Chapter 146: The Covenant of Three Moves

Sun Changkong knew that his ability was limited, and compared to the king in front of him, it was simply not worth mentioning, and he would only kill himself if he acted in vain. www.biquge.info After a little thought, he said:

"Your strength is far superior to mine, even if you win, you can't win. If you want to do it, I can't help it. ”

The king glanced at him, then chuckled and said:

"And what should I do according to you?"

Sun Changkong stretched out the three fingers of his right hand and said:

"Three moves, if you can't kill me within three moves, then please raise your noble hand and let us two brothers go. ”

After listening to Sun Changkong's suggestion, Wang's face showed a hint of cunning, and then said:

"Why should I listen to you, kill you both, and then eat it myself, everything is known only to the three of us, even if your people want to seek revenge, they will not find me. ”

"Not necessarily. ”

Sun Changkong smiled confidently and continued:

"The two of us were here to look for someone, and when we came out, we had already informed the executives of the Colosseum. Do you think we're messy?"

"As expected, you're really from there......"

As he spoke, the king's expression was a little stagnant, and he pondered for a while before he said:

"It's okay, just let me sell your owner a face. Three moves are three moves, and if you are still alive after three moves, I will make an exception and go hungry and let you and your companions go. ”

Sun Changkong secretly breathed a sigh of relief, afraid that the other party would not eat this set, so he forcibly made a move. In that case, with the current him and extraordinary, he is definitely not his opponent. Whether you kill or eat, you have to let the other party do it.

However, as soon as one problem was solved, another problem appeared in front of Sun Changkong: how could he escape the king's three moves.

If you want to say that when you usually fight, he may not be able to take three moves. It's just that now there is an appointment in advance, in order not to lose the agreement, the king will definitely show ten percent of his strength to fight with one. The king in front of him in a full state, can he really be spared?

No matter how things develop, Sun Changkong has already boasted of Haikou, and there is no turning back when he opens his bow, even if the sect master comes in person, he can only barely fight.

The breeze was blowing, adding a touch of coolness to the hot weather at noon. However, Sun Changkong was already sweating, and there was no trace of relief on his face.

Looking at the king on the other side, he looked like he was winning, and even yawned a few times at an inopportune time. Indeed, in normal times, he has gone back to take a nap. And at this time, he suddenly asked, "Are you ready?"

Sun Changkong looked at each other and nodded with difficulty. He didn't want to be distracted by talking. He had to strain the first nerve and muster the first spirit, and only then could he survive.

As he spoke, the king's figure flashed. The strong wind struck, and Sun Changkong had to hurriedly retreat. But before his focus could be focused, the king's appearance was already becoming clear in front of him. This is the first time that Sun Changkong has seen that a person can attack the enemy before his own momentum. His reaction was quick, but it was still inadequate in the presence of the king. In an instant, he only felt that the edge in front of him was crowded, and one by one was like ears of rice in the field.

Yes, it's actually fingering!

To Sun Changkong's surprise, he originally thought that the other party would use the palm technique or tail blade to attack. But the king's background is really deep, so deep that even if he looks at it for a whole year, he can't see through it. He only thought that the king's palm was long and strong, but he didn't know that the fingering was also at its peak.

The oncoming finger shadow was as fast as lightning and as fast as the wind, and although it did not touch Sun's body, it could still sense a terrifying killing intent. Sun Changkong had no choice, so he had to draw his sword and use the blade of the ice spirit to resist the finger strength in front of him. For a while, the cold light in the space was like falling leaves in autumn. But in the next moment, these seemingly lifeless things all came to life, turning into a sky full of streamers, and all swept towards the opposite finger shadow.

Suddenly, the sky was filled with countless swords, fingers and shadows, and then woven into a huge net of light and shadow. The two merge with each other and then cancel out, and at first glance they seem to be evenly divided. But in the next second, Sun Changkong realized that something was wrong with the other party.

Why is there only a finger shadow on the sword light, but no finger strength?

Just when Sun Changkong was confused by this, the sharp pain coming from above several major acupoints on his body gave him the answer.

The finger actually hit him!

It turned out that the fingering technique performed by the king was completely separate from the finger shape and the finger strength. Although he blocked the finger shadow, the resulting destructive power did not disappear, but directly poked Sun's body in an invisible way, causing great damage. At this moment, Sun Changkong only felt that the bones on his body seemed to be shattered, and the few crisp sounds from time to time were even more harsh. The extraordinary face next to him was extremely gloomy, even more oversothan the overcast sky.

"You're going to hold on!" said Extraordinary as he clenched his fists and said to himself.

In the end, Sun Changkong flew upside down more than ten zhang before he stopped next to a bush. And the blood on his mouth had been spilled all the way, and it had stained the face of the place at this time red. The soil around the burial ground was different from the norm, and when it saw blood, it would be eaten and devoured quickly like a beast, so it didn't take long for Sun's blood to disappear and the soil returned to its previous color.

Sun Changkong smiled bitterly, and then said:

"The younger generation is not talented, and he was lucky to take a trick, so you can continue!"

Seeing that the other party was crumbling, but still insisting on it, Wang's face was initially moved, but the process was extremely short, and the time was gone in the blink of an eye.

"Something with sharp teeth and a hard mouth, if I hadn't just retracted the five powers, you would have been stabbed into a hornet's nest by now. ”

Sun Changkong removed the palm that was stroking his chest, clenched his fists and said respectfully:

"If that's the case, then thank you for the mercy of your seniors. ”

"Hmph, no thanks, you'll have to die in a while anyway. It's the same if you die early or late, but you won't have more hands and feet. ”

The king's attacks were always so unguarded, he just spat out the turbid breath in his lungs, and the second move was already launched.

It was a thread as thin as silk. I'm afraid it's less than half the size of a hair, but it's flying in the air at a speed beyond imagination.

Although Sun Changkong's state was quite affected by the attack surface just now, the kung fu in his hands was not reduced at all. There is also a perception of danger, an advantage that has made him turn from the brink of life and death many times. His knife had been erected, and it was positioned exactly where the thin line was about to land. His shoulders had sunk, and he was convinced that even if he couldn't withstand the force, he would only fly upside down again, and he would never be too badly injured.

However, he was wrong. Just as his ice spirit touched that thin line, he realized that he was too naΓ―ve. The attack didn't take him back half a step, but in an unbelievable way, it pierced through the blade of the ice spirit, then stabbed through his body, and emerged from the other end. During the whole process, Sun Changkong only heard two slight "poof" sounds, and if he hadn't seen them with his own eyes, he wouldn't have been able to attract attention at all. And that silk thread seemed to have been enchanted, and the physical strength, aura, and immeasurable vitality in Sun's body were all rapidly drained outward along the thread. There was no blood spilling from the needle-eye-sized wound, but instead a stream of red gas. Sun Changkong's face turned pale, and the ice spirit in his hand couldn't help but tremble, both it and him were seriously injured.

I don't know where the strength came from, Sun Changkong instantly used the knife, only to hear the sound of "ding", the silk thread was cut in two, the outer part disappeared, and the one left in the body was still straight and straight inside like a steel needle, continuing its mission.

This time, Sun Changkong was obviously not as relaxed as last time, but said in a rather tired tone:

"Please make a third move......

Sun Changkong didn't know where he got the courage, he clearly knew that the other party intended to show mercy to his subordinates. Otherwise, if the silk thread just now was in the middle of the matter, then he would already be a dead corpse now. But his natural stubborn temper gave him the spirit of refusing to admit defeat. Beforehand, he may have been a little scared. But now, he has nothing to fear, and the flesh of the man's bones at that time is immediately flammable and flammable.

In Wang's opinion, the gambling contract should have ended there. He didn't think that the other party still had the strength to take his third move. Perhaps, if he waits like this, he will be able to suffer when Sun Changkong dies violently. But he was suddenly infected by Sun Changkong's fighting spirit, so much so that he was even thinking about whether he should continue and whether he should let him live. It had been a long time since he had seen such a hard bone in all these years. He wanted to see what kind of earth-shattering things this guy would do in the future. So he stopped.

"You've reached your limit, admit defeat!" Wang said lightly.

"Admit defeat, will you let the two of us go?" Sun Changkong smiled reluctantly.

"Two? oh no, I don't want to go hungry yet."

Sun Changkong's eyes looked at the extraordinary not far away, and the other party was also looking at him at this time. There was also some helplessness on Extraordinary Face, but he still nodded, indicating that it was acceptable. After all, it's better to die one person than two people, but Sun Changkong shook his head ignorantly, and then said:

"Then you go on!"

Looking at Sun Changkong's firm eyes, Wang immediately said angrily:

"You're going to bury him?"

Sun Changkong stretched out his finger and shook it twice:

"You misunderstood, we're all going to go out and live!"

"Okay! Let's see how much more you can do!"

With that, the king leapt into the sky, his huge size just enough to obscure the sun in the middle of the sky. The sky suddenly darkened, and then the overcast wind blew in all directions, and I couldn't open my eyes. This trick looks familiar, but it's different, isn't this the trick that hurt a lot before?

Sun Changkong raised his head and straightened his sick body suddenly. At the same time, he slammed a palm and slapped it on the affected part of his ribs, and a ray of light flew by, and an unnoticed hole appeared on the tree behind him, which made his state recover slightly.

"Give it strength, no two true scriptures!"

Sun Changkong's inner cry seemed to be a thousand miles of transmission, not only could it pass through the barrier of space, but even crossed the prohibition of the boundary, and it was transmitted to somewhere in the human world, in the ears of an old man who had broken off his retreat.

"You've been missing for a long time, have you finally reappeared?"

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