The sunset rays of light cast down on the right side of Tianya Tower. The shadow of the building is dark and moves slowly with the light.
More and more people are surrounding me, and a lot of eyes and eyes are focused on this place.
Mother-in-law and mother-in-law Zeng remained silent. No matter what Yan Haochun and the others said, they just said: Those who are not from the Tianyin Sect are not allowed to enter.
As time passed, Zhou Rong began to lose his patience.
"It's getting late, you two had better make plans early."
He took a step forward.
"Just the two of you, facing so many people, are nothing more than a mantis trying to beat a chariot."
Grandma Zeng sneered and didn't reply.
On the other hand, the old man with a cigarette stick on the side smiled.
"It seems that there is no way to be kind today, Zhou Rong, how many moves have you made?"
He took a few steps forward, and the cigarette rod rotated, bringing out a trace of power. It turned out that it was also a weapon.
"I've long heard that your Zhou family's Feixing Jin is very powerful, and I'm going to see it today."
Among all the people present, Zhou Rong was the only one who practiced Zang martial arts, and he was also the strongest one.
After practicing the internal organs, the martial artist will have a continuous source of energy in the bone strength, and the internal organs, bones, skin and flesh will all be impeccable. He has reached the state of cultivating both internal and external.
Therefore, training the internal organs is more of a perfection of the bone training. It allows the martial artist to explode the bone strength and turn it into a normal attack method.
Every move he makes is made of bone strength.
Of course, some martial arts masters who practice Zang are old, have lost both Qi and blood, and are extremely exhausted. Even if they practice Zang, they cannot stop the exhaustion of Qi and blood. Even if bone strength becomes the norm, they cannot prevent the overall strength of the whole body from declining.
It is meaningless when bone strength has declined to the point where it is just slightly stronger than normal strength.
"If you don't eat the toast, you'll have to drink wine as a penalty." Zhou Rong's face turned cold.
The other two factions may still be wary of Yi Er and these two desperate old immortals, but he is different.
He now maintains his martial arts properly and is still at its peak, so he is not too afraid of the two of them fighting for their lives.
"In this way, I will help you!"
He slowly approached Tianya Tower step by step.
His flying star power slowly increased, and clusters of powerful vortices like stars appeared around him, floating in the air.
This is the secret of Zhoujia Feixing Jin. This kind of power can be erupted at multiple points at the same time. It has strong penetrating power and full endurance. It has a strong effect on fingering.
Combined with the Zhou family's unique skill of Nian Hua Nineteen Postures, it can unleash astonishing power.
Zhou Rong has already practiced Feixing Jin and Nianhua Nineteen Styles to the point where the entire Zhou family is second only to the head of the family. He already lives independently outside the home, and there is a vague intention of dividing the family.
"Take the move!"
Immediately, he rushed forward and suddenly made a scratch on his right hand.
As soon as he pointed out, several groups of strength followed him around. This kind of gathering flying star strength was much stronger than the body-protecting strength of ordinary martial arts of the same realm.
It can be said that it is both offensive and defensive, extremely excellent.
The old man who smoked the cigarette did not dare to neglect. He lifted up the cigarette and faced him head-on with his strong bones showing.
puff!
As soon as the two people came into contact, they probably knew each other's details.
Zhou Rong's Flying Star Strength was obviously a lot stronger. He only lasted for a moment, and then he suppressed it, and then came a flurry of 19 moves and finger shadows.
After just five or six moves, the old man with a cigarette pole was at a disadvantage, and he was stuck on both sides.
"I'm here to help you!" Grandma Zeng stepped forward to help and hit Zhou Rong's side with a palm.
But on the other side, the white-haired old man beside You Ce jumped forward and stopped Granny Zeng.
"It is not the behavior of a gentleman to bully a small number with a large number." You Ce said with a smile, watching the fight on the field and quietly waiting for the result.
In the field, Granny Zeng was old and frail, much older than the white-haired old man from Youjia. Now one on one, she was at a disadvantage.
It's just that she didn't care and only wanted to fight her best, so the white-haired old man was constrained by everything and was afraid. He didn't want to trade injury for death, so he didn't have much advantage.
But it seems that winning is also a matter of time.
"Brother Yan, after everything is done, how about we share it equally among the three families?" You Ce gently shook his folding fan and looked at Yan Haochun.
"The left and right are just some martial arts secrets. It would be better if the three families like us copy each other and each have a copy." Yan Haochun said with a smile.
"That's okay." You Ce nodded with a smile.
Immediately, Yan Haochun chuckled and rushed towards the two people in Tianya Tower.
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At this time, it was several miles away from Qianbat Waterside Pavilion.
A Chijing military sentry tower loomed in the forest, with bow-wielding sergeants watching from above.
It was getting late at this time and torches were already lit on the sentry tower.
The surrounding woods swayed and swayed in the wind.
Suddenly, a figure quickly passed by the sentry tower.
Although the silhouette is fast, the sentinel's eyes can still see the trajectory when looking down from a high place.
The sentry just said nothing and pretended not to see it.
This is the survival wisdom of the sentinels near Black House Mountain. Everything they see and hear must follow a tacit understanding.
Since the death of thirteen sentries in a row, Wei He and Zhou Xingtong fought several times, and all ended in draws.
The sentry knew that it could not prevent Wei He from breaking through, so he stopped forcing it.
At this time, under the sentry tower, Wei He and Wan Ling launched the rain-covering rapid special effects and rushed towards the Thousand Bats Waterside Pavilion.
The sentry would not disturb the two of them, and they would not kill people at will.
The two of them moved forward at full speed, heading straight towards Tianya Tower. After getting the news that there was a siege there, they went there as soon as possible.
I just passed through the sentry tower and was almost out of the surrounding woods.
Dozens of figures have been waiting outside the forest for a long time.
Outside the woods, beside the galloping road.
Under the setting sun, fallen leaves are flying.
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A figure in a white dress, wearing a veil, with cold eyes, holding a long blue sword with a broad blade.
The long sword is nearly two meters long and as wide as a forearm. The hilt is wrapped with silver silk thread and has a pure white tassel at the end.
"Wei He of Wanqingmen?"
The woman in the white dress touched the ground with the tip of her sword and raised her eyes to look in the direction of Wei He. Her steps moved easily and she accurately blocked Wei He's direction.
"Who is your Excellency?" The road ahead was blocked, and Wei He and Wan Ling had to slow down.
The opponent's momentum is not weak, and there are many people around him.
The two of them stood at the edge of the forest, only one step away from going out. They also raised their eyes to look at the woman.
"Have you ever been to Qianhe Villa?" the woman in the white dress said solemnly.
"Qianhe Villa?" Wei He was stunned. "You mean the Qianhe He family that was wiped out before?"
"Since you know, you should understand why I came to you." The woman took a few steps forward, dragging her sword across the ground.
"You and Zhou Xingtong are the only ones in the entire Xuanjing City who both have supernatural powers, so..."
She looked up suddenly.
"I've been waiting for you for a long time!"
As soon as he finished speaking, more than a dozen figures around him shook their hands at the same time, shooting out a black dart.
More than a dozen darts hit Wei He hard from all angles with great force.
At least four of them carry the strength of a martial artist.
Moreover, these darts were extremely fast. They were obviously trained and coordinated to cover all angles and directions where Wei He could dodge.
"You go first." Wei He took a step forward and suddenly rushed forward.
Several darts hit him directly, but they couldn't even break through the protective force. He stiffened for a moment and then fell to the ground.
"I'll come later."
Wei He raised his right palm and struck the wandering dragon forward from the heart-breaking seal with a hundred turns.
He didn't use his bone strength, nor did he use the Jinghongjue divine power, he just used the body-protecting power naturally covering his whole body.
At this moment, the woman in the white dress in front raised her sword, and the sword flashed out with a silver sword.
Tsk tsk tsk!
In an instant, a large number of small forces appeared inexplicably around the sword light. These forces were like threads, constantly hitting and twisting Wei He's palm from the side. The direction of the force was pulled and skewed a little.
when!!
Swords and palms clash.
Wei He's complexion changed slightly, and he took a few steps back. He raised his hand and saw a faint red mark appeared on the palm of his hand, which turned out to be a slightly broken skin.
"If you can break my body-protecting power, you must be a nobody. Who are you?" At this time, he began to ask the other party's name seriously.
To this day, anyone who can take one of his blows without getting hurt is at least a bone-forging martial artist.
As for the entire Xuanjing City's bone-forging martial arts masters, there are actually only about twenty people. There are three major families coming and going, the Chijing Army, and the other forces can be ignored.
"You haven't answered me yet, have you ever been to Qianhe Villa?" The woman in the white dress said coldly. "You'd better answer carefully, otherwise, you will be unable to leave this open space today."
"Making me unable to leave this open space?" Wei He laughed, "I didn't expect that after so many days, someone would dare to say such things in front of me."
His expression slowly calmed down and he stared at the other person.
"If you only had the skills you had before..."
"Then go to hell..."
The figure flashed.
Wei He activated his Feilong Kung Fu, using the five-level Feilong Kung Fu combined with special effects to quickly grab the opponent with a palm.
The distance of seven to eight meters came in a flash.
At this time, his speed was much faster than before.
"Looking for death!" The woman in the white dress raised her sword forward and slashed with the blade. The strength in her body was like countless spider web tentacles, spreading around and entangling everyone and everything that came close.
Whoosh!
The sword blade was swung halfway, slashing towards Wei He's hand, but unexpectedly, Wei He's grasp turned into a finger and lightly tapped the side of the sword.
There was a soft ding, and Wei He used his strength to turn and dodge to the woman's side.
In an instant, the whale flood burst out with great force.
"Heart-broken!"
The killing move in the Heart-Breaking Seal exploded with a bang, hitting the woman's right shoulder with a palm.
Bang!!!
Unexpectedly, the woman also quickly raised her sword and blocked the move with her sword.
The two collided with each other, blasting away the surrounding air, turning into strong winds blowing around.
The nearby leaves and branches were swaying in the wind.
Wei He didn't stop, his figure was like a ghost, he turned back again, returned to the front, and connected his fingers.
Fuyujin kept hitting with great force.
The woman in the white dress slowed down a beat, and she clearly felt that Wei He's protective power was similar to hers, far beyond that of a bone-forging martial artist.
The most important thing is to move slowly step by step. Her movement speed is much faster than Zhou Xingtong, but she is still slower than Wei He.
At this time, when they were fighting each other, on the premise that the two had similar protective powers, their slower speed was a huge disadvantage.
The two of them fought hurriedly, and their movements were so fast that the dozen or so people around them couldn't get in the way, for fear that their shots would miss the target.
Not long after, thirty moves passed, and the woman in the white dress became slower and slower, feeling a slight stiffness in her arms.
Her expression suddenly changed slightly. After she stepped into Zang Zang Dacheng, she controlled everything about herself extremely carefully and accurately. She could detect the slightest change immediately.
Feeling bad at this moment, she hurriedly retreated. The broad-bladed sword swept all around. When it came to practicing Zang, there was no such thing as bone strength. Bone strength was used in daily life and integrated into body protection strength.
Therefore, training the internal organs is more about consolidating the power of bone strengthening.
At this time, she still couldn't defeat the opponent after thirty consecutive moves. The woman knew in her heart that the strength of the person in front of her was no longer inferior to hers.
If you have to kill hard, you may be able to use secret skills, but the gain outweighs the loss. It is nothing more than a skill that kills one thousand enemies and damages eight hundred.
Thinking of this, the woman was about to retreat and stop.
"Down!" Wei He suddenly heard a low shout.
The woman's heart was awe-inspiring, but she suddenly felt dizzy. She immediately knew something was wrong and hurriedly retreated.