The God of Martial Arts

Chapter 1065 The Demon's Trace Reappears
There are not many thin and thin steel needles, but they are like a crossbow, and they come out like a bow. They are wrapped in exquisite concealed weapons and the power of the heavenly man, and they are shot at the guards guarding in front of the mountain wall in an instant.

These guards are all well-cultivated, there are many innate masters, and there is even a strong man with a great mastery of soul.

However, in the face of Wen Jingjing's poisonous needles, he had no power to fight back. He was instantly pierced into a large acupoint in his body. The poison contacted the flowing blood and exploded quickly, causing more than a dozen people in the mountain to turn blue and bleed. corpse.

And just when Wen Jingjing jumped out and used the poisonous needle to kill the guards of the Bai family, Zhou An and Yu Hui, who had been hiding on the other side and had been maintaining superficial peace with Wen Jingjing, also shot.

Zhou An bounded his hands into a fist, clenching his fist and punched Wen Jingjing. The moment he struck, his curled five fingers stretched out. In addition to the force of the fist, a mass of feminine and net-absorbing force was derived. One push and one reverse, Dingzhou Xiaowu Sheng Zhou Tong's self-created bipolar energy in his youth.

The dignified Yu Hui showed a bit of a wild temperament at this time. When she stepped on her feet, the force of the collapsed mountain was urged, and she came out suddenly like a spring. Against the turbulent mountain wind, her body was like a mermaid swimming in the sea to warm herself. Jingjing's side.

Waving his hand as a hammer and throwing it out, the energy and blood overflowed, turning into a raging furnace covering the body surface, the momentum was like a mad tiger, that is, a mad tigress.

The husband and wife cooperated seamlessly and had a perfect understanding. Moreover, Zhou An used his external energy to restrain Wen Jingjing, making Wen Jingjing tired of defense. The effect, the combat power is greatly enhanced.

Wen Jingjing seemed to have expected it a long time ago, her delicate Qiong nose wrinkled, and when the unexpected happened, she calmly took out two smooth iron balls the size of goose eggs from her cuffs, hung them between her fingers, and exerted force flick.

One iron ball hit Zhou An's outburst of zhenqi, and the other hit Yu Hui who was suddenly close to him.

Only two very close sounds of glass breaking were heard, and the two iron balls exploded, bursting out colorful and rancid smoke from them, sizzling and corroding all the substances they came into contact with.

The human body, the extremely dense qi, and the hard semi-copper ground seem to have nothing that this harsh smoke can't destroy.

Yu Hui reacted very quickly, watching the smoke drift towards her, and then pushed her feet again, the whole person flew upside down, breathed out a long breath of condensed true energy, like a tenth-level hurricane rushing out, blowing away the poisonous mist that was close to her. scattered.

When it landed on the ground, Yu Hui's eyes were rejoicing, and fine light sweat had unconsciously ooze from the top of her white forehead.

However, although she escaped unharmed, Wen Jingjing's figure also disappeared in place, apparently fleeing into the cave inside the mountain wall while the two were in a hurry.

"I missed it. I didn't expect this woman to be so cautious. Let's go too. Her identity is a mystery and her purpose is unknown. The Bai family has no precautions. If she tricks me, our trip will come to naught."

While Yu Hui was still in shock, Zhou An had already leaned forward, stretched out a generous palm to hook his wife's shoulder, and cast his gaze into the seemingly dark cave, his eyes flickering.

In the past, Zhou An and Yu Hui both lived in seclusion in the villa, living in harmony every day, husband and wife, living a life that only envied mandarin ducks but not immortals, so they were inexperienced in the world, and their ability to deal with emergencies was also weak.

But ability is ability, and strength is strength. Although Wen Jingjing is full of tricks and tricks, Zhou An and Yu Hui still have great confidence to suppress her.

The poisonous needles before and the iron ball poison gas afterward belonged to heretics in the world and were generally not taken by others, so Zhou An and Yu Hui guessed that Wen Jingjing's strength might not be strong.

And Wen Jingjing has a slim figure and a thin layer of clothes, so she can't hide many hidden weapons at all, so what kind of wind and rain can it cause?

After finishing speaking, Zhou An and Yu Hui also walked towards the cave with light steps.

"Unexpectedly, that woman looks dignified and decent, like a lady of everyone. Once she starts her hands, she is so mighty and powerful, and her cultivation level is very good. She is really a person."

Nan Fenglan looked at the direction in which Yu Hui was leaving, and said, her eyes were full of surprise and strangeness.

Before Yu Hui stopped her from killing outside Lianchuan City, she thought she was a decent little woman, but she missed her.

Xiang Yang let go of Nan Fenglan's hand, and stepped forward, as if shrinking the ground into an inch, to the side of the dead guard of the Bai family, carefully bent down, and observed the dead.

After watching the dead, Xiang Yang came to the place where the poisonous mist fell just now, watching the originally extremely hard soil corroded into thick water and turned into a small pond with potholes, thinking deeply.

The acupoints on the body that the poisonous needle penetrates, as well as the technique of administering the needle, are very similar to the Thirteen Chapters of Ghost Gate, which is a branch of the ghost doctor.

The violent toxin hidden in the needle, and the poisonous mist contained in the iron ball afterwards, are like the means of the plague doctor of the Demon Sect.

Of course, this is just Xiang Yang's guess. There are various acupuncture methods in the world, and experts in poisoning are not only from the plague doctor's lineage, but if Wen Jingjing, a woman who is not good at martial arts, can change like this in a few years Yes, I am afraid that is the only explanation.

"The thirteen acupuncture needles of the ghost gate are best at pricking acupuncture points with ghost needles, stimulating potential and improving skills. If Wen Jingjing cooperates with the training method of the plague doctor, at the cost of consuming her own life, it is not incomprehensible to achieve such a martial art."

What Xiang Yang can't figure out is how Wen Jingjing learned the martial arts of these two families, what relationship does she have with the Demon Sect, and will this relationship affect the upcoming battle?
"Why, what did you see?"

Seeing Xiang Yang's actions, Nan Fenglan asked curiously, but she couldn't see the way.

"Wen Jingjing's martial arts are pretty good. This acupuncture method and the method of using poison are likely to be of the ghost doctor and plague doctor of the Demon Sect. I was thinking, how did she learn the techniques of these two schools?

No, when she was hiding in the fire room in Beiyuan as a cook, she managed to hide it from Bai Xiong. The yin and yang qi that enveloped her body seemed to belong to the martial arts of the Acacia lineage, and she was also the head of the three schools. How could it be possible? "

While Xiang Yang muttered, he thought of something unusual about Wen Jingjing.

Although there are masters in the 36 branches of the Demon Sect, all of them are old demons in the Demon Sect. Not to mention their cultivation, their status in the Demon Sect and their loyalty to the Demon Sect are unparalleled .

Wen Jingjing is just an orphan whose family has been exterminated, how can He De be so valued by others?

Could it be that this Demon Sect also conspired with the things in this mausoleum to help Wen Jingjing improve her martial arts at all costs?
Xiang Yang has a headache.

But then he suppressed his doubts, now is not the time to think about these miscellaneous things, he must quickly enter the cave, lest the duck with its mouth fly away.

(End of this chapter)