Martial arts: In the desert, learn from the Seven Monsters

Chapter 209 The Function of the Vine

With a sullen face, Guo Jing continued to use various Nanshan palm techniques in his hands.

From the seven masters he knew at the beginning, to Mei Chaofeng and Chen Xuanfeng's Nine Yin Scriptures, to the Quanzhen School's Ma Yu's technique, to the Peach Valley Six Immortals' technique, to Zhaxingzi and Baituo The technique of Ouyang Ke, the young master of the mountain, then Zhao Zhenxi, the elder of the nine bags, and the technique of the second daughter of the Vulture Palace.

Finally, together with the techniques of the Three Immortals, Sha Tongtianhou Tonghai, and even the techniques of the Northland God Claw in his own hand.

All let Guo Jing borrow a thing or two to the most simple and unpretentious Nanshan Palm Technique.

The Nanshan palm technique was originally the simple palm technique practiced by the Nanshan woodcutter in the mountains and fields. Although it is rough, its tolerance and vitality are extremely rare.Guo Jing added different elements with the help of Qiao Feng's talent, and he didn't feel any sense of disobedience.

Seeing this, Na Shui became more and more excited as he fought, and the more he fought, the more interesting he became.

"Okay, okay, there are so many masters in martial arts."

"Well, let me see, this is the marrow palm of that evil sect, it's not fun, it's not fun."

"This is the yellow sand poisonous palm, barely counted as a skill."

"This insidious technique clearly looks a bit like the Nine Yin White Bone Claws."

"Huh? It's still the shadow of the Fallen Sword Excalibur on Peach Blossom Island."

The two fought against each other, extremely fast, with many changes, but Guo Jing made so many moves, and the opponent accepted them all. After two incense sticks of kung fu, Guo Jing had already used all the moves in his hand.

Hundreds of tricks have been shot.

Shui Gong on the opposite side was still very excited, and kept making those ordinary palm moves, but Guo Jing couldn't ignore them.

After these hundreds of moves, Guo Jing has used all his perceptions since he entered this world until now. Invisibly, it also gave Guo Jing an inexplicable perception, as if he had touched something. Like a transparent window paper, there is a feeling of reaching the limit.

However, the line is still blurred.

The people who watched the fight between the two outside could not see any tricks, they only saw that the two in front of them were fighting very quickly, between you and me, all kinds of moves emerged one after another, which made people dazzled.

It's just that after hundreds of moves, the two still haven't decided the winner, leaving everyone speechless.

Seeing this, Zhai Xingzi frowned, quietly looked at Tan Qingyan at the side, and said, "Although the Shuigong has made great efforts, it's just that the speed of dealing with this kid Guo Jing is a bit too slow. I think we might as well give him a helping hand."

Tan Qingyan thought for a moment, then nodded.

"Eh, no!"

That Zhai Xingzi was about to make a move, but suddenly his face changed, and he suddenly yelled.

"The old man from Beidi and Li Sanjiu are gone!"

Zhai Xingzi yelled.

"what!"

"Those two are missing?"

Everyone present was stunned.

Guo Jing and Shui Gong were startled when they heard the words, they turned their heads and looked over, but saw that the two people beside them really disappeared without knowing when.

The other people present were all paying attention to Guo Jing and Guo Jing, while Guo Jing and Guo Jing were concentrating on fighting, so no one paid attention to the two old men from Beidi who had won Jiuxiang Ruanjinsan.

However, after searching for a few times, Zhai Xingzi suddenly raised his eyebrows, pointed at the sky, and said,
"The old man from the North is there!"

Hearing this, everyone's eyes were immediately directed to a certain space on the wall by his voice and fingers, and there they saw two thick green vines tightly attached to a certain dark place, and on the vines, the old man from the Northland He Li Sanjiu's figure was properly restrained there.

The two of them had their eyes closed tightly, apparently in a coma.

"It turned out to be that vine!"

Guo Jing frowned.

The water on the opposite side saw this, but also stopped the movement of his hands, and looked at the strange vine thoughtfully.

But Zhai Xingzi looked sideways at the inside of the coffin. They had paid attention to Guo Jing before, but they didn't check the scene inside the coffin carefully. They saw their expressions on the hands of the people inside the coffin.

But he saw that there was a scripture book upright in his hand.

"What is this scripture?"

Zhaixingzi shouted.

When Tan Qingyan heard the words of the scriptures, his complexion suddenly changed, and he looked over quickly. When he saw the appearance of the scriptures, his eyes suddenly froze.

I saw some inexplicable meaning in his eyes, but he didn't speak.

Tan Qingyan saw Zhai Xingzi's interested expression, he also rolled his eyes slightly, and opened his mouth and said, "Zhai Xingzi, no matter what it is, I will take it first and then talk about it, we will go out and copy two copies of the contents. "

"Right on my mind!"

Zhai Xingzi also shouted at the same time.

The two of them suddenly didn't care about the vines on the wall.

"Shuigong, stop Guo Jing, I'll do it beforehand!"

That Tan Qingyan yelled at the middle-aged man Shui Gong, and then rushed towards the coffin together with Zhai Xingzi.

When Guo Jing heard this, he immediately raised his hand as if he was facing a formidable enemy, and carefully looked at Shui Gong on the opposite side.

But only saw Shui Gong on the opposite side, just looking at the coffin with a solemn face, and was not in a hurry to make a move.

But Hou Tonghai who was around couldn't bear it anymore, and shouted loudly,
"Guo Jing, I'll meet you first!"

Then Hou Tonghai directly displayed his famous stunt and internal strength of the Yellow River Gang, and killed Guo Jing.

Seeing this, Guo Jing was also furious, saying,
"Do you really think this is a soft persimmon? You want to die!"

But seeing Guo Jing let out a long roar, regardless of Shui Gong behind him, the Northern God Claws in his hand popped out, and immediately fought with Hou Tonghai who was rushing from the opposite side.

On the other hand, the main tomb was also in a cave. Although the cave was not small, the two of them were extremely fast, and they arrived in front of the coffin in an instant.

The two looked at the clear and transparent liquid in the coffin, as well as the body inside that was intact as if sleeping and the scripture, and there were voices of praise on their faces.

"Master Minggui really deserves his reputation. Just this trick to keep the corpse from decomposing is no small trick."

After Tan Qingyan glanced at it, he didn't talk nonsense, and reached out to take a burnt torch beside him, and was about to use the torch to stretch the wooden stick down to see the situation.

Seeing this, Zhai Xingzi didn't do anything, he wanted to see the situation first.

That Tan Qingyan knocked around the coffin tentatively with his gaze, but he didn't see any mechanism or the like, so he breathed a sigh of relief.

Then he prepared to poke the wooden stick straight down.

But at this moment, the moment he stretched out his hand and looked through the water, suddenly, there was a loud rustling sound, and black shadows suddenly appeared around him.

"No, there is indeed a scam! Be careful!"

(End of this chapter)