The fifth volume is full of awe and martial arts legends Chapter 231: Death Without Decay
It is said that both sides exchanged thirteen punches and palm strikes, and then retreated simultaneously and stood firmly.
Hongfa's eyes widened, blood dripping from the corners of his mouth. A murderous look filled his eyes as he said, "What a great leader of the World Alliance! He's truly extraordinary, like the waves behind pushing those ahead."
Li Muchan bared his teeth, his lips and teeth were all bloodshot, and said lightly: "Old monk, you are not bad either."
This man's words were indeed true. His power was bottomless, unfathomable and vast, yet he could actually hold his own against his Wuxiang Divine Art. In the past, when he had encountered an enemy, once he had activated his palm power, no one could stand a chance. Everyone was terrified by the mighty palm power that could collapse mountains and seas, and they would lose momentum before the fight even started.
Moreover, his power is now very strong, and he has mastered the Heavenly Buddha Subduing Demon Palm. He is no longer the same as before, and his palm power has also increased greatly. However, this man took thirteen of his palms and only vomited a mouthful of blood. It is really amazing.
He was shocked, but Hongfa was even more shocked.
After all, he had absorbed the internal energy of more than a hundred martial arts masters, and with the accumulation of decades, his skills should be unparalleled in the world, if not unprecedented. However, he had not yet returned to the martial arts world and had encountered such a person who could compete with him, and he was a rising star, whose skills were not as good as his. It was simply weird.
However, Hongfa knew Li Muchan's confidence, the formless magic skill.
Seeing that the attack was going nowhere, the aura of decay emanating from Hongfa became even stronger.
His face was ashen and his eyes were dead, as if he had completely become a dead man.
"Well, even in my time, your palm power was unrivaled in the world."
Previously, the two sides were just testing each other's moves, a contest between two martial arts masters from different eras. Now, both of them were murderous and ready to fight to the death .
As soon as he finished speaking, Hongfa came over with a wild laugh, like a ghost. Suddenly, a cold light of light blue flashed from his sleeve, and he suddenly appeared in front of the Buddha.
When Li Muchan saw the knife, the corner of his eyes twitched involuntarily.
The blade of this knife is slightly shorter, only two feet long. The blade shines brightly, like a pool of autumn water. The blade edge is crystal clear and the blade energy is like a rainbow. As soon as it is unsheathed, an imminent murderous aura rushes towards you.
A green rainbow flew up, and Li Muchan seemed to hear a dragon's roar flying into the sky.
"Good knife." Li Muchan was speechless.
But he also felt it was a pity.
This is because although this knife is good, the sound it makes is clear and loud, but the lingering sound is insufficient. The long sound suddenly , like a dragon flying in the sky and falling down with regret, without any further strength. This shows that there are still defects in the blade.
This is a broken knife.
But even a broken sword is still of top quality.
The knife light flew in front of him, and Li Muchan also held two knives in his hands. The green light flickered and the cold light was dazzling. The two knives were quietly unsheathed and crossed horizontally, intercepting the broken knife in mid-air.
Strangely, this knife was not attracted by his two swords.
Li Muchan raised his eyebrows and smiled, "What's the name of this sword?"
Hongfa held the knife in one hand, looking at the two strange weapons in Li Muchan's hands that looked like knives but not knives, swords but not swords, and said calmly: "They are just scraps of trial castings, destined to be destroyed. There is no need for fame... But killing you is enough."
The man held the knife in his hand, and his aura changed drastically, with murderous intent rising to the sky.
The swift knife was moving quickly, aiming for Li Muchan's head.
"Oh, what a big tone."
In a flash, Li Muchan tapped one foot, flew back into the air, and then suddenly pounced back. His left hand changed the sword technique, which was the Heavenly Buddha Sword, and his right hand had already displayed the Ruyi Heavenly Demon, the eight consecutive moves.
The Buddha Sword and the Demon Knife are now all in his hands. He wants to see how much confidence this old monk has besides his astonishing skills.
As the sword and knife were used, even Hongfa felt a chill on his spine and his pupils shrank sharply.
During the struggle, Li Muchan's left-hand swordsmanship had already met the broken knife, and the knife shadow in his right hand was spinning rapidly, slashing with the knife light, and the knife's momentum was infinitely changing, like a crescent moon across the sky, slashing at a strange and tricky angle.
Hongfa parried with his sword, but just as the sword fell, another sword came flying towards him, followed by the third, the fourth, and the fifth...
One strike after another, each move was unpredictable, each strike was extremely vicious, each strike was closely linked, and the momentum was continuous.
Hongfa had a blank expression on his face, and from a distance he looked like a clay statue on the altar. His eyes rolled rapidly as he watched the changes in the magic sword while trying to defend himself.
Although the Eight Chain Styles of Ruyi Tianmo is a unique sword technique in the world, it is not perfect. If it were perfect, how could it lose to the "Bai Family Divine Sword" and Qiu Xiaolou would not have created another Divine Sword Slash.
This sword technique still has flaws.
Seeing that the old monk remained calm, gradually switched from offense to defense, and kept parrying, Li Muchan knew what the other party was planning.
Waiting for a flaw.
This sword technique is unpredictable, nearly exhausting all possible variations in sword techniques. However, success and failure are both due to this variety. To maintain a continuous flow of sword strikes, leaving the opponent no chance to breathe, each strike must be more subtle and cunning than the previous one. Similarly, the internal energy consumed by the swordsman increases layer by layer, and the effort becomes increasingly difficult and challenging to control towards the end.
Therefore, this sword technique is about advancing but not retreating, only attacking and not defending. Once the sword is swung, if you cannot defeat the enemy and return covered in blood, then you are the one who will die.
After the forty-ninth move, the changes become the most dangerous. The sword moves change from hard to soft, and the aura also changes accordingly.
This is the only flaw.
Seeing the other party's plan, it was obvious that he had known this sword technique for a long time. Li Muchan not only did not change his tactics, but his fighting style became even more aggressive.
Then I'll give you a flaw.
The knife light in Li Muchan's palm became more and more frantic, his eyes were cold and sinister, and his body was full of evil spirit. The knife light was flying and it was difficult to see its shape. It was so fast that it was difficult to follow with the naked eye. All that could be seen was a ball of green light flying up and down around Hongfa like a cancer, covering the vital points on his body.
He wants to decide the outcome with one move.
This person's skills are extremely profound and there is probably no one in the world who can match him. His skills are even deeper than Zhu Si's. He still has a chance of winning by relying on his formless magic skills to win quickly. However, if the battle lasts for a long time, he will definitely be the one who suffers.
The two of them were entangled for a while, and the sword energy from the collision had already quietly dissipated, breaking through the air and wreaking havoc on the Buddhist temple for a while.
All I could see were marks on the wooden pillars, bricks and stones breaking into pieces, and everything was cut in half wherever the sword energy passed.
Seeing that the fight was about to reach the 49th move, the knife in Hongfa's hand suddenly turned sharply and became fierce.
"Hmm? Is this the Bai family's divine sword?" Seeing this change, Li Muchan's aura darkened and his sword moves faster. "Sure enough, it's waiting here."
Finally, the forty-ninth move came.
The knife light in Li Muchan's hand suddenly slowed down, and the long knife in his hand reappeared. Even his breath paused slightly at this moment, and everything was changing.
The continuous offensive had now shown a flaw.
Hongfa swung his blade horizontally from the right, stepped forward, and went straight to the empty space under Li Muchan's armpit.
The cloth under his armpits was already tearing before the blade even reached him.
And he actually changed to a left-handed knife.
The moment he raised his hand , the sharp knife flew out of his hand and was transferred from Hongfa's right hand to his left hand.
He freed his right hand, and his right arm suddenly became soft as if it had no bones. At the same time, his sleeves rolled up, and the energy inside surged and filled, wrapping around Li Muchan's left-hand sword.
Just this one move alone is already two of the world's top-notch skills.
They are Wudang's Taiyi Silk-Channing Hands and Flowing Clouds and Flying Sleeves.
The sword in his left hand was restrained, and his right hand was vulnerable.
Li Muchan was not in a hurry. He let go of the knife and flew away.
The two swords flew out with one sword and sank into the wall, while the other sword was shaken out by Hongfa with his sleeves and nailed into the wooden pillar.
"Can you retreat?"
Hongfa smiled coldly, leaped forward, sharpened the broken knife in his hand, and aimed directly at Li Muchan's heart.
The two of them were in mid-air, retreating and advancing. The tip of the broken knife was already close to Li Muchan, and was about to penetrate his chest, but the old monk's cheek trembled inexplicably.
But suddenly, two crystal-clear threads appeared in front of him, as thin as a hair, as sharp as a knife, and intertwined like a net.
One end of the two thin threads was wrapped around the handles of the double swords, and the other end was in Li Muchan's sleeve.
But the opportunity to kill the enemy is right before his eyes, so how could Hongfa retreat?
He reached out in the air with his right hand, and stabbed forward with the broken knife in his left hand without retreating.
It was only a moment, but with a "swish" sound, his knife really pierced into Li Muchan's body.
But at the same time, a broken arm was thrown into the air and stained with blood, and then fell to the ground.
Two figures landed on the ground at the same time.
The sneer that was about to appear on Hongfa's face suddenly froze.
But Li Muchan sank his feet as if nothing had happened, his eyes seemed to have frozen into ice, and he moved his two palms together, carrying the power of thunder, and pressed hard on Hongfa's chest.
With a "crack", the bones broke and exploded.
At this moment, the Longevity Buddha suddenly shattered as a crack spread.
Looking closely, there was actually a figure sitting cross-legged, the body was not decayed and looked lifelike.
