A Scroll of Infinite Glory

Chapter 125 Holy Fist Technique, Wine Immortal Staff, First Victory

"what!"

Fan Kelian's severed arm was not only a broken right arm, but also half of his shoulder bone was cut off by this knife.

For an ordinary person, such an injury would result in enough blood loss to be fatal in an instant.

However, he was, after all, a protector of the Fire Luo Path, a first-rate expert. As he cried out in pain, the afterimage created by his left hand had already sealed eleven vital acupoints around the wound, stopping the bleeding, relieving the pain, and locking in his vital energy.

The blood that should have gushed out like a spring was instead reduced to a thin, viscous layer of blood that slowly flowed from the wound due to the sealing technique of acupoint sealing with true qi.

tick, tick...

Blood fell to the ground.

Fan Kelian's face was pale from blood loss and slightly bluish from anger. He swung his left hand forward again.

His Sun God Cone collided with the longsword thrown by Guan Luoyang. They were originally separated, with the longsword shooting upwards, crossing the street and disappearing from sight for the time being, while the Sun God Cone pierced the ground at an angle.

At this moment, with a wave of Fan Kelian's left hand, golden light burst forth from the ground.

It turned out that a thin, transparent cord, about the thickness of a baby's little finger, was tied to his wrist, connecting to the tail of the golden cone. At this moment, he gripped the cord with his left hand, released his inner force, and the golden cone tore through the ground, arced in the air, and emitted a sharp, loud screech before crashing back towards Guan Luoyang.

As the cone flew past, the light it emitted became increasingly dazzling at an extremely rapid pace.

It was as if a ray of golden light, upon reaching Guan Luoyang, suddenly transformed into a blinding, overwhelming radiance.

Even Chen Shouzhen, Che Jinfeng, and others, who were not the primary targets of the attack, couldn't help but narrow their eyes.

Che Jinfeng was in the worst pain. Even with his eyes closed, he felt the light shining directly through his eyelids, making his eyes sore and his tears flow uncontrollably. It was as if countless colorful things had appeared in front of him, and everything that his ears and nose could perceive became a blur.

Fan Kelian's Sun God Cone technique is most adept at destroying the enemy's five senses.

There was once a镖头 (head镖师, a kind of镖师, a kind of镖师, a kind of镖师, a kind of镖师) under the Iron Robe Hall, who was known as the Divine Eye Ying Qianli. He could see the fine hairs of an eagle flying a hundred feet away at a glance, and he could also tell whether a pregnant woman was carrying a boy or a girl, and he could tell if a patient had kidney stones. In terms of eyesight, he was so good that he was almost a supernatural being.

As a result, he and six colleagues encountered Fan Kelian's robbery. All six of them died, but he was the only one who was deliberately spared by Fan Kelian. After returning home, he found that the sky was black, the water was red, and people were covered in fur and horns with colorful bodies. If others moved even slightly faster, they would disappear from his sight. He could not see them at all and could only hear their voices.

Not long after, Ying Qianli could no longer bear the torment and hanged himself at home.

Fan Kelian was filled with extreme pain and anger. He concentrated ninety percent of his power and poured it into Guan Luoyang. The power to destroy his five senses far surpassed that he had used against Ying Qianli. The real piercing force carried by the spike was enough to easily penetrate a foot-thick wall of copper and iron.

But such dazzling light and such sharp penetration all missed their target.

The sharp cone shot directly into the courtyard from in front of the Taoist temple, creating a gust of wind, but it did not hit anything until the thin rope reached its limit.

Guan Luoyang unleashed his full speed, restraining the airflow and reducing gravity, moving silently as if he had vanished in an instant, appearing before Chen Shou in the blink of an eye.

The figure flashed before Chen Shouzhen's eyes and then suddenly disappeared. After arriving at Chen Shouzhen's place from the Taoist temple, it made a turn and pounced on Fan Kelian again.

"It is better to cut off one finger than to injure ten fingers of the enemy." This simple saying is an irrefutable truth in any battle.

Since Guan Luoyang has broken Fan Kelian's hand with a surprise attack, we should seize the opportunity and relentlessly pursue him until one of the three protectors is completely incapacitated.

Fan Kelian sensed his attack coming from the side, but the Sun God Cone was too late to retract. He could only push off with his feet, quickly retreat, and rotate his waist to block with his one arm.

Guan Luoyang was much taller than Fan Kelian. When he made his move, his arms unleashed dozens of punches in an instant, all aimed at Fan Kelian's head and chest from above.

Fan Kelian retreated while blocking, using one arm to block two fists. In an instant, his true energy was somewhat dissipated, and his skin and flesh were torn and painful. If he didn't block in time, the thunderous fist would pass through the opening and hit his chest.

With a bang, the protective aura that Fan Kelian had gathered on his chest shattered from the punch, blood gushed from his mouth, his clothes ripped apart, and he was sent flying.

The scenery around him flashed by, and a wall behind him rapidly approached. Just as he was about to crash into the outer wall of the house, Guan Luoyang caught up and slapped him on the head with a palm.

Fan Kelian mustered his remaining strength, gritted his teeth, and blocked with his arm once again.

boom!!

The one-armed Fire Guardian was slammed into the ground like a stake, his legs below the knees buried in the soil and rocks.

The ground centered on where he was standing was sunken and collapsed, while the clods of earth and bricks at the edges were slightly raised.

"Ugh!"

Fan Kelian vomited a mouthful of blood, and for a moment all his strength was gone. He slumped back, his calves sinking into the ground, and his buttocks sitting on the broken bricks.

"You! Who exactly are you?"

As he said this, his eyes swept over the room with resentment, a mixture of shock, anger, and resentment, wondering why the other two hadn't offered any help yet.

But Guan Luoyang didn't give Fan Kelian a chance to see the situation clearly. He clasped his hands together and struck Fan Kelian's temple. Judging by the force, he knocked Fan Kelian unconscious. Then he pulled Fan Kelian out of the ground and threw him next to Chen Shouzhen, right where Chen Shouzhen's right hand could reach the blade.

"Keep an eye on him."

Upon hearing the words, Chen Shouzhen nodded solemnly, and several wisps of sword energy emanated from his right-hand short sword, striking more than a dozen acupoints on the unconscious Fan Kelian.

The current senior disciple of the Lushan Sect was no less shocked than the unconscious Fire Luo Protector.

These Fire Luo Protectors suspected that the people in the Taoist temple had deliberately come to ambush them, but Chen Shouzhen knew very well that the black and white Taoist robe man in front of him, whose movements were incredibly swift and whose attacks were as aggressive as fire, should be Xue Longzi's disciple.

—In his imagination, he was a wandering swordsman with meager martial arts skills, unknown and without any achievements.

How could Xue Longzi have taught such a disciple?!

And... there's more than one.

Chen Shouzhen observed the entire process and saw it clearly.

Just as Guan Luoyang was chasing after the one-armed Fan Kelian, a sudden gust of wind swept in from the end of the long street.

Yang Jichang reacted alertly, and then a seemingly intangible giant claw slammed into the ground, leaving a tiger claw mark more than two inches deep.

The tiger claw mark was as big as a washbasin. When the attack missed, it immediately disappeared into the wind, leaving no trace. One could only be on high alert.

Even with Yang Jichang's extensive knowledge and his kung fu skills, which were relentless in destroying people, he couldn't figure out what kind of kung fu in the martial arts world could be so magical. He just had a vague feeling that this attack was definitely related to An Feiyu, who was standing at the other end of the long street.

On the other side, a bamboo stick also approached Kang Fulai, a long-limbed man from the Western Regions.

The person holding the stick was a clever young girl dressed in light green, but the stick in her hand was not entirely green. There was a circle of dark marks at each bamboo joint, and the whole stick had a jade-like luster.

This is a bamboo forest on the back mountain of Dazhu Peak in the Qingyun Sect from the world of "Zhu Xian". It is a special bamboo that has been growing for thousands of years. It has the elasticity of bamboo and wood, but can also withstand the supersonic steel core bullets of ordinary rifles without being damaged in the slightest.

When Gu Lanxiang hit someone with this stick, the mere tremor of the stick's tip was enough to send a chill down one's spine, as if the heavy weight of it was pressing down on one's heart.

But since I mastered the Four Symbols Palm technique, I've never been afraid of such blunt objects.

When the term "Four Symbols" was mentioned in the Tang Dynasty, it was often associated with various concepts in metaphysics.

However, he was from the Kang clan, one of the nine Sogdian clans in the Western Regions. There, the Four Elephant Palm refers to the palm technique that, when mastered, carries the power of four adult elephants charging and crashing with each strike.

This is an extremely powerful and fierce palm technique that can penetrate from the outside in, spreading throughout the entire body from both palms, thus achieving the effect of body tempering.

As long as it's not a sword or blade wielded by a top-tier master, Healing would dare to catch any other weapon bare-handed.

With a single palm strike, he created a whooshing sound, aiming it at the tip of the ancient orchid stick as if striking a needle against a wheat awn.

But when Gu Lanxiang's terrifyingly heavy blow landed on his hand, it was as light as a feather. With a flick of her wrist, the stick changed direction, avoiding the power of the Four Symbols Palm and stabbing towards the numbness in his elbow.

Kang Fulai gave a low shout, moved his elbow slightly away, and blocked the blow with the tip of his elbow.

The stick, which had been as light as a feather and could change direction effortlessly just moments before, now thrust into his elbow with an aura as heavy as a thousand pounds, as if a mad bull, its entire body cast in bronze and iron, had suddenly slammed into his elbow.

The ancient bamboo stick bent violently, pushing Kang Fulai away and leaving a shallow, circular dent on his elbow.

"What strength! To encounter such an enemy in the very first battle, I'd love to have a drink with him."

Gu Lanxiang tapped the ground with her right bamboo stick, uncorked the gourd in her left hand, took a swig, and said with a grin and a flippant tone, "Hey, do you think you're worth a second cup?"

Kangfu stretched his elbow and said, "You can give it a try."

Gu Lanxiang actually tilted her head back and raised her wine gourd.

Kang Fulai's eyes flickered, and in an instant, he made a decision, stomping his foot on the bamboo stick and simultaneously striking the chest of the person opposite him with his palm.

He had absolutely no concept of gender distinction or tenderness towards women.

But Gu Lanxiang didn't even look. She slightly retracted the bamboo stick, and only the tip of the stick was stepped on. She then raised the back half of the stick to block his palm.

Boom! ! !

The girl's arrogant posture of raising the stick with one hand was indeed no match for the fierce power of the Four Symbols Palm.

After a loud bang as the stick struck her hand, she staggered backward, dragging the stick with her. She flipped the gourd in her left hand, and it disappeared somewhere.

Kang Fulai pressed his advantage, the immense pressure from his palm strike causing the girl's hair to fly and her clothes to cling to her body. Her upper body involuntarily leaned back, but her toes had already raised the bamboo stick and were thrusting it towards Kang Fulai's waist.

In the blink of an eye, the stick tip came like a shooting star. Kang Fulai had no time to react other than to block it with a palm strike.

With a single clash, Gu Lanxiang straightened her body, her toes barely touching the ground, like the world-famous Hu Xuan dance, but much faster. Her intoxicated body spun around and moved to Kang Fulai's side.

The black bamboo stick, like a blue dragon covered in dark rings, used its spinning momentum to pierce Kang Fulai's right rib.

"To handle heavy objects with ease, to control light objects with ease, to be at ease with both light and heavy" is a description of the skill of using weapons. The four simple words "at ease with both light and heavy" can be said to be a never-ending learning process.

For ordinary people, being able to generate a force of over a hundred pounds with a wooden sword is already considered effortless. In the hands of a second-rate martial artist, wielding a thousand-pound iron hammer as easily as straw is also worthy of this praise.

But today, upon seeing this bamboo stick, Kang Fulai felt that everything he had seen before could be discarded.

In his memory now, nothing could be more fitting than this bamboo stick for the four words "light, heavy, natural, and unhurried".

After parrying that thrust, Kang Fulai unleashed an even more powerful aura with his palms, his steps shifting sideways and diagonally, his swiftness in short-distance movements was no less than that of any top-tier expert in light-body skills.

No matter how much he increased his power and speed, his hands could only be toyed with and struck the air.

Gu Lanxiang's posture was leisurely and lazy, like an immortal in a drunken stupor. Her stick, though seemingly simple, moved nimbly and skillfully, occasionally unleashing a powerful and chilling attack that disrupted her recovery.

After Guan Luoyang dealt with Fan Kelian, he glanced around and realized that this recovered Fan was actually the weakest of the three from Huoluodao. His fighting style was completely countered by Gu Lanxiang, so he couldn't even leave.

His gaze shifted and fixed on Yang Jichang.

Na Fulai was led by the nose and didn't even have the energy to notice Fan Kelian's miserable state, but Yang Jichang was quite different.

When Fan Kelian was thrown next to Chen Shouzhen, his expression changed slightly. When Guan Luoyang looked over, his eyes deepened, and with a flick of his sleeves, a hazy light and shadow suddenly enveloped him. He then dashed off to one end of the long street.

The tiger's claws, hidden in the air, reappeared.

Calling it a manifestation isn't quite accurate, because it wasn't a real tiger claw at all, but rather a shape made entirely of air. So when the speed decreased, it was impossible to distinguish it from the air.

Only when the attack is launched, the air forming the tiger's claw moves so fast that it compresses the rest of the air into a shallow wave of air, revealing the outline of the tiger's claw.

The tiger's claws swept across the hazy figure, clearly striking, yet hitting nothing, before falling to the ground.

As the pebbles flew, the tiger roared, and its head, body, and tail, all made of air and swirling with pale white patterns, appeared one after another from the colorless air.

When this tiger was lying down, it was still more than half a head taller than an adult man. If you include its body length, it was an enormous creature. At this moment, the tiger swung its entire body and its tail swept out horizontally.

Yang Jichang's "Bo Suo Bone-Shrinking Mudra" is divided into two parts: "Bo Suo" and "Bone-Shrinking". Bone-Shrinking is a technique used to kill, while Bo Suo is a self-defense technique.

When the swaying body technique is activated, it is like the swaying shadows of trees, deflecting the air and distorting the light, causing Yang Jichang's true form to shift by three to five inches from the hazy figure that others can see.

Moreover, the direction of this shift is entirely under his control; it can appear in front or behind at any moment, changing at will, unpredictable and beyond human comprehension.

However, when the tiger lunges sideways and sweeps its tail, the area covered is too wide to be avoided by simply shifting its position.

The hazy figure struck out with a palm, colliding with the turbulent air that formed the tiger's body. The figure swayed, then suddenly leaped up, moving with lightning speed in the middle of the long street, intending to jump onto the rooftops beside the street.

Guan Luoyang was even faster than him, flying through the air and striking him with a palm.

A surge of azure energy swept through, and the heat surged dramatically. When Guan Luoyang unleashed this palm strike, it was as if a fire had suddenly broken out around his body, with fierce flames shooting forward.

The intense heat and firelight instantly distorted and destroyed the illusion created by the graceful movement technique, revealing Yang Jichang's true form.

A palm strike came from the flames, and Yang Jichang countered with a backhand strike. The tiles beneath his feet shattered, and his body suddenly felt light as he floated up from the roof again.

"What kind of weird tricks are these?!"

Yang Jichang was secretly alarmed. Having no other choice, he could only unleash the Great Hand Seal of Shrinking Bones with all his might and strike it out in succession.

The tiger leaped upwards in the air, colliding perfectly with Guan Luoyang's heavy foot as it stomped down, providing it with ample momentum.

A figure brimming with vitality burst forth from the flames, and dozens of tiny, ant-like flying lights suddenly appeared around it.

The tiny shadow instantly converged into Guan Luoyang's palm as he raised his hand, clashing with Yang Jichang's palm strike.

Two people fell from the sky.

Guan Luoyang felt a sudden tightness throughout his body, his muscles, bones, skin, and qi spontaneously stretched and resisted, his vital energy surged, and he shattered the influence of this palm strike.

After landing, Yang Jichang felt a strange force travel from his arm straight to his lungs, causing a sudden, sharp pain in his heart and lungs.

Bai Family Sacred Fist, formless as the wind!

The power gathered from mayflies, after being launched into attack, will instantly disperse into mayflies again, penetrating the gaps between things with nothingness, and launching an attack directly on the enemy's weak points through the defense.

Just as Yang Jichang was momentarily distracted by the pain, the tiger pounced again.

Yang Jichang blocked with his arm, his body tilting backward from the impact. Seeing the tiger's mouth wide open, ready to bite him, he was suddenly filled with rage.

"These are just fancy tricks, not worthy of serious discussion. Get out of my way!"

He suppressed the excruciating pain in his lungs, swung his arms, and pushed forward. As he did so, a hazy, gray true energy formed a hemispherical shield in front of his palms, crashing headlong into the air tiger.

The collision of airflow and internal energy produced a sound like steel clanging.

That fierce tiger in the air was eventually smashed apart.

As the air currents dispersed, Yang Jichang's vision went black.

All the light in his eyes seemed to be taken away in that instant by an upward swipe.

Guan Luoyang adopted a strange boxing stance, lunging forward with his left hand protecting his dantian, his right hand forming a knife-like palm that swept across his side in an arc, his little finger flipping upwards and rising above his head.

The surrounding light was abruptly taken away when he raised his palm.

Bai Family Holy Fist, Heavenly Serpent Drinks Light!

In the brief moment of darkness, Yang Jichang instinctively unleashed his power, and an extremely bright slash, carrying light back into view.

Guan Luoyang's move cleaved through the steel-like true qi body, leaving a diagonal wound on Yang Jichang's chest.

Pfft!!!

A large cloud of blood mist shot out diagonally behind Yang Jichang.

"Damn it, who could have predicted this and laid an ambush with several top-tier experts to ambush us..."

Yang Jichang never understood this problem until his death.

This person is considered the strongest among the three protectors of the Fire Luo Path, so even if Guan Luoyang and An Feiyu joined forces to fight him, they couldn't bring themselves to capture him alive.

Guan Luoyang's attack, which he hadn't mastered very well, left him feeling weak for a few seconds after it was unleashed. He felt as if his vital energy and physical body had been completely depleted.

Anfeiyu, who had been standing at the other end of the long street, hadn't suffered such severe damage.

After the air tiger was smashed apart, and Yang Jichang was killed, a glittering light appeared under An Feiyu's left sleeve.

It was a silver bracelet on his left wrist, inlaid with a multi-faceted rhomboid blue-purple gemstone.

This stone comes from the world of "Star Journey" and can unleash superpowers based on an individual's psychological characteristics—the Rainbow Stone.

Anphifish's superpower is called "Activation Contract".

"Activate the Contract, Colorless Flying Eagle."

Anphifish's palm brushed across the air, and the air it touched suddenly condensed into an egg-like mass, with feathers, claws, and a sharp beak extending from its surface, and a pair of wings spreading out.

The activated air formed a subsonic raptor half a person's height, which, with a flap of its wings, merged into the air.

As Kang Fulai felt a sense of danger behind him, the bamboo stick seemed to stick to him at that moment, forcefully pushing and pressing down on his two palms.

The raptor, half the height of a man, slammed into his back like a highly compressed air projectile of the same volume.

Kang Fulai let out a loud cry, his body leaning forward uncontrollably, his hands clenching together as he tried to stop the bamboo stick.

Even the thousand-year-old exotic bamboo from the world of Jade Dynasty couldn't withstand his desperate strike. The bamboo joints were crushed by his palm force, and the bamboo fibers were squeezed out by his palms, releasing bursts of water droplets.

But Gu Lanxiang had no intention of taking the opportunity to deliver the blow.

As if she had anticipated this, she had already let go of her grip beforehand, and another thousand-year-old bamboo stick appeared in her palm from her personal space. She then thrust the stick forcefully into Kang Fulai's throat.

After recovery, his eyes suddenly widened.

"You might not be worth a few cups of wine, but you're certainly worth two bamboo stalks of mine."

The lingering scent of the courage-boosting liquor hadn't dissipated when the bamboo stick picked out a strong stench of blood.

Gu Lanxiang loosened the stick, then pushed forward with her fingers against the bottom of the bamboo stick.

Rest in peace.

Chen Shouzhen stared blankly at this scene.

Yang Jichang and Kang Fulai's bodies fell down one after the other.

The three protectors of the Fire Luo Path, three notorious and once rampant figures, top-notch experts, have all perished here today.

The senior disciple of Mount Lu was more shocked than delighted, and for a moment he could hardly believe what he had just witnessed.

"This...this, they just died like that...you..."

Chen Shouzhen opened his mouth, looked down at Fan Kelian who was right in front of him, and then his sword energy suddenly flickered, piercing a gash on Fan's leg.

Even while unconscious, Fan Kelian twitched slightly.

It's a real person!

Chen Shouzhen looked up at those people again, with only one thought in his mind.

How the hell did Xue Longzi raise three disciples like this?!

I recommend a book; it's an original magical girl story. It's a bit slow-paced, but the author is very good and incredibly cute.

Fans of characters like Hikari should check it out; it's called "What Kind of Magical Girl Are You?".

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