Text Chapter 577 Cotton Palm

The swordsmen behind took advantage of the situation and continued to attack Chen Qiaozhi in front of him.

Tang Xiaolong over there also became more and more panicked as he fought.

The machete stained with blood in his hand was slashing lifelessly at the swordsmen around him. He didn't care about the swordsmanship of those swordsmen and just chopped down one by one.

A slap in the face!

One of the swordsmen slashed Tang Xiaolong's arm from the left side.

Tang Xiaolong endured the pain and suddenly seemed to be going crazy. He grabbed the other swordsman's neck, then screamed and squeezed the swordsman against the wall on one side.

The swordsman was stunned and didn't understand what happened, but saw the machete in Tang Xiaolong's hand slashing across the swordsman's neck!

The aorta and neck of the swordsman suddenly spurted out scarlet blood like a fountain...

His eyes bulged and widened... Then the machete in his hand fell to the ground with a clang, dead!

His throat was cut open by Tang Xiaolong and died.

The remaining swordsmen were slightly stunned when they saw the blood all over Tang Xiaolong's body, especially when they saw this guy's eyes turned red like a mad cow.

After all, they are human beings, and they all have to be afraid of death!

"come!"

"Damn it, come back if you have the ability..." Tang Xiaolong screamed like he was crazy, covered in blood, and kept waving the bloody machete in his hand, looking like he was fighting for his life. Posture.

Facing the crazy Tang Xiaolong, the swordsmen of the Duanmu family hesitated slightly.

"Useless thing!" A sinister roar suddenly came out of the blood monk's mouth.

"Everyone, step back." Monk Dan suddenly said angrily when he saw the blood.

When the swordsmen heard the words of the Blood Lord, they quickly helped the injured brothers around them and retreated.

After all the swordsmen retreated, the blood monk moved towards Tang Xiaolong step by step with a ferocious smile.

Tang Xiaolong was covered in blood at the moment, and he didn't know whether the blood was from him or from the swordsmen of the Duanmu family. He looked ferocious and cautious.

At this moment, when he saw the blood monk wearing a blood-red robe walking towards him with a ferocious smile, he immediately cursed: "You damn fat man! I will kill you!"

Tang Xiaolong roared angrily, and regardless of his physical injuries, he raised the bloody machete in his hand and slashed at the bloody monk bravely.

A strange smile suddenly appeared on the corner of the blood monk's mouth, and his smiling face turned terrifying in an instant, with murderous intent on his face.

"court death!"

With a loud voice, his short and fat body suddenly rushed toward Tang Xiaolong like a rapidly rolling ball.

It is undeniable that this blood monk, one of the four elders of the Duanmu family, is definitely not a fool!

The speed of his move alone was already amazing.

The blood monk who was originally wearing a blood-red robe, when he attacked Tang Xiaolong faster than lightning, he was like a thick blood, rolling towards Tang Xiaolong wildly.

Tang Xiaolong was originally on the offensive, but when the blood monk suddenly attacked him like a violent storm, he was really shocked!

I never thought that this short, fat man wearing a blood-red robe would have such high martial arts skills!

At that moment, the machete in his hand shifted from offense to defense, lying in the middle to block the blood monk's offensive.

But when the Blood Monk, who was attacking as fast as thunder, saw the machete in Tang Xiaolong's hand, a sinister smile suddenly appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he suddenly pushed forward with his chubby palm.

A burst of invisible huge palm force suddenly hit Tang Xiaolong's chest.

Tang Xiaolong was shocked and hurriedly dodged!

The strong and powerful wind of the palm brushed against Tang Xiaolong's cheek, causing his cheek to feel burning pain!

One can imagine how powerful and domineering the blood monk's palm must be!

Tang Xiaolong, who tried his best to avoid the bloody monk's palm, was really surprised!

I couldn't help cursing secretly in my heart: Who is this damn fat man in the Duanmu family? So powerful?

Tang Xiaolong did not dare to attack rashly at this moment. He was holding the bloody machete in his hand, breathing heavily, and staring at the bloody monk.

"Good boy, you can avoid my palm!"

"Try my palm again!"

Cotton Palm: This is one of the famous skills of Blood Monk!

This cotton palm is soft and windless when struck out, but when it hits a person, the force is extremely fierce. The person who is hit by Ci Cotton Palm will definitely have several tendons in his body broken! If someone who has not practiced is hit by this palm, he will definitely be killed on the spot.

Tang Xiaolong felt this deeply just now.

Imagine that the cold palm wind made Tang Xiaolong's cheeks burn with pain. How terrible it would be if it really hit Tang Xiaolong!

Therefore, Tang Xiaolong was extremely cautious at this time and never dared to attack rashly again.

I saw him standing with his sword horizontally, and with a sudden move, he slashed Huashan towards the bloody monk.

The blood monk didn't even try to dodge. He stretched out his left hand slightly. The strong wind blowing out from inside the broad blood-red sleeve robe made Tang Xiaolong's sword move slightly slow.

Then the blood monk suddenly turned his right hand!

"Slap me again!"

As soon as the voice came out, I saw the soft palm in my right hand suddenly pressing towards Tang Xiaolong's chest...

A fierce and vicious palm was attacking Tang Xiaolong.

Tang Xiaolong was shocked and wanted to dodge, but he had no choice. The blood monk's attack speed was really fast beyond the imagination of normal people.

Isn’t this? Seeing the blood monk's fierce and domineering palm, it hit Tang Xiaolong's chest hard and fatally.

Chen Qiaozhi on the other side saw that Tang Xiaolong was about to be hit in the chest by the vicious blood monk. At this moment, he couldn't help shouting: "Xiaolong, be careful..."

But when he called out, it was still a step too late!

The soft palm of the blood monk's right hand slapped Tang Xiaolong's chest hard!

If this palm was really struck, Tang Xiaolong's heart would be shattered!

At this critical moment, seeing that Tang Xiaolong remained calm in the face of danger, since he could no longer dodge this move, he could only neutralize the strength of this palm at this moment!

Tang Xiaolong suddenly blocked his chest with a sword...

With a sudden palm strike.

But the bloody monk's fierce palm suddenly hit the back of the machete in Tang Xiaolong's hand...

Click!

The sharp machete couldn't withstand the fierce blow, and one machete was broken in half. And what about Tang Xiaolong? After the machete in his hand blocked part of the Mianzhang palm movement, he was still shocked by the remaining force and felt a pain in his chest!

A mouthful of blood spurted out directly from his mouth, and scarlet blood stains suddenly fell from the corners of his mouth.

But he didn't fall, he just stepped back a few steps... his face was as pale as death!

The hand holding the broken knife was also trembling slightly... The blood stains left on his arm slowly dyed his wrist red...