felt a cold wind blowing by his ears, and thinking about the sword swung by the killer before leaving, he immediately felt a warning.

Something is wrong, it is sword energy!

Linghu Chong came to his senses, and immediately shouted: "Senior Lin, be careful of sword energy!"

However, he was too late to remind after all, or Lin Zhennan was already at the end of his battle.

Even with Linghu Chong's timely reminder, his movements were still more than half a beat slower.

Hearing the sound of "呲", Lin Zhennan retreated five steps in a row, clutching his chest and sitting slumped on the ground.

From when the killer appeared and drew the sword, to when the killer retreated in defeat, it was only a few short breaths.

Yue Lingshan, who had the weakest martial arts present, woke up suddenly when Lin Zhennan collapsed to the ground.

She took a few steps to catch up, and took advantage of the faint skylight to take off Lin Zhennan's clothes, and saw a wound five or six inches long at the junction of his chest and abdomen.

Seeing the blood continuously gushing out, Yue Lingshan collected herself and forced herself to calm down.

Her brain was spinning wildly, recalling the method of acupuncture to stop bleeding taught by her parents, she barely recognized Lin Zhennan's acupuncture points, and tapped several acupuncture points quickly.

After all, there is a family background, even if there are few opportunities to make a move, once you make a move, you can see immediate results.

Linghu Chong jumped down from the treetops and landed lightly beside the two of them: "I didn't see anyone, so I should retreat for now."

After that, he squatted down, looked at Lin Zhennan with a solemn expression and asked, "Little sister, how is Senior Lin?"

Yue Lingshan replied in a panic: "Look, senior brother, I have tapped the acupoints to stop the bleeding according to the method mother said, but the bleeding has stopped, but for some reason, Senior Lin's complexion is getting worse and worse!"

Linghu Chong stared and saw that Lin Zhennan's face was like gold paper and his lips were black and blue, as if he had lost too much blood.

He was about to investigate Lin Zhennan's sword wound, but Lin Zhennan grabbed his wrist.

"Don't look at it."

Lin Zhennan suddenly said: "This sword wounded my inner abdomen. Although my niece and niece helped me with acupoints, they could only stop the blood from the trauma. At this time, my viscera were displaced, and my abdomen was already filled with blood."

The two looked confused, not knowing what he meant at all, Linghu Chong asked anxiously: "This, this, what should I do?"

Lin Zhennan shook his head, his face began to flush unnaturally.

Knowing that time was running out, he said to the two of them: "Nephew Linghu, nephew and daughter Yue, I ask you one thing..."

Chapter 225 065. Last Words

"vomit--"

Before he finished speaking, Lin Zhennan felt his throat itch, and when he opened his mouth again, he vomited a big mouthful of blood.

Terrified, Linghu Chong was about to touch the medicine bag, but found that he had nothing on him except a sword.

As for the three-stringed harpsichord, the basket, and the jug, they had already been lost in the escape.

Lin Zhennan vomited a few mouthfuls of blood, and was about to open his mouth to say something, but once he opened his mouth, he could only vomit a mouthful of blood, and could not speak at all.

Seeing this strange situation, Linghu Chong and Yue Lingshan were at a loss for what to do.

The chest and abdomen are injured, blood enters the abdomen, and blood comes from the mouth and nose, what should I do?

They knew the martial arts for murder, and they also learned simple self-rescue methods, but the two of them had no clue about this weird situation.

Seeing Lin Zhennan who kept vomiting blood and couldn't even say his last words, Yue Lingshan shed tears in frustration: "It would be great if Brother Chen was here..."

Linghu Chong smiled wryly: "Brother Chen's martial arts are good, but he may not understand the technique of Qi and Huang, alas!"

After all, he infused all the true energy left in his dantian into Lin Zhennan's body.

Although, he knew it was futile, but his conscience made him have to do something.

But there was one thing Linghu Chong said wrong, if Chen Chong were here, he could really see something.

Although he was a sports student in his previous life, he has learned the anatomy of the human body after all, and his understanding of viscera may be better than most doctors in this time and space.

Just looking at the location of Lin Zhennan's injury, the depth of the wound, and the manifestation of the injury, it is not difficult to know that he not only injured his diaphragm, but also probably injured his stomach.

Otherwise, there will be no visceral hernia, mouth and nose bleeding.

Knowing that he would die in an instant, Lin Zhennan suddenly

The spirit in the pupils has long since disappeared.

"Bang!"

Linghu Chong dodged his horizontal sword and blocked the assassin's sneak attack. The two sharp blades interlaced and made a pleasant sound of gold and iron.

He sent the long sword forward, stuck the opponent's blade with the calyx, and then turned his wrist sharply, trying to strangle the killer's weapon.

However, the killer was not a chicken either. With a flick of the long sword, he staggered the blade, quickly dragged it back, and took the lead in using the calyx to block Linghu Chong's sword.

"bass!"

The ridges of the two sharp-edged swords filed against each other, making a noise like sharpening a knife.

Good trick!

When Linghu Chong saw his opponent's attack like this, although he hated the killer very much, he couldn't help but secretly shouted "Hello".

But also because of this, he also gave birth to a strong fighting spirit out of thin air.

In today's world, fists and feet are respected by Shaolin, and swordsmanship is honored by Mount Hua.