C913 Palm Technique

Abe Akiaka struck out with his palm. Using the surging force from Zhang Jingxuan's palm, he instantly soared into the sky and descended from the sky. Once again, he thrust his palm toward Zhang Jingxuan.

"I'll speak! Bald monk, why do I find this move of this Japanese man so familiar? It's not a legendary martial art that has been lost for a long time. It's a palm technique that descends from the sky. Why do I feel like Brother Zhang is in trouble?"

" Hey, what do you know!? If it really is the long-lost ultimate skill of Shaolin, the Tathagata Divine Palm, then there's no need to waste so much effort. Who cares what kind of sect master you are, Cereal God, you still fell to the ground with a single palm. No matter how big they were, could it be that most of them surpassed the Tathagata Buddha? The Japanese's martial arts were just like a pile driver. It was difficult to be petty and elegant. Let's take a look first..."

On the other side, Monk One and One were still muttering. In the blink of an eye, Zhang Jingxuan had almost reached the border of life and death.

After Abe Akiaka's first palm strike, his body flew up about three meters high. In the blink of an eye, he landed on the ground like a rabbit leaping up and down. In the blink of an eye, he struck out three palm strikes consecutively.

Each palm strike was more important than the last. His body flew higher and higher.

The first palm strike of the following three palm strikes had already made Zhang Jingxuan suffer. The force of this palm strike was extremely heavy. It was exactly as Zhang Jingxuan had thought. One palm strike! When it came down, it made Zhang Jingxuan feel as if he had been struck by a sledgehammer of a Giant Spirit God. It was so easy for him to withstand it, but he could already feel the stench of blood in his throat.

Abe Akiaka also borrowed the strength of this palm to soar to a height of twenty feet.

Now, even those who did not know martial arts could see it. Zhang Jingxuan's situation was very bad.

Abe Akiaka attacked again and again, flying higher and higher. After falling, the force of his palm became greater. When the second palm strike landed, he flew more than 30 meters into the air. He was almost at the height of the roof beam. At the third palm strike, the palm force of the two people collided, with a muffled sound of "coaxing." It seemed that the palm force was too violent this time. Abe Akiaka's confinement could no longer cut off the sound.

A mouthful of blood gushed out from Zhang Jingxuan's mouth. Abe Akiaka also borrowed the strength of this palm to rise more than 40 feet into the sky. His figure had already disappeared into the thick beam of the house.

It seemed like Zhang Jingxuan was seriously injured by this palm strike. He had already sat down on the ground.

As for Abe Akiaka, who was flying in the air, it seemed like he only needed a little more time to end this battle.

However, Abe Akiaka, who had flown to the roof beam and vanished into thin air, seemed like he was thinking about his life. He didn't make this final strike for a long time.

Not only that, those with good hearing ability would also hear it. Just now, a light sound was heard from the top of the beam. Immediately following that, there was another sound that could not be heard, and that sound made people's hair stand on end. It was as if there were tens of thousands of rats or huge insects eating something. Fortunately, those who could hear this sound... Very few. Zhang Jingxuan, who was sitting on the ground, had an unfathomable expression on his face. In short, he did not seem to be in a hurry.

Just as everyone was bewildered and bewildered, Abe Akiaka's figure finally descended from the sky as expected.

However, when they saw his figure descending, they couldn't figure out what was going on. With a loud bang, Abe Akiaka's body completely lost control and fell to the ground like an innocent rag bag.

No one could understand what was going on.