"Do it!" Before Bishui Shura could finish his words, he was already like a ghost, rushing towards Wei He as quickly as possible.
This time she really acted. The speed of her movements was much faster than before.
Even Wei He is not as good as her in terms of absolute speed and explosive power.
With almost a flash of purple shadow, the person was already in front of him.
"Senior, why should you be impatient?" Wei He raised his hand to block.
Bang!!
A huge force swept across the legs of Bishui Shura.
A piece of clothing exploded between the two.
Bishui Shura's legs are like comic strip circles, and the Mountain-moving Strength derived from the Mountain-moving Qi Technique is struck one after another in a crazy manner.
Insert an app: a perfect replica of the old version of the book-chasing artifact and a replaceable source app——.
The effect of Yishan Jin is to increase the impact force. At this time, it really unfolds. With the help of the power of the chain kick, Wei He is immediately beaten and retreats continuously.
At the same time, Ruan Qinghong also attacked from one side and kicked Wei He in the waist.
The Luan Zhen Jin that she is good at is famous for its unpredictable changes and its strength is like a drill, which penetrates into a wound and explodes. The special effects happen to be similar to the Wang family's Feng Yu Jin, which also enhances the explosive power.
At this time, the two of them cooperated, and the mountain-moving force from the front was like a heavy hammer, one after another.
The chaotic energy on the side is like a sharp thorn, insidious and vicious. It aims at Wei He's vitals from time to time. If you don't pay attention, the protective force will be broken by it, and blood will spatter five steps away.
"Today next year will be the day you die!"
The third person, Gui Yan Pagoda Master, jumped up and struck with a sword. Qianji Jin was activated. A large amount of invisible power like silk threads wrapped around Wei He's body and began to reverse the direction of his movement and the angle of his attack.
The three of them worked together to make a real move, and two of them were as fast as Wei He.
At this point, he had no way or time to dodge.
Seeing that the three powers were about to hit his protective rain-covering power.
Wei He's whole body bone strength combined with huge force exploded at the same time. At the same time, his body retreated sharply.
boom!!!
Four people touch points.
A large amount of force exploded and escaped, hitting the nearby tree trunks like arrows, opening holes one after another.
The impact on the ground also caused holes of different sizes to appear in the grass and soil on the ground.
At least half of the power of Ruan Qinghong and Bishui Shura hit Wei He's body.
Wei He's clothes were torn open on the spot and exploded, revealing his body underneath.
But underneath his body, he was surprisingly wearing a layer of gray-white inner armor.
The inner armor was like fish scales and was woven extremely finely. It was the special inner armor worn by Yan Yanshan back then.
"The Swallow Fish Armor of the High Mountain!?" Bishui Shura's eyes were focused, and he felt that half of his strength was dispersed by the catharsis, and the remaining part hit Wei He's body without any pain or itching.
The two people on the other side felt the same way.
Ruan Qinghong's Luan Zhenjin was also mostly removed, and Gui Yan Pagoda's dagger was the only move Wei He faced head-on. But it still failed.
Three people besieged him and attacked him head-on, but they still failed to capture Wei He.
Wei He continuously flew into the air, used his strength to turn over, and landed lightly on the end of the stone bridge, forming a confrontation with the three people.
puff.
He couldn't help opening his mouth and spitting out a small mouthful of blood.
At the same time, he fought against three top masters of dirty training, and even he had to suffer minor shock injuries.
"It seems that my limit is to deal with two people at most." Wei He sighed.
"I raised you up."
He turned around and looked in the other direction.
"Everyone, when will we see you again?"
"I see you didn't have a great time playing?" Wang Shaojun held a folding fan in his hand and slowly walked out of the woods nearby.
With him was Xie Yan of Tianyinmen.
The two people were in two directions, but they walked out together. Xie Yan couldn't help but glance in Wang Shaojun's direction.
"Master, three versus three, I can at most help hold it off for a while." Among the three of them, she was no match for any one of them.
"Only if you know how to call people!?" The master of Guiyan Pagoda remained calm and clapped his hands again.
Immediately, four figures with white masks jumped out from behind her and landed steadily.
The four people exerted their strength and stirred up the airflow around them. It was clear that they were all bone-forging martial arts masters.
These four people are the last secrets of Guiyan Pagoda, and they are also top killers with their own unique names just like Wang Shaojun back then.
Guixianzi, Yueqingzi, Wanhezi, Queyunzi.
The four of them went out together, representing Guiyan Pagoda's final top combat power. They all went out together.
"Tower Master, this mission is a bit troublesome. You didn't say you were dealing with a dirty master." One of the men said in a frivolous tone.
"This Master of the Ten Thousand Poison Sect is someone who can fight me to a draw at the level of bone forging. You can come up and ask for advice." Master Guiyan Pagoda said coldly.
Since she planned to ambush Wei He, she must have taken into account the current combat effectiveness of Tianyinmen. Now there is only one more Wang Shaojun, and she is still in her calculations.
"It just so happens that Jiao Yuzi is here too. Today we will settle all the grudges together. You all can stay here together." She stared at Wang Shaojun in a cold voice.
"Interesting." Wei He looked at Wang Shaojun, "Master Wang, some people say they want to beat you to death. What do you think?"
Wang Shaojun folded his fan and smiled.
"Dad, some people say they want to beat me to death, what do you think?" He leaned slightly to the side.
In the woods, a middle-aged scribe came out and landed steadily beside him.
"It doesn't matter what I think. What matters is what your grandpa thinks."
He raised his eyes and looked to one side of the river.
I don't know when there was an old man sitting alone on the river in a small boat. He floated slowly to the stone bridge without any wind.
The old man raised his head, revealing a face full of kindness and kindness.
"Guiyan Pagoda, I really miss the last time I saw him, when Shangguan Ji fought and killed the previous tower owner. I didn't expect that you would take over as the new tower owner.
Fu Yanling, your father was hit by me last time, I wonder if his injury is okay now?"
"Wang Zhihe!!" Master Guiyan Pagoda's expression changed, and his voice couldn't help but tremble a little.
As early as when Wang Shaojun's father came forward, she already had an ominous premonition. When Wang Zhihe came forward, this old immortal who had teamed up with others to hurt her father.
She knew she was in big trouble.
Not only her, but Ruan Qinghong and Jiao Ning, the Bishui Shura of the Lishan Sect, also had their expressions change drastically.
If the appearance of Wang Shaojun and his father Wang Yehe only made their formation slightly weaker, then the appearance of Wang Zhihe was like the Dinghai Shenzhen, completely overwhelming their actual combat strength.
Wang Zhihe is a member of the same generation as Shangguan Ji. Wang Zhihe, a famous scholar in Xuanjing, did not get this reputation from everyone, but earned it by himself.
In today's troubled world, Wang Zhihe has been traveling alone for decades, and his martial arts skills are unfathomable.
This person once had a real fight with Shangguan Ji Yuchizhong, but he only took the initiative to give in, saying that he was not as good as the two of them.
But no one knows how much less than the two.
After all, if it's not as good as ten moves, it's still not as good. If it's not as good as one move, it's still not as good.
"Fu Yanling, I won't kill you, but you need to come with me to Jiande Temple." Wang Zhihe looked at the owner of Guiyan Pagoda kindly, just like a kind grandfather looking at the poor little girl on the roadside.
"I" Guiyan Pagoda Master's chest kept rising and falling, and he opened his mouth to say something.
"You'd better be obedient, otherwise I'm afraid I'll beat you to death." Wang Zhihe looked at her kindly and smiled.
He wore a kind and gentle old face, but he said such honest words that destroyed the worldview.
Not only Guiyan Ta’s three views were a bit unsustainable, but even Wei He and others also had a psychological contrast.
"Do you think you will win?" Fu Yanling was so angry that he went crazy.
"It's been a long time since I've done anything. You might as well show me how powerful your wild energy is compared to your father's." Wang Zhihe stood up from the boat.
"Don't bully others too much! Ruan Qinghong, do it!!" Fu Yanling finally couldn't help it, roared angrily, and surged out with all his strength.
"Coffin!!" She roared loudly, her whole body strength nearly doubled, she slashed her arms like a flying eagle, and pounced on Wang Zhihe from top to bottom.
On the other side, Wang Ye Hezheng and Lishan sect Bishui Shura Jiao Ning started to attack, and they fought quickly.
Spring Breeze Transforming Rain Technique versus Mountain Moving Qi Technique, the two true skills are tit for tat, and they are evenly matched in a short period of time.
Wang Shaojun lightly blocked the four bone-forging killers.
"Long time no see, four of you. In fact, I wanted to teach you a lesson a long time ago. Unfortunately, I never had the chance."
"You are not ashamed to speak loudly." Two of the four of them dealt with Wang Shaojun, while the other two faced Xie Yan, who was attacking from the side.
For a moment, there were powerful sputtering explosions everywhere on both sides of the small stone bridge. The buzzing of the collision was like a bell, and they exploded one after another.
Ruan Qinghong, who was alone, quietly took out a small bottle of emerald green liquid from the poison sac behind him with his hands.
Crush it with a click, and the liquid in the bottle escapes and evaporates quickly.
Click.
Almost at the same time, Wei He, who was not far away, also had a small bottle in his hand. The bottle contained a similar lavender liquid.
The bottle was crushed, and the liquid inside evaporated at the same time, and was soon shaken hard and dispersed to dryness.
"What a fragrant smell. I haven't smelled such pure black smoke for a long time." Wei He looked intoxicated and took a deep breath of the poisonous gas dispersing in the air.
The two poisonous gases are quickly neutralized and turned into harmless water vapor with a slight itching sensation.
"Young man, Jiuying has never taught you what it means to respect the youngest?" Ruan Qinghong's eyes shrank, and she suddenly raised her hand and spilled a handful of medicine powder.
Various types of medicinal powders in more than ten colors flew and scattered in the wind.
Almost at the same time, Wei He's eyes turned cold, and his poison sac was like lightning. At the same time, his nose twitched rapidly to distinguish.
‘Seventeen kinds of aromas, three kinds of medicinal powders, six kinds cannot be in contact with skin, seven kinds cannot be inhaled into the lungs, they are delayed mixed poisons. Four plants are latent poisons. The coping method is one, four, five’
He jumped back quickly and at the same time raised his hand to shoot out a piece of light yellow poisonous powder.
The poison powder is a mixture of pure white and pure yellow poison powder. Once it is thrown out, it hits the poison powder spilled by Ruan Qinghong, and there is a hissing and corroding sound from both sides.
There was an obvious burning smell in the air.
The two poisonous powders offset each other, and Ruan Qinghong's complexion changed slightly. He didn't expect that his poison would be removed by a younger generation.
Without saying anything, she took out three black balls from her pocket and hit them in three directions: Wang Zhihe, Wang Yehe and Wang Shaojun.
Bang bang bang!
Before the three balls could fly very far, they were intercepted by a piece of gravel thrown by Wei He halfway.
The three spheres exploded into black smoke, and the smoke spread out in large areas, covering the entire surrounding environment of the stone bridge.
Wei He took out a small bamboo tube with one hand, threw the bamboo tube up, and he shot out a powerful force, crushing it accurately.
Bang!
Large silver water droplets suddenly exploded inside the bamboo tube.
The water droplets are like countless gravels, passing through the black smoke that is about to spread, and quickly shrink the smoke and knock it down.
"Get up!" Ruan Qinghong raised his hand again, and a small silver snake shot out of his sleeve, as fast as lightning, and quickly bit Wei He.
Even Wei He couldn't react to the speed of this little snake. He only felt a flash of silver light in front of his eyes and the little snake was already in front of him.
Wei He hurriedly swerved and narrowly avoided the snake's bite.
What was strange was that the little snake actually turned around in mid-air, turned its head, and bit him on the back of the neck again.
Fortunately, Wei He's movement was weird. Now that he had reacted and was prepared, it was not as dangerous as before.
One person and one snake quickly changed direction, moving back and forth to dodge at the bridge end.
puff.
Wei He's whole body bone strength was revealed, and he shocked the little snake to death in an instant, and then looked at Ruan Qinghong.
This person had escaped at least a hundred meters away.
puff.
Suddenly, a strong figure swooped in from the right, holding a Zen staff. At an extremely fast speed, he hit Ruan Qinghong on the waist with the staff.
Ruan Qinghong vomited blood on the spot, her body hunched over like a shrimp, and she crashed into the woods like a cannonball. She didn't know whether she was alive or dead.
"Amitabha, it seems that I came at the right time." The man clasped his hands towards Wei He from a distance. He had a lion-like white beard and a black Zen staff as thick as his thigh.
Wei He didn't have to think twice to guess the severity of Ruan Qinghong's injuries.
"Master's power!" He also smiled and put his hands together in return.