The Omnipresent Martial Arts Sage

It's getting late.

The sunset rays projected down on the right side of Tianya Tower, and the shadow of the building was dark and moved slowly with the light.

There are more and more people around, a lot of sights, eyes, betting here.

The two mothers-in-law Zeng have been silent, no matter what Yan Haochun and the rest of the people say, they are just one sentence: Those who are not Tianyinmen are not allowed to enter.

Over time, Zhou Rong lost patience a bit.

"It's not early, the two of you should plan ahead."

He stepped forward.

"Only by the two of you, facing so many people, it is nothing more than a man's arm."

Granny Zeng sneered and didn't reply.

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 tricks did you do?"

He took a few steps forward, and the cigarette rod turned, bringing out the slightest strength, which was actually a weapon.

"I have long heard that your Zhou family's Fei Xing Jin is powerful, so I have to see one or two today."

Among all the people present, Zhou Rong was the only visceral martial artist and the strongest.

After training the internal organs, the martial artist has a steady flow of energy on the bone strength, and the internal organs, bones, skin and flesh are all impeccable. Reach the realm of both inside and outside.

Therefore, visceral training is more of a perfection of forging bones. It allows the martial artist to burst the bone strength into a normal attack method.

Every gesture is strong.

Of course, some visceral martial arts masters are old, lose both qi and blood, and are extremely exhausted. Even if they practice viscera, they can't prevent the exhaustion of qi and blood.

Decline to bone strength is slightly stronger than normal strength, and it is meaningless.

"Toast and not eat fine wine." Zhou Rong looked cold.

The other two forces may still be afraid of these two desperately immortal, but they are different.

He is now at the peak of his military strength, and he is not afraid of their desperate efforts.

"So, I will fulfill you!"

He slowly approached Tianyalou step by step.

A flying star rose slowly, and clusters of vortexes of strength like stars appeared looming around, floating in the air.

This is the mystery of Zhou's Fei Xing Jin. This kind of strength can explode at multiple points at the same time, with strong penetrating power and full endurance, which has a strong effect on fingering.

In conjunction with Zhou's family heirloom, the nineteen styles of tricks can burst out amazing power.

Zhou Rong had already practiced the nineteen forms of Fei Xing Jin and Hua Hua to the extent that the entire Zhou family was second only to the Patriarch. Already living independently, there is a vague sense of separation.

"Take it!"

Immediately, he dashed forward, and a scratch was suddenly made on his right hand.

When he pointed out, there were several groups of power around him. This kind of flying star power gathered in a group was even stronger than the physical protection power of the same realm of ordinary martial arts.

It can be described as both offensive and defensive, extremely excellent.

The old man with the cigarette stick didn't dare to neglect, and when he lifted the cigarette stick, his strength was revealed, and he faced him head-on.

puff!

As soon as the two touched, they probably knew each other's details.

Zhou Rong's Fei Xing Jin was obviously stronger. He only insisted on it for a moment, and then he forced it.

With just five or six tricks, the old man with a cigarette stick fell into a disadvantage, sticking left and right.

"I'll help you!" Granny Zeng stepped forward to help, and slapped Zhou Rong with a palm.

But on the other side, the white-haired old man beside You Ce jumped forward and stopped Granny Zeng.

"To deceive more and less is not what the righteous people do." You Ce smiled, watching the battle in the field, quietly waiting for the result.

In the field, Zeng's mother-in-law was old and weak, much older than Youjia's white-haired old man. At this time, she was one-on-one, and she was suddenly at a disadvantage.

It's just that she doesn't care, only intends to work hard, so the white-haired old man is always restrained and fearful, and doesn't want to trade injury for death, resulting in little advantage.

But it seems that winning is also a matter of time.

"Brother Yan, after the matter is done, how about the three companies I wait for?" You Ce shook the folding fan lightly and looked at Yan Haochun.

"The left and right are just some martial arts secrets, why don't I wait for the three to copy each other, each one." Yan Haochun smiled.

"So, it's okay." You Ce smiled and nodded.

Immediately, Yan Haochun chuckled and rushed towards the Tianyalou two.

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At this time, it was a few miles away from Qianbat Water Pavilion.

A Chijing army post tower is looming in the forest, and there are bow sergeants watching from side to side.

It was getting late on the guard tower at this time, and the torch was already lit.

The surrounding woods shook and swayed in the wind.

Suddenly, a figure quickly passed by the guard tower.

Although the figure is fast, it can still be seen in the eyes of the sentry looking down from a height.

It's just that the sentry didn't say a word, pretending not to see.

This is the survival wisdom of the sentinel near the Heiwu Mountain. Everything you see and hear must follow the tacit understanding.

Since the guard sentry killed 13 people in a row, Wei He and Zhou Xingtong later fought several times, all of which were tied.

The sentry knew that they couldn't prevent Wei He from breaking through, so they stopped asking for it.

At this time, under the sentry tower, Wei He and Wan Ling launched the rain-covered swift special effects, and rushed towards the Qianbat Water Pavilion.

The sentry did not bother them, nor did they kill at will.

The two moved forward at full speed and swept straight towards the Tianya Tower. After receiving the news that they were besieged there, they went there as soon as possible.

Just when I walked through the guard tower and was about to leave the surrounding woods a few times.

A dozen figures have been waiting outside the forest for a long time.

Outside the forest, beside the road.

In the sunset, the fallen leaves were flying.

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A figure in a white dress, with a veil on his face, cold eyes, holding a blue broad-bladed long sword.

The long sword is nearly two meters long, as broad as a forearm, with silver silk thread wrapped around the hilt, and a pure white sword spike attached to the end.

"Wanqingmen Weihe?"

The blade of the woman in white skirt touched the ground and raised her eyes to look in the direction of Wei He. His steps moved easily, just precisely blocking Wei He's forward direction.

"Who is your excellency?" Wei He Wanling had to slow down when the road was blocked.

The opponent's momentum is not weak, and there are many people around.

The two stood at the edge of the forest, only one step away from going out, and both looked up at the woman.

"Qianhe Villa, have you ever been to?" the white skirt woman said solemnly.

"Qianhe Villa?" Wei Heyi was taken aback. "Are you talking about the Qianhe family that was tragically destroyed before?"

"Since you know, you should understand why I came to you." The woman took a few steps forward, dragging her sword on the ground.

"Only you and Zhou Xingtong in Xuanjing City have supernatural powers, so..."

She looked up suddenly.

"I have been waiting for you for a long time!"

As soon as the voice fell, more than a dozen people around him shook their hands and shot a black dart.

More than a dozen darts from all angles, with strong force, hit Wei He fiercely.

At least four of them carry martial arts power.

And these darts are extremely fast, obviously they have been trained and cooperated to cover all the angles and directions that Wei He may dodge.

"You go first." Wei He took a step forward, dashing forward abruptly.

Several darts hit him straight, but they couldn't even break the strength of the body protection. They stiffened and fell to the ground.

"I will come later."

Wei He lifted his right palm and struck forward with a stroke of the heart-broken You Long Baizhuan.

He didn't use his bone strength, nor did he use the whale's decisive power, just the body protection power that covered his body naturally.

At this moment, the woman in the white dress in front of her slapped up with a sword, and she brought out the silver training with a sharp sword.

Chi Chi Chi Chi!

In an instant, a lot of small strength appeared inexplicably around Jianguang, these strengths were like silk threads, constantly hitting and twisting Wei He's palm from the side. Pull the direction of its strength skew.

when! !

Swords and palms fought against each other.

Wei He's complexion changed slightly, he took a few steps, and raised his hand to see, a red mark appeared on the palm of his hand, and his skin was slightly broken.

"I can break my body protection strength, I am not a nameless person. Who are you?" Only then did he start to seriously ask the other person's name.

Until now, anyone who can catch him without hurting is at least a bone-forging warrior.

And the bone-forging warriors in Xuanjing City are actually just over 20 people. There are three great people who come and go, Chijing Army, and the rest of the forces can be ignored.

"You haven't answered me yet, have you ever been to Qianhe Villa?" The white skirt woman said coldly. "You had better answer carefully, otherwise, you will not be able to get out of this clearing today."

"I can't get out of this open space?" Wei He smiled, "I didn't expect that after a long time, someone would dare to say such things in front of me."

His face slowly darkened, staring at each other.

"If you only have the ability to do before..."

"Then go to die..."

The figure flashed.

Wei He Feilong Gong started, the five layers of Feilong Gong combined with special effects quickly, suddenly grabbed the opponent with one palm.

The distance of seven or eight meters came in a flash.

At this time, his speed was much faster than before.

"Looking for death!" The woman in the white skirt raised her sword forward, slashed across her sword blade, spreading all around her body like countless spider web tentacles, entwining all people and things that approached her.

Huh!

The blade was swung halfway, and he slashed towards Wei He's palm, but unexpectedly Wei He changed his grasp to his fingers and lightly tapped the side of the sword.

With a light ding sound, Wei He turned around with strength and flashed to the woman's side.

In an instant, the whale burst into force.

"Heartless!"

The ultimate move in the broken heart seal exploded, and a palm hit the woman's right shoulder.

Bang! ! !

Unexpectedly, the woman also raised her sword quickly, blocking this move with her sword body.

The two slammed into each other, exploding the surrounding air, turning into strong winds blowing around.

The leaves and branches nearby were blown and swayed.

Wei He never stopped, his figure resembling a ghost, turned back again, returned to the front, and tapped his fingers.

Fu Yujin kept playing with great strength.

The speed of the woman in the white skirt was a bit slower, and she obviously felt that Wei He's body protection strength was actually similar to hers, far from the bone-forging martial artist.

The most important thing is to take one step slowly, her body speed is much faster than Zhou Xingtong, but still slower than Wei He.

At this time, under the premise that the protection strength of the two is not much different, the slower speed is a great disadvantage.

The two rushed to fight each other, moving so fast, more than a dozen people around couldn't get in at all, for fear that they would miss the target.

Not long after 30 moves passed, the woman in the white skirt became slower and slower, feeling a slight stiffness in her arms.

Her face suddenly changed slightly. After she stepped into the visceral training master, she controlled everything about herself with extreme precision and precision, and she could immediately detect a slight change.

Feeling bad at this time, she hurriedly drew away. The broad-bladed sword swept around. When it comes to visceral training, there is no difference in bone strength, bone strength is transformed into daily use and integrated into body protection strength.

For this reason, visceral training is more to solidify the power of forging bones.

At this time, she still couldn't win the opponent for thirty consecutive strokes. The woman knew in her heart that the strength of the person in front of her was no longer under her.

If you have to kill hard, you may be able to use secret skills, but the gain is not worth the loss. It is nothing more than a skill that kills a thousand enemies and destroys 800.

Thinking of this, the woman was about to withdraw her hands.

"Pour!" Suddenly heard Wei He whispered.

The woman was awe-inspiring, but she suddenly felt dizzy in her head. Suddenly knowing that it is not good, hurriedly withdrew and retreated.

But it was too late.